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THE PICTORIAL BOOK OF 
 
 AIECDOTM'Mir-IICIDENTS 
 
 WAR OF ipftl%BELLION, 
 
 EMBRACING THE MOST BRILLIANT AND REMARKABLE ANECDOTICAL EVENTS 
 
 OF THE 
 
 GREAT CONFLICT IN THE UNITED STATES: 
 
 HEROIC, PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, ROMANTIC, HUMOROUS AND TRAGICAL, 
 
 FROM THE TIME OF THE MEMORABLE TOAST OF 
 
 AMBiiiW M(3K§©M=="Tetg FEBgR^A OIHlllONl ; BT MOST BE PRESIRVIB J" 
 
 Uttered in 1830, in presence of the original Secession Conspirators, to the AssassinatioxN 
 OF President Lincoln, and the end of the War. 
 
 with 
 
 FAMOUS WOEDS AI^D DEEDS OF WOMA:^, 
 
 SANITARY AND HOSPITAL SCENES, PRISON EXPERIENCES, &c. 
 
 By FRAZAR KIRKLAND, 
 
 Author of the " Cyclopedia op Commercial and Business Anecdotes," etc. 
 
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 1866. 
 
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PREFACE: 
 PLAI^ OF THE WOEK. 
 
 It is safe to assume that no family — no intelligent man, or woman, indeed, — in the 
 sisterhood of States composing our common country, will be willing to forego the 
 possession of some portraiture of the more lively or personal sayings and doings 
 which crowded themselves wit^such rapidity into each succeeding day of the Ore at 
 Four Years' War: and, to supply that Avant, in the most fit and attractive form, this 
 volume has been prepared, and is now offered, — in confident assurance of its value and 
 popular reception, — to the American People. 
 
 Not only would it be a difficult task to find that man or woman whose mind has 
 not been thus enlisted to the most intense degree of interest in the gi'eat procession 
 of events during tlie period named, but the attempt Avould be almost equally futile to 
 discover the family circle or individual upon Avhom those events have not fallen, either 
 directly or indirectly, A\ath a shock which memory will never efface nor time obliviate. 
 And Avhilst, of these latter, it may be said the number is well nigh past envimeration, 
 who have spilled their blood, sundered the nearest and dearest ties, endured weari- 
 some and relentless persecution, and been brought to irretrievable penury and desola- 
 tion ; on the other hand, multitudes there are, who now find reason to rejoice, as 
 surviving participants in the grand and triumphant, though bloody and appalling train 
 of events, which, under an overruling Providence, have doomed forever this and all 
 future similar attempts to destroy a Government fomided in the blood and prayers of 
 earth'* wisest and best, and upon which the hopes of the world are centred. 
 
 Great Company of Heroic Martyrs ! The Nation's acclaim of gratitude hails 
 and blesses you, and the Song of Jubilee which you have put i|Jto the hearts of the 
 people — yea, of thrice ten millions ! — shall be taken up by coming generations, and 
 in far distant lands now* waking to political consciousness, until every voice shall sing 
 responsive to the Universal Anthem of Manhood Vindicated, Justice Regenerated, and 
 Liberty Enthroned. 
 
 To exhibit and commemorate the course of events thus inaugurated in crimeful 
 ambition and sectional heresy, and culminating in a New Birth, and in a larger, stronger, 
 and more enduring Life to the Nation thus sought to be destroyed, the historian has 
 gathered together and woven into thoughtful chapters the documentary materials and 
 official details of the Struggle ; the poet's genius has lent its inspiration to the charm 
 of glowing and melodious rhyme ; and the pen of romance has indited its most touch- 
 ing story of mingled pathos and horror, of principle tested, and suffering crowned 
 with victory ! 
 
 All these have their appropriate place, — their peculiar usefulness and adaptation. 
 Future generations, scarcely less than the present, will read Avith absorbing avidity 
 the historian's volume ; the poet's ringing verse Avill not cease to be the keynote to 
 warm the sympathies and rouse the heart to greater love of patriotism, freedom and 
 justice ; and the more gushing sensibilities will find food in the well-Avrought tale of 
 heart-trials not simply " founded " on fact, but the delineation of gaunt fact itself, m 
 its relation to individual cases innumerable. ^ 
 
O , PEEFACE. 
 
 The character of the present Avork, — The Book op Anecdotes and Incidents 
 OF the AVar of thk Rebellion, — is distinctive alike from that of the sober Histor}^, 
 the connected Narrative, and the impassioned Story. Whilst embracing all that is 
 striking and marvellous, touching, witty anfl pathetic, in the scenes from which the 
 latter have been produced, its object is not to weave together any individual theory, 
 philosophy, or methodical detail of affairs, but to present, in attractive form and classifi- 
 cation, a volume of the most thrilling, racy and xoonderful incidents in the Nation's 
 four years' experience of War, culminating in the assassination of Lincoln, the Beloved 
 Chief Magistrate, and in the ignominious doom of the Arch-Conspirators ! 
 
 It may be remarked, in a word, that, equally to the Akmy, the Navy, and lo the 
 Civilian, — one and the same in their glorious consecration to the great cause of 
 National Existence, — are the pages of this work devoted. 
 * Nor is this collection confined to any particular State, Section, Corps, or Depart- 
 ment, but embraces them all. The States loyal, and those in rebellion, are here por- 
 trayed, in the scenes, incidents and episodes, which transpired in them respectively. 
 The Army of the Potomac, of the Cumberland, of Virginia, of the Southwest, of the 
 James, and every other, of Avhatever name, is alike and copiously represented. Gen- 
 erals Grant, Sherman, Sheridan, McClellan, Burnside, Hooker, Thomas, Butler, Fre- 
 mont, — Admirals Farragut, Foote, Porter, Rodgers, Dahlgren, Dupont, and the rest 
 of the great host of Chief Commanders on the Lanit and on the Sea, — their grand 
 armies, corps, divisions, brigades, fleets, squadrons, etc., and the brave men under their 
 lead, — are here duly commemorated. 
 
 The stirring deeds of the Armies and Fleets en masse, and of their officers and 
 men individually, — those momentous days and hours, those transcendent acts and move- 
 ments, the memory of which will live in lettei-s of blood before the eyes and burn like 
 fire in the hearts of those Avho participated in them ; these, sifted like gold, are here 
 spread out in all their varied attractiveness. Thus it is, that the ra7ik and file, as Avell 
 as the superior officers, are made illustrious in these pages, by the valor, skill or 
 achievement, which distinguished them, — and such instances may be said, without any 
 strain of truth, to have characterized every regiment and crew, without exception, in 
 the Grand Army and Navy of the Union ! 
 
 A glance at the General Contents of this work will furthermore show that they 
 comprise Anecdotes of Scenes and Events relating to several hundred battles, skir- 
 mishes and collisions, on land and sea, including every engagement of note during the 
 prolonged Conflict ; that the vessels from whose mast-head the gallant ensign waved 
 memorably in the nation's service, have here their annals of fame and honor ; and 
 that not a single general officer, of historic fame, in either arm of the country's 
 defence, has been l^t sight of, in giving completeness to the volume as a repository 
 of whatever is piquant, racy, marvellous, pathetic, or grand, in the diiFerent depart- 
 ments and fields of military operation. # 
 
 The most famous sayings and doings in political circles, bearing upon Secession in 
 its public and private aspects ; camp, picket, spy, scout and battle-field adventures ; 
 the brilliant tactics, ruses, strategy, etc., which have made this Avar so remarkable even 
 in the eyes of European military governments ; thrilling feats of bravery among the 
 tarpaulins and blue-jackets ; " hard-tack " and mule beef legends ; recruiting, con- 
 scripting and substituting oddities ; female soldiers ; the harrowing sights and experi- 
 ences of the hospital and prison; and all the inner-life happenings, humors and 
 drolleries of an army ; — these cover the broad pages of this richly filled volume, and, it 
 is believed, render it, above all other Avorks Avliich the Avar has called forth, the one 
 in especial Avhich, for the spare hours of home reading, every soldier, seaman, citizen 
 and family, Avill desire to possess. 
 
 But, in addition to the above brief summary of contents, it may be claimed for this 
 work that it is, almost exclusively, the one specially planned for a choice and discrimi- 
 nating exhibition of Woman's Career in the Scenes and Events of the War ! Per- 
 haps no other fact could give such peculiar value to these pages, or secure for them 
 such ready acceptance on the part of the reading public. 
 
PREFACE. 9 
 
 The separate volume, originally contemplated by the editor, to be devoted entirely 
 to that deeply interesting record, has been merged with this, into one, thus adding to 
 its departments a most attractive feature — rich, unique, and surpassing romance in its 
 resume of startling facts and strange developments of the Perils, Valor, Amours and 
 Devotedness specially pertainmg to that sex, the wheat being carefully sifted from the 
 chatf. The wonderful character of Woman's Career, North and South, during a four 
 years' fratricidal war which reached all classes and penetrated every element and 
 interest of society, and in which she herself was summoned to bear such variety and 
 burden of experience, has no counterpart whatsoever in the history of mankind ; a 
 fact which, indeed, could not have been otherwise, when it is considered that never 
 before, in the ages of the world, Avas such a contest waged, and that at no previous 
 period was woman's social and intellectual equality with the other sex so generally 
 admitted, or her influence so powerful and wide-spread, — thus necessarily bringing her, 
 by a coincidence truly memorable, in active identity with public affairs, in the greatest 
 of human crises ! 
 
 The part which the sex enacted, under these unparalleled cii'cumstances, is here 
 most amply illustrated, — excluding, of course, much that was of inferior intei'est, and 
 the record will at least be adjudged a Brilliant, Romantic and Inviting one, on glanc- 
 ing at the Index of subjects comprised in this volume, those relating to Woman being 
 there printed in Italics. 
 
 Not only in respect to the specialty just remarked upon, but equally with reference 
 to all the other topical divisions of the volume, it may be asserted tliat no trouble, 
 labor, travel, nor consideration of time or cost, has been allowed to stand in the way 
 of their most complete preparation. Familiar intercourse with officials and privates, 
 attendance at the Departments in Washington, personal observation and correspond- 
 ence, all the official documents, the teeming issues of the newspaper pi'ess, in their 
 vast and prolific range, — of all these, the editor has painstakingly and freely availed 
 himself, during the last five years, in order to produce a work, if not absolutely perfect, 
 yet certainly not excelled, in the quality of readableness, by any Book of the War. 
 Of the many thousand anecdotes which have passed under his inspection, in the immense 
 accumulation of materials named, — common to all and special to none, — the contents 
 of tliis volume comprise those which were found to have called forth the greatest 
 interest and admiration on the part of the public, and which were thought to most 
 aptly exhibit the lights and shades of the wai". This was the aim and object kept in 
 view. 
 
 A conscientious care was justly called for, and duly exercised, in excluding those 
 productions concerning the war, to which the pens that gave them birth affixed a 
 retaining claim ; and a faithful comparison, in that respect, of what is here brought 
 together, with the contents of other collections, is freely invited. It was nevertheless 
 found inherently impossible, in a vast number of instances, (out of more tlian seven 
 thousand memorabilia in hand,) owing to the rapid and wide-spread publication in so 
 many issues of tlie press, interchangeably, of the same anecdotes or performances, to 
 trace out and authenticate their paternity or nrst source ; — a difficulty still further 
 increased by tlie citation, in frequent cases, of different authorities or sources for the 
 same narration, incident, poem, etc., etc. This lack and confusion of identity, so com- 
 mon, and perhaps unavoidable, in the making up of anecdotical columns, selections of 
 miscellany, poetry, and extracts from current books, for the press, did not, however, inter- 
 pose any bari-ier to their use in a Avork like this. But if, arismg from this circumstance, 
 anything has thus unconsciously been appropriated for tliese pages which enci'oaches 
 upon any exclusive and verified proprietorship, or upon any repository of avowed and 
 genuine originality, such matter will as readily and cheerfully be eliminated from the 
 text as it was there given a place. 
 
 With reference to those passages which involve the heated language of personal 
 colloquy or combat, it seemed not always possible, however much to be desired, to 
 divest them of all their excited, anff even irreverent expletives, and at the same time 
 preserve the animus of the occurrence as it . actually transpired. Nor, indeed, is it a 
 
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 PEEFACE. 
 
 question in ethics, readily to be answered in the affirmative, whether the recital of 
 those ghastly scenes of blood and death, which necessarily constitute the substance of 
 every war and of aU war literature, and which are read of with such avidity, can be 
 considered any more congenial to a correct taste and moral sensibility, than the merely 
 verbal attestations, however imprecatory, by which they were accompanied. 
 
 As showing the extent and variety of matter contained in this volume, the simple 
 statement will suffice, that the accompanying list of Battles, Engagements, Collisions, 
 etc., etc., consulted in the preparation of these anecdotes, numbers several thousand ; 
 — of Generals and Naval Commanders, and of Public Vessels, many hundred ; — each 
 list reflecting a multitude of pleasing, spicy, unique, and startling events. Besides 
 these, there is presented a classified outline of the topical contents or special subjects 
 pertaining to each of the Eight Parts, and a most copious Index to the leading anec- 
 dotes is placed at the close. 
 
 Of the mechanical appearance of this book, the names, enterprise and liberality, 
 of the eminent Publishers, will at once be accepted as vouchers that nothing in the 
 typographical and illustrative art has been omitted by them, to gratify the eye, and to 
 render the publication one in every way deserving universal patronage. 
 
 The numerous Illustrative Engravings, executed in the highest style of beauty 
 and without regard to cost, by the most skillful artists in the country, which are here 
 presented, constitute a feature of embellishment in no other instance attempted in 
 books of this kind. They are of themselves alone worth the full price of the volume. 
 
LIST or ILLUSTRATIONS. 
 
 PLATES, PORTRAITS, AND DESCRIPTIVE EMBELLISHMENTS. 
 
 Designed and Engraved Expressly for this Work, by N. Orr & Co., New York. 
 
 1. LIEUT.-GEN. GRANT AND HIS BRAVE SOLDIERS, 
 
 2. EMBLEMATIC TITLE-PAGE,— Battle and Corps' Flags,— Printed in Colors, 
 
 3. Dedicatory Vignette, 
 
 4. ILLUSTRATIVE PLATE FOR PART I.— The American Flag Triumphant 
 
 5. Illuminated Initial Letter, . 
 
 6. Portrait of John C. Calhoun, 
 Y. Afraid of the Girl's Eye, 
 
 8. According to their Sympathies, 
 
 9. Vindication of the Flag Abroad, 
 
 10. Portrait of Edwin M. Stanton,- 
 
 11. Portrait of Joseph Holt, 
 
 12. Portrait of Abraham Lincoln, 
 
 13. Homage to the Flag by an Eagle, 
 
 14. Front-Door Confabulations, 
 
 15. Portrait of Fernando Wood, 
 
 16. Portrait of C. L. Vallandigham, 
 
 17. Carolina Unionist, 
 
 18. Portrait of Stephen A. Douglas, 
 
 19. Portrait of William H Seward, 
 
 20. And the Brother shall Deliver up the Brother to Death, 
 
 21. Hard Shell Brethren, 
 
 22. Portrait of Gen. Robert Anderson, 
 
 23. Portrait of Lieut.-Gen. Winfield Scott, 
 
 24. Minute Men op Massachusetts, 
 
 25. Portrait of Col. R. Barnwell Rhett, 
 
 26. Portrait of John Tyler, 
 
 27. Portrait of Preston S. Brooks, 
 
 28. The Boy Father to the Man, 
 
 29. Presidential Favor for Everybody, 
 
 30. Portrait of Howell Cobb, . 
 
 31. Which Side? 
 
 32. Portrait of Mrs. Lincoln, 
 
 33. Romantic Adventure, . , 
 
 34. Portrait of Edmund Ruffin, 
 
 35. Refusing to Volunteer, 
 
 36. Portrait of Andrew Jackson, 
 
 37. Swear Him, &c., 
 
 38. Witnessing and Dying for the Truth, 
 
 39. Portrait of Edward Everett, 
 
 40. Portrait of J. C. Breckinridge, . 
 
 41. Stating the Exact Alternative, 
 
 42. Portrait of Mrs. Stephen A. Douglas, 
 
 43. Portrait of Charles J. Faulkner, 
 
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12 LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS. 
 
 44. Interceding for her Father, .... 
 
 45. God's Flag, ...... 
 
 46. Portrait of R. M. T. Hunter, . . . 
 
 47. Portrait of Gen. Philip Sheridan, 
 
 48. Length of the War, ..... 
 
 49. Accommodating Himself to Circumstances, 
 
 50. ILLUSTRATIVE PLATE FOR PART II.— Ho ! for the War, 
 
 51. Illuminated Initial Letter, 
 
 52. How does he grow 'em? 
 
 63. Love and Patriotism, . . . ' 
 
 64. Ira's Wife and his Breeches, 
 
 55. Fate of a Coward, 
 
 56. Fannnie and Nellie, 
 
 57. Career of Frank Henderson, . 
 
 58. Portrait of Lieut.-Gen. Ulysses S. Grant, 
 
 59. Hopeful Tackett, 
 
 60. Portrait of John Letcher, ^ 
 
 61. Effect of Crinoline, . . . 
 
 62. Portrait of "Stonewall" Jackson, 
 
 63. Portrait of Col. Billy Wilson, 
 
 64. Quite the Youngest Recruit, 
 65- Drafting Scene, 
 
 66. Equal to the Emergency, 
 
 67. Fightin' ober a Bone, 
 
 68. Bounty Jumper Captured by a Dog, 
 
 69. Tender in Years, but Patriotic, 
 
 70. Snaked Away and Drummed In, 
 
 71. Tenderness of the President, 
 
 72. ILLUSTRATIVE PLATE FOR PART III.— Bombardment of Fort Sumter 
 
 73. Illuminated Initial Letter, 
 
 74. Rallying around the Flag, 
 
 75. Portrait of Gen. Geo. H. Thomas, 
 
 76. Young America, 
 
 77. Is the Colonel AT Home? 
 
 78. War and Naty Buildings, 
 
 79. Old Capitol Prison, Washington, 
 
 80. California Joe, 
 
 81. Portrait of Gen. Felix K. Zollicoffer, 
 
 82. Portrait of Gen. John C. Fremont, 
 
 83. Going in Quest of Satisfaction, 
 
 84. Portrait of Gen. Humphrey Marshall, 
 
 85. General Meade's Head-quarters, 
 
 86. Well Done for a Youth, . 
 
 87. Portrait of Gen. Judson Kilpatrick, 
 
 88. Good Samaritan, 
 
 89. Portrait OF Gen. Wm. W Averill, '. 
 
 90. Too Big Not to be a SoldieRj 
 
 91. Portrait of Judah P. Benjamin, 
 
 92. Lieut. Davis's Task, 
 
 93. Portrait of Major Zagonyi, 
 
 94. Mrs. Brownell, the Heroine, 
 
 95. Portrait of Gen, Pope, 
 
 96. Portrait of Gen. Saxton, - 
 
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 Courtesies of Picket Life, 
 
 Portrait of Gen. A. Sidney Johnston, 
 
 Won his Wager, 
 
 Portrait of Gen. Longstreet, . 
 
 Uncomfortably Warm Place, 
 
 Head-quarters of Lee, Gettysburg, 
 
 Preferred to Die in the Field, 
 
 Characteristic Pluck, 
 
 Ragged Texans, 
 
 Remember Fort Pillow, 
 
 Use for a Shell, 
 
 Portrait of Gen. Jeff. Thompson, 
 
 Fate of Two Germans, 
 
 Owning Up, .... 
 
 Portrait of Gen. Philip Kearny, . 
 
 Negro Rifleman, 
 
 Portrait of Gen. E. D. Baker, 
 
 Fairfax Court House, . , - 
 
 Portrait of Col. Ellsworth, 
 
 Bull Run Battlefield, 
 
 Neutral Cornfield, 
 
 Portrait of Gen. J. E. Johnston, 
 
 Climbing the Mountains, 
 
 Union Bushwhackers and Rebel Cavalry, 
 
 Portrait of Maj.-Gen. McPherson, 
 
 Portrait of Gen. Barksdale, . : 
 
 Portrait of Gen. David Hunter, . 
 
 Union and Rebel Pickets, 
 
 Portrait of Gen. A. E. Burnside, - 
 
 Soldiers Captured by a Boy, , 
 
 Portrait of Albert Pike, . 
 
 Intrepid Conduct, 
 
 Bob, the Spunky Drummer Boy, 
 
 Portrait of Gen. H. W. Slocum, 
 
 Portrait of Gov. H. A. Wise, 
 
 Capt. Tilden's Lucky Escape, . 
 
 As Good as a Captured Gun, 
 
 Portrait of Gen. J. C. Pemberton, 
 
 Portrait of Gen. L. Polk, 
 
 Ahead of his Troops, . . 
 
 Surrender of Gen. Lee, 
 
 Portrait of Gen. G. A. Custer, 
 
 ILLUSTRATIVE PLATE FOR PART IV, 
 
 Illuminated Initial Letter, 
 
 Raking a Traitor, . 
 
 Naval Peacemaker, 
 
 Portrait of Lieut. Worden, 
 
 ".Charge! Chester, Charge ! " 
 
 Portrait of Admiral Dupont, 
 
 Half-hour's Visit at Island No. 10, 
 
 Light-House at Fort Morgan, 
 
 Portrait of Admiral Porter, . 
 
 Before Vicksburg, 
 
 AVAL Scenes and 
 
 Exploits, 
 
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 -Varieties of the War, 
 
 150. Pleasant Hoax all Round, 
 
 151. Wreck of the Monitor, 
 
 152. Portrait of Capt. J. A. Winslow, 
 
 153. Portrait of Admiral A. H. Foote, 
 
 154. Blue- Jacket on his Mule, 
 
 155. Lieut. Cushing's Great Exploit, 
 
 156. Another Cassabianca, . 
 15*7. Pictorial Humors of the War, 
 
 158. Portrait of Secretary Welles, 
 
 159. Portrait of Com. Bailey, . 
 
 160. Portrait of Capt. Semmes, 
 
 161. Buchanan's Sword Yielded, 
 
 162. EiTER Devils for Carrying on War, . 
 
 163. The Merrimac, 
 
 164. Gunboat FiGHf at Fort Pillow, 
 
 165. Fleet of Gunboats in the James Riter, 
 
 166. Farragut lashed ^o the Mast, 
 
 167. Gunboat Kansas, 
 
 168. Willing to part with his other Leg, 
 
 169. ILLUSTRATIVE PLATE FOR PART V., 
 ITO. Illuminated Initial Letter, 
 1*71. "Mark Time," 
 
 172. Portrait of Gen. Sherman, 
 
 173. Sentry's Encounter with a Regular 
 
 174. Halting Effect of the Ardent, 
 
 175. Portrait of Secretary Chase, 
 
 176. Col. Owen's Squad Drill, 
 
 177. Portrait of Gen. McClellan, 
 
 178. Portrait op Gen. Rosecrans, . 
 
 179. Portrait of Gen. J. C. Davis, 
 
 180. Encounter between Nelson and Datis, 
 
 181. Portrait of Gen. Nelson, . 
 
 182. Portrait of Gen. McCook, 
 
 183. Col. Gazley doing Guard Duty, 
 
 184. Portrait of J. C. Ely, . 
 
 185. Caught in his own Trap, 
 
 186. Portrait of Gen. Hardee, 
 
 187. Gen. Butler's Head-quarters, 
 
 188. Whar's DAT Nigger, 
 
 189. Belligerent Work, , , 
 
 190. Military Etiquette, 
 
 191. Orders on the Battlefield, 
 
 192. Portrait of Gen. N. P. Banks, 
 
 193. ILLUSTRATED PLATE FOR PART VI.,— Colored Soldiers 
 
 194. Illuminated Initial Letter, 
 
 195. Swamp Angel, 
 
 196. Sanitary Commission, . 
 
 197. Wicked Joke upon a Postmaster, ^ 
 
 198. Relay House 
 
 199. Army Kitchen, 
 
 200. Swearing in a Cook, 
 
 201. Milking the Cow, . 
 
 202. Sergeant Davis's Tender Beef, 
 
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 203. Portrait of Gen. Terry, 
 
 204. Portrait of Gen. Halleck, 
 
 205. Portrait op Gen. Wadsworth, 
 
 206. Peddler and Gen. Nelson, 
 20*7. Pumpkin Pie for Wickford, 
 
 208. Fresh Pork for the Eighth Illinois, . 
 
 209. Affecting Appeal to a Commissary, 
 
 210. Conference of Newspaper Correspondents, 
 
 211. Portrait of Gen. Hooker, 
 
 212. Telegraph Station, 
 
 213. Lieut. 's Perfumed Breath, 
 
 214. Prompt Settlement of a Claim, 
 
 215. Field Carriages dispensed with, 
 
 216. Question in Infantry Practice, 
 
 217. Portrait of John H. Morgan, . 
 
 218. No Business wid a Gun, 
 
 219. Portrait of Gen. Beauregard, 
 
 220. Writing Home, 
 
 221. Signalling, .... 
 
 222. Nellie, the beate Battle Horse, - 
 
 223. Indian Mound, Chattanooga, 
 
 224. Flight from the Shenandoah, 
 
 225. Aunt Charlotte, the Old Cook, 
 
 226. Bridge across Platte Creek, 
 
 227. Inflating the Pontoon, 
 
 228. Four Legged Messenger proved Disloyal, 
 
 229. Saddling to suit the Route, 
 230- ILLUSTRATIVE PLATE FOR PART VH.,— Christian and 
 
 231. Illuminated Initial Letter, 
 
 232. Portrait of Miss Brownlow, 
 
 233. Beautiful, but Dead, . 
 
 234. That is my Brother, 
 
 235. Tracts versus Pound Cake, 
 
 236. Portrait of Alex. H. Stephens, 
 
 237. Elizabeth Comstock with Dying Soldiers, 
 
 238. Dalliance and Treachery, 
 
 239. Portrait of Gov. Morgan, N. Y., 
 
 240. Amours and Fancies op the Camp, . 
 
 241. Sweet Seventeen overhauling Secessionists, 
 
 242. Castle Thunder, .... 
 
 243. Embalming-Building before Richmond, 
 
 244. Court House and Hospital, 
 
 245. Sergeant's Prophecy Fulfilled, 
 
 246. Incident in the Battle of Fredericksburg, 
 
 247. Portrait of Pauline Cushman, 
 
 248. LiBBY Prison, .... 
 
 249. Loyalty in Virginia, 
 
 250. Portrait of Mrs. Gen. Grant, 
 
 251. Portrait op Gen. Tilghman, 
 
 252. Gen. Lander and his Bible, 
 
 253. Mistook the Guns, 
 
 254. Portrait of Gen. R. E. Lee, 
 
 255. Bodies Laid Out, 
 
 
 
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 256. Head-Quarters of Gen. Burnside, . 
 
 257. Monument at Stone River, 
 
 258. Proof against Federal Gallantry, 
 
 259. Old Hannah, .... 
 
 260. Familiar Soldier Scenes, (Housekeeping,) 
 
 261. Burns, the Gettysburg Hero, . 
 
 262. Mose Bryan, 
 
 263. Soldiers' Graves, 
 
 264. Military Prison at Salisbury, 
 
 265. Miss Lee and the Yankee Corporal, . 
 
 266. Portrait of Gen. Lyon, 
 
 267. Watch kept by a Dog, . 
 
 268. Sherman's Absence of Mind, 
 
 269. Portrait of Gen. Ben. McCulloch, 
 
 270. Jerry and Gen. Thomas' Spy Glass, 
 
 271. Portrait of Gen. Meade, 
 
 272. Carving his own Head-board, 
 
 273. Wickedness of Woman, 
 
 274. Portrait op Bell Boyd, 
 
 275. Old Ladies Conversing about Gen. Bragg, 
 
 276. Gen. Butler as a Young Lawyer, . 
 
 277. Railroad Depot, Atlanta, Ga., 
 
 278. Alas, Poor Soldier! 
 
 279. Portrait of Gov. Andrew, Mass., 
 
 280. Enjoying Negro Hospitality, 
 •281. Frankie Bragg, 
 
 282. A Young Woman Shoots a Guerrilla, 
 
 283. Major B. :en route with the Widow, . 
 
 284. Portrait of Gov. Curtin, Pa., 
 
 285. A Soldier Mustered Out, 
 
 286. Portrait of Gen. Howard, . 
 
 287. ILLUSTRATIVE PLATE FOR PART YIII 
 
 288. Illuminated Initial Letter, 
 
 289. Portrait of Chas. Sumner, 
 
 290. Death of the Assassin, 
 
 291. Portrait of Secretary Fessenden, 
 
 292. Patience tried too far, 
 
 293. Portrait of Jeff. Davis, 
 
 294. Portrait of President Johnson, 
 
 295. Andrew Johnson's Tailor Shop, 
 
 296. Portrait of Mrs. Jeff. Davis, 
 
 297. Jeff.'s Capture by the Yanks, . ■ . 
 
 298. Familiar Talk with Mr. Lincoln, . 
 290. Jeff, and the Blacksmith, 
 
 300. Portrait of Geo. N. Sanders, 
 
 301. Grand Finale — "To whom it may Concern 
 
 Early Home 
 
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GENERAL CONTENTS. 
 
 Page. 
 Preface, axd Plan of the Work, - - - _ _ _ 7 
 
 List of Plates, Portraits, and Descriptive Embellishjients, - -11 
 
 PART FIRST. 
 
 PATEIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ADMINISTKATIVE, ETC. 
 
 Pages 23-154. 
 
 Memorable Annals and Reminiscences of Men and Measures Identified 
 WITH THE Great Struggle ; Heroic Devotion to the Star-Spangled 
 Banner, — Valorous Defence of and Dying Blessings upon It; Dark 
 AND Troublous Experiences of Unionists and Conspirators ; Tests and 
 Trials of Loyalty, North and South; Famous Legal and Judicial Inci- 
 dents; Peculiar Instances of Administering and Taking the Oath- 
 Allegiance under Stress of Circumstances; Disposal of Knotty Cases- 
 Logic and Lessons for Secessionists; Amusing Colloquies; Flashes of 
 Rhetoric ; Official Gravities, Jokes, Raillery, Blunders, Retorts, Bur- 
 lesques, "Witticisms ; &c., &c. 
 
 PART SECOND. 
 
 VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, COMMUTING, SUBSTITUTING, DESERTING, ETC. 
 
 Pages 157-218. ' 
 
 Noble Instances of Rallying to the Ranks, and op Enlistment among the 
 Aged and Young; Hearings, Ludicrous and Perplexing, before the 
 Commissioners ; Raw Recruits and Eccentric Characters ; Applicants 
 FOR Exemption; Ruses and Quibbles to Escape Duty — Strange Phe- 
 nomena OF Nativity, Age and Infirmities ; Bewildered Surgeons ; Luck- 
 less Conscripts; Rare Brokerage and Bounty Dealings; Flush Purses; 
 Hardships and Miseries ; Side-Shaking Gaieties, Jests, Puns ; &c., &c. 
 
18 CONTENTS. 
 
 PAKT THIRD. 
 
 GREAT CONFLICTS AND ACHIEVEMENTS OF THE ARMY, AND ILLUSTRIOUS 
 EXAMPLES OF INDIVIDUAL HEROISM IN THE RANK AND FILE, ETC. 
 
 Pages 221-348. 
 
 Brilliant Battle Scenes ; Military Characteristics of the Leading Gen- 
 erals, — THEIR Appearance, Conversations, Orders, Tactics and Bravery, 
 when Confronting the Enemy ; Martyrs on the Gory Field ; Unparal- 
 leled Fortitude and Endurance; Coolness and Intrepidity in Danger; 
 Bold Movements of Artillery, Cavalry, and Infantry; Splendid 
 Charges; Desperate Hand-to-Hand Encounters; Extraordinary Sharp- 
 shooting; Memorials, of I^Jouthful Courage; Dealings with Bush- 
 whackers AND Guerrillas ; Cj^lebrities and Adventures of Camp, Picket, 
 Spy, Scout and Staff ; Peril, ^Terror, Panic, and Disaster ; Mirth-Pro- 
 voking Sights, Scenes, WHiMs,"'§QmBs, Oddities ; &c., &c. 
 
 PART FOURTH. 
 
 NAVAL AND COMMERCIAL; SQUADRON, FLEET, STEAMER, GUNBOAT, 
 
 TRANSPORT AND PRIVATEER ; THEIR CRUISES, OFFICERS, 
 
 PERFORMANCES, ETC. 
 
 Pages 351-398. 
 
 Terrible Engagements ; Suffering and Death for the Flag ; Havoc and 
 Horrors of Modern Bombardment ; Blockade Exploits ; Feats of Sea- 
 manship ; Furious Personal Combats ; Long and Exciting Chases ; 
 Escapes, Rescues, Prizes ; Thrilling Catastrophes and Tragedies, Cap- 
 tures, Sinkings and Surrenders ; Awkward Landsmen, Raw Marines, 
 Jolly Veterans, and Treacherous Pilots ; Jack Afloat and Ashore ; 
 Freaks, Drolleries, Haps and Mishaps, among the Loyal Tarpaulins 
 and Blue Jackets ; &c., &c. 
 
 PART FIFTH. 
 
 MILITARY ORGANIZATION AND EQUIPMENT, DISCIPLINE AND DRILL, 
 
 PARADE, REVEILLE, REVIEWS, ORDNANCE, PAROLES, PASSES, 
 
 FURLOUGHS, COUNTERSIGNS, FUGITIVE HUNTS, ETC. 
 
 Pages 401-440. 
 
 Mustering-in ; Splendid Specimens of Soldierly Movement ; Dexterous 
 Handling of Arms ; Evolutions, Comical and Piquant; Queer Dilemmas ; 
 Uncouth Subjects and Verdant Victims, White and Black ; Grotesque 
 Performances; Novel Terms and Phraseology; Bivouac Sights; Tasks 
 AND Pleasantries; Mistakes, Jocularities, FACETiiE; &c., &c. 
 
CONTENTS. 19 
 
 PART SIXTH. 
 
 COMMISSARY AND RATIONS, FINANCE AND CURRENCY, THE PRESS, THE 
 MAILS, THE TELEGRAPH, ETC. 
 
 Pages 443-514, 
 
 Uncle Sam's Supplies; Subsistence under Difficulties; 'Haed-Tack' and 
 Mule Beef Legends ; Foraging Raids ; Disloyal Fowls and Contra- 
 band Dainties; Impromptu Confiscations in a Small Wat; Dialogues 
 WITH the Quartermaster ; Shameful Impositions ; Scrip and Currency 
 Varieties ; Unique Banking Operations ; Collection Excursions at the 
 South, Chivalric Repudiation ; Tricks, Artifice, and Accomplishments 
 of Editors, Reporters and Correspondents ; -Jncidents of the Mail ; 
 Telegraphic Odds and Ends, Miscellanies, Novelties, Finesse; &c., &c. 
 
 PART SEVENTH. 
 
 DOMESTIC, MORAL, WOMANLY, SANITARY, AFFECTIONAL, MATRIMONIAL, 
 
 ROMANTIC, ETC. 
 
 Pages SlT-esO. 
 
 Exhibition of Personal Traits, — Benevolence, Generosity, Courtesy, 
 Magnanimity, &c. ; Illustrations of the Home Affections and House- 
 hold Attachments ; Female Soldiers ; Regimental Pets ; Marriages in 
 Camp; Noble Words and Deeds of Loyal Women; Rancor and Crimi- 
 nalities of Female Secessionists; Hospital Patients; Ministrations to 
 THE Sick and Wounded ; Bogus Invalids ; Partings, Reunions, Bereave- 
 ments, AND Burials; Touching Death-bed Scenes, — Last Words, Memen- 
 toes, Keepsakes and Souvenirs ; Prison Contacts, Companions, and Hor- 
 rors ; Sayings and Doings of Chaplains ; Genialities, Carricatures, 
 Pathos, Fancies and Realities; &c.,.&c. 
 
 PART EIGHTH. 
 
 FINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GREAT DRAMA; ASSASSINATION OP 
 PRESIDENT LINCOLN; IGNOMINIOUS DOOM OF JEFFERSON DAVIS, ETC. 
 
 Pages 633-660. 
 
 The Most Striking Occurrences relating to the Assassination Conspir- 
 acy, THE Tragedy, the Actors and their Doom ; Remarkable Passages 
 AND Conversations in Mr. Lincoln's Presidential Life, — Memorial Inci- 
 dents OF his Death and of a Nation's Mourning ; Capture and Custody 
 of Jefferson Davis, — his Sayings and Doings, Personal Bearing among 
 his Captors, and Ignominious Fate ; Interesting Reminiscences in the 
 Career of Andrew Johnson ; &c., &c. 
 
20 CONTENTS. 
 
 Page. 
 List of Battles, Engagements, Collisions, Captures, Surrenders, Sur- 
 prises, ETC., ON Land and Sea, during the Rebellion, — consulted 
 IN the Preparation of these Anecdotes, - - - - G61 
 
 List of the Public Vessels employed in the War, and consulted 
 in the Preparation of these Anecdotes, - _ _ _ 681 
 
 Names of the Generals and Chief Naval Officers, under whose 
 Command, or in whose Departments, the Anecdotical Incidents, 
 ETC., here given occurred, - - - - - 685 
 
 Index to the Leading Anecdotes, . . . . _ 691 
 
PART I.— AMERICAN EAGLE TKirMPHAx\T. 
 
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 ^4'RT FI^ 
 
 ANECDOTES OF TltB.46tetiffiiM)|ji>f*ATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, 
 
 CIVIL, judicialTSKSinisteative, etc. 
 
 Memorable Annals and Reminiscences of Men and Measures identified with the Great 
 Struggle ; Heroic Devotion to the Star-Spangled Banner — Valorous Defence of and 
 Dting Blessings upon it; Dark and Troublous Experiences of Unionists and Conspira- 
 tors; Tests and Trials of Loyalty, North and South;. Famous Legal and Judicial Inci- 
 dents; Peculiar Instances of Administering and Taking the Oath; Allegiance under 
 Stress of Circumstances ; Disposal of Knotty Cases ; Logic and Lessons for Secessionists ; 
 Amusing Colloquies; Flashes of Rhetoric; Official Gratities, Jokes, Raillery, Per- 
 plexities, Blunders, Retorts ; Burlesques, Witticisms, &c., &c. 
 
 " Once to every man and nation, come.s the moment to decide 
 In tlie strife of Troth with F.vlsehood, for the good or evil side." 
 " Keep step with the music of Union, 
 
 The music our ancestors sung, 
 When states, lilie a jubilant chorus. 
 To beautiful sisterhood sprung."' 
 
 Can either of you to-day name one single act of wrong, deliberately and purposely done by the government at 
 ■Washington, of which the South has a right to complain? I challenge an answer. — Alexander II. Stephens, before, 
 the Georsia Secessionists' Convention. a i , . '/' 
 
 ^ — ^ H/ T 
 
 Andrew Jackson's Famous XTnion Toast. 
 
 the 13th of April, 
 1830, there was a 
 remarkable dinner 
 party in the national 
 Yf^y metropolis. It was 
 #t^/, the birthday of 
 Thomas Jefferson, 
 and those who at- 
 tended the party did 
 so avowedly for the 
 purpose of honoring the memory of the 
 author of the Declaration of Inde- 
 pendence. Such was the tenor of the 
 invitation. Andrew Jackson, the Presi- 
 dent of the United States, was there. So 
 was John C. Calhoun, the Vice President. 
 Three of the cabinet ministers, namely, 
 Van Buren, Eaton, and Branch were 
 there ; and members of Congress and citi- 
 zens not a few. 
 
 2 
 
 X 
 
 It soon became manifest to the more 
 sagacious ones that this dimier party and 
 the day were to be made the occasion for 
 inaugurating the new doctrine of nullifica- 
 tion, and to fix the paternity of it on Mr. 
 Jefferson, the great Apostle of Democracy 
 in America. Many gentlemen present, 
 perceiving the drift of the whole perform- 
 ance, withdrew in disgust before sum- 
 moned to the table; but the sturdy old 
 President, perfectly informed, remained. 
 
 When the dinner was over and the 
 cloth removed, a call was made for the 
 regular toasts. These were twenty-four 
 in number, eighteen of which, it is alleged, 
 were written by Mr. Calhoun. These, in 
 multifarious forms, shadowed forth, now 
 dimly, now clearly, the new doctrine. 
 They Avere all received and honored in 
 various degrees, when vohmteer toasts 
 were announced as in oi'der. 
 
 The President was of course first called 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 upon for a sentiment. His tall form rose 
 majestically, and with that sternness ap- 
 propriate to the peculiar occasion, he cast 
 that appalMng bomb-shell of words into the 
 camp of conspirators, which will forever be 
 a theme for the commendation of the pat- 
 riot and the historian — " The Federal 
 Union: it must be preserved !" He 
 was followed by the Vice President, who 
 
 in honor of Lord Money, and a secessionist 
 from Windsor visited a member of the Cab- 
 inet hoping thereby to obtain an invitation 
 to the ball. He presented his card — " Mr. 
 , Southern Confederacy." The gen- 
 
 tleman took it, examined it cin-iously, and 
 
 remarked dryly, " Mr. , of the S-o-u- 
 
 t-h-e-r-n C-o-n-f-e-d-e-r-a-c-y, eh! Well, 
 Sir, our Government is not aware of the; 
 existence of such an ' institution.' Then- 
 must be some mistake, Sir," and the seces- 
 sionist was courteously bowed out. It 
 woiild have done honor to that Cabinet had 
 the example of rebuff tluis set in the early 
 stage of the rebellion, towards its abettors, 
 been carried out consistently to the end. 
 But, if there were others similarly bowed 
 out, there were certainly a much larger 
 number who were bowed in, and to wlioni 
 the dooi'S of provincial favor opened on 
 ffolden hinges. 
 
 J. C. Calhoun. 
 
 gave as his sentiment — " The Union : next 
 to our Liberty the most dear: may we all 
 remember that it can only be preserved by 
 respecting the rights of the States, and dis- 
 tributing equally the benefit and burden of 
 the Union !" Those who before doubted 
 the intentions of Calhoun and his South 
 Carolina friends, and were at a loss to 
 understand the exact meaning of the dinner 
 party to which they were bidden, were no 
 longer embarrassed by ignorance. In that 
 toast was presented the issue — liberty 
 before Union — supreme State sovereignty 
 — false complaints of inequality of benefits 
 and burdens — otcr rights as Ave choose to 
 define them, or disunion. 
 
 From that hour the vigilant old Presi- 
 dent watched the South Carolina conspira- 
 tor, his lieutenant, with the searching eyes 
 of unslurabering suspicion. The con- 
 tents OF THIS BOOK FORM THE SEQUEL 
 TO THAT TOAST. 
 
 Some Mistake in the Card. 
 A ball was to be given in Toronto, C. W., 
 
 Not "Jeflf;"but "GeoflErey" Davis. 
 
 Among the "gentlemen" furnished with 
 lodgings for the night, at the Union street 
 
 station house in , was an Irishman. 
 
 He had a lai^ge amount of masonry in his 
 hat — in other words he was unmistakably 
 tipsy. When such persons are brought to 
 the' station house the first process is to 
 search them. Tliis process is intended 
 entirely for the benefit of the prisoner, 
 and prevents him from being robbed by 
 other gentlemen or ladies who may be 
 placed in the same cell. 
 
 The prisoner is next asked concerning 
 his name, occupation and nativity. These 
 points are recorded, and reported to tl)e 
 mayor next morning. If the prisoner in 
 too drunk to answer questions, the expla- 
 nation is made when he pays his fine, or 
 goes to jail. The Irishman in question 
 proved to be a character in his way. as 
 tlie following will show : 
 
 " What's your name ?" asked the turn- 
 key, as he was brought in. 
 
 "My name's Davis, an' it's as good a 
 one as yours any day in the year." 
 
 " Very well ; What's your first name ?'" 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 
 
 25 
 
 The Milesian told it ; and the turnkey 
 recorded it on his slate, "JefF Davis." 
 
 Though decidedly drunk, the Irishman 
 was anything but an ignoramus. He 
 looked at the turnkey's memorandum, and 
 saw the name " Jetf Davis." 
 
 ''"What the divil's that?" he sharply 
 asked, with forefinger pointing to the slate. 
 
 '• Why, it's the name you told me was 
 yours." 
 
 '• / toold you so ?" 
 
 " Of course you did. Didn't you say 
 your name was JefF Davis ?" 
 
 The Irishman looked at him in silence 
 for a moment. Then clenching his fist he 
 hi-andished it menacingly over the turn- 
 key's hat, saying — 
 
 '■ Av' it Avarrent for yer gray hairs or 
 yer ignorance, one or the other, I'd mash 
 the nose ov ye till ye couldn't tell it from 
 a turnip." 
 
 '•And for what?" asked the turnkey, 
 looking up in surprise. 
 
 '• For writin' down me name like the 
 name of the black hearted Judas ov a 
 Jeft'ereon Davis.' 
 
 " Didn't you say that was your name ?" 
 
 " I did not. Overhaul your dictionary 
 ya ouid omadhoun. It's ignorance, that's 
 all that ails ye. Rub out that Jefferson. 
 Instead of a J put a G, and then spell out 
 mc name Geoffrey Davis. Bedad, if me 
 name was Jefferson I'd change it to Peter, 
 so I would!" 
 
 With tliis remark the speaker disap- 
 peared into the cell, Avhose door the officer 
 was holding open for him. Two minutes 
 afterwards his snoring resounded through 
 the whole building. He didn't mind the 
 degradation of the lock-up, but hadn't 
 quite descended to the level of the patri- 
 cide whose name he was supposed to 
 wear. 
 
 President Lincoln Treating: the Richmond 
 Commissioners to a Little Story. 
 
 Afler the formal interview between 
 President Lincoln and the three Confed- 
 erate Commissioners was over — in Febru- 
 
 ary, 1865 — there was a lengthy general 
 conversation held. It seems that it wa-s 
 during this informal talk that the Confed- 
 erate embassadors first heard of the pas- 
 sage of the constitutional amendment by 
 the House of Representatives, prohibiting 
 slavery. One of the number remai-ked 
 that this action might complicate affairs a 
 little with the South, the heavy planters 
 insisting upon maintaining that institution 
 and defending it, — and President Lincoln 
 was asked if he thought he could get 
 around that fact. Old Abe, true as steel 
 to his forte, was ready for them with one 
 of his parables or stories, and said : — 
 
 There was an old fai-mer out in Illinois 
 who had made his arrangements to raise 
 a large herd of hogs ; he informed his 
 neighbors that he had found a way to 
 raise cheap pork. This excited the cm-i- 
 osity of his neighbors, and they asked him 
 how he was going to do it. The old 
 farmer replied that he should plant a 
 large field of potatoes, and Avhen they had 
 got their growth would turn the hogs in 
 and let them dig and eat, thus saving the 
 expense of digging the potatoes and feed- 
 ing them. 
 
 " But," said his neighbors, " the frost 
 Avill come before they are fattened, and in 
 all probability the ground will be frozen a 
 foot deep. How do you propose to get 
 around that ?" 
 
 " Oh," replied the farmer, "they will root 
 somewhere anyway, and may as well root 
 away there, even if it is hard work." 
 
 Reception of the Rebel Commissioners in 
 London by BIr. Bates. 
 
 While the Commissioners from the 
 Rebel States were in England, they were 
 formally introduced to Mr. Bates, the head 
 of the house of Baring Bi-others, the great 
 financier, who told them to; proceed. 
 They commenced with a most elaborate 
 and glowing description of the resources 
 and wealth of the Rebel States. Af^er a 
 pause : — 
 
 Mr. Bates. Have you finished ? 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, 
 
 Commissioners. Not quite. (Then a 
 speech from Commissioner No. 2, and a 
 pause.) 
 
 Mr. Bates. Have you finished ? 
 
 Commissioners. Ahnost. (Then a 
 speech from Commissioner No. 3, and a 
 pause.) 
 
 J/r. Bates. Are you througli? 
 
 Commissioners. Yes, sir ; you have 
 our case. 
 
 Mr. Bates. "What States did you say 
 composed your Confederacy ? 
 
 Commissioners. Mississippi, South Car- 
 oluia, Alabama, Georgia, Florida, Texas, 
 and Louisiana. 
 
 Mr. Bates. And Mr. Jefferson Davis 
 is your President ? * 
 
 Commission-ers. He is. We are proud 
 of him. 
 
 Mr. Bates. We know Mr. Davis well 
 by reputation. He is the same gentleman 
 who stumped his State for two years in 
 favor of repudiation, and justified the con- 
 duct of Mississippi in the Uiiited States 
 Senate. We know the gentleman ; and 
 although we have no reason to be proud 
 of him or his antecedents, I think I may 
 safely say, that if you have brought with 
 you to London the necessary funds to pay 
 off, pi'incipal and interest, the repudiated 
 millions owing to our people by your 
 •States of Alabama, Mississippi, and Flor- 
 ida, there is a reasonable prospect of yoiir 
 raismg a small amount in this market ! 
 Our Mr. Sturgis will be happy to dme you 
 at 8 o'clock to-morrow evening ! 
 
 Exeunt omnes. 
 
 Afraid of the Girl's Eye. 
 
 The house of the celebrated, bold- 
 hearted and out-spoken Parson Brownlow, 
 was, at one time, the only one in Knox- 
 ville over which the Stars and Stripes 
 were floating. According to arrangement, 
 two armed secessionists went at six o'clock 
 one morning to summarily haul down said 
 stars and stripes. INIiss Brownlow, a 
 brilliant young lady of twenty-three, saw 
 
 them on the piazza, and stepped out and 
 demanded their business. They replied : 
 
 "We have come to take doAvn them 
 Stars and Stripes." 
 
 She instantly drew a revolver from her 
 side, and presentmg it, said — 
 
 "Go on ! I'm good for one of you, and 
 I think for both !" 
 
 " By the look of that girVs eye she'll 
 shoot," one remarked: "I think Ave'd bet- 
 
 Afraid of the Girl's Eye. 
 
 ter not try it ; we'll go back and get more 
 men," said the other. 
 
 "Go and get more men," said the noble 
 lady ; " get more men and come and take it 
 down, if you dare !" 
 
 They returned with a company of ninety 
 armed men, and demanded that the flag 
 should be hauled down. But on discover- 
 ing that the house was filled with gallant 
 men, armed to theh' teeth, who would 
 rather die as dearly as possible than see 
 their country's flag dishonored, the seces- 
 sionists retired, much after the fashion of 
 cur-dogs sideling along with their tails 
 between their hind-lesrs. 
 
 Dramatic Scene in Mr. Buchanan's Cabinet. 
 The manner in which John B. Floyd 
 was forced to resign his place as Secretary 
 of War under President Buchanan, which 
 he had used to furtlier the ends of treason, 
 forms a memox'able incident in the political 
 history of the rebelhon. 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 In February, 1861, Major Anderson, 
 commanding at Fort Moultrie, Charleston 
 harbor, finduag his position endangered, 
 passed his garrison, by a prompt and bril- 
 hant movement, over to the stronger for- 
 tress of Sumter. Immediately on the re- 
 ception of tliis intelligence, Mr. Floyd, 
 Secretary of War, much excited, called 
 upon the President to say that Major 
 Anderson had violated express orders, 
 and thereby seriously compromised him 
 (Floyd), and that unless the Major was 
 at once remanded to Fort Moultrie, he 
 should resign the War Office. 
 
 The Cabinet was assembled directly. 
 Mr. Buchanan, explaining the emban-ass- 
 ment of the Secretary of War, remarked 
 that the act of Major Anderson Avould oc- 
 casion exasperation in the South; he had 
 told INIr. Floyd that, as the Government 
 was strong, forbearance toward erring 
 brethren might vnix them back to their al- 
 legiance, and that that officer might be or- 
 dered back. After an ominous silence, 
 'ho President inquired how the suggestion 
 struck the Cabmet? 
 
 Mr, Stanton, subsequently called to the 
 War Department, but then Attorney Gen- 
 eral, answered: 
 
 "That course, Mr. President, ought 
 certainly to be regai'ded as most liberal 
 towards ' erring brethren ;' but while one 
 member of your Cabinet has fraudulent 
 acceptances for millions of dollars afloat, 
 and wliile the confidential clerk of an- 
 other — himself in California teaching re- 
 bellion — has just stolen nine hundred 
 thousand dollars from the Indian Trust 
 Fund, the experiment of ordering Major 
 Anderson back to Fort Moultrie Avould be 
 dangerous. But if you do intend to try it, 
 before it is done, I beg that you will ac- 
 cept my resignation." 
 
 '•And mine," added the Secretary of 
 State, Mr. Black— 
 
 "And mine, also," said the Post-Master 
 General, Mr. Holt — 
 
 "And mme, too," followed the Secretary 
 of the Treasury, General Dix, 
 
 This, of course, opened the bleared eyes 
 of the President, and the meeting resulted 
 in the acceptance of Mr. Floyd's resigna- 
 tion. 
 
 Treating Them According: to their Sympa- 
 thies. 
 
