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Georgia Cntsafcer.
THURSDAY MORNING, NOV. 7, 1861,
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an accident which happened to our second
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lar time, whioh knocked the whole of our se
cond page into pi.
Tax Collector of Greene County,
YY’c call attention to the card announcing J.
H. English as a candidate for Tax Collector of
Greene County.
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excellent physician has been appointed
in the Georgia Hospital, at Richmond, Va.,
where he is now actively engaged in tending
our iek soldiers.
The Index Suspended.
We regret to see that the old 11 Index,” which
has been so long published in Georgia, and
which has been so well sustained, is compelled
to succumb under the pressure. It was the
last paper in the State wc expected to sec sus
pende<L
The following is the card of the Editor :
Tint Index Suspended. —Yes, dear readers,
with this number the “time-honored” organ is
suspended. It is not a time for many words.
We arc neither killed or taken prisoners, but
our strategetie plans have failed in consequence
of our allies failing to meet us in due time.—
We therefore'retreat, as a military necessity,
in order to make a better stand. We now in
vite our allies composing the divisions of (Jens.
Arrearage and Delinquent, to meet us prompt
ly on the plains of Settlement, and thus ena
ble us to force from the land the myrmidons of
Cen. Embarrassment, by or before the loth
of January next. If unforseen casualties
should delay our final victory beyond that pe
riod, we will issue our manifesto in lime, con
taining full information upon the subject.
The lied Mark,
The marks each indicate a year of arrear
age, and they look badly on the margin of your
paper ; remove them forthwith by sending us
$2 for each murk.
We shall continue them until we hear from
you.
Benksactors. —What thou givest to the
poor, thou securest from the thief, but what
thou withholdest from his necessity a thief pos
sesses. God’s exchequer is the poor man’s
box ; when thou strikes! a tally, he becomes
bedc^MOft.
Tsfntfcy Ilallie.
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Fr, 'iiw !■
more The chivalrous scribe
thus IsdWflßPiy sums up the case and curtly
calls for the verdict:
Wc perceive that quite a number of radical
ly inclined anti sluvery newspapers are enga
ged in the up hill business of defending Gen.
Fremont. They are wasting their ammunition.
Fremont's defence is in his own hands. Let. him
administer a good sound thrashing to the Con
federates in Missouri, and his defense will be
satistory ; let him fail, and he goes to the wall.
Wc arc waiting for news from Fremont.
Rend your UiJOle.
Del ween thirty and forty years ago, there
was a lad who hud a sister, and this sister was
a missionary’s wife. She was ready to leave
England, and go to Africa, and was on her
way to London. Site passed through the town
where her brother was at school. It was
early in the morning, before the boys were up;
but she was going to set sail* and she could
not think of passing through without seeing
her brother. She knocked at the door of the
house, and awoke the servants They called,
“ Robert, Robert.” Up he sat in bod; His
sister went to him, and wished him good bye,
and gave him a kiss, and said, “ Robert, read
your Bible and again as she parted from
him, she said very earnestly, “ Now, Robert,
read your Bible.” She sailed for Africa; and
in six months more she was in Heaven; for
God took her. But these words of hers, “Ro
bert ; read your Bible,” sunk in her brother’s
heart. At last lie did read the Bible, and the
great change was wrought in him also. And
he is now, and has been for some time, a la
borious and useful missionary in India.
Saved ! Saved !
There is a world of joy shut up ill that lit
tle word saved; How many a dawn of rich
and golden beauty for the soul has it ushered
in after gloomy nights of deferred hope and
anxious watching ! It is always a sweet word
to hear—a sweeter word to speak. So Tull of
happy music when the lips utter it. The voice
never breathes it, but the face becomes radiant
with joy, and the eye sparkles with delight.
Every chord of the heart vibrates with inex
pressible pleasure, as its music fails upon the
car long waiting in anxious expectation.
It has a history of its own, written in the
mingled experience of sorrow and joy of ma
ny a soul. Few there are who have not utter
ed it in more or less of fullness of its meaning ;
few though whose soul it has not sent a thrill
of delight, filling it too full for utterance.—
Sound it out in the stillness of night, and some
aching heart will take it up, and send it joy
fully back again through the gloom and dark
ness. Whisper it ever so softly, and there will
be some soul that cannot contain itself for very
joy. It if the avenue through which the soul
breathes out its overflowing gratitude. Its
whole expression is that of thankfulness.
