consequently, the rope ladder in the cellar was drawn out. Before the expiration of the hour, however, the other prisoners became impatient, and were let down through the chimney successfully into the cellar. and kept the Bottom Bridge road to their left, although at times they could see and hear the cars travelling over the York River Road. ་ While passing through the swamp near the Chickahominy, Čol. Kendrick sprained his ankle Col. W. P. Kendrick, of West Tennessee, Capt. and fell. Fortunate, too, was that fall for him D. J. Jones, of the First Kentucky cavalry, and and his party; for while he was lying there, one Lieut. R. Y. Bradford, of the Second West Ten- of them chanced to look up, and saw, in a direct nessee, were detailed as a rear-guard, or, rather, line with them, a swamp bridge; and in the dim to go out last; and from a window Col. K. and outline they could perceive that parties with mushis companions could see the fugitives walk out kets were passing over the bridge. They thereof a gate at the other end of the enclosure of the fore moved some distance to the south; and after carriage-house, and fearlessly move off. The ap- passing through more of the swamp, reached the erture was so narrow that but one man could get Chickahominy about four miles below Bottom through at a time, and each squad carried with Bridge. Here, now, was a difficulty. The river them provisions in a haversack. At midnight a was only twenty feet wide, but it was very deep, false alarm was created, and the prisoners made and the refugees were worn out and fatigued. considerable noise in getting to their respective Chancing, however, to look up, Lieut. Bradford quarters. Providentially, however, the guard saw that two trees had fallen on either side of suspected nothing wrong, and in a few moments the river, and that their branches were interthe exodus was again commenced. Col. Kendrick locked. By crawling up one tree and down the and his companions looked with some trepidation | other, the fugitives reached the east bank of the upon the movements of the fugitives, as some of Chickahominy; and Col. Kendrick could not help them, exercising but little discretion, moved bold-remarking that he believed Providence was on ly out on the enclosure into the glare of the gas- their side, else they would not have met that natlight. Many of them were, however, in citizens' ural bridge. dress; and as all the rebel guards wear the United They subsequently learned from a friendly neStates uniform, but little suspicion could be ex-gro that had they crossed the bridge they had cited, even if the fugitives had been accosted by a seen, they would assuredly have been recaptured, guard. for Capt. Turner, the keeper of Libby Prison, had been out and posted guards there, and in fact had alarmed the whole country, and got the people up as a vigilance committee to capture the escaped prisoners. After crossing over this natural bridge, they lay down on the ground and slept until sunrise on the morning of the 11th, when they continued on their way, keeping eastwardly as near as they could. Up to this time they had had nothing to eat, and were almost famished. About noon of the 11th they met several negroes, who gave them information as to the whereabouts of the rebel pickets, and furnished them with food. Between one and two o'clock the lamps were extinguished in the streets, and then the exit was more safely accomplished. There were many officers who desired to leave, who were so weak and feeble that they were dragged through the tunnel by main force, and carried to places of safety, until such time as they would be able to move on their journey. At half past two o'clock, Capt. Jones, Col. Kendrick, and Lieut. Bradford passed out in the order in which they are named; and as Col. K. emerged from the hole, he heard the guard within a few feet of him sing out, "Post No. 7, half past two in the morning, and all's well." Col. K. says he could hardly resist the Acting under the advice of these friendly netemptation of saying, "Not so well as you think, groes, they remained quietly in the woods until except for the Yanks." Lieut. Bradford was in- darkness had set in, when they were furnished trusted with the provisions for this squad; and in with a comfortable supper by the negroes, and getting through he was obliged to leave his hav-after dark proceeded on their way, the negroes ersack behind him, as he could not get through with it upon him. Once out, they proceeded up the street, keeping in the shade of the buildings, and passed eastwardly through the city. A description of the route pursued by this party, and of the tribulations through which they passed, will give some idea of the rough time they all had of it. Col. Kendrick had, before leaving the prison, mapped out his course, and concluded that the best route to take was the one towards Norfolk, or Fortress Monroe, as there were fewer rebel pickets in that direction. They therefore kept the York River Railroad to the left, and moved towards the Chickahominy River. They passed through Boar Swamp, and crossed the road leading to Bottom Bridge. Sometimes they waded through mud and water almost up to their necks, (who everywhere showed