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                       In New Orleans.

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behavior, that it is known to have won the approval
of Gen. Weitzel, himself anything but a believer in
the military capacity of the race.  Well, the men
were sent to Baton Rouge�the regiment being full
1,000 strong; ten colored persons�four captains and
six non-commissioned officers�forming part of the
command.  They drilled well, marched well, kept
themselves clean, performed all their duties as sol-
diers�nothing in the world is alleged against them
but that they are negroes and have negro officers;
hence the ill-will, the detestation, with which they
are regarded.
  I am informed that Gen. Grover will not �recog-
nize� the regiment; that he has asserted that in case
he shall be officially required to do so, the United 
States Government is welcome to his commission;
that the regiment can neither draw clothing, blan-
kets, nor pay in consequence; that the officers of
certain white regiments vindicate the purity of their
cuticle on every possible occasion by insulting the
colored ones; that some (of the former) have re-
signed; that the Colonel of the 133d New-York�an
Englishman�has distinguished himself by issuing
an address exhorting his men �to continue in the
performance of their duty until such time as the
regiment is brought into contact with� the negroes
�by guard duty, drills, or otherwise, when he trusts
that his men will have that confidence in him to believe
that he will not suffer their self-respect or manli-
ness to be lowered by contact with an inferior race,�
&c.; and, generally, that the Union soldiers, rank
file, are doing their meanest to induce the negroes to
regret their old normal state of chattelism and their
Southern owners.
  �Between the devil and the deep sea� is a nauti-
cal conception of a dilemma.  Between Jeff. Davis�s
threats of hanging and the wicked prejudice, hatred,
contempt, and ill usage experienced at our hands,
the poor Africans are evilly entreated.  Gen. Hun-
ter encountered just the same difficulties in organiz-
ing colored regiments in South Carolina, and�God
bless him for it!�squelched them.  I hope Gen.
Banks will do the same; Col. Nelson is here to re-
quest it.  This stone that the builders so persistently
and contemptuously reject is yet to become the head
of the corner, or we, with it tied about our necks,
sink to deserved oblivion.  I hold that God�s mean-
ing in this war is to free the slave, and woe be to
him who fights against it and Him, directly or in-
directly!
  From the report of an individual, who was re-
cently allowed to pass outside our lines at Baton
Rouge, and those of the Rebels, �on business,� and
who journeyed some 15 miles inland, I am informed
that the country is very quiet and food plentiful.
He remained for a day or two, regaling on chickens,
wheat and corn bread, fresh butter and coffee, the
presence of which excites little surprise in those
who know how things are manged in that vicinity.
  A week ago the Rebels at Port Hudson hanged an
ex-resident of Baton Rouge, known as �Monkey
Joe,� for spiking, or attempting to spike, one of
their guns�it was alleged in consequence of a great
reward offered to him by one of our Generals!  Two
other persons were under arret suspected of similar
intentions.  All the pickets in the neighborhood are
Tennessee Cavalry, excellently mounted.
  At Baton Rouge, Southern Confederacy shin-
plasters are generally taken by our sutlers as money
at the rate of forty cents on the dollar.  Any paper
bearing the indorsement of Pike, President of the
Branch Bank of the State of Louisiana, circulates

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freely.  One hundred dollars of Confederate notes
are considered equivalent to half that amount in
New-Orleans bills, and $25 in gold.
  A Mr. Benjamin, brother to the Rebel Secretary
of War, came to this city from Baton Rouge, on the
Iberville, during her last trip.  I know nothing dis-
tinguishable about him except this relationship and
a general physical resemblance to Count Fosco, in
Wilkie Collins�s novel.
  In my last letter, or the one preceding it, I sent
Commodore Farragut on board his flag-ship Hart-
ford, to Galveston, Texas.  He got no further than
the bar at the mouth of the Mississippi this time,
then returning.  It is understood that he will start
in earnest soon; that he is impatient to do so.
  Yesterday�s and to-day�s New-Orleans papers will
bring you a report of the stranding of the Brooklyn
off Galveston; also, of her capture by the Alabama,
the Harriet Lane, and some other Rebel craft.  This 
story is discredited in every particular by the Navy.
  Another contraband schooner, laden with medi-
cines, was captured yesterday in the attempt to
cross Lake Pontchartrain to the northern shore.
  The Secessionists here have a wild story about
the assassination of Gen. Butler, by Bouligny, in
New-York, and much more of an equally probable
character�very much more than I care to par-
ticularize.				T. B. G.
		��������������

[Gunn�s diary continued]
or, on the other side,
the enormous oysters
of New Orleans, which
if you stood up and
only ate with them the 
biscuit or crackers pro-
vided, only cost ten
cents for half a dozen,
but if you sat down
and had bread and but-
ter rose in price to 25
cents.)   Together to
the Delta Office, look-
ing over the New York
and Boston papers.
Hayes left.    Whitte[word cut off]
called, a young [word cut off]               
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