Saved ! and from what ? Ah! from a life of
intemperance, of misery, of crime, of degra
dation, of shame, of infamy, and from deuth
If you have known, kind reader, what it is
to have had the dear object of your heart’s
best affections, snatched from any of these ca
lamities, you have found no word that could
so fitly express the outgushing thankfulness
of your heart, as little word, Saved.— Ex
change.
The Georgia ' Literary and Temperance Crusader.
hti Dinner with Him.
The St. Louis Republican has many inter
esting partieulurs relating to the battle of Lex
ington, Missouri, among which is the follow
ing :
I saw one case that shows the Confederate
style of fighting. An old Texan, dressed in
buck-skin, armed with along riffe, used to go
up to the works every morning about seven
o’clock, carrying bis dinner in n tin pail. Ta
king a good position, he banged away at tbe
Federals till noon; then an hour, ate his his
dinner, after which be resumed operations till
six, P. M., when he returned home to supper,
and a night’s sleep. The next day, a little be
fore seven, saw him, dinner and rifle in hand,
trudging up the street to begin again his re
gular day’s work—and in this style he contin
ued till the surrender.
Affection.
We sometimes meet with men who seem to
think that any indulgence of affectionate feel
ing is weakness. They will return from a
journey, and greet their families with a distant
dignity, and move among their children with
the oold and lofty spieudor of an iceburg sur
rounded with its broken fragments. There is
hardly a more unnatural sight on earth than
one of these families without a heart. A fath
er had better extinguish his boy’s eyes than
take away bissheart. Who that has experien
ced tbe and Values syhnpatby
and affection, would not rather lose all that is
beautiful in nature’s scenery than be robbed
of the hidden treasures of his heart 1 Cher
ish, then, your heart’s best affections. In
dulge in the warm and gushing emotions of
of paternal love. Think it not a weakness.—
Teach your children to love—to love the rose,
the robbin ; to love their parents \ to love
their God. Let it he the studiedobject of their
domestic culture to give them warm hearts, ar
dent affections. Bind yoa-rwhole family to
gethsr by these strong cords. You cannot
make them too strong.
Parents nut Children.
It is a mistake to suppose that children iovo
the parents less who maintain a proper auth
ority over them. On the contrary they respect
them more. It is a cruel and unnatural self
ishness that indulges children in a foolish and
hurtful way. Barents are guides and counsel
lors to their children. As guides in a foreign
land, they undertake to pilot them through
the shoals and quicksands of inexperience.-
If the guide allows his followers all the liber
ty they please ; if, because they dislike the
constraints of the narrow path of safety, he
; allow them to stray into holes and precipices
that destroy them, to slake their thirst in
brooks that poison them, to loiter in woods
full of wild beasts or deadly herbs, can he bo
called a sure guide ? And it is the same with
our children. They are as yet only in the
preface, or, as it were, in the first chapter ot
the book of life. We have nearly finished it,
or are far advanced. We must open the pages
for these young minds. If children sec that
parents do not find fault without reason; that
they do not punish because personal offense is
taken, but because the thing in itself is wrong;
if they see that while they are resolutely but
affectionately refused what is not good for
them, there is a willingness to oblige them in
all innocent matters—they will soon appreciate
such conduct its real kindness.
