e was no doubt of Colonel Shaw's death.

FROM W. C. G.

_Beaufort, July 26._ Last night several of us passed in Beaufort at
the hospitals. The wounded have been brought down and all the
hospitals in Beaufort are full. Wednesday we heard at the
superintendents' meeting that there was a great scarcity of fresh
fruits and vegetables; so at the Thursday night praise I told the
people about it, and yesterday came up with nearly two cartloads of
provisions, most of it contributed by the people. Another gentleman
had done the same and between us we supplied five hospitals. It is my
first experience in such work. It's surprising to see how cheerful and
jolly all the wounded are--all who have any strength. A wound means
home and a vacation to many of them, and with few exceptions these men
with holes in them lie on their beds like boys waiting for the word
which gives them recess. To-night I shall try to go to one of the
colored hospitals.

A boat is just in from Charleston. A cartel of exchange had been
agreed upon, by which all the wounded on our side were to be exchanged
for all the wounded upon the other, so that reference to negro
soldiers is avoided. The negro soldiers appear to have received the
same care as the white; on the other hand, some of the rebel officers
told with much gusto how Colonel Shaw's body had been thrown into a
common pit and those of two of his men tossed on top of him.

FROM H. W.

_July 31._ In at our open door walked Captain Hooper, and with him
Captain Rand of the First Cavalry, now on General Saxton's staff.
Captain Rand told us that our wounded who came down from Charleston
had been miserably cared for--the rebels acknowledged that they could
not take care of them. The surgeon said but one man had been properly
operated upon, and his wound had been dressed by one of the navy
surgeons, a prisoner. No men or officers of the Fifty-Fourth among
them: they said the officers we should hear of by way of Richmond; the
men, I suspect, are not. No one knows who are among the dead or
living--only that Colonel Shaw is dead, and probably Cabot Russel. It
is said to have been a very imposing sight, when, in the midst of
heavy firing from every fort, battery, and gunboat on each side, the
_Cosmopolitan_, with the rebel wounded on board, her hospital flag and
flag of truce flying, steamed up toward the city. Instantly every gun
ceased, and white flags appeared from each fort and ship till she had
pas