Comrade Elias Moore, of Kingston, formerly of the 114th O.V.I., is fortunate in having all his letters written home during the war, and together they constitute a very good history of the operations of his regiment. By his permission we give below the one of these letters telling of Fort Blakley. The "Johnny" mentioned in his letter as having been wounded is his messmate and neighbor, John C. Entrekin, who has since gained some distinction as Colonel of the Sixth O.N.G.,Ohio National Guard) and the last Speaker of the Ohio House of Representatives, known to his political friends as the "blue eyed boy of destiny," and his opponents as the "Ohio cowboy." Here is the letter;

Since I last wrote you, we have been carrying on the siege as before. Yesterday the Seventeenth Ohio Battery took commanding position on our left, and succeeded very well in silencing the rebel batteries. The Fifteenth Massachusetts Infantry were in our front, behind a good sand fort constructed the night before by us. This regiment being composed mostly of new recruits and green men, it's fire did not do much execution, but still kept the rebels pretty quiet during the day. Major Gen. Osterhaus, our "Dutch" general of rear of Vicksburg fame, now Gen. Canby's chief of staff, visited our line yesterday morning and took a view of the rebel works. After a close observation through his glass, he remarked to the officers and men standing around, "Poys, we will eat our saur kraut and sow-belly over there to-morrow morning," pointing to the rebel works. The report soon spread throughout the different regiments, and about four p. m., when generals and their aids were seen coming to the front, and orderlies were hurrying with orders to the commanders of the brigades and regiments, we easily surmised what we had to do.

Soon our regiment was ordered into line, and glancing to the right and left, I found the other regiments of our brigade forming in line of battle. I knew the charge was going to be made and was prepared with forty rounds of ammunition and a canteen of water. We marched left in front along the trenches heading to our advance line of rifle pits, when we formed in line of battle fronting the rebels. The 34th Iowa was on our right, and the 83d Ohio deployed in front of our brigade as skirmishers. I will state here, that the detail had been sent out the evening before, to what we called the gopher holes, which are places dug in the ground large enough to hold two or three men comfortably. These holes were within about two hundred yards of the rebel works, and were dug after night. In them were placed sharpshooters, who crawled to them under cover of darkness. It was the business of the men in the gopher holes to pick off all rebels who showed their heads above the works. Johnny had been in one of these holes since the night before, and when the charge was sounded, he, with other sharpshooters, advanced with the skirmish line. The skirmish line had not advanced more than fifty yards, when the rebels opened on them with grape and canister, showering it over and around them as thick as hail. During this time the rebel infantry was not idle but gave us volley after volley, but not with the deadly effect you would suppose, as their aim was not accurate, and too high. When our skirmishers were within about one hundred yards of the rebel works they left their outer line of rifle pits and ran for the fort like scattered sheep.

We were yet laying in, or rather standing on, our advanced line of rifle pits, cheering our skirmishers on to victory or death. When the rebels began to scale their wall, it was only by repeat commands and threats from the officers that the men could be restrained from rushing to the charge without orders. At last they could no longer be held in check, but rushed to the charge, amid the iron storm and leaden hail, to participate in the glorious victory, which we knew waited us. I never saw more cool courage displayed than was shown by both officers and men, each striving to be the first inside the works.

The rebels kept up a steady fire until we came within their last line, when giving all up for lost, they threw down their arms and begged for mercy. The whole line charged from left to right, the colored division being on the right. Boys that saw them charge say there could have been no more courage displayed than was shown by the colored troops. The rebels made a desperate resistance, but could not stand against the overwhelming numbers and cool and determined soldiers. They started in hollering every jump, "Remember Fort Pillow!" As soon as the rebels found there was no longer use in resistance they fled to our part of the line for protection. Others less fortunate were bayoneted or shot; some few prisoners were taken but not many. The negros had chain shot, railroad iron, and other missiles hurled at them; but worst of all, and most to be dreaded, was the hidden torpedoes planted in the ground all along our front, but most in front of the negroes. It is said almost one whole company was blown up by them. We had to travel over a distance of about four hundred yards, across a deep hollow. This space had been covered by a dense growth of pine, which had been felled with the tops pointing towards us, and the limbs cut and sharpened. This was very difficult to pass over. Within fifty yards of their works they had constructed a thick brush fence, limbs sharpened and pointing outward. Inside of this was a line of inclined pickets planted in the ground and about breast high, these also were sharpened. There were openings left at certain spaces, and along the paths through these, they had torpedoes planted. About four feet in front of the ditch surrounding the main works they had a wire stretched about ankle high, which sent many a soldier on his head into the ditch. The 83rd Ohio is just now passing with their killed, six in number. They had over twenty wounded. We were very fortunate not to loose more men.

After charging and capturing these works we formed in line and went down to the landing, where we found the rebel hospital and commissary, but there was not much we wanted. I got a piece of meat, some corn meal and some shorts and brann crackers. Also several important orders and letters which I will send home. The charge was ordered at about six o'clock, in the evening. In less than an hour we were in the rebel works. After gathering up every thing we could find that we could use or send home. We commenced our return to this camp, where we had left our knapsacks and blankets, as we took nothing with us on the charge but our canteens and guns. We had reached the outer line of the rebel obstructions and were marching in single file, rejoicing over our evening's work, when we were startled, or almost struck dumb, by a thundering report, a flash, and the groans of wounded men. Soon I felt a shower of dirt falling over me. The report and flash were so unexpected and so near me that I was dazed for a moment, but was soon brought to my senses by the groans of three of our poor boys who had exploded a torpedo. Harrison Titrick (Teterick) was horribly mangled, one leg being blown off, the other broken and torn but still hanging to the body. Several pieces of the shell and metal had entered his bowels, and torn great holes in his body. His whole lower extremities were shattered and broken, his breast lacerated and his face horribly disfigured. He lived about two hours, was conscious most of the time and suffered very much. He called his near friends around him and sent messages to his parents. He was a brave soldier and a good boy. It was hard to see him die so.

Sergant H.L. Walker was severely wounded in the arm and back, only flesh wounds, but the flesh was almost torn from his right forearm. James Whitesides was badly wounded in the right thigh, the flesh being torn from the inside of the limb, also a wound in the arm. Another boy was badly stunned and powder burnt. The loss of Co. A. has been four men wounded, one mortally. Johnny was struck a couple of days ago by two pieces of shell. One cut about a dimes worth of flesh from his back and the other knocked off his boot heel.

We captured over three thousand prisoners and thirty guns. The 3rd brigade (ours) had the honor of being first inside the works, and the 114th Ohio colors were the first to float over the rebel fortifications. Many of the rebel prisoners are now under guard taking up the torpedoes. This kind of warfare is nothing short of cold blooded murder. I would like to see the fiend who ordered them put in the ground, hung, shot, or burnt. There is no death too severe, no torture sufficient to retaliate for the murder of our brave boys.

The Lieutenant Colonel of the sixty-ninth Indiana was wounded, and afterwards exploded a hidden torpedo, which they at first thought had killed him. It was only with difficulty his men could be restrained from retaliating on the prisoners. One of the boys is now telling how the negroes bayoneted and clubbed the rebels in their possession in Mobile. This is one of their strongest outer works. It is reported here that Richmond and Petersburg have been evacuated. If that is so we will soon play out this rebellion. Be sure and save all my letters.