TeTiows, wKi.cZ
tit j of Friday evening us
* ,^le classic game of Muggins in an up
to7*a store. The night waned away io the
sufAll hours, when it was suggested that they
j| *• jilay for something.” This generally means
j iajpr, cigars, tods, oysters, matters of that
! kir-d. But as it happened, all the saloons and
such like “ dens of infamy ” were closed ; so
to make the best of what forfeits
were laying around loose. Me spied a
box of McLane’a biljious pills, and proposed
that every time a man jost a game he should
take a pill. The novelty itstJ-fun of the idea
took jvith the vest, and they went op playing
with renewed interest. O was the first
loser and he Ixilted one of the globular abom
inations like a little man. G’——s turn came
next, and be swallowed the penalty without
winking ; and so the game went on. There
were twenty-five pills in the box, and three of
them were considered a dose tor all medical
purposes. Me swallowed nine of them,
G eight more, C gulped down six
J took the remainder, while Jenks got off
free. The game was hastily terminated at 3
A. M.— Dubuque Times.
The character of a nation is read in its lit
erature. Light-hearted and fickle France has
a light and trashy litarature : stern Germany,
one which is abstrusively speculative, giving
rise to transcendentalism, and other isms, em
bracing confused ideas of the essence of mind
and matter, which no other than a German in
tellect can grasp; thoughtful England has
hers—one which is more practical and condu
cive to a healthier state of morals than either
of the others ; and America, too, has hers—a
literature profound yet practical, abounding
in tropes and figures, which speak to tl.e in
ner soul, aud these enkindle those sympathet
ic emotions of virtue which constitute its true
dignity. The age in which wc live is one that
is essentially utilitarian, and no other than a
corresponding literature can meet the demands
of the human mind. The days of romance
and fiction) of utopian dreams and ideal con
ceptions, are rapidly passing away, and giving
place to a literature which has soul and body,
one wliieh is exerting calm, soothing aud eleva
ting influences on the mind. We would not be
understood as opposing beauty of diction,
rhetorical aposthrophes, and metaphors* such
as are found in the works of Chatterdam,
Ilcadly, and Ossian, but as contending that our
literature should possess body as well as dress,
and thought as well as beautifully constructed
periods and sentences.
As an individual dying of hunger cries for
bread, so docs the mind emerging from the
literary dearth of the dark ages call for
thought, and for which American writers have
made ample provision, and now invite all to
come and drink deeply of their Pierian waters.
Literature exerts a controling influence over
the morality and destiny of communities and
nations, and no country can guard with too
much caution, the character of the literary
productions circulated among the masses. If
it be refined and moral, it will exert a corres
ponding influence on the whole population ; if
it be corrupt, the great body of the people
must be so too.
YVm II Hiss, of Baltimore, Ims been indic
ted by the United States Grand Jury for trea
son.
Man’s but a vapor,
roll cf woes,
Cuts a caper,
And down he goes.”
Scott, McDowell, Harney, Fremont, and a
number of Y ankee Generals have incurred the
wrathful displeasure of the Northern populace,
been superseded in their com mandsc And been
compelled to hide their diminished "Reads.—
McClellan, himself, the vaunted chief of the
Federal army, does not secuiely holdjiis proud
position. Gen. Jotleld, dressed up in a little
brief authority, now reigns triumphant over
theMoutb of Smithland. Let him profit by
the hapless fate of his illustrious predecessors,
and be not too exultant. Francis P. Blair, jr.,
member of Congress from the city of St. Louis,
and Col. of the 14th Dutch Missouri regiment
is already exerting his powerful influence to
have his old personal friend, Elron Fishmore,
appointed Provost Marshall over the head Os
Little old Jofield. Shorn of his honor, and
deprived of his position, Brig. Gen. Jofield
may soon return to his former ignoble business
of playiug Lager Beer and drinking Dominoes
With the Dutch soldiers, spotting Secshers, and
hurrahing for Old Abe and his ga-lorlous Un
ion. Sic transit gloria, $c. —Nashville Patriot.
The Fashions.
We know of no class of our citizens who are
moTe put out upon account of the blockade,
than OU'T ladpr friends, who cafq|M
the regular account of the We
cannot say that we are glad for this, nor yet
are we particularly sad. If, however, it shall
cause our wives and daughters to learn a little
good, hard common sense, we can s«y that we
are truly glad. For years past, to a goodly
number the Fashion plates have been of more
interest than household duties. They have
worshipped at their shrine with more than
Eastern devotion, and we are sorry to say it,
to the almost utter exclusion of all mental cul
ture, relying almost entirely on dress and or
nament to pass them through the world. It is
indeed astonishing, when we think of it, that
the ladies of this country have been bound by
the fetters of Fashion so long ; compelled to
follow, unconsciously it may be, every whim
and caprice of the Empress of France. One
of the royal family having died in France, all
the dresses and bonnets which the ladies wear
must needs be dark, or trimmed with some
thing of that color, so said the Empress, and
what lady dare disobey. And still, blindly,
foolishly, if you will did the votaries of fash
ion follow her.
