Headquarters 7th Ark. Reg't,
Near Bowling Green, Ky.,
Camp Hardee, Dec. 30 '61.

. . . I had the pleasure of meeting with Maj. J. B. Johnson at the office of Major John Pope, who, by the by, has the appearance of a regular old soldier from the gallant "tooth pick" State. Maj. Johnson told me that he witnessed the charge made by Col. Terry [Benjamin Franklin Terry] and his gallant Texas rangers at Green river on the federal army, a few days since, which you have heard of before this. The Major said it was one of the most daring and gallant charges ever made, that even the proud and gallant Murat, in his palmiest days could not have effected any more than did Col. Terry. Where Col. Terry fell, there lay around him eleven of the base Hessians that fell by the strong right arm of Col. Terry himself, before he received the fatal shot and fell.—There are many thrilling incidents connected with the charge made by the Texans upon that eventful day, but for a newspaper correspondent to attempt to give all would be at this time out of place, for every hour we hear that the enemy intends to advance with an overwhelming force, and that they intend to drive the rebels from this place. Now in the event that they attempt such a thing, Manassas will only be a scrimmage in comparison to the fight that will be here, and "let them come, let them come," we are ready, we are willing; yea, anxious to meet them, is the watchword and cry of the gallant "Tooth Picks" and many, yea, many of the Yankees will be "welcomed with bloody hands to hospitable graves" by the brave and courteous sons of the South. . . .

As it now stands, the best soldiers in the South are neglected—half clothed, half shod, but until here recently, not a murmur was heard; now the winds of winter are howling around, the earth begins to wear her vestments of white, and now the soldiers begin to suffer. We will wait yet a little while, and then we will see. . . .

One of the Bloody Seventh.