Daily Democrat and news. [volume] (Davenport, Iowa) 1859-1864, 1862-07-09
LETTER PROM NEAR CORINTn.

desires the peTpetuity OF tn's O"'S
ment.
LETTER FROM NEAR CORfNTh.
CAnp xsAa CoRlsfH, Juos soth, 1853.
FRIEND DICK: / au ct camp once
more-about one mile from Corinsh-
go. here yesterday about two O'clock
y. a., and was warmly welcomed by
al. On my way down I stopped u
Columbus and Jackson, and visited the
sat,le field OF Belmont, where brave
Wentz fell. At Columbus l had the
pleasure Of seeing the chain cable with
which the rebels we're to have damned
the Mississippi at that point. 1t is
made of inch and . half iron, and is
something of . chain. The breast
works are all demolished, but the can
non are there yet. They are heavy
pieces-all smooth bore excepting on.
small brass piece, and all dismouuted. ]
saw about FIVE hundred 6o.pounder
shells, empty, and one 100 pouOder.
I am in my tent, and while writing
the above / heard voIley of musketry
over at the camp of the Eleventh. Some
Of our boys who have been over to see
what was up, have returned aud say
that they have just shot private for de
sorting and tying to join the rebels. He
vas completely blown in pieces. He
confessed his guilt and died miserable
death.
There are a great many dying 10
camp-some from the effects of heat,
and some from swollen feet, brought on
by continual marching. To-day, BY or
der Of Col. Chambers, twenty-four we're
reported as descr,ers from our com
pany. My friend Lindsay has mol
joined his regiment yet; but heard,
to-day, that he was reported dead. So
I suppose he died 81 the Cincinnati,
hospital.
hear new orders, and will change
the subject. The Colonel orders h's
men TO be ready to march in eigb,
hours, as Gen. Mcclellan has been whip
pea. We hear that he has lost $4,000
men in killed, wounded aud prisoners.
1t is getting late; the sun has sunk
behind the distant bills and night aud
darkness is settling down around US.
All is very quiet, excepting the plalntive
notes of the wh,pper vii. The rising
moon bathes the hillside with food OF
pale, silvery light. Now it comes
streaming 10 through the openings OF
our tent, and trails along the green
earth its fantastic and wAverlng shad-
ows. Star after star peeps forth fr.m
the veil of heaven, and now the armament
seem an ocean Of glorious light. MOI
long since, and few companions LET,
our homes and friends left all the as.
soclations that young hearts hold dear
10 obedience to our country's call. We
came hither to rescue the noble Union
and to bear alott the stars and stripes
" hen the Prcsid mt appealed to the
brave Iowa boys and to the patriotism
Of the men Of the North TO rally for tn,
defence of the Union "untll the angel o
peace should smile once ntre on on,
distracted nation" then it was that We
bade adieu TO W, eping friends, and, with
strong arms and determined hearts, Of
fe~ed our lives in our country's behalf
What We have done is already known
What we may do is still in the future
The fiat may 60 forth that we return Il
our homes and loved ones once more
but the DEGREES of destiny are immuts
hle, and while orr weeping mothers ane
dearest friends are praying for our safe
deliverance, message may come I,
them that their brave sons lie in the EN-
brace of death upon the field of carnage
Oh, the thoughts of heart-broke,
mother or friend as the awful t.u,l
b ks in Upon them. How will bel
thoughts wander back to the day Of ou
infancy, and, heart-b,oken, she will cry
On! cd, that Thou had taken hin
then! We are not cowardS, yet ou1
minds, in the still hour Of night, vii
wander tvrth through the lis and dale.
OF Imagination; and the most sacred
The uppermost and dearest thought o
our hearts is MOTHER! For her to shinl
that strangers hand prepared her deal
ION Tor The grsve--that he, a strange,
in strange land, with no comforte'
near that his grave will lie passed
care'ess'y by, ard that no one will give
a second thought 10 the poor boy lying
there SO cold and still. Let me close.
LArER.-Wc are off for Richmond to-
morrow morning early. My wound.
are all broken GU. agAic; but am GO
ing with them. My love to all.
remain yours truly,
HARRY Il. BOWLING.