The American scouts was posted at the time they fired on the south east cor -ner of the roads which cross at Twitchings and kept up their fire with great spirit for a quarter of an hour. The night was pitch dark and we couldn't see their number.-- Bearmore ordered his men to charge, but the bank was high with a fence on the top which the horses couldn't surmount and with trees and bushes. At this moment Bearmore received his mortal wound after an unsuc- -cessful attempt to charge. "Boys," said he, "I'm wounded--but don't mind that--Charge

[marg: symbol] the rebels, and drive them from their cover." The men then moved to the charge and the scout retreated without loss. -- We took no prisoners. We then continued our retreat; many of us so tired that we couldn't march. The officers then ordered that the horsemen should either take a tired footman behind him or allow the footman to take his horse. John Glisson, an Irishman of my acquaintance said to me: "Let's exchange accoutrements, and you push into Mor -risania, and don't take anybody behind you." I did so, and took care of the horse. There were several troop of horse along with us. The sun was about an hour high when we started, but the night that ensued was uncommonly dark. Bearmore died a few weeks after- -wards. He was a fine looking officer. The Refugee settlements at Morrisania I think were chiefly on the east side of the principal road from West Farms to