YVe hope anew era has dawned, and that
hereafter, reason and not blind instinct may
guide our ladies in the matter of dress. If it
is necessary that we should have a change of
fashions, lot them establish their own board at
home, or else let them do as they did in the
“good old times,” each one dress as her own
taste dictates, and her means will permit. We
confess, candidly that we would not desire to
see the fashions of a hundred years ago reviv
ed, but anything, sooner than the blind ad
hesion which has so long been given to fore
ign Fashions. These are plain truths, and if
they are not relished, the fault lies not at our
door.— N. G. Whig.
ADDRESS
Os Col. Thomas to the 15th Regiment, Georgia
Volunteers after the morning drill on the
17th October, 1861, at the camp near Cen
trcville.
sur^ un | lil6 (
ken so often however that I will not venture
to prophesy with perfect certainty.
I, like yourselves, have never been in battle.
It will lie a novel sensation to me as to you. But
by enquiring among those who have seen and
felt it, 1 have learned something” that perhaps
would be useful a” 1 interesting to you. The
great object our „..emies seem to Lave in view,
is to invent, some means or to find some plan,
by which they can kill us without being hurt
themselves. If we adopt some method to cir
cumvent this single feature of their tactics,
they are helpless, and we have them at our
mercy. The sole thing, therefore, necessary is
to go up close. YVe are told some of the rifles
in your hands will kill a man half a mile
Don’t you believe it, it is all stuff. No gun
will kill a man that far, and if they could, no
one can hit a man three hundred yards
with any certainty. You go up within a hun
dred yards or less, aud then your marksman
ship will tell. Get clsse to them, stand firm,
aim well, and not a single regiment they have
will stand before you five minutes.
But their artillery—their terrible big guns
—we hear they have two hundred of the finest
pieces of artillery in the world. YVell, I hope
it is true—we want the guns—we are entitled
to them—we know how to use them, and they
don’t—and Providence never intended that
fine cannon, nor anything else, should be held
by those who understood not their use. After
diligent inquiry, I can hear of but one single
man on our side killed by their cannon at the
battle of Manassas Plains. Providence fought
with us at Manassas. He will fight with us
again if wo are brave. He loves valor, and
He loves a valiant, soldier. He will help us,
but He will not drop cannon down to us out of
the skies. He expects to help us by putting it
into the hearts of our enemies to bring the
cannon in our reach, and there he expects us
to take them.
Another marked feature of the fight, if we
get into one, you will find to be the whistling
of the shells. Our enemies have 'Succeeded
admirably in constructing a harmless instru
ment, which makes a curious and unpleasant
noise, and it has this wonderful peculiarity;
it seems to be coming straight' at every man
who hears it. Now, we know it can’t be com
ing at but one man, or at most, two ; and the
truth is, it is coming at nobody. You have
nothing to do but pay close attention to your
hind sight, and the whistling of the shells will,
after a little, become rather a small matter in
the grand drama you are acting. The man
who hears thunder is never struck by the light
ning. The great implement of death in war
you hold in your own hands—the musket and
bayonet—and your enemies have none better
or more terrible.
Another feature of the fight will be the fall,
ing of the killed and wounded. It is a trying
thing to a man to seo his friends fall side
by side, and our first impulse is to carry
them to the rear. But remember, the best
way to save your wounded is not for five or
six to leave the ranks, and thus weaken and
break your line. This will insure his destruc
tion and your own by the trampling and bayo
nets of your enemies. Y'our wounded friends
ought to be in the rear, and you ought to be
between them and the foe. Now, the plainest
and most effectual way to do this, is to close
■up your ranks and advance on the enemy.
Soldiers you fight for your liberty, your
country, your wives and your children. You
cannot afford to be defeated. Your fate would
bo “ hewers of wood and drawers of water ”
to an enemy you abhor. Your enemies are
bought with a price—fifty dollars per head
bounty and large pay induce them to enter the
ranks to destroy your rights. Can you yield
to such a foe ? With one powerful blow let us
crush them, and return home to oar families
and friends.
An Accident of the Battle of Gauiey.
