rest in the blacksmith's shop, carpenter's shop, and church. On Monday morning most of the prisoner surgeons were removed to Manassas, all being required to give their parole; but all declined except Drs. Pugnet, Swift, Winston, Buckstone, and De Grath. These latter returned and resumed their duties in the hospital. During the absence of the surgeons, twelve of the wounded died. Thirty-two had died up to the time of Mr. Doherty's escape. On Friday night, about five minutes before 10 o'clock, by a preconcerted arrangement, Capt. Allen and Messrs. Doherty and Waldorf-who had from the first been allowed a reasonable freedom of movement-approached the guard at the blacksmith's shop. I must not forget to mention that Mr. Waldorf was wounded in the arm, and that Capt. Allen had contrived to exchange his officer's uniform for that of a private, and that he successfully affected to be wounded also. By an arrangement with a Rhode Island soldier, they were to be informed by a signal when the guard should reach a certain point on his beat. Thus prepared, they approached the sentry, and assuming the character and tone of Confederate officers, called out to him "half-past ten there!"-they having previously ascertained that the guard was to be relieved at 10 o'clock. The man, suspecting nothing, immediately walked to the end of his beat to look for the relief; at once the signal was given by the Rhode Islander, and the three prisoners leaping a fence, noiselessly crossed a little brook, and were quickly concealed in the woods. Mr. Doherty believes that they were not missed till the roll-call the next morning. They pushed forward with all speed that night and all of the next morning, steering by the moon, until, at 2 o'clock on Saturday afternoon, they reached the house of a Mr. Macon. Here they resolved, at all risks, to stop and make inquiries. By Mrs. Macon, who alone was at home, they were so closely catechized as to render their situation peculiarly uncomfortable. They passed for men of the Fourth Alabama regiment, and she showed that she was familiar with that corps, by inquiring as to the fate of two officers named Grey. Doherty told her that one of them had been killed. This she promptly denied, from the strength of other information which had reached her, but her suspicions were removed by the explanation that "the Grey we mean was a private." The fugitives, however, seeing that Mrs. Macon was by no means a person of easy credulity, lost no time in relieving her Southern hospitality of their presence. Near Leesburgh, still passing for Alabamians, they met a man who was satisfied with their story that they were picking blackberries, and had got separated from their regiment. He kindly informed them that they would find their comrades at Ball's Mill waiting for artillery. Near Milford they met a little boy and girl, who directed them, for information, to the house of a Mr. Edwards, where they arrived at 5 P. M. on Saturday. Here also they perceived they were suspected, for a horseman rode up, and after conferring with Edwards, departed hastily-when they slipped away. As they were pressing with all speed towards the Potomac, a party of about ten horsemen came suddenly upon them and ordered them to halt; but as they had a high fence on their right, enclosing a cover of trees, they took no further notice of the challenge save to leap the fence, the horsemen discharging their pistols at them, and take refuge among the trees. Some farmers of the neighborhood, hearing the firing, were promptly on the spot with their guns, and joining the horsemen, took down a part of the fence, and began a search. Meantime the fugitives had cut down branches from the trees, and with these and some light brushwood, concealed themselves effectually. Mr. Doherty assures us that as the troopers beat the woods, the horse of one of them actually trod slightly on his leg, as he lay in his hiding place. After perhaps an hour and a half of ineffectual search, they abandoned the woods, and took to the road, concluding that the prisoners had given them the slip, and got off in that way. Before going, however, they left a man on guard, who very soon lay down on a log but a few feet from his hidden foes. Doherty, almost exhausted, had availed himself of the occasion and this cozy concealment, to take a nap, and when he was roused by the captain, who whispered that they must be moving, he had just dreamed that he was a prisoner again, and could not easily shake off the impresssion. Their guard was still sleeping, and they might easily have killed him with a six-shooter, their only arms, but forbore from fear of bringing the people down upon them. At 44 o'clock Sunday morning they reached the Potomac. Here they found a solitary horseman, who made a sudden rush, no doubt to give the alarm, whereupon they plunged at once into the river, and partly by swimming, partly by wading, reached