 During one of the raids of John Mor- 
 gan, an interesting incident occurred at 
 Salem, Indiana. Some of his men pro- 
 ceeded out west of the town to burn the 
 bridges and water-tank on the railroad. 
 On the Avay out they captured a couple of 
 persons living in the comitiy, one of whom 
 was a Quakei'. The Quaker strongly ob- 
 jected to being made a prisoner. Secesh 
 wanted to know' if he was not strongly 
 opposed to the South? "Thee is right," 
 said the Quaker, " I am." " Well, did you 
 vote for Lincoln ?" " Thee is right ; I did 
 vote for Abraham," Avas the calm reply. 
 
 According to their !53 mijatliies. 
 
 "Well, what are you?" 
 
 "Thee may naturally suppose that I 
 am a Union man. Cannot thee let me go 
 to my home?" 
 
 "Yes, yes; go and take care of the old 
 woman," was the welcome answer. 
 
 The other prisoner was ti'otted along 
 with them, but not relishing the summary 
 niamier in which the Quaker was disposed 
 of, he said: 
 
 ""VNliat do you let him go for? He is 
 a black abolitionist. Now, look here; I 
 voted for Breckinr'idge, and have always 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE EEBELLION, 
 
 been opposed to the war. I am opposed 
 to fighting the South, decidedly." 
 
 " You are," said Secesh ; " you are what 
 they call aroimd here a Copperhead, au't 
 you? 
 
 "Yes, yes," said the Butternut, pro- 
 pitiatingly ; " that's what all my neighbors 
 c^all me, and they know I ain't with them." 
 
 "Come here Dave!" hallooed Secesh. 
 " Here's a Butternut. Just come and look 
 at him. Look here, old man, where do 
 you live? We want what horses you 
 have got to spare, and if you have got any 
 greenbacks, just shell 'em out!" and they 
 took all he had. 
 
 Calumnious Charge of Loyalty against John 
 Hawkins. 
 
 Holt's drinking saloon was one of the 
 most fashionable in New Orleans. The 
 proprietor, a son of the famous New York 
 hotel keeper of that name, kept fast horses, 
 a fashionable private residence, and re- 
 (!eived his income by the . hundred dollars 
 a day. In an evil hour secession seized 
 upon the land, and Holt was induced to 
 issue shinplasters. His reputation for 
 wealth and business profits made them 
 popular, and inducements were held out 
 ibr immense issues. Gradually, however, 
 business fell off, and Holt, when General 
 Butler ordered that personal paper money 
 should be redeemed by bank-notes, fbmid 
 it impossible to comply with the procla- 
 mation, and this inability Avas increased 
 by the fact that he had taken the oath of 
 allegiance, and his regular customers re- 
 fused, therefore, to be comforted at his 
 house. The finale was that Holt Avas sold 
 out, and his establishment, repainted and 
 restocked, opened under the auspices of 
 one John Hawkins. To give the place 
 tlie due amount of eclat. Captain Clark, 
 of the Delta, knowing that it was against 
 tlie law for any one to sell liquor in the 
 city, miless by a person who had taken 
 the oath of allegiance and obtained a li- 
 cense, caused it to be published that at 
 li\st the citizens were blessed with a ' Union 
 
 drinking saloon,' and at the same time in- 
 vited all persons who loved the Stars and 
 Stripes to patronize the new establish- 
 ment. 
 
 This flattering notice fell upon John 
 Hawkins as a thunderbolt; he frantically 
 rushed over to the newspaper office and 
 protested that he was a rebel, and that ho 
 relied upon his secession friends for pat- 
 ronage — he declared that he was a ruined 
 man unless somethmg was done to im- 
 mediately purge his fair fame of any taint 
 of loyalty to his native land. Captain 
 Clark, who fully appreciated the unfortu- 
 nate publican's feelings, and with the 
 spirit and liberality of a chivalrous editor, 
 ofi"ered his columns for an explanation, 
 Avhicli offer resulted in the publication of 
 a card by Mr. Hawkms, in which he pro- 
 nounced the editorial statement that he 
 had taken the oath of allegiance, " a fabri- 
 cation." 
 
 Secession Avas delighted. John's friends 
 crowded his precuicts all day, and drank to 
 John's health, and at John's expense. The 
 daAvn of the folloAving morning promised a 
 brilliant future; but, alas! Deputy Pro- 
 vost-Marshal, Colonel Stafford, whose bus- 
 iness it was to see that pubhc drinking- 
 house keepers had taken said oath of alle- 
 giance, sent after Mr. HaAvkins, and asked 
 him what right he had to keep a shop open 
 without license, and farther inquired if 
 John did not knoAv that he could not get 
 a license vinless he took oath to be a good 
 citizen mider the national goA'ernment. 
 That he Avas permitted to carry on his 
 business without taking the oath will be 
 belicAcd by all avIio do not know the man 
 with Avhom he had to deal at head-quarters. 
 
 Voting for a Candidate on Principle. 
 "Gentlemen," said a Virginia planter, 
 trembling Avith passion, in a conversation 
 between half a dozen persons in the parlor 
 of a NcAv York insui-ance office, before the 
 Republican nomination had been made, 
 "gentlemen, if you elect Mr. Seward 
 President, we shall break up this Union." 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 29 
 
 " I think not, Sir," calmly replied the 
 imui to whom he seemed more particularly 
 to address himself. 
 
 "You'll see, Sir, — you'll see; we will 
 surely do it." 
 
 "Then, Sir," said the other, as quietly 
 jis before, but looking him steadily in the 
 face, "we shall nominate Mr. Seward. 
 Mr. Seward is not my man, for I am a 
 free trader and an old Democrat. But if 
 Virginia, or any other state or states shall 
 declare that, upon the constitutional elec- 
 tion of any citizen of the United States 
 to any office, the Union shall be broken 
 up, then I nominate that man and vote for 
 him on principle." 
 
 And all present, with a single excep- 
 tion, uttered a hearty " Ay !" 
 
 Scene in the President's Koom the Evening- 
 preceding the First Proclamation for Troops. 
 
 Hon. George Ashmun, a distinguished 
 politician of Massachusetts, has given an 
 interesting account of an interview Avhich 
 took place between himself and Senator 
 Dt)uglas, and subsequently between the 
 two and President Lincoln, on the night 
 preceding the issue of the first call for 
 troops to put down the rebellion. ]V[r. 
 Ashmun had gone to Mr. Douglas's house 
 to induce him — he being looked upon as 
 the senatorial leader of the opposition to 
 Mr. Luicoln — to take a public stand in sup- 
 port of the Administration in entering upon 
 the war. Mr. Douglas Avas at first disin- 
 chned to such a step, but yielded to the rep- 
 resentations made to him, — his wife, who 
 cjime into the room during tlu^ interview, 
 giving the whole Aveight of her influence 
 towards the result wliich Avas reached. 
 The discussion continued for some time, 
 and resulted in his emphatic declaration 
 that he would go Avith Mr. Ashmun to the 
 President and offer a cordial and " earnest 
 support. Mr. Ashmun's carriage Avas wait- 
 ing at the door, and it Avas almost dark 
 when they started for the President's house. 
 They fortunately found Mr. Lincoln at 
 home and alone, and upon Mr. Ashmun 
 
 stating the errand on Avhich they had come, 
 the President was most cordial in his wel- 
 come, and immediately prepared the way 
 for the conversation Avhich followed, by 
 taking from his draAver and reading to them 
 the draft of the proclamation which he had 
 decided to issue, and which was given to 
 the country the next morning. As soon 
 as the reading was ended, Mr. Douglas 
 rose from his chair and said — 
 
 "Mr. President, I cordially concur in 
 every word of that document, except, that 
 instead of a call for 75,000 men, I would 
 make it 200,000. You do not know the 
 dishonest purposes of those men (the 
 rebels) so Avell as I do." 
 
 Mr. Douglas then asked them to look 
 with him at the map Avhich hung at the 
 end of the President's room, Avhere in 
 much detail he pointed out the principal 
 strategic points Avhich should be at once 
 strengthened. Among the most prominent 
 Avere Fortress Monroe, Washington, Har- 
 per's Ferry and Cairo. He enlarged at 
 length, and Avith his accustomed power of 
 demonstration, upon the firm, Avarlike foot- 
 ing Avhich ought to be pursued, and foimd 
 in Mr. Lincoln an earnest and gratified 
 listener ; indeed, no two men in the Uni- 
 ted States parted that night with a more 
 cordial feeling of a imited, friendly and 
 patriotic purpose than these two irrecon- 
 cilable political opponents during the past, 
 Mr. Lincoln and Mr. Douglas. 
 
 After leaving, and Avhile on their way 
 homcAvard, Mr. Ashmun said to Mr. 
 Douglas — 
 
 " You haA'e done justice to your own 
 reputation and to the President, and the 
 country must knoAv it. The proclamation 
 Avill go by telegraph all over the country 
 in the monnng, and the account of this 
 interview must go with it. I shall send 
 it, either in my OAvn language or yours. 
 I prefer that you should give your own 
 A'ersion." 
 
 " Drive to your room at Willard's," said 
 Mr. Douglas at once, "and I Avill give it 
 shape." 
 
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 This tliey did, and Mr. Douglas wrote 
 the following, an exact copy of wliich was 
 given to the agent of the associated press, 
 and on the next morning it was read all 
 over the North, in company with the 
 President's proclamation, to the great 
 gratification of his friends and the friends 
 of the government. The original draft, in 
 Mr. Douglas's handwriting, is still pre- 
 served as cherished evidence that, who- 
 ever else' may have fallen by the wayside, 
 in the hour of the nation's peril from ' false 
 brethren,' Mr. Douglas was not of them. 
 Below is a copy of the memorable dispatch 
 to the press, Sunday evening, April 14, 
 1861:— 
 
 "Mr. Douijlas called on the President 
 this evening and had an interesting con- 
 versation on the present condition of the 
 comitry. The substance of the conversa- 
 tion was that while Mr. D. was unalterably 
 opposed to the administration on all its 
 political issues, he was prepared to sustain 
 the President in the exercise of all his con- 
 stitutional functions to preserve the Union 
 and maintain the government and defend 
 the federal capital. A firm policy and 
 prompt action was necessary. The capi- 
 tal of our country was in danger, and must 
 be defended at all hazards, and at any ex- 
 pense of men or money. He spoke of the 
 present and future without reference to 
 the past." 
 
 Gallant Vindication of the Flag ATaroafl. 
 
 Captain C. Lee Moses, of Saco, Maine, 
 formei'ly United States astronomer, etc., 
 was a party to a singular and not unro- 
 mantic affair of honor, which Avas fought 
 on the Seine, near Paris, in August, 1861, 
 the particulars of this affair being as fol- 
 lows : 
 
 Captain Moses, although a South Car- 
 olinian by birth, remained a strong and 
 devoted adherent to the cause of the Union, 
 and during his journey through France 
 made no hesitation in expressing his sym- 
 pathies and feelings for the United States 
 
 Government, and his abhoiTcnce of tlio 
 southern traitors and rebels who were en- 
 gaged in destroying the most enlightened, 
 best administered and most prosperous 
 Government on the face of the globe. 
 
 Viudication of the Flag Abroad. 
 
 Hon. F. G. Farquar, of Virginia, meet- 
 ing the Captain at a hotel in Paris, and 
 knowmg his parentage, reproached him in 
 opprobious terms as a renegade fi-om his 
 native State. He charged him with being 
 a traitor to the South, and a man of no 
 honor because he abandoned her when she 
 needed the services of all her sons, partic- 
 ularly her seamen and navigators. He 
 took occasion also in his vituperation, to 
 cast imputations upon the character of 
 Northern ladies, which, as the Captain 
 had mari'ied a New England wife, was re- 
 sented on the spot by a tremendous blow, 
 entirely doubling up the chivalric Virgin- 
 ian, and laying him in ordinary for the 
 balance of the evening. 
 
 Farquar was taken charge of by his 
 friends, and when he had gathered his 
 scattered faculties, he sent a challenge to 
 the Captain by the hands , of his friend, 
 Mons. Stephani. The challenge received 
 a prompt response, and not twenty-foiu- 
 hours fi'om the first meeting of the com- 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 
 
 31 
 
 bataiits, they stood on the banks of the ' 
 Seine, prepared to take each other's lives. 
 The weajjons selected were Derringer I 
 pistols, tlie distance ten paces, the com- 
 batants beuig ordered to wheel and fire at 
 the given signal. Farquar was boastful 
 and coarse in his remarks and manners. 
 Tlie Captain was calm, though determined. 
 All being ready, Captaui Moses handed 
 two letters to his second, one addressed to 
 the American consul at Liverpool, and the 
 other to his wife at Saco, Me., to be deliv- 
 ered in case he fell. He then removed 
 his coat, bandaged back the hau* from his 
 eyes, and took his position. The word 
 was then given, and Avith a simidtaneous 
 report of both pistols the combatants fell 
 to the ground. Both were shot through 
 the head. Farquar received a moi-tal 
 woimd, with Avhicli he lingered several 
 days, finally dying at a hamlet a few miles 
 from Paris, where he had been removed 
 to avoid the noise of the city. Before 
 dying, he solicited an interview with Cap- 
 tain Moses, made an acknowledgment of 
 his base conduct, and solicited the latter's 
 forgiveness, Avhich Avas freely granted. 
 The Captain, escaping from the French 
 police, took refuge at Liverpool, where he 
 Avas concealed by the American shippers 
 of that city and sent on to Ncav York, 
 Avhere he arrived in a very critical condi- 
 tion, tlie ball of his adversary having 
 passed just nnder the ear, causmg a severe 
 concussion of the brain. 
 
 Solemn Scene at Midnigrlit. 
 
 The folloAving from a KnoxA'ille (Teim.) 
 rebel journal, describing a secret meeting 
 of thirty or forty Unionists, called together 
 by a AA^ell knoAvn patriot, DaAid Fry, ad- 
 mirably illustrates the ' idolatrous love for 
 the Stars and Stripes,' — according to seces- 
 sion phraseology — and suggests a subject 
 Avoi'thy the highest inspii'ation of the his- 
 torical painter: 
 
 Fry di'cw forth a United States flag, 
 and spreading it upon a table in the centre 
 of the room, called upon his folloAvers to 
 
 surroiuid that emblem of the Union, and 
 take Avith him the oath of allegiance. 
 This Avas late in the night; and after the 
 Avhole plot had been fully understood, the 
 loyalists surroiuided the table in gi'oiips, 
 and, by direction of the leader, placed 
 their left hands upon the folds of the flag, 
 raising aloft their right hands, and swear- 
 ing to support the Constitution of the Uni- 
 ted States, to sustain the flag there spread 
 before them, and to do that night Avhat- 
 ever might be impressed upon them by 
 their chief. Tlie oath Avas taken by all 
 except tAvo or three, in solemn earnest- 
 ness and in silence — the darkness relieved 
 alone by the dim and flickering light of a 
 solitary candle. 
 
 The scene Avas impressiA-e — the occasion 
 was full of moment — and everything con- 
 spii'ed to fill the hearts of the loyalists 
 Avith a fixed determination. That deter- 
 mination they abimdantly fulfilled by their 
 deeds. 
 
 More Brains, Lord!" 
 
 Rev. Dr. Siinderland, on accepting tlie 
 pastorship of an American church in Paris, 
 offered his farcAvell pi'ayer as Chaplaui of 
 the United States Senate, a short time 
 after. On this occasion he made some 
 peculiar home-thrusts at the honorable 
 gentlemen for Avhom, during four months 
 previous, he had been daily interceding at 
 the Throne of Grace. He uttered the fol- 
 lowing supplication very audibly : 
 
 " We pray Thee, O Lord ! to giA-e to 
 the councillors and statesmen of AmeiiciV 
 more brams ! More brains, Lord I More 
 BRAINS ! " 
 
 On hearing this very Avell-timed en- 
 treaty, but rather harsh criticism, Mr. 
 Sumner dropped his head upon his breast 
 quite feelingly, Jim Lane rolled his eyes 
 piously, Garrett Davis eAinced signs of 
 emotion, and a gentleman in the reporters' 
 gallery uttered an emphatic " Amen ! " by 
 Avay of response. 
 
 Many of the honorable secretaries 
 dropped their lieads upon their desks to 
 

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 conceal a smile at the Chaplain's supplica- 1 
 tion, which smile extended to tlie dimen- 
 sions of a broad grin, as the '"Amen" was 
 heard to proceed fi'om the reporters' gal- 
 lery. The worthy Sergeant-at-Arms, who 
 Avas standing in his \isual deeply reveren- 
 tial attitude, (with solemn countenance on 
 religious thoughts intent,) turned the white 
 of one of his official eyes in the direction 
 of the self-constituted clerk in the gallery, 
 but he evidently could not discover a covm- 
 tenance which did not exliibit the utmost 
 decorum of expression. 
 
 lateral Interpretation of Nortbem " Sym- 
 pathy" by a Rebel G-eneral. 
 
 When the rebel force appeared in front 
 of Hagerstown, on its Northern raid and 
 invasion, one of the principal citizens of 
 that town undertook a measure to which 
 he looket^ for the preservation of his pro- 
 perty. He farmed about two hundred 
 acres of land. His barns were full of 
 grain, his pastures were dotted with sheep 
 and cattle, and forty Avell-fed swine were 
 gathered in the rear of his corn cribs. He 
 was emphatically a man of plenty and sub- 
 stance. When the rebels came he walked 
 out to their lines, with a damask linen 
 napkin — (white Hag) affixed to his walking 
 (!ane. The first rebel soldier he encoun- 
 tered he requested to show him to the com- 
 manding officer. He was passed under 
 guard to the object of his searcli. 
 
 " General," said he, " I am a warm sym- 
 pathizer with the South. I heartily wish 
 Success to this invasion and your forces. 
 My object in seeking you out is to ask that 
 you and as many of your staif as AAall accept 
 tlie invitation Avill make my house your 
 liead-quarters during your stay here. My 
 liouse is yonder upon that hill" — pointing to 
 a fine old-fashioned mansion, with modern 
 additions, and with a long roAV of liay-ricks 
 in the backgroimd. 
 
 " You sympathize with the South, did 
 you say ? " queried the General blandly 
 
 " Very earnestly, sir, and always have 
 done so." 
 
 The rebel General beckoned to a ser- 
 geant who stood near him. " Bring a mus- 
 ket for this man," said he, "and take him 
 into the ranks." 
 
 The ' sympathizer' opened wide his eyes, 
 but stood mute with horror. He 'couldn't 
 see it' in that light. He stammered out at 
 last, " Oh, I didn't mean that. General. I 
 don't want to figlit. I want to entertiiin 
 you and your staff while you remain here, 
 and to show you tliat I am your friend." 
 
 The rebel General contemptuously in- 
 formed him that they interpreted sympathy 
 only in its literal sense. He had claimed 
 to sympatliize with them, and they intended 
 to avail tliemselves of his good AAall. A 
 string of wagons was at once trotted out, 
 driven to the sympathizer's premises, and 
 in the same afternoon he Avas stripped of 
 everything. The rebels carried off all his 
 cattle, sheep, hogs, and smaller live stock, 
 removed all his hay and Avheat crop, lea\'- 
 ing his barns utterly empty. The cavalry 
 horses were turned into his groAving oats, 
 and his com Avas cut and made excellent 
 fodder for the stock Avhile on the marcli. 
 The ' sympathizer ' Avas detained until all 
 was done, and Avas then released with 
 thanks for the sympathy he had so promptly 
 and kindly manifested. 
 
 Ben Butler in Coimcil with the Secession 
 Conspirators. 
 
 In December, 1860, after the election 
 of Mr. Lincoln, General Butler, Avho had 
 supported Breckinridge for President, in 
 preference to either Douglas, Bell, or Lin- 
 coln, went to Washington, where he had 
 many and serious conversations Avith his 
 Southern brethren. According to the in- 
 teresting account of these intervicAvs given 
 by Parton, those Southern brethren Avere 
 determined on secession, and asked Butler 
 to go Avith them. There was room in the 
 South, they said, for such as he. He told 
 them the North would fight against seces- 
 sion, and they laughed at him. He told 
 them, "if the South fights, there is an en ' 
 of slavery," and they laughed again. TI. .j 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 
 
 This advice was not heeded. The ' com- 
 missioners ' or 'ambassadors' heard of it. 
 
 "Why, you would not hang us?" said 
 Mr. Orr, one of them, to Butler. 
 
 " Oh, no," was the reply, "not unless you 
 were found guilty." 
 
 He had one last, long interview with the 
 Southern leaders, at which the whole sub- 
 ject was gone over. For three hours he 
 reasoned with them, demonstrating the 
 
 asked him "if he would fight in such a 
 cause," and he replied, "Most certainly." 
 
 When the South Carolina ' ambassadors' 
 came to W^ashuigton, Butler proposed to 
 the Attorney- General to try them for trea- 
 son. " You say," said he to the Attorney, 
 " that tlie Government cannot use its army 
 and navy to coerce South Carolina. Very 
 well. I do not agree with you; but let 
 t!ie proposition be granted. Now, seces- 
 sion IS either a right, or it is treason. If folly of their course, and warning them of 
 it is a right, the sooner we know it the final and disastrous failure. The conver- 
 better. If it is treason, then the present- '■ sation was friendly, though warm and 
 ing of the ordinance of secession is an overt ' earnest on both sides. Again he was in- 
 act of treason. These men are comuig to vited to join them, and was offered a share 
 the White House to present the ordinance in their enterprise, and a place in that 
 to the President. Admit them. Let them ' sound and homogeneous goverimient ' 
 present the ordinance. Let the President , which they meant to establish. He left 
 say to tliem — 'Gentlemen, you go hence in no room to doubt that he took sides with 
 the custody of a Marshal of the United \ his country, and that all he had and all he 
 States, as prisoners of state, charged with was should be freely risked hi that coun- 
 treason against your country.' Summon try's cause. Late at night they separated, 
 a grand jury here in Washington. Lidict to know one anotlier no more except as 
 the commissioners. If any of your officers mortal foes. 
 
 are backward in acting, you have the ap- * — 
 
 pointing power — replace them with men i Advice from the "Disbanded Volunteer." 
 who feel as men should at a time like this. I President * Lincoln, in the perplexities 
 Try the commissioners before the Supreme ' surrounding him, sent to "A Disbanded 
 Court, with all the imposing forms and Volunteer "• for counsel and sympathy, 
 stately ceremonials which marked the trial " D. V." describes this interview as fbl- 
 of Aaron Burr. I have some reputation lows : — 
 
 at home as a criminal lawyer, and I will 
 stay here to help the District Attorney 
 through the trial Avithout fee or reward. 
 If they are acquitted, you will have done 
 something toward leaving a clear path for 
 the incoming administration. Time will 
 have been gained ; but the great advantage 
 will be, that both sides will pause to watch 
 this higli and dignified proceeding; the 
 passions of men will cool ; the great point 
 at issue will become clear to all parties ; 
 the mind of the country will be active. 
 
 He (the President) was standin on the 
 front door steps when I arrove at the 
 White House, pullin on his left whiser as 
 his wont when his will is disregarded, and 
 conducted me at wonst to his sanktum. 
 He said he was worried amazingly by the 
 dogged obstancy of the War Department,'* 
 upon which I axed if he wanted a piece 
 of an honest man's mind. 
 
 "Spifitout, Old Fidelity," ses he, his 
 fetters lighten up with a hole-soled smile. 
 
 " Wal," ses I, " wat I hev to say in the 
 
 while passion and prejudice are allayed, fust place is this. It's not so easy to lick 
 Meanwhile, if you cannot use our army anyboddy as it is to lick noboddy, is it?" 
 and navy in Charleston harbor, you can i He remained for a few minits absorbed 
 certainly employ them in keeping order in deep thort and then shook his hed. 
 
 " But," I continued, " It's easier to lick 
 
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 a considabul tliau to lick tlie same boddy 
 ■when it's twiste as considabul, isn't it ? " 
 
 After a brief interval for refiexin he 
 concurd. 
 
 "And," ses I resoomin agin, "it's easier 
 — isn't it — to smash horseteal boddies wen 
 we air able, than it is when they an* able 
 to raze Cain with us ? " 
 
 " D. v.," he rejouied, smildin compleas- 
 antly, " you borrord that silly gism from a 
 remark of mine in the Missidge, and I am 
 proud to say the logic is correck." 
 
 " Ef so," ses I, " why m thmider don't 
 you tell Burnside to go in and win, afore 
 therebils sets ther arthworkt, and rifle pits 
 and mast batteries a twixt him and Rich- 
 mond, thicker'n mink traps in a "Western 
 Swomp ?" 
 
 " My noble and esteemabul friend," he 
 i*esponded, wipm his nose with visabul 
 emosliin, "yom* sentimeiis does honor to 
 your hed and hart; but I've gin the 
 Seckatry of War discresemiary powers." 
 
 " I'me right glad to larn it," I remarkt 
 sneeringly, "for it's the gineral opmyun 
 that he hesn't enny of his own." 
 
 You should have seen the Honabul Abe 
 lay back and shake his honest sides. It 
 dun me crood to look at hun. 
 
 Hurrahs for JeflF. Davis in the "Wrong Place. 
 One morning, as a returned soldicl- 
 named Thompson, residmg in Washington, 
 was engaged in conversation with some 
 parties at a public house in Peoria, Illinois, 
 an individual entered, and as he passed 
 tlie soldier, shouted, " Hurrah for Jeff. 
 Davis !" In an instant the soldier turned 
 and asked, " Did you shout for Jeff. Davis ?" 
 The individual surveyed Thompson for a 
 moment, and, seemg that he meant mis- 
 chief, replied that it Avas not he. " Well," 
 said the soldier, " I believe that you did, 
 and if I was sure of it I would give you 
 cause to remember it." He again declared 
 that he had not done so, when at this 
 juncture one of the men Thompson had 
 been conversing with, and who had always 
 acted with the Democratic party, stepped 
 
 up, saying to the soldier, " I am a Demo- 
 crat, but I can't stand that ; he did hurrah 
 for Jeff. Davis, and now pitch into him." 
 The veteran hesitated not a moment, and, 
 though by far the smaller of the two, he 
 went at the Jeff. Davis sympatliizer and 
 administered a spirited and most thorough 
 drubbing, concluding the performance by 
 compelling him to shout twice, as loud as 
 he was able, for Abe Lincohi. Then, 
 allowing the fellow to get on his feet, he 
 cautioned him never to repeat that opera- 
 tion agam in his presence, saying — 
 
 " I have fought rebels three years, and 
 had a brother killed by just such men as 
 you are, and whenever a traitor shouts for 
 Jeff. Davis in my hearing I will whip him 
 or kill hun." 
 
 Stanton's First Meeting' with Cabinet 
 Traitors. 
 
 When General Cass — grieved and in- 
 dignant — left Mr. Buchanan's Cabinet, Mr. 
 Attorney- General Black was transferred 
 to the portfolio of State, and Mr. Stanton, 
 then absent from Washington, was fixed 
 
 Stauton. 
 
 upon as Attorney-General. The same 
 night he arrived at a late hour, and learned 
 from his family of his appointment. Know- 
 ing the character of the bold, bad men, then 
 in the ascendency in the Cabinet, he deter- 
 mined at once to dechne ; but when, the 
 next day, he amioimced his resolution at 
 the White House, the entreaties of the dis- 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 35 
 
 tressed and helpless President, and the 
 arguments of Mr. Black, moved hun to 
 accept. 
 
 At the first meeting of the Cabinet which 
 he attended, the condition of the seceded 
 States and the course to be pursued with 
 the garrison at Fort Sumter, Avere dis- 
 cussed, Floyd and Thompson dwelling upon 
 "the irritation of the Southern heart," and 
 the folly of " continuing a useless gamson 
 to increase the irritation." No one for- 
 mally proposed any course of action, but 
 the designs of the conspii-ators were plain 
 to the new Attorney-General. He went 
 home troubled. He had intended, coming 
 in at so late a day, to remam a quiet mem- 
 ber of this discordant comicil. But it was 
 not in his natiu'e to sit quiet longer mider 
 such utterances. 
 
 The next meeting was a long and stormy 
 one, Mr. Holt, feebly seconded by the 
 President, urguig the immediate reinforce- 
 ment of Sumter, while Thompson, Floyd 
 and Thomas contended that a quasi-treaty 
 had been made by the officers of the Gov- 
 ernment with the leaders of the rebellion, 
 to offijr no resistance to their violations of 
 law and seizures of Government property. 
 Floyd, especially, blazed with indignation 
 at what he termed the " violation of honor." 
 At last, Mr. Thompson formally moved 
 that an imperative order be issued to 
 Major Anderson to retire from Sumter to 
 Fort Moultrie — abandoning Sumter to the 
 enemy, and proceeding to a post where he 
 must at once surrender. Stanton could 
 sit still no longer, and rising, he said with 
 all the earnestness that could be expressed 
 in his bold and resolute features : 
 
 " Mr. President, it is my duty ^s your 
 legal adviser to say that you have no right 
 to give up the property of the Govern- 
 ment, or abandon the soldiers of the United 
 States to its enemies ; and the course pro- 
 posed by the Secretary of the Interior, if 
 followed, IS treason, and will involve you 
 and all concerned in treason ! " 
 
 Such language had never before been 
 
 heard in Buchanan's Cabinet, and the men 
 who had so long ruled and bullied the 
 President were surprised and enraged to 
 be thus rebuked. Floyd and Thompson 
 sprang to their feet with fierce, menacmg 
 gestures, seeming about to assault Stanton. 
 Mr. Holt took a step forward to the side 
 
 of the Attorney- General. The President 
 implored them piteously to take their seats. 
 After a few more bitter words the meeting 
 broke up. That was the last Cabinet 
 meeting on that exciting question in which 
 Floyd participated. Before another was 
 called all Wasliington was startled with 
 the rumor of those gigantic frauds which 
 soon made his name so infamous. At first 
 he tried to brazen it out with his customary 
 blustermg manner, but the next day the 
 Cabinet waited long for his appearance. 
 At last he came; the door opened — his 
 resignation was thrust into the room, and 
 Floyd disappeared from "Washington, with 
 a brand of iixfamy upon him, which only 
 ceased to increase in blackness till the 
 time when he was called to his final ac- 
 count. 
 
 Such was the end of Floyd and the begin- 
 ning of Stanton. Stanton and Holt were 
 noble co-laborers in that dark period of the 
 coimtry's political travail, and nobly did 
 they sustain themselves through the four 
 years' conflict. 
 
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 Hiding the Flagr— Female Artifice. 
 The Federal commander at Camp Her- 
 ron, Missouri, having learned that a certain 
 very fine secession flag that waved defiantly 
 from a flagstaff in the village of Manches- 
 ter, twenty miles distant from the camp, 
 (until the successes of the Union forces 
 caused its supporters to conclude that, for 
 tiie present, "discretion would be the better 
 part of valor,") was still being very care- 
 fully preserved, its possessors boasting that 
 they would soon be enabled to re-hoist it ; 
 determuied upon its summary capture. 
 
 On the 15th of November, 1861, First 
 Lieutenant Bull, of Company C, Ninth 
 Iowa regiment, was directed to take charge 
 of this little expedition, and to detail fif- 
 teen good men for the purpose, which detail 
 the Lieutenant made from Company C. 
 
 They left camp by the cars at half-past 
 five o'clock in the afternoon, landing at 
 i^Ierrimac, three miles from Manchester, 
 proceedhig from thence to Manchester on 
 ibot, and surrounded the house of Squire 
 B., who had been foremost in the seces- 
 sion movement of that strong secession 
 town, and was report(;d to be in possession 
 of the flag in question. 
 
 But the 'Squire protested against the 
 imputation, declaring thaf the flag was not 
 in his possession, and that he knew not of 
 its whereabouts. His lady acknowledged 
 that she had for a time kept it secreted in 
 a ])ox in the garden, but as it was likely 
 to become injured, she took it out, dried 
 it in the sun, when it was taken away by 
 i^ome ladies who lived a long distance 
 in the country, whose names she refused 
 to give. Finally, after a thorough but 
 fruitless search of the house, after the 
 Lieutenant had put her husband under 
 arrest, and he wjis being started off to 
 liead-quarters, the lady, prol)ably hoping it 
 would save her husband, acknowledged 
 that it was taken by a Mrs. S., who re- 
 sided a mile and a half in the country ,-t- 
 not such a terribly long distance, after all. 
 Her husband was then sent to Merrimac, 
 escorted by four soldiers, and the remain- 
 
 der, conducted by the gallant Lieutenant, 
 started to visit the residence of Mrs. S., 
 in search of the flag. 
 
 The distance to the lady's residence 
 was soon traveled, the house surrounded, 
 and the flag demanded of Mrs. S., who 
 proved to be a very intelligent lady, and 
 had aroimd her quite an interesting fam- 
 ily. The lady replied to the demand, tliat 
 she would like to see the person who stated 
 that she took the flag from Esquire B — 's : 
 that as to its whereabouts she had nothing 
 to say ; that the Lieutenant could search 
 her house, and if he could find any thing 
 that looked like a flag, he was welcome to 
 it. Accordingly, a thorough search was 
 made, in which the lady and her daughter 
 aided, but no flag was to be found. The 
 lady then thanked the oflicer for the gen- 
 tlemanly manner in which the search had 
 been conducted, and added that she trusted 
 he was satisfied. He»g:'eplied that he was 
 quite satisfied that she had the flag, and 
 that it Avould have been far better for her 
 to have yielded it ; but as she did not, as 
 unpleasant as the task was, he should ar- 
 rest her and take her to head-quarters at 
 Pacific City. 
 
 Two men were then^mtpatched for a 
 carriage witli which to convey the lady to 
 Merrimac, and from thence the lady was 
 informed that she would be sent by rail- 
 road. She accordingly made preparation 
 to go, but after an hour had elapsed in 
 waiting for the carriage, the lady again 
 demanded the name of the informants,* 
 and when told that it was Mrs. B., and 
 that Esquire B. was already in custody, 
 she then asked whether any indignity 
 would ftave been offered to her had tlie 
 flag been found in her possession. To 
 this the courteous Lieutenant replied : 
 
 " Certainly not, Madam ; our object 
 with Esquire B. was his arrest and the- 
 capture of the flag ; but with you, our 
 object was the flag." 
 
 " Will you pledge your honor," said slie, 
 " that if I surrender the flag I shall not 
 be arrested, nor my family disturbed. 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 
 
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 " You will not be arrested, nor your 
 family disturbed." 
 
 " I wish you to understand, Sir, that no 
 fear of ari'est or trouble would ever have 
 made me surrender that flag ; but 'Squii'e 
 B.'s family induced me to take that flag to 
 save them from trouble, saying that it 
 shoidd be a sacred trust, known only to 
 ourselves, and I consequently surrender 
 it." • 
 
 She then went to a bed that had been 
 fruitlessly searched, took from it a quilt, 
 and with the aid of her daughters, pro- 
 ceeded to open the edges of the quilt, and 
 cut the stitches through the body of it, 
 and pulled off the top, when, behold ! there 
 lay the mammoth flag next to the cotton, 
 being carefully stitched twice and nearly 
 a half across the quilt. When taken out 
 and spread, it proved to be a magnificent 
 flag, over twenty-one feet in length, and 
 nearly nine feet in width, with fifteen 
 stars to represent the prospective South- 
 ern Confederacy. 
 
 " Recollect," said the lady to Lieuten- 
 ant Bull," that you did not find it your- 
 self, and when you wish detectives you 
 had better emgloy ladies." 
 
 She also add^^that she gave up the 
 flag unwillingly. The daughter remarked 
 that she had slept under it, and that she 
 looed it, and that fifteen stars were not so 
 terribly disunion — in her estimation — af- 
 ter all. 
 
 An Alabama Planter and the Anti-Slavery 
 Leaders Togetlier. 
 
 About the time of the breaking out of 
 the rebellion, John G. Whittier, the Mas- 
 sachusetts anti-slavery Quaker and poet, 
 met with an Alabama planter in Boston, 
 who expressed a desire to converse with 
 him, and an interview took place, during 
 which there was a free interchange of 
 views and opinions concerning the events 
 of the day. The planter frankly acknowl- 
 edged that there was in the South a strong 
 feeling of hate toward the North and 
 Northern men, and they were determined 
 
 to fight. He explained how this feeling 
 was fostered by the politicians of the 
 South, and how the feelings of the North 
 were represented there, and stated that 
 almost his sole object in coming to Boston 
 was to ascei'tain for himself whether the 
 facts were as they had been represented. 
 He was evidently surprised to find the 
 anti-slavery poet " so mild a mannered 
 man," and confessed that, generally, he 
 did not perceive that the feeling of the 
 North toward the South was so bitter and 
 unfriendly as he had been led to expe<;t 
 He had received nothing but civility and 
 courtesy, and admitted that Soiitherner-^ 
 generally received the same treatment. 
 
 Finally, Whittier, after attending him 
 to some of the places of resort interesting 
 to a stranger, told him that, as he was now 
 here, he might as well see the worst of the 
 anti-slavery phase of Northern faiKiticisni 
 — as the fashionable phrase was, — and 
 proposed to visit Garrison. The planter 
 consented, and so they tiu-ned their steps 
 to the Liberator office, where they found 
 Garrison, Wendell Phillips, and Fred. 
 Douglass, and there they enjoyed a " pre- 
 cious season of conversation." Would it 
 not have been a sight worth seeing — that 
 conclave in the Liberator office, with Gar- 
 rison, Whittier, Phillips, Douglass, and the 
 Alabama planter, in the foreground ? The 
 planter went to his home a wiser, and per- 
 haps a sadder man, than he came, for, af- 
 ter hearing all that was said, he protested 
 that all he could do, while mourning for 
 the condition of the country, was to pray 
 over it. 
 
 Hoisting the American Flag' on Independ- 
 ence Hall toy President Lincoln. 
 
 On the twenty-second of February, 
 1861, — the anniversary of Washington's 
 birthday, — the interesting ceremony of 
 raising the glorious flag of the American 
 Union was performed in Philadelphia, op- 
 posite Independence Hall, by President 
 Lincoln, then on his way to be inaugurated 
 at Washington. 
 
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 Just in front of the main entrance to 
 the State House, and but a few ieet from 
 the sacred hall of liberty, a large platform 
 had been erected for the President-elect 
 to stand upon before the people, while he 
 raised the starry banner of the republic. 
 The elevation, nearly six feet, enabled a 
 vast multitude to observe everything en- 
 acted thereon. The front and sides of the 
 stage were wrapped around with an Amer- 
 ican flag, while lesser flags floated from 
 the stanchions. 
 
 Before the flag was raised prayer was 
 offered, and in reply to words of welcome 
 addressed to Mr. Lincoln on behalf of the 
 city, through its chosen orator, the Presi- 
 dent spoke as follows : 
 
 Lincoln. 
 
 " Fellow Citizens, — I am invited and 
 called before you to participate in raismg 
 above Independence Hall the flag of our 
 country, with an additional star upon it. 
 I propose noAv, in advance of performing 
 this very pleasant and complimentary duty, 
 to say a few words. I propose to say that 
 when that flag was origuially raised here, 
 it had but thirteen stars. I wish to call 
 your attention to the fact that, under the 
 blessing of God, each additional star ad- 
 ded to that flag has given additional pros- 
 perity and happiness to this country, until 
 it has advanced to its present condition ; 
 and its Avelfare in the future, as Avell as in 
 the past, is in your hands. Cultivating 
 the spirit that animated our fathers, who 
 
 gave renown and celebrity to this Hall, 
 cherishing that fraternal feeling Avhieh has 
 so long characterized us as a nation, ex- / 
 eluding passion, ill-temper, and precipitate / 
 action on all occasions, I think we may 
 promise ourselves that not only the new 
 star jjlaced upon that flag shall be permit- 
 ted to remaua there to our permanent pros- 
 perity for years to come, but additional 
 ones shall from time to time be placed 
 there, until we shall number, as was anti- 
 cipated by the great historian, five hun- 
 dred millions of happy and prosperous 
 people. With these remarks, I proceed 
 to tlie very agreeable duty assigned me." 
 The excitement was of a fearful char- 
 acter when the President-elect seized the 
 rope to hoist the flag of the country to the 
 crest of the staff over the State House. 
 The souls of all seemed startuig from 
 their eyes, and every throat was wide. 
 The shouts of the people were like the 
 roar of waves which do not cease to break- 
 For full three minutes the cheers contin- 
 ued. The expression of the President- 
 elect was that of silent solemnity. Plis 
 long arms were extended. Each hand 
 alternately pulled at the halyards, and a 
 bmidle of bunting, tri-^ored, Avhich had 
 never been kissed by the wind before, 
 slowly rose and unfurled itself gracefully 
 aloft. If the shouting had been fearful 
 and tumultuous before, it became abso- 
 lutely maniacal now. From the smallest 
 urchin to the tall fonn which -rivaled the 
 President's in compass of chest and length 
 of limb, there rose a Avild cry, — remind- 
 ing one of some of the storied shouts 
 which rang among the Scottish hills in the 
 days of clans and clansmen. Suddenly, 
 when the broad bunting had reached the 
 summit of the mast, it unrolled at once in 
 all its amplitude, and blazed magnificently 
 in the sunlight which then spread so 
 brightly upon its gorgeous folds. At the 
 same moment the band struck up the 
 ' Star Spangled Banner,' and a cannon 
 ranged in the square sent up peal after 
 peal. Mr. Lincoln was then escorted to 
 
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 39 
 
 his hotel, and in a short time the crowd 
 had mehed away. 
 
 Homage to the Flagr by an Eag-le. 
 While they were hoisting the Stars and 
 Stripes over the officers' headquarters at 
 Camp Cui'tin, near Harrisburgh, Penn., in 
 the spruig of 1861, and just as the men 
 had seized the halyards, a large eagle, 
 that came from no one knew where, hov- 
 ered over the flag, and sailed majestically 
 over the encampment, while the flag was 
 rmi up. Thousands of eyes were up- 
 
 Homage to the Flag by an Eagle. 
 
 turned in a moment, and as the noble bird 
 looked do\vn, the cheers of three thousand 
 men rent the air! Never was such ova- 
 tion paid the "Imperial Bird of Jove." 
 It lingered for a few moments, apparently 
 not a particle frightened at the terrific 
 noise, then, cleaving the air with its pin- 
 ions, disappeared in the horizon. 
 
 Strang'e Blotch on Calhoun's Hight Hand. 
 Notwithstanding the long period — some 
 thirty years — which has elapsed suice the 
 following political narrative was given to 
 the world, it has still a fresh interest, and 
 aU the more striking in view of events 
 which have come upon the American na- 
 tion in these later years. The 'unob- 
 stT\ .' spectator' whose pen made record 
 of tlif scene here described, was a verita- 
 ble ( •, ('-witness of the same: 
 3 
 
 The other morning, at the breakfast 
 table, when I, an unobserved spectator, 
 happened to be present, Calhoun was ob- 
 served to gaze frequently at his right hand, 
 and brush it with his left, hi a hurried 
 and nervous mamier. He did this so 
 often that it excited attention. At length 
 one of the persons composhig the break- 
 fast party — his name I thmk is Toombs, 
 and he is a member of Congi-ess from 
 Georgia — took upon himself to ask the 
 occasion of Mr. Calhoun's disquietude. 
 '' Does your hand pain you ? " he asked of 
 Mr. Calhoun. To this Mr. Calhoun re- 
 phed, in rather a hiirried manner. 
 
 " Pshaw ! it is nothing but a di'eam I 
 had last night, and which makes me see 
 perpetually a large black spot, hke an ink 
 blotch, upon the back of my right hand ; 
 an optical illusion, I suppose." 
 
 Of course these words excited the curi- 
 osity of the company, but no one ventured 
 to beg the details of tliis siagular dream, 
 mitil Toombs asked quietly : 
 
 " What was your dream hke ? I am 
 not very supei'stitious about dreams ; but 
 sometimes they have a great deal of truth 
 in them." 
 
 " But this was such a peculiarly absurd 
 dream," said Mr. Calhoun, — again brush- 
 ing the back of his right hand ; " howev- 
 er, if it does not intrude too much on the 
 tmie of our friends, I wiU relate it to 
 you." 
 
 Of course the company were profuse in 
 their expressions of anxiety to know aU 
 about the di'cam, and ]\Ir. Calhoun related 
 it: ' 
 
 "At a late hour last night, as I was sit- 
 ting in my room, engaged in Avriting, I 
 was astonished by the entrance of a vis- 
 itor who, without a Avord, took a seat op- 
 posite me at my table. Tliis surprised me, 
 as I had given particular orders to the ser- 
 vant that I should on no account be dis- 
 turbed. The manner in wliich the intru- 
 der entered, so perfectly self-possessed, 
 taking his seat opposite me without a word, 
 as though my room and all within it be- 
 
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 longed to him, excited in me as much sur- 
 prise as indignation. As I raised my head 
 to look into his features, over the top of 
 my shaded lamp, I discovered that he was 
 wrapped in a thm cloak, which effectually 
 concealed his face and features from my 
 view ; and as I raised my head, he spoke, 
 ' What are you writing, senator from South 
 CaroUna ? ' I did not tlimk of his imper- 
 tinence at first, but answered him volun- 
 tarily, ' I am writing a plan for the disso- 
 lution of the American Union.' (You 
 know, gentlemen, that I am expected to 
 produce a plan of dissolution in the event 
 of certain contingencies.) To this the m- 
 truder replied in the coolest manner possi- 
 ble, 'Senator "from South Carolma, will 
 you allow me to look at your hand, your 
 right hand ? ' He rose, the cloak fell, and 
 I beheld his face. Gentlemen, the sight 
 of that face struck me hke a thunder clap. 
 It was the facS' of a dead man, whom ex- 
 , traordinary events had called back to life. 
 The features were those of General 
 Geokge Washington. He was dressed 
 in the Revolutionary costum'e, such as you 
 see in the Patent office." 
 
 Here Mr. Calhoun paused, apparently 
 agitated. His agitation, I need not tell 
 you, was shared by the companyv' Toombs 
 at length broke the embarrassing -pause— 
 "Well what was the issue of tliis 
 scene ? " 
 
 Mr. Calhoun resumed : 
 " The intruder, as I have said, rose and 
 asked to look at my right hand, as though 
 I had not the power to refuse. I extend- 
 ed it. The truth is, I felt a strange thrill 
 pervade me at his touch ; he grasped it 
 and held it near the light, thus affording 
 full time to examme every feature. It 
 was the face of Washington! After 
 holding my hand for a moment, he looked 
 at me steadily, and said in a quiet way, 
 'And with tliis right hand, senator from 
 South Carolina, you would sign your name 
 to a paper declaring the Union dissolved ? ' 
 I answered in the affii-mative. ' Yes,' I 
 said, 'if a certain contingency arises, I 
 
 will sign my name to the Declaration of 
 Dissolution.' But at that moment a black 
 blotch appeared on the back of my hand, 
 which I seem to see now. ' What is that ? ' 
 said I, alarmed, I know not why, at the 
 blotch on my hand. 'That,' said he, 
 dropping my hand, ' is the mark by which 
 Benedict Arnold is known in the next 
 world.' He said no more, gentlemen, but 
 drew from beneath his cloak an object 
 which he laid upon the table — laid upon 
 the veiy paper on which I was writing. 
 Tliis object, gentlemen, was a skeleton. 
 ' There,' said he, ' there are the bones of 
 Isaac Hayne before you — ^he was a South 
 Carolmian, and so are you. But there 
 was no blotch on his right hand.' With 
 these words the intruder left the room. I 
 started back from the contact with the 
 dead man's bones and — awoke. Over- 
 come by labor, I had fallen asleep, and 
 had been dreamuig. Was it not a smgu- 
 lar dream ? " 
 
 All the company answered in the affirm- 
 ative, and .Toombs muttered, " Singular, 
 very singular," and at the same time look- 
 ed curiously at the back of his right hand, 
 while Mr. Calhoun placed his head be- 
 tween his hands and seemed buried hi 
 thought. 
 
 Firm Devotion of a Loyal Southern Woman 
 to the Colors. 
 
 A finely independent and successful 
 stand was taken by a woman in New 
 Orleans, on behalf of the Union, in the 
 dawnuig days of rebellion. She and her 
 husband, a Mississippi steamboat captaui, 
 occupied the middle fi'ont room of the 
 lowest range of sleeping apartments in 
 the St. Charles Hotel, at the time Avhen 
 the city was to be illuminated in honor 
 of secession. She refused to allow the 
 illummating candles to be fixed in the 
 windows of her room, and the proprietors 
 remonstrated in vain — she finally ordering 
 them to leave the room, of Avhich she 
 claimed, while its occupant, to have the 
 entire controL 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 41 
 
 The secessionists, however, determined 
 not to be outdone in a matter of such 
 grave importance, proceeded to 'find and 
 appeal to the captain, — who was not in 
 the room at the time of the above pro- 
 ceedings. He heard their case ; said his 
 wife had reported him correctly on the 
 Union question, nevertheless he would go 
 with them to the room, and see if the 
 matter could be amicably arranged. 
 
 But the captam's disposition to yield 
 was not seconded, amicably nor otherwise, 
 by his better half. The proprietors there- 
 upon next proposed to vacate the best 
 chamber in her favor, in some other part 
 of the house, if that would be satisfac- 
 tory ; but the lady's " No !" was stiU as 
 peremptory as ever. Her point was 
 gained, and the St. Charles was doomed 
 to have a dark front chamber. Pleased 
 
 with tliis triumph, Mrs. devised the 
 
 following manoeuvre to make the most of 
 her victory. Summoning a servant, she 
 sent him out to procure for her an Ameri- 
 can flag, which, at dusk, she suspended 
 from her window. When evening came, 
 the streets, animated by a merry throng, 
 were illuminated, but, alas ! the St. Charles 
 was disfigured by its sombre chainber — 
 when, suddenly, a succession of lamps, 
 suspended on both sides of the flag, reveal- 
 ing the Stars and Stripes, were Ut up, and 
 the ensign of the Union waved from the 
 centre of a hotel illuminated in honor of 
 its overthrow ! The effect was, to give 
 the impression that the whojer house was 
 thus paying homage to the American flag ; 
 and, what was a more significant fact still, 
 the old flag was greeted by the passing 
 crowd with vocifei'ous applause. So 
 much for the firnmess of a loyal-hearted, 
 true American woman. 
 
 Provisional Government of Kentucky on an 
 Excursion. 
 
 The notorious George N. Sanders fomid 
 himself one day, dilapidated and hungry, 
 under the hospitable roof of Colonel Wm. 
 H. Polk, of Tennessee, — George being 
 
 well known, even in his own partizan cir- 
 cle, as a sort of political black sheep. 
 After having partaken liberally of the 
 viands set before liim by his old friend, 
 George signified by numerous signs, and 
 finally by words, that he wished the serv- 
 ants to leave the room. He then ^aid : 
 
 " Polk, I knew you were a man with a 
 heart in your bosom; I told 'em so. I 
 said that no better man than Bill Polk 
 could be found. I told 'em so. 
 
 " Told who so ?" asked Mr. Polk, rather 
 surprised at the sudden and mysterious 
 language, accompanied by the removal of 
 the servants. 
 
 " Mr. Polk," said George, " I want yoiir 
 horses and carriage for a time." 
 
 " Certainly, ]VIi*. Sanders, if you wish 
 them." 
 
 "Mr. Polk," said Sanders, "I do not 
 appear before you in any ordinary charac- 
 ter to-day ; I am clothed with higher au- 
 thority ; I am an emissary." 
 
 The tone and maimer indicated Some- 
 tliing serious — perhaps to arrest his host. 
 
 "I am an" emissary," repeated Mr. San- 
 ders, speaking in very large capitals, " from 
 THE State of Kentucky, and hope to 
 be received as such. The fact is," con- 
 tinued he, comuig down to the level of 
 famihar conversation, "I left the Provi- 
 sional Government of Kentucky a mile or 
 so back, on foot, finding its way south- 
 wardly, and I demand your horses and 
 caniage in the name of that noble State." 
 
 Of course the carriages and horses were 
 harnessed up at once, and Mr. Sanders 
 proceeded to bring the Provisional Govern- 
 ment to Mr. Polk's house. 
 
 How shall this scene be described ? 
 Hon. George W. .Johnson, as much a Clay 
 man as the sacred soil of Tennessee could 
 afford, but still preserving his light and 
 active step ; McKee, late of the Courier, 
 following ; Walter N. Haldeman, with all 
 his industry and perseverance, trying to 
 keep up with his associates ; and Willis 
 B. Machen, vigorous, active, slightly sul- 
 len, but in earnest, with every boot he 
 
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 drew out of the snowy, muddy soil, giving 
 a groan of fatigue. Imagine this peripa- 
 tetic " Go^^rnment " safely ensconced at 
 Mr. Polk's, on their road south ! 
 
 " IVir. Sanders," said the ' Governor,' 
 with dignified suavity, after the walnuts 
 and wine, " claimed to be an acquaintance 
 of yours, and we were very glad to send 
 him forward." 
 
 The Hon. Governor maintained through- 
 out, that easy, self-possessed maimer, which 
 characterizes the gentleman. 
 
 The emissary shortly after suggested to 
 the Provisional Government that he was 
 "broke," and wished to represent the 
 Seventh Congressional District of Ken- 
 tucky — that is, the Louisville District ; 
 " for," said he, in his persuasive, confiden- 
 tial tones, " that is the only way I know 
 of for a man without money to get to 
 Richmond." 
 
 A session was at once held of the " State 
 'Council," the result of its deliberations 
 being that Mr. Sanders was authorized to 
 proceed to Richmond and there represent 
 the interests of Louisville in the rebel 
 Congress, vice H. W. Bruce. 
 
