get it, then I don't know what a lick- THE "GENTLEMAN FROM JONES."-"I am a in' is; why, sir, we're tore out, root and branch, mossy-back, sir, and I stand here to-day to repreand smashed down like Virginny tobacco in a sent the county of Jones. People said that the press." county of Jones seceded from Mississippi. Yes,

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es, threatened her life. When the ruffians the appeals which have been made in their behalf , and while the house was burning, Mrs. will meet with a prompt response. ore went to the well and called to her husho answered "yes" to the inquiry if he was ut when the danger was entirely passed, on o the well he was found to be dead. He is ed to have been suffocated by the smoke. anguish of the wife, bereft of a tender and nate husband, and left houseless and homeas yet to be intensified by anxiety for the of her children. She found a temporary , to which her oldest son was conveyed for l treatment. Two days subsequent to the ere an alarm was started at midnight, that rel was returning to complete the work of ction. The panic-stricken inhabitants fled woods, deserting the city and all of their ty, many of them having nothing but their garments. Mrs. Collamore sent her children eir nurse to a place of safety, but would not her wounded son. With the help of a young ter she procured a buggy, and putting him ■ with great difficulty, dragged him with suman strength to the river bank.

was dark and rainy; but the shelterless ex-
- mostly women and children-scarcely dared
eak above a whisper, lest the murderous ruf-
should be upon them. The terrors of that
of fear and foreboding will never be effaced
the memory of the people of Lawrence. It
ed out that there was no truth in the reports
me return of Quantrel.

he work of the ruffian band was carried on
he most erratic manner. Many buildings
e studiously protected. Jim Lane's house
burned down; but so was the house of Mrs.
kins, whose husband, it will be recollected,
murdered by Lane. Many who were known
be opposed to jayhawking were murdered.
ernor Robinson's house was spared. It has
n said that it was protected by a squad of sol-
s across the river. But other houses were
ned, which were nearer to these soldiers, and
ruffians breakfasted in a house which was be-
en Ex-Governor Robinson's and the river.
Governor Shannon's property was spared, and
the request of Mrs. Shannon a guard was fur-
hed for his office.
Some few of the band showed a merciful spirit,
most of them seemed actuated by the most
dish malice, and thirsted for blood, with which
y were certainly sated. They were not con-
t with wounding unarmed men, but shot at
em until life was extinct. No massacre in the
story of our country has been more fearful, or
ended with incidents more cruel.

THOUGHTS OF HOME. "Let me tell you of a little incident that happened to me this morning," said a soldier in Louisiana. "I had been out all day on the skirmish line; all was still; I had not heard the singing of a bullet for some time. I was sitting on the ground, with my rifle across my knees, thinking of home and friends far away - wondering what the future had in store for me, and if I should ever see that home again. As I sat thus, a little bird, called the Baltimore oriole, perched himself on a bush so close to me that I might have touched him with my rifle, and commenced singing. The voice of this bird is much like that of our robin, and he is about the same size, though his color is different, being a dark red. The poor little fellow had been driven away through the day by the shower of bullets that visited that quarter, but had returned at night to visit his home, and seemed now to be returning thanks to God for his safe return. And so, thought I, my case may be like the little bird. After this struggle is over, I, too, may return to friends and home. I accepted the omen, thanked God for his watchful care over me, and, with renewed courage and hope, pressed on."

AN ADVENTURE.-A "Silent Observer" of company B, of the Fourth Pennsylvania regiment, gives the following narrative of an adventure in West Virginia, in the spring of 1864:

"The person I am going to write about is a regular harum-scarum individual, and is never with his regiment except he is on duty; he is always travelling about the country (or I should say scouting around), and there is little that he does not know, and few places he can't find. But, as regards his duty, I am made to understand that he never shirks anything that is right, though sometimes he growls when he imagines he is imposed upon, but it is generally soon over: this much I can say, he is a good and I believe brave soldier. I will give you the narrative as I got it from him at New Creek. He said: After I got out to our pickets, I thought I would stay there all night, and in the morning go on. I remained there about two hours, when the Fourteenth Virginia infantry came along; so I concluded to go with them as far as they went. I started, and went with them to Burlington; here they stopped and camped. I was told by some of the men of another regiment, that our men did no fighting The people of Leavenworth opened their hearts there, but had gone on to Moorsfieid; so I cond their houses to the sufferers, who speak in cluded to go on after the regiment. The next e highest terms of their generosity. Mrs. Col- morning I went on with some wagons as far as more, particularly, found there many who re- the junction of the Romney and Moorsfield road. embered and appreciated her noble husband, I staid there until about half past eleven o'clock d warmly expresses her gratitude to them for A. M. While I was there, an ambulance came eir kindness to herself and her children. There along, and, as I ascertained that it was going much destitution and suffering among the peo- near my regiment, I concluded to go with it. I e of Lawrence, which only the liberal benevo- got in, and, on inquiring, I found it belonged to ence of the rest can relieve, and we hope that the Second regiment Maryland Home Brigade.