Long Island, 17 miles from Washington. Mr. Doherty assures me, and Capt. Allen will, I believe, cordially indorse his statement-that nothing could exceed the magnanimity of the Confederate officers towards their prisoners, wounded or unwounded. Not a harsh word fell from them to mortify or insult the men who had just struggled with them, sword to sword, and bayonet to bayonet; but on the contrary, they displayed a lively solicitude for their comfort. This kindness was especially conspicuous in the artillery and cavalry officers. Capt. Ball, who, whilst a prisoner at Washington, had been guarded by a detachment of the Seventyfirst, was assiduous in his hospitable attentions. He and his men (who were not in the fight as has been reported) sent milk, eggs, and brandy. A farmer in the neighborhood, named Rickett, was very kind. He and his wife sent the national wounded soup, gruel, and a young lamb. They feel especially grateful to Capts. White and Patrick, and Col. Barker. The latter said to them, "Take good care of yourselves, boys, and see that your wounded have what they require." Gen. Beauregard rode up to the hospital, and gave particular orders that the enemy's wounded should be well attended. I am happy to record the manly evidence of these gentlemen. No dying man's throat was cut, they say-no dead man robbed.-Baltimore Exchange. ONE of the rebel papers gives the following reasons why our army was not pursued from Bull Run by the enemy: Under such a thorough defeat, rout, and disorganization of the Federal army, it might have been driven from Virginia; and Alexandria, Arlington, and all their intrenchments and guns on this side the Potomac taken. Great as the victory has been, its results would have been incalculable could we have pursued the flying and terror-stricken enemy to the Long Bridge. And why was it not done? Simply because As far as ascertained, the following field-officers, on the side of the Confederates, are known to have been either killed or wounded at the battle of Bull Run: Beauregard had not the force. Though only a part and I wouldn't take my parole if they'd give it to of the army was engaged in actual battle, all had been | me."-Richmond Dispatch. on active duty the whole day. The combined forces of Beauregard and Johnston did not exceed thirty-five thousand men in the field. At least half of these were engaged in the fight. The rest were under the fire of the enemy's guns, with an occasional encounter. All, in fact, were on the battle-field and in battle-array, from the earliest hour in the morning till the defeat in the evening. Every man was needed. There were no reserves.-Boston Transcript, Aug. 10. MRS. CURTIS.-The female prisoner brought to this city on Wednesday, proves to be a Mrs. Curtis, of Rochester, N. Y., sister of a member of the Rochester regiment. She is quite young, but by no means prepossessing. The sleeves of her dress are ornamented with velvet tape chevrons, and the jockey hat which she wears is tucked up on one side with a brass bugle, indicating military associations. She is quite talkative, and does not disguise her animosity against the South. Lodgings have been provided for her in a private house.-Richmond Whig. THE END IS NOT YET.-Let not our people deceive themselves with the notion that either the first or second battle of Bull Run is decisive, or likely to terminate the campaign on the Potomac. Facts do not justify such hopes, nor our position warrant the expectation. The forces of Scott must, of necessity, be demoralized by the brilliant action that has crowned the Southern arms with victory over great odds. But the invading army is neither destroyed nor captured. Our forces are comparatively quite small. Washington is not taken. It is strongly intrenched, and Scott has available many more troops than ourselves. The forces that have just been routed will be rallied, reinforced, and brought back into the field with every precaution and advantage that generalship and military resources can furnish. The prestige and position of the Abolition Government, no less than Scott's reputation, urge them to prompt and peculiar efforts to retrieve the late severe check they have met with. McClellan has already been sent for. Circumstances all point to a speedy renewal of battle on the Potomac. The next struggle will be one of life or death to the invaders of great importance to us in regard to the time of the war. It is to be hoped that our own brave forces will be properly stengthened, and our able and indefatigable generals put in condition not only to defeat and discomfit, but to annihilate the enemy, and drive his remnant from the polluted soil of Maryland, and soon end the war.-Charleston Mercury. RICHMOND, VA., July 25.