Soldier's Letter, Civil War - July 1861 - First Battle of Bull Run

 Chenango American, Greene, NY, August 8, 1861

Letter from Frederick Fowler - 27th NY Infantry

Washington, July 23, 1861

Dear Brother:  Last Sunday was a day which I shall long remember, as will many others.  We were marched to the place called Bull Run, where we fired into them and they at us as hard as they could, but they had such an advantage that they cut our troops all to pieces, and we retreated, they firing into us. We got back to a hill and laid down, and then we got up and went at them again. They were too much for us, for they drove us off the ground.  Out of the regiment that I am in there are 300 and over killed. The colonel was shot but not killed.  All the boys that went from Coventry have got back, but I don't think there are any of them but what got hit somewheres.  Pole Elliott got his pant most all shot off of him, and others were hit, but not bad enough to lay them up. I think the next battle will be at Arlington Heights, but it is hard telling.

They have got more men than anyone tho't of, and they have got to be taken in a different shape. I don't think our company will see any more action very soon, as it is badly cut up.  I think it will be kept as a guard in camp.

It was the hardest fight ever fought in this country.  No one knows how many were killed on either side, but I hope there is as many of them as of ours, for after the Doctors had dressed the wounds of our men and taken them to the hospitals they came up and kill them all.  That is enough to show what the devils will do.

Truly yours, Frederick Fowler

Vital Records, Oxford, NY - November 1861

 Oxford Times, November 6, 1861

A Horrible Confession:  It may be recollected by many of our readers, that about four years ago we published the awful account of the burning of the house of the Perkins family, at Millburn, at night, when all the family, including father and mother, grandmother and eight children, eleven in all, perished in the flames.  A Scotchman by the name of Walter Mitchell, who lived in the neighborhood at the time, and who had a dispute with Perkins as to the property, was suspected of the murder, but no proof could be found against him.  He left soon after for the West. Before the burning of the house he warned Perkins off the premises, and threatened if he did not leave, to burn the house over his head.  This Mitchell recently died in Illinois and on his death bed, confessed that he committed the horrible crime!  He stated that he threw into the house a bottle of liquid, which set fire to it, and stupefied the inmates.  That Mr. Perkins aroused himself and came to the door, when he knocked him back again, killing him.  This is a most revolting story, disclosing a depravity which was too horrible to die with the murderer.  If there be in the infernal regions one place deeper and hotter than another, this eleven fold murderer will find it!  Bing. Rep.

Oxford Times, November 13, 1861

Married:  In Willet, Cortland County [NY], on 21st ult. by Calvin J. Bliss, Esq., Mr. Charles B. Aldrich of Norwich [Chenango Co., NY] to Miss Mary J. Snow of Oxford [Chenango Co., NY].

Died:  In Greene [Chenango Co., NY], on the 30th ult., Mary E. [Cowan], daughter of Benj. F. Cowan, aged 5 years.

Died:  In McDonough [Chenango Co., NY], on the 7th inst. Maria R. [Moore], wife of Thomas L. Moore, aged 30 years.

Died:  In Churchville, Monroe Co., N.Y., on the 4th Inst. Ellsworth [Balcom], son of George and Florinda Balcom, of consumption of the bowels, aged 5 months and 8 days.  Thus God has given us a lesser light in the window of Heaven, to beckon us to steer right straight for him, also a tie that binds.

Death of Mr. Slocum:  A telegram announces the death of Smith E. Slocum, late of this village [Oxford, Chenango Co., NY], at the Camp Hospital, at or near Washington, on Sunday last.  Mr. Slocum was a musician in the Anderson Zouave Regimental Band.  He had been laboring under pulmonary difficulties for some time and he went into the army in the hope that a milder climate and a congenial employment would restore his health.  But his case was past cure and he has gone thus early to his grave.  He was a man of fine musical talent and of social, generous qualities, and he leaves many friends to sorrow for his loss.  His age was about 25 years.  Chenango Telegraph

Oxford Times, November 20, 1861

Married:  In Norwich [Chenango Co., NY], on the 13th inst. by Rev. W.T. Potter, Mr. Arden J. Webb of Greene [Chenango Co., NY] to Miss Frankie A. Puffer of this village [Oxford, Chenango Co., NY].

Died:  In this village [Oxford, Chenango Co., NY], on the 15th inst., Mr. Leonard Daniels, aged 57 years.

Died:  In this village [Oxford, Chenango Co., NY], on the 12th inst., Hannah [McCulpin], wife of Thomas McCulpin, deceased, aged 83 years.

Died:  In Norwich [Chenango Co., NY], on the 8th inst., Mr. joseph Chapel, in the 65th year of his age.

Oxford Times, November 27, 1861

Married:  In Preston [Chenango Co., NY], on the 21st inst., by Rev. H. Garlic, Mr. Edwin C. Clarke of Westerly, R.I., to Miss Anvernette A. Holmes of the former place.

Married:  In South New Berlin [Chenango Co., NY], on the 11th inst., by Rev. W. Peck, Mr. Wm. M. :Phelps to Miss Mary Taylor, all of South New Berlin.

Married:  In Smithville [Chenango Co., NY], on the 19th inst., by Rev. S.L. Rorapaugh, Mr. Delos E. Landers of Oxford [Chenango Co., NY] to Miss Arvilla Rorapaugh of Smithville.

Married:  In New Haven, Ct., on 13th inst., by Rev. Dr. Phelps, Mr. Almon Galpin of Washington, to Miss Hattiette N. Hall of the former place.

Died:  In Coventry [Chenango Co., NY] on the 15th inst., Delos Foot, son of Benj. Foot, aged 4 years and 6 months.

Died:  In Bainbridge [Chenango Co., NY], on the 17th inst, Mary E. Schrom, wife of Col H. Schrom, and widow of the late Geo. m Smith, aged 47 years.

Died: In this town [Oxford, Chenango Co., NY], on the 24th inst., Jane Eliza [Foot], youngest daughter of Robert E. and Susan R. Foot, aged 8 years and 10 months.

Behold a sweet and lovely child, / Who once so fair, serene and mild, / Had bid the world adieu, / No more she feels the pangs of death, / Or heaves an agonizing breath, / No tears her cheeks bedew, / Here's warning from the tomb, / And counsel form the sky; / Repent of sin believe on Christ, / Thus saith the Lord on High.