 Presidential Prospects. 
 
 One of the visitoi-s at the White House 
 took it upon himself to congratulate the 
 President on the almost certain purpose 
 on the part of the people to re-elect " Old 
 Abe" for another term of four years. 
 Mr. Lincoln replied that he had beea told 
 this frequently before of late, and that 
 when it was first mentioned to him he was 
 reminded of a farmer in Illinois who de- 
 termined to try his own hand at blasting. 
 After successfully boring and filling in 
 with powder, he failed in the effort to 
 make the powder go off, and after discuss- 
 ing with a looker-on the cause for this, 
 and failing to detect anything wi'ong in 
 the powder, the farmer isuddenly came to 
 the conclusion that it would not go off he- 
 cause it had been shot before. 
 
 Minister Cameron and his German Afri- 
 canus. 
 
 General Cameron, the American IVIinis- 
 ter, for a time, at the cotu't of St. Peters- 
 burg, traveled extensively in the various 
 countries of Europe, that he might ac- 
 quaint himself with their manners and 
 customs. One incident which he relates, 
 as occurring during this tour, is, to say 
 the least, not very complimentary to " the 
 gi'eat American Republic as it was" 
 
 Arriving at a small German to^ATi on 
 the evenmg of Whitsmitide — which is a 
 fomous and favorite holiday with the Lu- 
 tlierans — the General was struck with 
 the decent and comfortable appearance of 
 the people who crowded the streets ; but 
 what just at that time mterested him most, 
 "Vvas a tall, stout, and impressive negro, far 
 blacker than Othello, even before he was 
 represented as a highly colored gentleman. 
 Supposing him to be an American negro, 
 Mr. Cameron went up to him and said: 
 " How are you, my friend ?" — using the 
 Pennsylvania German, in which the Gen- 
 eral was an adept — when, to his infinite 
 horror, the colored gentleman thus ad- 
 dressed turned upon him and said, in good 
 guttural Dutch, " I am no American, I do 
 not want to talk to you. I won't talk to 
 any man who comes from a country pro- 
 fessmg to be free, but in which human 
 beings are held as slaves." And this was 
 said by the honest fellow with a magiste- 
 rial and indignant air that would have 
 been irresistibly severe, if it had not be©n 
 irresistibly comic. 
 
 Minister Cameron made his escape with 
 the best possible grace from his stalwart 
 and sable antagonist, and supposed he 
 had got rid of him ; but on passing into 
 an adjoining saloon with his secretary, 
 Bayard Taylor, to take a glass of lager 
 beer, he was again confronted by his Ger- 
 man Africanus, Avho re-opened his vials 
 of wrath, and concluded by turning to the 
 General and asking him in broad German, 
 ''Sagh, bin ich recht, or bin ich unreckt V 
 which means : 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 43 
 
 " Say, am I right, or am I Avrong? An- 
 swer me ! " 
 
 Minister Cameron made inquiry as to 
 the negro, and ascertained that one of the 
 nobility in the neighborhood, who had 
 spent some years in Africa in a scientific 
 and hunting toiu", brought back with him 
 to Germany a very handsome native, who, 
 in course of time, developed mto the inili- 
 vidual that sought the opportimity to ad- 
 minister a rebuke to an American who 
 lived in a comitry professing to be free, 
 but in which human beings are held as 
 slaves. 
 
 evidently nonplussed for the first time in 
 liis life ; " that does not ' remind ' me of 
 any story I ever heard before ! " 
 
 Old Abe Hard-up for a Joke for Once. 
 
 Dui'ing a conversation which took place 
 in the summer of 1864, between President 
 Lincoln and a distmguished Western Sen- 
 ator, the various legislative nominations 
 for the Presidency then being iliade were 
 incidently referred to. " Yes," said Mr. 
 Lmcoln, moving his leg with evident grati- 
 fication — " yes. Senator, the ciuTcnt seems 
 to be setting all one way ! " " It does, 
 really, seem to be setting all one way," 
 was the answer of the Senator, " but, ]Mi\ 
 Lincohi, as you have told me several good 
 stories since I have been here, permit me, 
 if you please, to tell you one : — 
 
 " It has always been observed that the 
 Atlantic Ocean at the Straits of Gibraltar, 
 constantly pom's into the Mediterrranean, 
 with a tremendous volume. The Bospho- 
 rus empties into it, at its other end, and 
 rivers are seen contributing to its waters 
 all along the coast. It was for many years 
 the constant puzzle of geographers, why 
 the Mediterranean, under all these acces- 
 sions, never got full and overran its banks. 
 After a while, however, a curious fellow 
 took the notion of droppmg a plummet in 
 tlie centre of the Straits, when, lo! he 
 discovered that, though the tremendous 
 body of Avater on the surface was rushing 
 inward from the ocean, a still more power- 
 ful body was passing outward, in a comiter 
 current, at some twenty feet below I " 
 
 " Oh, ah ! " said Old Abe, seriously, and 
 
 Pront-Door Confabulations in Arkansas. 
 A Union man who was visitmg Little 
 Rock, Arkansas, under the protecting folds 
 of the Stars and Stripes, which had then 
 taken the place of the Confederate ensign, 
 sat down one evening at the front door of 
 a secession friend, and engaged m a hearty 
 talk about the war, the latter claiming, 
 of course, that the South couldn't be whip- 
 ped, , and the former arguing that that 
 thing was a good deal more than half done 
 already. While thus conversing, a mid- 
 dle aged negro came along, leading a horse 
 
 Front Door Confabulations in Arkansas. 
 
 that did not seem able to stand without 
 artificial support. Upon nearing them he 
 politely bowed, and said to the secession 
 gentleman, 
 
 " Good ebenin' massa." 
 
 " Good evening, Joe," was the kind 
 response ; and Joe began moving off. Just 
 at this moment "Massa" appeared to think 
 of something else to say, and he remarked, 
 
 "Joe, did you hear that Roberts had 
 gone to Texas?" 
 
 "Yes, massa. I knewde day he lef." 
 
 " He took all his ' boys,' I believe." 
 
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 " Yes, massa, he took 'em all : what he 
 go to Texas for?" 
 
 " I suppose he went to keep out of the 
 way of the Yankees." 
 
 These words had no sooner left " mas- 
 sa's " mouth than a singular change seemed 
 to come over Joe. Before their utterance 
 he was altogether undemonstrative in his 
 manner; but when he caught their full 
 meaning, his countenance evinced pleasure 
 and siu'prise in about equal proportions. 
 In a moment he began to laugh, but 
 checked himself suddenly, and said : 
 
 " Could'nt help laughin', massa. My 
 missus tole me de Yankees could'nt git 
 Memphis ; hut deijre dere notv. Den she 
 said dere was'nt enough of 'em lef to 
 come furder down de riber ; hut dey went 
 all de way down. Den missus say dey 
 can't come up de White, no how; hut 
 dey DID coine — and dey went to de Rock 
 (Little Rock), an' dey stayed dar; an' I 
 jes' b'lieve dey mean to stay eberywhar ; 
 an' before massa Roberts sees anoder buf- 
 falo gnat dey'll be all oher Texas, an' he 
 won't hab enough niggas lef to di-ive de 
 cow home." 
 
 The italicised part of Joe's brief oration 
 was spoken with deep emphasis, and the 
 effect of the words Avas greatly increased 
 by the appropriate gestures which accom- 
 panied them. He did not wait for any 
 mark of approval or censure, but made 
 his adieus rather hurriedly. 
 
 " That's a pretty sharp darkie, I should 
 say," remarked Union. 
 
 " He is that," was the reply ; " he's got 
 any quantity of hard sense ; and he's a 
 right good fellow, too — I never heard any- 
 thmg bad of him." 
 
 "In case the war were brought to a 
 close on condition that the rebellious States 
 should send Senators and Representatives 
 to Congress, and the Emancipation Pro- 
 clamation were withdrawn, would it be a 
 possible thing to keep the slavfes under 
 the same subjection as before the begin- 
 ning of the war ? " 
 
 " Certainly not. The slaves understand 
 
 that they are, or soon will be, free. But 
 let them be made to believe that the 
 United States government intends to break 
 the solemn promise which it made to them 
 on the first of last January — let them once 
 understand that their anticipations of free- 
 dom are not to be realized in the manner 
 which they expected — and they will make 
 a second San Domingo of every Southern 
 State." 
 
 "Your ideas agree pretty well with 
 those of the Abolitionists of New Eng- 
 land." 
 
 " I can't help that," said the secession- 
 ist ; " I hate an Abolitionist worse than I 
 ever hated a snake, bvit I believe just 
 what I say, and if the Abolition- 
 ists where you came from agree with me, 
 I am not to blame." 
 
 Discussion 'between Major Downing- and Mr. v 
 liinkin. 
 
 In a letter from the Federal capital, by 
 Major Jack Downing, to the Editors of the 
 Cawcashin, the Major thus delivers him- 
 self in regard to the great question growing 
 out of the war. The Major says, and 
 even those who venture to diifer from his 
 weighty opinions, rarely fail to be interested 
 in his expression of them : 
 
 SuRS : — I've been kinder sick sence I 
 writ you last. The truth is, this clymate 
 in the spring is raely very weaknin to the 
 constitushiii. Linkin, too, has been terri- 
 buUy anxus about war noose, and the nigh 
 approach of hot weather. But the great 
 subjeck which the Kernel and I have been 
 considerin, is the " contrybands." What 
 is to be done with 'em ? That's the quest- 
 shin, and Linkin ses he would like to see 
 the feller that can tell him. One night 
 Linkin got a big "map, an he sot down, and 
 " Now," ses he, " Major, let's take a look 
 at all creashin, an see ef ther aint sum 
 place whar we kin send these pesky kinky 
 beds, and get rid of 'em." " Wal," ses I, 
 " Kernel, I'm agreed." So we went at 
 it. First Linkin put his finger on Haty. 
 " Now," ses he, " ther's an iland that jest 
 suits the nigger constitusliin. Suppose 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 
 
 45 
 
 they go ther?" "But," ses I, "Kernel, 
 they won't go, an ef they did, they wouldn't 
 do nothin." " Wal," ses he, " no matter, 
 ef they won't trouble us here enny longer." 
 " But," ses I, " ther's one more resm. 
 The iland aint large enuff to hold all the 
 niggers — four millions or thereabouts." 
 " Wal," ses he, " ther's Centril Ameriky — 
 what do you think of that spot ? " " Wal," 
 ses I, " Kernel, that's a fine coimtry, nater- 
 ally. The Creator fixed it up on a grand 
 scale, but you can't make a treaty with it, 
 enny more than you can comit the spots 
 on a little pig, Avhen he keeps runin about 
 the hull time. The truth is, you can't tell 
 who'll be President of it from one mornin 
 to the next, and the niggers you send ther 
 might all get their throats cut jest as soon 
 as they landed." "Wal," ses Linkin, 
 "that's a slight objectshin. But let's turn 
 over to Afriky. Ther's Libery ; how 
 would that do, Major?" "Wal," ses I, 
 " Kernel, that country is about the biggest 
 humbug of the hull lot. Fust ofl^, sum 
 raely good peopul thought after it was goin 
 to amount to sumthin, but arter forty years 
 of spendin money on it, ther aint enny 
 more chanst of civilizin Afriky in that way 
 than ther is of makin a rified camion out 
 of a bass Avood log. A few dominys, who 
 can't get enny boddy willin to hear 'em 
 preach, hev got hold of it, an are makin a 
 good thing out of it. As for sendin our 
 niggers ther;. why, it would take all the 
 shippin of the world, and more money than 
 Chase could print by steana in a year." 
 " Wal," SOS Linkin, " whar on artli kin we 
 send 'em ? " 
 
 " Now," sec I " Kernel, I've got an idee 
 of my own about that matter. I think 
 they are best off whar they arc an jest as 
 they are, but ef you must get rid of 'em, I 
 would send 'em all to Massa-chews-its ! 
 Peopul who are so anxus to hev other 
 folks overrun with free niggers, ought to 
 be willin to share sum of the blessins them- 
 selves. So let all that are here in Wash- 
 ington be sent rite off to Boston." " Yes, 
 that might do," says Linkin. " But," ses 
 
 I, " sum States won't have 'em at all, and 
 they can't go ther. So what's to be done?" 
 " Wal," ses Lmkin, " I tell you what it is. 
 Major, this is an almighty tuff subjeck. 1 
 know sumthin about splittin rails, and 
 Avhat hard Avork is ginerally, but tliis nigger 
 questshin has puzzled me more than emiy 
 thing I ever got hold of before." " Wal," 
 ses I, " Kernel, I can explain the reason 
 why." " Wal," ses I, " Kernel, whar do 
 you kerry your pocket book?" Ses he, 
 "What on arth has that to do with the 
 subjeck ?" Ses I, " Hold on, you'll see." 
 " Wal," ses he, " I always kerry it right 
 ther, in my left hand trowsers pocket." 
 Ses I, " Didn't you ever hev a hole in 
 that pocket for a day or two, an hev to 
 put your pocket book in sum other ?" Ses 
 he, " Major, I hev." Ses I, " What did 
 you do with it then ? " " Wal," ses he, " I 
 put it in my right hand pocket, but it 
 kinder chafed my leg ther cause it wam't 
 used to it, an it also felt mity onhandy. 
 So I put it in my side coat pocket, but 
 every time I stooped over it would drop 
 out. Then I put it in my coat tail pocket, 
 but I was kept all the time on the qui 
 vivers, afeerd sum pickpocket would steal 
 it. At last, in order to make it safe an 
 sure, I put it in the top of my hat, under 
 sum papers, but the hat Avas top heavy, an 
 over it went spillin everything. I tell you 
 I Avas glad Avhen my pocket was fixed, an 
 I got it back in the old spot." 
 
 " iSTow," ses I, " Kernel, that's jest the 
 case Avith the niggers. The minit you.get 
 'em out of ther place, you don't knoAv what 
 on arth to do with 'em. Now, we've been 
 here all the CA'enin sarchin over the map 
 to see ef Ave can't find sum place to put 
 'em. But it is all no manner of use. 
 You've got to do with 'em jest as you did 
 with your pocket book. Put 'em whar 
 they belong, an then you won't have enny 
 more trubbil." 
 
 Linkin didn't see eggzactly how I was 
 gwin to apply the story, an Aven he did, he 
 looked kinder struck up. Wen I saw that 
 I had made a hit on him, I follered it up. 
 
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 Ses I, " Kernel, this government ain't out 
 of order, as Seward and Chase kontend. 
 They are only trym to run it the rong way 
 — that's what makes all the trubbil. I 
 once had a thrashin machine, an I sold it 
 to old Jim Dumbutter, an arter he got it 
 he sed it wam't good for nothm — that it 
 wouldn't run, &c. So I went over to see 
 it, an I vow ef he didn't hev the machine 
 all rong eend foremist. I went to work 
 at it, an, arter a little wile, it went off like 
 grease, jest as slick as a whistle. You 
 see, old Dumbutter didn't understand the 
 machme, an, tharfore, he couldn't make it go. 
 Now," ses I, " Kernel, our Constitushin is 
 a Dimmycratic machine, and its got to be 
 run as a Dimmycratic machine, or it worUt 
 run at all ! Now, you see, Seward is tryin 
 to run it on his ' higher law ' principle, but it 
 wam't made for that, an the consekence is, 
 the thing is pretty nigh smashed up." 
 
 "Wal," ses Linkm, "things do look 
 kinder dark. I don't know whar we will 
 cum out, but I guess I'll issoo a proclama- 
 shin for the mmisters to pray for us. 
 Perhaps they AviU do sum good." Ses 
 I, " Kernel, that reminds me of old Elder 
 Doolittle, who cum along the road one 
 day rite whar old Sol Hopkms, a very 
 wicked old sinner, was hoein corn. The 
 season was late, and the corn was mity 
 slim. Ses the Elder: 'Mister Hopkins, 
 yolU" corn is not very forrard this year.' 
 ' No, its monstrous poor,' ses Hopkins, 
 <an I guess I shan't have half a crop.' 
 'Wal,' ses the Hder, 'Mister Hopkins, you 
 ought to pray to the Lord for good crops, 
 perhaps he will hear you.' ' Wal, perhaps 
 he will, and perhaps he won't,' ses old Sol, 
 ' but I'll be darned ef I don't believe that 
 this corn needs manure a tarnel sight more 
 than it does prayin for.' Now," ses I, 
 " Linkin, I thuik this country is something 
 like old Hopkinses corn. It needs states- 
 manship good deal more than prayin for." 
 Linkin didn't seem to like that observation 
 of mine much, for he turned the subjeck, 
 an he ain't axed me what it was best to d^ 
 with the nigger sence. 
 
 Bad for the Cow. 
 
 In the following little story, which is 
 certainly unique in its way, it will not 
 require a great stretch of imagmation to 
 consider the Federal Govermnent as rep- 
 resenting the locomotive, and the seceding 
 States the c»w : 
 
 When George Stephenson, the cele- 
 brated Scotch engineer, had completed his 
 model of a locomotive, he presented him- 
 self before the British parliament, and 
 asked the attention and support of that 
 body. The grave M. P.'s, looking sneer- 
 ingly at the great mechanic's invention, 
 asked, — 
 
 " So you have made a carriage to run 
 only by steam, have you ? " 
 
 " Yes, my lords." 
 
 " And you expect your cai'riage to ran 
 on parallel rails, so that it can't go off, do 
 you ? " 
 
 " Yes, my lords." 
 
 " Well now, Mr. Stephenson, let us show 
 you how absurd your claim is. Suppose 
 when your carriage is running upon these 
 rails at the rate of twenty or thirty miles 
 per hour, if ^ou're extravagant enough to 
 even suppose such a thing is possible, a 
 cow should get in its way. You can't 
 turn out for her — ^what then ? " 
 
 " Then 'twill be bad for the cow, my 
 lords!" 
 
 Advised to Stick to his Business. 
 If, through a multitude of counsellors 
 there is safety. President Lincoln may be 
 said never to have run any great risk of 
 not carrying the ship of state securely 
 through all its perils. Their number in 
 his case was always legion. Among these, 
 in the early part of the war, was a West- 
 ern farmer, who sought the President day 
 after day, until at last he procured the 
 much desired special audience. Like many 
 other visitors at the executive mansion, he, 
 too, had a plan for the successful prosecu- 
 tion of the Avar, to which Mr. Lincoln lis- 
 tined as patiently as he could. When he 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 
 
 47 
 
 was through, he asked the opinion of the 
 President upon his plan. 
 
 « Well," said Mr. Lmcoln, " I'll answer 
 by telling you a story. You have heard 
 of ]Mr. Blank, of Cliicago? He was an 
 immense loafer m his way — m fact, never 
 did anything in liis life. One day he got 
 crazy over a great rise in the price of 
 wheat, upon which many speculators gained 
 large fortunes. Blank started off one 
 morning to one of the most successful of 
 the speculators, and with much enthusiasm 
 laid before hun a plan by which he, the 
 said Blank, was certain of becoming uide- 
 pendently rich. When he had fuiished, he 
 asked the opmion of his hearer upon his 
 plan of operations. The reply came as 
 follows : ' My advice is that you stick to 
 your business ! ' But,' asked Blank, ' what 
 is my business?' 'I don't know what it 
 is,' said the merchant, 'but, whatever it is, 
 I advise you to stick to it.' And now," 
 said JMr, Luicoln, " I mean nothing offen- 
 sive, for I knoAV you mean well, but I 
 tliink you had better stick to your business, 
 and leave the war to those who have the 
 responsibility of managing it." 
 
 Burlesque on Peace Propositions. 
 
 Concerning a certain peace proposition 
 then on the tapis at Washington, Mr. Kerr 
 — his prenomen Orpheus C, — thus dis- 
 courseth : — 
 
 The Confederacy hastily put on- a pair 
 of white cotton gloves, and says he : 
 
 " Am I addressing the Democratic Or- 
 ganization ? " 
 
 "You address the large Kentucky 
 branch," says the Conservative chap, pull- 
 ing out his ruffles. 
 
 " Then," says the Confederacy, " I am 
 prepared to make an indirect proposition 
 for peace. My name is Mr. Lamb, by 
 which title the democratic organization has 
 always known the injured Confederacy, and 
 I projwse the following terms : Hostihties 
 shall at once cease, and the two armies be 
 consolidated under the title of the Confed- 
 erate State forces. The war debts of the 
 
 North and South shall be so imited that 
 the North may be able to pay them with- 
 out confusion, 
 
 "An election for a new President shall 
 at once be held, everybody voting save 
 those who have shown animosity to the 
 suMiy South. France shall be driven out 
 of Mexico by the consolidated armies, the- 
 expense being so managed that the North 
 may pay it without further trouble. Upon 
 these terms the Confederacy will become 
 a peaceful feUow man." 
 
 Fernando Wood. 
 
 "Hem!" says the Kentucky chap. 
 "What you ask is pei-fectly reasonable, 
 I will consider the matter after the man- 
 ner of a dispassionate democrat, and retu)'n 
 you my answer in a few days." 
 
 Here I hastily stepped up, and says I, 
 "But are you not going to consult the 
 President at aU about it, my Jupiter 
 Tonans?" 
 
 "The President? the President?" says 
 the Conservative Kentucky chap, with a 
 vague look — " Hem ! " says he, " I really 
 forgot all about the President." 
 
 " The democratic organization," (adds 
 Kerr, with said prenomen,) " my boy, iu 
 its zeal to benefit its distracted country, is 
 occasionally like that eminent fire company 
 in the Sixth Ward, which nobly usurped 
 Avith its hose the teri'ible business of put- 
 ting out a large conflagration, and never 
 i-emembered until its beautiful machine 
 was all in position, that another company 
 
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 of fellow firemen had exclusive possession 
 of all the water works." 
 
 The same sparkling and penchant pen 
 would find some other peace propositions, 
 emanating from organizations not exactly 
 Democratic or Conservative, first rate ma- 
 terial for his side-shaking irony and wit ; 
 or, should he lack the necessary material, 
 Mr. Fernando Wood, the "Apostle of 
 Peace," might be able to supply the de- 
 ficiency. 
 
 Ohio Toll-gate Keeper's Talk with. "Vallan- 
 digham. 
 
 As Messrs. Vallandigham and Pendle- 
 ton, the Pro-Southern or Anti-War mem- 
 bers of Congress, from Ohio, were going 
 in a carriage, in the spring of 1863, from 
 Batavia, to fill an appointment at some 
 place in Brown County, they drew up at 
 a toll-gate. 
 
 Vallandigham. 
 
 Mr. Pendleton, with that amiable famil- 
 iarity characterizing his intercourse with 
 the poor and lowly voters, asked the ven- 
 erable gate-keeper how he stood on politics, 
 and was answered: "I am a Democrat; 
 have voted the ticket all my life, and ex- 
 pect to as long as I live." 
 
 " That's right, my good man ! I am glad 
 to find you all right on politics; now, as 
 an old Democrat, what do you think of the 
 Hon. Mr. Vallandigham for our next Gov- 
 ernor? — Vallandigham for our next Gov- 
 ernor, eh?" 
 
 "Vallandigham is the 
 
 traitor 
 
 north of Mason and Dixon's Une, and I 
 wouldn't help elect him dog pelter!". 
 
 "But stop, man, this gentleman with 
 me is Mr. V." 
 
 " I don't care who he is ; I am a Jack- 
 son Democrat, not a Vallandighamcrat." 
 
 The worthy pair now drove on, not par- 
 ticularly elated or refreshed in then* polit- 
 ical feelings by the conversation they 
 themselves had provoked. 
 
 Gov. Andy Johnson's Supplement to one of 
 Liorenzo Dow's Stories. 
 
 Governor Andy Johnson — now our 
 President, — at one of the Loyal League 
 meetings in New York, hit the secession 
 sympathizers with the following story. 
 Great complaint, (said the Governor) has 
 been made about the suspension of the 
 writ of habeas corjpus. Is there any man 
 who has no treason lui'kmg in his bosom 
 that is apprehensive of an arrest? Why 
 are certain persons so nervous in this re- 
 gard ? Because treason is Im-kuig ua their 
 bosoms ! 
 
 Lorenzo Dow, when he was on his way, 
 upon one occasion, to attend an appoint- 
 ment, met a man who complained that his 
 axe had been stolen. 
 
 " I will settle that matter for you," said 
 Dow. 
 
 Before reaching the meeting house he 
 picked up a large stone, Aveighing about a 
 pound and a half. After he had concluded 
 his sermon in his peculiar way, looking 
 over the audience, turning the stone over 
 in his hand, he said: 
 
 " I have been mformed by one of your 
 neighbors that he had his axe stolen last 
 night, and I intend with this stone toknock 
 the man do"mi who did it." 
 
 Poising the stone in his hand, as if about 
 to throw it, there was- one man who im- 
 mediately dodged behind his seat, and 
 Dow pointed him out to the audience as 
 the thief. And so I say (continued Gov. 
 Johnson,) if you want to find out traitors, 
 just look ai'ound and shake the suspended 
 
PATEIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 49 
 
 writ of habeas corpus at them, and you 
 will see them dodge, shrink and complain. 
 
 Napoleon on French. Yoting'sters in tlie Fed- 
 eral Army. 
 
 Archbishop Hughes, on his way to Rome, 
 had an interview with the Emperor Napo- 
 leon. After a few commonplaces on the 
 horrors of civil war, pronounced in the 
 slow and monotonous tone of voice pe- 
 culiar to him, Louis Napoleon abruptly 
 altered his mamier. His glassy counte- 
 nance lit up, his voice rose, and he pro- 
 ceeded Avith marked accentuation: "But 
 who then advised your President, Mr. 
 Lincoln. What induced him to receive 
 those two youngsters (ces deuz Jeunes hom- 
 ines — king Louis Philippe's sons,) into his 
 army? He might have perceived that it 
 is not to his credit to encourage preten- 
 sions like theirs by giving them an oppor- 
 tunity of getting themselves talked of. 
 The cause of the Orleans is not a cause 
 which can be avowed. I found the throne 
 vacant. I took it. £ut they! they stole 
 the croion of their relative!" 
 
 That Card from Willard's Hotel. 
 
 All anecdote Avas told at an out door 
 political meeting, in Washington, one night, 
 by the Hon. IMi*. Chittenden, of Vermont, 
 the well known Register of the United 
 States Treasury. It shows what was go- 
 ing on among certain high political char- 
 acters, to prevent the will of the people 
 from being executed ui the inauguration 
 of Mr. Lincohi and to overthrow and usurp 
 the constitutional Government. 
 
 Mr. Chittenden remarked that he would 
 state one fact in connection with his expe- 
 rience in Washington, which he believed 
 had never yet been made public: His 
 first visit to the national capital was per- 
 haps an imfortunate one. He was a del- 
 egate from the State of Vermont to tiie 
 peace convention, or conference, which 
 met in that city, in the month of Febru- 
 ary, 1861, upon the invitation of the Gov- 
 ernor of Virginia. Li that convention he 
 
 happened to fonn the acquaintance of 
 James B. Clay, of Kentucky, William A. 
 Seddon, of Virginia (afterwards the Con- 
 federate Secretary of War), Governor 
 Morehead, of Kentucky, (who became a 
 fugitive from the flag that had always pro- 
 tected him,) and others of a similar polit- 
 ical stripe. His seat was near those gen- 
 tlemen. One day, while sitting with them, 
 a servant from Willard's Hotel entered 
 and handed a card to Mr. Seddon, who sat 
 near 'Mi: Chittenden. He did not know 
 what was on the card, but it was passed 
 around from one • to the other in such a 
 maimer that he could not help but see 
 what was written upon it. On the card 
 was written these words : ' Lincoln is in 
 Washington!^ He never saw such con- 
 fusion made by a small piece of card be- 
 fore. They looked at each other with 
 amazement. At last, Waldo P. Johnson, 
 afterwards a Senator from Missouri, who 
 could control himself no longer, exclaimed 
 with vehemence and chagrin, " How the 
 devil did he get through Baltimore ?" 
 
 It was a part of the secession plot that 
 the bludgeon-mongers of Baltimore should 
 see to it that Mr. Lincoln did not pass 
 through that city alive, on his v/ay to as- 
 sume the charge of the Government — a 
 graphic account of which will be found on 
 another page of this volume. 
 
 Secret of the Unanimous Vote in the Senate. 
 The passage of a bill by Congress en- 
 larging the power of the President of the 
 United States in order for him to more 
 effectually meet the necessities, civil and 
 military, of the country, was in the highest 
 degree expedient. But how tlie bill ever 
 passed the Senate by an unanimous vote, 
 while it received so bitter an opposition in 
 the House, was a point which partook 
 largely of the mysterious, in the view of 
 outsiders. A Democratic Senator, how- 
 ever, — one of those who took their novi- 
 tiate for senatorial honors in the cells of 
 Fort Lafayette — (Wall, of New Jersey,) — 
 gave a solution of the mystery, one day, and 
 
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 SO terse aiul tnie as to deserve repetition. 
 "Four of our men" — and he named them, 
 but of coui-se one couldn't be guilty of 
 such disresi^ect to American Senators as 
 to print them — " four of om- men were so 
 drmik they coukhi't leave their rooms; 
 and the others, not knowing how drmik 
 these men were, had gone off to Count 
 Mercier's party." That is the whole story, 
 — and a similar tale might be told in con- 
 nection with many other Congressional 
 bills and measures. It is hardly neces- 
 sary to add, that more than one section 
 was represented in the di'unken quartette 
 ui question. 
 
 Price of Chivalry in Hard Cash. 
 "\Ylien the Federal troops occupied Win- 
 chester, Virgmia, a yomig lady was seen 
 ripping up a Union flag, to turn into a 
 " Secesli streamer." An officer made her 
 give it up. It was repaned and raised over 
 the sidewalk of the surgeon's house, where 
 it was a great trouble to the Winchester 
 ladies, who crossed the street rather than 
 walk under it. One day the Mame Tenth 
 seeing one of them coming down the pave- 
 ment, placed a bright silver Union "quar- 
 ter" directly luider the flag. . Miss Secesh 
 came up and stepped off the curb as usual 
 to go round the " dirty rag," but on seeing 
 the piece of money she retraced her steps, 
 and while she was stooping to pick it up 
 she was greeted by a tremendous shout of 
 laughter. So the price of chivalry was 
 found to be not more than twenty-five 
 cents — certain ! 
 
 "Spiritual" Revelations on the Conduct of 
 the War. 
 
 President Lincoln was induced by some 
 of his friends to hold a " spiritual soiree," 
 one evening, in the cruTison room m the 
 White House, to test the alleged wonderful 
 supernatural powers of Mr. Charles E. 
 Shockle. The party consisted of the Pres- 
 ident, IVIi's. Lincoln, Secretaries Welles 
 and Stanton, Mr., D. of New York, Mr. 
 F. of Philadelphia, and Mr. Shockle, ac- 
 
 companied by a friend. They took their 
 seats in the circle about eight o'clock, but 
 the President was called away shortly 
 after the manifestations commenced, and 
 the spirits which had apparently assembled 
 to convince him of their power, gave vis- 
 ible tokens of their displeasure at the 
 President's absence, by pinching Mr. Stan- 
 ton's ears and twitching Mr. Welles's 
 beard. He soon returned, but it was some 
 time before harmony was restored, for the 
 mishaps to the secretaries caused such 
 bursts of laughter that the influence was 
 very mipropitious. For some half-hour 
 the demonstrations were of a physical char- 
 acter — tables were moved, and the pictiu'e 
 of Henry Clay, Avhich hangs on the wall, 
 was swayed more than a foot, and two 
 candelebras, presented by the Dey of Al- 
 giers to President Adams, were twice 
 raised nearly to the ceiling. 
 
 It was nearly nine o'clock before Shoc- 
 kle was fully under spmtual influence, and 
 so powerful were the subsequent manifest- 
 ations, that twice during the evening re- 
 storatives were applied, for he was much 
 weakened. The following accoiuit of what 
 took place is believed to be as correct as 
 possible. 
 
 Loud rappings, about nine o'clock, were 
 heard directly beneath the President's feet, 
 and Mr. Shockle stated that an Indian de- 
 sired to communicate. 
 
 "Well, Sn-," said the President, "I 
 should be happy to hear what his Indian 
 majesty has to say. We have recently 
 had a visitation from our red brethren, and 
 it was the only delegation, black, white, or 
 blue, Avhich did not volunteer some advice 
 about the conduct of the war." 
 
 The mediiun then called for pencil and 
 paper, and they were laid upon the table 
 in sight of all. A handkerchief was then 
 taken from Mr. Stanton, and the materials 
 were carefully concealed from sight. In 
 a short time, knocks were heard and the 
 paper was uncovered. To the surprise of 
 all present it read as follows : 
 
 " Haste makes waste, but delays cause 
 
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 51 
 
 vexations. Give vitality by energy. Use 
 every means to subdue. Proclamations 
 are useless; make a bold front and fight 
 the enemy; leave traitors at home to the 
 care of loyal men. Less note of prepara- 
 tion, less parade and policy talk, and more 
 action. Henry Knox." 
 
 "That is not Indian talk, Mr. Shockle," 
 said the President; who is 'Henry Knox?' 
 
 It was suggested to the medium to ask 
 who General Knox was, and before the 
 words were fully uttered, the medium 
 spoke in a strange voice, "The first Secre- 
 tary of War." 
 
 "Oh! yes. General Knox," said the 
 President ; who, turning to the Secretary, 
 said : " Stanton, that message is for you ; 
 it is from your predecessoi'." 
 
 ]VIr. Stanton made no reply. 
 
 "I should like to ask General Knox," 
 said the President, "if it is within the 
 scope of his ability, to tell us when this 
 rebellion will be put dowTi." 
 
 Li the same manner as before, this mes- 
 sage was received : 
 
 " Washington, Lafayette, Franklin, Wil- 
 berforce, Napoleon, and myself have held 
 frequent considtation on this point. There 
 is something which our spiritual eyes can- 
 not detect Avhich appears well formed. 
 Evil has come at times by removal of men 
 from high positions, and there are those in 
 retirement whose abilities shoidd be made 
 useful to hasten the end. Napoleon says, 
 concentrate your forces upon one pomt: 
 Lafayette thinks that the rebellion will die 
 of exhaustion; Franklin sees the end ap^ 
 proacMng, as the South must give up for 
 want of mechanical ability to compete 
 against Northern mechanics. Wilberforce 
 sees hope only in a negro army. — Knox." 
 
 "Well," exclaimed the President, "opin- 
 ions diifer among the saints as well as 
 among the sinners. They don't seem to 
 understand runnmg the machines among 
 the celestials much better than we do. 
 Their talk and advice sound very much 
 like the talk of ray cabinet — don't you 
 think so, Mr. Welles?" 
 
 "Well, I don't know — I will think the 
 matter over, and see what conclusion to 
 arrive at." 
 
 Heavy raps were heard, and the alpha- 
 bet was called for, when "That's what's 
 the matter," was spelt out. 
 
 There was a shout of laughter, and Mr. 
 Welles stroked his beard. 
 
 "That means, Mr. Welles," said the 
 President, " that you are apt to be long- 
 winded, and think the nearest way home 
 is the longest way round. Short cuts in 
 war times. I wish the spirits would tell 
 us how to catch the Alabama." 
 
 The lights, wliich had been partially 
 lowered, almost mstantaneously became so 
 dim as to make it difficult to distinguish 
 the features of any one in the room, and 
 on the large mirror over the mantel-piece 
 there appeared the most beautiful though 
 supernatural picture ever beheld. It 
 represented a sea view, the Alabama with 
 all steam up flyuag from the pursuit of an- 
 other large steamer. Two merchantmen 
 in the distance were seen, pai'tially de- 
 stroyed by fire. The pictiu-e changed, 
 and the Alabama was seen at anchor im- 
 der the shadow of an English fort — from 
 which an English flag was waving. The 
 Alabama was floating idly, not a soul on 
 board, and no signs of hfe visible about her. 
 The picture vanished, and in letters of 
 purple appeared: "The English people 
 demand this of England's aristocracy." 
 
 " So England is to seize the Alabama 
 finally ? " said Mr. Lincohi : " It may be 
 possible ; but, Mr. Welles, don't let one 
 gunboat or monitor less be built." 
 
 The spii-its called for the alphabet, and 
 again "That's Avhat's the matter," was 
 spelt out. 
 
 " I see, I see," said the President : 
 " Mother England thinks that what's sauce 
 for the goose may be sauce for the gander. 
 It may be tit, tat, too, hereafter. But it 
 is not very complimentary to our navy, 
 anyhow." 
 
 "We've done our best, Mr. President," 
 said Mr. Welles ; " I'm maturing a plan 
 
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 which, when perfected, I think, if it works 
 well, will be a perfect trap for the Ala- 
 bama." 
 
 "Well, Mr. Shockle," remarked the 
 President, " I have seen strange things and 
 heai-d rather odd remarks ; but nothmg 
 which convinces me, except the pictures, 
 that there is anything very heavenly about 
 all this. I should like, if possible, to hear 
 what Judge Douglas says about tliis war," 
 
 "I'll try to get his spirit," said Mr. 
 Shockle ; " but it sometimes happens, as it 
 did to-night in the case of the Indian, that 
 though first impressed by one spirit, I yield 
 to another more powerful. If perfect 
 sUence is maintained, I wiU see if we can- 
 not induce General EJiox to send for Mr. 
 Douglas." 
 
 Three raps were given, signifying assent 
 'to the proposition. Perfect silence was 
 maintained, and after an interval of per- 
 haps three minutes, Mr. Shockle rose quick- 
 ly from his chair and stood up behmd it, 
 resting liis left arm on the back, his right 
 thrust into liis bosom. In a voice such as 
 no one could mistake who had ever heard 
 Mr. Douglas, he spoke. The language 
 was eloquent and choice. He urged the 
 President to tlu-ow aside all advisers who 
 hesitate about the policy to be pursued, 
 and to listen to the wishes of the jieople, 
 who would sustain him at all pomts if his 
 aim was, as he believed it was, to restore 
 the Union. He said that there were 
 Burrs and Blennerhassetts living, but that 
 they would wither before the popular ap- 
 proval which would follow one or two vic- 
 tories, such as he thought must take place 
 ere long. The turning-point in this war will 
 be the proper use of these victories. If 
 wicked men in the first hours of success 
 think it time to devote their attention to 
 party, the war will be prolonged ; but if 
 victory is followed up by energetic action, 
 all will be well. 
 
 "I believe that," said the President, 
 " whether it comes from spirit or human." 
 
 Here closed the interview, at Mrs. Lin- 
 coln's request, IMr. Shockle being much 
 
 prostrated. The accoimt here given is 
 from one who was present ; and, though 
 evidently by no one unfriendly to the me- 
 dium, there has been no denial of the gen- 
 eral correctness of the proceeduigs. 
 
 Putting: 'Em Through a Course of Sprouts. 
 One lively spring day, four yoimg men 
 of the city of Frederick, Maryland, went 
 to the good old town of Liberty, and whilst 
 passing the Stars and Stripes which floated 
 from a pole at the west end of the town, 
 took the idea into their empty heads to 
 curse that time-honored emblem with con- 
 siderable liberality and positiveness, and 
 to even say sometliing about taking it 
 down. Hearing, however, that they would 
 be called to accoimt for such rebellious 
 acts, they loaded their pistols before leav- 
 ing the hotel, and roisterly declared what 
 they would do if attacked. The " frm" 
 came at last. About five o'clock, a car- 
 riage was seen coming up the hill, and 
 when nearly opposite the flag, two citizens 
 Avalked out into the middle of the street 
 and gave the command, " Halt" which was 
 promptly obeyed. The next command 
 was — " Salute that flag ! " After an ex- 
 cuse or two about a ' bad cold,' and ' how 
 salute it? ' they gave a weak cheer. The 
 answer to this was, " That won't do ; a 
 little lovider ! " The second time their 
 voices raised considerable ; but " louder 
 yet ! " was commanded, and the third time 
 they gave mighty good proof of pulmona- 
 ry health. They were then ordered to 
 "Curse secession," and they did so. After 
 having thus passed successfully their ex- 
 ercise on the various points of the political 
 decalogue, they were allowed to move on 
 — wiser and better posted men. 
 
 Carolinian Unionist Showing- the Track. 
 Captain Grant, of the Nineteenth Wis- 
 consin regiment, had the good fortune to 
 escape from the Confederate prison at 
 Columbia, South Carolina, to the Union 
 lines. When he had been twenty days 
 out, and had just crossed the line between 
 
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 53 
 
 North and South Carolina, he was startled 
 about the middle of the night by hearing 
 voices in the middle of the road and ap- 
 proaching. Stepping aside and listening 
 closely, he was reassured by the discovery 
 that one of the voices was that of a negro, 
 and supposed, of course, the other was a 
 negro also. He called them, and enquired 
 the road to a town not far distant, which 
 was in the direction he wished to go. To 
 this interrogatory, a white man's voice re- 
 plied : — 
 
 Caxolina Unionist. 
 
 " Men of your stamp don't want to go 
 ta that town — you must flank it." 
 
 " What do you mean by men of my 
 stamp ? " was the reponse. 
 
 " Why," said the Carolinian, " I mean 
 that you don't want to go there, that's all ; 
 but you must flank it." 
 
 " But what do you suspect me of be- 
 ing ? " Captain Grant enquired. 
 
 " You are a Yankee," replied the Caro- 
 linian ; " if you go there you will be made 
 a prisoner." 
 
 "And if I am a Yankee," said the Cap- 
 tain, " and wanted to flank the town, is 
 there anybody about here who could 
 show me how to do it? — is there such a 
 man?" 
 
 " That I be," was the reply, and the 
 Carolinian parted from his negro compan- 
 ion, who ttirned out to be a woman, and 
 took Captain Grant to his house, and call- 
 
 ed up his wife and had her get supper for 
 the stranger. Here Cap tarn Grant got 
 his first insight of the faithfulness, earn- 
 estness and hopefulness of the real Union 
 party of North Carolma. His host told 
 him where and how to find Union men, 
 and marked out the most favorable roads 
 for him to take, giving many directions, all 
 of which were proven to have been given 
 in good faith. 
 
 Sentiments of a Dying Soldier. 
 
 At a public meeting in Boston, Mr. 
 Gougli said : " Not long ago I was in a 
 hospital, and saw a yomig man, twenty-six 
 years of age, pale and emaciated, with his 
 shattered arm resting upon an oU-silk pil- 
 low, and there he had been many long and 
 weary weeks, waiting for suflicient strength 
 for an amputation. I knelt by his side 
 and said, " Will you answer me one ques- 
 tion ? " " Yes sir," was his reply. " Sup- 
 pose then you were well, at home, in good 
 health, and knew all this would come to 
 you, if you enlisted, would you enhst ?" 
 " Yes, Sir," he answered in a whisper ; 
 " I would in a minute ! What is my arm 
 or my life compared with the safety of 
 the country ? " 
 
 That was patriotism of the genuine 
 brand. 
 
 Banks's Morning Call at Marshal Kane's 
 Door. 
 
 General Banks, on assuming command 
 in Maryland, took his first step in the work 
 of throttling treason by arresting George 
 P. Kane, marshal of the police of Balti- 
 more, who had publicly declared that that 
 city was " red with blood," and boastingly 
 aliding, with reference to the Northern 
 troops, "We will fight them, and whip 
 them, or die." Banks accordingly deter- 
 mined to arrest the marshal. Eighteen 
 hundred men marched from Fort McHen- 
 ry into Baltimore with loaded muskets and 
 fixed bayonets, just before daybreak, for it 
 was well known that the marshal had arms 
 secreted at the head-quarters and the sta- 
 
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 tions of the police, and it seemed that he 
 was only waiting a favorable opportunity 
 to rise with his whole force and begin an 
 insui-rection to wrest Baltimore from Fed- 
 eral authority. 
 
 The men wore their cartridge boxes, in 
 which were a few rounds, but no knap- 
 sacks. They had marched a square, when 
 a policeman, in his cool summer uniform, 
 and swinging his long baton, was observed 
 crossing the street ahead. Instantly the 
 head of the column opened, the body 
 swept on, and the policeman, riveted to the 
 ground in astonishment at this manoeuvre, 
 unlaio%vn to the tactics of either Matsell 
 or Vidocq, found himself swallowed up and 
 borne along in the resistless advance. 
 Two squares ahead another poHceman was 
 discovered — again the column opened and 
 he was engulfed. By the time the column 
 reached the residence of the marshal, not 
 less than fifty-seven of the vigilant guard- 
 ians of the night had been thus swallowed 
 up ; but Avhen they foimd that their cap- 
 tors had halted at the door of the mar- 
 shal's house, they began to smell a rat of 
 the largest possible dimensions. An offi- 
 cer now rang the bell. After some delay, 
 a night-capped head popped out of the 
 window, and the well-known voice of 
 Marshal Kane inquired, in a rather gruff 
 tone, — 
 
 "What is wanted?" 
 The officer blandly replied that he him- 
 self was the article just then in demand. 
 
 " Hum, hum," said the marshal, never 
 at a loss for a joke, " I'll supply that de- 
 mand." 
 
 Did the vision of escape cross the mar- 
 shal's mind? Possibly. It is certain that 
 he skipped with agility to a back wmdow, 
 raised the curtain and looked out. Alas ! 
 ihe moonbeams played upon five himdred 
 glittering bayonets in the yard below. 
 The game Avas up, and the marshal knew 
 he must submit, to his inevitable fate. He 
 descended the stairs and opened the front 
 door. 
 
 " Good God !" he exclaimed to the offi- 
 
 cer in command, " Why did you not bring 
 five or six more regiments and some artil- 
 lery ? If you had sent me a note and a 
 carriage, I would have come without all 
 this fuss." 
 
 It was even then day-break ; the column 
 moved briskly foi'ward, and the marshal 
 enjoyed the rare sight of sunrise from the 
 ramparts of Fort McHenry. 
 
 Prospective Value of the War. 
 
 An officer from LouisviUe led one of 
 Rosecrans' regiments into battle, his supe- 
 rior having been called to other duty. In 
 the advance this man's son fell by a rebel 
 bullet. The father saw him fall, but could 
 not stop to care for him. Narrating the 
 circumstances, the bereaved father said, 
 with the tears fast falling from his eyes : 
 
 " My boy, you know, is gone. I was in 
 temporary command of tlie regiment, and 
 as we were pressmg on I saw my boy 
 fall. I could not turn back to him, so I 
 said to a soldier, ' Look to Johnny,' and 
 went on, and we did the work we went to 
 do." 
 
 " Do you still hold to the idea you ex- 
 pressed when you and I talked over the 
 questions of this war before? Do you 
 feel now as you did then ? 
 
 " Certainly ; I feel we are doing this 
 work for ourselves and children, and for 
 those who are to come after us. Of 
 course, I am very sad, but the cause is 
 just the same as before — only more sacred 
 than ever." 
 
 Comedy of Cabinet Errors. 
 
 The following jaunty account is told of 
 an interview with the Cabinet chiefs, just 
 after the Baltimore Republican Nomina- 
 ting Convention: 
 
 Immediately upon the adjournment of 
 the Convention, a prominent Republican 
 gentleman paid his respects to Mr. Rew- 
 ard ; found him in a pleasant state of mind, 
 with one thumb in vest pocket, and twirl- 
 ing his spectacles with the other hand. 
 
 " Ha ! ha ! Mr. — ," said the secretary 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 
 
 55 
 
 to his visitor, " I see that poor Blair and 
 Chase have been invited to leave the Cab- 
 inet by the Baltimore Convention ! " 
 
 The gentleman was astonished, as he 
 had supposed that this resolution referred 
 to Mr. Seward as much, at least, as to any 
 other member of the Cabinet, and after a 
 few common-place remarks, retired. Im- 
 mediately after, he paid his respects to Mr. 
 Welles, whom he found awake, and who 
 immediately notified his visitor that he 
 had heard or dreamt that some people, 
 who had recently assembled in Baltimore, 
 had invited Mr. Seward to leave the Cab- 
 inet. The next Secretary visited was Mr. 
 Blair, and he was found to be laboring 
 under the delusion that the resolution of 
 the Convention was meant for Mr. Chase, 
 his particular ' friend.' And finally it Avas 
 discovered, in this amusing Comedy of 
 Cabinet Errors, that eve^ individual mem- 
 ber of Old Abe's confidential advisers 
 supposed that he was exempted, while all 
 the others were censured for their part in 
 the conduct of the war. ^ 
 
 few moments conversation with Genei'al 
 and Mrs. McClellan, the parties retired as 
 they had advanced. Such an occurrence 
 of ceremonial courtesy between two op- 
 posed military and political cliieftains did 
 not fail to impress the himdreds of look- 
 ers on. 
 
 Political Courtesies at the White House. 
 One of the most significant of the many 
 political groupings at one of President Lin- 
 coln's ' receptions ' during the war, was 
 that in which the President, Mrs. Lincoln, 
 General and Mrs. McClellan, and General 
 and IVIrs. Fremont, were parties. The two 
 latter were waiting in the reception room 
 until their carriage should arrive, when 
 the President came up and asked General 
 Fremont if he would be presented to Gen- 
 eral McClellan. " With pleasure," replied 
 he, " but we are about leaving." " Never 
 mind that," said the President, "Pve 
 got him in a corner in the other room, 
 and he's waiting for you." Of course 
 General Fremont did not refuse, so, fol- 
 lowed by Senator Sumner and Mrs. Fre- 
 mont, he walked with Mr. Lincoln the en- 
 tn'e length of the East Room, the observed 
 of all the guests, who cheerfully ' gave 
 place.' The introduction was, of course, 
 the ordinary simple ceremony, and after a 
 
 Porgettingr his Usual Courtesy. 
 The mstances are rare in which Presi- 
 dent Lincoln's temper is known to have 
 given way, imder the annoyance' of per- 
 sons boring him with their " views" of se- 
 cession, war, emancipation, &c. One such 
 instance is thus narrated : 
 
 A good lady of Ward Beecher's church, 
 doubtless inspired by her pastor's free ex- 
 hortations about politics, thought she had 
 discovered a sure means of aiding the 
 cause, and became so engrossed with it 
 that, — woman-like— ^ she persuaded her 
 husband to take her to Washington that 
 she might be the first to whisper it in the 
 ear of the President, and so become the 
 honored instrument of the nation's salva- 
 tion. The patriotic couple called at the 
 White House, and were told that the 
 President was engaged on important busi- 
 ness and could not be seen. But the lady 
 thought her mission of too much import- 
 ance to be postponed for a single day, and 
 sent word back to the President that her 
 business was of the greatest consequence. 
 
 Unwilling to send away a lady, and sup- 
 posing that she had come to ask a per- 
 sonal favor, perhaps in reference to some 
 relative in the army, the President left liis 
 conference on State matters, and went 
 down to listen to his lady visitor. He sat 
 patiently while she opened her plan of mil- ■ 
 itary and moral strategy for the suppress- 
 ion of the rebellion, and then rising to his 
 full hight, which was some, said, with ab- 
 ruptness and impatience — 
 
 " Madam, all this has been thought of a 
 hundred times before ! " 
 
 Saying which, he hastened out of the 
 room, forgetting his usual courtesy to the 
 other sex. 
 
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 Political Rendering of Hamlet. 
 
 Hon. John Cochrane is * some ' at sen- 
 sation making, He got off something in 
 this Ime, in one of his speeches during the 
 war, which — at one point at least — seemed 
 to ' bring down the house,' friends and op- 
 ponents alike included. With character- 
 istic vivaciousness of manner and expres- 
 sion, Mr. C said : 
 
 Upon yonder lines, at Windsor Pass, 
 Vallandigham and his friend Horatio — I 
 see the friend of Horatio grasping his 
 cloak about him to screen him from the 
 northern blast ; and I also behold Marcel- 
 lus Wood. It is the peace platform on 
 the Canadian line. They tread the stage 
 and remind me of that scene conceived in 
 the mind of nature's poet, composed xm- 
 doubtedly with reference to events now 
 transpiring. It was the melancholy Ham- 
 let — Vallandigham — ^his friend Horatio, 
 and the officer Marcellus Wood, that occu- 
 pied, upon a dreary night, a brief hour 
 upon the peace platform at Elsinore. 
 [Hisses and applause.] 
 
 Hamlet — (Vallandigham) — the air bites 
 shrewdly ; it is very cold. 
 
 Horatio— it is indeed, an unhappy and 
 an eager air. 
 
 Hamlet — What hour now ? 
 
 Horatio — Methinks it lacks of twelve. 
 
 Marcellus Wood — No, it has struck. 
 
 Horatio — Indeed ! I heard it not. 
 
 Heard it not, Horatio ? Heard you not 
 Rhode Island, one ? two, Vermont ? three, 
 Massachusetts? four, New Hampshire? 
 five, Maine? six, California? seven, Wis- 
 consin? eight, Illinois? nine, Pennsylva- 
 nia? ten, Ohio? eleven, Maryland? and 
 New York, twelve? [Uproarous ap- 
 plause, which lasted for some time, the 
 audience rising to their feet and cheering 
 en masse.'] And there struck the last syl- 
 lable of recorded time. If, Horatio, your 
 auricular nerve was dead to that, it must 
 be the dull, cold ear of death with which 
 you are struck. The dead heard it, looked 
 up and wondered at the miracle. The liv- 
 ing heard it and rejoiced, and as our army 
 
 stood shoulder to shoulder in the front, the 
 people were standing shoulder to shoulder 
 in the rear. 
 