-We hear of but one account, with few exceptions, from all the prisoners taken by our men everywhere, and that is that they came here without any intention of fighting the South, but were compelled to unite in the invading movement, and that if they were home they never would be caught in such a scrape again. The last assertion may be true, but not a word of the rest. The circumstances under which they left the North are known to the South as well as themselves, and their very name and organization, volunteers, contradict every word they utter. We confess we have more respect for the most impudent among them Col. Corcoran, for example, who, we understand, says: "I went into the business with my whole soul, Killed or mortally wounded.-Gen. Bernard E. Bee, South Carolina; Gen. Francis S. Bartow, Georgia; Col. Nelson, Second Virginia regiment; Col. Fisher, Sixth North Carolina regiment; Col. Mason, of General Johnston's staff; Lieut.-Col. Ben. F. Johnson, Hampton Legion; Major Robert Wheat, Louisiana Battalion. Wounded.-Gen. Kirby Smith, regular army; Col. Wade Hampton, Hampton Legion; Col. L. J. Gartrell, Seventh Virginia regiment; Col. Jones, Fourth Alabama regiment; Col. Thomas, of Gen. Johnston's staff; Col. H. C. Stevens, of Gen. Bee's staff; Major Scott, Fourth Alabama regiment. Gen. Bee, one of their killed, was a West Point cadet of 1844, and won distinction in the Mexican war. Gen. Bartow was a prominent Georgia politician. Major Wheat is a well-known filibuster. He was killed by a sergeant of the Second New Hampshire regiment, while in advance of his battalion, leading them on to the charge, after which they fled in every direction. Gen. Smith is a cadet of 1841, and served with distinction in the Mexican war. Col. Gartrell was a member of Congress from Georgia, always one of the leaders of the disunionists in that State.-Boston Transcript, Aug. 5. left Washington Monday night have reached this city. RICHMOND, VA., July 24.-"Two gentlemen who The tale they tell is awful. They say that no words can describe the terror, confusion, and dismay which pervade the Rump authorities. All the boats were removed from the south side of the river, and the draw on the Long Bridge was raised to prevent the army this side emptying itself on Washington. But for this precaution there would not now be a Yankee on this side the Potomac."-Richmond Enquirer, July 25. ONE HAND FOR THE UNION.-In the battle of Bull Run, Henry Benson, of Kenosha co., Wis., fought gallantly with his regiment, the Second Wisconsin. He was first shot through the hand, and exclaimed, and down with the traitor!" Just then a ball struck "There goes one hand for the Union. Rally, boys, him near the heart. He died exclaiming, "Tell my father I die like a man fighting for the Union."-Boston Journal, Aug. 7. THE Rev. J. M. Willey, the indefatigable chaplain of the Third Connecticut regiment, relates the following curious incident: While the troops were resting at Centreville, he concluded that, as they were about to advance on Manassas, it was of great importance that they should be cheered and encouraged in their work Expecting to remain at Centreville over Sunday, he selected a text and arranged the plan for a sermon to be preached to his regiment; but alas! the early march of Sunday morning defeated his purpose, and although the text still remains, the sermon was never preached. It is sufficient to say that the text selected by Mr. Willey was that in Psalm lx., and 7th v., "And Manasseh is mine."-N. Y. Tribune, Aug. 6. ONE of the Fire Zouaves, who had been in the battie of Bull Run and vamosed very soon thereafter, was recognized near Washington market, in this city, a day or two ago. "What the devil are you doing here?" asked the acquaintance, when he recognized him, "got leave of absence?" "No!" thundered the Zouave. "I got the word to fall back' at Bull Run, and nobody has told me to halt, so I have kept on retreatin' ever since, and got away here." Who says that Fire Zouave is not under thorough discipline?-N. Y. Tribune, Aug. 6. A CORRESPONDENT of the Petersburg (Va.) Gazette, in recounting the incidents of the battle of Bull Run, says: Our regiment by this time had come in reach of the enemy's cannon. The balls fell before and behind us, but no damage was done. We now threw our knapsacks away to engage in a hand-to-hand fight. We ran to the point at which the fire seemed to be most severe. Advancing in front of the cannon, we got within musket-shot of our enemy, and fell to the ground, having a slight mound to protect us. Had we been standing, scarcely one would have been left. Twice did the cannon-balls throw dirt upon me, and musket-balls whistled by the hundred in a few inches of my head. Several of our regiment (18th Virginia) were killed, but the exact number I know not. Young Hatchett was wounded, but not seriously, the ball entering his leg. Men would raise their heads a few inches from the ground to peep, and several times were shot in that position. Men fell on my right and left. We remained about 10 minutes receiving the enemy's