Soldier's Letter, Civil War - July 1861, First Battle of Bull Run

 Chenango Telegraph, Norwich, NY, August 8, 1861

Letter from Charles  N. Elliott, 27th NY Infantry

Camp Anderson, Washington, July 27, 1861

Dear Friend James, Yours of the 24th was duly received and perused with pleasure.  You stated that you was feeling discouraged on account of the defeat of our forces on Sunday last, near Manassas, and you state that we lost some 3000 men.  This is not so, for according to the last report, we only lost some 1300 in killed, missing and wounded.  It is true we lost some arms in the action, but they have been recovered since, and the ammunition lost was rendered useless by the rain. there are 91 missing and killing in my Regiment.

The 27th Union Regiment was one of the first to take part in the battle.  We were on the field from 10 A.M. to 4 P.M. doing our part I will assure you.  Although we were very tired when we got there having made a march of some fifteen miles without any rest, and going some of the way in double quick time, we were ordered to take the right of the batteries. To get there we were exposed to a galling fire from the enemy's batteries, throwing shell and balls through our ranks at a great rate. For the first introduction, one ball from a cannon passed so close to my head that it staggered me.

After we gained the right of the batteries, we advanced on them and met a body of them in a hollow, secreted by a stone house and a piece of woods.  They had a battery on the hill.  They threw grape and shell at us, but we drove them from there about a mile.  Then they planted their batteries on a hill so they could play on us from three positions, and the men made another stand. They ran up the American colors and sent a man to us stating that they would lay down arms. We then advanced toward them, and when near them they fired on us, mowing our men down on all sides.  Of course we were all confusion, each man for himself, but we stood our ground, and they retreated again, but poured such a raking fire on us, and no Regiment coming to our relief, Col. Slocum ordered us to retreat.  In the meantime I had got ahead of the rest, and took my station behind a large tree which sheltered me from their fire.  I saw one of them stick his head around a hay cock.  I told him to come out or I would shoot him.  He did not comply, but said "don't shoot, don't shoot," but I had my gun to my eye, and when he showed his head I shot and took him in the head.  He jumped about two feet high, uttered an awful grown, then fell, the blood gushing from his head in a stream.  He was the poor sneak that said they would surrender.  He got his due.  I saw another off walking in the grass.  I shot him, and then I saw for the first time that the Regiment had left, so I turned and run to the best of my ability, and they poured a whole volley at me, putting three holes thro' my pants, and cutting off a part of the seat of my trousers as clean as if done with a pair of shears.  My gun was struck by a ball the stock part of it taken off and it was knocked clear from my hands, but I got another on the ground and brought it through with me.  Our haversacks, containing our food, were all thrown off at the commencement of the action.

Sometimes it would seem as if the day was ours, but about 4 P.M., orders came to retreat, and we started and did not rest until we reached Washington, a distance of 47 miles.  All I ate in the meantime was 4 crackers.  The worst of all was the leaving of the wounded at the mercy of the enemy, as they would come along and thrust a bayonet through them, and the house where we carried the wounded was blown up by the rebels.

I was among the wounded, where of all the sights one ever saw, that best all.  Lead me up to a masked battery, face to face with the enemy, but deliver me from another such a place as that.  Those groans still ring in my ears, and always will.  As you pass along you will see one just gasping for breath, another crying for water, another begging you to blow his brains out, and put him out of his misery. Some have their limbs blown off, others part of their faces off, then you will pass by one already in the cold embrace of death.  You may read, but you cannot imagine a thing about it.  

You sent me a paper containing Dickinson's speech, and I like it very  much and am glad you sent it to me, and you state you will send me money if I want it.  To be sure it is hard for us to get hold of a cent now until the government pays us what is our due, and we fare hard, but I return my thanks to you for offering such kindness, though I will not ask so much of you.  If you want to come here tell C----- that you want the password, and be careful to hold your oats.

Your friend, Chas. N. Elliott.

Vital Records, Norwich, NY, October 1861

 Chenango Telegraph, Norwich, NY, October 2, 1861

Married:  MEAD - PER LEE:  In Bridgewater, Oneida Co., N.Y. Sept. 14th by Rev. L.H. York, Reuben Mead to Miss Anna Per Lee, both of North Norwich [Chenango Co., NY].

Married:  HYER - POTTER:  On the 22d ult. by Rev. O. Ketchum, Mr. Henry H. Hyer of Taylor, to Miss Hellen J. Potter, of Cuyler, Cortland Co., N.Y.

Died:  MONROE:  In Plymouth [Chenango Co., NY], Aug. 30th, Mary Ann [Monroe], wife of Phileetus Monroe, aged 42 years.

Chenango Telegraph, Norwich, NY, October 9, 1861

Married:  WILCOX - BROWN:  In Oxford [Chenango Co., NY], October 24, by Rev. Mr. Callahan, -?- H. Wilcox, of Brockton, N.Y. to Miss Helen M. [Brown], eldest daughter of C.M. Brown, Esq., of Oxford.

Married:  CLINTON - DAVIS:  In South New Berlin [Chenango Co., NY], on the 29th? ult., by Rev. N. Ripley, Wm. Y. Clinton Jr., of Butternuts [Otsego Co., NY] to Miss Olive A. Davis of Morris [Otsego Co., NY].

Chenango Telegraph, Norwich, NY, Oct 23, 1861

Married:  ASHCRAFT - DAY;  At the Baptist Parsonage in this village [Norwich, Chenango Co., NY] on the 20th inst. by Rev. L. Wright, Henry M. Ashcraft to Miss Electa A. Day, both of Norwich.

Married:  REYNOLDS - HARRIS:  At the M.E. Parsonage in this village [Norwich, Chenango Co., NY], Jan. 17 by Rev. W.H. Olin, Alfred Reynolds of North Norwich to Miss Lovena Harris of Plymouth [Chenango Co., NY].

SMITH - DOUGHERTY:  At the residence of the bride's father, Jan. 23 by Rev. B.D. Marshall, J.N. Smith of this village [Norwich, Chenango Co., NY] to Miss Lottie E. [Dougherty] daughter of Alexander Dougherty Esq. of Buffalo.

Died:  HOLLIS:  In this village [Norwich, Chenango Co., NY], on the 15th inst. John Calvin [Hollis] son of SD. and Eliza Ann Hollis, aged 13 months and 5 days.

SINNICK:  In this village [Norwich, Chenango Co., NY], Jan. 14, Elmire Sinnick, aged 63 years and 3 months.

