Carry Me a Little Farther.—At the battle of Shiloh, early in the action, I saw a young warrior by a tree aiming deliberately towards the enemy with a Sharp’s rifle, and, from curiosity, I rode up to him and asked him who he was shooting at. The reply was, “at those everlasting Yanks; I want to put an end to some of them.” I asked him why he did not advance, and he said, “my leg is broken, but if you will carry me a little further, I will kill more of them, for I have yet six cartridges.” This brave fellow, whose leg was afterwards amputated, was a young Cherokee, formerly from Tahlequah, Cherokee Nation.
D. G.
Mobile Register.