Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1864-07-07
4 Night Attack.

mere IL comes, one, two three, q dozen, a
hundred shots, roll, deep, heavy, prolonged,
ike the rush Of a mighty torrent suddenly let
loose. How it deepens 1t is like the rip
ping OF the mower swinging his scythe in
ripened grass, dried and scorched by summer
heat. The great reaper is out there upon
that field, stalking unseen between the
trenches, walking in darkness, bordered with
lighting flashes, showering it with Ieaden
rain, making it the Valley and the Shadow of
Death There are the cannon. Boom, boom,
boom, five, ten, twenty, one hundred dis
charges minute forest Of pines shuts
out the sight, but above the evergreen
branches the flashes flame upon the starry
heavens. No artist can picture it, no lam
guage describe it. 1t is terrific, vet grand
and sublime. 1t makes one nervous to hear
1t, stirs the blood, rouses and excites. to know
that the defenders of those works are hold
ing their ground. You need no telegraph
dispatch to assure you of the fact
A sudden lull, after savage cry, would
Indicate disaster; but there is the cry, the
Indian yell, not the cheer which distinguishes
the charge of the Union troops from that of
the enemy. There is no cessation of the
roar. 1t deepens rather. The cry, which a
moment ago rose sharp and clear above the
battle tide, becomes fainter. There is a
perceptible ebbing of the tide. 1t has been
at full flood half hour. You have been
two minutes reading this narrative. How
little you know of the reality. | hear it, but
have little conception of what is taking
place. | shall realize more in the morning
when the ambulances come in with the wonn-
ded. But to be there, in it, a part of it
with blood at fever heat-with the air full of
strange, terrifying noises-hissings, screech-
ings, howlings of balls, bullets and deafening
exploslons-all darkness, except the binding
flashes and sheets of fame. The altar of our
country drips with blood. 1t is a Sabbath
evening sacrifice, pure and precious, freely
offered. Fathers and mothers have given the
irstlings Of their focks, with thanks that
they had them to give; they have given the
best, they have given all. Patriotism is not
dead.
The enemy for three days has tried to
break our lines and has been beaten back
MARRIED IN HAsTE-A correspondent of
the Chicago Tribune gives the following ac-
count of marriage that recently took place
in Kenosha, in this state:
Yesterday afternoon a party of Young la
dies and gentlemen were collected al one of
our picture galleries in Kenosha, when the
SUBJECT OF marriage came up as the subject of
discussion. Among the gentlemen was gay
young lieutenant, of the 18th Illinois cav
airy, and among the ladies was a Miss NJ,
daughter eft one of the oldest settlers of our
city. They proposed to get married to see
how It would seem. Just then Justice Dem
ming came in. Shoulder-straps asked the
Squire II he would marry him. He said yes,
II he could find any lady to have him. Miss
NJ jumped up, said she would have him. The
Jusuce instructed them to stand up and take
hold OF hands. The usual questions were
asked ana answered, and in five minutes they
were man and wife. Then came the serious
part of the joke. When the new made
bride found she was really bride, her laugh
ter turned to tears. Her lawful husband
wished her to go to his hotel with him, but
she had lied to her own home. Her parents,
nearly distracted, appealed to the Justice to
undo what he had done; but were informed
that the statutes of Wisconsin gave him no
autholty to separate man and wife. Night
came on. The bride was kept at home and
the husband forbidden to enter the house
he Is determined to have his lawful wife.
She ana her family are in great distress,
linus matters stand at the present moment
LoNEsUM.-My dear how d;d -, o,-o. 49,.
out at night and lean on the fence fnr 80 o.
in the spring time, when the frogs was sina,
ing in the mashy ground and the spotted
night hawks was a glascing in the air and
the bats waz playing tag, and gaze nm INFO
heaven at the CRATE round moon and ~
twinkling stars, and sigh and want sumtb;n
and have your ize fill up with the iuise Of
yure hart, and not think of ennything all tho
time. and couldn't tell what allied yu?
Did WI ever steal silly out in big woods
list as the sun fel behind the hill, and sci
down agin tree and dream ov nothin till the
twilite ghosts began tew hurri bi w, and the
warm air began tn thicken with the fust dari
ov the mite, and the owl ava oph IN the dis
lance begin tn kali out the toads, and tn
slippery snakes, and still set there till tea
sot yo. a thinking Did VI ever draw you
cheer up before the olde hearthstone az tn
brands begin tew grow white ashes, and tn
krickets had grown tired ov their songs ant
gone into their holes and look Study at tn
dying fire, waiting for yure thoughts tew cur
back from the weary distance and put yu t
bed2 Hev w did all this and didn't kno'
what allied yu? l ken tell yu mi deer boy
what allied yu; it waz Louesuna! 'Twaz yur
bart that was thinking.-JosH BILLINGS.
DEATH OF CAPT. HUNTER.-Capt. J. w
Hunter, of the Third Wisconsin, formerly G
this place, who was wounded in one of tn
late battles in Georgia, has died of his wound
Monroe Sentinel.
gB Tom HYER, the noted pugilist, is deat
He was forty-fve years cid.