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t Tt t X ft I ft o r <r t ft it $ VOLUME XV. SANDERSVILLE, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY, JUNE 19, 1861. NUMBER 25. J. M G. MEDLOCK, EDITOR AND PROPRIETOR. .j.™ jl! 0 Central Georgian i3 published w A5 r at Two Dollars per annum, parable in advance. Any person sending FIVE NEW SUB SORIBERS, accorapaniod with the Cash, will be famished with a copy of the Georgian for one year FREE OF CHARGE. Remittances by mail in registered letters at our risk. The Georgian is the organ of the Planters Club of Hancock, and will publish tho proceedings of the regular monthly meetings of the Executive Committee. It will also contain, each month, at least one original article from the pen of some member of tho Club. Subscribers wishing the direction of their paper Changed, will notify us from what office it is to bo transferred. . , ADVERTISEMENTS conspicuously inserted at •51 00 per square for the first insertion, and 50 cents per square for each subsequent insertion. Those sent without a specification of the number of insertions, will be published until ordered out, and charged accordingly. ..... Sales of Land and Negroes, by Administrators, Executors, or Guardians, are required bylaw to be held on the first Tuesday in tho month be tween the hours of ten in the forenoon and three iin the afternoon, at the Court-house m the county n whi ch the property is situate. Notices of these sales must be given in a public gazette forty days ' F No?iees t0 for h tho a saU of Personal Property must fee given at least ten days previous to die day of ^Notice to Debtors and Creditors of an Estate must be published forty days. Notice that application will be mac*o to tue Uoui t o fOrdinary for leave to sell Land or Negroes, must bo published weekly for twomonths. Citations for Letters of Administration must be published thirty days—for Dismission from Ad ministration, monthly six months—for Dismis sion from Guardianship, forty days. Rules for Foreclosure of Mortgage must be puo- Uislied monthly for f®ur months—for establishing lost papers, for the full space of threemonllis for compelling titles from Executors or Administrators where a bond has been given by the deceased, tue Tull space of three months. Publication will always be continued aecorlmg to these, tho legal requirements, unless otherwise ordered - , ——- but a flush rested there, and out of the thinnest face, under the arch of broad temples, deepened by masses of the blackest hair looked two eyes, whose soft and tender pleading would have touched the hardest heart. ‘That little thing is sick, I believe,’ said John H , compassionately.— ‘What do you sing child?’ ‘I sing Italian, or English,’ she said softly. John H , had been looking at her shoes. ‘Why?’ he exclaimed, and his lip quivered, ‘her feet are wet to her ankles, absolutely; her shoes are full of holes. By this time the child had begun to sing, pushing back her hood and fold ing before her little thin fingers. Her voice was wonderful; and simple and common as were both air and words, the power and pathos of the tones drew together several of the habitues of the reading room. The little song commenced thus— ‘There is a happy land, Far, far away.’ Never could the voice, the manner, of that child be forgotten. There al most seemed a halo around her head ; and when she finished, her great spark ling eyes turned toward John H • . Look here, child, where did you learn that song? he asked. was the DJiscelluttcous. ‘In Sabbath school, simple answer. ‘And don’t you suppose there is a happy land ?’ lie continued, heedless of the many eyes upon him. T know there is ; I’m going losing there,’ she said so quietly, so decided ly, that the men looked at each other. ‘ ‘Going to sing there?’ ‘Yes, sir. My mother said so. She used to sing to me until she was sick. Then she said she wasn’t going to sin" any more on earth, but up in heaven. ‘Well—and what then?’ A sketch. ‘And then she died, sir,’ said the child, tears brimming up and over on the dark cheek, now ominously flushed scarlet. John H was silent for a few moments. Presently he said : ‘Well, if she died, my little girl, you may live, you know.’ ‘O no, sir ! no, sir ! (very quickly) I’d rather go there, and be with moth er. Sometimes IYiave a dreadful pain in my side, and cough as she did.— There won’t be any pain up there sir; it’s a beautiful world !’- TIow do you know ?’ faltered on the lips of the sceptic. ‘Mv mother told me so.’ Words how impressive! manner ! how childlike, and yet how wise! I John LI had had a praying ; mother. His chest laboured for a mo- | ment—the sobs that struggled for ut- I terance could be heard even in their 1 deeps—and still those large eyes, like ■ magnets, impelled his glance towards ! them. j ‘Child, you must have a pair ot i shoes.’ John n -’s voice was husky. c I Sirnui aneously hands were thrust in Alas! it ! pockets, purses pulled out, and the as i tonished child held in her little palm more money than she had ever seen before. ‘Her father is a poor, consumptive ntil I die ’ he said ; ‘and I will have ; organ grinder,’ whispered one. /I sop- hth that he may yet come out of dark- pose he’s to sick too be out to migh “GOING TO SING IN HEAVEN” ‘If I could have your faith, B , rdadlv would I—but I was born a sceptic. I. cannot help my doubts more than I can the results they lead to I can't look ou God and a future as vou do; with my temperament,_ and the peculiar bias of my mind, it is ut terly impossible. So su’d John II , as he walk ed with a friend under a dripping um brella; for the night was stormy and verv dark, though the brilliancy of the .shop lamps made a broad path of light alon" the wet sidewalk. John H— , was a sceptic of thirty" years standing, and apparently hardened in his unbe lief. Everybody 7 ha-.l given him up as -unconvertible. Reasoning . ever so ■fairly and calmly made no impression upon the rocky soil of his heart. In ■ ologians disliked the sight o! his mas sive face, and h .mble Christians sighed as he passed them. A. man, wit;, such capacities, they said—wim such gen erous impulses (for everybody knew bow kind he was)with an in edect 30 enriched, and powers of the keenest ■metal—and yet no G as ■ no nope >>* the future !—walking \\ ith the lamp at his feet, unenlightened, was sad, very sad. v But one friend had never given him up. When spoken to about him—‘I will talk with and pray for that man | less into the marvelous light. And ill, how wonderful that light will ;eem to him—shut up so long ! And thus, whenever he met lam jlohn H. was always ready 7 for ‘a talk,) ilr. B. pressed home the truth upon him. In answer, on that stormy 7 night, he only said, ‘God can change a scep tic, John. He has more power over your heart, than you have, and I mean still to pray 7 for you.’ ‘Oh, I have no objections, none in the world, seeing is believing, you know. I’m ready for any modern miracle, but 1 tell you it would take nothing short of a miracle to convince me. However, let’s change the sub- Along the sloppy street went the child under the protection of John £[ .but not with shoes that dranli the water at every step. Warmth and comfort were hers now. Down in the deep, den like lanes of the city," walked the man, a little cold, child hand in his. At an open, broken door they stopped ; up broken, creak ing stairs they climbed. At last anoth er^ doorway opened, and a wheezing voice called out of the dim arch Val letta.’ ‘O father ! father! see what I have j brought you ! look at me ! look at .me !’ land "down went the hoarded silver, I and venting her excessive joy. the ect . I’m hungry" and it’s too far to go i child fell, crying and laughing togeth ip town to supper this stormy night— er, imo the man s arms. especially as I shall shut up shop ear ly. Whew! how the wind blows i Here’s a restaurant, let us stop here.’ How warm and pleasant it looked in the long brilliant dining-saloon ! Was he a man ?’ A face dark and hollow, all over grown with hair, black as night, and uncombed; a pair of wild eyes; a body bent nearly 7 double; hands like Clusters of gas jets streamed over the i claws. . „, •litter and colour of pictures and gor-1 ‘Bid he give you all this, Carletta? eous carpets, and the rows of marble ‘They all did father ; now you shall " • ’ ’ 1 ■' '' ' *— — ■>' — have soup and oranges.’ Reflected back the lights as well as the >reat mirrors. The two merchants had eaten, and vere just on the point of rising, vhen a strain of soft music came hrough au open door—child’s sweet ,"oice. ’Upon my word that is pretty 7 ,’ said John H. ‘what marvelous purity in ,hose tones!’ ‘Out of here you little baggage,’ jried a hoarse voice, and one of the waiters pointed angrily to the door. ‘Let her coine in,’ said John H. springing to his feet. ‘We don’t allow them in this place, sir,’ said the waiter, ‘but she can go in the reading room.’ ‘Well, let her go somewhere, for I -Want to hear her,’ responded the gen tleman. All this time the two had seen the shadow of something hovering back and forth on the edge of the door; now they followed a slight little figure, wrapped in a patched cloak, patched hood, and leaving the marks of wet feet as she walked. Curious to see her face—she was very small—John lured her to' the furthest part ot j sick and ‘Thank you, sir—I’m sick, you see —all gone sir—had to SGnd the poor child out, or we’d starve, sir. God bless you sir 1 I wish I could play you a tune; and he looked wistfully towards the corner where stood the old organ, baize covered—the baize in tatters. . ‘It’s no matter,’ said John LI , with difficulty. ‘I’ll come and seeyou some other time,’ and he groped his way down stairs. One month alter that the merchants met again, if by agreement, and walk ed slowly down town. Threading innumerable passages, they came to the gloomy building where lived Carletta s father. . No—not lived there; for as they 7 paused a moment, out came two or three men bearing a pme coffin. In the coffin, the top nailed down so that no mourner might open, provided there had been any such, slept the old organ-grinder. Tt was very sudden sir, said a w o- man who recognized his benefactor.— ‘Yesterday the little girl was taken vided by John H . The child lay there, not white, but pale as marble, with a strange polish on her brow.— Oh, how those dark eyes on the in stant became eloquent, as John H sat on the side of the bed 1 ‘Well, my little one, so you are no better ?’ ‘Oh, no, sir 1 Father is gone up there, and I’m going,’ Up there! John H turned un consciously toward his friend. ‘I wish I could sing for you,’ she said, and her little hands flew together. ‘Do you wish to sing?’ ‘Oh, so much ! but it hurts me. It wont hurt me up there, will it?' Where was the child looking, that there seemed such wonder in her eyes ? * Did you ever hear of Jesus ?’ asked John H ’s friend. ‘Oh, yes!’ ‘Do you know who he was?’ ‘Good Jesus' murmured the child, with a rare smile. ‘B , this breaks me down,’ said John H , and he placed his hand kerchief to his eyes. ‘Don’t cry, don’t cry; I can’t, cry, I’m so glad!’ said the cihld, exulting- ly; and she looked up as if Heaven’s light were already dawning on her. ‘What are you glad for, my dear?’ asked John II ’s friend. ‘To get away from h<ye,' she said, deliberately. ‘I used to be cold so m the long winters, for we didn’t have fire sometimes; but mother used to hug me so close, and sing about Heav en. 0 But I did have to go out, because they were sick, and people looked cross at me, and told me I was in the way ; but some were kind to me.— Mother told me to never mind, when I came home crying, and kissed me and said if I was his the saviour would love me, and one of these days would give me a better borne ; and so I gave my self to Him, for I wanted a better home. And oh! I shall sing there, an 1 be so happj 7 1 Christ sent a little angel in my dream—mother told me Re would, and that angels would car ry me up there. Oh, I feel so sleepy 1’ “ With a little sigh she closed her eyes. ‘H , are faith and hope nothing ? asked Mr. B , pointing to the lit tle face taking on such strange beauty, as death breathed icily over it. ‘Don’t speak to me, B ; to be as that little child I would give all I am worth,’ was the broken response. . ‘And to be like her you need give nothing, only your stubborn will, jour sceptical doubts, and the heart that will never know rest until it finds it at the feet of Christ. O, my friend, resolve, by the side of this little child, who is soon to be ‘singing in Heaven,’ that you will be a follower of ray Saviour. ' Let reason bow here, befoie simple, trusting faith. There was no answer. Quietly they sat there in the deepening shad ows. . The hospital doctor came in; he stood oft’ a linle way, and shook his head. It needed no elosc inspection to see what was going on. Presently the hands moved, the arms were raised, the eyes opened yet glazed though they were, they turned still upward. ‘See ! see 1’ she cried. ‘Oh, there is mother! and there are the angels Land they are all singing-all singing! Her voice faltered, her arms fell, but the celestial brightness lingered vet on her face. Feebly she turned to those who had ministered to her, fee bly smiled—it was a mute return of thanks for all their kindness. ‘There is no doubting, the soul tri umph there,’ whispered Mr. B——. ‘It is wonderful,’ replied John H , looking on, both with awe and ten derness. ‘Is she gone ? _ He sprang from his chair as if he would detain her, but the chest and forehead were marble now, the eyes had lost the fire of life ; she must have died as she lay looking at them. ‘She was always a sweet little thing,’ said the nurse softly. John H stood as if spell bound. There was a touch on his arm ; he started, and turned. ‘John,’ said his friend, w.th an im pressive look, ‘shall we pray 7 ? For a minute there was no answer then came tears; the whole frame shook as he said -it was almost a cry, ‘Yes pray ! pray !’ An i from the side of the dead child went up agonizing pleadings to the throne of God. That prayer was an swered—the miracle is wrought—the lion -is a lamb—the doubter is a be liever—the sceptic a Christian. Care less reader, may a little child lead you? „ sighed, rebelous sons were a thorn in the heart whose rankling prick was felt to kill all joy. Merchants may have amassed their millions; their names may have been honored in va rious parts of the globe ; but in a mo ment when success and security have attendod some favorite scheme of haz ardous enterprise in all the bitterness of anguish the soul have whispered.— This is but mockery to him who and the repose of old age deprived of the sweets of a happy retrospection ? If short lived parents leave unique daughters well endowed, young men of promise and appreciation will be bold, and young lovers will play the brave Loehinvar and fair Imogene on the most convenient stage, with a Dri ver fora scene shifter. It might be a subject of serious inqui ry, why the young ladies that run This is out mockery iu mm ij, —a -—- . would ask it to atone for the absence I away are generally either heiresses m of domestic love. Poets have lived : their own right, or have awfully rich whose brows have been wreathed by i papas? Why beauty is the attribute, a fascinated nation, but whose spirit if not the possession, of an heiress and have loathed the laurels, for thorns grew at home. But never monarch, merchant, nor poet, found domestic bliss a joy too much. He who has once possessed it would not barter it for all on earth besides. Bayonets Will Win The Fight. It has been published that the dis tinguished Gen. Lee has given his opin ion that this war is to be fought main ly with cannon. We doubt if he ever gave such an opinion, though it may be a very true one, if the war should cease now, as cannon have done the work so far. But, while our Govern ment has heavy ordnance and a large supply of it at certain points,-designed to become a bride is to be at once called lovely? It may be a vague fancy for a change, a longing for the ‘jenesais quoi’ of female hearts—which has led many dear girls to run away. The reason why bachelors marry are far too insignificant to enumerate. They never run away with a dower less maid, or a dowager-matron. Mon ey is scarely an object, unless there be a'good deal of it. Most men look up on a runaway match as taking unnec essary pains for their trouble; while sensible women deem it taking a great deal of trouble for their pains. Sometimes a lax lover runs away without the bride, leaving the family- in a ludicrous predicament, and the young lady in the agony of disappoint- for particular purposes, it would seem ) to rely 7 mainly upon infantry to do the j ' me nt- fight.ng, whenever the enemy has ; — landed and proposes a pitched battle j The Charge ol Marat at Eylan _ i 1 . . Q /-v f'n v* uro KnliOAti' 1 11 f* down helpless mortals than an ordina-1 Our firing was excellent, and the rv man. Amid the roar of artillery, 1 shells scattered in all directions when and rattliDg of musketry, and falling j they burst. They, could hardly ap- of sabre strokes like lightning before ; proaeh the guns which they were fir- iiim, that loftv white plume never ling for the shell which came from tue once went down, while ever and anon it was seen glaring through the smoke of battle, the star of hope to Napoleon and showing that his ‘right’ arm was still uplifted and striking for victory. He raged like an unloosed lion amid the foe ; and his eyes, always terrible in battle, burned with increased lustre, while his clear and'steady voice, heard above the turmoil of strife, was worth more tliau a thousand trumpets to cheer on his followers. At length see ing a knot of Russian soldiers that for a long time had kept up a devouring battery. "Within our encampment fell a perfect hailstorm of canister shot, bullets and ball. Remarkable to say not one of our men was killed inside our encampment. Several horses were slain by the shells and bullets. Finding that bombardment would not answer, the enemy, about 11 o’ clock, tried to carry the position by assault, but met a terrible repulse at the hands of the infantry as he tried