 Cheers instead of a Speech. 
 
 A very cheerful little speech was given 
 by President Lincoln, one afternoon, while 
 a very large concourse of people was as- 
 sembled on the grounds of the presidential 
 mansion, listening to the charming music 
 of the Marine Band. 
 
 The President, in the midst of the mu- 
 sical entertainment, made his appearance 
 on the balcony of the White House, and 
 after conversing with a few friends, stood 
 up and looked very much like a man who 
 was going to make a speech. The people 
 took the cue from Abraham's countenance, 
 and instantly there was a general rush to 
 the spot where he stood. Mr. Lincoln 
 smiled on the crowd gathered around him, 
 and understanding veiy well what they 
 wanted, made a low bow and proceeded : 
 
 " Ladies and gentlemen, I suppose you 
 want a speech, don't you ? " 
 
 "Yes, yes!" was the response on all 
 sides. 
 
 " Well," said the President, " I propose 
 in lieu of it to give three cheers for Gen- 
 eral Grant and the army under him." 
 
 The cheers were given with a right 
 good will, after which the crowd dispersed, 
 thinking that old Abe had played a joke 
 in pretending that he was going to make 
 a speech. The little episode put every- 
 body into the best of humor. The Presi- 
 dent knew well how to lead off with " three 
 and a tiger." 
 
 Stirring Scene at the Polls. 
 At a town meeting held in Newton, 
 Massachusetts, a very black freedman who 
 came from Virginia to the former State 
 about a year and a half previously, and 
 who, for fourteen months, had been in the 
 employ of a gentleman in West Newton, 
 appeared at the polls for the purpose of 
 voting. He had been assessed, his tax 
 was paid, and he was all right on the rec- 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 ord, but he held a War ticket, and the 
 presiding member of the board of select- 
 men at the time, who entertained opposite 
 political views, refused permission for him 
 to vote. 
 
 *' Upon what grounds ? " asked a gentle- 
 man present. " Because," said the officer, 
 " he is an escaped slave, and under the 
 fugitive slave law he ought to be sent 
 back." "But," said the gentleman, "we 
 don't live under that dispensation now ; 
 the President's Proclamation has settled 
 all that, and the man has a right to vote 
 and should be allowed to do so." 
 
 " The President had no right to make 
 such a Proclamation ; it is unconstitu- 
 tional," said the selectman. 
 
 The gentlenoan replied t " It is for the 
 Board to determine the man's right to 
 vote, and I appeal to them;" and with 
 the exception above Stated all concurred 
 that the freedman had the right to vote, 
 and he accordingly deposited his first bal- 
 lot with a grin of delight which was pleas- 
 ant to witness. 
 
 As he was doing this, however, a little 
 Irishman entered his protest, on the ground 
 that he could not read and write. " I beg 
 pardon," said the gentleman who acted the 
 part of friend to the voter, " he can read 
 and write. Since he came here he has 
 been prepared for the duties of a free 
 man, and he can read and write as well 
 as a white man." " Well," said the little 
 Irishman, " I don't care for that ; niggers 
 have no right to vote, any way," and so 
 the matter ended. 
 
 General Steyrart and Senator Douglas on the 
 " Situation." 
 
 A most remarkable prediction was made 
 by Senator Douglas, in January, 1861. 
 Ml". Douglas was asked by General C. B. 
 Stewart, of New York, who was making a 
 New Year's call on the great lUinoisian, — ■ 
 
 " What will be the results of the efforts 
 of Jefferson Davis and his associates to 
 divide the Union ? " 
 
 "The cotton States," Douglas replied. 
 
 "are making an effort to draw in t;.' 
 border States to their schemes of secessi( - 
 and I am too fearful they will succetiJ. 
 If they do succeed, there will be the mc t 
 terrible civil war the world has ever see 
 lasting for years. Virginia wiU become a, 
 charnel house; but the end will be the 
 triumph of the Union cause. One of their 
 first efforts will be to take possession of 
 this capital, to give them prestige abroad, 
 but they will never succeed in taking it ; 
 
 Douglas. 
 
 the North will rise en masse to defend it ; 
 but it will become a city of hospitals ; the 
 churches will be used for the sick and 
 wounded, and even the Minnesota block 
 (which afterward did become the Douglas 
 hospital) may be devoted to that purpose 
 before the end of the war." 
 
 " What justification is there for all this ? " 
 inquired General Stewart. 
 
 "There is," said Douglas, "no justifica- 
 tion, nor any pretense of any. If they 
 will remain in the Union, I will go as far 
 as the Constitution will permit to maintain 
 their just rights, and I do not doubt but a 
 majority of Congress will do the same. 
 But," — and this he said rising on his feet 
 and extending his arm, " if the Southern 
 States attempt to secede from this Union 
 without further cause, I am in favor of their 
 having just so many slaves, and just so 
 much slave territory, as they can hold at 
 the point of the bayonet — and no more !" 
 
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 '^ilkinson's Veteran Minnesota Segriment. 
 
 One of the richest scenes aiFonled by 
 i;e United States Senate, during the war, 
 V as that in which Pitt Fessenden, of 
 
 aine, and Wilkinson, of Minnesota, were 
 
 e principal actors. Wilkinson — a very 
 eyer Senator — had been indulging in a 
 little abuse of " the East." The East got 
 everything, he said, and the West nothing. 
 He alluded particularly to a veteran regi- 
 ment from Minnesota, which from some 
 informality had not yet received its pay, 
 and an appeal was taken to Congress, 
 which was not successful. From one thing 
 to another, the discussion rambled, till at 
 last the Senator (Wilkmson) began to 
 ridicule the army of the Potomac in " Dunn 
 Browne's" best style. He pictured that 
 ai-my swmgmg to and fro between Wash- 
 ington and Culpepper, and made eastern 
 armies and eastern generals appear in a 
 ridiculous aspect. Pitt Fessenden rose to 
 defend the East. 
 
 " How is it," asked Fessenden, " about 
 the veteran " Minnesota regiment, which 
 our friend has complimented so highly 
 here ? To what army did it belong ? " 
 
 " To the army of the Potomac," replied 
 Wilkinson. 
 
 " Indeed," quoth the Maine senator, " is 
 it possible ? Has this Minnesota regiment 
 been swinging to and fro between the Po- 
 tomac and the Rapidan ? " 
 
 Wilkinson then explained that he did 
 not allude to the soldiers of the army of 
 the Potomac, but to its leaders. Mr. Fes- 
 senden took him up on that point. 
 
 "Who is the General-in-Chief?" asked 
 Mr. Fessenden ; " It is General Halleck, a 
 western man. Who is the Commander-in- 
 Chief, the man responsible for the leader- 
 ship of all the annies ? Is he not a Avestern 
 man?" 
 
 It was a most amusing colloquial debate, 
 Fessenden coming out m his best style, and 
 Wilkinson doing extremely well, too, but 
 choosing to be in a weak position, he was 
 compelled to throw up the sponge. 
 
 Availing himself of a Joke. 
 
 A representative of one of the five Great 
 Powers met Mr. Seward one day, just as 
 he was coming out of his room, on his way 
 to dinner. Of course the diplomat was 
 invited to walk in. He declined, saying : 
 
 " Qh, no, I only called to tell you a good 
 joke. One of our Captains has just ar- 
 rived, and says that, when he reached 
 
 Seward 
 
 Charleston and went to my consul's office, 
 and inquired for the consul, he was told that 
 he was drilling his company. Wliat com- 
 pany? inquired the captain of the ship. 
 Why, one of the companies selected to 
 march against Washington. The captain 
 was greatly surprised, and mentioned the 
 fact as evidence of the universal feeling of 
 hostility which pervades Charleston." 
 
 Mr. Seward. What is the name of your 
 consul at Charleston ? 
 
 Diplomat. . 
 
 3{r. Seward, (opening the door opposite 
 where they were standing.) Mr. Assistant 
 Secretary, draw up an order recalling the 
 
 exequatur issued in favor of , consul 
 
 at Charleston. There. That business is 
 disposed of. 
 
 Diplomat. My Seward'! You 
 
 are not in earnest. I only told you the story 
 as a good joke. 
 
 Mr. Seward. And I, Mr. , avail 
 
 myself of this "joke," to give you practical 
 evidence of the manner in which we intend 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
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 to deal with every Foreign Power and their 
 representatives, whenever they interfere, 
 directly or indirectly, between us and the 
 traitors in rebellion against our Govern- 
 ment. The exequatur of your consul is 
 recalled ; and I sincerely hope that no im- 
 prudence on the other side of the Atlantic, 
 will compel me as summarily to terminate 
 the very pleasant relations now existing 
 with all the members of the Diplomatic 
 Corps. 
 
 "And the brother shall deliver up the brother 
 to death." 
 A man named C — e, lived in Missouri, 
 about fifty miles from the Kansas border. 
 His family, originally from the South, had 
 settled in southwestern Missouri. When 
 the war broke out his two brothers avowed 
 their disloyalty to the Government, joined 
 
 " And the brother shall deliver up the brother to death." 
 
 the secession army, — and they urged him to 
 do so too. But he was true to his allegiance 
 to the Union and its starry ensign. Hesi- 
 tating, and with the ties of kindred to dis- 
 tract him, he remained a passive witness 
 of events until aU the man that was m him 
 at length induced him to take his place in 
 the great struggle. A few days after a 
 younger brother rode up to his house. At 
 
 the time he was out of his wagon, and had 
 been practising with his rifle at a mark, 
 and had just loaded. The younger brother 
 said : " I'm glad you're thinking about 
 your gun. You'd better join a company." 
 "I have done so," was the calm reply. 
 
 " Whose ? " " Captain 's," naming the 
 
 Captain of a company of Home Guards 
 that had been raised in that county. " Ah ! 
 that's what you are at, is it ? " cried the 
 younger brother — and, drawing a Colt's 
 navy, he continued, " I've got something 
 for you," and fired. The ball lodged in the 
 breast of the elder brother, who staggered 
 and fell with the violence or suddenness of 
 the shock. Recovering himself, however, 
 for a moment, with superhuman energy, he 
 got upon his knees, and seizing his rifle, 
 pointed it at liis murderous brother, who 
 turned and fled, but the rifle-ball in his 
 spine arrested the course of the rebel for- 
 ever. The family of the Union man gath- 
 ered a few of their effects hurriedly, and 
 fled with him in a wagon — at last reaching 
 Kansas, where, though sevei'ely wounded, 
 he slowly recovered. 
 
 Female Traitors making: Ashes of the Q-lo- 
 rious Flag. 
 In the earlier stage of the rebellion, four 
 young gentlemen stopping in Alexandria, 
 engaged apartments there of a highly re- 
 spectable lady living in Prince street, Avith 
 her daughters, the latter aged respectively 
 sixteen and eighteen. Although the lady 
 and her daughters were avowed secession- 
 ists, the former having two sons in the 
 rebel army, the new-comers were never- 
 theless not quite prepared to hear them 
 speak so contemptuously and bitterly of the 
 Union. The young gentlemen, it app^rs, 
 took it into their heads to hoist th^ Stars, 
 and Stripes on the top of their dwelling, 
 one day. The lady and daughters, when 
 they discovered it, raised such a storm of 
 indignation that the gentlemen were afraid 
 to approach them. One of the young ladies 
 clambered to the roof of the house, at the 
 i-isk of life and limb, and, with the spirit 
 
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 of a tigress, tore down the flag, trampled 
 it beneath her feet, and finally threw the 
 fragments into the stove. Not content with 
 this disrespect to the glorious emblem of 
 the country which had protected herself 
 and family from their birth, this young trait- 
 ress took the ashes of the burnt flag and 
 pitched them contemptuously into the 
 street. 
 
 SCerited Rebuke of a Secessionist by G-eneral 
 Dumont. 
 
 A good anecdote is told of how a violent 
 secessionist at the Tennessee capital got a 
 merited rebuke from General Dumont. A 
 famous physician's female household de- 
 ported themselves so rudely to our soldiers, 
 once or twice actually spitting in their 
 faces, that the General ordered the house 
 to be put under guard, with orders to let 
 no one pass in or out. The Doctor, who 
 was in the country at the time, was greatly 
 incensed on finding his access to his own 
 house debarred by a guard of soldiery on 
 his return, and forthwith went to head- 
 quarters, boiling over with rage. On hear 
 ing the Doctor's representation, the General 
 calmly replied that he was not aware of 
 giving any order to put the complainant's 
 house under guard. The latter insisted, 
 however, that the fact was so, and pointed 
 to his residence, which was in sight and 
 near at hand, as evidence, for the guard 
 could be plainly seen. 
 
 " Is that your residence ? " inquired the 
 General, blandly. 
 
 " To be sure it is." 
 
 " Why, I took it for granted, from the 
 conduct of its female occupants, that it was 
 an abode of shameless courtezans, and I 
 ordered a guard to be placed aroimd it to 
 prevent the visitation of our soldiery." 
 
 Confession of a Rebel Officer to General 
 Grant. 
 
 One of the majors in the rebel army at 
 Vicksburg had formerly served in the same 
 regiment of the United States army with 
 General Grant, but was then the latter's 
 
 prisoner of war. Grant treated him kindly, 
 invited him to his private apartment, and 
 extended to him the courtesies of personal 
 friendship. After he left, the General 
 gave a little sketch of the rebel's former 
 life to the members of his staff. He also 
 said, that when the rebel major was in his 
 room and he was talking to him about 
 being in the Confederate service, the ma- 
 jor replied : 
 
 " Grant, I tell you I ain't much of a 
 rebel, after all, and when I am paroled, I 
 Aviil let the d service go to the mis- 
 chief." 
 
 Br. Cottman in Butler's Hands. 
 
 There is a story of General Butler's ad- 
 ministration in New Orleans which does 
 not appear in his excellent biography. By 
 direction of the President, an election for 
 Congressmen was held in the First and 
 Second districts. Dr. Cottman engaged 
 to be a candidate, and was thereupon sent 
 for by General Butler. 
 
 The General, after inquiring whether it 
 was really true that the Doctor was a can- 
 didate with his own consent, and receiving 
 an affirmative answer, read the oath which 
 he would be required to take before enter- 
 ing upon his Congressional duties^ — a pret- 
 ty stringent covenant by the way, declaring 
 that the deponent had never given aid or 
 comfort to the internal or external enemies 
 of the Republic, never held or sought 
 office under the pretended government of 
 the Confederate States, or in any way 
 countenanced the great rebellion. Having 
 thus called the attention of the Doctor to 
 the terrible ordeal which awaited him, 
 the General drew forth a large fac-simile 
 of the Ordinance of Secession, and pointed 
 to the signature, Thos. E. H. Cottman, 
 which appeared thereon in a fair, round, 
 schoolmaster-like hand. 
 
 " Now," asked the General, " how can 
 you take that oath after having signed that 
 treasonable document?" 
 
 " But I did not assent to it. I opposed 
 separate secession all through." 
 
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 " But you signed the ordinance — and 
 the signature looks as though you thought 
 it was something to be proud of." 
 
 " I signed it merely as a witness to the 
 record !" 
 
 " Signed as witness ! Bosh ! What non- 
 sense ! Suppose, Doctor, you really were 
 a Member of Congress, and old Jake Bar- 
 ker, as the representative of Benjamin 
 Franklin, should present a claim for wit- 
 ness fees, on the ground that his ancestor 
 signed the Declax'ation of Independence 
 only in that capacity — ^would you vote for 
 it?" 
 
 The Doctor appeared to be afflicted with 
 a bronchial disorder, which prevented his 
 making immediate answer. 
 
 " Now," says the General, " I tell you I 
 think it an insult to loyal men that a signer 
 of that ordmance should offer to take the 
 oath I have read. You know very well 
 that the signing of that document was 
 made a test of the devotion of members 
 of the Convention to the cause of Seces- 
 sion. You know very well that it was 
 made a test in the case of Mr. Rozier, and 
 you know that he did not meet it as you 
 did by surrendering to treason." 
 
 " Very weU, Sir, I will announce in the 
 newspapers that I am ordered by the mili- 
 tary commander to withdraw my name 
 from the canvass." 
 
 " No you wont — nothing of the sort. I 
 have given you no orders ; I shall give 
 you none. I have only to say that I think 
 it grossly scandalous that you, after having 
 signed an ordinance of secession, should 
 ask the people of this District to put you 
 in a position to take this oath ; and even 
 if you can bring your conscience to allow 
 you to take that oath, certain it is that no 
 House of Representatives would allow you 
 to take it in its presence ! " 
 
 So the Doctor went his way, and ap- 
 nounced in the newspapers that unforeseen 
 circumstances commanded his ■withdrawal 
 from the canvass. 
 
 Accidents Will Happen. 
 General Garfield had a bad egg thrown 
 at him by some treason sympathizer while 
 speaking at Chestertown — the same place 
 Avhere, he said, a few weeks since he was 
 face to face with the companions of the 
 miscreant on the field of battle. " They 
 carried more dangerous weapons," said the 
 General, " but as I did not run there, it is 
 not probable that I shall run now ; and as 
 I fought then, if necessary, I can fight 
 now !" The mob were intensely gratified 
 by this plucky speech, and proceeded to 
 inflict summary justice upon the egg- 
 thrower, wliich they did, unfortunately, by 
 administering a tremendous beating to the 
 wrong man ! If a true patriot, however, 
 he doubtless forgave the accident, and was 
 wiUing thus to suffer vicariously in so good 
 a cause. 
 
 Disturbing: an Orator. 
 
 When the Union lines advanced towiards 
 Corinth, in the summer of 1862, a battery 
 was planted on an eminence commanding 
 a considerable portion of the country, but 
 completely shrouded from view, by a dense 
 thicket. Scouts were sent out to discover 
 the exact position of the rebels, and when 
 they were but a short distance in advance, 
 to give a signal as to the direction to fire, 
 if any were discovered. 
 
 One of the rebel commanders, imaware 
 of such presence, called around him a 
 brigade, and commenced addressing, them 
 in something like the following strain; 
 " Sons of the South ! We are here to 
 defend our homes, our wives and daugh- 
 ters, against the horde of Vandals who 
 have come here to possess the first and 
 violate the last. Here, upon this sacred 
 soil, we have assembled to drive back the 
 northern invaders — drive them into the 
 Tennessee, Will you follow me ? If we 
 camiot hold this place, we can defend no 
 spot of our cherished Confederacy. Shall 
 we drive the invaders back, and strike to 
 
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 death the men who would desecrate our 
 homes ? Is there a man so base among 
 those who hear me as to retreat from the 
 contemptible foe before us ? I will never 
 blanch before their fire, nor — " 
 
 At this interesting period the signal was 
 given, and six shells fell in the vicinity of 
 the chivalrous officer and his men, who 
 suddenly forgot their red-hot resolves, and 
 fled in confusion to their breastworks. 
 
 One of the Thingrs to "be Done. 
 
 A very gentlemanly, intelligent Union 
 soldier was one day standing by the side 
 of a 32-pounder, at Annapolis, Maryland, 
 over which, under the military rule of 
 General Butler, there proudly floated the 
 Stars and Stripes. In the course of a con- 
 versation with some disunionists who sur- 
 rounded him, one of them said : 
 
 " I would just like to know now, what 
 you all expect to do ? " 
 
 "With the gun for his seat, the flag for 
 his protection, and slaveholders for his au- 
 dience, he replied : 
 
 " "We expect to enforce the laws of the 
 United States, in all the States. "We in- 
 tend, that persons living in Charleston, 
 South Carohna, who desire to subscribe 
 for any Northern paper, may, with perfect 
 safety, take such paper from its wrapper, 
 and read it with impunity in the public 
 rooms of your hotels. And when vessels 
 with colored sailors, having regular papers 
 from the United States custom houses, go 
 to Southern ports, we intend that those 
 sailors shall not be molested, in any man- 
 ner whatever." 
 
 " Why, you are an abolitionist ! " 
 
 " No, Sir, not a bit of it. But I am an 
 American citizen, having certain rights, 
 which have not, heretofore, been protected ; 
 but which hereafter, thanks to your folly, 
 will forever be secured. Why, only a 
 year ago, when I was at Wilmington, a 
 colored man, who had bought himself and 
 a small schooner, was engaged in the coast- 
 ing trade hereabouts, and happened to find 
 himself in trouble, not far from tliis very 
 
 point. His vessel ran aground, and he 
 was obliged to stay several days in this 
 place. He was put in jail, had no funds 
 to pay some infernal fine with, and would 
 have been sold by the State into slavery, 
 had not several of us, who happened to 
 hear it, raised $800, and secured his hb- 
 erty." 
 
 " Why, you surprise me ; I never heard 
 of that." 
 
 " No, and you never would have heard 
 of it under your state of things. But now 
 you will find that papers will print differ- 
 ent matter from what they used to. And 
 that, my friend, is one of the things that 
 we expect to do." 
 
 Friendly Advice to a Doubtful Unionist. 
 
 Colonel Marshall, an old army officer, 
 distinguished by his explorations on the 
 Plains, regarded the valley of the Pamun- 
 key as almost a paradise. The green 
 fields of waving grain were so luxuriant 
 that he was induced to inquire how long 
 the ground was run without change, and 
 was astonished to find that once in six 
 years was the reply. The houses are built 
 of brick, and the barns are of the most 
 substantial character. Upon one occasion 
 he encamped in a clover field, and, as was 
 very natural under the cii'cumstances, the 
 horses, being in clover, lost no time in tak- 
 ing advantage of it. The gentlemanly 
 proprietor of the clover field, having made 
 serious remonstrances without effect, at 
 last demanded payment therefor, when the 
 following brief and conclusive colloquy 
 ensued : 
 
 Proprietor. Colonel Marshall, I be- 
 lieve ? 
 
 CoL. M. You believe right, Sir. 
 
 Proprietor. AVell, Colonel, you have 
 trampled down my clover field and com- 
 pletely destroyed it. Do you intend pay- 
 ing for it ? 
 
 Col. M. Well, Sir, are you loyal ? 
 
 Proprietor. Ye§, Sir. 
 
 Col. M. Are you willing to take the 
 oath of allegiance to the United States ? 
 
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 Proprietor. No, Sir. 
 
 Col. M. Then get JefF. Davis to pay 
 you, and get out of my tent, you infernal 
 traitor. 
 
 Bousseau's First Step toward making Loyal 
 Hen of Kebels. 
 
 On General Rousseau's succeeding 
 General Mitchel in his command in Ala- 
 bama, he was visited by a gentleman re- 
 questing permission to go beyond our lines 
 and visit his wife. He had never taken 
 up arms against the Union, but he had 
 aided and abetted those who had, and ad- 
 mitted that he was still a Secessionist. 
 
 " You can't go," said the General. 
 
 " It seems very hard," replied Secesh, 
 " that I can't go to see my wife." 
 
 " No harder for you than it is for me," 
 returned the General ; " I want to see my 
 wife. You have compelled me to leave 
 her, by your infernal treason. You surely 
 don't expect me to grant you a favor which 
 your rebellious conduct prevents me from 
 enjoying." 
 
 " WeU, but General, " 
 
 " It is useless to talk. Sir. If you will 
 go to work and assist me to return to my 
 wife, I will do all I can to enable you to 
 return to yours." 
 
 " What do you wish me to do, General ?" 
 
 " I wish you to return to your allegiance, 
 and, as far as lies in your power, to dis- 
 countenance rebellion and treason." 
 
 " But, General, my conscience will not 
 allow me to do that." 
 
 " Neither, then," replied the Kentucky 
 patriot, " will my conscience allow me to 
 grant you favors which are due only to 
 loyal men." 
 
 Of course there was nothing further to 
 be urged ; the baffled rebel took up his hat 
 and left. The General turned toward 
 those who were sitting in his tent, and 
 quietly remarked, 
 
 " When you have rendered these rebels 
 fully sensible of how much they have lost 
 by their rebellion, you have taken the first 
 step toward making them loyal men." 
 
 Dr. 's Loyalty rather Coppery. 
 
 Down in old Eastern Massachusetts 
 (town not mentioned), resides a certain 
 
 Dr. , whose loyalty was commonly 
 
 reputed as rather " coppery," but who is 
 Avonderful in his success in transplantmg 
 trees and makmg them thrive — in fact has 
 raised a paradise aromid liis fine old man- 
 sion. A clerical guest once making the 
 rounds, said, " Doctor, the United States 
 Marshal ought to have an eye to your 
 proceedings." " How so," asked the Doc- 
 tor, a trifle startled, and wondering whether 
 he had spoken out a little too plainly any 
 time. " Because you have such a happy 
 way of encouraging trees-on." The Doc- 
 tor laughed, and " owed him one." 
 
 Baising: the Flag:. 
 
 A great city for Union people, Union 
 
 speeches. Union flag-raising, etc., is , 
 
 The boys are even more vociferous in 
 cheermg for the Union than are their pa- 
 rents, and when the ' Stars and Stripes ' 
 are to be unfurled to the breeze, specimens 
 of Young America may always be seen 
 honoring the occasion Avith their presence. 
 At one of these gatherings, where, with 
 the above described concourse, were as- 
 sembled the stanch Union men of the city, 
 one among the latter class was chosen to 
 address the assembly. Accordingly, he 
 arose upon the platform, and amidst the 
 deep silence of the expectant audience 
 began, ' slowly but surely,' as follows : 
 
 " Countrymen ! — friends ! — fellow-citi- 
 zens ! — why are we here assembled this 
 evening ? " 
 
 Scarcely had this question been thus put 
 to the listening crowd Avhen an impatient 
 juvenile patriot, indignant at the very 
 thought that the man selected to address 
 the people should be ignorant of the rea- 
 son why they had there assembled, an- 
 swered in a drawling, whuiuig, but per- 
 fectly audible voice : 
 
 " To raise that flag, ye big fool ye !" 
 
 This information was applauded by 
 a general laugh — the orator asking no 
 
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 more such patent questions during that 
 address. 
 
 Judge G 's Idea of the Rebellion. 
 
 Judge G. Avas a Justice of the Supreme 
 Court in the western part of the State of 
 New York a short time before the rebel- 
 lion broke out, but while the distant mut- 
 terings of its thunders could be heard. 
 The Judge was as renowned for his sohd 
 learning and patriotism as he was for a 
 certain quaintness of expression, that oft- 
 times produced a laugh in court, to the 
 great surprise of the Judge. One day a 
 feigned issue in a divorce suit, involving 
 abandonment and desertion on the part 
 of the guilty party, was on trial at the 
 Circuit, and the counsel for the plaintiff, 
 who sometimes indulged in "spread ea- 
 gles," was m the very climax of his rhap- 
 sody, when, turning a moment from the 
 jury, whom he was addressing, to the 
 Court, he said, " What would your Honor 
 do, I would like to know, if a portion of 
 the States of this glorious Union should 
 ' shoot madly from their spheres,' and at- 
 tempt the destruction of the nation?" 
 " What would I dew ?" asked the Judge ; 
 " why, I'd try and shvie them back again." 
 It may be added that the Judge, who is 
 still upon the bench, adhered unfaltermgly 
 to his opinion. 
 
 might be protected by Divine Providence, 
 on the battle field, and that should he fall 
 a victim to the bullets of the enemy he 
 miglit be prepared for the change. 
 
 Such a speech at any time would thrUl 
 with patriotic fervor the brave heart of 
 that worthy minister, and he consequently 
 spoke a few words of encouragement to the 
 hero. After this, the Avife of the enlisting 
 brother volunteered her experience, m the 
 course of which, alluding to her husband's 
 enlistment, she expressed a willingness to 
 give him up, even unto death, in the ser- 
 vice of his country. 
 
 In a few moments after, the meeting 
 came to an end, when the minister, all 
 anxiety for the welfare of the patriot 
 volunteer, proceeded to make some inqui- 
 ries m reference to his regiment, commenc- 
 ing with the very natural question as to 
 its name and number, when he received 
 the startlmg reply, , 
 
 ' "I've jined the ^mc 6?Marrf.^" 
 
 Devotion to the Stars and Stripes. 
 
 Rev. Mr. , a man about six feet 
 
 four in his stockings, and of proportions 
 worthy a grenadier, and whose heart is as 
 stout as his frame, a thorough Union man, 
 and in for the war until all treason was 
 thoroughly crushed out, was conducting a 
 religious conference meeting, when a 
 brother arose to speak, Avho, after alluding 
 to his hopes and fears in a religious point 
 of view, branched out in reference to the 
 state of the country, saymg that so great 
 was his devotion to the Stars and Stripes 
 that he had enlisted; and after a few 
 further patriotic remarks, begged an inter- 
 est in the prayers of the church, that he 
 
 Arrest of "Joe Qtiild " by Colonel Myers. 
 
 Colonel Myers, of California, received 
 the appointment of Union, Sheriff of Nash- 
 ville and its vicinity, and in the discharge 
 of his duties was ordered to arrest certain 
 offensive characters — among others a cer- 
 tain Col. Joe Guild. This person was 
 elected Judge of the Chancery District, 
 Avhich embraces Sumner county, after Ten- 
 nessee was forced into rebellion. He was 
 a lawyer of some ability, and a bilious 
 Breckinridge politician. In the work of 
 treason, no one commenced earlier or 
 ran faster. 
 
 When Colonel Myers went in search 
 of " Old Bally," he took a walk around 
 Gallatin in his usual quiet Avay, and asked 
 some one he met where Colonel Guild 
 lived. "Judge Guild? yonder he goes 
 now," said the citizen, "on that pony." 
 Quickening his pace, the Sheriff soon 
 caught up, and approaching him, inquii'ed 
 if that was Colonel Guild. 
 
 " Guild is my name, sir; what will you 
 have?" 
 
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 " I have visited Gallatin for the purpose 
 of arresting you." 
 
 '"Arrest me!" said Guild, with well 
 feigned astonishment ; I have done nothing 
 worse than thousands have done m this 
 county." 
 
 "That may all be very true, Colonel 
 Guild ; but we are detei*mined that those 
 who took front seats in this little show shall 
 keep thera throughout." 
 
 Colonel Guild desired to see his resi- 
 dence before setting out for Nashville, but 
 our Sheriff was in a hurry. " But the 
 Court is in session," said Guild, " surely 
 you will allow me to sign the records ? " 
 " Yes, you can sign them. Send for them 
 and sign them at the Provost Marshal's 
 office." 
 
 The Judge sent for the records and for 
 his family. When these came, a number 
 of citizens came as a committee of condo- 
 lence. Judge Guild's female relatives were 
 demonstrative. Mi's. G. wished she just 
 had the power ; she would drive the Yan- 
 kee Hessians out of the countiy very 
 quick. 
 
 " Yes," said th-e officer, " but we have 
 the power, and intend to drive the enemies 
 of the country in." 
 
 " Veiy well," replied madam, " you need 
 not think you can force our people into the 
 Union." 
 
 " We intend to force the soil in, any- 
 how," said Colonel Myei*s, "and if the 
 people cannot afford to come in, they would 
 
 better get off." 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Pro-Southern Domine Delineated. 
 
 Some one was discussing the character 
 of a pro-Southern clergyman — a time- 
 serving Washington domine — in the pres- 
 ence of Mr. Lincoln. Says Mr. Lincoln 
 to his visitor, I think you are rather hard 
 upon Mr. Blank. He reminds me of a 
 man in Illinois who was tried for passing 
 a counterfeit bill. It was in evidence that 
 before passing it he had taken it to the 
 cashier of a bank and asked his opinion 
 of the bill, and he received a very prompt 
 
 reply that the bill was a counterfeit. His 
 lawyer, who had heard of the evidence to 
 be brought against his client, asked him 
 just before going into court, " Did you take 
 the bill to the cashier of the bank and ask 
 him if it was good ? " "I did," was the 
 reply. " Well, what was the answer of 
 the cashier ?" The rascal was in a corner, 
 but he got out of it in this fashion ; " He 
 said it was a pretty, tolerable, respectable 
 sort of a bill." Mr. Lincoln thought the 
 clergyman was " a pretty, tolerable, respect- 
 able sort of a clergyman." The President 
 said : " We have a good many of that class 
 in Washington, I fear, though, if anybody 
 is going to make me prove this I'll back 
 doAvn at once, for in- these times it is hard 
 to prove anythuig." 
 
 Hard-Shell Brethren Dealing- with a Contu- 
 macious Member. 
 
 Nobody took a higher reputation for 
 daring and efficiency in the guerrilla war 
 in IMissouri than Major Clark Wright. 
 He and his rangers became a terror to 
 rebels in that region. When the roar of 
 secession first went up from South Caro- 
 lina, he heard it in common with others, 
 but, while avowing his Union sentiments, 
 
 Hard Shell Bretbrun. 
 
 attended simply to his business, and avoided 
 giving any offence on account of his views. 
 In course of time, however, at a Baptist 
 meeting near his residence, a few of the 
 
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 " brethren," after refreshing their spiritual 
 appetites with the crumbs of his sanctu- 
 ary, took his case into consideration, and 
 unanimously determined that he should 
 be made to leave the country, appointing 
 a committee to inform him of their de- 
 cision. 
 
 One of the party, although an ardent 
 secessionist, happened to be a personal 
 friend of Wright, and forewarned him. 
 Wright, knowing that he had done nothing 
 to warrant such proceedings, determined 
 to fight it out, and in this he was backed 
 by his wife. He provided himself with 
 two revolvers, and his wife took one, and 
 awaited further developments. 
 
 Monday afternoon, three men rode up 
 and inquired for Mr. Wright. He walked 
 out, with the butt of a revolver sticking 
 warily from his coat pocket, and inquired 
 their wishes. The revolver seemed to 
 upset their ideas. They answered that it 
 was nothuig in particular, and proceeded 
 to converse upon every thing in general, 
 but never alluded to their errand. Finally, 
 after a half hour had passed, and the men 
 still talked on without coming to their 
 mission, Wright grew impatient, and asked 
 if they had any special business — if not, 
 he had a pressing engagement, and would 
 like to be excused. Well, they had a lit- 
 tle business, said one, with considerable 
 hesitation, as he glanced at the revolver 
 butt. 
 
 " Stop ! " said Wright, " before you tell 
 it I wish to say a word. I know your 
 business, and I just promised my wife on 
 my honor as a man, that I would blow 
 — out of ^Q man who told me of it, and 
 by the Eternal God, I'll do it ! Now tell 
 me your errand ? " 
 
 Saying this, he pulled out his revolver 
 and cocked it. The fellow glanced a mo- 
 ment at the deadly looking pistol, and took 
 in the stalwart form of Wright, who was 
 glaring at him with retribution in his eye, 
 and concluded to postpone the announce- 
 ment. The three rode away, and reported 
 
 their reception to their prmcipals. The 
 next Sunday, after another refreshing sea- 
 son, the " brethren " again met and took 
 action upon the contumacy of Mr. Wright. 
 The Captain of a company of secession- 
 ists was present, and after due delibera- 
 tion, it was determined that upon the next 
 Thursday he should take his command, 
 proceed to Wright's, and summarily eject 
 him from the sacred soil of Missouri. 
 Wright's friend was again present, and he 
 soon communicated to Wright the state of 
 affairs, and begged him to save bloodshed 
 by leaving. 
 
 Wright lived in a portion of the coun- 
 try remote from the church, and the resi- 
 dence of those who were endeavoring to 
 drive him out, and he determined, if pos- 
 sible, to prepare a surprise for the worthy 
 captain and his gallant forces. To this 
 end he bought a barrel of whiskey, an- 
 other of crackers, a few cheeses, and some 
 other provisions, and then mounting a 
 black boy upon a swift horse, sent him 
 around the country, inviting his friends to 
 come and see him, and bring their arms. 
 By Wednesday night he had gathered a 
 force of about three himdred men, to whom 
 he told the state of things, and asked their 
 aid. They promised to back him to the 
 death. The next day they concealed 
 themselves in a cornfield, back of the 
 house, and waited the development of 
 events. So, a little after noon, the captain 
 and some eighty men rode up to the place 
 and inquired for Mr. Wright. That gen- 
 tleman immediately made his appearance, 
 when the Captain informed him that, being 
 satisfied of his abolitionism, they had come 
 to eject him from the State. 
 
 " Won't you give me two days to settle 
 up my affairs ? " asked Wright. 
 
 " Two days be — ! I'll give you just 
 five minutes to pack up your traps and 
 leave ! " 
 
 " But I can't get ready in five minutes. 
 I have a fine property here, a happy home, 
 and if you drive me off you make me a 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
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 beggar. I have done nothing. If I go, 
 my wife and children must starve." 
 
 "To hell with your beggars! You 
 must travel ! " 
 
 " Give me two hours ? " 
 
 " I'll give you just five minutes, not a 
 second longer. If you ai'nt out by that 
 time (here the gallant soldier swore a most 
 fearful oath,) I'll blow out your cursed 
 abolition heart ! " 
 
 " Well, if I must, I must ! " and Wright 
 turned toward the house, as if in deep 
 despair, gave a preconcerted whistle, and 
 almost instantly after the concealed forces 
 rushed out and surrounded the astounded 
 Captain and his braves. 
 
 "Ah, Captain ! " said Wright, as he 
 turned imploringly towards him, " won't 
 you grant me two days — two hours, at 
 least, my brave friend, only two hours in 
 which to prepare myself and family for 
 beggary and starvation — now do, won't 
 
 you?" 
 
 The Captain could give no reply, but 
 sat upon his horse as if ague-smitten. He 
 at length found voice to say — 
 
 « Don't kill me ! " 
 
 " Kill you ! No, you black-Iivered 
 coward, I won't dirty my hands with any 
 such filthy work. If I kill you, I'll have 
 one of my niggers do it. Get down from 
 that horse ! " 
 
 The gallant Captain obeyed, imploring 
 only for life. The result of the matter 
 was that the whole company dismounted, 
 laid down their arms, and then as they 
 filed out were sworn to preserve their alle- 
 giance inviolate to the United States. An 
 hour after, Mr. Wright had organized a 
 force of two hundred and forty men for 
 the war, and by acclamation was elected 
 Captain. The next Svmday he started 
 with his command to join the National 
 troops under Lyon, stopping long enough 
 on his -way to surround the Hard-shell 
 church, at which his miseries had all been 
 so augmented. After the service was 
 over, he administered the oath of allegi- 
 ance to every one present, includmg the 
 
 Reverend Pecksniff, who officiated, and 
 then left them to plot Treason and wor- 
 ship God in their own peculiar and pious 
 manner. 
 
 He soon, became Major Wright, doing 
 brave and valuable service for his country. 
 
 Noble Greeting: by a Loyal Southerner to a 
 Green Mountain Boy. 
 
 A tall, splendid-looking man, dressed in 
 the uniform of the Allen Greys, Vermont, 
 stood one day conversing with a friend on 
 Broadway, New York city. He was en- 
 tirely unconscious that his superior height 
 was attracting universal attention on that 
 crowded thoroughfare, until a splendid ba- 
 rouche drove up to the sidewalk, and a 
 young man sprang from it and grasped the 
 soldier's hand, saying, 
 
 " You are the most splendid specimen 
 of humanity I ever saw. I am a South- 
 erner, but my heart is with the Union ; if 
 it were not, such noble-looking fellows as 
 yourself would enlist me in the cause." 
 
 The subject of this salutation, although 
 surprised, was perfectly self-possessed, and 
 answered the cordial greeting of the young 
 Southerner with warm enthusiasm. He 
 was of superb stature — several inches 
 above six feet, and his noble, open coun- 
 tenance, beamed with the ancient patriot- 
 ism of the Green Mountain Boys, of which 
 he was so fine a specimen. He had walked 
 fifteen miles from the village of Chitten- 
 den to enlist, and was the only representa- 
 tive of that village ; but he was a host in 
 
 himself. 
 
 « 
 
 Parson Brownlow expressing- his Senti- 
 ments in Jail. 
 
 Parson Brownlow's sufferings while in 
 jail for his fidelity to his coimtry are well 
 known, as well as his unflinching endur- 
 ance of them. General Carroll, of the 
 Confederate army, who was at one time 
 a great friend of his, visited the parson in 
 jail, and said to liim, 
 
 " Brownlow, you ought not to be here." 
 " So I think," responded the Parson ; 
 " but here I am." 
 
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 " The Confederate Court is sitting ypth- 
 in a liimdred yards of the jail, and if you 
 will take the oath of allegiance you shall 
 be immediately liberated." 
 
 "Sir," said the Parson, looking him 
 steadily in the eye, "before I -will take the 
 oath of allegiance to your bogus Govern- 
 ment I will rot m jail, or die here of old 
 age. I don't acknowledge you have a 
 Court. I don't acknowledge you have a 
 Government. It has never been acknowl- 
 edged by any power on earth, and never 
 will be. Before I would take the oath I 
 would see the whole Southern Confedera- 
 cy in the infernal regionSj and you on top 
 of it." 
 
 " That is — plain talk," said the Gen- 
 eral, indignantly leaving the jail. 
 
 " Yes, Sir-ee," said the Parson ; " I am 
 a plain man, and them's my sentiments." 
 
 • 
 
 Confederate Notes in Maryland. 
 
 The rebel officers treated the citizens of 
 Frederick with a great deal of courtesy, 
 but generally forced upon them their 
 worthless Confederate notes and scrip, m 
 exchange for provisions, or any thing else 
 they desired. The merchants and others 
 who had articles to sell, upon the rebel 
 forces enteriag the town, closed their places 
 of business and refused to sell. Stuart 
 threatened to use force unless the stores 
 were opened, and then the merchants con- 
 cealed the bulk of their stocks, and opened 
 their doors. At one store Colonel Gordon 
 called, and insisted upon paying for goods 
 he wanted in Confederate notes. The 
 . merchant happened to be a man who did 
 not hesitate to utter his Union sentiments 
 freely, and he told the gallant rebel that 
 Confederate notes were not worth the pa- 
 per they were printed on. The Colonel, 
 in reply to this, asked, 
 
 " And pray what may be your political 
 sentiments ? " 
 
 " I am a Union man, Sir, and always 
 intend to remain one." 
 
 "Indeed! are there many people like 
 you here ? " 
 
 "Yes, Sir. "We have voted on seces- 
 sion, and this district gave tliree thousand 
 majority for the Union." 
 
 " Y''es, at the point of the bayonet." 
 
 "No, Sir. There were neither bayo- 
 nets nor muskets to intimidate us. Every 
 man was free to vote as he pleased." 
 
 " Then we have been most damnably 
 
 deceived." 
 
 *■ • 
 
 "Hail Coltunbia," and the "Star Spang'led 
 Banner," at Fort Sixmter. 
 
 It is familiar to aU, that, on leaving Fort 
 Moultrie, Major Anderson brought away 
 with him the flag which he had been in the 
 habit of hoisting over that fort. He en- 
 tered Sumter on the night of 26-27th 
 December, 1860, and determined to hoist 
 the flag at noon on 27th. 
 
 Anderson. 
 
 A short time before noon Major Ander- 
 son assembled the whole of his little force, 
 with the workmen employed on the fort, 
 around the foot of the flag-staff. The 
 national ensign was attached to the cord, 
 and Major Ajiderson, holding the ends of 
 the hues in his hands, knelt reverently 
 down. The officers, soldiers, and men 
 clustered around, many of them on their 
 knees, and all deeply impressed with the 
 solemnity of the scene. The chaplam 
 made an earnest prayer — such an appeal 
 for support, encouragement and mercy, as 
 one would make who felt that ' Man's ex- 
 tremity is God's opportmiity.' As the 
 earnest, solemn words of the speaker 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 69 
 
 ceased, and the men responded "Amen " 
 with a fervency that perhaps they had 
 never before experienced. Major Ander- 
 son drew the ' Star Spangled Banner ' up 
 to the top of the staff, the band broke out 
 with the national air of ' Hail Columbia,' 
 and loud and exultant cheers, repeated 
 again and again, were given by the offi- 
 cers, soldiers, and workmen. 
 
 Cities built and in Embryo: Schaffer and 
 Ould at a Joke. 
 
 Colonel Schaffer, chief of staff to Gen- 
 eral Butler, and General Ould, the. rebel 
 Commissioner of exchange, were the best 
 of friends, personally, and, in their official 
 interviews, always very pleasant and agree- 
 able to each other. On one of these occa- 
 sions, when chatting at City Point on mat- 
 ters and things in general. Colonel Schaf- 
 fer picked up a map of Virginia, and 
 glancing at it casually, it occurred to him 
 that there was a good site for a city in the 
 neighborhood of City Point, and expressed 
 his astonishment that it had been over- 
 looked so long. Said he, with great seri- 
 ousness, " If I had the capital, I would 
 invest it right here. It's bound to be a 
 great city some day or other." Ould kept 
 his eyes for awhile on the map, and then 
 looking at the Colonel, remarked, hardly 
 able to suppress a smile that was trying to 
 force its way out, " It seems to me. Col- 
 onel, that instead of building a new city, 
 you had better take one already built ^ 
 " Sam," said the Union Colonel to the 
 servant, " get that black bottle out of my 
 basket ; " and the rebel joke was washed 
 down with old rye. 
 
 Blondin's Art Serving: a grood Figiore. 
 
 Some gentlemen from the West obtained 
 an interview with President Lincoln, at 
 the executive mansion, when things looked 
 dark for the national cause, and gave vent, 
 in an excited and troubled manner, to 
 their feelings as to the commissions and 
 omissions of the administration. The 
 President, as usual, heard patiently all 
 
 that was said, and then replied : " Sup- 
 pose, gentlemen, all the property you were 
 worth was in gold, and you had put it in 
 the hands of Blondin to carry across the 
 Niagara river on a rope, would you shake 
 the cable, and keep shouting to him, 
 ' Blondin, stand up a little straighter — 
 Blondin, stoop a little more- — go a little 
 faster — lean a Httle more to the North — 
 lean a little more to the South ! ' No, 
 you would hold your breath, as well as 
 your tongue, and keep your hands off till 
 he was safe over. The Government is 
 carrying an immense weight. Untold 
 treasures are in their hands. They are 
 doing the best they can. Don't badger 
 them. Keep silence, and we'll carry you 
 safe across." This simple but wonderfully 
 graphic idea answered, the complaints of 
 half an hour, and not only silenced but 
 charmed the auditors. 
 
 Cabinet Pictures Before and After the Elec- 
 tion. 
 
 President Lincohi took it into his head 
 to call one day at the studio of the artist 
 who at that time was engaged in painting 
 the Cabinet group. Mr. Lincoln inquired 
 how he was getting along with the happy 
 family. The artist informed him that he 
 was progressing finely, and would soon 
 have it completed. Mr. Lincohi, after 
 scanning closely the arrangement of the 
 group, expressed his admiration of the 
 work. "Yes," said the artist, "it wiU be 
 a fine painting, and as soon as I get it com- 
 pleted, I intend to travel through the 
 country and exhibit it." "What!" says 
 the President, " exhibit that all over the 
 country? It will ruin my chances for 
 re-election. Everybody expects me to 
 change my Cabinet." 
 
 Danger of Freedmen Voting-. 
 Some southern gentlemen were dis- 
 cussing the question of the possibility and 
 propriety of giving votes to the freedmen 
 of the South; a measure in the expedi- 
 ency of which the Southern Unionists — 
 
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 more particularly those from the far South 
 — appear to be tolerably unanimous. One 
 of the gentlemen present — a loyal Texan 
 — announced himself mflexibly opposed to 
 any such a grant of votes to the blacks, 
 "because," said he, "m six months after 
 you give the right to negroes to vote, half 
 the politicians in the country will go about 
 swearing that they have negro blood in 
 their veins." 
 
 Didn't like Vallandigham's Defeat. 
 
 The news of Vallandigham's guberna- 
 torial defeat, when announced to the Ohio 
 troops, caused a good deal of lusty cheer- 
 ing, — such as would have been heard after 
 the reading of an official dispatch on dress 
 parade, proclaiming a signal victory for 
 our troops. The noise attracted the atten- 
 tion of the rebel pickets in front, and many 
 of them inquired what it all meant." The 
 following conversation on the subject took 
 place in front of Fort Wood : 
 
 Rebel — Say, Yank, what's all that noise 
 about? 
 
 Union — The boys are cheering for 
 Brough's election. Vallandigham is whip- 
 ped. 
 
 Reh. — How do you know Vallandigham 
 ain't elected? your telegraph's out, ain't 
 it? 
 
 Union — I don't know about that. Ro- 
 sey says Brough's elected. 
 
 Reh. — Rosey's a d — n liar, I guess. 
 But is Brough elected, honest? 
 
 Union — Yes, he is, honest. 
 
 Reh. (vociferously) — Officer of the guard, 
 No. 6! 
 
 The officer of the guard made his ap- 
 pearance very shortly, and asked what 
 was wanted. The rebel picket replied — 
 
 " Brough's elected and Vallandigham's 
 whipped like h — 1. You had better send 
 word to General Brajrc:." 
 
 The pickets were told to find out how 
 the election went, if they could, and send 
 word to head-quarters. 
 
 Vanity of Patriotism and Honor. 
 A humorous colloquy took place upon 
 the hurricane deck of one of the Cumber- 
 land river craft, between a newspaper cor- 
 respondent and an elderly darkey. The 
 latter possessed a philosophical and retro- 
 spective cast of countenance, was sqlSatted 
 upon his bundle, toasting himself against 
 the chimney, and apparently plunged in 
 a profound state of meditation. Finding 
 upon inquiry that he belonged to the 
 Ninth Dlinois, one of the most gallantly 
 behaved and heavy-losing regiments at the 
 Fort Donelson battle, and part of which 
 was aboard, the correspondent interrogated 
 him somewhat on the subject. That the 
 Ethiop's philosophy was much in the Fal- 
 staffian vein, the following will show : 
 " Were you in the fight ? " 
 " Had a little taste of it, sa." 
 " Stood your ground, did you ? " 
 " No, sa, I runs." 
 " Run at the first fire, did you ? " 
 " Yes, sa ; and would have run soona, 
 had I known it war comin'." 
 
 " Why, that was not very creditable to 
 your courage ! " 
 
 " Dat isn't in my line, sa — cookin's my 
 perfeshun." 
 
 " Well, but have you no regard for your 
 reputation ? " 
 
 " Reputation's nuffin to me by de side 
 ob life." 
 
 " Do you consider your life worth more 
 than other people's ? " 
 
 " It's worth more to me, sa." 
 " Then you must value it very highly." 
 " Yes, sa, I does — more dan aU dis 
 wuld — more dan a million of dollars, sa ; 
 for what would even dat be worth to a 
 man wid de bref out of him ? Self-pres- 
 erbashun am de just law wid me." 
 
 " Then patriotism and honor are nothing 
 to you?" 
 
 "Nuffin, whatever, sa; I regard dem as 
 among de vanities." 
 
 It is safe to say that the dusky corpse 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 71 
 
 of that African will never darken the field 
 of carnage. 
 
 "Mustered In." 
 The boys of the One Hundred and Sev- 
 enteenth New York tell a good joke in re- 
 gard to the "mustering in" of a darkey 
 attached to that regiment, who became 
 fearful he would be deprived of his pay 
 unless he was joined to the service, A 
 huge mustard plaster was applied to his 
 back, about a foot below where the rear 
 buttons of his coat were placed, and, im- 
 der the belief that all soldiers were served 
 in the same manner, as a sort of military 
 institution, he wore it until the pain be- 
 came unendurable, at which time he was 
 formerly declared "mustered in," accord- 
 ing to the law in such cases made and pro- 
 vided. If that darkey didn't get his wages, 
 it was not because he failed to suffer for 
 his country as a patriot duly put through 
 by the One Hundred and Seventeenth. 
 
 "Benefit of Clergy ." 
 The "Volunteer" was the title of a 
 ' broadside ' j^ublished by the boys of the 
 Iowa Tenth, then stationed at the little se- 
 cesh town of Charleston, about twenty-five 
 miles west of Cairo. The following story 
 tells the way in which, the day after the 
 Tenth took possession of the village, the 
 people thereof went to church : On his ar- 
 rival, on Sunday, General Payne found the 
 churches vacant, and no evidences of that 
 devotion on the Sabbath so necessary to 
 all well-regulated communities ; he accord- 
 ingly summoned the inhabitants of the 
 place and its surroundings to meet him at 
 the Court-house, at half-past one in the 
 afternoon, where he proposed to expound 
 to them the weightier matters of the law. 
 The house was filled (the General occa- 
 sionally sending after a prominent ab- 
 sentee), and after giving them some good 
 advice, he called on a reverend divine to 
 conduct the services, quietly infox'ming the 
 audience that his services were required 
 elsewhere, and that it would be necessary 
 
 for them to remain until six o'clock. On 
 turning to the door they were surprised to 
 find that the house was closely guarded, 
 and that for the balance of the day they 
 were prisoners. By this ruse the General 
 not only succeeded in preventing informa- 
 tion of his movements being carried to the 
 rebels, but brought many an old sinner to 
 the altar who had not seen it for years. 
 
 Prompt Administration of the Law. 
 
 After General Schenck's arrival in Cum- 
 berland, one of his first decisions was very 
 characteristic. A secesh Colonel had sold 
 his negro to the Confederate government, 
 taking pay, of course, in scrip. The negi'o, 
 employed in fortifications, managed to es- 
 cape to Cumberland, where he spread him- 
 self considerably. A constable, knowing 
 the circumstances, and wishing to turn a 
 penny, had the negro thrown into prison 
 as an escaped slave. General Schenck, 
 hearing the fiicts, sent for the parties. 
 " By what right," he asked of the constable, 
 "do you hold this man in prison?" 
 
