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Timaru Herald, Volume V, Issue 109, 13 June 1866, Page 3

At length a breeze rolled away the smoke that shrouded us, and disclosed our other columns bearing down ujwn the enemy's flauk. Now was the decisive moment " Charge bayonets !" rang out; aud, with loud shouts, we rushed forward to the assault. A storm of grape aud canister was hurled against us as we neared the batteries. Like maddened tigers, onr men leaped forward with the cold steel. The struggle over the guns was desperate. It was a butchery, savage m the extreme. The enemy broke and iled, leaving Us masters of the field. Since that time, I have not felt the least dread or hesitation on entering a battle. After the first few shots, I fire away as coolly as when hunting squirrels.

Death of Mr. Windham. — Mr. Windham, the young man so unhappily notorious for his vagaries, died rather suddenly at Norwich recently. The post-mortem examination showed that the cause was from congestion of the lungs and disease of the heart ft was not thought necessary to hold an inquest He had been, it is stated, even more than usually intemperate for some time past Mr. Windham would m 1869 have become entitled to an estate at Hanworth, m Norfolk, the net rental from 'Which is from £5000 to £6000 per annum. Corn Warehouses at Chicago.— The train speeds slowly over the plain, and unless it runs foul of another train— which happens occasionally — corn and train, engine and all, came snorting and rattling through the city, and vanish at lost into a great, tall, brick magazine like a lofty Liverpool warehouse, That is the " elevator ;" the railway is within it; the wharf and the ships are beside the great corn-bin, and it contains a steam-engine, which does a great deal of work. The Itytise grain is shovelled from the cars into a J wooden well, through which pass a whole regi- j ment of tin buckets. They move on the principle of the engines which deepen rivers. A strap is placed round a couple of rollers at the top and bottom of a system of wheels, and the buckets on the strap go down head foremost empty, turn j up and return full of corn ; at the top they turn j again, overturn, and tilt the grain into hoppers j

and spouts. Through these the grain is turned into bins, where it is weighed to an ounce by the machinery ; and when a ship is ready for a carjro, a sluice is drawn, and the grain pours into the hold. The whole operation seems to go on without human care. Laborers shovel grain into the maw of the elevator, and it does the work like a brownie. It only wants a feed of coal and a drink of dirty water now and theft.