diers could not buy something to eat with North Carolina money, however hungry they may be, while passing through the State of South Carolina. I do not know whether this disposition to receive North Carolina in this dashing State is general, or not. If it is, it is the duty of the people of North Carolina to refuse South Carolina treasury notes - keep their shins out of our State.

not familiar with what North Carolina had done. I told him I hoped he would never again be guilty of making such an ungenerous remark about a State and a people of which he was so ignorant."

SHERIDAN'S RIDE.

BY T. BUCHANAN READ.

Like a herald in haste, to the chieftain's door,
The terrible grumble and rumble and roar,
Telling the battle was on once more,
And Sheridan twenty miles away.

"After spending one night in Columbia, I left Up from the South, at break of day, for Augusta. On the way down, three South Bringing to Winchester fresh dismay, Carolina gentlemen occupied the seats immedi-The affrighted air with a shudder bore, ately opposite me. I overheard one of them, whom the other gentleman called Major: I really think North Carolina is the tail end of the Confederacy, and Tennessee is but little behind her-both these States are rotten to the core neither of them is possessed of any national pride." The other two South Carolina gentlemen concurred in the opinion. I felt indignant at the remark, and as the gentlemen presented the appearance of respectability, I felt inclined to resent the insult offered to my native Stateso, after apologizing to the gentlemen for interrupting their conversation, I answered their majesties:

"Sir, what are your reasons for making such

a remark about North Carolina?'

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Well, I have a reason for thinking so.' "Sir, I claim at least the privilege of asking what that reason is.'

“Why do you claim such a right?'

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'Because, sir, I am a North Carolinian, to the manor born, and feel insulted at your opprobrious remark.'

"The South Carolina Major coughed, spit, cleared his throat, and repeated the operation; and, after a rather lengthy pause, during which his accomplices seemed not a little confused, at length

said:

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Your State is for reconstruction!'

"I felt still more indignant, and rather tartly replied: I ask your pardon, sir; but that is positively false. There is not one man in North Carolina who is in favor of reconstruction. I feel confident you have a greater proportion of reconstructionists in South Carolina than we have.' "My antagonist seemed a little confused, but gathered courage and retorted: 'North Carolina has never furnished the proportion of troops, nor have her troops won the distinction on the battlefield that South Carolina troops have.'

"In reply to this very ungenerous charge, I referred the Palmetto worshippers to the fact that it was a North Carolinian who fired the first gun of the war; that a North Carolina regiment won the first victory (at Bethel); that a North Carolina regiment (Colonel Fisher's) captured the first Yankee battery; that North Carolina troops had won distinguished laurels at Manassas, at the Seven Pines, during the Seven Days' Fight' before Richmond (in which they lost half as many troops as all the other States together), at the second battle of Manassas, at Sharpsburg, Fredericksburg, Chancellorsville, Gettysburg, indeed, wherever her troops have been called into action. This gentleman only replied that he was

And wider still those billows of war
And louder yet into Winchester rolled
Thundered along the horizon's bar,
The roar of that red sea, uncontrolled,
Making the blood of the listener cold
As he thought of the stake in that fiery fray,
And Sheridan twenty miles away.

But there is a road to Winchester town,
A good, broad highway, leading down;
And there, through the flush of the morning light,
A steed, as black as the steeds of night,
Was seen to pass as with eagle flight:
He stretched away with his utmost speed.
As if he knew the terrible need,
Hill rose and fell; but his heart was gay,
With Sheridan fifteen miles away.

Still sprung from those swift hoofs, thundering
south,

The dust, like the smoke from the cannon's mouth,
Or the trail of a comet, sweeping faster and faster,
Foreboding to traitors the doom of disaster;
Were beating, like prisoners assaulting their walls,
Impatient to be where the battle-field calls.
Every nerve of the charger was strained to full
play,
With Sheridan only ten miles away.

The heart of the steed, and the heart of the master

Under his spurning feet the road
Like an arrowy Alpine river flowed;
And the landscape sped away behind
Like an ocean flying before the wind;
And the steed, like a bark fed with furnace ire,
But lo! he is nearing his heart's desire;
Swept on with his wild eyes full of fire.
He is snuffing the smoke of the roaring fray,
With Sheridan only five miles away.

The first that the General saw were the groups
Of stragglers, and then the retreating troops.
What was done - what to do — a glance told him
both;

Then, striking his spurs, with a terrible oath,
And the wave of retreat checked its course there,

He dashed down the line 'mid a storm of huzzas,

because

The sight of the master compelled it to pause.
With foam and with dust the black charger was

Hurrah, hurrah, for Sheridan!

Hurrah, hurrah, for horse and man!
And when their statues are placed on high,
Under the dome of the Union sky -
The American soldiers' Temple of Fame,
There, with the glorious General's name,
Be it said, in letters both bold and bright:
Here is the steed that saved the day
by carrying Sheridan into the fight,

From Winchester, twenty miles away!"

ment, did not agree with him in his toleration of the emblems and expressions of disunion.

