Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1861-08-01

, road, alu,st slong the whole distance to
} Centrevillt, ard in this pursuit, in con-
conjunction with Radford's Cavalry, Of
Virginia, they captured twenty.oue pieces
of field artillery.
About sunset, the other regiments Of
Bomham's Brigade started, also, in pursuit
of the flying foe, by the Mitchelps Ford
Road, towards Ceutreville, and took many
prisoners and some cannon.
The remains of Gen. Barnard E. Bee
leave nere to morrow for Charleston. The
name of this officer deserves place 10 the
highest niche of fame. He displayed 6
gallantry that scarcely has parallel in his
tory. The brunt of the mornings battle
was sustained by his command until past
2 o'clock Overwhelmed by superior mum
bers, and compelled to yield before fire
that swept everything before it, Gen. Bee
rode up and down his lines, encouraging
his troops, by everything that was dear tt
them, to stand up and repel the tide which
threatened them with destruction. At last
bis own Brigade dwindled to mere hand
full, with every field officer killed or disa
bled. He rode up to Gen. Jackson, and
said: "General, they are beating us back. D
The reply was "Sir, we'll give. them
the bayonet."
Gen. Bee Immediately rallied the rem
nant of his Brigade, and his last words te
them we're: ssThere is Jackson standing
like a stone wall. Let US determine tc
die here, and we will conquer. Follow
mew
His men obeyed the call and, at the
head of his column, the very moment when
the battle was turning in our favor, he fell
mortally wounded. Gen. Beauregard wa'
heard to say he had never seen such gal
lantry. He never murmured at his suffer
ing, but seemed to be consoled by the re-
aection that he was doing his duty.
! We extract the following graphic descrip
tion of the battle of Manassas from the cor
respondence of the Charleston Mercury
written by Mr.. L. W. spratt:
I HaF Past Ten O'clock, 4. M-There
is firing on our fanking column. The enc
my has opened their battery upon it hall
way. The column responds. The firing
becomes rapid-musketry rapid. Geuer.
erals Beauregard, Johnston and Bonham,
have just come to the hill where I have
been standing. The whole scene is before
us-a grand moving diorama. The enemy
have sent ball from their riAed cannon al
us. Another. They pass over as with a
sound that makes our flesh crawl. All
have left the spot but General Beauregard
Bonham, and Johnston, and their aids
The firing has ceased at the head of oul
Aauking column. 1t is renewed again
nearer, I think, to the enemy. Another
ball exactly over our heads. A very sus
tanning force follows our hanking column
The enemy, firing at our generals, has drop
ped shot among the wagons in the edge o
the woods below, and they dash off. An
other shot follows them as they fly, and
plunges in the ground but few feet be-
hind one of them.
Eleuen O'cloch-The firing has been
awful The heads of the lauking and re.
sistiug columns are distinctly visible rom
the smoke that rises above them; and they
stand stationary for long time, but at las,
the euemy's column goes back-a column
of dust rises in their rear-a shout rises
that roars as loud as our artillery from our
men-the enemy's fire slackens--our re-
serves advance-the dust rises on to the
position lately occupied by the eneuy-we
triumph, We triumph-thsnk God! The
dust still rises in the rear of the enemy, as
though they were retreating rapidly.
Quarter before Tvezre O'clock.-The
enemy make another stand. Again there
is the roar of musketry, long, like the roar
of distant and protracted thunder. Again
the roar, but always at the head of the enc.
my's column A column Of dust rises to
the left of our forces and passes to the ene-
my's right. 1t must be intended to flank
them. 1t is feaful to think how many heart.
strings are wrung by the work that now
goes on-how many brave men must be
mangled and in anguish.
Again, the enemy has fallen back to an.
other point half mile in the rear; and the
spirals of the smoke curl up the side of the
mountain in the background The whole
scene is in the Piedmont valley, which
have often noticed to have slept so sweetly
to the west of Ceutreville, and sweeping
on down to the south. 1t is nearly level, or
seems so, and the Blue Ridge rises to form
the dark background of most magnificent
picture.
Twclve O'clock Moon.-The batteries
first opening have been silent for half an
hour, aud the whole extended valley is now
the thick of the fight Where the enemy
last took his stand retreating, the fight is
fearful-the dust is denser than the smoke.
1t is awful. They have been repulsed three
times-so it is reported by courier-ard
now they have taken their bloodiest and ii.
ma! stand.
Half Past T,veipe Oclock.-Ths firing
DOW is at its height Never have dream.
ed of such spectacle; for one long mile
the whole valley is boiling crater of dust
and smoke.
Quarter before One O'ciock.-The fray
ceases; Gems. Beauregard and Johnston
dash on to the scene of action, and as we
cannot doubt the enemy has again fallen