to scale the breastwork.s The men dis regarded sometimes the defences erect ed for them, and, leaping on the cm- fire upon his men, he wheeled his bankment, stood and fired at the 1 an- horse and drove in full gallop upon their leveled muskets. A few of his Guard, that never allowed that white plume to leave their sight, charged af- the him. Without waiting to count his foes he seized his bridle in his teeth, and with his pistol in one hand and his drawn sword in the other, burst m headlong fury upon them, and scattered them as if a hurricane had swept by. Murat was a thunder- ; u iy is.i-m.a. Y-7 bolt on that day. and the deeds that j for a Carolina rifle ended his life the were wrought by him will furnish j next moment, and his men fled in ter themes for the poet and the painter.’ kees, cutting them down as they camo up. One company of the New York Seventh Regiment, under Capt. \\ ar- drop, or Winthrop, attempted to take the redoubt on the left. The marsh they crossed was strewn with their b ‘dies. Their Captain, a fine looking man, reached the ffince, and leaping on a* log, waved his sword, crying, “Come on, boys ; one charge and the day is ours.” 'The words were his last on the plain. So far we believe the Government has provided but a very small force of cavalry, and is almost without field artillery. This is con clusive evidence that the infantry reg iments are to do the bloody and deci sive work. And while we excel the North vastly in the effective use of the rifle and muskets, we excel them more, perhaps, in the material for a desperate charge. Knowing this, and knowing too, the natural impetuosity of our troops, our officers will calcu late to win the day in every battle by a hand-to-hand fight. This is what our men want, what they expect. Taking into consideration the char acter of the opposing forces, and the feelings which influence and urge the men, our Government has . isely de termined to rely upon infantry. Filled with the fiercest hatred of the enemy who are invading our soil, ravaging our fii Ids, committing atrocities un ist terrible aspect, this ■ i curing lucse cuaigea mv n mid-winter, in 1807, Yorktown, June 11, lbbi.—An 0 f t h e enemy, on the hill, were at iportant and bloody one engagement, lasting for hours, took j ng to concentrate for a general a occurred. France and place yesterday (Monday) between five but the s |, c n f rom the Uowitze , n 1 1. flip Irnons from Olu * t 1\ a rvi Ac on* It is at Eylau that Murat always ap pears in his most terrible aspect. Ihis battle, fought in mid-winter, in 1807, was the most im that had then Russia had .never before opposed sue strength to each other, and a complete victory on either side would have set tled the fate of Europe; Bonaparte remamed in possession of the field, and that was all; no victory was ever so like a defeat. The field of Eylau was covered with snow, *and the little ponds that lay scattered over it "Were frozen sufficient ly hard to bear the artillery. Seventy- one thousand men on one s.de, and eighty-five thousand on the other, aro=e from the frozen field on which tney slept the night of February , without tent or covering, to battle for a conti BATTLE OF BETHEL CHURCH. Full Particulars. [From tlie Richmond Dispatch Extra, June 11.j regiments of” the troops from Old Point and 1100 Confederate troops, consisting of Virginians and North Carolinians, under General Magruder at Bethel Church, Y^ork county. Be fore telling you of the battle, I will give you some circumstances preceding it. About two weeks ago a party of 800 Yankees came up from Hampton and occupied Bethel Church, which position they held a day 7 or two and then ^retired, leaving written on the walls of the Church several inscrip tions, such as “Death to the Iraitors! “Down with the Rebels!” &c. To of these the names of the j ror back. At the redoubt on the I riqht a company of about o00 New ; Y"ork Zouaves charged one ofour guns, ; but could not stand the fire of the in- ] fautry, and retreated precipitately. During these charges the main body attempt- assault, tzer Bat tery prevented them. As one regi ment would give us the effort, another would be marched to tlie position, but with no better success, for a shell would scatter them like chaff. The men did not seem able to stand fire at all. About one o’clock their guns were silenced, and a few moments after their infantry retreated precipitately down the road to Hampton. Our cavalry numbering three com panies, went in pursuit, and harassed them down to the edge of Hampton. As they retreated