their friendship to the fugitives) having first directed them how to avoid the rebel pickets. That night they passed a camp of rebels, and could plainly see the smoke and camp fires. But their wearied feet gave out, and they were compelled to stop and rest, having only marched five miles that day. They started again at daylight on the 13th, and after moving a while through the woods, they saw a negro woman working in a field, and called her to them, and from her received directions, and were told that the rebel pickets had been about there looking for the fugitives from Libby. Here they lay low again, and resumed their journey when darkness set in, and marched five miles, but halted until the morning of the 14th, when the journey was resumed. At one point they met a negro in the field, and she told them that her mistress was a secesh wo- They halted, and asked him if he had not been man, and that she had a son in the rebel army. feeding the escaped rebel officers. Too proud to The party, however, were exceedingly hungry, and utter a falsehood, he unhesitatingly answered in they determined to secure some food. This they the affirmative. Whereupon they demanded of did by boldly approaching the house and inform-him to reveal the place of their concealment, and ing the mistress that they were fugitives from with threats and blows sought to wrest it from Norfolk, who had been driven out by Butler; him. But the principle of honor was too strong and the secesh sympathies of the woman were at once aroused, and she gave them of her substance, and started them on their way, with directions how to avoid the Yankee soldiers, who occasionally scouted in that vicinity. This information was exceedingly valuable to the refugees, for by it they discovered the whereabouts of the Union forces. When about fifteen miles from Williamsburg, the party came upon the main road, and found the tracks of a large body of cavalry. A piece of paper found by Capt. Jones, satisfied him that they were Union cavalry; but his companions were suspicious, and avoided the road, and moved forward and at the "Burnt Ordinary," (about ten miles from Williamsburg,) awaited the return of the cavalry that had moved up the road; and from behind a fence corner, where they were secreted, the fugitives saw the flag of the Union, supported by a squadron of cavalry, which proved to be a detachment of Col. Spear's Eleventh Pennsylvania regiment, sent out for the purpose of picking up escaped prisoners. Col. Kendrick says his feelings at seeing the old flag were inde-plied that he was convinced of his approaching scribable. ; The party rode into Williamsburg with the cavalry, where they were quartered for the night, and where they found eleven others who had escaped safely. in the old man's bosom, and to all their importunities he yielded not their brutality he could not resist. They swore they would have the secret, or that he should die. With this intention, they hurried him aboard a gun-boat, and again tendered him the alternatives of death or of compliance with their wishes. He answered that he was convinced that they intended to hang him, but that he was resolved to die before he "would tell where those officers were." Immediately they suspended him by the neck until life was nearly extinct. They then cut him down, and after reviving him, they repeated the same question, and received the same answer. Again his body hung in the air, and when his life was far more spent than before, they again unloosed the halter, receiving, as before, the same firm denial. Exasperated to fury, they told him that this was his only chance, and that they would not cut him down again. Sustained in this hour of sore trial by his sense of honor, which was stronger than his fear of death, the old man re end, yet he deemed death preferable to dishonor, and that he was ready to meet his fate. Again, and for the third time, his aged frame quivered in the agonies of death, and when he had ceased to struggle, they once more released him. Applying powerful stimulants, they succeeded in A WEDDING ON HORSEBACK. The following restoring him, when, with a determination worthy occurred at Battle Creek, on the Chattanooga of the elder Brutus, he drew forth a knife, and Railroad, in March, 1864: A pair of lovers be- attempted, by cutting his own throat, to free thought themselves of getting married, and hav- himself from his persecutors. By violence they ing procured a license, they set out on horseback. forced his knife from him, when, by a mighty They soon came up to a parson "setting" on a effort, he dashed the fiends aside, and plunged fence, it seems he did something occasionally into the boiling surf to drown himself. With at farming, and requested him to "solemnize boat-hooks they fished him up, and baffled by the sacred rites of matrimony at once." The his unyielding will, they permitted him to go parson finally assented, and he "setting" on the ashore. This is a true statement of this infamous fence, and they on their horses, the "sacred transaction. Dempsey Kight still lives, and plies rite " was "solemnized,” after which they went his humble calling as a fisherman, and that he is on their way rejoicing. one of God's