VAN NEST:  In Greene [Chenango Co., NY], Jan. 10, Mrs. Elizabeth Van Nest, in the 67th year of her age.

SMITH:  In Greene [Chenango Co., NY], Jan. 12, Mrs. Augusta Smith, aged 46 years.

Chenango Telegraph, Norwich, NY, October 30, 1861

Married:  BELDIN? - PENDELL:  In Norwich [Chenango Co., NY], on the 23d inst. by Rev. W. Peck, Mr. Wayne Beldin? of South New Berlin [Chenango Co., NY], to Miss Rebecca Pendell of Norwich.

Married:  WARNER - KINYON:  in Pitcher [Chenango Co., NY], on the 15th? inst. by Rev. Benjamin Pheve?, Mr. James M. Warner to Miss Gi...a Kinyon, both of Pitcher.

Died:  PARKER:  In Guilford [Chenango Co., NY], on the 10th inst., Eugene? D. [Parker] youngest son of -?- and M... Parker, aged 1 year, 1 month and 15 days.

Died:  HOLMES:  In Columbus [Chenango Co., NY], on the -?- of consumption, Uri T. [Holmes], son of Henry Holmes, in the 20th year of his age.  The subject of this notice was a young man of no ordinary mind.  He was a contributor to a number of our newspapers.  

Soldier's Letter, Civil War - July 1861 - First Battle of Bull Run

 Chenango American, Greene, NY, August 8, 1861

Letter from George L. Smith, 1st Regiment, Minnesota Volunteers

Washington, July 23, 1861

Dear Brother:  Fearing that you might hear a report of my being killed in the disastrous action of the 21st, I take this method of informing you and other friends that I am alive, and by the intervention of Providence, untouched.  I have  experienced a new sensation lately, that of hearing the rush of shot and shell, and of seeing friends and companions in arms falling by my side in the cold embrace of a glorious death. We were driven, routed, but not until the ground was covered with the slain. We are not disheartened. We hope to regain and will regain our position, or die in the attempt.  I can give no certain account of our loss, as we retired in disorder.  Probably 100 killed outright and 250 wounded in this Regiment alone.  Our wounded will, I fear be killed at last.  I have heard that the house used as a hospital was burned and all killed.  the enemy were in a strong force, and after the charge was made they retreated to a strong position where they had batteries which could not be seen until they opened fire, and then only by the smoke. We were rushed up in disorder to a masked battery, with a large number of the enemy in a concealed trench. We discovered them before they fired, but our officers refused to let us fire, because they said they were friends, but they fired, and many a gallant heart ceased beating. We dropped on the ground and fired, reloaded and fired, formed as well as we were able and fired, and kept firing. We were repulsed and returned again, again separated and again rallied on our colors, which we brought with us from the field.

In our Company C, the color Co., we lost about 25 killed, our Captain wounded, 2d Lieut. [ditto], 3 Sergeants killed or missing, and some 6 others slightly scratched.  I was loading the 5th time, when a ball passed between my fingers, taking my ramrod from my hand, leaving me with a useless gun until I could pick up another ramrod. I got one, but it was too large at the large end, and I had to load with the small end.  Well, I gave them 14 rounds, and then left with a mixed crowd of Fire Zouaves, Minnesota and Massachusetts troops, Garabaldi Guards and U.S. regulars.

They killed our wounded on the field, and we understand that they killed all in our hospitals.  They were in strong force, and were reinforced by 10,000 men, just as we were marched on to them.  

Please write, and send papers, and have others do do, for we are much pleased to get them in camp.  Direct to Co. C, 1st Regiment Minnesota Volunteers, Washington, D.C.

Yours, &C, Geo. L. Smith

Vital Records, Greene, NY - October 1861

 Chenango American, Greene, NY, October 3, 1861

Married:  In this town [Greene, Chenango Co., NY], on the 25th ult., by Rev. L.E. Spafford, Mr. I.W. Day, to Miss O.R. Kelsey, both of Greene.

Died:  In Pitcher [Chenango Co., NY], July 23d, 1861, of diptheria, Mary A. [Felt] daughter of George J. and Philura Felt, aged 12 years, 10 months and 14 days.

Died:  Also, August 8th, Orrin James [Felt], son of the above, aged 9 years and 22 days.

Died:  On the 25th of Sept. Philura [Felt], wife of George J. Felt, aged 38 years, 4 months and 6 days.

Chenango American, Greene, NY, October 10, 1861

Married:  In Pitcher [Chenango Co., NY], on the 1st inst. by Rev. Benj. Shove, Mr. Chas. Higgins of Cincinnatus [Cortland Co., NY], to Miss Elizabeth R. Dye, of Pitcher.

Chenango American, Greene, NY, October 17, 1861

Married:  In Norwich [Chenango Co., NY], on the 12th inst., by Rev. W.H. Olin, Mr. Henry S. Vaughan, to Miss Emily Briggs, both of Norwich.

Married:  In Sherburne [Chenango Co., NY], on the 9th inst., by Rev. D. Ballou, Mr. Luther A. West, to Miss Polecsa N. Eaton, both of Sherburne.

Died:  In Burkesville, Cumberland Co., KY., Sept. 19th, of fever, Mr. George P. Bixby, aged 25 years, Principal of Burkesville College, and son of Samuel Bixby, of Bainbridge [Chenango Co., NY].

Chenango American, Greene, NY, October 24, 1861

Died:  In Madison, Madison Co. [NY], after a lingering illness, on the 15th inst., C. Kirk White, aged 32 years.

Chenango American, Greene, NY, October 31, 1861

Married:  In Coventry [Chenango Co., NY], on the 22d inst., by Rev. I.B. Hopwood, Mr. S.F. Allis, to Miss Elizabeth Kales, all of Coventry.

Died:  In this village [Greene, Chenango Co., NY], on the 29th inst., Edward M. [Juliand], youngest child of Mr. George Juliand, aged 8 years.

Died:  In Norwich [Chenango Co., NY], suddenly, on the 25th inst., Mr. Luther Alexander, aged about 65 years.

Died:  In East Pharsalia [Chenango Co., NY], on the 16th inst., Ransom [Franklin], only son of Moses and Abigail Franklin.

Died:  In Oxford [Chenango Co., NY], on the 25th inst., Mrs. Margaret [Ingham], wife of Leonard Ingham, aged 58 years.