A correspondent of the Richmond Dispatoh
gives the following:
As soon as our pickets had been driven in,
and was momentarily expecting an attack from
the main body of Gen. Hosencranx, the Fif
tieth Regiment, under the command of the
gallant and accomplished Col. A. Y?. Reynolds,
was ordered to take the advance, which he did
with his characteristic bravery and alacrity.—
Almost as soon as be had assumed his position
behind the entrenchments, the booming of the
cannon and the rattle of the musketry told too
well that many a warm and brave heart would
cease to beat ere the setting of the sun.
Marching on to attack him were two full
regiments, under command of his former friend
and classmate, Gen. Benham. What a strange
spectacle is presented ! From the time they
entered West Point, up to the break out of
these unfortunate difficulties, tbpy had been
devoted friends. *They had been in the same
class, they had demonstrated the same pro
blems, and, finally, had learned the same mil
itary science. Let us see who made use of
their knowledge.
There stood our brave Colonel in command
of the right wing of his regiment, and the gal
lant Major C. Thornborn, who had more than
once taught the vandals a severe lesson, in
command of the left; both of whom though
fully aware of the fearful odds they had to
contend against, wore a determined aspect,
and fear seemed a stranger to their bosoms.
On came our Colonel’s former friend and
clasmate with his horde of vandals ; but still
we neither moved or fired a gun. They had
almost reached our entrenchments when the
clear distinct voice of Col. Reynolds rang out
“ fire !” and so deadly was our aim that one
Yankee Colonel, with many of his comrades,
bit the dust. Recovering from their confusion,
they made another firce attack, but were again
repulsed. For four long hours, until night
separated them, did these two class mates fight.
Time after time did Gen. Benham, with im
mense numbers, make desperate and fierce at
tacks upon our entrenchments ; but again and
again did our gallant Colonel, with his noble
band of Sparlaus, repulse them.
The Recognition of the Southern Conteil
eracy not Remote.
Up Io the present time the Confederates
have been successful in every field—at Bull
Run, Springfield and Lexington. How is the
question of Secession be decided ? Accord
ing to the modern theory of European nations,
as exhibited in the eases of the revolted Amer
ican colonies, of Spain, Greece, and Belgium,
dr. facto independence must be recognized.—
The time, perhaps, has not arrived when this
question can be put to any foreign State, but
the fact of virtual independence nevertheless
exists, and the period of decision cannot long
be postponed. But why are the American
continue an unnecessary and fratri
cidal war, whic-wJ II experience, up to the pren
senrume, snows it unlikely to be accompanied
by any lasting triumphs ? On the plainest
grounds of humanity, compromise would be
infinitely preferable to a continuance of hos
tilities.
The North now hopes, by its successful na
val expeditions, to seize the cotton crops of the
South, and to provide for the necessities of Eu
ropean manufacture. But we are at a loss to
know by what process the free-traders of the
South can be reconciled to the prohibitory and
exclusive tariffs of the North. We lament the
unhappy differences which now appear to be
almost irreconcilable ; we admit the impossi
bilily of expecting the South to contribute to
the expenses of a war waged for its conquest
and subjugation ; but we still have a gleam of
hope when considering the protracted and mu
tual hesitation and delay of the belligerents,
we see in the not distant horizon the acknowl
edgement of that principle of separation and
of individual State sovereignty which is now
equally valid and true as it was when the Uni
ted States first achieved their independence.—
Foreign nations have only to keep aloof from
the contest. Premature recognition would be
both unjust and inexpedient; but the course
of events appears to be forcing some notion in
this direction upon foreign Governments.—
YVise and timely compromise, accompanied by
the amicable renewal of political and commer
cial relations, ought to be the polioy of the
Federal Government; but whether this lesson
has been taught is a problem which must be
left to future history ; at present it is a specu
lation not sufficiently illustrated by the small
skirmishes which for some time past have
marked the progress of the American civil
war-— London Post.
Jolinston aud Beauregard.
The Manassas correspondence of the New
Orleans Picayune paints the two great Gener
als thus:
I have had the pleasure of seeing General
Johnston. He looks like a General. He is
about 5 feet 8 or ‘J inches in height, good form,
very erect, handsome face, thick moustache,
and beard somewhat sprinkled with white.—
His hair is slightly grey. His organs of be
nevolence and veneration are extremely large,
and his eye very full and large. He should
talk well and fluently. He has the decided ad
vantage over General Beauregard as far as ap
pearance goes. Os the two at first sight, I
would prefer Johnston. The differences be
tween the two are, I imagine, these : Beaure
gard is strictly a military man, and looks chie
fly at military results. Johnston looks at po
litical as well as military results.
