Southern shield., 1852-10-02
Letter from an old Soldier.

! ASGtOA A1ULII CHI ULA DOLAAOL'
 We have believed, (says the Huntsville
 Mthern AdvOcate.) since the canvass open
 actively, that Scott would carry Tennessee.
 'ere was some disafection at frst-some ! f soured politicians flew of-but the bone l al sinew stood firm, closed their ranks, fix ebayonets, and charged on their opponents. : B indications now are that the Soldier State ] isfe for the gallant old soldier who has al l RYs led the columns to victory. As one of kh, many indications we see, we copy the foi- rlowng letter from Lieut.. Shields, of Savier bounty. East Tennessee. The Knoxville Register says he lis one of those who volun- tered from Sevier county to serve in the Mex ican war; was afterwards Lieutenant, com missioned by Polk; fought in every battle in the valley of Mexico; was several times wound Pd in battle, as the scars on his body testify" He now is enthusiastic for Scott Listen how he talks about his old Commander-his words ome bursting forth from the heart and com aunitates an electric thrill to the hearts of | ther
 SEvIERvILLE, August s, 1852.
 ToTHE EDITOR :-I learn by the newspa-
 ers that some man in "Little Kentuck" has
 hcome very angry at me because 1, a Dem crat, should support my old commander, General Scott. had supposed this was a | Ga. hot hoH ,ri,yh I 4O
 Dte for whom he pleased. The writer of tat article says that am a convert In tat you are correct; was Democrat, and a first felt like supporting Pierce; but when I remembered the trials and dangers had gme through with, while under Scott, did nd feel that could do my feelings justice ani vote against him.
 When thought of the long and toilsome
 march from Vera Cruz to the city of Mexi- co when we were fifty days in the heart of anenemy's country cut of from all supplies, as well as from all communication with ouT own country and friends, surrounded by guerilas on every side; and when you heard ofus again we had planted the star-spangl led banner upon the Halls of the Montezumas and it was still floating triumphantly in the 1 breeze over as brave an army and as noble commander as ever went forth 10 battle 1 ard wiien heard 6Iy Gr@ve old co-1uiandel aoused 1 could stand it no longer. Vel d) rememeber with what kindness he visit ei the sick and wounded in that campaign and how he administered to their wants day after day. tell you, Mir. Editor, the officers and soldiers under his command loved him. You, my brother soldiers re- member how he visited the hospitals in of Mexico, and how he administered to the wants of the sick-furnishing each man with shirt, blanket, a pair of shoes, and one dollars worth of tobacco, and for one drew all these comforts, and knapsack also, as did all others who lost theirs in battle.-- But now am to be abused because chose to vote for my kind, generous, noble and brave old commander; and that, too, by a man who fires from behind masked battery and won't sign his name.
 I venture the man who is writing against me, and who is trying 10 tear down Scott, never slept on wet blanket, never stood sentry at night for his country; was never put on half rations and hard crackers, and was never compelled to drink warm water unless it was to work off dose of physc. But if am not much mistaken, in Novem- ter next we will give you nasty plate of Scott soup, that you will find warm enough for your comfort, and the water of 1t shall be real Niagara water.
 But said the soldiers under Scott's con- mand loved him. You, brother soldiers, remember when he was arrested; you re- member the morning he left the army for the United States, and what was done that day; yes every regiment marched round his quarters, clad with badge of mourning, in order to show how they honored and loved him. You know we had orders not to cheer; but one of the volunteer companies was obliged to cheer and break the solemn silence, and cheer they did. This was a company o{ sharpshooters who took part at Vera Cruz and Csrro Gordo, and who did so much of the guerilla fighting on the road to the valley of Mexico. They were a noble set of fellows, and did their duty to a man. You all remember how slow and sluggishly we marched up the hill that brought US in view of the capital, before the battle of ContIeras, and, on arriving at the top oft, there was our brave old comman- der looking through his spy-glass and cry ing out to us as we passed him: Boys, the capital, the capital, the capta'!" My fel- low soldiers, how did you feel in that hour? Didn't you feel new life take hold of your weary, toil-worn limbs; and were we not led on from victory to victory until Scott was arrested and torn away from his noble