fire, and were not allowed to return fire. The command to fire came at last. We rose and fired with deadly effect upon our foes. We rushed forward to the top of the hill, and fired again; also a third time. Now for the first time the foe began to retire in a run and great disorder. I think that a great majority of the regiment upon which we fired were killed. No boasting, God forbid to him all praise is due. At our approach the enemy left an excellent rifled battery, manned by regulars, in our hands. They fought until all their horses were killed, and nearly every man. We were now left victors of the field, and started in pursuit of the foe. We followed them for a mile or so, and were then brought back within a mile of Manassas, marching at night a distance of six or seven miles. The fight lasted eight hours from nine to five. I cannot describe the horrors of the fight. Noise and confusion of many kinds prevailed-the firing of cannon, the discharge of musketry, the whizzing of balls, the bursting of bombs, the roar of artillery, the tramp of horses, the advance of infantry, the shouts of the conquering, the groans of the dying, the shrieks of the wounded, large numbers of the dead lying upon the ground, the carrying of the wounded by scores, and all enveloped in a dark cloud of smoke, all go to make one vast spectacle of horrors such as I never wish to see again or hear. Many were the dead and wounded over which | I was forced to pass, both of our men and of our foes. Oh, how I wanted to aid them, but could not! The fight was desperate. The enemy succeeded in carrying off hundreds of their dead, but left many behind. Our cavalry, who pursued them in the direction of Centreville, report the road strewn with dead and wounded. Our enemies are not cowards. Many men were found with bayonets in them, some side by side, each with his bayonet in the other. Our enemy is said to have run generally when we advanced with the bayonet. Certainly this was the worst of the fight. Gen. Beauregard, who commanded in person, told us that he would depend principally upon the bayonet. Gen. B. cheered us as we advanced, and our loud cheers in return were said to have frightened the enemy.— N. Y. Tribune, Aug. 5. ADDENDA TO THE CELEBRATED "6 NINE MILES TO THE 19 JUNCTION." BY LIEUT. MILLARD, U. 8. A. Now three months have passed and yet still the name When we scampered from Manassas Junction ! For next time they'll know, as we march on the foe, NEW YORK, Aug. 9.-A letter received in this city from Atlanta, Ga., gives this incident of the battle at Stone Bridge': A staff officer from Charleston, engaged in the battle of the 21st of July, says: "I rode out the day after the battle to view the ground, and passed piles of dead in various positions. Under a large tree I saw a body lying, very handsomely dressed, with a fancy sword, and a handkerchief over the face. It attracted my curiosity. I stopped, removed the handkerchief, and saw one of the handsomest faces I ever met with, of a boy not more than twelve or fourteen years old. His appearance and dress indicated high social position; probably he was a temporary aid to some general officer. To ascertain who he was, I examined his pockets, and found a Testament, in which was written, 'James Simmons, New York. From his loving mother. My son, remember thy Creator in the days of thy youth.' "I wished very much to take the body away, but I was six miles from quarters, on horseback, and it was impossible."-Evening Post, Aug. 10. ONE of the most interesting incidents of the battle of Bull Run, says a Southern journal, is presented in the case of Willie P. Mangum, jr., son of ex-Senator Mangum, of North Carolina. This young man was attached to Col. Fisher's regiment, I believe, and owes the preservation of his life to a copy of the Bible presented him by his sister. He had the good book in his left coat-pocket. It was struck by a ball near the edge, but the book changed the direction of the bullet, and it glanced off, inflicting a severe, but not dangerous flesh wound. The book was saturated with blood, but the advice written on a fly leaf by the sister who gave it was perfectly legible.-N. Y Times, Aug. 5. 17 A PACK OF CARDS SAVES A LIFE.-As an incident | commerce, to buy cheapest and sell highest with all of the Bull Run fight, it is mentioned that a soldier the world, and enjoy peace and amity with all the of the First Connecticut regiment had a Bible in one world and the rest of Puritan Pilgrims. pocket and a pack of cards in the other. A ball struck the pack, and when half-way through "begged" at the sight of an ace somewhere, thereby probably Very respectfully, saving his life.-N. Y. Tribune, Aug. 5. G. B. LAMAR. -N. Y. Times, Aug. 12. LETTER FROM G. B. LAMAR. J. C. FERRILL, ESQ.