Beauregard has more oautiousness, and, I
think, more determinaton —that is, Beaure
gard would never give up, but would fight
even agaiust hope. Johnston on the contrary,
with his large bqnevolence, would look beyond
mere resistence, and would not saorifice life
when there was no hope in fighting. Political
and other considerations would govern him.—
But Beauregard would fight on, and fight for
ever. Johnston having less cautiousness, I
think would make the most daring moves and
the most rash charges, and we all know that
in even apparent rashness is often the extreme
of prudence. Beauregard would probably be
the safest commander in defence. Johnston
would create the greatest enthusiasm, and in
a desperate charge would succeed best. Both
are able generals, and our rights are safe in
their hands. Either is more than the equal of
any officer in the Federal army.
The Battle of Leealmrg.
We are enabled to lay before our readers
some interesting particulars of the great battle
near Leesburg, received from a gentleman
who was in the immediate vicinity of the fight.
These statements, it will be remembered, em
body observations made on the evening of the
21st, before Ihe full extent of our victory was
ascertained. Tbe battle commenced early
Monday morning, and lasted throughout the
day. The Yankees crossed the Potomac the
previous night, and continued to come over in
large numbers as the fight progressed, until
from eight to ten thousand were landed on the
Virginia side. They were met by the forces
under Gen. Evans, viz ; the Bth Virginia regi
ment, Col. Hunton; the 13th Mississippi, Col.
Featherston, and the 18th Mississippi, Col.
Burt. The engagement very soon became gen
eral, and the fighting was terrible on both
sides, the Yankees being protected by a heavy
forest, and having the advantage in ground
and position.
They were routed three distinct times at the
point of the bayonet, and as often heavily re
inforced. In one charge the Bth Virginia cap
tured a splendid brass battery, and put its
men to inglorious flight. T*‘e enemy were fi
nally pursued to the river’s brink, where, be
ing unable to recross with facility, they made
a desperate stand, but their doom was sealed.
Our brave volunteers charged them and scat
tered liyhrieavea to the. winds an*» wa
ters. Our innWmant states that they were cut.
to pieces, and that the battle-field was thickly
strewn with their dead and wounded. The
prisoners, of whom a great number were ta
ken, said without hesitation that our gallant
troops “fought like devils.”
The loss on our side had not been ascertain
ed with accuracy on Monday evening, though
our telegraphic advices have since reported it
at three hundred in killed and wounded. This,
however, is not comparable to the loss of the
enemy. We have at this time no particulars (
except that Col. Burt, of the 18th Mississippi,
was badly wounded, and Col. Tebbs, (of what
regiment is not stated,) slightly. Our inform
ant saw three hundred Y'ankee prisoners
marching by, and upwards of two hundred
more were captured. These men reported that
at least eight hundred of their comrades were
drowned while attempting to recross the Po
tomac.
Our troops fought under great disadvanta
ges. They underwent a heavy march on the
previous day, with but two meals; slept on
their arms in the open air all night, and went
into battle on Monday morning with but an
apology for a breakfast. They fought all day,
without refreshments of any sort, and with
out reinforcements, against a vastly superior
force, to which constant additions were made
from the Maryland shore. Truly, Providence
has once more prospered our cause. Our vic
tory is glorious and complete. Not one man
on our side exhibited any signs of fear, but all
fought desperately and bravely ; to adopt the
language of our informant, “as only gentle
men can fight.”
The object of this movement of the Feder
alists seems to have been to outflank our army
on the left, as a part of McClellan’s plan for
an advance upon our lines. The result was
so disastrous that the aspiring Federal Gener
al may have to draw largely upon his straget
ical science in the adoption of some other me
thod ; or possibly he may be superseded in
consequence of this great reverse at the
OI lilfc * f - \
Other verbal accoun ts of the battle on Mon
day represent that the scene at the river, when
the enemy attempted to recross, was {earful.
The rattle of musketry, and the sharp crack
of the Mississippi rifle, mingled with surieks
of drowning men, and the panic was scarcely
less wide-spread than that of the 21st of July,
just three months before. The Federal priso
ners, numbering 523, were under guard on tile
battlefield of Manassas yesterday morning.