Soldier's Letter, Civil War, July 1861 - First Battle of Bull Run

 Chenango Telegraph, August 8, 1861

Letter from Charles Winters, 27th NY Infantry

Washington, July 23, 1861

The last time I wrote to you, I believe I was in Fairfax C.H., near Centerville.  Since then I have witnessed as terrible and bloody a battle as American history can boast of.  We were routed up Sunday morning at two o'clock and marched toward Bull's Run, a distance of about fifteen miles, where we arrived at twelve o'clock.  The battle immediately commenced by cannonading on both sides.  But this was too slow work, and we were marched up in musket distance.  The first regiment we met we were going to fire into, but they told us not to fire into our own men, so we shouldered our muskets and had hardly done so when they poured into us with a whole volley of musketry, cutting down several of our men.  They use all manner of stratagem, which was very effectual at first.  They would send out little squads of men to get our men to chase them, and as soon as we got near enough, there would a whole regiment rise from behind some embankment and pour into us.  Some would hoist the Stars and Stripes to make us think they were Union men. But these things finally played out.  One regiment of cavalry tried to play this game on the New York Fire Zouaves.  They allowed themselves to be fooled till a good opportunity presented itself, when they poured in upon them cutting them all to pieces. The report is that there were but six left.  Bully for the New York boys. The rebels were very strongly fortified. They had embankments all around them, and a thick wood behind them where they could retreat and be in perfect safety.  In short, they had every advantage, but we made them retreat once and should have probably gained the day had they not been reinforced by a brigade from S.C.  This was worse than we could stand, so we had to retreat.  They gained the day, but whether they gain the morrow is another thing. They have got to be routed out of there, and when once out of there and Manassas Junction, their cake is dough.  Their only hope of salvation is to keep those two places.

I never should or never could have suspected a people reared as they have been under the blessings of Christianity and civilization, to be possessed of such inhuman cruelty.  I have often shuddered, and had my blood run cold when reading of the cruelties of lads in wars, but I don't know as I ever read of anything more cruel than to deliberately pull wounded men out of the wagons and cut their throats.  I did not see this done, but there re boys in our company that did.  Every wounded man they came across on the battle field, they would either cut his throat or run him through with the bayonet.

Our retreat march, before we could get in any kind of safety, was back to our old camp fifteen miles, and in this the rebel cavalry tried to outflank us, and they came very near doing so.  Some ten or twelve of us stopped at a mudpuddle to get a drink, when we heard a great noise.  On looking up to ascertain the cause we saw the rebel cavalry coming down a line at right angles with the path we had to take. The boys scattered in every direction.  I stopped half a second to see what to do, and finally ran for the woods. We came to a creek about the time the rebels got to a bridge where the creek crosses the main road.  Our only chance was to jump in and wade through which we did in double quick time.  They fired at us as we were crossing but did not hit us. After we had crossed, all the boys but myself ran for the woods. I suspected that part of the rebels had gone that way, so I kept along the edge.  Three or four balls were fired at me but without effect. We finally got to our camp where we stayed about two hours, when we were ordered to march, for it was not safe for us there.  We came back to Washington where we arrived last night at four P.M., making almost forty-eight hours without sleep, nothing to eat but sea crackers, a march of sixty miles, and a battle of five or six hours.  You may judge for yourselves whether we were tired or not.

Charles Winters.

Vital Records, Oxford, NY - October 1861

 Oxford Times, October 2, 1861

Married:  In Greene [Chenango Co., NY], on the 21st ult., by Rev. G. White, Mr. Everett Baldwin to Mrs. John Hubbard.

Married:  In Smithville [Chenango Co., NY], on the 1st ult., by Rev. D. Ballou, Mr. Charles R. Hotchkiss to Miss Hellen J. Mosher.

Died:  In Lincklaen [Chenango Co., NY], on the 16th ult. Mrs. Phebe Allen, aged 94 years.

Died:  In Los Angeles, California, on the 8th ult. Hon. K.H. Dimmick, formerly of Norwich [Chenango Co., NY].

Oxford Times, October 9, 1861

Married:  In this village, on the 2d inst. by Rev. H. Callahan, Mr. Gurdon H. Willcox of Brocton, N.Y. [Chautauqua Co.] to Helen M. [Brown], oldest daughter of C.M. Brown, Esq., of this village [Oxford, Chenango Co., NY].

Married:  In Guilford [Chenango Co., NY] on the 26th ult. by Rev. Mr. Southworth, Mr. Leroy A. Cornwell, to Miss Rozella M. Lyon, both of Guilford.

Died:  In this town, on the 30th ult. Mr. Philip Bartle, aged 89 years.

Died:  In Norwich [Chenango Co., NY], on the 30th ult.., Mrs. Amy E. [Randall], wife of Ralph J. Randall, aged 30 years.

Died:  In Masonville [Delaware Co., NY], on the 27th, ult., Mrs. Rizpah B. Hoyt, wife of John B. Hoyt, aged 37 years.

Oxford Times, October 16, 1861

Married:  In St. Peter's Church, Bainbridge [Chenango Co., NY], on Wednesday morning, Oct. 9th, by the Rev. W.A. Johnson, Mr. John Banks to Miss Frances E. Somers, all of Bainbridge.

Married:  In DeRuyter [Madison Co., nY], on the 3d inst. by A.V. Bentley, Esq., Mr. Wm. N. Smith of German [Chenango Co., NY] to Miss Hester Ann Baldwin of Pitcher [Chenango Co., NY].

Married:  In North Norwich [Chenango Co., NY], on the 8th inst., by Rev. B. S. Williams, Mr. S.N. Harris of Fabius [Onondaga Co., NY], to Miss Celia E. Titus of the former place.

Died:  In Norwich [Chenango Co., NY], on 2d inst., Mrs. Eunice Brown, aged 75 years.

Died:  In Wellsboro, Pa., on the 7th inst., Ada [Tenbroeck], wife of Mr. Andrew Tenbroeck, of Greene [Chenango Co., NY], aged 21 years.

Died:  In North Norwich [Chenango Co., NY], on the 8th inst, Mr. Delos Janes, aged 48 years.

Died:  In Smithville [Chenango Co., NY], on the 9th inst., Lucy Ann [Edgerton], wife of Mr. James S. Edgerton, aged 51 years.

