October 26th.  This morning I was awakened by loud cheers from the camp of the Benton Cadets.  My servant came at my call.

“What are those cheers for, Dan?”

“The Body-Guard has won a great victory, Sir!  They have beaten the Rebels, driven them out of Springfield, and killed over a hundred of them.  The news came late last night, and the General has issued an order which has just been read to the Cadets.”

The joyful words had hardly reached my eager ears when shouts were heard from the sharp-shooters.  They have got the news.  In an instant the camp is astir.  Half-dressed, the officers rush from their tents,—­servants leave their work, cooks forget breakfast,—­they gather together, and breathless drink in the delicious story.  We hear how the brave Guard, finding the foe three times as strong as had been reported, resolved to go on, in spite of odds, for their own honor and the honor of our General,—­how Zagonyi led the onset,—­how with cheers and shouts of “Union and Fremont,” the noble fellows rushed upon the foe as gayly as boys at play,—­what deeds of daring were done,—­that Zagonyi, Foley, Maythenyi, Newhall, Treikel, Goff, and Kennedy shone heroes in the fray,—­how gallantly the Guards had fought, and how gloriously they had died.  These things we heard, feasting upon every word, and interrupting the fervid recital with involuntary exclamations of sympathy and joy.

It did not fall to the fortune of the writer to take part with the Body-Guard in their memorable attack, but, as the Judge-Advocate of a Court of Inquiry into that affair, which was held at Springfield immediately after our arrival there, I became familiar with the field and the incidents of the battle.  I trust it will not be regarded as an inexcusable digression, if I recite the facts connected with the engagement, which, as respects the odds encountered, the heroism displayed, and the importance of its results, is still the most remarkable encounter of the war.

THE BODY-GUARD AT SPRINGFIELD.

It may not be out of place to say a few words as to the character and organization of the Guard.

Among the foreign officers whom the fame of General Fremont drew around him was Charles Zagonyi,—­an Hungarian refugee, but long a resident of this country.  In his boyhood, Zagonyi had plunged into the passionate, but unavailing, struggle which Hungary made for her liberty.  He at once attracted the attention of General Bem, and was by him placed in command of a picked company of cavalry.  In one of the desperate engagements of the war, Zagonyi led a charge upon a large artillery force.  More than half of his men were slain.  He was wounded and taken prisoner.  Two years passed before he could exchange an Austrian dungeon for American exile.