At 7 o'clock orders came for our regiment to move to the front. In a moment we were off in quick time down the pike, through Spangler's Lane, and into the bloody field we plunged. Ah! here was a scene that beggars description. Over this ground the fight had raged for two hours before our arrival, and all around lay the dead and wounded, and to the novice in war as I was, the scene was truly appalling: but there was no time for sympathy or contemplation. Aids from General Williams were hurrying us up; the enemy had rallied for another assault, and we wheeled into line and marched up a small hill to relieve a Pennsylvania regiment. The enemy, taking advantage of these movements and the slackened fire, made a dash at our rifle pits, and as we gained the summit, they were seen rushing down an opposite slope, and through a wooded valley, yelling like wild Indians. A volley from our splendid rifles over the heads of some Pennsylvanians in the rifle pits, checked their headway, and two more sent them flying back. The enemy rallied again, and we advanced and took possession of the rifle pits and relieved the Pennsylvanians, whose ammunition was exhausted. For two hours the crack of rifles, and the rattle of musketry were incessant, varied occasionally by the explosion of shells. Thus the battle raged along our entire line. At 10 o'clock there was a lull-the enemy drew back, we stacked our arms and lay down to

rest. But this lull was the awful silence before the bursting of the storm. The fight ceased for the day upon. the right; but the enemy was gathering his forces for his final attack. At 2 o'clock the tempest came. Three hundred pieces of artillery shook the earth; shells went screaming through the air, like fiends from below; the hills echoed and re-echoed the sounds of strife, until the very air trembled, and all natured seemed in turmoil.

About 2 o'clock the enemy emerged from behind Seminary ridge, and moved across the plain in two massive columns towards our left centre, commanded by Gen. Hancock. The Emmitsburg road was gained; then our artillery opened, and the heads of columns fell like grass before the mower's scythe; but still on came the roaring, shouting, surging masses of the enemy, up to the very cannon's mouth. Ten thousand rifles flashed destruction in their face; whole ranks fell at every discharge—but still on they came, over piles of dead and martyred heroes; the fortunes of the day trembled in the balance; the destiny of our nation hung upon a hair-but the 2d Corps stood like a wall of adamant, and dealt out such blows that flesh and blood could not stand. Stannard and Webb seeing the enemy falter, threw their brave legions upon them, and the cold steel turned the tide of battle in our favor. The enemy broke and fled.

In the meantime, our brigade had been ordered up as a reinforcement, and in the midst of this tornado of battle we reached the foot of Cemetery hill in time to see the gallant charge of Stannard and Webb-to see the enemy stagger back, break and fly in wild confusion over the plains; just in time to hear and join in the shout of victory that burst forth from twenty thousand exultant hearts. Oh! it was a glorious shout. It was the triumphant outburst of joy and gladness from the hearts of victorious freemen. The refrain was caught up by thousands from the adjacent hills, and the glad tidings were spread from Wolf's hill to Round-top in one general, long, enthusiastic peal, that went ringing over the old Keystone State, and vibrating in every loyal heart in the land. Thus ended the great battle of Gettysburg.

THE FLAG.

HAIL! all hail! to Columbia's flag,
Flag of Liberty, Justice, and Truth;

She shall wave it forever and aye,
Like an eagle renewing her youth.
Then all hail to the Stars and the Stripes!
To the flag of the brave and the free;
And as long as the stars shall endure
Shall it wave o'er the land and the sea.

The Pacific shall mirror its stars;

With its stripes the Atlantic shall glow,
From the Gulf to the Lakes shall it wave

Over hill, plain, and valley below.
Then all hail, &c.

'Neath that flag was our liberty born,

And our nation to greatness has grown;

For our banner on land and at sea

Is the Star Spangled Banner alone.

Then all hail, &c.

With its stripes is our history entwined,

By its stars is our future illumed,

He who fails to defend it to day

To the fate of the traitor is doomed.

Then all hail, &c.

When our fathers their freedom maintained
The Almighty himself was their friend;

And, whatever the foes that assail,

May He, us and our children defend.

Then all hail, &c.

YELLOW SPRINGS, Ohio, 1861.