noblemen none will gainsay." INCIDENTS OF THE FIGHT AT BEAUFORT. On almost every vessel, after the fight, the men were called aft, and publicly thanked by their respective Captains. On the ship "Bienville," particular mention was made, and special thanks returned, in presence of the ship's company, to William Henry Steele, a boy not fourteen years old, who conducted himself with distinguished bravery. He is a powder boy, and not only never flinched or dodged a shot, but when two men were killed at his gun, he did not turn pale, or cease for an instant his duties, but handed the cartridge he had in hand to the gunner, stepped carefully over the bodies, and hastened below for more ammunition. The case of Thomas Jackson, coxswain of the "Wabash," deserves notice. He was struck by a shot, or a splinter, which so nearly cut his leg off as to leave it hanging but by a small portion of the muscle and skin. Partially rising, and leaning painfully against a gun, Jackson glanced at his mangled limb, and in an instant perceived its hopeless condition. Feeling behind his back in his belt, where seamen always carry their knives, he drew his sheath-knife from its leather scabbard, and deliberately began to saw away at hiş leg; but the knife was dull, and he could not cut the limb off. As he was borne below by his mates, and afterwards, he asked continually how the fight was going, and kept saying, "I hope we'll win it; I hope we'll win.' In two hours he died, his last words being a wish for our victory in this battle, and a word of thanks that he had been able to do something for the honor of the "dear old flag." The enthusiasm of the soldiers for the bluejackets, after the action, literally knew no bounds. Whenever a boat's crew of men-of-war's-men came alongside a transport, there was a rush to the side to catch a nearer view of the gallant sailors, and, if possible, to clasp a tarry hand; and whenever they appeared, the cheers were frantically loud, and long drawn out, and the brave Jacks were as happy and proud as men can be. THE TYPO WARRIORS. The typos of the Thirteenth Illinois regiment of volunteers amused themselves at Camp Rolla, Mo., by printing a paper entitled "Our Regiment." A correspondent thus made his shot: HEADQUARTERS HEAVY MUD INFANTRY, wanted to know where and she had no sense Yours, jolly and con-tent-ed, Had G. N. L. ScOTTY. A SERGEANT HALTS A WHOLE REBEL REGIMENT. Among the beauties of the war in Western Virginia was the "mixed-up" way in which the combatants manoeuvre among the mountains. Here is an instance where a single loyal soldier halted an entire rebel regiment: To the Editor of Our Regiment : Heavy? Yes, sir! Bound to shoot rebels. This is the report. Chicago boy, the undersigned. I'm always boasting of Chicago. I'm full of fight. Although fighting is not my forte, I do not think I would stand being knocked down. I joined Serg. Carter, of Tippecanoe, Ohio, was upon this August body in April, and we May March the post first attacked by the enemy. The addaily, for we are getting stronger weekly. I may vance-guard of the Second Virginia, (rebel,) consay in good season, if we Spring upon the enemy sisting of twelve men, came suddenly upon him he is sure to Fall, for our Summer-saults will be and his three companions. The bright moonlight a dose that will prove "the Winter of his dis- revealed the flashing bayonets of the advancing content." He will have to evacuate. We won't regiment. We won't regiment. He was surrounded and separated strike light, for the South is no match for us. from his reserve. With great presence of mind When the country called all hands to arms, I he stepped out and challenged: "Halt! Who thought it a proud legacy to leave posterity that goes there? The advance-guard, supposing I joined a division for the Union. I set my name they had come upon a scouting party of their down, and there it stands. Nice uniform. Had own men, answered, "Friends, with the countermy hair cut with a knife and fork. Red hair, sign." At his order, "Advance, one, and give the yellow jacket, blue shirt, white hat, plantation countersign," they hesitated. He repeated the shoes, pink trousers, bell buttons on behind, order peremptorily, "Advance and give the counwhere I never saw them before. Left the city tersign or I'll blow you through." They answered, under encouraging circumstances. Toothache, without advancing, "Mississippi." "Where do nail in my shoe, forgot my rations, something in you belong?" he demanded. "To the Second my eye. Chap in rear file rasping my skins. Got Virginia regiment.” "Where are you going?" out of step and hurt my instep. While marching," Along the ridge." They then in turn questioned washwoman handed me a bill. Had no money, him, "Who are you?" That's my own busi ness,” he answered, and taking deliberate aim, he shot down his questioner. He called for his boys to follow him, and sprung down a ledge of rock, while a full volley went over his head. He heard his companions summoned to surrender, and the order given to the Major to advance with the regiment. Several started in pursuit of him. He had to descend the hill on the side towards the enemy's camp. While he eluded his pursuers, he found himself in a