 " As a fugitive from service." 
 
 " Don't you know tliat he escaped from 
 the sex'vice of the rebels?" 
 
 " Yes, but we have a law in Maryland 
 that covers the case. General." 
 
 " And I have a law upon which it can 
 be decided. Colonel Porter, set that ne- 
 gro at large and put this constable in his 
 place." 
 
 The astonished snapper up of trifles was 
 marched off to the cell lately occupied by 
 his proposed victim. After being detained 
 there precisely the same number of days 
 he had imprisoned the poor darkey, he was 
 set at large, fully impressed with the belief 
 that the grim-vibaged General had never 
 learnt to be trifled with. 
 
 Command of the Virginia Forces tendered 
 to General Scott. 
 
 Judge Douglas stated, soon afler the 
 breaking out of the rebellion, that one day 
 while walking down the streets of Wash- 
 ington, he met a distinguished gentleman, 
 
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 a member of the Virginia Disunion Con- 
 vention, whom he knew personally, and 
 had a few minutes conversation with him. 
 "He told me," said Judge D., "that he had 
 just had an interview with General Scott ; 
 that he was chau-man of the committee ap- 
 
 General Scotc 
 
 pointed by the Virghiia Convention, to 
 wait upon General Scott, and tender him 
 the command of the Virginia forces in 
 this struggle. General Scott received him 
 kindly, listened to him patiently, and said 
 to him: 
 
 "I have served my country, under the 
 flag of the Union, for more than fifty years; 
 and as long as God permits me to live, I 
 will defend that tiag with my sword, even 
 if my own native State assails it." 
 
 Minute Men of Massachusetts. 
 1775 and 1861. 
 
 As one of the Massachusetts regiments 
 was passing through New York on its way 
 to Washington, under the President's first 
 call for seventy-five thousand men, a gen- 
 tleman of the first-named city met one of 
 its members on the street. 
 
 " Is there anything I can do for you ? " 
 said the New Yorker, whose heart warmed 
 toward the brave representative of the 
 brave Massachusetts militia who had been 
 so prompt to shoulder the musket. 
 
 The soldier hesitated a moment, and 
 finally, raising one of his feet, exhibited a 
 
 boot with a hole in the toe, and, in other 
 respects, decidedly the worse for wear. 
 
 " HoAV came you here with such boots 
 as those, my friend?" asked the patriotic 
 citizen. 
 
 " When the order came for me to join 
 my company, sir," replied the soldier, " I 
 was plowing in the same field at Concord, 
 
 Minute Men of Massachusetts — 1775 and 1861. 
 
 where my grandfather was plowing when 
 the British fired on the Massachusetts men 
 at Lexington. He did not wait a minute ; 
 and I did not, sir." 
 
 That noble soldier was furnished at once 
 with every tlung that could meet a soldier's 
 wants. 
 
 Patriotism of tlie Rarest Kind. 
 
 Messrs. Nathaniel Davis, Robert Davis, 
 and William Robertson, co-partners in 
 business in Montreal, Canada, abandoned 
 their establishment immediately on receipt 
 of the President's proclamation calling for 
 troops, and issued the following card : 
 
 "The business of Nathaniel Davis & 
 Co., 1058 McGill street, will cease on 
 Thursday of this week, as the proprietors 
 leave for the scene of war on Friday. 
 Our landlord, Mr. Flynn, kindly releases 
 us from our agreement to occupy his store 
 for another year. The President of the 
 United States has issued his call for vol- 
 unteers. As Americans we respond at 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 73 
 
 once. Every drop of blood in our veins 
 belongs to our country. We are thankful 
 to Divine Providence that we are alive and 
 in good health to do duty to our govern- 
 ment. The name of Washuigton will re- 
 ceive new lustre from the glorious deeds 
 about to transpire in the trial of the cause 
 of freedom and a republican government." 
 
 They Had Heard of Him. 
 When the steamer Maryland reached 
 Locust Point, Baltimore, carrying Captain 
 Sherman's Light Artillery, and a regiment 
 of Pennsylvania volunteers, the troops 
 were met by the noted Mr. Kane, Marshal 
 of the city, when the following colloquy 
 took place : 
 
 " Major, can I be of any assistance ? " 
 "Who are you. Sir?" * 
 
 « I am Marshal of the Police of Balti- 
 more, and would render any assistance." 
 
 " Oh, yes ! Ave have heard of you in the 
 region from whence we came. We have 
 no need of you. We can take care of our- 
 selves." 
 
 The secession-hearted Marshal retired, 
 and the disembarkation of the troops took 
 place immediately, the Harriet Lane pre- 
 senting her broadside to the point Avhere 
 the cars waited to convey the passengers 
 to the Relay House. 
 
 Retort Courteous from an American in Paris 
 to M. Thouvenel. 
 
 A distinguished American, conversing 
 in the city of Paris, with M. Thouvenel, 
 the French Minister of S^e, was asked 
 rather impatiently by that distinguished 
 French official, 
 
 " But, Sir, how much time do you want 
 to take Richmond ? How long must we 
 wait?" 
 
 " I think, Monsieur, with great respect," 
 was the courteous reply of our country- 
 man, " that we shall be satisfied if we are 
 granted as much time as the allies took to 
 reduce Sebastopol." 
 
 M. Thouvenel changed the subject. 
 
 Compromising' the Capitol Flag. 
 Under the administration of Mr. Bu- 
 chanan, a man named Duddmgton was 
 captain of the Capitol police at Washing- 
 ton. Though he held an important and 
 responsible office coimected with the safety 
 of the Capitol, he was a secessionist — a 
 decided but not an obtrusive one ; he made 
 little display of his Southern patriotism, 
 and his politics were practically of that 
 mild type which was not inconsistent with 
 a willingness to retain office after the acces- 
 sion of Lincoln. Li fact, he was not indis- 
 posed to mediation and compromise, and 
 was inclined to bring back our misguided 
 and rather impetuous Southern brethren 
 by gentle and conciliatory means. So he 
 visited Senator King, during the special 
 executive session of the Senate called to 
 consider the nommations of the new Pres- 
 ident, and suggested as a measure of rea- 
 sonable compromise that the American 
 flag, which always floats over each house 
 of Congress, when it is in session, should 
 not be raised. " Not raise the American 
 flag! Why not?" asked the sturdy Re- 
 publican Senator. " Because," said the 
 official, " it irritates the Southern people." 
 The careful compromiser soon after — about 
 as soon as a note could reach the Secretary 
 of the Literior from ]\L'. King — fell a vic- 
 tim to " this proscriptive Administration," 
 and the places that had known him in 
 Washington knew him no more. He was 
 next, and very soon afterwards, heard of in 
 command of a rebel battery, one of those 
 which so long blockaded the Potomac, and 
 were unfortunately left so long without 
 being " irritated " by our arms. 
 
 Under the Star-Spang-led Banner. 
 Over the large gate at the Provost 
 Marshal's splendid head-quarters in Nash- 
 ville — EUiott's female school — waved a 
 Union flag. A very ardent secesh lady, 
 who wished to see Colonel Matthews, was 
 about to pass through the gateway, when, 
 looking up, she beheld the proud flag flap- 
 ping like an eagle's wdng over his eyrie. 
 
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 Starting back horror-struck, she held up 
 hfer hands and exclaimed to the guard : 
 
 " Dear me ! I can't go under that dread- 
 ful Lincoln flag. Is there no other way for 
 me to enter?" 
 
 "Yes, madam," promptly replied the 
 soldier, and turning to his comi'ade he 
 said — 
 
 " Hex-e, orderly, bring out that rebel flag 
 and lay it on the ground at the little gate, 
 and let this lady walk over it ! " 
 
 The lady looked bewildered, and after 
 hesitating a moment, concluded to bow her 
 head to the invincible Goddess of Free- 
 dom, whose immaculate shrine is the folds 
 of the Star Spangled Banner. 
 
 Description of South Carolina by Mr. Pet- 
 tigru. 
 
 The late Judge Pettigru, of Charleston, 
 
 South Carolina, stood, sohtary and alone, 
 
 among his peers in that treasonable city, 
 
 for his undisguised and persistent anti- 
 
 secessionism, facing with an unblenching 
 
 Col. Rhett. 
 
 eye the social and political tide of antago- 
 nism which rolled against him in his ven- 
 erable years and whitened locks. A person 
 meeting him m the street one day, accosted 
 him, and said : 
 
 " Will you be so kind as to direct me to 
 the lunatic asylum ?" 
 
 " Certainly," answered Mr. Pettigru : 
 " There it is," pointing to the east ; " and 
 
 there," turning and pointing to the south ; 
 " and there," pointing to the west ; " and 
 there again," pointing to the north : " You 
 cannot possibly go amiss." 
 
 When asked an explanation of this sin- 
 gular direction, he said, not having the fear 
 of Rhett, Pickens, Magrath & Co., before 
 his eyes : 
 
 " The whole State is a lunatic asylum, 
 and the people are all lunatics." 
 
 When prayers were offered in the 
 Charleston churches for " President Da- 
 vis," Judge Pettigru took Ms hat and left 
 the place of worship where such jargon 
 somids fell upon his ear. It seems almost 
 impossible that such a noble-minded man 
 could have been a fellow townsman and 
 walked the same streets with that " archi- 
 tect of ruin," Colonel Rhett, who so boldly 
 boasted of having "fired the Southern 
 heart." 
 
 National Oath of Allegiance according* to 
 Southern Honor. 
 
 There is no doubt that much false swear- 
 ing was " done " under the feint of loyalty, 
 in order to serve ulterior ends, by citizens 
 of the States in rebellion, and many like- 
 wise took the oath under avowed compul- 
 sion. The following will serve as an illus- 
 tration of the circumstances under which 
 many in Louisiana attested their " loyalty." 
 A young man, well known in New Orleans, 
 was anxious to send down some goods on 
 a boat from Memphis. He applied to the 
 Provost Marshal there for a permit, and 
 the following form was gone through with 
 as preliminary! " Are you a loyal citizen ? " 
 " No, sir." " You must take the oath of 
 allegiance." " Very well. Sir." (Takes 
 it without sugar.) " There, you have taken 
 the oath. Do you know what that means ? " 
 " Perfectly. It means a padlock on my 
 mouth, and a bayonet in my rear." 
 
 Shaky Abutments. 
 President Lincoln's repeated reference 
 to the irreconcilable antagonism between 
 the demands of the south and the spirit 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 75 
 
 of the Constitution is well known. On a 
 certain occasion he illustrated this antago- 
 nism by an anecdote not less apt than 
 amusing. " I once knew," said Mr. Lin- 
 coln, " a good sound churchman, whom we 
 will call Brown, who was on a committee 
 to erect a bridge over a very rapid and 
 dangerous river. Architect after architect 
 failed, and, at last, Brown said he had a 
 friend named Jones, who had built several 
 bridges, and could build this. ' Let us 
 have- him in,' said the committee. In came 
 Jones. ' Can you build this bridge, Sir ? ' 
 ' Yes,' replied Jones, ' I could build a bridge 
 to the infernal regions, if necessary.' The 
 sober committee were horrified. But when 
 Jones retired, BroAvn thought it but fair to 
 defend his friend. ' I know Jones so well,' 
 said he, ' and he is so honest a man, and 
 so good an architect, that if he states, so- 
 berly and positively, that he can build a 
 bridge to Hades, why, I believe it. But I 
 have my doubts about the abutment on the 
 infernal side.' And so it is with me. 
 "When politicians said they could harmonize 
 the northern and southern wings of the 
 democracy, why, I believed them. But I 
 had my doubt about the abutment on the 
 southern side." 
 
 Dr. Rucker— his Capture and Escape. 
 
 The arrival at Fayettville, West Vir- 
 ginia, of Dr. Eucker, the Union refugee, 
 was an exciting event in the history of 
 that remarkable man — renowned as he 
 had. become for his persevering loyalty 
 under circumstances that would ordinarily 
 cause the stoutest heart to quail. He 
 came up from Kanawha county, making 
 his appearance in company with Colonel 
 Duval, of the Ninth West Virginia regi- 
 ment of infantry. 
 
 Dr. Rucker resided in Covmgton, Vir- 
 ginia, and was regarded as a radical 
 Union man. He was several times form- 
 ally requested by the authorities to take 
 the oath of allegiance to the Southern 
 Confederacy, but this he unyieldingly re- 
 fused to do. At last a squad of men. 
 
 headed by a desperate leader, were sent 
 to take him by force. He still refused to 
 heed their demands, when the leader of 
 the party struck him a blow upon the head 
 with a cane, producing an ugly wound, 
 from which the blood flowed freely. The 
 doctor deliberately di-ew a knife, telling his 
 assailant he intended to kill him, and pro- 
 ceeded to execute his threat by cutting the 
 fellow until he died. Dr. R. soon found 
 liimself with twelve Confederate indict- 
 ments pending against him, for murder, 
 horse stealing, treason, and almost all. the 
 crimes known to the law. 
 
 His escape from the jail at Pittsylvania, 
 in the southern part of Virginia, was 
 made partly by means of a key obtained 
 from a two year old child and partly 
 through the assistance of an unknown lady 
 who procured a carriage and drove him to 
 Lynchburg, where he remained some days 
 and until the excitement growing out of 
 his escape had subsided. From the time 
 he was arrested until the time of his es- 
 cape he was confined in t\?elve different 
 jails, and was thi-eatened with mob violence 
 every time he was removed from one 
 prison to another. In all these jails he 
 communicated with unknown friends — 
 Union men, — who made liim proffers of. 
 assistance. While in Pittsylvania jail he 
 received from different persons yam and 
 aquafortis, and other means of sawing or 
 cutting his Avay out. He was also pre- 
 sented with a pair of shoes, in the soles o£ 
 which he found watch springs which had 
 been converted into saws. No more heroic 
 instance of making political loyalty a point 
 of life or death can be found than this of 
 Dr. Rucker. 
 
 Where is Your Heart ? 
 The case of Rev. William J. Hoge, D. 
 D., forms a sad page in the uicidents'and 
 outgrowths of the rebellion. He was bom 
 in Athens, Ohio, in 1826, and was for some 
 years a clergyman in that State, removing 
 thence to Richmond, Vii-ginia, where he 
 taught for several years. In 1858-9 he 
 
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 was called to be colleague to the Rev. Dr. 
 Spring, of the Brick Church, New York 
 city, which he accepted and was settled. 
 In the midst of these labors, the rebellion 
 burst upon the country. Dr. Hoge was 
 not at once decided as to his course of ac- 
 tion. His sympathies were with the South, 
 but he hesitated as to the line of ministe- 
 rial duty. On the 17th of July, 1861, he 
 went to the study of Rev. Dr. Prime, 
 at whose invitation Dr. H. origmally came 
 to New York, and solicited Dr. P's advice 
 as to his duty — should he go to the South, 
 or should he remain in New York ? Dr. 
 Prime had often argued the political ques- 
 tion with him before, and vainly endeav- 
 ored to convmce him that secession was a 
 crime, and would be the ruin of the South. 
 Dr. P. therefore said to him, 
 
 " Wliere is your heart ? " 
 
 " It is with the South." 
 
 " Then, go there ; and, if my heart was 
 there, I would go with you." 
 
 "When shall I go?" 
 
 " Go this v/eek ; to-day, if possible." 
 
 The result of this conversation was his 
 immediate resignation of his pastoral 
 charge. He preached his farewell sermon 
 on the Sabbath following, while the disas- 
 trous battle of Bull Run was in progress. 
 He left for the South, and was soon heard 
 of as settled at Charlottsville. He tkrew 
 himself into the cause of the rebellion with 
 his accustomed zeal, but died in a short 
 time, in the midst of his years and of the 
 gigantic conspiracy against a nation's life. 
 
 Unionist. — "Were you forced into the 
 anny ? 
 
 Virginian. — Wsll, no, not exactly forc- 
 ed ; I knew I would be, so I j'ined. I 
 thought I'd feel better to go myself ! 
 
 Unio7iist. — What do you expect to gain 
 by the rebellion ? 
 
 Virginian. — We find our leaders have 
 lied to us. Our big men, like Tyler, Wise, 
 Letchei', and others, wanted to get rich and 
 get mto high office, and so they have got 
 us into this mess by their lies. We have 
 nothing agin the old flag. All we want is 
 
 Questions and Replies : "Nothing agin the 
 Old Flag." 
 
 Unionist to a Virginian prisoner. — Ai"e 
 you not ashamed to fight against the 
 Union, and the Government wliich has 
 done so much for you? 
 
 Virginian. — I never fought agin the 
 Union, and I never will. 
 
 Unionist. — What were you doing at 
 Fort Donelson ? 
 
 Virginian. — I hugged the ground closer 
 nor ever I did before in my life. 
 
 John T3'ler. 
 
 our constitutional rights, according to the 
 instrument vmder Avhich our forefathers 
 lived. They told us that the election of Lin- 
 coln would deprive us of these, and we 
 believed them. But we now know that 
 they were lies." 
 
 Poor Tyler, in the midst of his . efforts 
 to destroy the nation over which he once 
 presided, in the chair of state consecrated 
 by the immortal Washington, died an out- 
 law and fills a traitor's grave. 
 
 Slave Insurrections Foiled by Union 
 Generals. 
 
 One day (says " Edmund Kirke," in his 
 racy volmne, " Down in Tennessee,") as 
 I was sitting alone with Rosecrans, an aide 
 handed him a letter. He opened it, ceased 
 doing half a dozen other things, and' be- 
 came at once absorbed in its contents. He 
 re-read it, and then, handing it to me, said : 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 77 
 
 *' Read that. Tell me what you thiuk of 
 it." I read it. Its outside indicated it 
 had come from " over Jordan," and had 
 "a hard road to travel," but its inside 
 startled me. It was written in a round, 
 unpracticed hand, and though badly spell- 
 ed, showed its author familiar with good 
 Southern Enghsh. Its date was May 
 18th, 1863, and it began thus : 
 
 " General : — A plan has been adopted 
 for a simultaneous movement or rising to 
 sever the rebel communications through- 
 out the whole South, which is now dis- 
 closed to some General in each military 
 department in the Secesh States, in order 
 that they may act in concert, and thus in- 
 sure us success. 
 
 The plan is for the blacks to make a 
 concerted and simultaneous rising, on the 
 night of the first of August next, ovei^ the 
 whole States in rebellion. To arm them- 
 selves with any and every kind of weapon 
 that may come to hand, and commence 
 operations by burning all railroad and 
 county bridges, tearing up all railroad 
 tracks, and cutting and destroying tele- 
 graph wires, — and when this is done take 
 to the woods, the swamps, or the moun- 
 tains, whence they may emerge, as occa- 
 sions may offer, for provisions or for further 
 depredations. No blood is to be shed ex- 
 cept in self defence. 
 
 The corn mil be in roasting ear about 
 the first of August, and upon this, and by 
 foraging on the farms at night, we can sub- 
 sist. Concerted movement at the time 
 named would be successful, and the rebel- 
 lion be brought suddenly to an end." 
 
 The letter went on with some details 
 which I cannot repeat, and ended thus : 
 
 "The plan will be simultaneous over 
 the whole South, and yet few of all en- 
 gaged will know its whole extent. Please 
 write ' 1' and " approved" and send by the 
 bearer, that we may know you are with us. 
 
 Be assured. General, that a copy of this 
 letter has been sent to every military de- 
 partment in the rebel States, that the time 
 
 of the movement may thus be general over 
 the entire South." 
 
 I was re-reading the letter when the 
 General agam said : " What do you tlunk 
 of it ? " 
 
 " It would end the rebellion. It taps 
 the gi-eat negro organization, of which I 
 speak m ' Among the Pines,' and co-oper- 
 ated with by our forces would certainly 
 succeed, but — the South would run with 
 blood." 
 
 " Innocent blood ! Women and child- 
 ren ! " 
 
 " Yes, women and children. If you let 
 the blacks loose, they will rush into car- 
 nage like horses into a burning barn. St. 
 Domingo will be multiplied by a million." 
 
 " But he says no blood is to be shed ex- 
 cept in self-defence." 
 
 " He says so, and the leaders may mean 
 so, but they cannot restrain the rabble. 
 Every slave has some real or fancied 
 wrong, and he would take such a time to 
 avenge it." 
 
 " Well, I must talk with Garfield. Come, 
 go with me." 
 
 We crossed the street to Garfield's lodg- 
 ings, and found him bolstered up in bed, 
 quite sick with a fever. The General sat 
 down at the foot of his bed, and handed 
 him the letter. Garfield read it over care- 
 fully, and then laying it down, said : 
 
 " It will never do. General. We don't 
 want to whip by such means. If the 
 slaves, of their own accord, rise and assert 
 their original right to themselves, that will 
 be their own affair ; but we can have no 
 compUcity with them without outraging 
 the moral sense of the civilized world." 
 
 " I knew you'd say so ; but he speaks of 
 other department commanders — may they 
 not come into it ? " 
 
 "Yes, they may, and that should be 
 
 looked to. Send this letter to , and 
 
 let him head off ' the movement.' " 
 
 It was not thought prudent to intrust 
 the letter to the mails ; nor with the rail- 
 way, infested with guerillas, was it a safe 
 
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 document to cany about the person. A 
 short shrift and a long rope might have 
 been the consequence of its being found 
 on a traveler. So, ripping open the top 
 of my boot, I stowed it snugly away in 
 the lining, and took it North. On the 4th 
 of June following, Garfield wrote me that 
 he had just heard from the writer of the 
 letter ; that five out of our nine depart- 
 ment commanders had come into the pro- 
 ject, and, subsequently, that another gen- 
 eral had also promised it liis support. 
 • But I can say no more. All the Avorld 
 knows that the insurrection did not take 
 place. The outbreaks in September, 
 among the blacks of Georgia and Ala- 
 bama, were only parts of the plan, the 
 work of subordinate leaders, who, mad- 
 dened at the miscarriage of the grand 
 scheme, determined to carry out their own 
 share of the programme at all hazards. It 
 was a gigantic project, and the trains were 
 all laid, the matches all lighted. 
 
 Ratifying the Ordinance : Startling Scene. 
 On the ratification of the South Caro- 
 lina Ordinance of Secession, Rev. Dr. 
 Bachman was selected by the Secession 
 Convention to offer a prayer before them, 
 in religious observance of the act. Dr. 
 Bachman's name had become quite dis- 
 tinguished in scientific circles, he being an 
 eminent naturalist; but he had also be- 
 come even more conspicuous by his strong 
 political leanings to the side of Disunion. 
 The scene was one that partook alike of 
 the startlmg and the impressive. Most of 
 the men there assembled to commit the high- 
 est and gravest act against their country, 
 were those upon whose heads the snow of 
 sixty winters had been shed — patriarchs in 
 age — the dignitaries of the land — the high 
 priests of the Church — reverend states- 
 men — and the judges of the law. In the 
 midst of deep silence an old man, with 
 bowed form and hair as white as snow, the 
 Rev. Dr. Bachman, advanced forward, 
 with upraised hands, in prayer to Almighty 
 God for his blessings and favor on the 
 
 great act about to be consummated. The 
 whole assembly at once arose to its feet, 
 and, with hats off, listened to the prayer. 
 At the close of this performance, the Pres- 
 ident advanced wdth the consecrated parch- 
 ment upon wliich was inscribed the decis- 
 ion of the State, with the great seal at- 
 tached. SlowLy and solemnly it was read 
 mitil the last word — ' dissolved' ; when men 
 could contain themselves no longer, and a 
 shout that shook the very building, rever- 
 berating long continued, rose up, and 
 ceased only with the loss of breath. 
 Such was the scene, in the midst of which 
 
 p. S, Brooks. ■ 
 
 no portrait could have been suspended 
 with more appropriateness, than that of 
 Preston S. Brooks, South Carolina's arch- 
 assassin of liberty of speech on the floor 
 of the United States Senate. 
 
 Non-Combatant— but a Tough. One. 
 Mr. Mark R. Cockrill, was an old man 
 of great wealth living near Nashville, 
 Tennessee ; he was reputed to be worth 
 two mUlion dollars, and owned twelve 
 miles of land lying on the Cumberland river. 
 It was reported to the Federal Chief of 
 Ai-my Police, that this Mr. Cockrill had 
 induced guerrillas to lie in wait near his 
 place for the purpose of seizing upon and 
 destroying Union forage trains, &c., and 
 that he was a veiy bitter rebel. Having 
 been ordered to appear at the office of the 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 
 
 •9 
 
 C*hief of Police, he made the subjoined over three thousand dollars worth of wood 
 statement : — from 
 
 " I am upwards of seventy-four years 
 of age, and have six children, — three of 
 them being, sons, and one of them is in 
 the Confederate army. I was born near 
 this city. I had about ninety-eight slaves, 
 but most all have left me. My son has been 
 in the Confederate service since the war 
 began ; is twenty-two .years old ; was cap 
 tain in that service ; think he is now in 
 the commissary department. I voted for 
 separation every time ; was not a member 
 of any public committee ; have had noth- 
 ing to do with getting up companies or 
 any thing else connected with the army. 
 Have talked a good deal ; was opposed to 
 guerrillaism ; have ordered them away 
 from my house. I have lost twenty thou- 
 sand bushels of corn, thirty-six head of 
 horses and mules ; sixty head of Durham 
 Cattle, two hundred and twenty sheep, — 
 very fine ones, valued at one hundred dol- 
 lars each, — two hundi'ed tons of hay. 
 The Federal's have taken all this. I have 
 two thousand sheep left, and I have a few 
 milch cows and five or six heifers. I Avas 
 worth about two million dollars before the 
 war commenced. The Confederates have 
 taken three horses from me only. 1 have 
 loaned the Confederates twenty-five thou- 
 sand dollars in gold. They have pr6ssed 
 from me no other property. I have their 
 bonds at eight per cent interest, payable 
 semi-annually in gold, for this twenty-five 
 thousand dollars. I thought when I loaned 
 the money that the South would succeed, 
 and I think so now. I do not think that 
 the two sections can ever be brought to- 
 gether. The Federals also took two thou- 
 sand pounds of bacon from me ; also two 
 thousand bushels of oats. Some twenty- 
 five or thirty of my men negroes ran 
 away, — six of them, however, being press- 
 ed. I have about five thousand six hun- 
 dred acres of land. My son, James R., 
 is with the South ; lives on a place belong- 
 ing to me ; but he has never taken any 
 active part. The Federals have taken 
 
 me. I have never received any 
 pay for anything taken from me. I came 
 in yesterday to get a negro blacksmith of 
 mine to go out with me, he consented to go 
 if I could get a pass for him ; have not 
 been in town before for four months. I 
 paid one thousand dollars as an assessment 
 by General Negley, about four months 
 since, to the United States government, as 
 a loan. I have been very much aggra- 
 vated by the taking of my property, and 
 have been very harsh in my expressions 
 towards those who have visited my place 
 for such purposes. I will not give bond 
 for loyal conduct, or that I will not aid or 
 abet by word or deed the Southern cause. 
 The loan to tlie South was made volunta- 
 rily, and supposing it to be a good invest- 
 ment. While I Avas loaning to individuals 
 the loan was made to the Southern gov- 
 ernment just as I would have loaned to any 
 other party." 
 
 When brought into the police ofiice, Mi-. 
 Cockrill was almost beside himself with pas- 
 sion. The language he used with respect 
 Federal troops was, "Kill 'em! 
 
 to the 
 Plant 
 
 'em 
 
 'em out J 
 
 Manure the soil with 
 '" (fee. He utterly 
 
 em. 
 
 refused to give the non-combatant's oath 
 and bond ; and when assured by General 
 Rosecrans that he must do so or he would 
 be sent out of the State, and perhaps to a 
 Northern prison, he struck his hands 
 against his breast, and exclaimed, — 
 
 " Take my heart out,— kill me if you 
 will ; I will not give any bond by wliich 
 enemies here can swear falsely and I be 
 prosecuted for its forfeiture." 
 
 The General assured him that he had 
 but a choice of two evils, — to give the 
 bond or be sent away. He preferred the 
 former. 
 
 Interesting' Historical Episode, Civil and 
 Military. 
 
 It is a fact of some interest, that Gen- 
 eral Robert E. Lee, of the Confederate 
 army, commanded in person the small 
 body of marines sent to Harper's Ferry 
 
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 from "Washington, on the occasion of John 
 Brown's attack upon that place, and that 
 it was to Colonel Lee that the old man 
 surrendered. The Virginia militiamen hav- 
 ing driven Brown and his gang into the 
 engine house, awaited anxiously the arrival 
 of government troops, known to be on 
 their way from "Washington, the greatest 
 excitement in the mean time prevailing at 
 Harper's Ferry, as several citizens who 
 had shown themselves near the engine 
 house had been shot by the invaders. 
 
 By three o'clock the following morning, 
 sixty marines, under the immediate com- 
 mand of Lieut. Green, but directed by Col. 
 Eobert E. Lee, reached the Ferry by cars 
 from the capital. Colonel Lee ordered his 
 detail to stand under arms in the public 
 streets until sunrise, when he conducted 
 the men, leading them himself to the front 
 of the building fortified and occupied by 
 Brown. The lookers-on viewed this sol- 
 dierly movement with astonishment and 
 awe, expecting to see Colonel Lee shot 
 down as other leaders had been. But not 
 a shot was fired. Lieutenant Green was 
 ordered to demand a surrender. He 
 knocked at the door of the engine house. 
 John Brown asked — 
 
 '' Who goes there ? " 
 
 " Lieutenant Green, United States Ma- 
 rines, who, by authority of Colonel Lee, 
 demands an immediate surrender." 
 
 " I refuse it ;" said Brown, " unless I, 
 with my men, are allowed to cross the 
 bridge again into Maryland, unmolested, 
 after which you can take us prisoners if 
 you can." 
 
 Lee refused to allow this, and ordered 
 Lieutenant Green to renew his demand 
 for an immediate and unconditional sur- 
 render. John Brown refused those terms, 
 and four of the marines, who had got tre- 
 mendous sledge-hammers from the works, 
 began battering at the door of the engine 
 house. The engine had been moved 
 against the door, and it would not yield. 
 
 " Ten of you," said Lee, " take that lad- 
 der and break down the door." 
 
 Five on each side, the soldiers drove 
 the ladder against the door, and at the 
 third stroke it yielded and fell back. Col- 
 onel Lee and the marines jumped in — one 
 man John Brown shot through Jhe heart — 
 and then was overpowered and surren- 
 dered. Colonel "Washington, with other 
 citizens, in Brown's hands, was released, 
 and John Brown was handed over to the 
 civil authorities, after which, Colonel Lee 
 took the train to Washington again. 
 
 ^Vlio knows how much this episode, in 
 its civil and military bearings, may have 
 influenced Robert E. Lee to forsake the 
 flag of the United States and become a 
 chieftaui in the rebel cause ! 
 
 The Boy Father to the Man. 
 
 When General Grant was a boy, he at- 
 tended the same school with his cousin 
 John, a Canadian, who had come to the 
 States to be educated. The two youths 
 mingled as relatives ; and, whenever the 
 Canadian restrained his inherited preju- 
 dices, their intercourse was pleasant. 
 Ulysses felt all the true impulse of patri- 
 
 The Boy Father to the Man 
 
 otism when a student at school. It was 
 his conviction, born and nourished in his 
 boy's heart, that his country was the equal 
 of any other, and that his countrymen 
 were the equals of the best of mankind. 
 
 " Speaking of Washington," said his 
 Canadian cousin, one day, " it seems to me, 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 81 
 
 Ulysses, you appear to thiuk a great deal 
 of him." 
 
 " And why shouldn't I ? " quickly replied 
 the tanner boy*; " he is the father of my 
 country, and was raised up by the Al- 
 mighty to lead it to independence." 
 
 "AH very fine," retorted John ; " but he 
 was a traitor to his king ! " 
 
 " A what ? " asked Ulysses, raising his 
 voice. 
 
 " Washington was a traitor, a rebel ! " 
 continued the Canadian. 
 
 " Cousin Jolm," calmly replied Ulysses, 
 " would you like to have your sovereign 
 called hard names ? " 
 
 " Why, no ; I can't say I should." 
 
 " Well, then, let me tell you plainly, 
 that I will not allow you or any one to 
 insult the memory of Washington ! " 
 
 " What are you going to do about it ? " 
 queried John with a sneer. 
 
 " I shall resent it as I have a right to 
 do. You may take advantage of me ; for 
 you are older than I am. My mother has 
 told me not to quarrel with my school- 
 mates ; and I mean to mind her, and shall 
 not attack them on my own account. But 
 when Washington is assailed, and espe- 
 cially by an English boy, I shall defend 
 the father of my country. Cousin or no 
 cousin, I am ready to fight for Washing- 
 ton." 
 
 So saying, Ulysses laid off his jacket, 
 and soon convinced the Canadian reviler 
 that he was in earnest. Blow quickly 
 followed blow, until young Grant was the 
 victor. The false assertion of the elder 
 boy was corrected, and he compelled to 
 admit that he had done wrong. As he 
 would have defend«d his own chief ruler, 
 so he was forced to acknowledge that 
 Ulysses had done right in not submitting 
 to hear Washington insulted. 
 
 Ohio Battle Flag: in the Hands of a Bishop. 
 The autumnal session of the Pittsburg 
 Annual Conference of the Methodist 
 Church, 1864, was characterized by an 
 incident of patriotic and thrilling interest. 
 
 Bishop Simpson followed the introductory 
 exercises with a speech, an hour and a 
 half long, without manuscript, in which he 
 held his vast audience of cultivated Chris- 
 tian gentlemen spell bound, under his dis- 
 cussion of the four questions — " Shall our 
 government be destroyed and swept from 
 the earth ? Can we be divided into two or 
 more governments ? Shall we have a new 
 fonn of government ? Is not the nation 
 to rise out of its present troubles better, 
 firmer and more powerful ? " During the 
 whole of this magnificent address, the as- 
 sembly, in deep silence, hung upon his 
 lips save when applause was struck out of 
 them as with blows of magnetism. But a 
 scene ensued, m the delivery of his pero- 
 ration, that was well nigh sublime. 
 
 Laying his hands on the torn and baU- 
 riddled colors of the Seventy-third Ohio 
 regiment, the impassioned orator spoke of 
 the battle-fields where they had been bap- 
 tised in blood, and described their beauty 
 as some small patch of azure, filled with 
 stars, that an angel had snatched from the 
 heavenly canopy to set the stripes in blood. 
 With this description began a scene that 
 Demosthenes might have envied. All over 
 the vast assembly handkerchiefs and hats 
 were waved, and before the speaker sat 
 down the whole throng arose, as by a magic 
 influence, and screamed and shouted, and 
 saluted, and stamped, and clapped, and 
 wept, and laughed in wild excitement. 
 Colonel Moody sprang to the top of a 
 bench and called for the " Star Spangled 
 Banner," which was sung, or rather shout- 
 ed, until the audience dispersed. 
 
 Northern Instructors of Southern Teachers. 
 As touching the subject of loyalty, one 
 of the most unique and characteristic let- 
 ters of General Butler will be found in 
 the following correspondence between him 
 and a southern woman whose patriotism 
 had failed her : 
 
 LOCUSTVILLE, ACCOMAC Co., Va., 
 
 March 10.— General B. F. Butler, Sir: 
 My school has been closed since Christ- 
 
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 mas, because as I understood the oath re- 
 quired of us, I could not conscientiously 
 take it. Having heard since then that one 
 of your officers explains the oath as mean- 
 ing simply that we consent to the acts of 
 the United States government, and pledge 
 passive obedience to the same, I take the 
 liberty of addressing this to you to ascer- 
 tain if you so construe the oath. I cannot 
 understand how a woman can "support, 
 protect and defend the Union," except by 
 speaking or writing in favor of the present 
 war, which I could never do, because my 
 sympathies are with the south. 
 
 If by those words you understand merely 
 passive submission, I am ready to take the 
 oath, and abide by it sacredly. 
 
 Very respectfully, 
 
 Mary E. Graves. 
 
 General Butler's reply to the foregoing 
 certainly leaves Miss Graves in no doubt 
 as to what an oath to support the govern- 
 ment of her country implies. 
 
 Fortress Monroe, March 14. — My 
 Dear Madam : I am truly sorry that any 
 Union officer of mine has attempted to 
 fritter away the effect of the oath of alle- 
 giance to the government of the United 
 States, and to inform you that it means 
 nothing more than passive obedience to the 
 same. That officer is surely mistaken. 
 The oath of allegiance means fealty, pledge 
 of faith to love, affection and reverence for 
 the government, all comprised in the word 
 patriotism, in its highest and truest sense, 
 which evei'y true American feels for his 
 or her government. 
 
 You say, "I cannot understand how a 
 woman can 'support, protect and defend 
 the Union,' except by speaking or writing 
 in favor of the present war, which I could 
 never do, because my sjTnpathies are with 
 the south." That last phrase, madam, 
 shows why you cannot understand "how a 
 woman can support, protect and defend the 
 Union." 
 
 Were you loyal at heart, you would at 
 once understand. The southern women 
 who are rebels understand weU "how to 
 
 support, protect and defend" the Con- 
 federacy "without speaking or writing." 
 Some of them act as spies, some smuggle 
 quinine in their under-clothes, some smug- 
 gle information through the lines in their 
 dresses, some tend sick soldiers for the 
 Confederacy, and some get up subscriptions 
 for rebel gunboats. 
 
 Perhaps it may all be comprised in the 
 phrase, " Where there is a will there is a 
 way." 
 
 Now, then, you could " support, protect 
 and defend the Union" by teacliing the 
 scholars of your scliool to love and rev- 
 erence the government, to be proud of their 
 country, to glory m its flag, and to be true 
 to its Constitution. But, as you don't un- 
 derstand that yourself, you can't teach it 
 to them, and, therefore, I am glad to learn 
 from your letter that your school has been 
 closed since Christmas ; and with my con- 
 sent, until you change your sentiments, 
 and are a loyal woman in heart, it never 
 shall be opened. I would advise you, 
 madam, forthwith to go where your " sym- 
 pathies" are. I am only doubtful whether 
 it is not my duty to send you. I have the 
 honor to be, 
 
 Very respectfully, 
 
 your obedient servant, 
 B. F. Butler, Maj. Gen. Com'g 
 To Miss Mary R Graves, 
 
 Locustville, Accomac County, Virginia. . 
 
 Loyalty of one of Jeff. Davis's Fellow Citi- 
 zens in Mississippi. 
 
 Andrew Jackson Donelson's name was, 
 for more than a generation, prominent and 
 respected in the region Avhere he lived, as 
 well as far beyond that limited sphere of 
 political influence. In 1856 he was a can- 
 didate for the Vice Presidency of the Uni- 
 ted States, by one of the great parties 
 which then swayed the country. During 
 the rebellion, Mr. Donelson's case was a 
 hard one, as appears from a conversation 
 which he had with a Union man, on board 
 a gunboat going from Memphis down the 
 Mississippi. In a frank, hearty, and open 
 
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 83 
 
 manner, Mr. D. spoke of his ineffectual 
 efforts to induce his friends in IVIississippi 
 to keep clear of the rebellion ; of his many- 
 predictions to them that the sacrifice of 
 their " peculiar institution " would certainly 
 follow their attempt to destroy the Gov- 
 ernment ; of the ban under which he was 
 placed in consequence of his loyalty; of 
 the many little annoyances to which he 
 was subjected by those whom he had pre- 
 viously befriended ; and finally, of his ar- 
 rest and transportation to. Vicksburg, to 
 answer a charge of high treason to the 
 Confederate Government. On the last 
 topic he was very bitter, and used language 
 too expressive to look well in print. He 
 said that upon his arrival in Vicksburg, he 
 demanded the charges against him, and 
 that after considerable delay they were 
 furnished, Tliere were thirteen specifica- 
 tions, one of which intimated that he would 
 not trust Jeff. Da\'is further than a blind 
 mule could kick, — or words to that effect. 
 He admitted that he had said so, and 
 offered to substantiate his opinion by evi- 
 dence bearing upon certain events con- 
 nected with that functionary's political 
 dishonesty in former years; but his pro- 
 position was niled out. In regard to the 
 other specifications, he said he was ready 
 to prove any statement which they charged 
 him with making in reference to the rebel- 
 lion, if time Avere allowed him iii which to 
 bring his witnesses. The result of the 
 matter was, that he was not brought to 
 any trial, but was told, after several day's 
 stay in Vicksburg, that he was at liberty 
 to return to his plantation. He was not 
 slow to avail himself of this permission. 
 
 Predictions of Beckerdite, the "Southern 
 Prophet." 
 
 In the year 1832, as appears from au- 
 thentic statements, a man named Becker- 
 dite, who resided at Lawnhill, Mississippi, 
 began to prophesy on national affairs and 
 the future of the southern States. He 
 was a man of reputable character, of grave 
 manners, and of profound religious feeling. 
 
 Conscious that the "\-isions" he had to re- 
 veal would be very unpopular if made 
 public, he made them known only to influ- 
 ential persons, and these subsequently cor- 
 .rofcorated his statements. His visions had 
 one burden — southern ruin. 
 
 On the 27th of March, 1864, he felt 
 impelled to communicate to Jeff. Davis, 
 through the Hon. J. A. Orr, of Mississippi, 
 the predestined taking of Richmond, and 
 utter defeat of the South. The rebel au- 
 thorities regarded Beckerdite as a danger- 
 ous man, whose prophetic words tended to 
 discourage rebel efforts, and. they ordered 
 that he should be hung ; he was however 
 warned, and escaped. His daughter sub- 
 sequently placed copies of the paper sent 
 to Jeff. Davis, in the hands of Captain 
 Jean, of the Sixty-first United States in- 
 fantry (colored,) and thi'ough him they 
 were made to see the light, — the following 
 quotations beiyg samples: 
 
 " At this writing Richmond is threatened 
 by the armies that will take it, after which 
 it may be called the city of Blood. " 
 
 ''No memory can be, strong enough to 
 retain all the moans of so great a war. 
 Be it sufiicient that I have given you the 
 great events to prove to you that the whole 
 was laid out by the Master of the Uni- 
 verse, before the sectional conventions of 
 1860. There will be an implied armistice 
 by the northern power, believing the re- 
 bellion at an end, durmg which, God gives 
 you time to consider your welfare. If you 
 repent, humbling yourself in prayers and 
 supplications for His mercy and re-instate 
 yourselves in the Union, peace will ensue ; 
 but the States of South Carolina, Georgia, 
 Alabama and Mississippi will not, and the 
 vision of 2oth of March, 1864, will take 
 place and be fulfilled by three northern 
 armies crossing in the radius of, and east 
 of Mobile, and prostrating the Confed- 
 eracy to its ultimate destruction. 
 
 A curious trait of this southern prophet 
 was his attachment to the South, his dis- 
 like of Yankees, an indisposition to con- 
 demn slavery, and his belief that great 
 
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 evils would ensue to the Union people of 
 the country unless they provided a home 
 for the blacks and induced them to emi- 
 grate to it. 
 
 Scouting: tlie Doctrine that llajorities are to 
 Rule. 
 
 Mr. Gilmore, who visited Richmond in 
 the summer of 1864, and sought by mtei-- 
 views with Jefferson Davis, to bring about 
 an arrangement for a cessation of hostil- 
 ities, was at one point in the conversation 
 with that official completely " stuck " — and 
 no wonder. This dead-lock between the 
 two was occasioned by Davis's plump de- 
 nial that " majorities " should rule in polit- 
 ical or State affiiirs. 
 
 Gilmore — If I understand you, the dis- 
 pute between your government and ours 
 is narrowed down to this : Union or dis- 
 union. 
 
 Davis — Yes; or to put it in other 
 words: Independence or subjugation. 
 
 Gilmore — Then the two governments 
 are irreconcilably apart. They have no 
 alternative but to fight it out. But it is 
 not so with the people. They are tired 
 of fightmg and want peace; and as they 
 bear all the burden and suffering of the 
 war, is it not right they should have peace, 
 and have it on such terms as they like? 
 
 Davis — I don't understand you. Be a 
 little more explicit. 
 
 Gilmore — "Well, suppose the two gov- 
 ernments should agree to something like 
 this : To go to the people Avith two prop- 
 ositions — say, peace, with disunion and 
 southern independence, as your proposi- 
 tion ; and peace, with union, emancipation, 
 no confiscation, and universal amnesty, as 
 ours. Let the citizens of all the United 
 States (as they existed before the war) 
 vote 'Yes' or 'No' on these two proposi- 
 tions, at a special election, within sixty 
 days. K a majority votes disunion, our 
 government to be bound by it, and to let 
 you go in peace. If a majority votes 
 Union, yours to be bound by it, and to stay 
 in peace. The two governments can con- 
 tract in this w^, and the people, though 
 
 constitutionally unable to decide on peace 
 or war, can elect which of the two prop- 
 ositions shall govern their rulers. Let 
 Lee and Grant, meanwhile, agree to an 
 armistice. This would sheath the sword ; 
 and if once sheathed, it would never again 
 be drawn by this generation. 
 
 Davis — The plan is altogether imprac- 
 ticable. If the South were only one State, 
 it might work ; but as it is, if one south- 
 ern State objected to emancipation, it 
 would nullify the whole thuig ; for you are 
 aware the people of Virginia cannot vote 
 slavery out of South Carolina, or the peo- 
 ple of South CaroUna vote it out of Vir- 
 ginia. 
 
 Gilmore — But three-fourths of the 
 States can amend the Constitution. Let 
 it be done in that way, so that it be 
 done by the people. I am not a statesman 
 or a politician, and I do not know just how 
 such a plan could be carried out; but you 
 get the idea — that the people should de- 
 cide the question. 
 
 Davis — That the majority shall decide 
 it, you mean. We seceded to rid our- 
 selves of the rule of the majority, and this 
 would subject us to it again. 
 
 Gilmore — But the majority must rule 
 finally, either with bullets or ballots. 
 
 Davis — I am not so sure of that. 
 Neither current events nor history shows 
 that the majority rules, or ever did rule. 
 The contrary, I think, is true. Why, Sir, 
 the man who should go before the South- 
 ern people with such a proposition, with 
 any proposition which implied that the 
 North was to have a voice in determining 
 the domestic relations of the South, could 
 not live here a day. He would be hanged 
 to the first tree, without judge or jury. 
 
 Gilmore (smiling) — Allow me to doubt 
 that. I think it more likely he would be 
 hanged if he let the Southern people know 
 the majority couldn't rule. 
 
 Davis (also smiling most good humor- 
 edly) — I have no fear of that. I give you 
 leave to proclaim it from every house-top 
 in the South. 
 
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 85 
 
 Crossing Pox River. 
 
 Mr. Lincoln's story in reply to a Spring- 
 field (Illinois) clergyman, Avho asked him 
 what Avas to be his policy on the slavery 
 question, in comiection with the war, must 
 certainly be regarded as sufficiently ex- 
 pressive : 
 
 " Well, your question is rather a cool 
 one, but I will answer it by telHng you a 
 story. You know Father B., the old 
 Methodist preacher ? and you know Fox 
 river and its freshets ? Well, once in the 
 presence of Father B., a young Methodist 
 was worrying about Fox river, and ex- 
 pressing fears that he should be prevented 
 from fulfilling some of his appointments 
 by a freshet in the river. Father B. 
 checked him in his gravest manner. Said 
 he 'Young man, I have always made it a 
 rule in my life not to cross Fox river till 
 I get to it.' And," said the President, " I 
 am not going to worry myself .over the 
 slavery question till I get to it." A few 
 days aftersvards, a Methodist minister 
 called on the President, and on being pre- 
 sented to him, said, simply : " Mr. Presi- 
 dent, I have come, to tell you that I think 
 we have got to Fox River." Mr. Lincoln 
 relished the point thoroughly, thanked the 
 clergyman, and laughed heartily. 
 
 Three Hundred Ladies with their Union 
 Flags. 
 
 The good people of Cleveland, East 
 ^Tennessee, suffered much from the power 
 of the rebelhon, and for a time the flood- 
 gates of secession were opened wide upon 
 them, with the accompanying tide of per- 
 secution and spoliation. But in course of 
 time the " powers that be " were changed, 
 and they once more breathed the salubri- 
 ous atmosphere of olden times, for the law 
 of the Union and the Constitution was 
 again established among them. Colonel 
 Waters, of the Eighty -fourth Illinois regi- 
 ment, was in command, and one of his 
 first acts was to give notice that the 
 loyal citizens of Cleveland and vicinity 
 desired to resurrect the same identical flag 
 that was lowered two and a half years 
 
 previously, in obedience to the revolution- 
 ists, but which had been secui-ely biu'ied 
 in the southern portion of the comity, that it 
 might escape insult and destruction. 
 
 At the time appointed for this interest- 
 ing patriotic ceremony, a procession of 
 ladies, numbering some three hundred, 
 and displaying their gay Union flags, 
 marched to the pubHc square, where their 
 long banished idol was to be unfurled to 
 the pure breeze that played so calmly over 
 the beautiful town of Cleveland. It was 
 one of the most imposmg spectacles of 
 loyalty and true patriotism ever Avitnessed. 
 Gray-haired mothers, whose eyes were 
 dimmed by age, Avere there ; and there, 
 too, Avas the middle-aged matron, Avhose 
 sober gaze told the observer that a hus- 
 band and father Avas at that time imper- 
 iling his life upon the field or in the dreary 
 camp, to sustain the honor and dignity of 
 that banner about to flap its cherished 
 folds in the breeze AAdiere it Avas once 
 scoffed and derided ; and there Avere those 
 who had bade farcAvell to brother or lover, 
 with a God-speed to the glorious cause. 
 
 Of these Avas that jubilant procession 
 composed, Avhile five hundred, at least, 
 refugees from rebellion, and loyal East 
 Tennesseans, Avho had taken refuge 
 Avithin the Federal lines, Avere there to 
 assist m unfurling "the gorgeous en- 
 sign of the Republic." The procession 
 halted at the Public Square, the band dis- 
 coui'sed ' Hail Columbia,' and amid the 
 SAvelling jubilee of cheers from the vast 
 multitude, that beautiful emblem of a great 
 people's nationality Avas run xip to the 
 staff-head. Each star appeared more 
 brilliant, and each stripe more attractive, 
 for having been so long buried from the 
 hands of those Avho would have dishon- 
 ored it. 
 
 Presidential Favor at last for Everybody. 
 Not long after the issue of his Procla- 
 mation of Emancipation, the President had 
 a fit of illness, though happily of short du- 
 ration. NotAvithstanding this disability, 
 
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 however, lie was greatly bored by visitors. 
 The Honorable Mr. Blowhard and the 
 Honorable Mr. Toolittle did not fail to 
 call on his Excellency, to congratulate him 
 on his message and his proclamation ; 
 gentlemen in the humble walks of civil 
 life were at the capital for the first time, 
 and couldn't leave without seeing the suc- 
 cessor of George Washington; persons 
 with axes to grind insisted upon a little 
 
 Presidential Favor at last for Everybody. 
 
 aid from the great American rail-splitter ; 
 and between them all they gave the con- 
 valescent Chief Magistrate very little leis- 
 ure or peace of mind. One individual, 
 whom the President knew to be a tedious 
 sort of customer, called at the White 
 House about this time, and msisted upon 
 an interview. Just as he had taken his 
 seat, Mr. Lincoln sent for his physician, 
 who immediately made his appearance. 
 
 " Doctor," said he, holding out his hand, 
 " what are those marks ? " 
 
 " That's varioloid, or mild small-pox," 
 said the doctor. 
 
 " They're all over me ! It is contagious, 
 I believe," said Mr. Lincoln. 
 
 " Very contagious, indeed," replied the 
 Esculapian attendant. 
 
 " Well, I can't stop, Mr. Liiacoln ; I 
 
 just called to see how you were," said the 
 visitor. 
 
 " Oh, don't be in any hurry, Sir ! " pla- 
 cidly remai'ked the Executive. 
 
 " Thank you, Sir, I'll call again," re- 
 plied the visitor, executing a masterly 
 retreat from a fearful contagion. 
 
 " Do, Sir," said the President : " Some 
 people said they could take very weU to 
 my Proclamation, but now, I am happy to 
 say, I have something that evei'yhody can 
 take." By this time the visitor was mak- 
 ing a desperate break for Pennsylvania 
 Avenue, which he reached on the double 
 quick. 
 
 French Sensibility. 
 
