"What war?" exclaimed the old fellow; "the Revolution?" "Yes. The rebellion, we call it." "Ah! we gin the Britishers fits, didn't we?" It was evident the man knew nothing of the rebellion going on. When asked if he heard the fight, the other day, only six miles from his house, he opened his eyes widely, and said he "heard it '_thunderin'_' mighty loud, but couldn't see no clouds, and didn't know what to make _on it_." The fact was, these people live up in this place; raise what little will keep them from year to year; never read a paper, ('cause why, they can't); and they scarcely ever visit anybody. There are many cases of this kind within a few miles of this place, where as much _pent-up_ ignorance is displayed. If North Carolina is any worse, in Heaven's name send no more money to _distant heathen_, but attend to those at home. GENERAL WILLIAM H. LYTLE, Of whom our city has cause to be justly proud, has won for himself a name, engraven on the scroll of honor, as one of our country's heroes. A brief mention of his military career may be summed up as follows: He was, during the Mexican campaign, on General Scott's line, and, although but a mere youth, he commanded an independent company of volunteer infantry, from Cincinnati, that was afterward attached to the 2d Ohio, on Scott's line, and commanded by Colonel William Irwin, of Lancaster, Ohio. They were stationed most of the time at the "Rio Frio," keeping open the line of communication between the cities of Puebla and Mexico. Brigadier-General Robert Mitchell, of Kansas, and Brigadier-General McGinnis, of Iowa, were captains in the same regiment. At the termination of that war General Lytle studied and entered into the practice of the law.