Later. —Among the casualities on our side
were the following :
Lieut. Benjamin G. Carter, Bth Virginia*
slightly wounded. Privates Hatcher and Don
ahoe, of the same regiment, killed. Doctors
Martin and Brock, thought to be of Mississip
pi, badly wounded.
Col. Burt’s wound, though severe, is not con
sidered mortal. Col. Tebbs is Lieut. Col. of
the Bth Virginia.
The First Company of Howitzers were not
in the fight, no artillery having been engaged
on our side.— Richmond Dispatch.
Richmond, Nov. 7.—The Richmond Whig
of this morning publishes the following from
Centerville, within hearing of the enemies
guns: k
November 3, 1861.
To the Editors of the Whig :
Gentlemen : My attention has just been
called to an unfortunate controversy now going
on in relation to the publication of a synopsis
of my report of the battle of Manassas. None
can regret more than I do this knowledge of
authority that the President is sole judge of
when and what parts of the report of a com
manding officer may be made public. I, indi
vidually, do not object to delaying its publica
tion as long as the War Department thinks pro
per and necessary to the success of our cause ;
meanwhile I do entreat my friends not to trou
ble themselves about refuting slanders and ca
lumnies aimed at me. Alcibiades, on certain
occasions, resorted to this extraordinary meth
od to occupyjhe minds of his traducers. Let,
then, that synopsis answer the same purpose
for me in this instance. If certain minds can
not understand tho difference between patriot
ism, the highest civic virtue, and office seek
ing, the lowest civic occupation, I pity them
from the bottom of my heart. Suffice it to say,
that I prefer the respect and esteem of my
countrymen to the admiratien of the world. I
hope for the sake of our cause and country, to
be able with the assistance of a kind Provi
dence to answer my caluminators with new
victories over our national enemies ; but I
have nothing to ask of the country, govern
ment or my friends, except to afford me,all the
aid they can in this great struggle we are now
ongaged upon. lam not neither a candidate,
or desire to be a candidate, for any civil office
in the gift the people or Executive ; the aim
of my ambition, after having cast my mite in
the defence of our sacred cause and assisted
to the best of my abilities in securing our
rights and independence as a nation, is to re
tire to private life, my means permitting, nev
er again to leave my home unless to fight anew
the battles of my country.
Most respectfully your obe’t serv’t,
G. T. BEAUREGARD.
The morning papers say that Gen. Lee, left
this city yesterday to take charge of the com
mand of the coast defence South of Virgian.
John C. Breckinridge has been appointed a
Brigcdier-General. ,
From Ihe Soul hern Field am] Fireside.
A Voice From Virginia
If there is any talent, and literary streugh
in the South, now is the time for its develop
ment. Now is the time to perform great deeds
—the time Io th>nk great thoughts, aud to give
others the benefit of them. While our broth
ers, sons and husbands (God guard them !) are
devoting themselves tc Ihe task of freeing our
dear land from Northern tyranny, shall we
women do nothing ? I know we can sew and
knit and help to keep them comfortable - some,
unencumbered with household cares, can even
nurse the sick and wounded : but we can do
more than this. YVhilea woman’s hands are
at work her mind is busy also ; great, noble
and beautiful thoughts will spring up while
she is engaged in the meanest occupations -
thoughts which if committed to paper might
encourage the despondent, enlighten the igno
rant—carry, in short, the very sunlight
Heaven into dark places. If you once arouse
the energies of a true-hearthed, intelligent wo
man (and with such the South abounds,) there
is no limit to what she can accomplish. It is
our privilege to live at a time very trying to
the heart and nerves of the weak, loving and
helpless, but a time also when we may lay up
treasures for after years in the shape of good
deeds and strong earnest thoughts.
Do not our hearts throb with high patriotic
sentiments, and overflow with sympathy for the
sorrowing hearts and desolate homes of cur
iandtf When* let us se«e the «pen»
these thoughts and feelings so-th to the world.
Write a few lines to console the heart-broken
wife—the aged mother ; assure them that be.
tween them and every true female heart in the
South there is a bond of union. Y'es, heroic,
sorrowing sister, perhaps hundreds of miles
away, 1, whom you beheld, in thought
take you to my heart this moment! I too have
seen my loved ones depart for the scene of con
flict, and I know what you feel. God bless and
comfort you! Do you not despond even if
they went only to find graves ; they died not
in vain—glorious martyrs that they were!