The Late Mr. Philip Bartle:  Seldom are we called to record the departure of one whose whole life has been so blessed to himself and others, as that of our aged friend Mr. Bartle.  He was one of six sons, who came with their father to our valley, while it was yet an unbroken wilderness,  His manly strength helped to cut down the vast forests, and through all the difficulties, discouragements and privations of a pioneer's life with honor and integrity unimpeached, to see a new Eden arise amid the desolation, was his ultimate reward.  He built the first school house in this town and in it humble walls his young wife taught the first school.  His hospitality and sympathy knew no limit.  He was eyes to the blind, feet to the lame and the cause he knew not he searched out.  With no children of his own to love, he became the father of the fatherless, and caused the widow's heart to sing for joy.  His faith like a shining light grew brighter as the lamp of life grew dim, and his last hours found him repeating the assurances and promises of that Book, which had been his chart and compass for so many years.  One thing only seemed to grieve him, that I must leave that dear woman behind me--but it's only for a little while, she will not stay long after me, the devoted and faithful companion of seventy years.  He leaves to all who knew him, a precious legacy of recollections, and an example of what a good man can do in blessing and benefiting all around him.  "Mark the perfect man and behold the upright, for the end of that man is peace."

Oxford Times, October 23, 1861

Married:  In this village, on the 16th inst. by Rev. J.C. Ransom, Mr. Oliver W. Stoddard of Coventry [Chenango Co. NY], to Miss Sarah J. Philips of Guilford [Chenango Co. NY].

Died:  In Greene [Chenango Co., NY], on the 12th inst., Eunice [Johnson], youngest daughter of Ebenezer Johnson, aged 11 years.

Died:  In Norwich [Chenango Co., NY], on the 14th inst., Hannah [Chapin], wife of Mr. Israel Chapin, aged 66 years.

Died:  At North Stonington, Ct., on the 7th inst., of cholera infantum, Annie Lora [Berry], only child of B. Gage and Ada Wheeler Berry, of Norwich [Chenango Co., NY], aged 13 months.

Died:  In Unadilla [Otsego Co., NY], on the 4th inst. Helen [Buck], daughter of  Noble and Sarah Ann Buck, of Afton [Chenango Co., NY] aged 22 years.

Oxford Times, October 30, 1861

Married:  In Bainbridge [Chenango Co., NY], on the 22d inst., by Rev. W.G. Queal, Mr. Halsey W. Burlisson of Oxford [Chenango Co., NY] to Miss Phebe Ann Loomis of Bainbridge.

Married:  In Greene [Chenango co., NY], on the 17th inst. by Rev. F. Rogers, Mr. George Palmer to Miss Susan McNeil.

Married:  In Greene [Chenango Co., NY] on the 19th inst. by Rev. A.B. jones, Mr. Arnold H. Horton to Miss Charlotte Sharp both of Greene.

Died:  In Preston [Chenango Co., NY], on the 20th inst. Mr. Leonard B. Ashcraft, aged 59 years.

Died:  In Norwich [Chenango Co., NY], on the 18th inst. Lovern [Fisher], daughter of Thompson and Catharine Fisher, aged 18 years.

Died:  In McDonough [Chenango Co., NY], on 17th ult. Mrs. Anne Gibbs, aged 24 years.

Soldier's Letter, Civil War - July 30, 1961, Retreat from Bull's Run

 Chenango Telegraph, Norwich, NY, August 7, 1861

We make the following extracts from a private letter received from our correspondent "E.P.P." written at Alexandria, Va., July 30.

"On Sunday, the 21st, while we were assembled in the grove listening to our chaplain, we first heard the cannonadin from the direction of Bull's Run and Manassa.  For hours we heard an almost incessant discharge of artillery, and could but think that the heavy firing was from the enemy's batteries, and were fearful that we had underrated their artillery force.  These fears were soon confirmed.  Lieut. Col. Morris, and Capt. Bartram, of our Regiment, went up to see the fight, and returned late on Sunday night, reporting that our men had been led into the very face of masked batteries, which at the signal, opened a most destructive and gaining fire on our ranks, and that the rout of  our troops was perfect, and they were retreating towards Alexandria.  Following close on this report, a messenger rode into camp with orders for us to immediately march to the Fort and be ready to come.  The retreat and as report said, the victor was fiercely pursuing our fleeing men,  We must repulse the rebel army and at all hazards cut off their advance towards Washington.  As Lieut. Martin was Officer of the Guard, the command devolved on myself.  At midnight I called together the company and gave them the order to pack their knapsacks and await further orders.  Soon they were drawn into proper line and the entire Regiment marched into the Fort.  It was a beautiful moonlight night and the bright muskets and bayonets glistened in the pale light, as I saw cast silvery rays around.  Never did the company appear to better advantage.  Hardly a question was asked, and the strict attention and firm steps of the men told plainly that they were intently bent on doing their duty, whatever it might be.

"At an early hour on Monday, the results of the previous day's fight became apparent.  Soldiers came struggling into Alexandria in the most pitiable plight imaginable.  Fatigued, sick and hungry, the poor fellows came in, bleeding, fainting and dying.  I saw men with their feet shot off, hands torn off, faces disfigured and ghastly body wounds. They told a fearful tale, and "twas sickening to listen to their reports regarding the condition of our forces.  The Fire Zouaves presented the worst appearance and the few who returned reported their regiment entirely cut to pieces.  It rained all that day and to this many of the retreating troops owe their safety, as they never could have stood the march in a scalding sun.

"This stampede kept up until Tuesday, and [.?.] in broken ranks, had assembled in the city which was literally covered, pavement, street and all with the poor fellows who were sleeping on the hard ground, and stone walks.  Even this was a luxury to them after such excessive fatigue as they had experienced.  From five miles above here to Manassas, the road was perfectly blocked up with wagons, ambulances, haversacks, knapsacks, guns, pistols, &c.  I was informed by those who passed over this road, that revolvers by the bushel were strewn along the road.  Hundreds of them, including cavalry pistols, swords and rifles, have been brought to this city and sold.  Many a Zouave has made a little money by selling the arms thrown away by timid officers and men, and well the poor boys might, as they had not been paid one cent by the government.  Since, they have commenced paying them.  But this loss to our army was not nearly as large as first reported and now the regiments see collecting their scattered men."

  

Vital Records, Greene, NY - September 1861

 Chenango American, Greene, NY, September 5, 1861

Married:  In Hamilton [Madison Co., NY], on the 27th ult. by Rev. Mr. Brooks, Rev. William F. Benedict, to Miss Elvina Atkins, all of Hamilton.

Died:  In Plymouth [Chenango Co., NY], on the 30th ult., wife of Philetus Monroe, aged 40 years.