many of the woun ded fell along the road and died, and covenn". to oauie ior awuu .nearly all - ----- . , , n i — o-—„ nmit A n.rereau on the left, was utter- | writers were defiantly signed, and all tlie w hole road to Hampton was strewn '- outcd°in the morning. Yd van- j of the pensmen signed themselves from I v;ith havresacks, overcoats, canteen- I V luutvu , . , | cing through a snow stonn so thicli u; New York except one, who was from ' mU3 kets, &c., which the U n I V...15 ^ o enemv the Russian “Boston, Mass., U. S.” To these excur- thrown off in their rerreat. mentionable upon our women and could not Wn ^his ranks with sions into the interior, of which this children, and threatening to subjugate cannon mow -u - .u Cos- i was the boldest, Gen. Magruder de- an,I enslave ns, our n;cn will never i tl.e.r tdered ! Sined toml k stop, a, nfueoording- surrender. They may be cut to pieces , sacn. cava y, • almost ■ Iv filled the place after the Yankees and killed, by in suianagetnent, or by j to charge, cainc .1 ‘ ° ^ f eW companies of his own 111* » of their own I™™.-to. £& fey were viiWe wop? In addiuoJ to this, be deter- our columns-may be broken and disor-| ion, lances ■> mined to carry the war into the ene- dered, but they will "'“'’" f " ,7 j "Hemmed in and overthrown, the my'e country, Md on Wednesday last throw down their arms. W ith the j Demme i () f in 000 Stanard’s battery of the Howitzer Bat- fate of rebels and traitors, with arms j whole uiv sion, composed of | bta } the Church their hands, hanging over then,, our ; -en w, h h e - of oOO, were ^ „ a portion men had soldiers will ask fo? no quarter; nor, ! captured or slain. Jetton^ sn ™ believin'* the reported atrocities of the I storm clearing up revealed to Napole enemv will they be in the humor to ! on the peril to which he was brought, "rant any. In'fact the zeal, the en- and he immediately ordered a grand thusiasm may endanger their effective j charge by the Imperial Guard and the fighting; for- we apprehend it will be | wholo^valr^ Jothmg. waslfur^r | guns. ^ ^ finjt excursi om rather di&cu.t, 111 a great, •«■ ^ j the bringing of his reserve into of considerable importance was ma ,e. keep them to a steady, measured ad- an °, ° t f . his earlv stage of I A detachment ol 200 infantry and,how- vvliere it was soon joined by a portion ol Brown’s battery, of the same corps the North Carolina Regiment, under Colonel Hill, was also there, making in all about 1100 men, and 7 howitzer After the battle, I visited the posi tion they held. The house behind which they had been hid had been burnt by "our troops. Around the yard were the dead bodies of the men who had been killed by our cannon, mangled in the most frightful manner by the shells. The uniforms on the bodies were very diffrent, very many of them are like those of the Y irginia soldiery. A little further on we came to the point to which they had carried some of their wounded, who had since died. The gay looking uniforms of the New Y r ork Zouaves contrasted greatly with the paled, fixed faees of their dead owners. Going to the swamp through which they attempted rattier mmcu.t, m a , , £ rin „ incr of hi 3 reserve into I of considerable importance was mauc. 3vvamp through which they auemptcu keep them to a steady, measured ad- j tha ° ° t tllis ear [ y sta o- e of ! A detachment of 200 infantry and„how- j t0 pas3 lo assault our lines, presented vance, after they have got sight o. the ; He e 0 j i ° | gun under Major Randolph, and I mother bloody scene. Bodies dotted enemy. Their impulse will be madly ; the batde but there | ^ Q f 70 iDfantry) ^ nd another how.t- j the black m0 rassfrom one end to the to rush on, to leap upon the enemy, so “^ lth hio-b renutation zer under Major Lane, of the North | other . y saw one boyish, delicate- I- : rv(n«tnil rliTTt»rr>nt. i r.i 1 «rwi>rl ivit : to bear him down,.trample him, pin him to the earth.' And therefore it is of the first im portance that every infantry soldier Murat sustained his high reputation on this occasion, ndr r oved himself for the hundredti great confidence should have a bayonet. We hear ofj him. Nothing companies now in Virginia, perhaps | sing than the t whole regiments, are unprovided with j ment. “‘ c g w'hile^Murat 1 ior Lane passed within sight of Hamp this, the most essential weapon for as- j trembled m the Jm and Js they turned up the road to aault and the weapon which must de- j Fepare^ ^ squ ^, onSi mak- ! return to Bethel, encountered the Y an- C1< The Mi-sissippi rifle is the arm of j ing in all 