Mothers, sisters—wives of heroes—be oi good
cheer—God is merciful.
Many of my Southern sisters have come out
in the columns of the Southern Field and Fire
side, urging us to put forth our best exertions
for the establishment of a Southern Ladies’
Magazine, and I want to raise my feeble voice
(away off here in Virginia) on the same subject.
Uriah lleep was not ‘humbler’ than I am with
regard to my literary attainments, but my
whole soul is in this work ; I am willing to do
my best—what can Ido more? Our country
is full of scenes and associations calculated to
call forth all the poetry of our nature. Every
woman among us who has any cultivation
drawn out by the objects which meet her gaze,
and the circumstances which transpire around
her every day, feels herself endowed with fa
cilities which shenever before dreamed of posses
sing—feels that with a little encouragement
she may be able to let the world know she is
not quite an ignoramus. Let her then try ami
help this cause some way.
YY’itl my giited Bisters allow a woman un
known to fame to take an humble place in
their ranks ? I know I can only be one of the
‘lesser lights-’ I don’t expect to shine with
any remarkable brilliancy beside those who
have so decided advantage in the way of talents
but I want the priviledge of saying in after
years that I helped the work in desire. YVitii
a yearningd^ny^^A4MßßMMH«|nffidH
name, I offer whatever talents I possess. 1
am a eery young sister—what I shall be here
after, time will show.
Katie Hall.
Lynchburg, Va., October, 18G1.
Respect Labor—A'Word for Work.
A gentleman is a man who is gentle. Ti
tles, graceful accomplishments, superior cul
ture, princely wealth, great talents and genius
do not constitute a man with all the attributes
needed to make a gentleman. He maybe awk
ward, angular, homely or poor, and yet belong
to the uncrowned aristocracy. His face may
be bronzed at the forgo or bleached at the mill
—his hand huge and large—his patched vest,
like Joseph’s coat, of many colors—and he
may still be a true gentleman. The dandy is
a dry goods sign, and not a gentleman, for he
depends upon honor and virtue for his pass
port to good society. “ The man who has
no money is poor—he who has nothing but
money is poorer than ho,” and is not a gentle
man. Some of the mo t distinguished men in
the world of letters—in the world of art—have
been unamiable—gross—vulgar—ungentle—
consequently not gentlemen.
“You are a plebean,” said a patrician to
Cicero. “lam a plebean,” said the eloquent
Roman ; “ the nobility of my family begins
with me ; that of yours will end in you.” I
hold that no man deserves to be crowned with
honor whose life is a failure ; and he who
lives only to oat and drink accumulate money
is a failure. The world is no better for his
living in it. He never wiped a tear from a sad
face—never kindled a fire upon a frozen hearth.
I repeat with emphasis, he is a failure. In his
is heart he worships no good but gold, liven
here at tho South there are persons who deem
it discreditable and uugentlemanly to labor,
hence vast multitudes of young men shirk the
road of toil and rush headlong into professions
and positions for which they aro totally dis
qualified.
There is a true dignity in labor, and no true
divinity without it. He who looks down scorn
fully on labor is like Hermes, who had a mouth
and no hands, and yet made faces at those who
fed him—mocking the fingers that brought
bread to his lips.
He who writes a book, or builds a house,
or tills a farm, or follows any useful employ
ment lives to some purpose, and contributes
something to the fund of human happiness.
Look at the farmer, he has a share in the
bank ; but bis bank is a bank of loan, his share
is a plow-share, and the more his share breaks
his bank, the greater will be his dividends.—
He need not send his notes to New Y’ork to be
redeemed, for nature has endorsed them.
Garibaldi, the greatest hero of the age, is a
working man. Henry Clay was the mill boy
of the slashes. Daniel YVebster knit liis iron
frame into strength by working on his father’s
farm when young. The men who have blood
enough in their veins to work the brain mills
upon their shoulders, arc men who labor.— Fc
change.
Evils in the journey of life are like the hills
which alarm travellers upon their road; they
both appear great at a distance, but when we
approach them we find they are less insur
mountable than we had imagined.