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during the siege of Corinth, and in the subsequent his regiment just as it was coming out of one pursuit of Beauregard in Mississippi. He was after-brisk skirmish, and was about advancing to anwards ordered to the Department of the Gulf, but other attack. now (1865) occupies a position on the staff of Lieut.-Gen. Grant.

MINNESOTIANS AT FREDERICKSBURG. The following incident in the terrible battle at Fredericksburg was related by Col. Morgan: Maj.Gen. Howard, who commanded the extreme right, ordered a strong line of pickets to be formed, as a line of battle, by Col. Morgan, in command of heavy detachments from five regiments, with the Minnesota First, as usual, on the extreme right, and most exposed place. The morning dawned -the rebels opened with shot and shell, ploughing up the ground and covering the line with heaps of earth. It was a very hot place, and three of the regiments broke, and run like sheep. Gens. Howard and Sully (Sully, their old Colonel, whom they loved dearly) were watching them. "There," said Maj.-Gen. Howard, - "there, they don't stand fire- see them run." "Not a bit of it," says Gen. Sully; "my old Minnesota don't run." Gen. Howard fixed his glass on them. "No-no -no, sir; they-your old regiment don't flinch a hair-they don't run." Sully, raising himself up to his full height, exclaimed, in his soft language, "Who in ever supposed they would run? They are not of the running breed." Gen. Howard complimented them as the most reliable, the bravest regiment in the division, if not in the army.

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ANECDOTE OF STONEWALL JACKSON.-At a council of generals early in the war, one remarked that Major was wounded, and would not be able to perform a duty that it was proposed to assign him. "Wounded!" said Jackson. "If it really is so, I think it must have been by an accidental discharge of his duty."

A SOLDIER WITH THE RIGHT SPIRIT. - Henry W. Camp, Adjutant of the Tenth Connecticut volunteers, was made prisoner by the rebels at Morris Island, off Charleston, in July, 1863. After ten months' confinement in the jails of Charleston, Columbia, and Richmond, he reached his home in Hartford on the 7th of May, being released on parole. In five days the news reached him of his exchange; and though he had a leave of twenty days, he started at once for his regiment in Butler's department, above Norfolk, on the James. On reaching Bermuda Hundreds he learned that the Tenth Connecticut had gone to the front, and was then probably engaged with the enemy. Pressing forward as speedily as possible, he met the retreating column of the Eighteenth corps falling back from the attack of Beauregard. They told him that the road by which he could reach his regiment was already in possession of the enemy, and that an attempt to proceed under the circumstances would only throw him again into a rebel prison. Nothing daunted, however, he kept on, and about ten o'clock in the morning reached

Within fifteen minutes he was at his place, under fire, and bearing himself gallantly, as always.

His conduct excited the warmest admiration on the part of the regiment. Notwithstanding the engrossing excitement of the battle, officers and men hailed his return with cheer upon cheer in the very face of the enemy, and with the Minie balls flying thickly around them.

Col. Plaisted, commanding the brigade, joined in the greeting given to the beloved officer whose conduct was so praiseworthy, and even Gen. Terry, the division commander, swung his hat in the general cheering, and rode forward to welcome in person the returning adjutant to his old command.

How much richer in true honor and pleasure that manly greeting by the regiment in battle line and under fire, than all the flattery and delight that a prolonged furlough in his native city could have afforded him!

SPIRIT OF THE WOMEN OF VIRGINIA. - A lady of Clarke County, Virginia, whose husband had been during two years in Yankee prisons, and in exile from his home, and whose son (an only child, in his 18th year) was then in some Northern Bastile, as a prisoner of war, wrote to her husband as follows: "If it were possible, I should like you to be at home; but I do not want you or O. ever to give up the struggle for liberty and our rights. If your salary fails to pay your board, go at something else for the Confederacy I will try and contrive a way to clothe you. Í would love to be with you; but do not expect it now, in these times. I wish O. was at home. I mean in his company; but I would rather he would be held a prisoner for the war, than have him at home dodging his duty, as some do. I am proud to think every man in my little family is in the army. If I have but two, they are at their post of duty."

How GEN. BANKS' ARMY WAS SAVED. Charley H. Greenleaf, of the Fifth New York cavalry, made the following statement in a letter to his parents: "You have probably heard of the three days' fighting from Strasburg and Front Royal to Martinsburg. Our company and company B were ordered to Front Royal, in the mountains, twelve miles from Strasburg, last Friday, and when we got within two miles of our destination we heard cannonading. The Major ordered the baggage to stop, and our two companies dashed on, and found several companies of our infantry and two pieces of artillery engaged with several thousand of the enemy. Just as we arrived on the field, Col. Parem, who had command of our forces, rode up to me, and ordered me to take one man and the two fastest horses in our company, and ride for dear life to Gen. Banks' headquarters in Strasburg for reenforcements. The direct road to Strasburg was occupied by the enemy; so I was obliged to ride round by another, seventeen miles. I