 Amongst the gentlemen present on the 
 platform when Mr. Beecher addressed the 
 people of Edinburgh on the American 
 question, were M. Garnier Pagis, M. 
 Desmarest (a distinguished member of 
 the French bar), and M. Henri Martin, 
 the Fi'ench historian. These eminent for- 
 eigners had been attending the social 
 science meetings in Edinburgh, and they 
 had arranged to leave for Paris early that 
 evening ; but at the request of somebody 
 they consented to attend Mr. Beecher's 
 meeting to testify their detestation of slav- 
 ery. Near the close of the proceedings, 
 the chairman stated that M. Desmarest had 
 intended to address the meeting, but .owing 
 to an allusion to the Peninsular War ii^ 
 the course of Mr. Beecher's remarks, he 
 thought his national sensibiUties had been 
 offended, and had left the room before the 
 reverend gentleman had concluded. The 
 followmg passage is supposed to have 
 wounded the Frenchman: — 
 
 In the beginning of the war we were 
 peculiarly English — for I have observed 
 that England goes into wars and makes 
 blunders in the first part— [" hear, hear," 
 cheers and hissing,] — for it is generally 
 found, I say, that England has blundered 
 in the beginning. [Renewed cheers and 
 hissing.] That is mere punctuation, I 
 suppose. I will make all the noise that 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 87 
 
 is necessary. I have noticed that in the 
 Peninsulai' War for months — for a whole 
 year — there was a series of rude endeav- 
 ors — misunderstandings at home, and want 
 of support to the armies — money squan- 
 dered lilie water — conti'acts, and contract- 
 ors making themselves rich — [" hear," 
 cheers and hissings] — but if I recollect, 
 at last [cheers and disturbance] — at last 
 Wellington drove every Frenchman out 
 of the Peninsula, and did not stop his 
 course until he had swept every French- 
 man out of Spain. Aiid I say that we 
 have not lost so much of the English blood, 
 from which we are derived, and which 
 yet flows in Yankee veins ; but that we 
 began by blundering and blundering — 
 [laughter] — but I think we are doing bet- 
 ter and better at every step. [Loud 
 cheers.] 
 
 Bigfht kind of Government to be Established 
 Down South. 
 
 Colonel Hanson, of the Kentucky Sec- 
 ond, was one of the prisoners that fell into 
 Union hands at Fort Donelson. Not so 
 taciturn as some of liis comrades he en- 
 tered into an animated conversation with 
 the Union Lieutenant who had him in 
 charge, on " the situation," telling frankly 
 some bad truth : 
 
 Colonel — Well, you were too hefty for 
 us. 
 
 Lieutenant — Yes, but you were pi'o- 
 tected by these splended defences. 
 
 Col — Your troops fought like tigers. 
 
 Lieut — Do you think now one South- 
 ern man can whip five Northern nlfen ? 
 
 Col — Not Western men. Your troops 
 are better than Yankee troops — fight 
 harder — endure more. The devil and all 
 hell can't stand before such fellows. But 
 we drove you back. 
 
 Lieut — Why didn't you keep us back ? 
 
 Col — You had too many reinforcements. 
 
 Lieut — But we had no more troops en- 
 gaged in the fight than you had. 
 
 Col — Well, you whipped us, but you 
 havn't conquered us. You can never con- 
 quer the South. 
 
 6 
 
 Lieut — We don't wish to conquer the 
 South ; but we'll restore the Stars and 
 Stripes to Tennessee, if we have to hang 
 ten thousand such dare-devils as you are. 
 
 Col — Never mind, Sir, you will never 
 get up to Nashville. 
 
 Lieut — Then Nashville wiU surrender 
 before we start. 
 
 Col — Well, well, the old United States 
 flag is played out — ^we intend to have a 
 right Government down here. 
 
 Lieut — What am I to understand by a 
 ' right Government ? ' 
 
 Col — A Government based on property, 
 and not a damned mechanic in it. 
 
 Lieut — Do these poor fellows, who have 
 been fighting for you, understand then 
 that they have no voice in the ' right Gov- 
 ernment ' that you seek to establish ? 
 
 Col — They don't care. They have no 
 property to protect. 
 
 Tracing bis Political Pedigree, 
 A northern sympathizer with the South 
 was denouncing, in immeasurable terms, 
 the United States Government and the 
 war, when the company was joined by a 
 neighbor, a strong Union man, and after 
 listening for a time, he internipted him 
 with the remark -. " You came honestly by 
 your principles — you are a tory, natural- 
 ly." " What do you mean ? " said Secesh. 
 " You know," said Union, " that during 
 the war with Great Britain, the British 
 entered the harbor and burned the town 
 of New London." " Well, what of that," 
 said S. "Why, somebody piloted them 
 in, and when his dirty work was done, he 
 came home with the British gold, and his 
 neighbors, hearing of his presence, pro- 
 vided themselves with ropes and made 
 him an evening call, when he made his 
 escape by the back door, and fled to the 
 island of Bermuda, and died there." 
 "Well," said S., " what has all that to do 
 with it?" "Well," said Union, "that 
 pilot was your grandfather." 
 
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 Pelicans vs. Eagrles. 
 A little incident in connection with the 
 custom-house at NeAV Orleans, would seem 
 to show that secession was a thing thought 
 of hj some of the southern leaders many 
 years ago. Tliis was not done merely to 
 assert the doctrine of State Rights, but 
 rather with the deliberate purpose and ex- 
 pectation that Louisiana would one day 
 become an independent nation. The cus- 
 tom-house in question has been in the 
 course of erection some sixteen years or 
 so, and, more than ten years ago, thei-e 
 were put up the heraldic ornamentations 
 and devices which usually give to such an 
 edifice the indications of its nationality. 
 An examination, however, shows that there 
 is not on the building the slightest indica- 
 tion that it was erected and owned by the 
 United States. As many as ten or twelve 
 years ago, Beauregard and Slidell displayed 
 their propensity to treason by ignoring the 
 arms of the United States and substituting 
 in their stead the Pelican of Louisiana. 
 And there to this day is the sectional sym- 
 bol, occupying the place of right and honor 
 in the great room, where should be the 
 eagle and the shield. 
 
 Mistook his Man. 
 
 Rev. Mr. was a priest of the 
 
 Catholic church in Missouri, his parochial 
 precinct embracing several counties. A 
 staunch Union man fi-om the beginnmg, he 
 hoisted the Stars and Stripes over the door 
 of his church at the commencement of the 
 war, and there he kept them flying. His life 
 was threatened, he was warned to flee, but 
 he maintained his ground. He knew the 
 vieAvs and sentiments of every man in his 
 parish, which extended from the Iowa Hne 
 to IVIissouri river. 
 
 One day he saw a man moving about 
 from house to house and having business 
 \nth rebel sympathizers. He watched the 
 fellow's course. He noticed also a wagon 
 filled with bedduig, with a woman and 
 children, as if the family were on the 
 move. It stopped at the houses of n^bel 
 
 sympathizers. He took notes and kept 
 his own counsel. One night he was waited 
 upon by a ruffianly looking feUow, who ad- 
 vised him to flee, as there was to be an 
 uprising of the rebels, and his life might 
 be in danger. Out of respect for tlie 
 Catholic religion, he had called to give 
 him timely warning. " The wagon which 
 you may have seen filled with bedding," 
 said the fellow, " contained guns and am- 
 munition. Our friends (rebels) are sup- 
 plied with arms, and wiU soon be in posses- 
 sion of the country." 
 
 " Sir," said the priest, " you have come 
 voluntarily into my house and told what I 
 had already mistrusted. I give you two 
 hours to leave this town. If you are found 
 here at the expiration of that time you 
 need not appeal to me to save your life. 
 Go, Sir!" 
 
 The ruffian had mistaken his man. He 
 disappeared, and the rebel sympatliizers 
 did not rise. The nearest Federal officers 
 were at once infonned of what was going 
 on, and the Union citizens were immedi- 
 ately supplied with arms. 
 
 Sprinkling Blood in the Face of the People. 
 
 Jere. Clemens, of Alabama, in a public 
 addi'ess given by him, related an interesting 
 circumstance in connection with the early 
 liistory of the Rebelhon, as illustrating the 
 predetermination of the leaders to plunge 
 the country into war. He was in Mont- 
 gomery soon after the Ordinance of Seces- 
 sion was passed, and was present at an 
 interview between Jeff. Davis, Memmin- 
 ger and others. They were discussing the 
 propriety of firing upon Sumter. Two or 
 three of them withdrew to the comer of the 
 room, and, said Mr. C, " I heard Gilchrist 
 say to the Secretary of War, ' It must be 
 done. Delay two months and Alabama 
 stays in the Union. You must sprinkle * 
 blood in the face of the people.' The 
 meeting then adjourned." 
 
 The traitor chieftains were as good as 
 then" word. Sumter was fired upon. 
 Blood was sprinkled *' in the face of the 
 
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 89 
 
 people," and from this sprinkling the best 
 blood of the nation, in both sections, was 
 made to flow as a river. " Sprinkle blood 
 in the face of the people ! " — a trim and 
 
 Howell Cobb. 
 
 polished phrase which filled a continent 
 with woes unutterable! It was doctrine 
 such as tills, that Howell Cobb taught in 
 Georgia, and, by carrying that glorious old 
 State over to secession, gave force and 
 prestige to the disloyal movement in its 
 first stages, and thus reddened the history 
 of the whole country with four years of 
 blood. 
 
 Andy Johnson and the Clerical Secessionists. 
 
 The State of Tennessee had a watchful 
 pilot at the helm when Andrew Jolmson 
 was its Governor.. He was early called 
 to deal with secessionists and traitors in 
 this capacity. One day a pair of citizens 
 belonging, professionally, to 'the cloth,' 
 stood before him, and the following dia- 
 logue between the respective parties, ' spir- 
 itual ' and ' secular,' will throw some light 
 on the question 'Who was the truer man,?' 
 
 Gov. Johnson — Well, gentlemen, what is 
 your desire ? 
 
 Rev. Mr. SeJion — I speak but for myself 
 I do not know Avhat the other gentlemen 
 wish. My request is that I may have a 
 few days to consider on the subject of sign- 
 ing this paper. I wish to gather my fam- 
 ily together and talk over the siibject; 
 
 for this purpose, I desire about fourteen 
 days. 
 
 Gov. Johnson — It seems to me there 
 should be biit little hesitation about the 
 matter. All that is required of you is to 
 sign the oath of allegiance. If you are 
 loyal citizens, you can have no reason to 
 refuse to do so. If you are disloyal, and 
 working to obstruct the operations of the 
 Government, it is my duty, as the repre- 
 sentative of that Government, to see that 
 you are placed in a position so that the 
 least possible harm shall result from your 
 proceedings. You certainly cannot reason- 
 ably refuse to renew your allegiance to the 
 Government that is now protecting you 
 and your families and property. 
 
 Rev. Mr. Elliott — As a non-combatant? 
 Governor, I considered tliat under the 
 stipulations of the surrender of the city, I 
 should be no fm'ther annoyed- As a noni- 
 combatant, I do not know that I have com- 
 mitted an act, since the Federals occupied 
 the city, that would require me to take the 
 oath required. 
 
 Gov. Johnson — I believe, Mr. Elliott, 
 you have two brothers in Ohio. 
 
 Mr. Elliott — ^Yes, Governor, I have two 
 noble brothers, there.. They did not agree 
 with me in the course I pm'sued in regard 
 to secession. But I have lived in Ten- 
 nessee so many years that I have consid- 
 ered the State my home, and am willing 
 to follow her fortmies. Tennessee is a 
 good State.. 
 
 Gov, Johnson — I know Tennessee is a 
 good State : and I believe the best way to 
 improve her fortimes is to remove those 
 from her borders who prove disloyal and 
 traitors to her interest, as they are traitors 
 to the interest of that Government which 
 has fostered and protected them. By your 
 inflammatory remarks and conversation, 
 and by your disloyal behavior, in weaning 
 the young under your charge from their 
 allegiance to the Government, you have 
 won a name that will never be placed on 
 the roll of patriots. A visit to the North 
 may be of benefit to you. 
 
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 Loyal Demonstration -writh a Crutch. 
 At one of the fasliionable hotels in New 
 York, there boarded for a time, during the 
 war, a somewhat Avrathful secession sym- 
 pathizer — one of the New England and 
 consequently one of the worst kind, — and 
 a chivalric, spirited Major- General of the 
 army, minus a leg, and hobbling about on 
 his crutch. Fired by natural folly and a 
 luxurious dinner, the former insulted the 
 latter, as he was passing through the halls, 
 with loud and coarse denunciations of the 
 war, and all who fought on the loyal side 
 in it. The cripple turned and faced the 
 coward, demanding apology and retraction. 
 They were denied. The man of crutch 
 and soul then asked the name of the pol- 
 troon traducer of his country and her 
 patriots. With natural instinct, a wrong 
 one was given. Other words followed ; 
 another insult was added by the traducer ; 
 whereupon the hero of Chancellorsville and 
 Gettysburg "shouldered his crutch and 
 showed how fields were won," by breaking 
 it over the head of said degenerate son 
 of Adam, who then took himself off, with 
 at least one new idea in his head, namely, 
 that the next crippled soldier of the army 
 he insulted had better be somebody else 
 than Dan Sickles. 
 
 First Oatli and Testimony of a Slave in 
 Virginia. 
 
 A few miles from Fortress Monroe, to- 
 ward Buck river, there is a place called 
 F02C Hill, in the neighborhood of which 
 are or were several excellent farms, one 
 of these being the " Hudgins place." The 
 Hudgms family had absconded when Gen- 
 eral Magruder retired from Hampton, and, 
 imder permission from General "Wool, Cap- 
 tain Wilder (superintendent of the colored 
 inhabitants) had allowed a colored man 
 named Anthony Bright to occupy and cul- 
 tivate the Hudgins fami. Under this per- 
 missiQn Anthony .had can-ied on the place 
 in 1861, and up to August, 1862, assisted 
 by other industrious and well-behaved ne- 
 groes. 
 
 In July or August, 1862, Mrs. Hudgins 
 and her two children had imexpectedly 
 returned to the farm, taken possession of 
 the mansion, and set up a claim to the 
 harvest of 1862. She came with her 
 claim to the provost judge, John A. BoUes. 
 On the other hand, Anthony Bright, in 
 behalf of himself and his black co-laborers, 
 presented his claims to the fruit of his 
 labors, and called on the judge for protec- 
 tion. A day and hour was appointed for 
 the trial. Mrs. Hudgins was an intelligent 
 lady, and in all her conduct and conversa- 
 tion made a very pleasant impression on 
 tho?e who observed them. Anthony Bright 
 was a tall, finely-formed, and very bright 
 young man of perhaps thirty years of age. 
 He was a slave. His master had been 
 many years in California, and during that 
 period Anthony had been left in charge 
 of Mr. and Mrs. Hudguis, who had allowed 
 him on payment of $75 a year to work for 
 himself and to act as though he were a 
 freeman. 
 
 About half an hour before the trial was 
 to begui, Col. Joseph Segar, the member 
 of Congress from that district, called upon 
 the provost judge in behalf of Mrs. Hud- 
 gins, and among other things inquired if 
 the judge was intending to allow Anthony 
 or any other slave to testify. The judge 
 answered yes. But the Colonel begged 
 him to reconsider his determination, re- 
 minding him of the exclusionary rule of 
 the Virginia law of evidence, and remark- 
 mg that in his o\^to judgment the admission 
 of colored witnesses would, more than al- 
 most anything else that could happen, dis- 
 please the Union men among his (Segar's) 
 constituency, and prejudice the cause of the 
 federal government. The judge, however, 
 was unmoved by that suggestion, and ven- 
 tured to express the belief that never again 
 in the Old Dominion would a colored man 
 be banished, as unworthy of belief or as 
 unfit to be heard, from a court of justice. 
 " However, Colonel," said he, " I wiU first 
 examine Mrs. Hudgins, and possibly she 
 may save me the necessity of shocking the 
 
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 prejudice of your constituents. K she 
 places the case beyond the need of further 
 evidence, or is herself desirous to hear 
 what Anthony will say, your difficulty will 
 be obviated." 
 
 Accordingly Mrs. Hudgins appeared in 
 court, and after being sworn, proceeded to 
 relate her story. From her statements and 
 the documents wliich she produced, it ap- 
 peared that the farm, which formerly be- 
 longed to her father, had been devised by 
 him to her two minor children, and that 
 she was the executrix of the will, and 
 guardian of the little girls. Her husband, 
 then with the rebels, had no mterest in the 
 farm. She went on to state what "Anthony 
 said," and w'hat "Anthony told me," and 
 was interrupted by the judge, who in- 
 quired, " But who is Anthony, Mrs. Hud- 
 gins?" "Anthony," answered she, with 
 much surprise, " why, judge, Anthony is 
 the colored man that claims the harvest." 
 " Yes," said the judge, " but isn't he a 
 slave, and would you think of believing 
 what he said, or of wishing me to hear his 
 story?" "Of course. Sir," repUed Mrs. 
 H., " why should not I believe him ? He 
 was brought up in the family. I would 
 believe him as quickly as I would one of 
 my children." "And have you no objec- 
 tions to my examining Anthony, and at- 
 taching such credit as I please to what lie 
 may say ? " " No objection in the world, 
 judge ; I want you to hear him." 
 
 Here the judge exchanged glances with 
 Colonel Segar, and said, " Well, Colonel, I 
 don't see but that I must gratify IMi's. 
 Hudgms ; " and the Colonel, in a tone that 
 was almost amusmg, responded, " I suppose 
 you must." 
 
 Anthony was accordingly called into 
 court, and told all that Mrs. Hudgins had 
 said, to which he assented as strictly true. 
 He was then asked if he had ever testified 
 under oath. " No, Sii'," said he, very re- 
 spectfully, " I never has." He was further 
 asked if he knew what an oath was, and 
 what would be the consequences of false 
 swearhig. " I s'pose so master," was his 
 
 answer ; " If I ask God to hear me tell 
 lie, God will punish me for lying." "Very 
 well, Anthony ; very truly answered," said 
 the judge. 
 
 '■'■And now, Anthoiiy" continued Judge 
 Bolles, rismg as he spoke, " / am about to 
 administer to you the oath to tell the truth, 
 the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. 
 Hold up your right hand" 
 
 It was worthy of a long journey to be- 
 hold Anthony in that supreme moment of 
 his life. As he lifted his hand and arm 
 aloft, he seemed to gain several inche's m 
 height ; his broad chest expanded and his 
 dark eye lighted up as with the inspiration 
 of a new manhood. He was a noble spec- 
 imen, physically and intellectually, of his 
 race, and most favorably impressed all who 
 saw him. 
 
 Anthony produced the permission of 
 Captain Wilder and of General Wool, and 
 then told liis story clearly and mtelligibly 
 and with a modesty as pleasing as his in- 
 telligence was remarkable. When he had 
 ^finished his statement, the judge asked the 
 lady if she wished to cross-examine An- 
 thony ; but she said, " No, I believe he has 
 told the truth." And there, so far as the 
 evidence was concerned, the case was 
 ended. The juclge gave the parties a short 
 time to settle the matter among themselves, 
 and at the end of that period, as they had not 
 come to a settlement, appointed a commis- 
 sioner to divide the products of the farm, 
 awarding one half of the harvest to the ex- 
 ecutrix and guardian, as the representative 
 of the land, and the other half to Anthony 
 and his associates, as the representatives of 
 the labor. This decision was satisfactory to 
 both the parties in interest, and even Col- 
 onel Segar was content with the result, 
 though not entirely pleased with the pro- 
 cess by which it was attained. 
 
 Two Sling's at the South, 
 
 Senator Hammond, of South Carolina, 
 
 wiU long be remembered for his famous 
 
 "mudsill" speech in the United States 
 
 Senate, in the palmy days of Union, when 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE EEBELLION. 
 
 the lion and the lamb there commmgled. 
 In that speech, the vivacious Senator de- 
 clared that by means of her cotton crop 
 the South could " brmg the Avhole world 
 to her feet." With a defiant air he went 
 on to say : " What would happen if no 
 cotton was furnished for three years ? I 
 will not stop to depict what every one can 
 imagine, but this is certain — England would 
 topple headlong and carry the whole civil- 
 ized world with her, save the South. No, 
 you dare not make war upon cotton. No 
 power on earth dares to make war vipou 
 it. Cotton is King ! " Senator Hammond, 
 as well as many others, unquestionably be- 
 lieved this, and acted accordingly. But 
 there Avere and are a much greater num- 
 ber believing, with Senator Clark, of New 
 Hampshire, who, in his review of the 
 astute South Carolinian's argiunent, re- 
 marked : " Cotton is King ! Sir, there is 
 another King besides Cotton — Humbug is 
 Kins I" 
 
 Which Side? 
 Walking one day on the beach at Birattz, 
 Louis Napoleon happened to meet an intel- 
 
 ^Tiieh Side? 
 
 ligent looking boy, about eight or nine years 
 old, who took off his hat as he passed. 
 The Emperor courteously returned the 
 
 salute, and said, "Are you English?" 
 "No," answered the boy, very quickly, 
 and drawing liimself up, " I'm American." 
 " Oh ! American, are you ? Well, tell me, 
 which are you for. North or South?" 
 " Well, father's for the North, I believe ; 
 but I am certainly for the South. For 
 which of them are you. Sir ? " The Em- 
 peror stroked his moustache, smiled, hesi- 
 tated a little, and then said, " I'm for both ! " 
 " For both, are you? Well, that's not so 
 easy, and it will please nobody ! " His 
 Majesty let the conversation drop and 
 walked on. 
 
 Diseases of the Brain and Heart. 
 
 In one of the upper townships of Ohio 
 were two farmers, their places being sep- 
 arated by a small creek. They were well- 
 to-do people, but diametrically opposed in 
 politics, and each noted for the zeal vdth 
 which he defended his sentiments, Mr. M. 
 being a straight uncompromising Union 
 man, and Mr. S. an anti-war Democrat. 
 Meeting a few days before the State elec- 
 tion, Mr. S. accosted liis neighbor, say- 
 ing: 
 
 " How is it, friend M., — I hear there is 
 a very prevalent disease on your side of the 
 creek ! " 
 
 "Ah!" said Mr. M., "what is the dis- 
 ease ? " 
 
 " N-i-g-g-e-r on the brain," replied Mr. 
 S. 
 
 " Well," said Mr. M., " that is a mere 
 trifle compared to the malady existing on 
 the other side." 
 
 " Indeed ! " exclaimed Mr. S., "and pray 
 what can that be ?" 
 
 " Treason on the heart ! " retorted M. 
 
 The conversation " took a turn." 
 
 Treason in an Unexpected Gluarter. 
 As one of the boats containuig Federal 
 prisoners was on its way to the point Avhere 
 an exchange was to be made, the rebel 
 Captain essayed a conversation Avith one 
 of the passengers on board, the circum- 
 stances and situation fumishine; the theme. 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 
 
 93 
 
 " I am a Northern man myself; my name 
 is Samuel Todd; I am Mrs. Lincoln's 
 brother," said the Captain. "And what 
 are you doing here ? " asked the passenger. 
 " Yes, Sir," he repeated, in a nuising man- 
 ner, " I am Mrs. Lincoln's brother. I was 
 
 Mrs. Lincoln. 
 
 born and brought up in the North ; but I 
 am into this thing on the Southern side, 
 and I mean to see it through." To this 
 the Captain received answer : " Now, you 
 know very well that the cause of the 
 Union, for Avhich the United States are 
 fighting, will be successful in the end, and 
 what in the w^orld are you doing down 
 here, fighting against the lawful govern- 
 ment of the Union — fighting against your 
 own historic flag, which you know has 
 been respected and honored by the civil- 
 ized world ? " This allusion to the Stars 
 and Stripes seemed to touch him ; but he 
 answered, " I came down here several 
 years ago, made some money, bought some 
 property, and my home and interest are 
 here. We consider that the Northern 
 people are encroaching on our rights, and 
 of course we feel bomid to protect them, 
 or die in the attempt." And yet, there 
 was no truer-hearted loyal woman, during 
 the war, than Mrs. Lincoln, whose mis- 
 guided brother w^as thus Avilling to " die in 
 the attempt" to destroy the best and most 
 benign government in the world. 
 
 Hatred of Southern Unionists to Southern 
 Rebels. 
 Li one of the tents of a Union Mary- 
 land regiment a man was found who had 
 been woimded in an engagement with a 
 rebel Maryland regiment, in which were 
 two of his cousins, "the same as brothers to 
 him — they had all gone to school together 
 and lived on the next farm to each other 
 all their lives, till the war broke out." 
 The Unionist was asked if it would not 
 have been very disagreeable to him if he 
 had learnt that either of them had been 
 shot by a bullet from him. " No," he an- 
 swered savagely, " I was on the lookout for 
 them all the time, so that I might aim at 
 them. I was hoping and praying all the 
 time that my shot might by chance reach 
 them. I would ask for nothing better 
 than to shoot them, or to stick them with 
 my bayonet — curse the traitors ! " When 
 thrown together on picket or in hospital, 
 the Yankee boys from Massachusetts or 
 Ohio, and the Johnnies from Alabama and 
 Mississippi were the best of friends ; but 
 the loyal Virginian scowled darkly on the 
 rebel Virginian, and the rebel Tennesseean 
 had only a curse for the loyal Tennesseean 
 — and so of the other border States. 
 
 " To the Manor Bom." 
 At one of the receptions at Secretary 
 Seward's, the dusky representative of 
 Haytien government was present as one 
 of the diplomatic corps. This distin- 
 guished colored gentleman figured con- 
 spicuously among the richly attired ladies 
 and official dignitaries in attendance ; but 
 at the refreshment table an awkward inci- 
 dent occurred in connection with him. 
 One of the representatives from Missouri, 
 upon reaching the table Avith a lady upon 
 his aiTB, observed a well dressed negro 
 helping the ladies to oysters, and suppos- 
 ing him to be one of the waiters, the Mis- 
 sourian, holding out his plate, directed the 
 supposed servant to " put some oysters on 
 that plate." The colored gentleman hes- 
 itated. The Missourian then became more 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE EEBELLION, 
 
 imperative, when the colored individual, 
 whom he addressed as " waiter " — looking 
 daggers at him — finally obeyed the order. 
 The incident was generally observed, and 
 the Missourian was soon after informed 
 that the colored personage whom he had 
 commanded as a servant and addressed as 
 " waiter," was " His Excellency " the Hay- 
 tien Minister. " I am very sorry for the 
 mistake," replied the gentleman from Mis- 
 souri ; " But as I own an hundred as good 
 looking negroes as he, I can not afford to 
 apologize for so natural a misconception 
 of his position." Such an occurrence 
 seems in keeping with the domination at 
 Washington which preceded the Rebellion, 
 but not subsequently. It may, however, 
 have taken place, and at all events illus- 
 trate the manner of those who are " to the 
 manor born." 
 
 "Welcome to the Troops at Port Royal. 
 
 Our troops at Port Royal were accom- 
 panied in their first reconnoissance into 
 the island by Dr. J. J. Craven, who re- 
 ported the negroes on the plantations 
 further inland as almost wild with delight 
 at the advent of our soldiers and the hasty 
 flight of their masters, which they described 
 with great gusto. Said one of them to 
 the Doctor : 
 
 " O, Lord ! massa, we're so glad to see 
 you. We'se prayed and prayed the good 
 Lord that he would send yer Yankees, 
 and we know'd you'se was coming." 
 
 " How could you know that ? " asked 
 Dr. Craven : " You can't read the paper ; 
 how did you get the news ? " 
 
 " No, massa, we'se can't read, but we'se 
 can listen. Massa and missus used to 
 read, and sometimes they'se would read 
 loud, and then we would listen so " (mak- 
 ing an expressive gesture indicative of 
 close attention at a key hole) ; " when I'se 
 get a chance I'se would list'n, and Jim, 
 him would list'n, and we put the bits 
 together, and we knowed the Yankees 
 were coming. Bress the Lord, massa." 
 
 Constructive Parole Rights. 
 A detective officer belonging to the 
 New York police force, named Hart, who 
 accompanied JVIrs. Anderson <3n her visit 
 to her husband at Fort Sumter, obtained 
 permission to remain there on condition 
 that he should not fight. He faithfully 
 observed his parole, but when the barracks 
 took fire, he exclaimed, " I didn't promise 
 not to fight fire ! " and devoted himself with 
 almost superhuman energy, to extinguish 
 the flames. With balls hissing and shells 
 bursting around him, he worked on un- 
 daunted, and could with the utmost difii- 
 culty be forced away from the burning 
 buildings, even when it was death to 
 remain. When the flag was shot down, 
 the Charlestonians concentrated their fire 
 vipon the flag staff, to prevent its being 
 replaced ; but unmindful of the shot, which 
 whizzed by him every second. Hart nailed 
 the Jlag to the wall, amid cheers from the 
 United States troops. 
 
 That Flag Presentation in New Orleans. 
 
 General Butler had a dandy regiment 
 in New Orleans — one a little nicer in 
 uniform and personal habits than any 
 other; and so ably commanded, that it had 
 not lost a man by disease since leaving 
 New England. One day the Colonel of 
 this fine regiment came to head-quarters, 
 wearmg the expression of a man who had 
 something exceedingly pleasant to commu- 
 nicate. It was just before the fourth of 
 July, and this is Mr. Parton's apt narra- 
 tion of what followed : 
 
 " General," said he " two young ladies 
 have been to me — beautiful girls — who 
 say they have made a set of colors for the 
 regiment, which they wish to present on 
 the fourth of July." 
 
 " But is their father willing ? " asked the 
 General, well knowing what it must cost 
 two young ladies of New Orleans, at that 
 ' early time, to range themselves so con- 
 spicuously on the side of the Union. 
 
 " Oh, yes," rephed the Colonel ; " their 
 father gave them the money, and \^'ill 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 95 
 
 attend at the ceremony. But have you 
 any objections ? " 
 
 " Not the least, if their father is willing." 
 
 " Will you ride out and review the regi- 
 ment on the occasion ? " 
 
 " With pleasure." 
 
 So, in the cool twilight of the evening 
 of the fourth, the General, in his best 
 uniform, with chapeau and feathers, worn 
 then for the first time in New Orleans, 
 reviewed the regiment amid a concourse 
 of spectators. One of the young ladies made 
 a pretty presentation speech, to which the 
 gallant Colonel handsomely replied. The 
 General made a brief address. It was a 
 gay and joyful scene ; everything passed 
 off with the highest eclat, and was chroni- 
 cled with all the due editorial flourish in 
 the Delta. 
 
 Subsequently, the yomig ladies ad- 
 dressed a note to the regiment, of Avliich 
 the foUomng is a copy : 
 
 New Orleans, July 5, 1862. 
 
 " Gentlemen : — We congratulate and 
 thank you all for the mamier in which you 
 have received our flag. We did not ex- 
 pect such a reception. We offered the 
 flag to you as a gift from our hearts, as a 
 reward to your noble conduct. Be assured, 
 gentlemen, that that day will be always 
 present in our minds, and that we will 
 never forget that we gave it to the bravest 
 of the brave ; but if ever danger threatens 
 your heads, rally imder that banner, call 
 again your courage to defend it, as you 
 have promised, and remember that those 
 from whom you received it will help you 
 by then' prayers to Avin the palms of 
 victory and triumph over your enemies. 
 We tender our thanks to General Butler 
 for lending his presence to the occasion, and 
 for his courtesies to us. May he continue 
 his noble work, and ere long may we be- 
 hold the Union victorious over hi« foes 
 and reunited throughout our great and 
 glorious country. Very respectfully." 
 
 A few days later, an officer of the regi- 
 ment came into the office of the command- 
 
 ing General, his countenance not clad in 
 smiles. He looked like a man who had 
 seen a ghost, or one who had suddenly 
 heard of some entirely crushing calamity. 
 
 " General," he gasped, " we have been 
 sold. They were negroes ! " 
 
 "What! Those lovely blondes, with 
 blue eyes and light hair ? Impossible !" 
 
 " General, it's as true as there's a heaven 
 above. The whole town is laughing at us." 
 
 " Well," said the General, " there's no 
 harm done. Say nothing about it. I 
 suppose we must keep it out of the papers, 
 and hush it up as well as we can." 
 
 They did not quite succeed m keeping 
 it out of the papers, for one of the "for- 
 eign neutrals " of the city sent an account 
 of the affair to the Coui'ier des Etats Unis, 
 in New York, with the inevitable French 
 decorations. 
 
 Origrinal Conspiracy to Assassinate "SILr. 
 Lincoln. 
 
 That Mr. Lincoln, the President-elect, 
 was to feel the sting of Southern steel — 
 as proclaimed by his political enemies — 
 on his way to Washington, to take the 
 oath of office, is now historical. A detect- 
 ive of great experience, who had been 
 employed by Mr. Lincohi's friends, dis- 
 covered a combination of men banded 
 together under a most solemn oath, to do 
 the deed of assassination. The leader of 
 the conspirators was an Italian refugee, a 
 barber, well knowTi in Baltimore, who 
 assumed the name of Orsini, as indicative 
 of the part he w^as to assume. 
 
 The assistants employed by the detect- 
 ive of this plot, who, like himself, were 
 strangers in Baltimore, by assuming to be 
 secessionists from Louisiana and other sece- 
 ding States, gained, the confidence of some 
 of the conspirators, and were thus intrusted 
 witli their plans. It was arranged, in case 
 Mr. Lincoln should pass safely over the 
 railroad to Baltimore, that the conspira- 
 tors should mingle with the crowd which 
 might surround his carriage, and by pre- 
 tending to be his friends, be enabled to 
 
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 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE EEBELLION, 
 
 approach his person, when, upon a signal 
 from their leader, some of them would 
 shoot at Mr. Lincoln with their pistols, 
 and others would throw hito his carriage 
 hand-grenades filled with detonating pow- 
 der, similar to those used in the attempted 
 assassination of the Emperor Louis Na- 
 poleon. It was also intended that in the 
 confusion which should result from tliis 
 attack, the assailants should escape to a 
 vessel which was waiting in the harbor to 
 receive them, and be carried to Mobile, in 
 the seceding State of Alabama. 
 
 Upon Mr. Lmcoln's arrival in Philadel- 
 phia, upon Thursday, February 21st, the 
 detective visited Philadelphia, and submit- 
 ted to certain friends of the President- 
 elect the mfomiation he had collected as 
 to the conspirators and their plans. An 
 interview was immediately arranged for 
 between Mr, Lincoln and the detective. 
 The mterview took place in Mr. Lincoln's 
 room, in the Continental Hotel, where he 
 was staymg. INIr. Lincoln, having heard 
 the officer's statement, replied : 
 
 " I have promised to raise the American 
 flag on Lidependence Hall to-morrow 
 morning — the morning of the anniversary 
 of Washington's birthday — and have ac- 
 cepted the invitation of the Pemisylvania 
 Legislature to be publicly received by that 
 body in the afternoon. Both of these en- 
 gagements I will keep if it costs me my 
 life. If, however, after I shall have con- 
 cluded these engagements, you can take 
 me in safety to Wasliington, I will place 
 myself at your disposal, and authorize you 
 to make such arrangements as you may 
 deem proper for that purpose." 
 
 On the next day he gallantly performed 
 the ceremony of raising the American 
 flag on Independence Hall; he then went 
 to Harrisburg, where he was formally 
 welcomed by the Legislature, and at six 
 o'clock in the evening he, in company with 
 Col. Lamon, quietly entered a carriage 
 without observation, and Avas driven to 
 the Pennsylvania railroad, where a special 
 train was waiting to take him to Philadel- 
 
 phia. On his departure, the telegraph 
 wires were cut, so that no communication 
 of his movements could be made. 
 
 The special train arrived in Philadel- 
 phia at a quarter to eleven at night. Here 
 he was met by the detective, who had a 
 carriage in readiness, mto which the party 
 entered, and were driven to the depot of 
 the Philadelphia, Wilmington and Balti- 
 more railroad. 
 
 They did not reach the depot until a 
 quarter past eleven; but fortunately for 
 them, the regular train, the hour of which 
 for starting was eleven, had been detamed. 
 The party then took berths in the sleeping 
 car, and without' change of cars passed 
 directly through to Washington, where 
 they arrived at the usual hour, half-past 
 six o'clock, on the morning of Saturday, 
 the 23d. Mr. Lincohx wore no disguise 
 Avhatever, but journeyed in an ordinary 
 travelino; di'ess. 
 
 Protection -under the Constitution. 
 
 Among the incidents attending the op- 
 erations of the celebrated Mackerelville 
 Brigade, at or near the seat of war, is the 
 following, recounted by the historiogra- 
 pher-extraordinary of the corps, 3Ir. 
 Kerr. It seems that just at the moment 
 when the Conic Section was proceeding to 
 make a "masterly movement," an aged 
 chap came dashing down from a First 
 Family country seat, near by, and says 
 he to the General of the Mackerel Brigade : 
 
 " I demand a guard for my premises 
 immediately. My wife," says he "\^dth 
 dignity, " has just been making a custard 
 pie for the sick Confederacies in the hos- 
 pital, and as she has just set it out to cool 
 near where my little boy shot one of your 
 vandals this morning, she is afraid it 
 might be taken by yoiu* thieving mudsills 
 when they come after the body. I, there- 
 fore, demand a guard for my premises in 
 the name of the Constitution of our fore- 
 fathers." 
 
 Here Capt. Bob Shorty stepped for- 
 ward, and says he : 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, J UDICI AL , ETC . 
 
 97 
 
 " What does the Constitution say about 
 custard pie, Mr. Davis ? " 
 
 The aged chap spat at him, and says 
 he: 
 
 " I claim protection under that clause 
 which refers to the pursuits of happiness. 
 Custard pies," says he reasoningly, " are 
 included in tlie pursuits of happmess." 
 
 " That's veiy true," says the General, 
 looking kindly over his fan at the venera- 
 ble petitioner. " Let a guard be detailed 
 to protect this good old man's premises. 
 We are fighting for the Constitution, not 
 against it." 
 
 A guard Avas detailed, with orders to 
 make no resistance if they were fired upon 
 occasionally from the wmdows of tlie 
 house ; and then Captain BroAAii pushed 
 forward with what was left of Company 
 S, to engage the Confederacy on the edge 
 of Duck Lake, supported by the Orange 
 County Howitzers. 
 
 Unacquainted with Politics. 
 
 No small pains were taken by certain 
 partisan leaders, wliile General Grant was 
 at Vicksburg, to inveigle him into some 
 debate, or the expression of some definite 
 idea or opinion relative to the state of the 
 various political parties of the comitry, 
 and theii' professed tenets. The General, 
 however, was not thus to be drawTi out. 
 He had never attached himself to any 
 mere partizan organization, and all the 
 various political issues or questions were, 
 to him, entirely subordinate to the great 
 and single object of crushing the rebellion. 
 
 While operating in the vicinity of Vicks- 
 burg, his professed political friends paid a 
 visit to his head-quarters, and after a short 
 time spent in compliments, they touched 
 upon the nevei'-ending subject of politics. 
 One of the party was in the midst of a 
 very flowery speech, using all his rhetor- 
 ical powers to induce the General, if pos- 
 sible, to view matters in the same liglit as 
 himself, when he was suddenly stopped 
 by Grant. 
 
 " There is no use of talking politics to 
 
 me. I know nothing about them, and, 
 furthermore, I do not know of any person 
 among my acquaintances who does. But," 
 continued he, "• there is one subject with 
 which I am perfectly acquainted ; talk of 
 that, and I am your man." 
 
 "What is that. General?" asked the 
 politicians, in gi-eat surprise. 
 
 " Tanning leather," was the reply. 
 ■ The subject was immediately changed. 
 
 Secesh Taming:. 
 
 War, like nearly every other sort of 
 human experience, has its comical side. 
 ' Old Ben Butler's ' management of New 
 Orleans was " as good as a play," — a spice 
 of humor in it, a certain apt felicitousness 
 in turning the tables, calculated to make 
 eren the victim smile while he yet winced. 
 
 It Avas the New Orleanaise who gave 
 the General his soubriquet of ' Picayune 
 Butler ' — that being the well known ap- 
 pellative of the colored barber m the base- 
 ment of the St. Charles. The fourpence 
 ha'penny epithet of coui'se implied howv 
 very cheap they held the commander at 
 Ship Island. The Yankee General fetched 
 up at the St. Charles. 'Twas empty and 
 barred. Where was the landlord ? Off. 
 The house must be opened. Impossible. 
 It shall be forced. Well, here are the 
 keys. So the first thing was to show he 
 could keep a hotel. 
 
 Next he sends word to the Mayor that 
 he must see him at his parlor. Back 
 comes word that His Honor does business 
 at the City Hall. Straight goes a per- 
 emptory message by an orderly, and Mayor 
 Monroe and a whole bevy of dignitaries 
 make their appearance, hats in hand. The 
 hotel-keeper is induced to draw it mild, 
 and arranges that the civil government of 
 the city shall remain m their hands on the 
 condition that all the police and sanitary 
 duties shall be faithfully performed. 
 
 For a little while matters go on 
 smoothly. But it soon became apparent 
 that the streets Avere neglected, as if on 
 purpose to invite Yellow Jack to come and 
 
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 make short work of the " Hessians," A 
 sharp word goes from the St. Charles to 
 the City Hall to start the hoes, and, at 
 a jump, the hoes were started. But it 
 went against the grain. The aldermen 
 could not sleep o'nights. Yellow Jack 
 out of the question, they . thought they 
 would try la belle France. So they passed 
 a resolution tendering the officers of the 
 French frigate Catmet the freedom and 
 hospitalities of the city. Up comes 
 word from the St. Charles that this sort 
 of thing don't answei' — that 'the free- 
 dom of a captured city by the captives 
 would merit letters patent for its novelty, 
 were there not doubts of its usefulness as 
 an ilivention, and that the tender of hospi- 
 talities by a government to which police 
 duties and sanitary regulations only are 
 intrusted is sinii^ly an invitation to the 
 calaboose or the sewer.' 
 
 The Avomen next bridle up. They are 
 not content Avith leavmg our quiet soldiers 
 to themselves, but must needs insult and 
 abuse them. The General determines 
 that this unfeminine practice, so provoca- 
 tive of ill blood, shall stop. He proclaims 
 that all women guilty of it shall be treated 
 as disorderly women. Thereupon Mayor 
 Monroe steps again upon the scene, and 
 as ' chief inagistrate of this city, chargea- 
 ble with its peace and dignity,' protests 
 agamst an order ' so extraordinary and 
 astonishing.' The immediate reply is that 
 "• John T. Monroe, late Mayor of the city 
 of New Orleans, is relieved from all re- 
 sponsibility for the peace of the city, and 
 committed to Fort Jackson until further 
 orders.' Straightway the Mayor hurries 
 down to the St. Charles, and makes a writ- 
 ten retraction, to wit : ' This communica- 
 tion having been sent mider a mistake of 
 fact, and being improper in language, I 
 desire to apologize for the same, and to 
 withdraw it.' The retraction is accepted, 
 and the Mayor retires ; but on the next 
 day, having been taken to task by his 
 clique, he again presents himself, Avith 
 several backers, to get a modification of 
 
 the ' woman order,' oi* to take back his 
 apology. He receives for reply, that a 
 modification is impossible, and with it an 
 argument from the good-natured General 
 shoAAong its propriety and necessity. The 
 Mayor boAvs, convinced, and leaves. Two 
 days afterwards again he comes doAATi with 
 his friends and insists upon having back 
 his apology. The General, being of a 
 yielding nature, politely hands it back, and, 
 at the same moment, gives an order com- 
 mitting the whole set to Fort Jackson, and 
 there they ruminated. 
 
 Romantic Adventure of a Tennessee Loy- 
 alist. 
 Of a similar character for boldness and 
 intrepidity to Parson BroAvnloAV, was 
 Hurst, the indomitable Unionist of Purdy, 
 Tennessee. On returning from West Ten- 
 nessee, to make his periodical report of 
 himself — being under heavy bonds to the 
 rebel poAvers to do so — and stopping at 
 his home, he had no sooner entered his 
 
 Komantic Adventure. 
 
 house than he Avas told to fly for his life, 
 as a ncAV accusation of being a traitor and 
 a spy had been made* against him by a 
 malicious old rebel neighbor. 
 
 He had barely time to make an appomt- 
 ment Avith a bound boy, Avho loA^ed him 
 more than he did his own father, to bring 
 a favorite horse — that somehow escaped 
 
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 the thieving confiscations of the rebels — 
 to the entrance of a certain alley in the 
 town. Scarcely had he made the arrange- 
 ment when a file of Confederate soldiers 
 was seen coming towards the house. He 
 slipped out at the back door, passed 
 tlirough a neighboring garden, and in a 
 minnte more Avas walking composedly 
 down the principal street of the town. 
 His bold and unconcerned appearance 
 created quite a stir in the town. Men 
 whispered together, and winked and wag- 
 ged their heads significantly, and now and 
 then Avould dart ofi" to give information to 
 the rebel guard, who were searching for 
 him. He knew his time was short, that 
 in a few minutes they Avould come in upon 
 him from all sides, and his chance for life 
 would not be Avorth a straAV. He quick- 
 ened his pace a little, and suddenly entered 
 an apothecary's shop ; dozens of men 
 were Avatching him, and said — 
 
 " NoAV he is trapped ; he'll be nabbed 
 as he comes out." 
 
 Hurst Avalked quickly through into the 
 back room, and called the proprietor in 
 after him. The apothecary entered smil- 
 ingly, thinking, doubtless, of hoAV soon he 
 should see his guest dancing iipon nothing 
 in the air. The moment he had entered. 
 Hurst grasped him suddenly by the throat, 
 and placing a pistol at his ear, told him 
 that if he attempted to raise the slightest 
 alann, and did not do exactly as he told 
 him, he AA^ould fire. 
 
 By this time a crowd had collected in 
 front of the shop, and as they could not 
 see Avhat Avas passing in the back room, 
 they AA'aited until the guard should come 
 up to arrest him. Hurst noAV opened the 
 back door, and looking up the alley, he 
 saAV the faithful boimd boy Avith the horse 
 standing partly concealed in the entrance 
 of the alley. He beckoned to the boy, 
 who quickly brought the horse to him. 
 He then tvuned to the trembling fellow, 
 and said — 
 
 " NoAV, sir, in the spot Avhere you stand, 
 the rifles of four of my faithful friends 
 
 are covering you — they are hid in places 
 that you -least suspect, and if you move 
 within the next ten minutes they Avill fire ; 
 but if you remain perfectly quiet they will 
 not harm you." 
 
 The apothecary had become so com- 
 pletely ' frickened,' as the Irish Avould say, 
 by the touch of cold steel at his ears, that 
 he did not recognize at once the improba- 
 bility of Hurst's story. In an instant 
 more. Hurst had put spurs to his horse, 
 and dashed out of the alley, leaving the 
 terrified 'pothecary gaping after him, and 
 the bound boy absolutely crying at his 
 master's danger, and in another instant 
 the rebel soldiers and the croAvd entered 
 the store, rushed through the back room 
 and out at the back door, just in tune to 
 see Hurst dashing out of the alley at full 
 speed. Horses Avithout number Avere at 
 once in requisition, but Hurst distanced 
 them all. He soon jomed the Union army, 
 and on its subsequent triumphant entry to 
 Nashville, Hurst Avas on hand Avith them, 
 naiA'ely remarking that he came so as to 
 '■'■defend his bondsmen from any damage 
 they might suffer hy his non-appearance^ 
 and 'report^ himself as he had agreed! " 
 
 Them and Theirs— not Us. 
 
 One of the most interesting cases among 
 the rebel prisoners at Camp Denison, Ohio, 
 was a Avounded youth, whose heart was eAa- 
 dently busy doing poetic justice to the Yan- 
 kees he had been taught to hate, though he 
 stiU was anxious about Southei'n rights. 
 Parson Clayton talked to him for some time 
 concerning religious matters, and the young 
 man at last broke in by saying, "We've 
 talked about religion long enough, now 
 let's talk politics." There Avas a peculiar 
 Southernism about his look and tone that 
 excited a smile all around. " Well," re- 
 plied Mr. Clayton, " I'm not much on pol- 
 itics ; I'd rather not talk about them — tell 
 me how you felt Avhen you were wounded." 
 He did so: 
 
 " Thought it Avould be a sharp pain, Sir, 
 but it wasn't. I was wounded in the legs, 
 
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 and it was just like my being knocked off 
 my pins by a strong blow from a log of 
 wood. Fell flat on my belly, and my 
 knees di-ew themselves up under my chin. 
 Made sure T was dead, but thought it 
 didn't make much dilFerence, for I saw our 
 men retreating, and knew that the Yan- 
 kees Avould get me and kill me sure ; al- 
 ways was told, Sir, the Yankees had horns. 
 Well, there I lay ; and up came a Colonel 
 leading his men — he was in front, Sir ; he 
 jumped down from his horse, and ran to 
 me drawing something from his belt, so I 
 gave up ; but it wasn't a pistol. Sir," (and 
 here the boy's eyes moistened) "it Avas a 
 canteen ! He put it to my lips, I drank. 
 He jumped on his horse again, and said, 
 'Charge, boys, they're fleeing!' Then 
 some soldiers on foot came toward me, 
 and I thought they're not all like that 
 officer, and I gave up again. But, Sir, they 
 said, ' Comrade, get up.' They lifted me up 
 and said, ' Put your arms around our necks, 
 and we'll lead you away from these bullets. 
 And these were the 'damned Yankees!' 
 I tell you, Sir, no man ever hugged his 
 sweetheart harder or more friendly than 
 I hugged those Yankees' necks." 
 
 After a few more remarks the youth 
 showed a determination to " talk politics," 
 and asked Mr. Clayton, " What are you 
 fightmg us for?" Mr. Clayton calmly, 
 and in good humor, gave him his ideas of 
 the issue, and in endmg asked him what 
 they were fighting for. " To hold prop- 
 erty. Sir," replied the youth, — " our slave 
 property." "How many slaves did you 
 have?" "None." "And you?" (to the 
 next) . " None." He then went around to 
 all the thirty-four rebels, and but one was 
 found who had owned a slave. "Now," 
 said Mr. Clayton, "where are the men 
 who have these slaves which they are so 
 afraid of losing?" Here a man named 
 INIcLellan, who soon afterwards died, raised 
 himself up on his cot, and stretching out 
 his thin hand said, m a sepulchral voice, 
 "They are at home enjoying themselves, 
 and have sent us to die for them and 
 
 theirs." And to this the echoes around 
 the room were, "That's so!" "That's 
 God's truth!" 
 
 Vice-President Hamlin a Private in Com- 
 pany A. 
 
 There was at Fort McClary, in Ports- 
 mouth harbor, New Hampshire, during 
 the dark days of the war, a soldier who 
 performed all the duties of a private in 
 the ranks and a guard, and was not even 
 clothed with the power of a fourth cor- 
 poral, — but who, in the event of the death 
 of President Lincoln, would at once have 
 become the commander-in-chief of the 
 army and navy of the United States. 
 And yet, with that necessary consciousness, 
 he was willing to place himself in the posi- 
 tion of a common soldier, share with them 
 in their messes, bear about his own tin 
 dipper, and reside in their barracks. This 
 was the position of the Hon. Hannibal 
 Hamlin, Vice-President of the United 
 States (and formerly Governor of Mame 
 and United States Senator), and private 
 in Company A, of the State Guard of 
 Bangor. Such may be said to be one of 
 the beauties of republicanism; but it re- 
 quires a sound-cored man thus to display 
 the most beautiful features of the sim- 
 plicity of our institutions- 
 
 Col. Polk, and Sanders, the Refugee. 
 
 Colonel William H. Polk, of Tennessee, 
 the well known scholar, politician and mt, 
 of Tennessee, had a plantation some forty 
 miles from Nashville, lived comfortably, 
 had a joke for every one. and was, withal, 
 a resolute man in his opinions. 
 
 A few days before the arrival of the U. S. 
 army at Nashville, in 1862, and, indeed, 
 before he heard of the fall of Fort Don- 
 elson, in going down the road from his 
 farm, he descried a fat, ragged, bushy-head- 
 ed, tangled-mustached, dilapidated-looking 
 creature, (something like an Italian organ- 
 grmder in distress,) so disguised in mud 
 as to be scarcely recognizable. What was 
 his surprise, on a nearer approach, to see 
 
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 that it was the redovibtable George N, 
 Sanders. 
 
 George had met the enemy and he was 
 theirs — not in person, but in feeling. His 
 heart was lost, liis breeches were ragged, 
 and his boots showed a set of fat, gouty 
 toes protruding from them. The better 
 part of him was gone, and gone a good 
 distance. 
 
 "In the name of God, George, is that 
 you?" said the ex-Congressman. 
 
 "Me!" said the immortal George: "I 
 wish it wasn't ; I wish I was anything but 
 me. But what is the news here — is there 
 any one running? They are all nuiiiing 
 back there," pointing over his shoulder 
 ^vith his thumb. 
 
 "Ko," said Mr. Polk, "not that I know 
 of. You needn't mind pulling up the seat 
 of your pantaloons. I'm not noticing. 
 What in are you doing here, look- 
 ing like a muddy Lazarus in the painted 
 cloth?" 
 
 " Bill," said George to the Tennesseean, 
 confidentially, and his tones would have 
 moved a heart of stone, " Bill, you always 
 was a friend of mine. I know'd you a 
 long while ago, and honored you — cuss 
 me if I didn't. I said you was a man 
 bovmd to rise. I told Jimmy Polk so; 
 me and Jimmy was familiar friends. I 
 intended to have got up a biographical 
 notice of you in the Democratic Review, 
 
 but that Corby stopped it. I'm glad 
 
 to see you; I'll swear I am." 
 
 " Of course, old fellow," said the chari- 
 table Teimesseean, riiore in pity of liis 
 tones than even of the flattering eloquence ; 
 "but what is the matter?" 
 
 "Matter!" said George; "the d d 
 
 Lincolnites have seized Bowling Green, 
 Fort Donelson, and have by this time ta- 
 ken Nashville. Why," continued he, in a 
 burst of confidence, "when I left, hacks 
 was worth $100 an hour, and, Polk, (in a 
 whisper,) I didn't have a cent." 
 
