183..ein~ Sk-~~ every moment to see the Yankees bursting out-of the woods. But it was only a humore of Col. Magruder's, to test the mettle and promptness of raw troops in the event of real attack. I believe the experiment was regarded, at headquarters, as entirely satisfactory. The imaginary enemy tnever came e out of the bushes, and the line was shortly recalled. A hundred and fifty yards below the tavern, or HalfWay House, on thie opl)osite side of the Hampton road, stood a large, handsome white mansion, the residence of a Mr.. Russell. This was Col. Magruder's headquarters. In a field above this house, we spent the'night and a portioli of the next day, which was Saturday. -Sonie of us had now been at Bethel aind its vicinity for- four days, and had certainly had opportunities enough to learn the whol e surrounding country. Saturday afternoon we were roused from our state of temporary inactivity by a courier with news that Mator Randolph -was fi,lghting the Yai nkees below Bethel,, and stat they were advancting in force. Every thing was started at a double quick down the road. On reach-ing the cbihrch, we saw the Major and a portion of the third Howitzers, undler Lieut. West, coming down the hill from the Elizabeth City side. The enemy were -certainly advancing, but the advance consisted only of two prisoners, regular Neaw Yorkers, who had worked in a mnachinie shop, they said, and had come "downi South," for the sole purpose of " seeing a W little fun." Their power of seeing fin, or anything-else, was somewhat restricted at -the time they were brought i, for they were both blindfolded; one of them beiing led by Argyle,:a stalwart Howitzer,,-.who had him by the wrist and shoulder; the iother following in similar style, in the custody of another member of the same Ccompany, whose name has escaped my recollection. Why the prisoners were l)inlfolded, I have never been able fully to comprehend. I have sometimes supposed that it was an acTt of charity towards thera. to prevent their being entirely overcome by the effect of the first sight of the5 temendlous for o0f rebels gathered1 a(Bethel, and-the awe-inspiring character-of the works erected by Col. H~ills regimener. Thi~s must have been the reason, for as jects of MC on tazuma had of the cavaliers of Cortez. That night, while seated around a pine-knot fire, Capt. Werth arrived in our midst, fresh from his adventure, of which lie gave us a graphic and laughable account. Ash and the mule cart were along. This mule cart had become not only an indis pensable auxiliary in our expeditions, but underneath the'bondy was my sleeping plaee. The mos quitoes were not so tro u blesome here as they wer e at Bethel bridge, but a fresh source of annoyance way not wanting. Of all th e woods I have ever faeen in, and I have roamed through m any, iae h a s neve r been my misfortune to meet with ticks, which ei ther in numb e rs or te rocity, could compare with those Bedouin ti,eks of the Pocoson. My ankles-but why parti'cule ize? Horresco referes! Bish millah! as the Mohamedans say. These were t he only e nemy we enc ountered at Hunt's Point.. The gun-boats ha d evidently b een driven off by t he t icks. After breakfast, some of the party were preparing to go a fishing, when who should ride up but the distinguishict commandant of the Department, Col. Magruder, with his. staff. I don't mean by his staff, that he was going fishing, too, and had brought along his rod and reel-I refer, of course, To his military family. Making some remarks in his peculiar and jocose style about tile appropriateness of fishing. in general, but its impracticability at present, he oralered a retrograde movement to the'HalfWay House. We had halted there but a few minutes, when alarming orders were communicatedlto the differen3t comman ders, to make their men fall in, in the quickest possible time.; One man, who was sit-ting on the railing of the porch of the tatern, instead of fatl-irig i*, let the butt of his musket fall down on tlr bench, when bang went the load through the roof above. The olonel swore; the man apologized and r.an to his place. A line of battle was formed in the field back of the house and facing a body of woods. The cavalry gliarded one road,'and Capt. Brown's see*ion of artillery commanded- the other, which was the one along which we had just returned. To the men this was no mimice warfare-they thought that they were in actual li-ne of battle, and expected I 1863.1 Peninmkr Slccle7tes. I
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- History of the War, Part VII - Robert R. Howison - pp. 385-397
- The Fire Legend—A Nightmare - Edgar Allan Poe - pp. 397-398
- Peninsular Sketches (continued) - pp. 398-414
- The Old Man's Darling - Rev. J. C. McCabe, D. D. - pp. 415
- Antinomic Pathology - pp. 415-419
- A Lament for New Orleans - Tenella - pp. 419-420
- Agnes, Chapters VI-X - Filia - pp. 420-433
- Fable or History - Tenella - pp. 433
- Les Miserables (Fantine) - pp. 434-446
- Editor's Table - pp. 447-448
- Notices of New Works - pp. 448
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