new danger. He had got within the enemy's camp pickets! He had, while running, torn the U. S. from his cartridge box, and covered his belt plate with his cap box, and torn the strips from his pantaloons. He was challenged by their sentinels while making his way out, and answered, giving the countersign, "Mississippi,' Second Virginia regiment." They asked him what he was doing there. He said that the boys had gone off on a scout after the Yankees, that he had been detained, in camp, and in trying to find them he had got bewildered. ejecting it. A soothing poultice was placed upon the part a night or two ago, a hole being made through the application for the insertion of the projecting bone. The patient was soon asleep in his bed, but during the night was aroused by the sting of pain, and awoke, to discover a rat making off with the piece of bone in his mouth. He struck at and hit the rat, but did not hurt him. The rat had probably been drawn to the bed of the soldier by the scent of the poultice, which was pleasant to his olfactories; but on reaching it, his keen appetite, no doubt, caused him to relish, in a large degree, the juicy bone so convenient to his teeth. He, therefore, seized, and drew it from its position, and was made to scamper off by the patient, whom he had aroused with pain. It was a skilful operation, quickly performed, and will result beneficially to the invalid. tersburg Express. Pe EXPERIENCES WITH REBEL PRISONERS. Strange as it may seem," says a soldier, we made some very pleasant acquaintances among the prisoners we were sent to guard, some of whom we had helped to capture, and cared for when wounded on the field. One rebel-Maj. McKnight, of the rebel Gen. Loring's staff an especial favorite. He was a poet, musician, and joker, and used to run from grave to gay, from lively to severe,' on almost all matters. I append a little morceau of his, under his nom de plume of Asa Hartz, entitled MY LOVE AND I. BY ASA HARTZ. As he passed through, to prevent further questioning, he said, “Our boys are up on the ridge; which is the best way up?" They answered, "Bear to the left, and you'll find it easier to climb." Soon again his pursuers were after him, as he expressed it, "breaking brush" behind him; this time with a hound on his trail. He made his way to a brook, and running down the shallow stream, threw the dog off the scent, and, as the day was dawning, he suddenly came upon four pickets, who brought their arms to a ready, and challenged him. He gave the countersign, “Mississippi," and claimed to belong to the Second Virginia regiment. His cap box had slipped from his belt plate. They asked him where he got My love reposes on a rosewood frame ; that belt. He told them he had captured it that night from a Yankee. They told him to advance, [A couch of feathery down fills up the same; and, as he approached, he recognized their accoutrements, and knew that he was among his own men, a picket guard from the First Kentucky. He was taken before Col. Enyart, and dismissed to his regiment. His motive in halting a whole column of the enemy was to give intimation to the reserve of their advance, that they might open upon them on their left flank, and so, perhaps, arrest their progress. A bunk have I; Mine's straw, but dry; And so do I; She sinks to rest at night with scarce a sigh; My love has all the world at will to roam; She goes abroad, or quiet sits at home; was SURGEON RAT. We have heard and read a great many stories about the rat; but in all our experience, we never before had one brought before us in the character of a surgeon. At one of our large hospitals, an operation was successfully performed upon an invalid soldier, by a common rat; which the surgeon in charge had himself delayed for a time, with the hope of causing less suffering to the patient. This patient was suffering from the effects of a fracture of the frontal bone of the skull, a piece of which projected outwards to some length; and the healing of the fleshy parts depended upon its removal. The bone was so firmly fixed, however, as, in the opinion of the surgeon, would cause unnecessary pain in its forcible removal; and such remedies Will all my many troubles then beguile, were applied as would assist nature in eventually | And keep this wayward reb from Johnson's Isle. To her this wintry night, cold, calm, serene, We'll wipe away all tears of sorrow then; ADVENTURES OF A UNION OFFICER.The So he lay for about two hours behind the guardexperiences of Col. De Villiers, of the Eleventh Ohio regiment, who was captured with others, in Western Virginia, in 1861, and conveyed to Richmond, and who afterwards made his escape, is thus detailed: "Arrived at Richmond, they were taken to a tobacco warehouse, where they found forty other prisoners. In the room there was neither table nor bed. They were kept without food; no breakfast given them the next morning after their arrival and when, finally, a little bread was brought them, it was thrown upon the floor as to a dog; and the quantity so small, that every man must make double-quick in grabbing it, or he got none, and was compelled to beg from the others. But there were rich officers, who could buy something to eat; for if the