Died:  At Belle Plain, Scott Co., Minnesota, on the 27th ult., Mr. James U. Whittenhall, aged 27 years.

Died:  In this town [Greene, Chenango Co., NY], on the 27th ult., Mrs. Margaret [Hallenbeck], relict of the late Abraham Hallenbeck, aged 99 years, 6 months, 7 days.  It seems a fitting duty to chronicle the departure of the venerable and extreme aged with something more than the mere statistics of her years. The deceased who had reached so closely on to the limits of a century of life possessed some remarkable personal point in her character and history.  Her memory ran back vividly to Revolutionary times when the Fathers of our republic were toiling to erect that glorious temple of freedom which mad men are now seeking to destroy. She was herself a Pensioner, for the service rendered by her husband in that hallowed struggle.  She had lived in this valley a large share of her life, had known it when it was sparsely tenanted by the white man, and when the wild beasts of the forest roamed free over this uncultivated region, and her recollections of frontier life were full of interest in the recital.  She was for many years disabled from active employment by lameness, but bore with calmness and patience this disability.  in the tranquil enjoyment of life, with serene temper, and with unclouded faculties she saw the shadow of lengthened years deepening upon her path, and when the time of her departure came she met the summons with unshaken confidence and fortitude of soul. She had seen five generations of descendants gather round her; had buried seven children, and six survive her.  If it be the fortune of few to attain her advanced age, it is equally true that seldom do we witness such unruffled equanimity amid the infirmities of so long a life.  As we beheld her form as she was descending to the grave by easy stages, we thought of the Century Plant which blooms in such beauty just ere it withers, bearing the crown of glory ere it is gathered to its burial.

The remains of Merrick Read, of this town [Greene, Chenango Co., NY] who died in San Francisco last fall, arrived here for interment, on Wednesday.  They were to be deposited in Sylvan Lawn Cemetery.\

Chenango American, Greene, NY, September 12, 1861

Died:  In Norwich [Chenango Co., NY], on the 8th inst., Mr. Consider Coomes, aged 72 years and 8 months.

Chenango American, Greene, NY, September 19, 1861

Died:  In Smithville [Chenango Co., NY], on the 15th inst., Miss Margaret E. Hatrick, aged 17 years.

Died:  In this town [Greene, Chenango Co., NY], on the 15th inst, Lucinda [Cummings], wife of Chandler Cummings.

Died:  In Smithville [Chenango Co., NY], on the 17th inst., Willie [Porter], infant son of Geo. W. and h.S. Porter.

Died:  In New York, on the 8th inst., Mr. Calvin Franklin, formerly of this village [Greene, Chenango Co., NY], aged 52 years.

Chenango American, Greene, NY, September 26, 1861

Married:  In this village [Greene, Chenango Co., NY], on the 21st inst., by Rev. Geo. White, Mr. Everett Baldwin to Mrs. John Hubbard, of this village.

Married:  In Smithville [Chenango Co., NY], on the 1st inst., by Rev. D. Ballou, Mr. Charles R. Hotchkiss, and Miss Hellen J. Mosher, all of the above place.

Died:  In Plymouth [Chenango Co., NY], on the 12th inst., Hubert V. [Gale], youngest son of Lemuel and Harriet Gale, aged 1 year and 11 months.

Died:  In Lincklaen [Chenango Co., NY], on the 16th inst. Mrs. Phebe Allen, aged 94 years.

Died:  In Norwich [Chenango Co., NY], on the 21st inst., Joseph D. [Wood], son of Abner Wood, aged 19 years.

Died:  In Los Angelos, California, on the 8th inst., Hon. K.H. Dimmick, formerly of Norwich [Chenango Co., NY].

Died:  In Columbus [Chenango Co., NY], on the 18th inst., Willis G. [Ludington], only son of M.B. Ludington, aged 8 years.

Soldier's Letter, Civil War - July 29, 1861

 Chenango Telegraph, Norwich, NY, August 8, 1861

Letter from A.G. Northrup - 27th Regiment

First Battle of Bull Run

Camp Anderson, Washington, July 29, 1861

Editor American:  You have probably seen the full particulars of the great battle at Bull's Run, in which our forces were defeated, and I will give you some of my own experience.

Our company was on picket guard the night before the action, and at 2 o'clock, A.M., we were called in, and in an hour were on the march for the scene of action.  We marched about 12 miles when we began to hear the boom of cannon, and we knew that the strife had commenced. We pressed forward at a double quick rate and were soon in sight of the rebel batteries.  Our regiment was one of the first to charge the enemy in our column.  We drove them from their battery, and followed them into a deep valley, where they displayed a white flag, and our Colonel, supposing them to be our men, ordered us not to fire, but we soon found out our mistake and fired upon them. They returned the fire, killing our ensign and two privates.  Our brave fellows fell all around me, and I expected it would be my turn next, but, thank Heaven, I escaped without a wound. We were soon compelled to retreat, and we became separated and each one had to take care of himself. After four hours of hard fighting we were all on the retreat.  Our men were nearly exhausted, not having had anything to eat or drink except sea biscuit and muddy water for two days.

We actually filed our canteens with water from Bull's Run that was thick with mud, glad to get even that.  After we had retreated about 5 miles, the rebels fired upon us again, and we scattered in the woods in confusion.  I was completely exhausted and laid down in the woods and in less than ten minutes I was sound asleep.  When I awoke I was alone and it was dark.  I knew not which which way to go, but started  as near as I could judge in the direction of our army.  I soon came to where I heard    men at [.?.] approach, [but fearing] them to be rebels, I did not dare approach them but lay down under a beast heap and staid [.?]. 

When it was light enough to see, I started again and went directly toward the battle field again.  I inquired of a slave which way it was to Centerville and was told that it was in an opposite direction from that which I was traveling I soon retraced my steps toward Washington, with faint hopes of seeing it alive, as I was almost certain the enemy were between me and our army.  I threw away everything that I had, made a breakfast of whortleberries, and amid a drenching rain commenced my march.  The first man that I saw, stood in the road directly before me with a musket in his hand.  I supposed him to be a rebel, but went up to him and bade him "good morning." He proved to be one of our soldiers from the State of Maine.  At Centerville I fell in with three men from one of the Binghamton companies, and remained with them during the rest of the day. We were about the last on the road, and expected at any moment to see the enemy's cavalry approaching, but we did not see them. Several times during the day I was on the point of giving up in despair, but my companions urged me on, and after one of the hardest days of my life I succeeded in getting to Alexandria, Va., where I staid at the hut of a slave, glad to get as good shelter as that. The next day I took a boat and came to Washington where I found our regiment in their old quarters. Our boys thought I was either killed or taken prisoner, and when I made my appearance among them I was greeted with many a hearty shake of the hand.