William N. Green, commanding the color com-
pany of the One Hundred and Second regiment
N. Y. S. V., is worthy of commemoration.
After several days' severe fighting between the
United States forces, under Gen. Hooker, and the
Confederate forces, under Gen. Lee, the morning
of Sunday, May 3, 1863, found the One Hun-
dred and Second regiment N. Y. S. V., forming
a portion of the Twelfth Army Corps, lying in
the trenches on the extreme left of the Federal
forces.

rode the seventeen miles in fifty-five minutes. the Twelfth regiment Georgia Volunteers, durGen. Banks didn't seem to think it very serious, ing the battle of Sunday, May 3, 1863, by Capt. but ordered one regiment of infantry and two pieces of artillery off. I asked Gen. Banks for a fresh horse to rejoin my company, and he gave me the best horse that I ever rode, and I started back. I came out on the Front Royal turnpike, about two miles this side of where I left our men. Saw two men standing in the road, and their horses standing by the fence. I supposed they were our pickets. They didn't halt me; so I asked them if they were pickets. They said, "No." Says I, "Who are you?" "We are part of Gen. Jackson's staff." I supposed that they The battle commenced at five A. M., and the were only joking. I laughed, and asked them One Hundred and Second were for several hours where Jackson was. They said he was in the subjected to a heavy fire from a battery of the advance. I left them and rode to Front Royal, rebels, situated on their right flank; at ten A. M., till I overtook a soldier, and asked him what regi- the enemy's infantry attacked the brigade of ment he belonged to. He said he belonged to which the One Hundred and Second N. Y. S. V. the Eighth Louisiana. I asked how large a force was a part, and succeeded in driving the regithey had, and the reply was, "Twenty thousand." ment, which was on the right of the One HunI turned back and drew my revolver, expecting dred and Second, away in confusion; advancing either a desperate fight or a Southern jail; but up the trenches, the enemy charged the One the officers in the road didn't stop me, and I was Hundred and Second, and were repulsed. Soon lucky enough not to meet any of their pickets. after, the One Hundred and Second was charged But if it was not a narrow escape, then I don't upon by the Twelfth regiment Georgia Volunteers, know what is. When I got out of the enemy's and immediately the men of each regiment were lines I rode as fast as the horse could carry me engaged in hand-to-hand conflicts. to Gen. Banks, and reported what I had seen and heard. He said I had saved the army. In less than an hour the whole army was in motion towards Winchester. After I left Front Royal to take the first despatch to Strasburg, our two companies of cavalry, who were covering the retreat of infantry and baggage, were attacked on three sides by about 3000 of the enemy's cavalry. Our boys fought like devils, till nearly half of them were killed or wounded, and then retreated to Winchester. Capt. White, William Watson, Henry Appleby, and nine or ten men of our company, are killed or taken. William Marshall is all right, except a slight sabre wound in the shoulder. We had a battle at Winchester, got licked, and retreated. Our company and company E were ordered to cover a Parrott gun battery and bring up the rear. We rode all the way from Winchester to Martinsburg with cannon shot and shell flying around us faster than it did at Bull Run. We crossed the Potomac last night. It was so dark that we couldn't find the ford, and had to swim our horses across. We have got our batteries in position on this and the rear of the army is crossing."

The company of the One Hundred and Second N. Y. S. V., which Capt. Green commanded, was especially singled out by the enemy for a fierce struggle, as they had charge of the National colors; the Captain commanding the Twelfth regiment Georgia Volunteers rushed forward at the head of his men, and made a jump right at Capt. Green, calling out to him, "Surrender!" to which Capt. Green replied, "Not yet; " then seizing the rebel Captain by the throat with his left hand, he flung him violently to the ground, by tripping him up, and wrenched his sword from his grasp. Capt. Green was then seized from behind by an ambulance-sergeant of the rebels, who, putting his knee in the middle of his back, flung him on the ground. Capt. Green sprung to his feet, and putting both swords (his own and the rebel Captain's) into his left hand, he knocked the ambulance-sergeant down with his right hand.

Capt. Green then sprang forward some six feet, and grasped with his right hand the flagstaff of the rebel battle-flag, which the color-sergeant was holding, and said to the color-bearer, side,"Give me that flag," at the same time pulling the flag-staff away from the Sergeant; he then tore the flag from the flag-staff, and flung the staff over the parapet, putting the flag inside the breast of his fatigue-jacket. Capt. Green then went to two rebel privates, who were a few feet off, and commanded them to give up their muskets, which they did. Taking the muskets, he gave them to some of his own company to carry off, and taking the equipments of the two privates, he flung them into a puddle of water near by; then going to the rebel Captain, he pulled him BRAVERY OF CAPT. W. N. GREEN.-Among up off of the ground, and putting him, together the interesting incidents of the battle of Chan-with the ambulance-sergeant, the color-sergeant, cellorsville, that of the capture of the colors of and the two privates, under charge of two of his

IN STATU QUO.-"Joe," said a soldier to a comrade, who was reading the morning paper, "where the devil's Statu Quo? I see this paper says our army's in Statu Quo."

"Dunno! replied Joe" reckon she must be the east fork of the Chickamorgy!"

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