rebels did not love the Northerners, they loved their gold. But to shorten, he got the brain fever in prison, and was removed to the hospital; and here the Colonel took occasion to affirm, that the kindness which had been spoken of, as practised by the physicians, was not from rebels, but from our own surgeons. house, (in the night, as should have been stated,) until he was happy by hearing it. The guard called at his approach, Who comes there?' A friend, with the countersign.' He passed the guard, the gate was opened, and he was once more free. He made his way to Manassas Junction, which is nothing but a swamp. About six miles from Richmond, he was encountered by a guard, and to his challenge replied, "A friend, without the countersign.' [He had the precaution to lay the double-barrel shot gun, which he contrived to get before he escaped from Richmond, down, before he approached this guard. He had, besides, a revolver and a bowie knife.] was not very good for his digestion.' Approaching, they asked him where he was from and whither he was going. He replied from Richmond to Petersburg. They then asked why he did not take the railroad, and he said he missed the cars. They then took him in custody, and marched one on each side of him upon a narrow bridge crossing a stream near at hand. The situation was desperate, but he was determined never to go back to Richmond alive; so when he got to about the middle of the bridge, he struck 'Being by profession a physician, Col. De V., to the right and left, knocking one of the guards when he had sufficiently recovered, was asked by on one side and the other on the other side, and the hospital doctor to assist, which he consented giving them both a good swim. Hence he made to do; and he was thus permitted to enjoy more his way towards Petersburg, subsisting for three liberty. By good fortune, one day the command-days upon nothing but a few raw beans, which ing General gave the physicians liberty to go into the city several times. They wore, as a distinguished body, a red ribbon, or badge, fixed in their button-hole. When he encountered the sentinel, he was challenged, and forbidden to pass on the ground of being a prisoner; the order of the General did not include him. Now, as they called him a French Yankee, he thought he would play them a Yankee trick; so he wrote a note stating that he was included. When he returned to the hospital, the rebel physician said he had been practising deceit, and must consequently go back among the prisoners. He was again incarcerated and put in irons. He soon made up his mind, however, to escape from there, or die. He was asked to take an oath by the rebels; but, said he, I have taken an oath as a naturalized citizen of the United States, and I will never take another to conflict with it.' He had been tempted by the offer of position, but he abhorred the enemies of this Union, and could never forget that he came here for Liberty's sake. He told Col. Woodruff of his determination to escape, for his time had come. Col. W. wished him well, and hoped that he would escape. He set about it, and devised a lie, and stole; for which he felt assured he would be forgiven. He stole the coat and hat of a secession officer, and in that garb passed the guard. "Col. De Villiers, while Brigade Inspector at Camp Dennison, Ohio, learned a lesson from the soldiers who wanted to go to Cincinnati. They were in the habit of lying in the bushes to hear the countersign, and having obtained it, passed the guard. Without the countersign he could not get out of the gate, even with his full uniform. Upon this tramp, for a distance of sixty-five miles, he carried his skiff for crossing rivers (a pine board) upon his shoulder. During his travels he was several times shot at. When he got in the neighborhood of Magruder's forces, his hardest time began. He tried to pass sentinels several times, and at one time was twice shot at in quick succession. He shot too. He did not know whether he hit the two sentinels or not, but they never answered. But the whole brigade was aroused, and he took to the James River in what he called his skiff, viz., his pine-board companion. He landed on the other side in a swamp, recrossing again near Jamestown, where he lost his gun. He had cast away his officer's coat, and what remained of his suit was rusty enough. So he took an open course, and resolved to ask for work; but like the poor men in the South, when they ask for work, they are told to go into the service. Even the ladies do not look upon a young man unless he is in the service; viewed from this test, there were more patriots in the South than in the North; they were all soldiers, old and young. "He hired with a German blacksmith, at $1.50 per week, having concluded to remain a while, and learn something of the condition of the rebel forces. He staid a fortnight, observing all the rebel movements. At the expiration of this time, he got tired of blacksmithing, and wanted to go home. He found a good German Union man, to whom he told his story, without reservation, just as if he was telling it here to-night. This was of great service to him; he led him for nine days, the Colonel having adopted another Yankee trick, |