11,000 well mounted men, ^.numbering about 90, who were me, worthy of the loleon placed in be more impo- cld at this mo- .1 the Empire Carolina regiment, started different routes to cut off a party which had left Hampton. The party was seen and fired at by Major Randolph’s detach ment, but made such fast time that they escaped. The troops under Ma- some of our troops, and there is no bayonet attached. All such should have a good Bowie knife, for otherwise they wiTl be forced to club their rifles. There is no sort of doubt that our men will readily enough stand the fire of the enemy, but they will be impatient of long range, and a charge with bay onets set will be their first thought. They are pretty well disciplined, it is true, and know the importance of obe dience, but the sight of the invader and the smell of blood will probably be too much for them. By all means they should have bayonets, but fail ing in that a Bo.vie knife will do good service. If ever there be a great bat tle between the forces, of a large army of each nearly even matched shall meet, it will prove to be the "battle of the centuiy, perhaps the battle of his tory. Such a scene of carnage and destruction will be present d as will affright the nations. The bayonet, yes the bayonet, must be relied on to win.—Chronicle & Sentinel began to move over the slope, with the Old Guard marching sternly behind. _ Bonaparte, it is said, was more agi tated at this crisis than when, a mo- looking fellow lying in the mud, with a bullet hole through his breast. His baud was pressed on the wound from which his life blood had poured, and the other was clenched in the grass that grew ne ir him. Lying on the "round was a testament which had fall en from his pocket, dabbled with blood. On opening the cover I found tu„d by the Russians. Bu t _ as be , in" style. The Yankees .fled for their kees, numbering about 90, who were t ) je printed inscription, “Presented to entrenched behind a fence in the field, tbe Defenders of their Country, by the protected by a high bank. Our ad- j ^ York Bible Society.” An U. S. vance guard fired on them, and in J bag was a l so stamped on the title page, another moment the North Carolinians Among the haversacks picked up saw those seventy squadrons come down on a plunging trot, pressing hard afier the white plume of Murat, that streamed through the snow storm far in front, a smile passed over ins countenance. The earth groaned and trembled as they passed, and the sabres, above the dark and angry mass below, looked like the foam of a sea-wave as it crests on the deep. The rattlms of their ar mor, and the muffleu tuunuer of their tread, drowned all the roar of battle as with firm, set array, and swift, steady motion, they bore down with their terrible front on the foe. The shock of that immense host was like a fall' qa jnountain, and the front line of tl. -w’.an army went down like a fro-.. rk before it. Then commenced a protracted"fight oi lianrK 1 i... Unnrl nirnrd tn cwnul flfs in t lift lives after firing for about three min utes without effect,leaving behind the... three dead and a prisoner. The fel low was a stout, ugly fellow from Troy, N. Y. He said that he ha<t nothing against the South, but some body must be soldiers, and he thmig! 7 he might as well enlist None of our men were hurt. This bold excursion, under the very guns of the euemy, determined the au thorities at Old Point to put a swp to. it and clear us out from Bethel, a his determination was convened to us by persons who came from the neighbor hood of the enemy. On Monday morning, about six hundreu infantry and two guns, under Gen. M .gruder, left the camp and proceeded to Hamp- Life's Chief Happiness.—Do mestic happiness has intrinsic worth ; it may be iealized in poverty ; it is in ternal ; above the control of circum stance. Such happiness is a flower of paradise that has been suffered to stay beyond its walls; and thougli with us it does not bloom in original perfection; yet its blossoms, as we gath er them, are too lovely to leave us in doubt whether it is worth our culture. Of all earthly goods, this is Heavens’s best gift to"man. Whilst there is no other "kind of joy that can compensate for its absence, it may alike gild the mud walls of the cabin, or shed vitali ty and warmth over the cold state of the fiopfmfvts 1 tohand, and sword to sword, as in the j ton ; but after advancing a mile or two rp h i nnd un awuv with ! cavalry action at Eckmuhl. The clash received information that the Yankees «"«’f T > was litelhs ringing of wore coming ,n large force. Wa then rents or guardians, in the face of the countless hammers and horses and, ri- ?orid, and without money to pay the ! ders were blended in wild confusion dominie, is now-a-days becoming so'.together; the Russian reserve vere fashionable that even rustic moralists : ordered up, and on these Murat fell lasuiouame Liiau with h j s g erce horsemen, crushing and 6 What’s 6 toe use of a sweetheart, if! trampling them down by the thorn vou can’t marrv ? and why are the sands. But the obstinate Russians prayer boots pruned with all the for- disdained tolly, and ralbed again mi mula of a ceremony, if one is to die in again, so that it was no longer cava.rv solitary bliss, without wearing a lace he room, where there were but few gentlemen, and then motioned her to ling. The little one looked timidly ip. Her cheek was of olive darkness. it seemed if he aw ay. He died at six last night. The two men went silently up stairs. The room was empty of every thing save a bed. a chair, and a nurse, pro- dU; S ed right palace." There is n. condition of life y [St. to which it may not add untold price. Monarchs-there .have been who have heard the exulting shout of victory, have joined it for a moment, then inly veil, or a wreath of orange blossoms, or having heaps of wedding cake, a whole service of silver, and set of jew els? Every one knows that marriage is a civil contract, and old folks are too absurd, if they think of being surly and uncivil to handsome young men with winning ways, that the civil in stitution of matrimony is to be entirely robbed of its character, •"y?. } domestic engine of tvi. ■ jj’ 7 . the hopes of youth ’ situ, horse galloping through broken hosts that, gathering into knots, still dispu ted, with unparalelled bravery, the fed and rent field. It was during this strange fight that Murat was seen to perform one of tliose desperate deeds for which he was so renowned. Excited to the high est pitch of passion by the obstacles that opposed him, he seemed endowed ! with ten-fold strength, and looked were coming in large force. YVe then retired, and after reaching camp tlie guns were placed in the battery, and the infantry took their places behind their breastwork. Everybody was cool, and all were anxious to give the invaders a good reception. About nine o’clock the glittering bayonets of the enemy appeared on the hill opposite, and above them waved the Star Spangled Banner. The mo ment the head of the column had ad vanced far enough to show one or two companies, the Parrot gun of the How itzer Battery opened on them, throw ing a shell right into their midst. along the route were many letters from the Northern States, asking if they i;ked the Southern farms, and if the Southern barbarians had been wkip- H out yet. force of the enemy brought j against s was 4,000, according to the j - tntetnent of the six prisoners we took. Oars was 1,100. Their loss in killed and wounded must be nearly 200. Our loss is one killed and three wounded. The fatal case was that of a North Car olinian who volunteered to fire one of the houses behind which they wore stationed. He started from the brest- work to accomplish it, but was shot in the head. He died this morning at the hospital. The wounded are Harry Shook, of Richmond, of Brown’s Pat tern 7 , siiot in the wrist; John YY’Arth, of Richmond, of the same Battery, a iot in the leg, and Lieut. Huduall, of the same battery, shot in the foot. None ot the wounds are serious. As there was force enough at Old Point to send up to Bethel and sur round us, we took up the line of march and came up to Yorktown, where we now are. I would merely mention here that on 3 of our corps picked up, on the field of battle, a memorandum book, be longing to one R. M. Parker, private in me 2d company 1st regiment Ver mont Y r olunteers, in which I find the following entry: “June 5th.—Harriet Lane demolish ed the battery opposite. Six Massa chusetts privates shot accident! lly carelessness in an attack. Eight hun- r a shell right into their midst.- troops arrived from New T!«ir ranks broke m contusion and, ^^ wm m the column or as much of it as we t° r • , ,., could see, retreated behind two small j board wou e . p . farm houses. From their position a j So, there is the trutn about Pig fire was opened on us, which, was re-j Point. We have punished the Yan- nlied to by onr batteries, which com- kees awfully, depend upon it, in every * iiiu- nnnrmnli Imfilr* wp Kn.vf* vp.h nan with. li&e a superhuman Sg °S ■ lie of lie" approach., tatfo wo havo jet had with tom.