A family named Woolfolk, living near the camp, had not only failed to exhibit any Union flag, but on several occasions had waved a little rebel flag from the chamber window, greatly to the disgust of the loyal boys of the Eleventh Indiana. One afternoon, therefore, a party of officers procur ed a beautiful flag, bearing the "Stars and Stripes," and headed by Adjutant Macauley, waited on the aforesaid family, reminded them of their late INCIDENTS OF CAVALRY SERVICE. When," suspicious" doings, and politely, but firmly, on the 30th of June, 1863, the rear of General stated their intention of "placing American Kilpatrick's cavalry division was attacked in the flag upon their house." The lady 1quested them town of Hanover, Pennsylvania, the first charge to wait until her husband (he being then absent) fell upon a remnant of the Eighteenth Pennsyl- returned. To this they consented, not wishing vania cavalry. This command was somewhat to violate the domestic sanctity of any citizen. scattered, and the rebels, passing through it, came In the mean time one of the ladies wended her way upon the private ambulance of Dr. Wood, chief over to Brigadier-General Smith's headquarters, Surgeon of the division. Two soldiers, named and asked him to protect them from the "sacriSpaulding and Forsyth, occupied this vehicle-legious (?) outrage that was about to be committed both hospital attendants. As the enemy ap-upon their premises." In a few moments, and proached, they made a vigorous attack upon the just as the husband of the lady returned, here covering of the wagon with their swords-cut- came Brigadier-General Charles F. Smith bearting a dozen or more holes in the top-when ing down, and in thundering tones demanded "by Spaulding, who was sick, suggested to Forsyth, who was driving, that he (Spaulding) should drive, and the other drive off the assailants with a six-shooter one of the party had. This arrangement was carried into effect; the enemy were driven away, and the worthy Surgeon's traps were saved to the service.

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whose authority this was being done." Adjutant Macauley respectfully informed him "that it was being done by no constituted authority; but it was the wish of the Indiana Eleventh that the flag should be raised." General Smith replied, "I care not what the Indiana Eleventh wants; I'm commander of this post, by -. Disperse to In the same battle, Folger, a private in company your quarters!" The officers then came back, H, Fifth New York cavalry, performed an act of and their non-success was soon known all through great coolness and daring. He got mixed up the regiment. General Smith's conduct was resome way in the charge upon the Eighteenth garded with indignation by the Zouaves, and from Pennsylvania cavalry. Not having time to reload a murmur of indignation there soon arose a his carbine, he picked up a loaded one some per- mighty hurricane. The idea that our flag should son had dropped, shot a horse upon which the not be permitted to wave from any place occurebel Colonel Payne was riding, the rider falling pied by us was more than they could tolerate. into a tan-vat, and it was with difficulty Folger Soon the excitement became too intense to be saved him from drowning. Just at the moment the Colonel was safely out of the vat, his orderly the men all declared that that flag should be easily quelled. With one thought and one mind rode up, and, presenting a pistol to Folger, ordered raised upon that traitor's house, General Smith's him to surrender. Folger hesitated, but looking orders to the contrary notwithstanding; " and up the street and seeing the advance of the Fifth in the celebrated charge made at that time, sud-woe to the man, no matter who, that should dare to pull it down." The flag was again brought denly seized upon his unloaded carbine, and forth, and headed by the band, the whole regiaiming it at Mr. Orderly, in no very complimentary ment "broke guard," marched to the aforesaid terms, ordered him to surrender or he would blow rebel's premises, and there distinctly informed his brains out. The orderly, completely taken him that "the Stars and Stripes must be immeby surprise at this turn of affairs, surrendered diately planted over his house." without making any resistance, so that young Folger, by the display of a little coolness and daring in extremes, not only saved himself from capture, but captured a Colonel and a private from the ranks of the enemy during the heat of battle.

The man Woolfolk made his appearance, and tried to smooth matters over by making a set speech. "He was loyal to the State of Kentucky, and so long as the State was loyal to the Union, that long was he also a loyal citizen. A secession flag had not been in his house since the advent of our troops. As to my private sentiments, I am answerable to my God."

A FLAG-RAISING IN KENTUCKY. — In the fall of 1861, just before Grant made those masterly movements by which the upper end of the Mississippi Valley was open to the Union arms, some of his troops were quartered at Camp McAulay, near Paducah, Kentucky. They were commanded by Brigadier-General Smith. Some of his troops, particularly the Eleventh Indiana regi- do it then," was the reply.

Adjutant Macauley answered him — “That as Kentucky was loyal to the Union, and as the flag was emblematical of the Union, he should have no objection to its floating from the roof."