-DEAR SIR:-You will scarcely believe that I, here, so near the battle, could not get any particulars of it, except as related by President Davis's telegram on Monday morning, till Tuesday night, whilst your son, with the fatal news, arrived here on Wednesday morning from Savannah. I do most cordially sympathize with your loss-a great loss-of a most promising son. a glorious battle, for a most glorious cause, and the But he died in victory so dearly purchased with the best of Georgia's blood, will redound to the good and glory of the whole South for centuries to come, under Divine favor and guidance, to whom be all the praise and all the glory. DEATH OF LIEUT. MANGUM.-We deeply regret to learn that Second-Lieut. Willie Preston Mangum, battle at Manassas. Lieutenant Mangum was a son Company B of the Sixth North Carolina regiment, of ex-Senator Willie P. Mangum, of North Carolina, died on Tuesday of the injuries received in the late and was a man of brilliant promise, and an officer of rare tact and ability. He was only saved from inforce of the ball.-Richmond Whig. stant death by a Bible in his pocket, which broke the valiant parson, says there was some tall running from Bull Run. Lovejoy, the abolition member of Con"TALL RUNNING."-The American, edited by a gress from Illinois, was the first to reach the White House, almost breathless from his rapid flight, and announced to the President the disaster to the Fedegives the following additional account of the distinguished Republicans who concluded that the better ral force. The American, a rabid Republican print, part of valor was discretion, and therefore showed their heels to the enemy: The citizens of Richmond, like those of Winchester, are exerting their utmost efforts in behalf of the wounded. A committee arranges for their distribution; they are carefully taken from the cars to the private dwellings; the first families in the State and city have opened their doors to all without discrimi-State Agent Hudson "had the pleasure of participatnation, and their wives and daughters do the nursing, ing" in the Bull Run affair. It appears that other distinguished Indianians than and all are vieing who shall accommodate them. of action informs us that foremost among the "partiThis is noble, and will soon restore all that can be cipators" were Hon. Henry S. Lane, and John Peter cured. A bird from the scene I visited many, yesterday and to-day, of the Clever Shanks, whilom of Congress, but now of Gen. devoted Georgians of the Seventh and Eighth regi- Fremont's staff. They had gone down to snuff the ments, and, with one exception, who cannot live, I battle from afar, (we think the farther off the better envied them the honor of their wounds. pating" at a distance, until the chase began. In no mood for being distanced, they promptly made tracks for such soldiers,) and "had the pleasure of particito find, when arriving where it ought to have been, that horses were a vain thing for safety in times of for the conveyance which had brought them out, only stampedes, when, as concerning umbrellas in a rain, the laws of meum and tuum are wholly suspended. Their conveyance had heard the news too, and was The battle was most bloody with them, and made much more so by the unfortunate mistake of three other regiments of our own firing into them. Bartow bravely redeemed his pledge to make the name of his State illustrious. Foremost of all, he met dangers appalling to any one else, and finally fell, leading his brigade to the charge, having previously lost his horse, shot from under him, and received a spent ball in his thigh. The enemy thought, up to 4 o'clock, they had the victory-and so they had; but the opportune arrival of two fresh regiments turned the battle, and gave us a glorious victory. On our retreat previously, our wounded fell into their hands. They treated them kindly, lifting them into the shade, and leaving them with canteens full of water, and I am credibly informed that even then they told our men that they did not like to fight them; they had no cause, but were compelled to do it. Hence (I think it was) that they fled so readily when the reverses occurred. My impressions are that, with proper legislation by Congress-cutting off all collusion between our enemies and Europe by letters of license to pass the blockade, by putting an embargo to endure as long as the blockade does; by repealing the tax on imports, and making every inlet from the Chesapeake to the Rio Grande a port of entry, so they cannot be effectually blockaded; and by levying a direct tax on everybody, on all property and upon all incomes to the amount of $25,000,000 to $30,000,000; and by the issue of Treasury notes receivable for taxesthe Government will have soldiery enough, money enough, and will soon have open ports and a free VOL. II-POETRY 2 how they stripped the harness off; how they arranged just are the retributions of history! Virginia origi- 18 stitute the bowie-knife and revolver for the civil | day, when I was made prisoner and sent to Manaslaw. Now her own area gleams with Federal bayonets, the rebel newspapers are suppressed by the file of soldiers, and the civil process supplanted by the strong military arm. Claiborne F. Jackson led one of these raids into Kansas, which overthrew the civil authorities, and drove away honest citizens from the polls. To-day, the poisoned chalice is commended to his own lips; a hunted fugitive from his chair of office and his home, he is deserted by friends, ruined in fortune, and the halter waits his neck. Thos. C. Reynolds, the late Lieut.