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The square was again formed. Off rode the Colonel, round he whaeled, and here he came again, at full speed, rushing straight at the tayonet, and looking as if he the lino to powder under his charger's heels. Shooting at Long; Kange. Jacob Fresh applied to tho Government recently for a pension, alleging that ho was engaged in hand-to-hand fight with his, saber for a distance of five miles, near Huntouville, on July 2, 1SG3, and that whilo in that fight ho was cut in the right arm and shot in tho left arm and leg. One of the Government pension examiners at Washington wrote in reply; The claim is inadmissible without further and more definito information.

Tho claimant is therefore required, with the return of this letter, to state under oath, what caused him to get into a fight with his sabre; what kind of a sabre it was he got into a fight with; how ho happened to have a hand-to-hand fight with it; whether he had hands; whether there were any witnesses present dnring tho fight; how he managed to get shot while fighting with his sabre; whether it was, a shooting sabre; whether ho believes the sabre shot him; whether it shot anybody else; whether ho shot it; how many shots were fired; who fired the first shot; whether the soldier was in the habit of fighting with his sabre; how lon a tirno lie fought it, and whether ho had ever fought any other sabre. It should bo shown by com potent testimony whether the soldier shot the eabre or the sabre shot tho soldier. It should also bo shown whether they fought for the distance of five miles apart or tho sabro was-five miles long." Grant County (Wis.) Herald. A man in Chester, found one cf the old George Washington buttons while digging near a factory a fewdaysago. The button is of eon- The bayonets wavered not, though the horse came faster and with a terrible bound sprang at the squaro.

Che square stood the shock; and the next moment the horse was stretched oh the ground, with a broken bayonet ia his side, and his limbs quivering in the death agony, while the stout rider lay with his foot and knee caught, and himself unable to rise. Not a man moved; the square was silent, steady and unbroken. In another instant the Colonel was on his feet. He, replaced his 8 word in the scabbard, looked gravely and coolly at the dead horse, then at the firm array of soldiers, and then said in his quaint way: Very well done, boys; both the horse and the men, did their duty. Now we are ready for the lancers." The men cheered not a little.

Revolutionary Anecdote. At the meeting of the New Jersey Historical Society at Newark, Gov. Price, in response to a toast, made a speech, in which he related the following" anecdote: On the day preceding the night on which Gen. Washington had determined to cross tho Deleware and attack: the British at Trenton, an Englishman in the neighborhood dispatched his son with a note to Gen. to warn him of the opproaching danger.

The General being deeply absorbed in a game of chess when the note was presentad, without wihdraw-t ing his attention from the game, Andcrsomllle To-Day. Andersonville is now nothing but a railroad station, and the only thing that characterizes the spot is the immense Union cemetery of some twenty acres, over which floats the star-spangled banner. The cemetery is constructed on the spot where tho prisoners were buried, and the trenches were dug with such precision and regularity that the soldiers were not disturbed, but allowed to remain as their comrades interred them, working under the watchful eye and fixed bayonets of tho Georgia Home Guard. Tho cemetery is surrounded by 'a stout wall, with an iron gate, and is under the supervision of a superintendent, who lives on the grounds. It is a plain spot.

There is not much attempt made to ornament this city of our martyred dead. It would take a great deal of even such iufluence as plants and flowers possess to dispel the melancholy memories that haunt this hill in the pine woods of Southern Georgia. There are actually burled on this elevation 13,715 men. The soldier whose identity was preserved by his comrades is marked in his resting place by a white marble stone rising ten inches above the ground. A square marble block with the word Unknown" on it is repeated about 1,000 times in the cemetrv'.

Part of the stockade is still standing. There arc two rows of trees one inside the other. The outer row, has fallen down, save a few posts here and there, but a large part of the inner wall still stands. Trees have grown up around the old pen, and a thick growth of underbrush now covers the site of tho prison. No traces of the famous brook that ran through tho stockade remain, nor of the wonderful well dug by the prisoners.

It i3, all now a mild and peaceful section of the country. Many of the soldiers in the cemetry have handsome headstones lifted to their memory, by friends in the North, and efforts are frequently made to have certain graves "kept green" with flowers and shower pot. Cincinnati thoughtlessly put the note in his vest pocket. After the battle the next day when Gen. Rahl was brought in mortally wounded, the note was found un- per, a little larger than an old-fash- ioned cent, and bears in the ccntro the letters G.

with "God, bless our President'' arouhd the outcc edge. It is a valuable relic. t'That is my stump said the veteran, as he pointed to lib, wooden leg, read in his pocket. i 0 Vf have received from the Orwell Des Moines, Iowa, copy of the Patriotic Song Book' eontainingone hundred songs appropriate for all patriotic occasions 4.