"You have the power and the means; you can

we assure you.

General Wallace, who had entered the crowd unobserved, here mounted a stand.

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Boys, the flag is there; your work is done; go home!" was all he said. That was sufficient.

The roof was scaled, and the flag was waved the purest intentions, a perfect provocative to from it. Three times three cheers and several evil. It was next to impossible for a man to put "tigers" were given. The band played all the the best side out when he was by; a curious twonational "hims," and warmly were they greeted, footed diachylum plaster, he drew everybody's infirmities to the surface. I think the regiment grew daily worse and worse, and where he was, words were sure to be the dirtiest, jokes the coarsest, deeds the most unseemly. The day before the battle of Chickamauga, the regiment had signed, almost to a man, a paper inviting him to resign; but on the days of the battle he threw off his coat, and carried water to the men all day. In the hottest places there was Chaplain D, water here, water there, assisting the wounded, aiding the Surgeons, a very minister of mercy. I need not add that the invitation' lighted the fire under somebody's coffee-kettle on Monday night. The Chaplain had struck the right vein at last; the boys had found something to respect and to love in him, and the clergyman's future usefulness was insured. The bond between Chaplain and men was sealed on that field with honest blood, and will hold good until doomsday.

CHAPLAINS. -The graphic correspondent, B. F. Taylor, in a letter from the army of the Cumberland, gives the following:

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“But how about the Chaplains?' you ask; and though an ungrateful business, I will be frank to tell you. I have met three dozen men, whose symbol is the cross, and of that number, two should have been in the ranks, two in the rear, one keeping the temperance pledge, one obeying the third commandment to be brief about it, five repenting, and eight getting common sense. The rest were efficient, faithful men. Not one Chaplain in fifty, perhaps, lacks the paving-stones of good intentions, but the complex complaint "One noble Illinois Chaplain, who died in the that carries off the greatest number is ignorance harness, used to go out at night, lantern in hand, of human nature, and want of common sense. among the blended heaps of the battle-field, and Four cardinal questions, I think, will exhaust the as he went, you could hear his clear, kind voice, qualifications for a chaplaincy: Is he religiously Any wounded here?' and so he made the terrifit? Is he physically fit? Is he acquainted with ble rounds. That man was idolized in life and the animal, man? Does he possess honest bewailed in death. Old Jacob Trout, a Chaplain horse sense? Let me give two or three illustra- of the Revolution, and who preached, if I retive pictures from life. Chaplain A has a putter-member right, a five minute sermon before the ing demon; he is forever not letting things battle of Brandywine, was the type of the man alone. Passing a group of boys, he hears one that soldiers love to honor. His faith was in oath, stops short in his boots, hurls a command-‘the sword of the Lord and of Gideon,' but his ment at the author, hears another and reproves work was with the musket of Jacob Trout. I do it, receives a whole volley, and retreats, pained not mean to say that the Chaplain should step and discomfited. Now, Mr. A is a good man, out from the little group of non-combatants that anxious to do his duty; but that habit of his, that belong to a regiment, but I do say, that he must darting about camp like a 'devil's darning nee-establish one point of contact, quicken one throb dle,' with a stereotype reproof in his eye, and a of kindred feeling between the men and himself, pellet of rebuke on the tip of his tongue, bolts or his vocation is as empty of all blessings and every heart against him. Chaplain B preaches a honor as the old wine flasks of Herculaneum. - regular army fare, too on Sunday, No man can honestly misunderstand what I have buttons his coat up snugly under his chin all the written. The Chaplaincy, at best, is an office other days of the week, draws a thousand dol-difficult and thankless. It demands the best lars, and is content. Chaplain C never forgets men you have to fill it well and worthilythat he is Cwith the rank of Captain,' per- whose very presence and bearing put soldiers fumes like a civet cat, never saw the inside of a upon their honor;" and it is safe to say that he dog-tent, never quite considered the rank and who is fit to be a Chaplain is fit to rule a people. file fellow-beings. Of the three, the boys hate How nobly many of them have labored in the the first, despise the second, and d-n the third. army of the Cumberland, I need not testify; 'Demoralize' has become about as common ministers of mercy, right-hand men of the Sura thing in the army as a bayonet, though the geons, and the Nightingales, bearers of the cup of boys do not always get the word right. One of cold water and the word of good cheer; the strong them one of 'em,' in a couple of senses — regiment may be the Colonel s, but the wounded was talking of himself one night. Maybe you brigade is the Chaplain's. To mingle with the wouldn't think it, but I used to be a regular, men, and share in their frolics, as well as their straight-laced sort of a fellow; but since I joined sorrows, without losing self-respect; to be with the army I have got damnably decomposed!' them, and yet not of them; to get at their hearts Now, a drunken General and a decomposed' without letting them know it, these are indeed Chaplain are about as useless lumber as can cum-tasks most delicate and difficult, requiring a tact ber an army.