 The touching pathos of this last remai-k 
 was added to by the sincei'e vehemence 
 with which it was uttered, and the mute 
 
 eloquence with which he lifted up a ragged 
 flap in the rear of his person that some 
 envious rail or briar had torn from its 
 position of covering a glorious retreat. 
 
 "Not a d d cent," repeated he; 
 
 "and, Polk, I walked that hard-hearted 
 town up and down, all day, with bomb- 
 shells dropping on the street at every 
 lamp-post — I'll swear I did — trying to 
 borrow some money; and, Polk, do you 
 think, there wasn't a scomidi-el there would 
 lend anything, not even Harris, and he got 
 the money out of the banks, too ! " 
 
 "No," interjected Polk, who dropped in 
 a word occasionally, as a sort of encom'ager. 
 
 " Bill," repeated Sanders, " Bill, I said 
 you was a friend of mine — and a talented 
 one — always said so, Bill. I didn't have 
 a red, and I've walked forty-five miles in 
 the last day, by the mile-stones, and I 
 ha\Ti't had anything to buy a bit to eat ; 
 and," he added, Avith impassioned elo- 
 quence," what is a cussed sight worse, not 
 a single di'op to drink." 
 
 This is complete. It is unnecessary to 
 tell how the gallant and clever Tennes- 
 seean took the wayfarer home, gave him. 
 numerous, if not innumerable drinks, and 
 filled him with fruits of the gardens and 
 flesh of the flocks. 
 
 TJnfortunate Absence at the Sieg-e of Fort 
 Sumter. 
 
 On the news of the fall of Sumter, the 
 fires of patriotic enthusiasm were kindled 
 throughout all the loyal States. In one of 
 the small toAvns of Western Pemisylvania 
 the excitement became intense — patriotic 
 speeches were made, companies for the war 
 speedily formed, etc., etc. It was at this 
 time, when the public excitement was at 
 its height, that there was a flag-raising at 
 
 a school-house two miles from A , the 
 
 orator of the occasion being a young col- 
 legiate, fresh from his Alma Mater. After 
 the speech had been made a sheet of fools- 
 cap was produced, and twelve big, noble- 
 lookuig fellows walked boldly up and en- 
 rolled their names among the brave de- 
 
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 fenders of their country. As each man 
 put his name upon the paper he was 
 greeted by three lusty cheers and the 
 rolling of the drum. Finally, when the 
 twelve recruits had taken their seats, and 
 no one seemed to manifest any inclination 
 of following their example of enlistmg, a 
 young man was called upon to speak. He 
 was a strong, dashing, dark-eyed youth, 
 and evidently much excited. He seemed 
 determined, however, to acquit himself 
 with applause, and be spread out accord- 
 ingly. 
 
 After stating numerous, and, as he ur- 
 ged, strong reasons for not going to the 
 war himself — that ' he couldn't leave his 
 business' — 'would go if they couldn't get 
 along without him' — 'if he found it to 
 be his duty,' etc., he waxed warm. He 
 glowed in his overflowing patriotism, and 
 having depicted in flaming colors the out- 
 rage practiced on our flag by the rebels, 
 he closed his impressive speech with, in 
 effect, the folio wino-: 
 
 have — gentlemen — desired it to remain/" 
 The absence of this patriotic orator at the 
 siege of Sumter must, of course, have 
 been the cause of its unfortunate surren- 
 der. Edmund Ruffin, the hoary traitor, 
 Avho fired the first shot at Sumter, should 
 have had a clinch at that tonguy and soft- 
 pated orator. The odds would have been 
 of little account, which of the two went 
 do"\vn. 
 
 Edmund RufSn. 
 
 "Gentlemen! do you know what I'd 
 have done had I been down there when 
 that glorious flag was torn by these trait- 
 ors from its lofty height? I would have 
 snatched it from their bloody hands — I 
 would have mounted the flag-staff — and, 
 regardless of the hail of bullets that might 
 have stormed around me, I would have 
 nailed it there — ay ! with my own hands 
 would I have nailed it there ! and have — 
 
 Application of the Term "Contraband" by 
 Greneral Butler. 
 
 The rebel Colonel Mallory had the mis- 
 fortune to lose some of his ' servants,' who 
 used their legs to convey themselves from 
 the custody of their master. Though a 
 traitor to his country. Col. M. had the 
 audacity to go with a flag of truce to For- 
 tress Monroe and demand of Ins old polit- 
 ical friend, Butler, the delivering up of 
 said escaped servants, under the Fugitive 
 Slave Law. 
 
 "You hold. Colonel Mallory, do you 
 not," said General Butler, "that negro 
 slaves are property; and that Virginia is 
 no longer a part of the United States." 
 
 "I do. Sir." 
 
 " You are a lawyer, Sir," Gen. Butler 
 replied, "and I ask you, if you claim that 
 the Fugitive Slave Act of the United 
 States is binding in a foreign nation? 
 And if a foreign nation uses this kind of 
 property to destroy the lives and property 
 of citizens of the United States, if that 
 species of property ought not to be re- 
 garded as contraba)id?" 
 
 Such was the origin of the term con- 
 traband, as applied to fugitive slaves, and 
 its acceptance became at once universal. 
 
 — « — ■• — 
 
 "Newport News." 
 
 The operations of the two great armies, 
 from time to time, at "Newport News 
 Point," have given that place quite a 
 celebrity in military annals, and its pecu- 
 liar name has given rise to much curiosity 
 as to how it could have originated. In 
 reference to this, it appears that the early 
 colony on James river was at one time 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 103 
 
 reduced to a straightened condition, and 
 some of its members started down the 
 James river, \\dth the intention of pro- 
 ceeding to England. They reached the 
 bend in the river which has since become 
 an object of so much interest, and paused 
 for some days. When they were about 
 to set sail, they saw a ship coming up the 
 roads, bearing the British ensign. They 
 delayed till it should arrive. It proved 
 to be Lord Newport's ship, with his lord- 
 ship on board, who brought the intelli- 
 gence that the ship which the colony had 
 long before dispatched to England for sup- 
 plies, and which was many months over- 
 due, was near at hand, bringing much 
 needed relief. Meantime, his lordship 
 distributed provisions among the colonists, 
 who, from these circumstances, named the 
 place "Newport News," on account of the 
 good tidings which his lordship brought 
 to them. 
 
 Tigers and Treason. 
 
 Colonel Boemstein, a German com- 
 mander at the West, became somewhat 
 noted for his logical method of dealing 
 with traitors. While holding possession 
 of Jefferson City, Missouri, his patriotic 
 and magisterial traits were made conspic- 
 uous by not a few well-remembered cases 
 of summary discipline. One day he heard 
 of a desperado being in toAvn, from Clark 
 township, who had led a company of dis- 
 iniionists known and dreaded as the ".Ti- 
 gers." • _ _ 
 
 "If anybodies vill make ze affidavit," 
 said Colonel B., "I vill arrest him if he 
 iaph a tiger. I don't believe in tigers ; zey 
 d d humbugs!" 
 
 Some one inquired of the Colonel how 
 long he should remain in that place. 
 With a French shrvig of the shouldez', he 
 replied : 
 
 " I don't know — perhaps a year ; so long 
 as the Governor chooses to stay away; 
 I am Governor now, you see, 'till he come 
 back." 
 
 His notions of freedom of speech and 
 7 
 
 the presSj he gave expi*ession to as fol- 
 lows : 
 
 "All people zall speak vat dey tink — 
 write vat dey pleaze, and be free to do 
 any tink dey pleazhe — only dey zall speak 
 and write no treason!" 
 
 Gould, the Hero of Corinth. 
 In the heat of the conflict, the Ninth 
 Texas regiment bore doAvn upon the left 
 centre of the Twenty-Seventh Ohio reg- 
 iment, with their battle flag at the head 
 of the column, when Orrin B. Gould, a 
 private of Company G. shot down the 
 color-bearer and rushed forward for the 
 rebel flag. A rebel officer shouted to his 
 men to "save the colors!" and, at the same 
 moment, put a bullet into the breast of 
 Gould. But the young hero was not to 
 be intimidated. With his flag-staff in his 
 hand, and the bidlet in his breast, he re- 
 turned to his regiment, waving the former 
 defiantly in the faces of the enemy. After 
 the battle, on visiting the hospitals. Col- 
 onel Fidler of the Twenty- Seventh Ohio, 
 (commanding first brigade, second divis- 
 ion) found young Gould stretched upon a 
 cot, apparently in great pain. Upon see- 
 ing him, his 'face became radiant, and, 
 pointing to his wound, he said, " Colonel, 
 I don't' care for this, since I got their 
 flag!" ■' 
 
 John Bell's Tennessee Iron Works. 
 
 On the evening of Feb. 16th, 1862, 
 Commodore Foote sent the gun-boat St. 
 Louis on a recomioitreing expedition to- 
 Avards Clarksville, Tenn. Six miles above 
 Dover, they came in sight of the Tennes- 
 see Iron Works, an extensive establish- 
 ment OAvned by Hon. John Bell, ^\ 
 Lewis, and others. Not a person was in 
 sight, and to ascertain if anybody was at 
 home, a shell was thrown at a high eleva- 
 tion, and burst directly over the establish- 
 ment, too high to do any damage. It had 
 the desired effect — the workmen streamed 
 out of their hive like a swarm of bees. 
 
 It having been reported that the mill 
 
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 had been engaged extensively in tlie man- 
 ufacture of iron plates for rebel gunboats, 
 officer Johnson, of the St. Louis, was sent 
 ashore to find the proprietors and inquire 
 about it. He found Mr. Lewis, who at 
 once presented himself as the proprietor, 
 and in response to the officer's inquiries, 
 stated that the mill had been occupied 
 lately in the manufacture of a good deal 
 of iron of various patterns; but it had 
 been done for contractors and other indi- 
 viduals, and not directly for the rebel 
 ' Government.' 
 
 Mr. Lewis was asked if he did not 
 know from the pattern of the iron that it 
 was for war purposes. He said that a 
 good deal of it had been square ii'on, 
 which he supposed was for wagon axles, 
 and a considerable part had been heavy 
 plates which might be for gmiboats. He 
 stated that he had been a strong and de- 
 cided Union man as long as he could be 
 with safety from mobs, which threatened 
 his person and property, and likewise ap- 
 plied the rather doubtful assertion to Mr. 
 Bell. He was asked why he did not de- 
 cline orders for making war materials, as 
 Mr. Hinman — proj^rietor of the Cumber- 
 land Iron Works, lower do^vn the river — 
 had done; to which his reply was, that 
 Mr. Hinman was in Kentucky, which did 
 not secede, while he was in Tennessee, 
 and above the fortification of Donelson, 
 which was erected in May, thus shutting 
 up the Cumberland river at the Temiessee 
 Ime. 
 
 Li view of the inevitable fact that the 
 works had been engaged in making and 
 furnishing materials of war to the rebels. 
 Commodore Foote considered it his duty 
 to disable them, not knowing then that the 
 Union lines would soon embrace them, and 
 the river beyond, to Clarksville. He in- 
 formed JVIr. Lewis that this would be ne- 
 cessary and also that he must require him 
 to go on board as a prisoner. An attempt 
 was first made to disable the machinery 
 of the establishment, the desire being not 
 
 to utterly destroy the property if it could 
 be avoided. But the machinery was so 
 heavy that no means could be found of 
 confining powder sufficient to blow it up. 
 It was, therefore, set on fire and consumed. 
 When Mr. Lewis beheld his property in 
 flames, he said — 
 
 " I hope that my private residence will 
 be spared." 
 
 "Sir," said the noble Commodore, "we 
 came not to destroy any particle of your 
 property which has not been used in the 
 carrying on of this most unnatural war 
 asrainst the Government." 
 
 Other Side of the Case. 
 
 A New York journal in one of its is- 
 sues published the opinions of respectable 
 colored people, favoring the President's 
 Emancipation Proclamation. In the af- 
 ternoon the reporter met a weU-known 
 colored man, named Cooley, who white- 
 washes for a living, and is generally found 
 about Ann street. The reporter said : 
 
 "Well, Cooley, what do you think of 
 the Proclamation?" 
 
 Cooley — " The worse thing for 
 
 the black man that ever was done." 
 'Reporter-— "Why?" 
 
 Cooley — (coming close up, and in a 
 mysterious whisper,) — " There's too many 
 niggers starving here now. By'-n-bye 
 these fellows will come down on us from 
 the South, and drive us out, for then I tell 
 you, then there would not be a place where 
 a decent colored man can put down his 
 
 foot ! Mark my words ! " 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Another of the Uncle Toms. 
 During the secession conflict in Ken- 
 tucky, a Union gentleman on the other 
 side of Green River had his attention at- 
 tracted, one morning, to a little group com- 
 ing up the hill. First were two intelligent 
 looking contrabands, next, a little ' go-cart,' 
 drawn by a mule, in which was a female 
 slave and about a dozen little negi'oes, 
 carefully wrapped in sundry and divers 
 coats. An Uncle Tom sort of a chap, 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 m 
 
 with a JVIiss Dinah, brought up the rear. 
 "As they came by," says the gentleman, 
 " I addressed Tom.' 
 
 "Well, Uncle, where did your party 
 come from?" 
 
 " We's from de town, dar, sah." 
 "And where are you going?" 
 " Gwine home, sah." 
 "Then you do not live in the village?" 
 "No; we lib right ober yonder, 'bout a 
 mile : de secesh draw us from home." 
 
 " Ah ! well now stop a minute, and tell 
 me all about it." 
 
 "Dat I do, sure, massa. Jim (to the 
 other leader of the mule-cart,) you go on 
 wid the wagon, an I kotch you fore you 
 gits home. Now, I tells you, massa, all 
 'bout um. My massa am Union, an' so 
 is all de niggers. Yesterday, massa war 
 away in de town, an' de first ting we know, 
 'long come two or free hundred ob dem 
 seceshers, on bosses, an' lookia' like cut- 
 froats. Golly, but de gals wor scared. 
 Jus' back ob us war de Union sogers — 
 God bress (reverentially,) for dey keep de 
 secesh from killin' nigger. De gals know 
 dat, an' when dey see de secesh comin' 
 dey pitch de Uttle nigger in de go-cart, an' 
 den we all broke for de Union sogers." 
 
 '•So you are not afraid of the Union 
 soldiers ? " 
 
 " God bress you. massa, nebber. Nig- 
 ger gits ahind dem Union sojers, secesh 
 nebber gits um. Secesh steal nigger — 
 Union man nebber steal um. Dat's a fac, 
 massa." 
 
 And with a chuckling smile on his face, 
 the clever old darkey bade good morning, 
 and trotted on after the go-cart. 
 
 On the Boad to Dixie. 
 
 When Mr. Vallandigham was being con- 
 ducted to his Southern friends, by order 
 of the United States government, because 
 of his treasonable utterances, a halt was 
 made by the escort, on nearing the out 
 posts, for rest and refreshment. After an 
 hour passed in conversation there was an 
 effort made to obtain a little sleep, and 
 
 Mr. Vallandigham himself had just' fallen 
 into a doze, when Colonel McKibben 
 waked him, informing him that it was 
 daylight, and timft to move. S6me poet- 
 ical remark had been made about the 
 morning. Mr. Vallandigham hereupon 
 raised' himself upon his elbow, and said, 
 dramatically, 
 
 ' Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day 
 Stands tip-toe on the mountain tops.' 
 
 He had evidently forgotten the remain- 
 ing line of the quotation; but it seemed 
 so applicable to liis o^vn case, in view of 
 the wrathful feeluag of the soldiers to- 
 ward him, that some one near by could 
 not forbear adding aloud, 
 
 ' I must be gone and live, or stay and die.' 
 
 The extreme appositeness of this quo- 
 tation startled every one who heard it, 
 including Mr. Vallandigham himself. 
 
 Good Charlie, the Union Guide. 
 
 A Union man named Smith had resided 
 about six miles from Fayetteville, Arkan- 
 sas, the owner of a tract of six hundred 
 acres of land, with comfortable dwelling, 
 stock, etc. Obnoxious to the secessionists, 
 his property was plundered by their for- 
 aging and other parties durmg the winter, 
 his place being only about a mile from 
 McCulJoch's head-quarters. The family 
 consisted of Mr. Smith, his wife and child, 
 his mother-in-law, and also his brother-in- 
 law, James Watkins and wife, married 
 only about a year previously. Besides 
 these, Charlie, the slave of Mr. Smith. 
 
 Upon news of the approach of Curtis's 
 forces to Springfield, the secessionists bp- 
 gan pursuing all the Union men to ha 
 them, and Smith and "Watkins fled, hopi 
 to make their way to some of the Un 
 camps. The women thus left behind, 
 ing in fear of outrage and torture on tl: 
 husbands' account — ^if not death — depar : ■ i 
 from their home on the night of Feb. i ' 
 with Charlie as their guide and protec 
 leaving the aged mother and child, who 
 were unable to move. _ On foot they wend- 
 ed their way, sleeping what they did sleep 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 in the open air, upon such straw or htter 
 as Charlie could gather for them, and cov- 
 ered by the single blanket which he car- 
 ried, — subsisting on th« food which he 
 had stowed in a pair of saddle-bags. He 
 would have been seized as marketable 
 property belonging to a Union man, and 
 the women regarded their own jeopardy 
 as something more than that of their 
 lives, if met or caught by the secessionists. 
 They traveled about eight miles. the first 
 day — the women being feeble, and one of 
 them in a delicate situation, — fording 
 creeks, and avoiding the traveled roads. 
 
 On one occasion, crossing a creek upon 
 a log, one of the ladies fell in, and was 
 with difficulty extricated by Charlie, who, 
 as he said, " cooned it on de log," so that 
 his mistress got hold of him, and when 
 she reached the bank he pulled her out. 
 Thus for nearly a week, foot-sore and 
 with short and painful journeys, having no 
 shelter, and not seeing a fire, subsisting on 
 the scant provision which Charlie carried, 
 they slowly made their way until they first 
 met the advance guard of the Union forces 
 at Mudtown. Here the ladies were at 
 once cared for by the Colonel, Avhile Char- 
 lie was taken some miles on horseback to 
 "Mister Sigel," who examuied him at 
 great length, as a General knows how, 
 comparing his stoi-ies with his own maps 
 of the country. He was satisfied of Char- 
 lie's truthfulness, and gave him a pass for 
 himself and the two ladies. He was right- 
 ly termed " good Charlie." 
 
 Be Hising to Volunteer in the Rebel Army. 
 
 a the same prison with Parson Brown- 
 
 ■■ and other Unionists m Tennessee, was 
 
 inerable clergyman named Cate, and 
 
 hree sons. One of them, James Mad- 
 
 Cate, a most exemplary and worthy 
 
 1 iber of the Baptist church, was there 
 laving committed no other crime than 
 of refusing to volunteer in the rebel 
 y. He lay sti'etched at full length 
 1 the floor, with one thickness of a 
 
 pie<;e of carpet under him, and an old 
 
 overcoat doubled up for a piUow, — and he 
 in the agonies of death. His wife came 
 to visit him, bringing her youngest child, 
 which was but a babe. They were re- 
 fused admittance. Parson Bro^vnlow here 
 put his head out of the jail window, and 
 entreated them, for God's sake, to let the 
 poor woman come m, as her husband was 
 dying. The jailer at last consented that 
 she might see him for the limited time of 
 fifteen mmutes. As she came in, and 
 
 Refusing to Volunteer 
 
 looked upon her husband's wan and ema- 
 ciated face, and saw how rapidly he was 
 sinking, she gave evident signs of faintuig, 
 and Avould have fallen to the floor with 
 the babe in her arms, had not Parson B. 
 rushed up to her and seized the babe. 
 Then she sank down upon the breast of 
 her dying husband, unable to speak. 
 When the fifteen minutes had expired, the 
 officer came in, and in an insulting and 
 peremptory manner, notified her that the 
 interview Avas to close. 
 
 Entombment cf a Virginia Loya 
 INIr. John A. Ford, a respectabt^ mer- 
 chant of Petei-sburg, Va., having expressed 
 a wish that the Boston troops had kilkd 
 " fourteen or fifteen hundred *' of the mob 
 
PATEIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 
 
 107 
 
 In Baltimore, instead of " fourteen or fif- 
 teen," was soon after waited on by an ex- 
 cited crowd of people, who demanded to 
 know if he had used- this language. He 
 replied in the affirmative, whereupon a cry- 
 was raised of " shoot him ! hang him ! kill 
 him ! " and demonstrations were made to 
 carry out the demand of the excited mob. 
 
 Meantime, however, it had become 
 quite dark, of Avhich some friends of Mr. 
 Ford, fellow members of a Masonic Lodge, 
 took advantage, in dragging Mr. Ford out 
 into an open store, thi'ough which he was 
 urged into an alley-way in the rear, while 
 the crowd in the street who had lost sight 
 of liim, were clamorously in search. A 
 friend and Masonic brother accompanied 
 him rapidly through the alley, and con- 
 ducted him to the only place of safety 
 which probably could have concealed him 
 — a tomb in his family burial ground ! 
 
 Taking the key from the vault hastily 
 from his pocket he opened it, urged Mr. 
 Ford in among the coffins, locked the door 
 upon him, and quickly disappeared. That 
 night and the following day every place 
 and by-place in the town was ransacked 
 in the eager search of the mob for the 
 victim who had so terribly and so narrow- 
 ly escaped their clutches. They finally 
 concluded that he had been spirited away, 
 and relaxed their vigilance. Meantime 
 Mr. Ford remained undisturbed, with 
 darkness and the dead. There were sev- 
 eral bodies deposited there — far less feared, 
 however, by him than the living. 
 
 At three o'clock the following Monday 
 morning, the train was to leave for Rich- 
 mond. At an earlier hour, Mr. Ford's 
 protector and friend came to deliver his 
 friend from the charnel house, where, for 
 two nights and a day, he had fasted with 
 the dead. He was faint and weak from 
 exhaustion, but the emergency lent him 
 strenf^. While his friend went for his 
 daughter, a litle girl seven years of age, 
 Mr. Ford wended his way cautiously and 
 alone to the depot. Here they met again, 
 and when the train rolled out of the sta- 
 
 tion on its way north, Mr. Ford sat on 
 one of the car seats, -with his child 
 wrapped closely in his arms. Arriving at 
 Richmond, he attempted to procure a 
 ticket, but was told that no passenger 
 could leave for the North, unless exhibit- 
 ing a pass from Governor Letcher. With 
 many misgivings, Mr. Ford (it was still 
 eai'ly in the morning,) wended his way to 
 the executive mansion. He represented 
 to the Governor that his business called 
 him out of the State, and desired creden- 
 tials which would enable him to continue 
 the journey. Mr. Letcher asked no ques- 
 tions, but promptly made out the papers 
 and handed them to him, by the aid of 
 which he in due time arrived in Wash- 
 ington. 
 
 Unwilling' to Forfeit his Eight to Escape. 
 
 One of the prisoners at Fort Warren, 
 Boston, managed to escape about the time 
 he was sent there from Fort Lafayette. 
 He then enlisted in the navy imder an 
 assumed name, in the hopes of being 
 placed upon a vessel from which he could 
 escape, and join his friends at the South. 
 Finding that his chances of success in this 
 project were small, and not Avishing to 
 serve against the Confederate States, he 
 revealed his true name, and the fact that 
 he had escaped from custody, whereupon 
 he was sent to Fort Warren. Col. Dim- 
 mick, of that institution, had an interview 
 with him, and told him that he might have 
 the same privileges as the other prisoners, 
 if he would give his parole of honor not 
 to attempt to escape again. The man 
 hesitated a moment, and then frankly re- 
 plied : 
 
 " No, Colonel, I cannot do it ; if I make 
 the promise I shall feel bound by it ; but 
 really, I cannot consent to give up the 
 right to escape if an opportmiity occurs." 
 
 The Colonel told the man that if he did 
 not give his parole, he should put him 
 where escape would be impossible, but he 
 remained spunky, and was placed m close 
 confinement. 
 
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 ^ Left to Dine Alone. 
 
 A person from Baltimore, temporarily 
 a resident in the city of Boston, invited 
 five of his friends to dine at the house of a 
 female relation, — wliich invitation was duly 
 accepted. On going to the dinner table, the 
 party found the rebel flag topping a piece 
 of ornamental pastry, in the centre of the 
 festive board. The insult was at once no- 
 ticed by the guests, before they were 
 seated, and, as it appeared, by all of them 
 nearly at the same moment. Not a word 
 was spoken, but every man left as by a 
 mutual impulse, and the Baltimore seces- 
 sionist had to dme alone. Next morning 
 he was waited upon for an explanation of 
 his misconduct, but his discretion had 
 prompted him to take the first westward 
 train for home. 
 
 Circumstances alter Principles. 
 
 An anecdote is told of a Union ofiicer, 
 by Prentice, which is somewhat illustra- 
 tive of the fact that circumstances not 
 only alter cases but principles also. The 
 gentleman in question was a violent Re- 
 publican, and both before and after going 
 into the army opposed, with aU the zeal 
 and abihty of which he was capable, the 
 Crittenden Compromise. At the battle 
 of Chickamauga, when our routed wing 
 was falling back in great disorder, and the 
 mass of the enemy pushing forward with 
 a shower of shell, grape, canister and 
 musketry, this officer, who was in the 
 midst of the deadly torrent, and who stut- 
 tered somewhat in his speech, turned to a 
 fellow-soldier and said : 
 
 " G-g-g-george, if G-g'-g-govemor Crit- 
 tenden were to r-r-r-rise up now f-f-f-from 
 his g-g-g-rave, and offer me the C-c-c-crit- 
 
 tenden com-com-compromise, by I 
 
 would take it ! " 
 
 Old Cotton Beard and his Girls. 
 Among those who took the oath of al- 
 legiance to the United States Government, 
 
 may be named Mr. V. B. Marmillon, one 
 of the richest and most extensive sugar 
 planters in the whole valley of the Mis- 
 sissippi. He refused, however, to work 
 his plantation, unless he could have his 
 own negroes returned to him. He had 
 about fifteen hundi-ed acres of cane under 
 cultivation, but his whole family of plan- 
 tation hands left him and went to New 
 Orleans, reporting themselves to the Union 
 officer. Among them coidd be found 
 every species of mechanic and artisan. 
 They were called up and infomied that 
 the Government had taken possession of 
 their old master's crop, and that they were 
 needed to take it off", and would be paid 
 for their labor. All consented to return ; 
 but next morning, when the time came 
 for their departure, not one of them would 
 go. One of them said : " I will go any- 
 where else to work, but you may shoot 
 me before I will return to the old planta- 
 tion." It was afterwards ascertained that 
 Marmillon, whom they called " Old Cotton 
 Beard," had boasted in the presence of 
 two colored girls, house servants, how he 
 would serve the hands when he once 
 more had them in his power. These girls 
 had walked more than thirty miles in the 
 night, with all the risks of personal safety 
 staring them m the face, to bring the in- 
 formation to their friends. The hands 
 were set to work elsewhere. 
 
 Conciliatory Mesraerism. 
 General Garfield aptly illustrated, by 
 the following quotation from an old Eng- 
 lish nursery rhyme, the pohcy of those 
 extra-bleached and super-superior patriots 
 who sought to put doAvn the rebellion 
 with conciliatory mesmerism : 
 
 " Tliere was an oldman who said, how 
 Shall I flee from this horrible cow ? jf 
 
 I will sit on the stile 
 
 And continue to smile, 
 Which may soften the heart of this cow." 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 
 
 109 
 
 Circulation of XTnion Proclamations in South 
 Carolina. 
 
 Lieutenant Magner, of General Sher- 
 man's staff, accompanied by Dr. Bacon, of 
 the Seventh Coimecticut, was detailed by- 
 General Sherman to perform the rather 
 delicate duty of conveying to the rebels, 
 under a flag of truce, his proclamation, 
 which was addressed to the loyal citizens 
 of South Carolina, invitmg them to return 
 to their homes and promising them protec- 
 tion. The bearers were placed ashore in 
 the cutter, under a flag of truce, accompa- 
 nied by a negro, who was picked up while as- 
 cendmg the river, and who, being acquaint- 
 ed with the country, was to act as guide. 
 Mules were found, and, led by the negro, 
 they proceeded into the country, and after 
 penetrating about ten miles they were met 
 by a Rev. Mr. Walker, a Baptist clergy- 
 man, formerly of Beaufort. To their in- 
 quiries, Avhether there wei*e any I'ebel camps 
 in the vicinity, he informed them that the 
 camps they were looking after were a 
 immber of miles on, and advised them not 
 to proceed further, as he did not deem it 
 prudent or safe. They were not quite 
 satisfied, however, with the information he 
 gave, as his conduct was somewhat suspi- 
 cious, and they mquired of the negro 
 guide as to the distance. He informed 
 them that it was about half a mile further 
 on. They concluded to proceed. They 
 liad continued about half a mile further 
 on, when they were met by two rebel ofii- 
 cers, one of whom bore a white handker- 
 chief on an oar, which he had brought 
 from a small boat in a creek near by, in 
 which they had evidently come. They 
 proved to be a First Lieutenant and a 
 Second Lieutenant from a Charleston 
 company. 
 
 The object of the mission was explained 
 by the bearers of the flag, and they were 
 politely informed that there were no " loyal 
 citizens", m South Carolina, and that their 
 mission was fruitless. The business being 
 completed, a luncheon was partaken of, 
 which was furnished by the bearer of the 
 
 flag ; the mules were fed by order of the 
 rebel ofiicers. During the lunch, Lieuten- 
 ant Barnwell, one of the scions of the 
 aristocratic stock of South Carolma, made 
 his appearance and joined the company. 
 He was excessively haughty and distant 
 in his demeanor, and appeared to regard 
 himself as one of the most important per- 
 sonages the world had yet produced. 
 During the conversation he haughtily and 
 impertmently inquired : 
 
 " Have you permission, sirs, to return ? " 
 
 Naturally enough the question was re- 
 garded as insulting, and Dr. Bacon quietly 
 replied : 
 
 "I have already communicated with 
 your superior officer." 
 
 This sarcastically worded reply effectu- 
 ally squelched the upstart, and he sub- 
 sided immediately thereafter. 
 
 Letting' them Judge by the Tunes. 
 
 A good story is told of an old patriot 
 who was employed at the Kentucky Mili- 
 tary Institute as a fifer. The old fellow 
 had served in the Northwest, in the sec- 
 ond war with Great Britain, taking a part 
 in the battle of the Thames and other 
 fights. During the secession tornado which 
 at first swept over Kentucky, the cadets 
 at the Institute, becoming affected witli 
 the fever, talked pretty severely against 
 those devoted to the stars and stripes. 
 Our old veteran listened, but said nothing. 
 One evening he went mto a room, and was 
 observed to be in something of a passion. 
 He paced backward and forward, saying 
 nothing, and refusing to answer all ques- 
 tions. At last he pulled out his fife, and, 
 sitting down, sent forth Yankee Doodle 
 with its shrillest strains. Then he played 
 Hail Columbia, and then The Star Span- 
 gled Banner, until the whole premises 
 were made alive to the jubilant sounds, — 
 the tears meanwhile rolling down his aged 
 and weather-beaten cheeks. Concluding 
 the last named exhilaratmg melody he 
 jumped to his feet, and exclaimed : " Now, 
 
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 'em, I guess they know "which side 
 
 ,1" 
 
 Old Hickory's Three Swords and Three 
 Injunctions. 
 
 Among the multiplied testunonials that 
 
 honored the glorious career, civil and mili- 
 
 « tary, of Andrew Jackson, were the three 
 magnificent swords presented to him — one 
 by the State of Tennessee, another by the 
 citizens of Philadelphia, and a third by 
 the riflemen of New Orleans. By his 
 will the General bequeathed the first of 
 these swords to his nephew and adopted 
 
 • son, Andrew Jackson Donelson ; the sec- 
 
 Jackpon 
 
 ond to his grandson, Andrew Jackson ; 
 and the third to his grand-nephew, Andrew 
 Jackson Coflfee. The clause relative to 
 the first runs thus : — 
 
 ^'■Seventh — I bequeath to my Avell-be- 
 loved iiepheAV, Andrew J. Donelson, son 
 of Samuel Donelson, deceased, the elegant 
 sword presented to me by the State of 
 Temiessee, with this injunction, that he 
 fail not to use it, when necessary, in sup- 
 port and protection of our glorious Union, 
 and for the protection of the constitutional 
 rights of our beloved country, should they 
 be assailed by foreign enemies or domestic 
 traitors." 
 
 That same Andrew J. Donelson did fail 
 thus to use the sword thus received from 
 his great kinsman, and even ranged him- 
 self at the side of those very " traitors " 
 
 who fought to destroy both the glorious 
 Union and the Constitution itself. Again ; 
 
 " I bequeath to my beloved grandson, 
 Andi-ew Jackson, son of Andrew Jackson, 
 Jr., and Sarah, his wife, the sword pre- 
 sented to me by the citizens of Philadel- 
 phia, with this injunction, that he will 
 always use it in defence of the Constitu- 
 tion and our glorious Union, and the pei- 
 petuation of our Republican system.'' 
 
 This same Andrew Jackson, thus hon- 
 ored by his patriotic grandfather, put him- 
 self ui the ranks of the traitors, aiding by his 
 influence and his money the conspirators 
 who sought the overthrow of that same 
 " Republican system." And again : 
 
 " To my grand-nephew, Andrew Jack- 
 son Coffee, I bequeath the elegant sword 
 presented to me by the Rifle Company 
 of New Orleans, commanded by Captain 
 Beal, as a memento of my regard, and to 
 bring to his recollection the gallant ser- 
 vices of his deceased father. Gen. John 
 Coffee, in the late Indian and British wars, 
 under my command, and his gallant con- 
 duct in defence of New Orleans in' 1814 
 '15, loith this injunction, that he ivield it in 
 protection of the rights secured to the 
 American citizen under our glorious Con- 
 stitution, against all invaders, whether for- 
 eign foes or intestine traitors.'" 
 
 Where, then, was Andrew Jackson Cof- 
 fee, when the Union was in its life and 
 death struggle ? He, too, was among the 
 traitors, and the sword placed in his hands 
 for the "• protection of the rights secured 
 to American citizens under our glorious 
 Constitution," was pointed at the hearts 
 of loyal men ! 
 
 Broadbrim's Method 'with Secessionists. 
 
 A secession minister comes into the 
 store kept by a Quaker, and talks loudly 
 against the country, until Broadbrim tells 
 him he must stop or leave the store. The 
 clerical brawler keeps on, till the Quaker 
 tells him he will put him out of the store 
 if he does not go out. " What," exclaimed 
 the minister, •' 1 thought you Quakers did 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 Ill 
 
 not figlit," " The sanctified do not fight, 
 but I have not been sanctified yet; and I 
 will put thee out of the store in a minute ! " 
 The mi^^ister fled from the wicked Quaker. 
 
 Badgre of Treason in a New York Ball Room. 
 Quite a flutter in the political world 
 was occasioned by a little act which trans- 
 pired at a convivdal gathering in NeAv 
 York, one winter's evening in 1863. The 
 Marquis of Hartington, a young gentle- 
 man from England, had been travelmg for 
 some months in this country, and had run 
 the lines to Richmond. In returning, liis 
 companion, or one of them, was taken, and 
 imprisoned. The Marquis Avas more for- 
 tunate, and escaped. 
 
 .Before sailing for England from New 
 York a masqixei*ade was given by a gen- 
 tleman of the city, to which the yomig 
 man was invited. While chatting with a 
 ' domino ' (one of the characters assumed 
 by a lady in the masquerade,) the wearer 
 insisted that he, the Marquis, should wear 
 a rebel badge xqDon his coat. He refused, 
 good humoredly. She pressed. He de- 
 clined. At last she said, " Well, then, at 
 least , while you are talldng Avith me." It 
 was the old story : " The woman tempted 
 me, and I did yield." She paraded her 
 triumph through the rooms until meeting 
 suddenly his guide, philosopher, and friend, 
 that gentleman said abruptly to the Mai'- 
 quis, as his eye fell upon the badge, " Good 
 God! my good fellow — you must'nt do 
 that ; " and exhorted him in the most strin- 
 gent way to remove the badge. The 
 young man obeyed; but not of course 
 imtil it was knoAATi throughout the rooms 
 that he had plamly displayed a badge 
 which was inexpressibly offensive to the 
 feelings of every loyal heart in the house. 
 There were several officers of various 
 grades present. General McClellan was 
 one of the guests. It Avas therefore not 
 surprising that a little later a young ofiieer, 
 whose only knowledge of that badge Avas 
 that it Avas the symbol of the murder of 
 bis friends and the attempted ruin of his 
 
 country, brushed violently against the 
 Marquis. That gentleman, thinking prob- 
 ably that it was an inadvertence, took no 
 notice of the collision. But upon its repe- 
 tition, when the intention was palpable, he 
 turned, and said, 
 
 " Well, sir, what am I to understand by 
 that?" 
 
 " You know very weU what it means," 
 was the prompt and crisp reply. 
 
 At the same instant friends interfered, 
 and begged that if any difficulty were pend- 
 ing, its consideration should be deferred un- 
 til the morning-. The gentlemen assented. 
 Before the morning fuU explanations were 
 made, and Avhen the tAvo gentlemen met at 
 the club-house an understandmg satisfac- 
 tory to both sides concluded the afeir. 
 A fcAV days afterAvards the Marquis sailed 
 for England. 
 
 It was a proceeding which grossly in- 
 sulted every loyal American in the rooms ; 
 and it is not to be doubted that the host — 
 a conspicuous member of the gayer circles 
 of the city — took occasion to inform the 
 hght-headed youth of the great abuse of 
 courtesy and hospitality of Avhich he had 
 been guilty. If the host himself had been 
 dining a fcAV years smce at the house of 
 the Marquis of Hartington's father — an 
 English duke — and had said or implied 
 (as he certainly never would have done), 
 intentionally or unintentionally, that he 
 hojjed Great Britain, Avhich Avas then con- 
 tending for India in the persons of the 
 children and brothers and friends of the 
 company at table, Avould not succeed ; or' 
 if he had Avom at table the colors, had 
 there been any, of Nena Sahib — if there 
 had been a single gentleman present whose 
 son had been massacred iu that Avar, it is 
 not rash to presume, despite British 
 phlegm, that the offender Avould have left 
 the dining-room more rapidly than he 
 entered. 
 
 Senator Lane and the Stag-e Driver. 
 A story is told of Senator Joseph Lane, 
 of Oregon, Avhich AA^ill bear repetition. 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION, 
 
 Accounts of the Senator's pro-southern 
 sentunents and movements preceded his 
 return from the Congressional session of 
 1861, and, it is said, rendered him very 
 unpopular ; particularly after the attack 
 on Fort Sumter. When he reached the 
 shores of the Pacific, he began to feel his 
 unpopularity in various ways ; but no re- 
 mark that Avas made to him and in his 
 hearing was more cutting than that of a 
 stage driver with whom he had entered 
 into conversation without disclosing his 
 name. In the course of his talk the Sen- 
 ator took occasion to remark that he con- 
 sidered himself the worst-abused man in 
 the State. " Well^ I don't know about 
 that," replied the driver ; " but if you are 
 any worse than that rascal, Jo. Lane, God 
 help you." 
 
 Loyal Breeze from Port Hudson. 
 Li order to enjoy a sight of the fleet 
 of busy steamers at Port Hudson, soon 
 after the capture of Vicksburg, a Union 
 gentleman took a station on a cliff, com- 
 manding a fine view of the newly-con- 
 quered territory and of the Union flags, as 
 their graceful forms waved sharp and clear 
 agamst the blue sky. While thus sta- 
 tioned, a rebel Captain gaily dressed, came 
 up to the gentleman and said, thoughtful- 
 
 " It is a long time. Sir, since we have 
 seen so many vessels lying there." 
 
 " Yes, Sir, and I am glad of it, for your 
 sake as well as ours." 
 
 "How so?" asked the Captain, in a 
 somewhat suiprised tone. 
 
 " Because it looks 4o me very much like 
 the begiraiing of the end ; and that is what 
 we all wish to see." 
 
 " The end is very far off yet,'' he con- 
 tinued, in a proud manner ; " In the first 
 place I do not believe, even now, that 
 Vicksburg is lost to us ; and you never 
 yet knew a rebellion of such magnitude to 
 fail in achieving its object." 
 
 " Nor did you ever know a rebellion so 
 causeless and unnatural to succeed. If you 
 
 were like the Poles or Circassians, and we 
 Russians, trying to crush out your existing 
 nationality — if this were a war of religion 
 or races, I could imagine it lasting*through 
 many, many years. But it is not so. In- 
 stead of trying to crush out your national- 
 ity, we are merely fighting to prevent you 
 from crushing out our mutual one ; and 
 every acre, every liberty we save from 
 destruction, is as much yours as ours. War 
 for such a cause was never waged before, 
 and therefore camiot last. When a few 
 more decisive successes like the present 
 shall have proved beyond all doubt to the 
 Soutliern people that the cause of separa- 
 tion is utterly hopeless, I think we shall 
 all be glad to meet again as citizens of a 
 common country, greater for the very 
 ordeal through which it has passed. The 
 only difference will be that Slavery — the 
 cause of all this trouble — will have died 
 during the progress of the war." 
 
 '' We shall see," said the Captain, either 
 unwilling or unable to maintain his posi- 
 tion further ; " I suppose you will allow 
 we defended our position here well?" 
 
 " Too well,' was the ansAver ; '• I think 
 a great many good • lives, on both sides, 
 might have been saved by sooner surren- 
 dei*ing a place which, it must have been 
 evident, you could not possibly retain." 
 
 " We should have done so," he candidly 
 avowed, " only we Avere all the while hoping 
 for reinforcements." 
 
 Familiar Chat about Crenerals. 
 
 President Lincoln expressed his troubles 
 to a gentleman who was visiting him on a 
 certain occasion, m the following lan- 
 guage : 
 
 " The military men, it seems to me, will 
 keep me in trouble all the time on their 
 account. One day Senator Lane, of In- 
 diana, calls on me and asks me why I don't 
 give Lew. Wallace a command. I tell him 
 that Halleck says Wallace is of no ac- 
 count, and ought not to have a command. 
 He goes at me then, and says Halleck isn't 
 worth a cent, and oughtn't to have acorn- 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 
 
 113 
 
 mand. Halleck wants to kick Wallace out, 
 and Lane wants me to kick Halleck out." 
 
 " Well," said the visitor, " I'll tell you 
 how to fix it to the satisfaction of both 
 parties." 
 
 " How is that ? " inquired the President. 
 
 " Why, kick 'em both out," was the re- 
 ply- 
 
 " No," said Mr, Lincoln, " that won't do. 
 I think Halleck is a good man. He may 
 not be — of course ; I don't know much 
 about such things, I may be a judge of 
 good lawyers, but I don't know much 
 about Generals. Those who ought to 
 ^know, say he is good.'" 
 
 "Well," said the visitor, "if you don't 
 know, you ought to know ; and if the peo- 
 ple don't know that Halleck is a fool, they 
 think they do, and it's all the same." 
 
 Pen with which the Emancipation Proclama- 
 tion was Signed. 
 
 The identity of the pen with which the 
 Emancipation Proclamation was signed by 
 President Lincoln cannot be made good. 
 This appears from the statement of a gen- 
 tleman Avho happened to be in Washington 
 a few days after the signing of that paper, 
 and who, by appointment, had an interview 
 with President Lincoln, on matters of offi- 
 cial business. Just after he had entered 
 the room and taken a seat, Mr. Lincoln 
 opened and read aloud a letter from a 
 Boston gentleman applying to him for the 
 pen with which he signed the proclama- 
 tion, and stating, lo glowing words, what 
 great value he should place upon it, could 
 he obtain the pi'ize, 
 
 The President remarked, after he had 
 read the letter, that he did not think he 
 could comply with the request of the 
 -wi'iter, as he was not sure which of his 
 pens was the right one. He knew it was 
 one of a lot (this was the word) of a dozen 
 or so, and he would do the best he could. 
 To finish up the matter, Mr. Lincoln — ac- 
 cording to custom — told a story. He asked 
 the gentleman at his side if he had ever 
 read or seen a book or story called Squi- 
 
 bob, and went on to give some accoimt of 
 it. But the point of the story Avas that 
 Squibob was asked %j some one for his 
 autograph, which was sent with the re- 
 mark that " it must be genuine, for it was 
 written by his brother-m-law." 
 
 When will the War End ? 
 
 This question was answered by a little 
 miss at one of the school examinations in 
 Troy, in a maimer that did credit to her 
 intelligence and loyalty — her head and 
 heart. After the exercises of the after- 
 noon had concluded, the Principal stated 
 that he should be pleased if the committee 
 woidd examine the class in reference to 
 matters of recent history, such as the 
 events of the present war, — to show that 
 they kept their eyes and ears open, and 
 were posted in matters transpiring around 
 them. One of the Committee said to the 
 President of the Board of Education, who 
 was conducting the exercises, "Ask 'em 
 when the war will end. Guess that will 
 puzzle 'em." 
 
 Mr. Kemp, in his blandest tones, said 
 to the class — 
 
 " It is asked, by a visitor, ' when this 
 war will end.' Can any of you answer 
 the question?" 
 
 Up went a show of hands, as at least 
 fifteen boys and girls manifested a willing- 
 ness to solve the problem that statesmen, 
 financiers and politicians were supposed to 
 have puzzled over in vain. 
 
 '• Toil may answer," said President 
 Kemp to a bright-eyed little girl near him : 
 '• When Avill the war end ? " 
 
 Rising from her seat, the little patriot, 
 in a clear unfaltering voice, witli enthusi- 
 asm flashing from her eye, answered : 
 
 " When the rebels lay down their arms 
 and sue for peace ! " 
 
 The gentleman who had suggested the 
 inquiry said : " I guess we won't have any 
 more questions." "We are all loyal in 
 this school," was the comment of the Prin- 
 cipal, echoed by the large audience pres- 
 ent. 
 
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 Swear him in, and let him go ! 
 A cliaracteristic story is said to have been 
 told by General Buffer, one day, in Wash- 
 ington. The General, speaking of the 
 farce of administering the oath to cap- 
 tured rebels, and then turning tliem loose, 
 related an incident that occurred at Foi'- 
 
 Swear him, &c 
 
 tress Monroe. A scouting party having 
 captured and brought in a live rattlesnake, 
 a question arose as to the disposal to be 
 made of the dangerous customer, when a 
 partially intoxicated soldier hiccoughed, 
 " — him ! swear him in, mid let him 
 go!" 
 
 "MudsUls" on the Sacred Soil. 
 
 Mr. Orpheus Kerr, of the " Mackerel- 
 ville Brigade," relates his experience Avith 
 the soldiers of the Potomac army as fol- 
 lows : 
 
 I never really knew what the term 
 "mudsill" meant, my boy, until I saw 
 Capt. Bob Shorty on Tuesday. I was out 
 in a field, just this. side of Fort Corcoran, 
 trimming down the ears of my gothic steed 
 Pegasus, that he might look less like a 
 Titanic rabbit, when I saw approaching 
 me an object resembling a brown stone 
 monument. As it came nearer, I discov- 
 ered an eruption of brass buttons at inter- 
 vals in front, and presently I observed the 
 lineaments of a Federal face. 
 
 " Strange being ! " says I, taking down 
 a pistol from the natural rack on the side 
 of my steed, and at the same time motion- 
 ing towards my swoi'd, which I had hung 
 on one of his hip-bones, "Art tliou the 
 slaade of Metamora, or the disembodied 
 spirit of a sandbank ? " 
 
 "My ducky darling," responded the 
 eolian voice of Capt. Bob Shorty, "you 
 behold a mudsill, just emerged from a liqui- 
 fied portion of the sacred soil. The mud 
 at present inclosing the Mackerel Brigade 
 is unpleasant to the personal feelings of the 
 corps, but the effect at a distance is imique. 
 As you survey that expanse of mud fronw 
 Arlington Heights," continued Bob Shorty, 
 " with the veterans of the Mackerel Brig- 
 ade wading about in it up to their chins, 
 you are forcibly reminded of a limitless 
 plum-pudding, well stocked with animated 
 raisuis." 
 
 " My friend," says I, " the comparison 
 is apt, and reminds me of Shakespeare's 
 happier efforts. But tell me, my Pylades, 
 has the dredging for those missing regi- 
 ments near Alexandria proved success- 
 ful?" 
 
 Capt. Bob Shorty took the mire from his 
 ears, and then, says he : 
 
 " Two brigades were excavated this 
 morning, and are at present building rafts 
 to go down to Washington to get some soap. 
 Let us not utter complaints against the 
 mud," continued Capt. Bob Shorty, reflec- 
 tively, " for it has served to develope the 
 genius of New England. We dug out a 
 Yankee regiment from Boston first, and 
 the moment these wooden-nutmeg chaps 
 got their breath, they went to work at the 
 mud that had almost suffocated them, 
 mixed up some spoiled flour with it, and 
 are now making their eternal fortunes by ' 
 peddling it out for patent cement ! " / 
 
 Davis's Chairs in lleadiness for TTlysses. 
 
 During the siege of Vicksburg, some 
 
 of the Sixth Missouri Cavalry visited the 
 
 foi-mer residence of "President" Davis, 
 
 and found the blacks all very much alarmed 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 
 
 11.5 
 
 at the near approach of General Grant^ 
 Avho they believed would immediately 
 devour them. The frightened creatures 
 asked numlDerless questions of the boys, as 
 to what they should do to appease him if 
 he should visit them. The boys told them 
 the Genei'al was not very frightful, and 
 if they would assemble in the yard and 
 give him three cheers, when he made his 
 appearance, they would be safe. They 
 were very much amused on returning, to 
 find that the darkeys had nicely swept a 
 place under the tree in the yard, and had 
 set there three of the best chairs the man- 
 sion afforded — presuming that " cheers " 
 meant chairs, — in readiness for the great 
 Ulysses. The best part of this joke is not 
 given, viz., the reply which Grant made 
 when the joke-loving General was informed 
 of said preparations to receive him. 
 
 John Wells's "Idee" as to Splitting the 
 Union. 
 
 At one of the stations on the Georgia 
 Central Railroad, Sherman's men came 
 across an old man named Wells — a very 
 original character, — who was formerly a 
 depot-master on that line. He Avas a 
 shrewd old man, and seemed to understand 
 the merits of the war question perfectly. 
 
 They say, (remarked the old man,) that 
 you are retreating, but it is the strangest 
 sort of retreat / ever saAV. Why, dog 
 bite 'em, the newspapers have been lying 
 in this Avay all along. They allers are 
 whipping the Federal armies, and they 
 allers fall back after the battle is over. It 
 was that ar' idee that first opened my 
 eyes. Our army was allers whipping the 
 Feds, and we allers fell back. I allers 
 told 'em it was a — humbug, and now 
 by — , I know it, for here you are right 
 on old John Wells's place : hogs, potatoes, 
 corn and fences all gone. I don't find any 
 fimlt. I expected it all. 
 
 Jeff. Davis and the rest (he continued) 
 talk about splitting the Union. Why, if ' 
 ,South Carolina had gone out by herself, i 
 she would have been split in four pieces | 
 
 by this time. Splitting the Union ! Why, 
 — it, the State of Geoi'gia is being split 
 right through, from end to end. It is 
 these rich fellows who are making tliis 
 war, and keeping their precious bodies out 
 of harm's way. There's Jolm Franklin, 
 went through here the other day, rumiing 
 away from your army. I could have 
 played domhioes on his coat tails. There's 
 my poor brother, sick with small-pox at 
 Macon, working for eleven dollars a month, 
 and has'nt got a cent of the — stuff for 
 a year. 'Leven dollars a month and 
 eleven thousand bullets a minute. I don't 
 believe in it, Sir. 
 
 My wife (added the old Georgian) came 
 from Canada, and I kind o'thought I would 
 some time go there to live, but was allers 
 afraid of the ice and cold ; but^lf^i tell 
 you this country is getting too cussed hot, 
 for me. Look at my fence rails a-burning 
 there. I think I can stand the cold better. 
 I heard as how they cut down the trees 
 across your road up country and burn the 
 bridges ; why, dog bite theii* hides, one 
 of you Yankees can take up a tree and 
 carry it off, tops and all ; and there's that 
 bridge you put across the river in less than 
 two hours — they might as well try to 
 stop the Ogeechee, as you Yankees, The 
 blasted rascals who burnt this yere bridge 
 thought they did a big thing ; a natural 
 born fool cut in two had more sense in ■ 
 either end than any of them. 
 
 To bruig back the good old time, (he 
 concluded) it'll take the help of Divine 
 Providence, a heap of rain, and a deal of 
 elbow grease, to fix tilings up again. 
 
 Oath-Taking: ia St. Louis. 
 
 The St. Louis newspapers published 
 long lists of the persons in that city who 
 took the oath of allegiance to the Govern- 
 ment in compliance vdth General Halleck's 
 recommendation. Some of them append- 
 ed remarks to their signatures. The fol- 
 lowing is an instance : — 
 
 Truman M. Post, pastor of the First 
 Trinitarian Congregational church of St. 
 