Your townsman, Delos Payne, was in the thickest of the fight, and fought valiantly, and is anxious to get another chance to "pepper" them.  I am unable to say how long we shall remain here, probably three or four weeks.

Oscar Phelps is with us, having done his duty faithfully on the field of battle.

Our defeat was a bad one, but we hope to do better the next time.

Yours truly,  A.G. Northrup

Vital Records, Oxford, NY - September 1861

 Oxford Times, September 4, 1861

Married:  At Christ Church, Binghamton [Broome Co., NY], on the 28th ult., by the Rector, the Rev. Mr. Lightner, John T. Mygatt, Esq., of Oxford [Chenango Co., NY] and Mary Stevens Dickinson, youngest daughter of the Hon. Daniel S. Dickinson, of Binghamton.

Died:  In this village [Oxford, Chenango Co., NY], on the 23d ult., Miss Margaret Case, aged 84 years.  In the death of Miss Case, one of the last ties which bind us to the past is broken, and we mourn the loss of one who beyond the age of four score years, with natural force unabated, held in her vigorous grasp the hallowed memories of two generations, blended with the liveliest interest in all that pertains to the present.  In her youth, Miss Case embraced the Christian religion and through a long life maintained an eminently consistent walk and conversation, and rich in faith, rich in good works, rich in the experience of God's love, she has in a good old age, in hope, been gathered to the General Assembly and Church of the first born on High.

Died:  At Lock Haven, Penn., Aug 8th, Susan Hosmer [Morris], wife of Mr. John H. Morris of Syracuse [Onondaga Co., NY], and daughter of the late Uri Tracy of this village [Oxford, Chenango Co., Y], aged 34 years.

Died:  In Smithville [Chenango Co., NY], on the 26th ult., Albert [Cowan], son of Benj. F. Cowan, aged 10 years.

Died:  In Greene [Chenango Co., NY], on the 27th ult., Mrs. Margaret Hollenbeck, aged 99 years, 6 months and 7 days.

Oxford Times, September 11, 1861

Married:  In Greene [Chenango Co., NY], on the 1st inst.., by Rev. J.D> Webster, Mr. Harvey Symonds of Smithville [Chenango Co., NY], to Miss Jane C. Towslee of Greene.

Oxford Times, September 18, 1861

Married:  In this village [Oxford, Chenango Co., NY], on the 16th inst., by Rev. W.T. Potter, Mr. Samuel Titus to Miss Mary Case, both of North Norwich [Chenango Co., NY].

Married:  In Coventry [Chenango Co., NY], on the 10th inst., by Rev. I.B. Hopwood, Mr. I.S. Sampson, of Cortland [Cortland Co., NY] to Miss Emogene L. [Martin], daughter of F. Martin, Esq., of Coventry.

Married:  Sept. 2d by Eld. M. M. Everts, Mr. Baruch Phelps of Barker [Broome Co., NY], to Miss Adelia M. Hayes of Greene [Chenango Co., NY].

Died:  In Norwich [Chenango Co., NY], on the 8th inst., Mr. Consider Coolies, aged 72 years and 8 months.

Died:  In Alexandria, Va., on the 3d inst. of measles, Mr. John T. Wedge, of Plymouth [Chenango Co. NY], a member of Capt. Tyrrell's Company.

Oxford Times, September 25, 1861

Married:  In Oxford [Chenango Co., NY], on the 18th inst. by Rev. W.R. Cobb, Mr. W.D. Willoughby, to Miss Lucy E. Wilcox, all of Oxford.

Married:  In Greene [Chenango Co., NY], on the 13th inst. by Rev. J.D. Webster, Mr. Erastus Tremain, Jr., to Miss Mary A. Gates of Smithville [Chenango Co., NY].

Died:  In Norwich [Chenango Co., NY], on the 2oth inst., Mr. Joseph Wood, aged 29? years.

Happenings of the Times - Oxford Times, September 25, 1861

How a Man Feels When He Is Wounded and How It Does to Be Shot At

We take the following from a letter written by one of the gallant Iowa volunteers, who fought in the battle near Springfield, Missouri:

I was standing, or rather kneeling, behind a little bush, reloading my musket, just before the rebels engaged in this close work retreated.  Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in the shoulder, and fell to the ground.  Jumping up, one of our boys asked me if I was hurt.  I replied I thought not, drew up my musket to fire, when he said:  "Yes, you are shot right through the shoulder." I think it was this remark, more than the wound, which caused the field, all at once, to commence whirling around me in a very strange manner.  I started to leave it, with a half ounce musket ball in my shoulder, and once or twice fell down with dizziness, but in a short time recovered sufficiently to be able to walk back to Springfield, nine miles, where the ball was taken out.  I was very much pleased to find that the wound was not a dangerous one.

In the battle, every sensation was drowned in excitement. We had no time to think of being killed, except when standing to be shot at by cannon, without a chance to shoot back.  This, to us, was the most trying part of the battle. When we had a chance to use our muskets, every thought and feeling was gone, except the one thought, of shooting down the rebels as rapidly as possible.  Our regiment certainly did its share of the work that day.

Soldier's Letter, Civil War - July 1861 (First Battle of Bull Run)

 Chenango American, August 1, 1861

Letter from John W. Burrows

Washington, July 24, 1861

Dear Brother and Sister:  We have had a hard battle since I wrote you last.  Last Sunday will long be remembered.  Our regiment was a picket guard on Saturday night, until 2 o'clock, when we were ordered to march.  We were encamped between Fairfax and Centerville, Va.  We marched within six miles of the battle field, when six regiments were sent six miles around to flank the enemy, while the main force attacked them in front. We marched around to the field. Here McDowell ordered us to take the right of the battery.  We marched half a mile to do it, while the enemy poured shell and chain shot and grape and cannon balls into our midst. We were the first on the ground.  We marched down into a small hollow, to take a battery, the enemy on both sides of us.  Here the battle commenced in good earnest. We returned the fire on both sides, until one party run up the stars and stripes and surrendered. We marched up to take them when they opened fire on us again, on both sides.  We stood and fought as long as there was  any chance for us.  Napoleon B. Elliott, Frank Spencer, Pardee, and myself got in a file.  We fought so until Pardee was shot, and the whole regiment was broken up.  We loaded and fired as fast as we could. The Infantry fell back a little and we tried to form a line.  Our Captain was wounded, and he spoke to me to help, but we could only get eight of ten in line. The firing again commenced on both sides, and we saw the cavalry was going to attack us. We were in no shape to meet them and had to retreat.

