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Sergeant Joseph Smiih, of Ipswitch.-

 sslhe sergeant's continuance ill the army was

 Tor the whole duration of the war. At the

 very first exhibition of American courage

 which proved so fatal to the British troops in

 their excursion 10 Lexington and Concord,

 Sergeant Smith showed himself skilul

 marksman. Learning frola the runor, which

 seemed to have spread that night with speed

 almost miraculous, the destination of the de-

 tachment, he arose from his bed, equipped himself with cartridges and famous rifle he had used at LoyeIl's fight at F'ryeburg, sad- died his horse and started for Lexington

 meeting house. Meeting with d variety of

 hmdranees, and twice escaping narrowly

 from some struggling parties of the red coats, II was late when he arrived on the ground, and the troops were already on their rapid retreat toward Boston. Learning that the people were all abroad, lining the fences and woods to keep up the fire upon the enemy, he started in pursuit, and i'll the course of few miles, on riding up hill, he found the detachment just before him. Throwing the relns upon the horse and starting him to full speed, he rode within close rifle shot, and fired at one of the leading officers. The of fieer fell; and the sergeant, retreating to a safe distance, loaded his rifle again, and again rode up and fired, with equal success He pursued the same course d third time, when the leader of the retreating body ordered platoon to fire upon him. It was unavaline, however, and a fourth, fifth, and sixth time the old rifle had picked of it's man, while its owner retreated in safety. sD-n the man ? exclaimed the officer, give me musket, and l'll see if he bears charmed life if he comes ill sight againp It was but moment, and again the old white horse came over the brow of hill The officer fired, but in vain and before the smoke of his charge had cleared away, he too had fallen before the unerring and was Jeff behind by his flying troops. When the day had closed, the wound ed were collected by the neighbors upon the road, and every kindness rendered to them. The officer was not dead, and on being laid upon bed where his wounds could be ex- amined, his first question, even under the ap- prehension of immediate death, was, " Who was that old fellow on the white horse p