-Governor, is a German Jew, born on the Prague; his former name was Reinhold. Twenty-five years ago, in South Carolina, he advocated the right of Secession, and did much to poison the public mind of that State. He, too, has his reward in disgrace and outlawry—not daring even to come within the borders of the State which so lately delighted to do him honor.-Pittsburgh (Pa.) Gazette. OUR ZOUAVES AT BULL RUN. sas. Our regiment, had they been the veterans that you read about in the life of Napoleon, might have held that hill, but it would have been held in a short time only by their dead bodies; such, at least, is my opinion, which may not be worth much to other people, or those who have been in battles before. At I have not reany rate, I don't think I shall alter it until experience teaches me that I am or was wrong. ceived any pay from Government. Can you send me some money? I will need very little here-enough to buy a cot to sleep on, a blanket, and some underclothes will last me through the winter very comfort ably. My bed at present is a soft plank, which I am satisfied with when it is necessary; but if it can be bettered at small expense, I decidedly prefer that it should be. Such delicacies as milk, eggs, butter, &c., can be dispensed with, but when to be had by paying for them, I decidedly prefer to have them. Give my love to all, and let me know the news from Jay street, who is elected foreman in my place, and and tell Kate I will write to her to-morrow.-N. Y. Tribune. [Extract from a private letter from a Fire Zouave, now a how they are getting along. Kiss the babies for me, prisoner of war.] RICHMOND, VA., Aug. 16, 1861. DEAR BROTHER: Your welcome letter of the 3d came to hand on the 13th, by way of Louisville and Nashville. As I had written before, I have waited a few days, and have nothing new to write about. Please send a copy of that portion of my last letter relating to my capture to the colonel of my regiment, and state also that Capt. Downey, and forty-three non-commissioned officers and privates, are prisoners with me. I was very glad to know that you learned of my situation as soon as you did. It had worried me considerably, as I know it did you all until you heard from me. We hear all kinds of rumors here; some of them ble again, all was still; so I crept into the woods and MR. JULIUS BING'S ADVENTURES. WASHINGTON, Thursday, Aug. 1, 1861. Mr. JULIUS BING, a German by birth, a British subject by naturalization, and a litterateur by profes sion, arrived here to-night by the 6 o'clock Alexandria boat, from Manassas Junction, via Richmond and Fredericksburg. His story is so interesting that we give it with unusual fulness. Mr. Bing went over to Bull Run on the morning of the battle in a carriage with Senator Foster of Connecticut, and Representative Ely of New York. In the mêlée of the retreat, he became separated from his companions, and was making his way through the woods when he came suddenly upon a party of rebel soldiers, who took him prisoner. Luckily he soon encountered two old social acquaintances, Col. Lay, son-in-law of Judge Campbell, who was formerly one of Gen. Scott's aides, but is now colonel of an Alabama regiment, and in some position on Gen. Beauregard's staff, and Major McLean of Maryland. They promised him an early presentation at headquarters, but he was taken to the Junction in a wagon with other prisoners, and spent the night in the rain with them under a leaky shed, Beauregard not being accessible before morning. On Monday he was taken before Beauregard, whom he describes as a man on the best terms with the pri vates of his army, joking and talking with them quite as freely, at least, as with his officers, and enjoying little better accommodation than the common soldiers. At head-quarters he found a number of gentlemen and officers whom he knew personally, or by reputation. Among them were Senators Clingman, Chesnut, and Mason; Extra Billy Smith, Col. Miles, of South Carolina, and Col. Jordan, formerly of the War Department. This last-named gentleman boasted that he had received, before the attack at Bull Run, a cipher despatch from some well-informed person within our lines, giving full details of our movements, including the particulars of the plan of battle, the time at which operations would commence, and the number of our troops. Mr. Bing assured Gen. Beauregard that he was a |