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The New South, 1862-10-25

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luony, miu out unit- ujvio von U UJTIU4VH V* IMVMV Over the whole land broc?ql the spirit of the new ' War Secretary's openly Attired belief that the war which ought to have cndff' in September, must i infallibly end in January. frhat onr own Government was doing during allffiese months of golden , opportunity, you, sir, kno^better than I.*' During all this time a ni|]tm ire seemed to paralise the national leaders, ajd the " golden oppor-! tunity " was lost forever. ,|he Army of the Potomac remained listless Jn lb lines fiom September to March, while in f?eriicky, Gen. Buell, at the head of magnificent dolisnns remained at Louisville, smoking olgara^andiheld in check by a rebel force at Bowling Green, nofmore than a fourth as large as his own. * Jt w.is during this period of gloom that Mr. Stanton came into the Ctbinet, and influenced those presidential orderst4o " advance,' which saved tno country, but which also provoked that hostility of military imbeciles and secret traitors, which pursues Mr. Stanto# with unrelenting fury to this day.-? Wash Nat. Me. ublictn. mm m ?What Cato said about Ips boy fallen in battle may be *aid by thousands: - - ? " Thanks to the gods 1 my hoy has done his duty. Welcome, my son I There grt him down, my friends, How beautiful is death when earned by virtue! Who would not be that youth 1 What pity 'tis That we can die but once to save our country! Whv sits this sadness on your brow, my friend *

OVUUVUV1 V* *w Island, last Thursday night about twelve o'clock. She evidently intended to run the blockade but by mistake got into the wrong port. The Captain, upon discovering his error* set fire to the vessel, and, together with two me' composing his crew, endeavored to escape in nis boat, lfe was captured by our picket near Jay Point. The vessel, together with the carg , is entirely destroyed. The captain states that t te is an English schooner, of 18 tuns, from Nassau, loaded with salt. The Firing on toe Planter.?The Steamer Planter, while making a rcconnoisance toward Bluffton, on the 18th instv was fired into from the shore, by rebel sharp-shooters, and four men of the 48th Jf. Y. Vols, were wounded. One of the men, Corporal Doran, has since died from his Capture of two Officers.?Captains Hudson and Prouty, with six men, of the 6th Connecticut Regiment, crossed to the main land from Lady's Island, and were captared by rebel cavalry. The

managed to disarm them both without awakening their suspicions, he coolly drew his revolver, cocked it, and pointing it at the men, quietly ordered them to row him to Fort Pulaski. The men, completely taken aback, were inclined to treat the matter as a joke, but his quiet and determined manner soon convinced?*hem of his earnestness, and they were fain to obey. Unfortunately, night came on, the Corporal lost his way, and was obliged to pass a sleepless night with these men, one of whom confessed that he watched nearly all night for an opportunity, when the Corporal was overcome with sleep, to strike him on the head with an oar. But Corporal McFadden, remembering, no doubt, that, " Eternal vigilance is the price of Liberty." kept iiwake. and next morning reached Fort Pulaski, safe from the clutches of hig Southern friends. > 14 ?The ?'SuillaCapt. Loganson, a small onJiAnnor nf iR tun* ran ashore near St. Helena

Before God's throne to plea? the right, ? Than all the fleshly arms of might ) Enlisted in this earthly strife, For Shivery or for Freedom's life. J. C. Z. > A Golden Opportunity.?Mr. Hurlbert, in his second 1 tter to the editor of the New York Timesy describes from his knowledge acquired daring his long confinement in Richmond, the golden oppornity we had to crash the rebellion during the Fall of las. year, whjn the rebels, lulled into confidence by their first victory at Bull Kun, and Loping, for an early peace, had permitted tbeir armies to dwin* die into insignificance. Mr. HurlbeH bays: * " Before I left my fi st prison I had obtained am. pie evidence to show that the Confederate govern* meat was sinking rapidly in the estimation of toe Southern people, and that in consequence of its unpopularity and incapacity, the military condition <-> i ?e? r

i something in that line himself, put a musket in his hands and Mr. McFadden, became a conscript, with the rank of corporal. But strange to say Corporal McFadden did not appreciate the kindness of his Southern friends; he was not ambitious of military distinctions; he considered the " pen mightier than the sword" and much preferred to handle the former article. But necessity is a stern mistress and McFadden had to accept his fate and bide his time?and when the time came, he was equal to the emergency, as our readers will confess. It seems that last Monday, corporal McFadden obtained permission to go with two men. in a boat to the Savannah marsbea-tw sbeot pigs. About miiday the Corporal proposed a lunch, which was acceded to by the men. While the men were engaged in eating?the Corporal, taking up one of I the mimic a ifc and examining it carelessly, spoke tO

I should have blushed if Caio'a house had stood ' Secure, and flourished in a civil War." ?? The Southerner, the Southerner, Sir!" exclaimed a chivalric F. F. V.?" will fight as long as he can crawl." " No doubt, but not as long as he can run, quietly replied the Northerner. LOCAL HEWS. A Refugee jroii Savaknah.?-Corporal McFadden of the 47th Georgia Volunteers, managed to make his escape to Fort Pulaski and, strange to ! say, bring two prisoners with him. Corporal Mci Fadden is a Yankee school-master, who emigrated I to the South for the purpose of bettering his own condition, and at the same time, enlightening the Southern mind and leading it in the pleasant paths of knowledge. But the Southerners, it ; seems, thinking that the man who could " teach i thn vnnncr idea how to shoot' might be able to do

One of those generous souls and brave, Who in our country's awful strife, Fear not to hazard health and life,? That they may shield her precious heart. From Treason's fierce envenomed dart. He was a widow's costly gilt; The avenging sword she could not lift, But placed it in his strong right hand, O sorrowing heart! 0 noble soul 1 Enow that thy son has reached the goal Of all that glorious shining throng, Who live not in the poet's song, Nor the historian's partial story; But in the purer, nobler glory, Of oonadous Spirits high above, Who died alone for country's love. His angel eye now watches thee, His prayers still aid his country free ; And she and thou art more defended. By all the martyr souls ascended,

occurrence is attributable to their rashness in veni turing on to the main land with so small a force, j where being cut off from all aid they were obliged ; to succumb to superior numbers. ^ Accident to the Steamer Bcjn*sn>fi.?The Steamer Burnside, Capt. Wilccc^ towed into this port last Friday night, by 0tegim-3x)at Sedate. She was discovered by the Sedrtft off Wassaw Sound drifting about in a crijppled condition, having broken her screw", and lost hdr rudder. She left St. Augustine, Fla. last Monday, with forty passengers, bound for this port, and was crippled i in a gale off the Georgia coast. She witi be towed to New York for repairs. i , '.I . > 1 i A . Schooner Ashore.?The schooner Jenny Lind,

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