Another regiment came to assist us. We met them on the top of the hill, just marching into the field. Our Colonel, Lieut. Col. and our Captain, were wounded, and Ensign was shot dead. We tried to get into other regiments, as ours was so badly cut up it had orders not to attempt to form, but they were all numbered and would not take us in.  Elliott was almost melted.  We found some water which was muddy, and a dog lay asleep in it.  We drank what we dared to, and then went to the woods where the wounded were carried.  There was a hard sight.  Some had their legs shot to pieces; some had their legs off; some their arms; some were shot through the neck; one sat leaning against a tree spitting large mouthfuls of blood.  They were dying in all shapes.  One had a bullet put through his head; it come out just between the eyes, and he still breathed; some had their faces blown all to pieces; some had their heads cut off.  The living ones bore their pain well.

Our whole force retreated.  When we came back to where we left the main road to flank them, their cavalry attacked us at the bridge, and killed quite a number.  What become of the main force that was to attack them in front I don't know; they didn't help us.  We had nothing to cover our retreat and were driven back to Washington.  The southern army was twice as large as ours. They had three masked batteries; one behind the other, and their men in the woods. They would retreat from one to have our men come and take it; then they would open on us with another and the infantry; then the cavalry would cut us down.  They had their whole force there, about 100,000 men.  Beauregard was there himself.

I never heard anything sound better than the chain shot, shell and cannon balls did when they passed over and by us.  they sounded so good I was almost willing to be hit by them, though of course I knew it would be all day with me if they did  I had no fear of them, they sounded like a jay bird.

We had a hard tramp of it.  We went two nights without sleep, and marched 15 miles to battle without eating breakfast or dinner, only what little sea biscuit we could eat on the road. We fought in this way until the retreat.

I never saw tired men before.  I would not have carried my body ten miles further, for it.  The roads were lined with soldiers that were tired out.  Some gave out before we reached the field of battle. When Elliott and I got inside the fort at Washington we lay down and slept, until we were wakened by officers, when we got some supper.

Elliott and I went in together and came out together. We were not separated only once, then he was behind a tree shooting some Secessionists who were hid behind bunches of hay.  When we retreated they crowded up the hill after us, and as I was getting over a fence, one man was shot by my side, and a ball passed over my shoulder. There were but a few that did not get holes shot through their clothes, but I did not get hit.  Pardee was shot in the hollow.  He would look up and say "give it to the cowards."  He was shot just above the knee.  He had good grit, and got away though, nearly melted.

I don't know how long we shall stay here.  It will take some time to recruit again, and then we shall give them another try. We only got our "puppy teeth" pulled this time, but some of them came awful hard.  It is pleasant while in the battle, but it is hard to see what has been done afterwards.  I want to meet them once more even handed; that is all I desire.  We had a hard time of it.  They would hoist our flag, and they were dressed so near like us, that we could not tell them from our men. They are worse than Indians, for they had no more principle than to murder our wounded and prisoners. Daniel Hawkins is all right.  I saw him last night.  Our boys from your way are all sound except some slight bruises.

Yours, &c., John W Burrows.

Vital Records, Greene, NY - August 1861

 Chenango American, Greene, NY, August 1, 1861

Married:  In South New Berlin [Chenango Co., NY], on the 18th ult., by Rev. J.H. Chamberlain, Mr. M.B. Ball, of Morris [Otsego Co., NY] to Miss Libbie [Lewis], only daughter of James Lewis, Esq.

Chenango American, Greene, NY, August 8, 1861

Married:  In Binghamton [Broome Co., NY], on Saturday, the 27th ult., by Rev. M.C. Lightner, Mr. James I. Curtis, of Cochecton, N.Y. [Sullivan Co.] to Miss Jenny E. Hawley of Binghamton.

Chenango American, Greene, NY, August 15, 1861

Married:  In Christ Church, Sherburne [Chenango Co., NY], on the 7th inst., by ev. Mr. Burrows.  Mr. C.F. Robertson, of New York, to Miss Carrie R. Brisben of Sherburne.

Chenango American, Greene, NY, August 22, 1861

Married:  In this village [Greene, Chenango Co., NY], on the 14th ist., by Warren Gray, Esq., Geo. Edney to Charlotte [Verrill], youngest daughter of Johnny and Mary Verrill.

Died:  In South Troy [Rensselear Co., NY] on the 12th inst., after an illness of four days, Mr. Hezekiah King, formerly of Kings' Settlement [Chenango Co., NY], aged 64 years.

Sudden Death:  Mr. W.W. Chubbuck, of Hamilton [Madison Co., NY], well known in Central New York and at Albany, as a politician, editor and office holder, died suddenly in Utica [Oneida Co., NY] last Tuesday morning.  We have no particulars.  Mr. C. was editor of the Hamilton Republican during the last Presidential campaign.  His age was not far from 35 years.

Drowned:  A perambulating peddler of pills and essences, says the Norwich Telegraph, named Gould Stratton, was drowned in the Canasawacta creek, near the south bounds of that village, on Wednesday last.  He was seen to fall from the bridge, but before assistance could reach him he was dead.  His body was taken to the house of T.H. Prentice, and on Thursday a coroner's jury, after a full investigation of the case, gave a verdict of "accidental drowning."  Mr. Stratton lived in Binghamton, and was not careful about using whiskey.

Chenango American, Greene, NY, August 29, 1861

Died:  In this village [Greene, Chenango Co., NY], on the 28th inst., Anna Juliand [Rathbone], daughter of Peter B. and Eliza G. Rathbone, aged 2 years and 10 months.

Died:  In Smithville [Chenango Co., NY], on the 26th inst., Albert [Cowan], son of Benj. F. Cowan, aged 10 years.

Died:  In this town [Greene, Chenango Co., NY], on the 27th inst. Mrs. Margaret Hallenbeck, aged 99 years, 6 months and 7 days.

Died:  In Norwich [Chenango Co., NY], on the 20th inst., Nellie J. [Newell], infant daughter of Horace J. and Jennie A. Newell, aged 5 months and 6 days.