Washington Correspondence of the Boston Journal.

In my school-boy days one of the most pleasing pictures in my geography by Malte Brun, was that intended to illustrate the character of the Green Mountain boys. It was simply a picture of a regiment of men on the march. An explanatory note said that they did great service in the revolution, that, they were tough, hardy, steady fellows, or something to that effect. The note is not half so well remembered as the long line of soldiers, marching over the hills and through the valleys, is to me the most vivid of all the numerous pictures in the book. I cannot remember what illustration gave the character of any other State. I remember only the Green Mountain boys.

The picture was recalled as I visited the Green Mountain boys of to-day in their encampment located in just such scenery as you may find in Vermont. There I found the 2d Reg., Col. Whiting, and the Third, Col. Hyde. My visit was to the last named. Every thing was neat around the camp, everything quiet. The Provost Marshal’s quarters of the brigade are near the guard tent of the Third. As I entered the camp I saw three soldiers of the New York 33d standing on pork barrels as if they were about making stump speeches, yet all three were silent as if waiting each for the other to begin. Occasionally they turned round as if to survey the scene, and catch, perhaps, the significant gesture of a soldier off duty, but they were dumb orators and were only paying penalties for slight offenses taking green corn without leave of the owners, or offenses of similar turpitude.