sermon

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"There is Chaplain D, well equipped with heart, but with no head to speak of," and with

men

a man must be born with, and a good, honest sense that can never be derived from Gill's Body of Divinity.' How do you like Chaplain

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S., I asked of a group of Illinois boys, one day. where he was safely stowed away till little pebble 'We'll freeze to him, every time,' was the char- stones thrown against it by McCullough told him acteristic reply; and not unanticipated, for I had to come forth. The two proceeded to scale the seen him dressing a wound, helping out a blun- high fence by one clambering upon the shoulders dering boy, whose fingers were all thumbs, with of the other, thus reaching the top, then drawing his letter to the girl he left behind him,' play-up his comrade. After a while they reached the ing ball, running a race, as well as heard him place appointed by the lady (not far distant), and making a prayer and preaching a sermon. The had been there but a few moments when she joined Surgeon and the Chaplain are co-workers. I them, directed that they follow her at such a dissaid the former should report to the women, and tance only as to be able to keep in view a white I half believe that the Chaplain should do like- handkerchief which she carried in her hand. They wise." did follow her for twenty-five blocks, when she led them into a house, which proved to be that of her father. Up to this time her father did not know a word of her doings; but still he received the rescued men cordially, and at once set to work to get them safely off. He procured two passes for them, for which he paid twenty-five hundred dollars in Confederate currency. In a few days, disencumbered of everything that could by possibility expose them if examined, the good man furnished them a carriage; and with his blessing and that of his family, they set forth for the Federal lines, which they reached on the 23d of December, 1863. Once, on the road, they were stopped and examined by Confederate detectives, but there being no apparent reasons for their detention, were allowed to proceed.

A NOBLE RICHMOND GIRL. -Early in the war, S. R. McCullough entered the ranks of the First Wisconsin regiment, and soon after became its hospital steward. At the disastrous battle of Chickamauga, in company with three thousand others, he was taken prisoner, and passed through Atlanta, on his way to Richmond. Here, he says, the loyalty of a great number of the Southern women was distinctly proved; more than a hundred came to the cars where the prisoners were confined, and handed them blankets and other clothing, within which were rolled greenbacks, varying in amount from two to ten dollars. Similar demonstrations took place at various other points along the route; and at Richmond he found a friend indeed in a pretty looking young lady, to whose agency he and a comrade owe their escape. She did the planning, and part of the execution; they the remainder. This young lady met young McCullough, and sent to the hospital for him a pretty bag, containing about a pound of tobacco. It occurred to McCullough that there might be something besides tobacco in it; and sure enough, at the bottom of the bag was a slip of paper, containing substantially these words: 66 Would you be free? Then be prepared to act meet me to-morrow at -." The meeting took place. In a few hasty words her plan was unfolded; a day for its attempt was agreed upon, and the parties separated without attracting the attention of the guard.

A subsequent note, conveyed in like manner, told him he might arrange for a single comrade; that necessary clothes would be provided, and gave short, but specific directions for the future. The to him important day approaches; he can think of no way to pass the guard but to feign sickness and death. It is adopted, and on the day four of his fellow-prisoners carry him between blankets to the "dead house" beyond the guard, but within the high fenced enclosure, where he lies, dead as a nit," from midday till dusk, all the time fearing that some troublesome guard might peep in, or a real dead one be brought, and his deception disclosed; but neither happened. At length he raised up and listened; then made a short reconnoissance barefooted, and finding all right, returned, put on his traps, and sallied forth. Meanwhile, a sham fight was gotten up in another part of the enclosure among a lot of prisoners, to quell which drew the guard from their legitimate line, during which the comrade passed beyond to a designated negro hut,

ANECDOTES OF JUDGE CHASE. — During the visit of Chief Justice Chase to New Orleans he received many elegant attentions.

An evening party was given him by a relative in Jackson Street, where Miss Chase, his accomplished daughter, was the cynosure of all eyes. The Chief Justice, who has very little official stiffness, indulged during the evening in many a delightful anecdote, some of which were far more interesting than reports of the Supreme Court.

"While at Key West," said the Chief Justice, "I fell in with an intelligent contraband, who, after eying me intently for a while, approached me with a broad grin, and said:

"Ise-Ise seen you somewhere, massa.'

"O, I know you now, massa, I know you now; you'se Old Greenbacks.' Whereupon the Chief Justice also smiled with a smile of satisfaction, and told another.

"One summer, during my administration, when the Treasury was more than usually low, I had occasion to visit a body of troops that had not been paid off for a long time. Among the men was one with whom I had some acquaintance, but who did not seem to recognize me, whereupon I introduced myself.

"O, yes, Mr. Chase, Secretary of the Treasury. I recollect,' he said; but it is so long since we have seen your picture that I had almost forgotten you."