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 Louis. "As a minister of the Gospel, 
 and a trustee of a State cliarity, I recog- 
 nize the fitness of the call on me for my 
 oath of allegiance. Cordially and grate- 
 fully do I give in this my adhesion to my 
 country in this hour of terrible trial, re- 
 garding it as the scource of iimumerable 
 blessings to myself, and the millions of 
 iHy countrymen, and fully believing the 
 present attempt to destroy it to be a curse 
 against both God and men, against the 
 present and future, against ourselves and 
 the human race, with hardly a parallel in 
 the history of the world." 
 
 That was good text and comment for 
 
 every lover of his country and his race. 
 
 . « 
 
 Knotty Argument for Secession Ladies. 
 ■Qui tQjaP entertaining dialogue occurred 
 one dfff^M the Governor's office in Nash- 
 ville, Tennessee, between Governor Jolm- 
 son and two secession ladies of that city, 
 who came to complain of the occupation 
 of a residence belonging to the Confeder- 
 ate husband of one of the ladies by a 
 United States officer. The conversation 
 was substantially as follows : — 
 i -'*' Lady. — I think it is too dreadful for a 
 
 woman in my lonesome condition to have 
 her property exposed to uijury and destruc- 
 tion. 
 
 Gov. — "Well, Madam, I will enquire into 
 the matter, and if any injustice has been 
 ^jtoone, will try to have it corrected. But 
 your husband, you admit, has gone off 
 with the rebels, and you abandoned yom- 
 dwelling. 
 
 Lady. — My husband went off South, 
 because it was his interest to do so. You 
 mustn't find fault with anybody for taking 
 care of himself these times. You know, 
 Governor, that all thuigs are justifiable in 
 war. 
 
 Gov. — Well, Madam, it appears to me 
 that this broad rule of yours will justify 
 taking possession of your house. Accord- 
 ing to your maxim, I don't see any reason 
 for helping you out of your difficulty. 
 
 Lady. — Oh ! but I didn't mean it tliat 
 way. 
 
 Gov. — No, Madam, I suppose not. I 
 will try to be more generous to you than 
 your own rule Avould make me. I do not 
 believe in yom' rule that " all thmgs are 
 justifiable in time of war." But that is 
 just what you rebels insist upon. It is 
 perfectly right and proper for you to vio- 
 late the laws, to destroy this Government, 
 but it is all wrong for us to execute the 
 laws to maintain the Government. 
 
 The secession ladies looked around in 
 various directions, and seemed to think 
 that they had opened a knotty argument 
 on a dangerous subject, wnth a very brist- 
 ling adversary. Heaviug a long sigh, 
 they retired. 
 
 " Come from 'Ginny, Sure ! " 
 At Point Lookout, where the Union 
 army encamped, the blacks were nearly all 
 from Vii-ginia. Some, however, ran in 
 there from the State of Maryland, pre- 
 tending to have come from Virginia, that 
 thus they might not stand any chance of 
 being returned, in any contingency. On a 
 certain occasion, a rich Marylauder came 
 down to the Point, to look after one of his 
 boys; finding him, he said, "Jack, you 
 rascal, what are you here for."' Jack 
 very coolly replied, " Who be you, Massa ? 
 I never seed you 'fore." " Yes you have 
 too, you lymg scamp, I raised you and 
 you must go home with me." " Yah ! 
 yah ! Massa nebber can don fool dis nigger. 
 I's come from ' ginny, sure," replied the 
 darkey, and utterly refused to know liis 
 old master at all. General Marston was 
 asked to send the negro back, but respect- 
 fully declined, and " Massa" went off one 
 
 darkey short. 
 
 ♦ • 
 
 Literal "Stump" Speech of a Soldier. 
 
 One of the attendants at the great 
 Union meeting held in Troy, Miami coun- 
 ty, Ohio, duruig the gubernatorial canvass 
 between Vallandigham the anti-war can- 
 didate, and Brough the Union Republican 
 candidate, was a retumed soldier who had 
 lost one leg at Vicksburgh. He was wel- 
 comed liy his friends, and one of them — a 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 117 
 
 Vallandigham democrat — entering into 
 conversation with the soldier, remarked, 
 " You were a Democrat when you enlisted, 
 and I suppose you have come back a Dem- 
 ocrat." The soldier replied, " Yes, I was 
 a Democrat when I left, and I am a Dem- 
 ocrat still. ' '' That's right ! " replied his 
 friend, triumphantly ; " and of course you 
 will vote for Vallandigham," — looking 
 around to gain the attention of the crowd 
 to the answer. It came. " My God ! how 
 can I ? " said the soldier, as he raised his 
 eyes to the crowd, and put his hand on the 
 unhealed stump of his leg. "Was not that 
 an eloquent " stump" speech ? 
 
 Bogrus Yankee Legislature in Georgria. 
 
 When the Twentieth Corps of Sher- 
 man's grand army of invasion through 
 Georgia marched into the capital of that 
 State, to the music of the Union, the offi- 
 cers, to the number of about one hundred, 
 assembled at the Senate chamber, called 
 the roll of the House, appointed a speaker 
 and clerks, and opened the ' Legislature' 
 with prayer, the facetious chaplain pray- 
 ing for the overthrow of the Confederate 
 Government, the return of Georgia to the 
 old Union, fine weather and little fighting 
 on their march to the coast, and conclud- 
 ing with, " All of which is respectfully 
 submitted." 
 
 A lobby member very gravely arose in 
 the gallery, and asked if this honorable 
 body would hear from the gallery. 
 
 Half an hour's discussion followed, and 
 on a parliamentary division, it was decided 
 that the gallery should be heard. 
 
 Rising with all the dignity and polish 
 of a Chesterfield, he quietly put his hand 
 in a side pocket, drew out a flask, placed 
 it to his lips, replaced it in his pocket, and 
 resumed his seat. 
 
 The Speaker. — I must raise a point of 
 order. I believe it is always customary 
 to treat the Speaker. 
 
 Lobby Member. — I beg the pardon of 
 the honorable House for my thoughtless- 
 
 ness. I believe it is customary to treat 
 the Speaker. 
 
 Here he produced the flask, and pro- 
 ceeded : ' Yes, I beg to inform the House 
 that I shall treat the Speaker — respect- 
 fully.' 
 
 The flask dropped into his pocket and 
 he into his seat, amid cheers from the gal- 
 lery and smiles from the honorable Speak- 
 er's colleagues. 
 
 After the organization of the Legisla- 
 ture the question of reconstructing the 
 State was taken up and discussed for some 
 time, with all the gravity conceivable, by 
 the Yankee * representatives ' from the 
 various counties. The result of the de- 
 liberations was that the State was led back 
 like a conquered child into the Union, and 
 a committee appointed to kid^^^^eriior 
 Brown and President Davis at their most 
 accessible pointer- which committee retired, 
 and soon after returned and reported that 
 they were animated by a progressive 
 spirit, but that the articles upon which 
 they were to exercise theii' pedal extremi- 
 ties were non est. 
 
 The Legislature adjourned after the 
 style of Governor Brown's Legislature of 
 the previous Friday — by taking a square 
 drink and a handful of " hognuts." 
 
 Tableau Political. 
 
 In a letter dated from Murfreesboro',j^ 
 N. C, January twenty-second, 1862, is a*^ 
 description of a tableau given there for the 
 benefit of the soldiers. It must have its 
 place among the political olla podrida of 
 the war of the rebellion : — 
 
 "We should not do justice to the tableau 
 unless we were to describe the first scene. 
 A young gentleman representing King 
 Cotton, sat upon a throne resembling a 
 bale of cotton. Down on one side of the 
 throne sat a representative of the ebon 
 race, with a basket of cotton. The king 
 held a cotton cloth as a sceptre, and one 
 of his feet rested jon a globe. Around 
 him stood young ladies dressed in white, 
 with scarfs of red and white looped on the 
 
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 shoulder with blue. On their heads they 
 wore appropriate crowns. These repre- 
 sented the Confederate States ; Missouri 
 and Kentucky were guarded by armed 
 soldiers. 
 
 While we were gazing on this picture a 
 dark-liaired maiden, robed in black, with 
 brow encircled by a cypress-wreath, and 
 her delicate Avrists bound by clanking 
 chains, came on and knelt before his maj- 
 esty. He extended his. sceptre, and she 
 arose. He waved his wand again, and an 
 araied soldier appeared with a scarf and 
 crown, like those worn by her sister 
 States. He unchained tliis gentle gul at 
 the bidding of his monarch, changed her 
 cro\\^l of mourning for one of joy and lib- 
 erty, and threw the Confederate flag across 
 her, — llP^d the flag over her and led her 
 forward ; then Kentucky advanced, took her 
 by the hand, and led her into the ranks. 
 Need we tell you who this maiden of sable 
 garments was intended to represent ? "We 
 leave that to be xmderstood. If your 
 readers cannot divine, it is owing to our 
 description, and not to the scene. The 
 ceremony Avas pei'fonned in pantomime. 
 The representative of Virginia had in- 
 scribed on her crown, ' Mater Herorum ; ' 
 and North Carolina wore on her brow a 
 white crown, on which was the word 
 ■Bethel.' Both of these States were 
 Represented by their own daughters. 
 
 President Washing-ton's Siunmary Dealing 
 ■with Rebellion. 
 
 When the Whisky Insurrection broke 
 out in the eastern counties of Pennsylva- 
 nia in 1794, Washington said; "If the 
 laws are to be so trampled upon with im- 
 pimity, and a minority, a small one too, is 
 to dictate to the majority, there is an end 
 put at one stroke to republican govern- 
 ment." 
 
 Washington issued his proclamation on 
 the 7th of August, 1794, declaring that, if 
 tranquillity were not previously restored, 
 on the first of September force would be 
 employed to compel submission to the 
 
 law^s. On the same day he made a requi- 
 sition for twelve thousand men, afterward 
 increased to fifteen thousand. He ap- 
 pointed Governor Lee, of Virginia, to the 
 chief command, and Lee marched with the 
 fifteen thousand men in two divisions. 
 Tliis great military array, says the histo- 
 rian, extinguished at once the kmdling 
 elements of a civil war by making resist- 
 ance desperate. 
 
 Every thing that Washmgton said and 
 did at that period became of singular in- 
 terest to those who lived in the times of 
 the great Southern Rebellion, just two 
 generations following. In writing of the 
 soldiers to Governor Lee he speaks of 
 "the enlightened and patriotic zeal for the 
 Constitution and the laws, which had led 
 them cheerfully to quit their families, 
 homes, and the comforts of a private life, 
 to undertake and thus far to perform, a 
 long and fatiguing march, and to encoun- 
 ter and endure the hardships and priva- 
 tions of a military life. No citizen of the 
 United States can ever be engaged in a 
 service more important to their country. 
 It is nothing less than to consolidate and 
 preserve the blessings of that revolution 
 which at much expense of blood and Treas- 
 ure, constituted us a free and uidcpendent 
 nation." 
 
 When the disturbance was quelled, he 
 said : " It has afforded an occasion for the 
 people of this country to show their ab- 
 horrence of the attempt and their attach- 
 ment to the Constitution and the laws; 
 for I believe that five times the number 
 of militia that was required would have 
 come forward, if it had been necessary, in 
 support of them." 
 
 Governor Lee, of Virginia, was thi 
 "Light Horse Harry" of the Revolution 
 — peculiarly dear to Washington, who in 
 youth had loved Lee's mother before her 
 marriage. He was also the father of 
 General Robert E. Lee, the gi-eat Con- 
 federate chieftain in arms against that 
 same Constitution and those laws. Could 
 General Lee doubt where Washington, 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 
 
 119 
 
 had he been alive in 1861, would have 
 been found ? Would he have been found 
 standing side by side with the Virginian 
 Lee, striking deadly blows at the heart 
 and life of his country ? 
 
 Same old Planter's Crotchet. 
 
 To General Mitchell and his brave 
 troops belongs the distinguished honor of 
 being the first Federal commander to pen- 
 etrate to the great Charleston and Mem- 
 phis railroad, and the first to break 
 through the enemy's line of defence, ex- 
 tending from Chattanooga to Comith. A 
 strong Union feeling was discovered by 
 the Nationals as they entered the State 
 of Alabama, but it was mingled with the 
 usual Southern political crotchet of State 
 sovereignty, and the duty of submission 
 thereto. One old Gentleman, a planter, 
 with an extensive estate, expressed the 
 views of the majority of the people of 
 Madison county. Said he — 
 
 " It seems like tearing out my heart, 
 to give up the old Union, but when Ala- 
 bama voted to separate, I thought it my 
 duty to sustain her." 
 
 " But," said his Union interlocutor, 
 "Alabama, in attempting to break up the 
 nation, did what she had no right to 
 do." 
 
 "Ah," responded the old gentleman, 
 " passion and prejudice blinded our eyes 
 to that truth." 
 
 "•Are you then willing,' he was asked, 
 " to see the authority of the National Gov- 
 ernment restored ? " 
 
 " Yes, and to pray from this time forth 
 that all her people may be willing to re- 
 turn to their allegiance." 
 
 This final answer of the old planter in- 
 dicated his resolution to abide by the ac- 
 tion of his State, whether the majority 
 of her people became loyal or remained 
 treasonable. It was the old planter's blind- 
 ing and blundering crotchet, as it was of 
 the South generally, among the planters. 
 
 "Old Zack " and his Son-in-Law. 
 
 When the usual committee was ap- 
 pointed by Congress to wait upon General 
 Taylor, the President-elect, and announce 
 to him his election by the people as Chief 
 Magistrate, an incident occurred which the 
 events of 1861 served strongly to recall 
 in the minds of those who were knowing 
 to it. 
 
 It was doubtless with a courteous intent 
 that those who moved the springs in this 
 little matter induced Congress to appoint 
 as chairman of that committee Jefferson 
 Davis, — his previous domestic relations 
 with General Taylor suggesting him as 
 an acceptable medium ; though, had the 
 public been as well informed as the pri- 
 vate mind, such a choice would have been 
 the last adopted. The duty in' c^estion 
 is, of course, only a form, to be fulfilled 
 with the gravity and the grace adapted to 
 the occasion, but calling for no display of 
 rhetoric, and no assumption of official dig- 
 nity ; it is simply a constitutional observ- 
 ance, whereby the representatives of the 
 nation testify to the result of the ballot, 
 and state the same to the successful can- 
 didate. 
 
 General Taylor's want of oratorical ac- 
 complishments, his aversion to display, his 
 modest demeanor, and his conscientious- 
 ness, were known as well as his bravery 
 and patriotism, and would have been deli- 
 cately respected by a thorough gentleman 
 in the discharge of this simple duty, which 
 needed for its performance only quiet 
 courtesy and respectful consideration. 
 
 Instead thereof, Jefferson Davis, enter- 
 ing the hotel parlor, where General Tay- 
 lor was seated, with the aspect of a quiet, 
 honest old farmer, threw back his shoul- 
 ders, turned out his right foot, and with 
 precisely the air of a complacent sopho- 
 more, began a loud harangue about the 
 " highest office in the gift of a free people," 
 the " responsibility of an oath," and other 
 rhetorical platitudes ; — the needless pitch 
 
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 of his voice and dogmatism of his empha- 
 sis, the comph^cency and elaboration of 
 his manner and assumption of his tone, 
 in connection with the meek attitude and 
 deprecatory air of his auditor, made the 
 tableau resemble a prosecutor and prisoner 
 at the bar. The difference of age and the 
 former relations of the parties, (Davis 
 having by a runaway match married Gen- 
 eral Taylor's daughter, who died a few 
 months after,) and the utter novelty of 
 the good old man's position, made the 
 scene, to say the least, a flagrant violation 
 of good taste not less than good feeling. 
 It was one of those unconscious and 
 
 the spot, and standing for several minutes 
 apparently hxed to the place, hastily turned 
 and left the chamber, exclaiming that he 
 could stand it no longer, for he "felt his 
 Fourth of July rismg too fast." "Would 
 that all whose names are familiar with the 
 scenes enacted in that Chamber in 1861, 
 had been susceptible to the spell of that 
 same great name. 
 
 Witnessing and Dying- for the Truth in Mis- 
 sissippi. 
 About fifty miles from Natchez, Missis- 
 sippi, lived an unflinching Union man. 
 During the 
 
 war, his residence was ap- 
 therefore authentic revelations of charac- proached by an armed gang of guerillas, 
 ter, which reveal a 
 man's disposition and 
 temper better than a 
 biography. Though 
 ostensibly doing him 
 honor, the speaker 
 seemed to half defy 
 the gray-haired sol- 
 dier, whose eyes were 
 cast down, and whose 
 hands were listlessly 
 folded — to challenge, 
 as it were, with his 
 fluent self-confidence 
 the uneloquent but 
 intrepid man of ac- 
 tion, and ungracious- 
 ly make him feel how alien to his habits 
 and capacity was the arena to which pop- 
 ular enthusiasm bad elevated him 
 
 Witnessing and Dying for tlie Truth. 
 
 who soon succeeded in securing him as a 
 prisoner, and told him, that if he did not 
 immediately and in their presence, recant 
 
 Mag-ic of Washington's Name. 
 While the disunion Senate ot Maryland 
 were in session in the State House at 
 Annapolis, in 1861, a number of soldiers 
 entered the ante-room and inquired if the 
 Senate Chamber was not the place where 
 General Washington once stood? An 
 employee of the house answered that it 
 was, and showed one of them as near as 
 he could the very spot where Washington 
 stood wla#n he resigned his commission. 
 The young man reverently approached 
 
 his former sentiments, and take an oath 
 that he never by word or deed would 
 again favor the principles that he had 
 formerly all along adhered to, his fate 
 would be instant death. His reply was : 
 
 "In the sight of God and man, I am 
 clear of the crime of treason to so glopiis 
 a nation as this was till your Avicked and 
 selfish designs have caused it to be what it 
 is; and while I draw the breath of life, 
 I intend never to give my children cause 
 to bi-and me as a traitor." 
 
 They then replied that they had a loii,!.» 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 121 
 
 time had him imder their special notice, 
 and that the words he had now uttered 
 fixed their determination to make an ex- 
 ample of him, in order that liis doom might 
 serve as a warning to others. Whereupon 
 they immediately kiUed him, in spite of 
 the entreaties, the agony and utter despair 
 of his grief-stricken wife, and ui the pres- 
 ence of herself and children. 
 
 Turning to the widow, they gave her 
 ten days to get inside of the Yankee lines, 
 and if she failed to do so, she would share 
 the fate of her husband, — after which they 
 rode away, leavmg her to her gloomy fore- 
 bodings and lonely wretchedness. The 
 cries and sobs of her fatherless children 
 fell in doleful accents upon her ear, which 
 added, of course, still more to her wretched 
 state. The sense of duty that she was 
 now under to her cliildren, together with 
 the fortitude that Avoman is not unfre- 
 quently known to exhibit in extreme cases 
 of peril, nerved her to the task of con- 
 signing her husband to his blood-wet grave. 
 And then, remembering the words of his 
 murderers, their parting threat also to her 
 self, she procured an ox team, and after a 
 trip of a few weary days, such as may 
 easily be imagined, she arrived in Natchez, 
 where she sold her oxen, and by the assist- 
 ance of the Government procured trans- 
 portation to her kindred in Indiana. 
 
 Union Men Safe in South Carolina in Jack- 
 son's Day. 
 
 What a scene it would have been, — 
 said Edward Everett in one of his speeches 
 before the citizens of Boston in the autumn 
 of 1864, — to witness the flash of President 
 Jackson's eye and to hear the thunder of 
 his voice, when he heard of the attack on 
 Suii^r. What that scene loould have 
 been, the following anecdote of 'Old Hick- 
 ory,' as related by Mr. Everett, will pretty 
 fairly show: When the nulhfication phren- 
 zy was at its height in South Carolina, the 
 Union men in Charleston sent a deputation 
 to Washington, to inform the President 
 that they were daily threatened with an 
 
 outbreak, and did not consider their lives 
 safe. Scarcely waiting to hear the words 
 uttered, the General sprung to his feet, 
 and with a voice and a look of almost 
 superhuman energy, exclaimed, 
 
 Edward Ererett. 
 
 " The lives of Union men not safe, while 
 Andrew Jackson is President ! Go back 
 to Charleston, and tell the nullifiers that 
 if a hair on the head of a Union man is 
 harmed, that moment I order General 
 Coffee to march on Carolina with fifty 
 thousand Tennessee volunteers, and if that 
 does not settle the business, tell them (he 
 added with an attestation that need not be 
 repeated) that I will take the field myself 
 with fifty thousand more." 
 
 Purging the Prayer-Book. 
 The venerable Judge Pettigru, for four 
 score years one of South Carolina's noblest 
 names, continued, to the day of his death, 
 to bear witness to the value of the Union 
 against the traitors Avho surrounded him. 
 He had no faith in the practicability of 
 tlifeir measures, and predicted from them 
 the worst results to the State and the 
 country. One day, whUe attending church, 
 where, by his presence, he for so many 
 years showed that the character of a states- 
 man was most complete' when religion gave 
 it grace and solidity, he found that the ser- 
 vices were purged (by nullification) of the 
 usual prayer for the President of the Uni- 
 ted States. The stem old patriot rose 
 
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 fi-om his seat and left the church, thus giv- 
 ing a silent but most pointed rebuke to 
 treason in its most rampant locality. 
 
 General Paine's Conversation with tlie Wife 
 of a Secessionist. 
 
 General Paine, with fifteen hundred 
 men, occupied the town of Mansfield, Ken- 
 tucky, to the great delight of its loyal citi- 
 zens. It is a place situated twenty-eight 
 miles from Paducah, containing one thou- 
 sand inhabitants and many fine residences 
 and public buildings. Soon after taking 
 possession. General Paine and his staff 
 went to make a call upon Mr. John Eaker, 
 an old resident of the town, and one of 
 the wealthiest rebels in it. They ,all 
 walked into the parlor and took, seats, 
 when the General turning to Colonel Mc- 
 Chesney, said : — 
 
 " Colonel, you will occupy this room as 
 your head-quarters, allowing Mrs. Eaker 
 and family the privilege of remaining in 
 the house ten days, when she, her family 
 and husband, if he can be found, will re- 
 port to me at Paducah, and I will furnish 
 them transportation to NeAV Orleans, and 
 thence to Central America, where they 
 will live hereafter." 
 
 " Madam, Mr. Eaker has been our ene- 
 my ; he has done all that he could to de- 
 stroy the Government of the United States 
 — that Government which has raised him 
 in the lap of luxury, giving him slaves, 
 rich crops, tobacco warehouses — all that 
 his heart could* desire, and did he, could 
 he, think that he could raise his two sons 
 and send them out to murder that Gov- 
 ernment, and yet go unpunished ? Is it - 
 possible that he coukl have been so insane ? 
 Now, madam, I want you to send your 
 husband word to report himself to me im- 
 mediately, and I will spare his life and let 
 him go with you ? " 
 
 " General, won't you write to him ? " 
 
 " No, madam, I have no correspondence 
 
 with rebels, except at the cannon's mouth. 
 
 You put your boy on a horse and send him 
 
 to him to-day, and tell him that he is to 
 
 pay Major Bartling, Provost-Marshal al 
 Paducah, the sum of ten thousand dollars, 
 which is the fine I have levied upon him. 
 This money, madam, is to go to make up 
 a fund that I am raising from you rebels, 
 from which to pay something toward the 
 support of the widows and orphans your 
 husband has made. Five thousand of it 
 will be paid to the widow Happy. You 
 know, madam, how the old man was led 
 out in the front yard, across the street 
 there, and shot dead! not for having 
 Avronged any human being — no, not for 
 this, — but because, and only because, he 
 was unconditionally true to his Govern- 
 ment. Oh ! madam, it makes the blood 
 boil to think of these things." 
 
 " General, I have a very sick child in 
 the other room, and don't think I can pos- 
 sibly move with it. Won't you let me 
 visit my friends, five miles above Paducah ? 
 I have a daughter living there." 
 
 " No, madam, I cannot ; think of the 
 four thousand widows in Illinois — think of 
 their little orphan childi'en coming to me 
 for help and protection ! You must go 
 with your husband. God and nature have 
 ordained that Avoman Ihiks her fate with 
 her husband, for weal or woe. You have 
 shared his prosperity, you have sympa- 
 thized with him in his rebellion, and now 
 you must abide with him in his exile. I 
 am sorry to say these things, to you, mad- 
 am, but the outi-aged law must be aveng- 
 ed. How can you expect to live in a 
 country you have robbed and murdered 
 as you have this ? Did you think that 
 the hand of justice would never reach you ? 
 Madam, you will pack your trunks, take 
 all your silver plate, and your linen, bed- 
 clothes, all your ready money, (except the 
 ten thousand dollars which I fine you,) but 
 your heavy goods, such as that elegant 
 bedstead, and this sofa, you cannot take ; 
 it would cost too much to freight them. 
 All your lands and tobacco will go to the 
 United States, and tliis will be the end of 
 John Eaker, his estate and family, in the 
 United States ; and you -will not go alone, 
 
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 123 
 
 madam, one hundred families from Graves 
 county will go with you — these rebels who 
 cannot live under our Government must 
 go out of it. And, madam, for, every day 
 your husband refuses to report to me after 
 to-day, I shall increase Ms fme five hun- 
 dred dollars." 
 
 Then turnmg to Colonel McChesney, the 
 General said : 
 
 " Colonel, I want you to act as com- 
 mander of this post. You must levy on 
 as many men, white or black (not soldiers) 
 as you may need, first to sink a well that 
 shall supply all your wants ; then repair 
 this railroad, so that trains can run regu- 
 lai'ly to Paducah ; after that, you will send 
 your cavalry out with instructions to rebel 
 farmers who have been raismg crops to 
 feed the sovithern army, to bring all their 
 hay, corn and oats, and fat cattle in here, 
 and send to Paducah all the grain and 
 pi-ovisions you collect, so that I can oper- 
 ate my whole district free of cost to the 
 Government. For I tell you, Sir, these 
 rebels must pay the cost of this war, pay 
 five hundi-ed dollars for every widow they 
 make or cause to be made, support and 
 educate the orphan children of our soldiers, 
 and finally go to Central America, South 
 America, or the jungles of Africa, to eat 
 the apple of their discontent, and die de- 
 pised of men." 
 
 '• Good morning, madam." 
 
 " Good morning, sir." 
 
 John QiUincy Adams Foretelling- the Future 
 to Calhoun. 
 
 One day, during the debate upon the 
 Missouri bill in Congress, Mr. Calhoun, 
 the great South Carolina leader, remarked 
 to John Quincy Adams that he did not 
 think the slave question, then pending in 
 the nation's councils, would produce a dis- 
 solution of the Union ; but if it should, the 
 South would, from necessity, be compelled 
 to form an alliance, offensive and defensive, 
 with Great Britain. Mr. Adams asked if 
 that would not be returning to the old 
 
 colonial state. Calhoim said, " Yes, pretty 
 much ; but it would be forced upon them." 
 
 Mr. Adams inquired whether he thought 
 if, by the effect of tliis alliance, the popu- 
 lation of the North should be cut off from 
 its natural outlet upon the ocean, it would 
 fall back upon its rocks, bound hand and 
 foot, to starve ; or whether it would retain 
 its power of locomotion to move South- 
 ward by land. 
 
 Mr. Calhoun replied that in the latter 
 event it would be necessary for the South 
 to make their communities all military. 
 
 Mr. Adams pressed the conversation no 
 farther, but remarked, " If the dissolution 
 of the Union should result from the slave 
 question, it is as obvious as anything that 
 can be foreseen of futurity that it must 
 shortly afterward be followed by a univer- 
 sal emancipation of the slaves. A more 
 remote, but perhaps not less certain con- 
 sequence would be the extii-pation of the 
 African race on this continent by the grad- 
 ually bleaching process of intermixture, 
 where the white is already so predominant, 
 and by the destructive process of emanci- 
 pation, which, like all great religious 
 and political reformations, is terrible in its 
 means, though happy and glorious in its 
 end." 
 
 Hard-TJp for a Blacksmith. 
 On the 4th of March, 1864, the citizens 
 of Fort Smith, Arkansas, raised a palmet- 
 to flag in town, and one of the soldiers, 
 private Bates, company E, First cavalry, 
 Avent out and climbed up the tree upon 
 which the flag was suspended, took it down, 
 and brought it into the garrison. Captain 
 Sturgiss ordered him to take it and put it 
 back where he got it. He said he never 
 would The Captain ordered him to the 
 guard house, and in going he tore the flag 
 in pieces. He was then ordered to be 
 put in irons, and was sent to the black- 
 smith shop for that purpose ; but the smith, 
 a citizen, refused to put them on, and he 
 was discharged in consequence. D com- 
 pany. First cavalry, farrier, was then order- 
 
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 ed to put them on, and he refused, and 
 was also sent to the guard-house. E com- 
 pany, First cavahy, farrier, then put them 
 on. The soldiery gave three shouts for 
 Bates, and for the blacksmiths who refused 
 to put the irons on. 
 
 Reading- the Amnesty Proclamation at 
 "Buzzard's Roost." 
 
 When Sherman's men were climbing 
 the sides of " Buzzard's Roost," in their 
 gallant and successful movement at that 
 point, the rebels attempted to resist the 
 advance by rolling down heavy stones 
 from the cliffs and rocky sides of the 
 mountain. The following story is told of 
 the occasion, on the authority of a staff 
 officer : 
 
 A corporal of the Sixty-fourth lUmois 
 halloed to the rebels, and told them if they 
 would stop firing stones he would read 
 to them the President's Proclamation. 
 The offer was at first received Avith deri- 
 sive yells, but they soon became quiet,- 
 and the corporal then read to them the 
 Amnesty Proclamation. When he came 
 to some part they did not approve, they 
 would set up a fiendish yell, as if in defi- 
 ance, and then sent down an installment of 
 rocks by way of mterlude. But the cor- 
 poral kept on in spite of such uncivil de- 
 monstrations, and finished the document, 
 when there was another outburst of yells, 
 mingled with laughter, and the old busi- 
 ness of tumbling doA\Ti the rocks and firing 
 was again resumed. That corporal de- 
 served an appointment as President Lin- 
 coln's Secretary-at-large, 
 
 Official Farewell to General Scott. 
 All event of profound interest to the 
 country occurred Oct. 31st, 1861, namely, 
 the resignation of Lieutenant-General 
 Scott, the veteran commander-in-chief. This 
 was owing to his advanced years and va- 
 rious bodily infirmities. The request, on 
 such grounds, could not, of course, but be 
 complied with, and General McClellau was 
 at once notified that he had been selected 
 
 as the successor of the late Commander- 
 in-chief. 
 
 The President, accompanied by every 
 member of the cabinet, now visited Gen- 
 eral Scott at his OAvn residence, and read 
 to him the order of retiracy, accompanied 
 with highly eulogistic expressions of the 
 national gratitude for his brilliant services 
 in times past, and regret at the necessity 
 of officially parting with him. The aged 
 General stood up, and -with him rose the 
 President and the members of the cabinet. 
 Deeply affected by the occasion, the old 
 veteran said : 
 
 " President, this hour overwhelms me. 
 It overpays all services I have attempted 
 to render to my country. If I had any 
 claims before, they are aU obliterated by 
 tliis expression of approval by the Presi- 
 dent, with the remaining support of his 
 cabinet. I know the President and his 
 cabinet Avell. I know that the country 
 has placed its interests in this trying crisis 
 in safe keeping. Their coiuisels are Avise : 
 their labors are as untiring as they are 
 loyal, and their couree is the right one." 
 
 After these few words, overcome by 
 emotion, and tottering from the effects of 
 wounds and infirmities, the old hero sat 
 down. 
 
 The President and each member of his 
 cabinet now bade farcAvell to the General 
 and retired. 
 
 Preaching: the Sword— and Using It. 
 
 The following telegrapliic correspon- 
 dence passed between a mother in Balti- 
 more, and her son, the pastor of a church 
 in Boston : 
 
 Baltimore, April 17th. 
 
 My Dear Son : Your remarks of last 
 Sabbath were telegraphed to Baltimore, 
 and published in an extra. Has God sent 
 you to preach the sword or to jjreach 
 Clu-ist ? Your Mother. 
 
 Boston, April 22d. 
 Mt Dear Mother : " God has sent" 
 me not only " to preach the sword," but to 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 
 
 125 
 
 USE IT. When this Government tumbles, 
 look amongst the ruins for your Son. 
 
 Irish Militaxy Imagination. 
 
 The following took place at a flag pre- 
 sentation in the Army of the Cumberland, 
 May 1, 1863, The flag was presented to 
 the Fifteenth Indiana Volunteers (on be- 
 half of the young ladies of Hascall, Indi- 
 ana,) by the chaplain, and received for the 
 regiment by General Wagner. The regi- 
 ment was in line, and the rest of the bri- 
 gade assembled to witness the ceremony. 
 The General, in the course of his speech, 
 said: 
 
 '• Tell the young ladies of Hascall that 
 when the war is over their then sanctified 
 gift shall be returned to them, unless torn 
 to shreds by the enemy's bullets." 
 
 "An' thin we'll take 'em back the pole ! " 
 cried an Irishman in the regiment. 
 
 The brigade, officers and men, created 
 a breach of discipline by laughing immod- 
 erately, and Pat received a pass to go to 
 town next day. 
 
 one time, to the rebel movements in that 
 State, especially as it was known that 
 John C. Breckinridge, one of the political 
 idols of the Kentuckians, Avould, under 
 certain circumstances, be found on the 
 conspirators' side. During the session of 
 that body, there appeared one day in the 
 Legislative Hall, a patriarchal old farmer 
 from a neighboring county, — one of that 
 kind for whom Kentucky has an instinct- 
 ive veneration, — who uncovered his snowy 
 
 Brownlow Prefers the "■ Direct" Route to 
 HeU. 
 
 Parson Brownlow, at that time editor 
 of the Knoxville (Tenn.,) Whig, Avas re- 
 quested by General Pillow, in the early 
 part of the secession movement, to act as 
 chaplain for that General's brigade in the 
 rebel service. The Parson replied in his 
 usual scathing and trenchant rhetoric, as 
 follows : " Sir — I have just received your 
 message through Mr. Sale, requesting me 
 to serve as chaplain to your brigade in 
 the southern army : and in the spirit of 
 kindness in which this request is made, 
 but in all candor I return for an answer, 
 that when I shall have made vip my mind 
 to go to hell, I will cut my throat and go 
 direct, and not travel round by Avay of the 
 Southern Confederacy." 
 
 Legrislative Scene for a Painter. 
 The secret schemes of secession under- 
 taken by certain members of the Ken- 
 tucky legislature gave great impetus, at 
 
 John C. Breckinridge. 
 
 locks and sat down. At the first lull in 
 the debate, he rose slowly and said he 
 had a word to say, but was aware it was 
 out of order for him to speak before the 
 legislature Avhile in session. His dignified 
 and venerable appearance arrested atten- 
 tion, and " Go on ! " " Go on! " from sev- 
 eral voices, seemed to keep him on his 
 feet. Again expressing his diffidence 
 at speaking out of propriety — " Hear ! 
 hear ! " resounded generally over the room. 
 The members' cvu'iosity as well as respect 
 for the appearance and manner of the 
 man, was up, and a silence followed the 
 " Hear ! hear ! " when the old hero de- 
 livered the following eloquent but laconic 
 speech ; 
 
 " Gentlemen ; I am delegated by my 
 county to inform you, that if you hold a 
 secret session here, as you threaten to do, 
 not one stone of this capital Avill rest upon 
 another twenty-four hours after — good 
 
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 day," and he left. Alas ! that those words 
 were derided, as they Avere, by that band 
 of misguided men, and that Breckinridge, 
 volimtarily fallmg from his high estate, 
 should at last find himself an outlawed fu- 
 gitive on a foreign shore. 
 
 George Peabody Repudiating: the Bebel 
 Commissioner. 
 
 Mr. Dudley Mann, one of the repre- 
 sentatives of the rebel cause in England, 
 waited in behalf of that cause on our 
 countryman Peabody, who happens to 
 hold some $300,000 of repudiated Missis- 
 sippi Bonds, on which there is due more 
 than $600,000 of interest. Mr. Mami 
 was very magnificent and grandiloquent, 
 but withal, prosy ; ahd Peabody, suffering 
 from 'gout and Mississippi Repudiation, 
 lost his temper. Shaking his clenched 
 fist at the reilel, he said, emphatically : 
 " If I were to go on 'Change and hunt up 
 the suffering and starved widows and or- 
 phans Avho have been ruined by your infa- 
 mous repudiatioii of honest debts, and 
 proclaim that you are here to borrow more 
 of our gold and silver to be again paid by 
 repudiation, (as I believe it is my duty to 
 do,) you w^ould inevitably be mobbed, and 
 find it difficult to escape Avith your life. 
 Good morning, Sir." 
 
 Stating the Exact Alternative. 
 The active operations of General But- 
 ler's army in Louisiana were confined, at 
 first, to sudden incursions into the enemy's 
 coimtry, either for the purpose of rescu- 
 ing Union men, Avho Avere threatened by 
 tlieir neighbors Avith destruction, or of 
 bi'eaking up camps and roving gangs of 
 guerillas. The guerillas were numerous, 
 enterprising, and AvhoUy devoid of every 
 kind of scruple. The first dash by the 
 Federals into the inhabited country was 
 made by Colonel Kinsman, who Avent fifty 
 miles or more up the Opelousas railroad 
 to bring away the families of some Union 
 men Avho had fled to the city, asking pro- 
 tection. He crossed the river to Algiers, 
 
 and took possession of the depot and cars. 
 He inquired of the bystanders where the 
 engineers were to be found. " There goes 
 one," a man replied. Colonel Kinsman 
 hailed him, and he approached. A con- 
 versation ensued, Avhich showed some- 
 thing of the quality of the more demon- 
 strative secesh. 
 
 stating the Exact Alternative 
 
 "Are you an engineer ? " asked Colonel 
 Kinsman. 
 
 " Yes." 
 
 " Do you run on this road ? " 
 
 « Yes." 
 
 "HoAv long have you been on this 
 road?" 
 
 " Six years." 
 
 " I want you to nm a train of cars for 
 me." 
 
 " I won't run a train for any d — Yan- 
 kee." 
 
 " Yes you Avill." 
 
 " No I won't." 
 
 "You Avill, and without the slightest 
 accident too." 
 
 "I'll die first." 
 
 " Precisely. You have stated the exact 
 alternative. The first thing that goes 
 AA^rong, you're a dead man. So march 
 along Avith us." 
 
 The man obeyed. Upon getting out of 
 hearing of his toAvnsmen, he appeared 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 
 
 127 
 
 more pliant, and the conversation was re- 
 sumed. 
 
 " What is yoiir name ? " 
 
 " Pierce." 
 
 *' Pierce ? Why that is a Yankee name. 
 Where were you born ? " 
 
 " In Boston." 
 
 "Are you married ? " 
 
 " Yes." 
 
 " Where was your wife bom ? " 
 
 "At East Cambridge." 
 
 "How long have you been at the 
 South?" 
 
 "About six years." 
 
 "And you are the man who would'nt 
 rmi a train for a ' — Yankee.' You 
 are, indeed, a ' — Yankee.' Go home, 
 and see that you are promptly on hand 
 to-morrow morning." 
 
 He was promptly on hand in the morn- 
 ing, ready to run the train for his con- 
 demned countrymen. But as competent 
 engineers were found among the troops, it 
 was thought best not to risk the success 
 of the expedition by trusting the renegade, 
 and the objects of the party were accom- 
 plished without his aid. 
 
 Senator Dougrlas's Last Message to his 
 Sons. 
 
 For a considerable time pre\aous to his 
 
 death, Senator Douglas was in a semi- 
 
 conscious 
 of that ev 
 
 sirs. !b. A. Douglas. 
 
 condition ; but on the morning 
 ent his mind and energries rallied 
 
 somewhat. Lying at apparent ease in his 
 bed, but with the marks of death upon 
 his pale countenance, Mrs. Douglas, who 
 sat, soothing him gently, by his bedside, 
 painfully aware that the dreadful moment 
 of final separation was approaching, asked 
 him what message he wished to send to 
 his sons, Robert and Stephen, who were 
 then students at Georgetown. He an- 
 swered not at first, and she tenderly re- 
 peated the question. He then replied 
 with a full voice, and emphatic tone — 
 
 " Tell them to obey the laws, and sup- 
 port the Constitution of the United 
 States." 
 
 Death. Preferred to the Southern Oath. 
 
 John Beman, a watchman on board one 
 of the Western steamers, was deliberately 
 hung at Mound City for his patriotic fidel- 
 ity to the flag of liis adopted country. He 
 was a native of Norway, came to tliis 
 country more than fifty years ago, and 
 lived in Boston, where his children still 
 reside. He was first examined by a 
 " committee," was proven to have said 
 that he hoped Lincoln would come down 
 the river and take every thing ; that he 
 would die rather than live in the South- 
 ern States, and much more of the same 
 sort. The conmiittee proposed to forgive 
 him if he would take an oath to support 
 the Southern States. He indignantly re- 
 pelled the proposition, and said he would 
 die first. Fmdmg that he was determined, 
 beyond all appeals, they threw a rope 
 over the limb of a tree, and, stringing the 
 venerable patriot up twenty-five feet, they 
 left him to a halter's doom. 
 
 Nature in Council upon the Union. 
 The Rev. Bishop Ames, of the Metho- 
 dist Episcopal Church, while preaching in 
 his usual fervid manner at a Western 
 camp-meeting, remarked that there had 
 been one grand Union Convention, the 
 proceedings of which had not been report- 
 ed by telegraph. Said the eloquent Bish- 
 op : " It was held amid the fastnesses of 
 the everlasting hills. The Rocky Moim- 
 
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 tains presided, the mighty Mississippi 
 made the motion, the Alleghany Moun- 
 tains seconded it, and every mountain and 
 hill, and river and valley, in this vast 
 country, sent up a luianimous voice — Re- 
 solved, That we are one and inseparable, 
 and Avhat God hath joined together, no 
 man shall put asunder." 
 
 " Nothing- agin the Old Flag." 
 After the battle of Fort Douelson, one 
 of the rebel prisoners was asked if he was 
 not ashamed to fight against the Union, 
 and the Government which had done so 
 much for them. He replied, "I never 
 fought agin the Union, and I never will." 
 " What then were you doing at Fort Don- 
 elson?" "I hugged the ground closer 
 nor ever I did before in my life." " Yes," 
 peeped up a little shrill voice by bis side, 
 " and you ran three miles to get out of 
 the way. You ran until you got tired 
 and then sat down and rested, and ran 
 again." "Were you forced into the 
 army ? " " Wal, no, not exactly forced ; 
 I knew I would be, so I j'ined. I thought 
 I'd feel better to go myself! " " What do 
 you expect to gain by the rebellion?" 
 "We find our leaders have lied t6 us. 
 Our big men wanted to get rich and get 
 into office, and so they have got us into 
 this mess by their lies. We have nothing 
 agin the old flag. All Ave want is our 
 c^pstitutional rights, according to the in- 
 strument under which our forefathers 
 lived. They told us the election of Lin- 
 coln would deprive us of these, and we 
 believed them. But we now know that 
 they were lies." 
 
 Calhoun's Escape from the Gallow^s. 
 The relative position of the National 
 Government and South Carolina, and of 
 the President of the United States and 
 John C. Calhoun, in the Avinter of 1833, 
 placed the latter in great personal peril, 
 which his friends perceived and tried to 
 avert Among others consulted on the 
 subject Avas Letcher, of Kentucky, Clay's 
 
 Avarra personal friend. He knew that 
 South Carolina must yield, on some terms, 
 to the authority and power of the National 
 Government, and he conceived the idea 
 of a compromise by which, in so yielding, 
 she might preserve her dignity. He pro- 
 posed it to Mr. Clay, who, sincerely desir- 
 ing reconciliation, entertained the idea, 
 and submitted it to Webster. The amaz- 
 ing intellectual plummet of the latter had 
 fathomed the turbid waters of Nullifica- 
 tion deeper than had even the brilbant 
 Kentuckian, and he instantly said : 
 
 " No !^t will be yielding gi'cat princi- 
 ples to faction. The time has come to 
 test the strength of the Constitution and 
 the Government." 
 
 He Avas utterly opposed to compromis- 
 ing and temporising measures Avith a rebel- 
 lious faction, and told Mr. Clay so ; and 
 from that time he was not approached by 
 those Avho Avere Avilling to shield conspira- 
 tors from the SAvord of justice. 
 
 Mr. Clay drew up a compi'omise bill 
 and sent it to Mr. Calhoun, by Mr. Letcher. 
 Calhoun objected to parts of the bill most 
 decidedly, and remarked that if Clay knew 
 the nature of his objections he would at 
 least modify those portions of the bill. 
 Letcher then made arrangements for a 
 personal interview between these eminent 
 Senators, Avho had not been on speaking 
 terms for some time. Tlie imperious Clay 
 demanded that it should be at his own 
 room. The imperilled Calhoun consented 
 to go there. The meeting Avas civil but 
 icy. The business Avas immediately en- 
 tered upon. The principals were unyield- 
 mg, and the conference ended without 
 results. Letcher now hastened to Presi- 
 dent Jackson and sounded him on the sub- 
 ject of compromise : 
 
 " Compromise ! " said the stern old man, 
 " I Avill make no compromise with traitors. 
 I AviU have no negotiations. I Avill exe- 
 cute the laAvs. . Calhoun shall be tried for 
 treason, and hanged if found guilty, if he 
 does not instantly cease his rebelbous 
 com'se." 
 
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 129 
 
 Letcher now flew to M'Duffie, Calhoun's 
 ardent friend, and alarmed him with a 
 startling picture of the President's wi-ath. 
 That night, after he had retu-ed to bed, 
 Letcher was aroused by a Senator from 
 Louisiana, who informed him that Jackson 
 would not allow any more delay, and that 
 Calhoun's arrest might take place at any 
 hour. He begged Letcher to warn Cal- 
 houn of his danger. He did so. He 
 found the South Carohnian in bed. He 
 told him of the temper and intentions of 
 the President, and the conspu-ator was 
 much alarmed. 
 
 Meanwhile Mr. Clay, and Senator Clay- 
 ton, of Delaware, had been in freqvient 
 consultations on the subject, Clayton had 
 said to Clay, while the bill was lingering 
 in the House, " These South Carolinians 
 act very badly, but they are good fellows, 
 and it is a pity to let Jackson hang them ; " 
 and advised him to get his compromise bill 
 referred to a new committee, and so modify 
 ii as to make it acceptable to a majority. 
 Clay did so, and Clayton exerted all his 
 influence to avert the calamity which hung 
 over Calhoun and his friends. He assem- 
 bled the manufacturers who had hurried 
 to the capital when they heard of the 
 compromise bill, to see whether they 
 would not yield something for the sake 
 of conciliation and the Union. At a sacri- 
 flce of their interests, these loyal men did 
 yield, and agreed to withdraw all opposi- 
 tion to the bill, and let it pass the Senate, 
 providing all the nulhfiers should vote for 
 certain amendments made by the Lower 
 House, as well as for the bill itself. The 
 nulhfiers in committee would not yield. The 
 crisis had arrived. The gallows was 
 placed before Calhoun. Clayton earnestly 
 remonstrated with him. 
 
 Finally, they concluded to vote as Mr. 
 Clayton demanded, but begged that gen- 
 tleman to spare Mr. Calhoim the mortifi- 
 cation of appearing on the record in favor 
 of a measure against which at that very 
 time, and at his instance, troops were being 
 raised m South Cai'olina, and because of 
 
 which the politicians of that State were 
 preparing to declare their secession from 
 the Union. Mr. Clayton would not yield 
 a jot. Calhoun was the chief of sumers 
 in this matter, and he, of all others, must 
 give the world public and recorded evi- 
 dence of penitence, whatever his mental 
 reservations might be. " Nothing Avould 
 be secured," Mr. Clayton said, " unless his 
 vote appeared in favor of the measure." 
 
 The Senate met ; the bill was taken up ; 
 and the nuUifiers and then- friends, one 
 after another, yielded their objections on 
 various pretences. At length, when all 
 had acted but IMr. Calhoun, he arose, pale 
 and haggard, for he had had a most terri- 
 ble struggle. He declared that he had 
 then to determine which way he should 
 vote, and at the termination of his brief 
 remarks he gave his voice in the affirma- 
 tive with the rest. It was a bitter pill for 
 that proud man to swallow. The alterna- 
 tive presented to jjim was absolute humili- 
 ation or a course that would bring him to 
 the gallows. He chose the former. With 
 that act fell the great conspiracy to break 
 up the goveriunent of the United States 
 m 1832. 
 
 Minister Faulkner and the Emperor Napo- 
 leon on Secession. 
 
 The foUowmg interesting conversation 
 took place on New Year's day, 1861, be- 
 tween the Emperor of the French and 
 Mr. Faulkner, United States Minister to 
 the French Government. The conversa- 
 tion possesses a special interest in view of 
 the fact that Mr. Faulkner, on his return 
 home became himself an avowed and in- 
 fluential secessionist, participating inti- 
 mately m the counsels of the leading con- 
 spirators. After the usual greetings, the 
 Emperor said : 
 
 " What is the latest intelligence you 
 have received from the United States ? 
 Not so alarmmg, I trust, as the papei-s 
 represent it ? " 
 
 " Like most nations, Sire," replied Mr. 
 Faulkner, " we have our troubles, which 
 
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 have lost none of their coloring, as de- 
 scribed in the European press." 
 
 " I hope it is not true tliat any of the 
 States have separated from the General 
 Confederation," added Napoleon. 
 
 " The States still form one common 
 government, as heretofore. There is ex- 
 citement ui portions of the Confederacy, 
 and there are indications of extreme 
 
 Chas. J. Faulkaer 
 
 measures being adopted by one or two 
 States. But Ave are familiar with the ex- 
 citement, as we are Avith the vigor, which 
 belong to the institutions of a free people. 
 We have already more than once passed 
 through commotions Avhich would have 
 shattered into fragments any other gov- 
 enmient on earth; and this fact justifies 
 the inference that the strength of the 
 Union Avill now be found equal to the 
 strain upon it." 
 
 "I suicerely hope it may be so," re- 
 joined the Emperor, " and that you may 
 long continue a imited and pi'osperous 
 people." 
 
 Such a Sight as Thrills the Nerves. 
 The vestry of Grace Church, Episcopal, 
 in New York, Avas desirous that an Ameri- 
 can flag should Avave from the very apex 
 of the spire of that magnificent structure, 
 the height being two hundred and sixty 
 feet from the ground. Several pei'sons 
 offered to undertake the dangerous feat, 
 
 but on mounting by the interior staircase 
 to the highest AvindoAV in the steeple, 
 thought they would scarcely have nerve 
 to undertake it. At last, William O'Don- 
 nell and Charles McLaughlin, tAvo young 
 painters in the employ of Richard B. Fos- 
 dick, of Fifth avenue, decided to make the 
 attempt. Getting out of the little dia- 
 mond-shaped AvindoAV about half Avay up, 
 they climbed up the lightning rod on the 
 east side of the spire, to the top. Here 
 one of the men fastened the pole securely to 
 the cross, although quite a gale Avas bloAV- 
 ing at the time. The flag thus seciued, 
 the daring young man mounted the cross, 
 and, taking off his hat, calmly and grace- 
 fully boAved to the immense crowd AA'hich 
 were Avatching his movements from Broad- 
 way. As the flag floated freely in the air, 
 they burst into loud and repeated cheers. 
 It was a sight to thrill the nerves of any 
 
 patriot. 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Clerical Prisoners of State. 
 
 An event occurred one day during Gen- 
 eral Butler's career in NeAV Orleans, Avhich 
 brought that officer into such direct col- 
 lision Avith the Episcopal clergy, that New 
 Orleans Avas not considered by the Gen- 
 eral large enough to contain both parties 
 in the controversy. 
 
 On a Sunday morning, early in October, 
 Major Strong entered the office of the 
 General in plain clothes, and said : 
 • '"I have'nt been able to go to church 
 since Ave came to New Orleans. This 
 morning 1 am going." 
 
 He crossed the street and took a front 
 seat in the Episcopal church of Di'. Good- 
 rich, opposite the mansion of General 
 Twiggs. He joined in the exercises Avitli 
 the earnestness which Avas natural to his 
 devout mind, until the clergyman reached 
 that part of the serA-ice Avhere the prayer 
 for the President of the United States, 
 occurs. That prayer Avas omitted, and 
 the minister invited the congregation to 
 spend a fcAv moments in silent prayer. 
 The young officer had not previously heard 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 131 
 
 of this mode of evading, at once, the re- 
 quirements of the church and the orders 
 of the commanding General. He rose in 
 his place and said : 
 
 " Stop, sir. It is my duty to bring these 
 exercises to a close. I came here for the 
 purpose, and the sole purpose, of worship- 
 ping God ; but inasmuch as your minister 
 has seen fit to omit invoking a blessing, as 
 our church service requires, upon the 
 President of the United States, I propose 
 to close the services, Tliis house wiU be 
 shut within ten minutes." 
 
 The clergyman, astounded, began to 
 remonstrate. 
 
 "This is no time for discussion, sir," 
 said the Major. 
 
 The minister was speechless and indig- 
 nant. The ladies flashed wrath upon the 
 ofBcer, who stood motionless with folded 
 arms. The men scowled at him. The 
 mmister soon pronounced the benediction, 
 the congregation dispersed, and Major 
 Sti'ong retired to report the circumstances 
 at head-quarters. 
 
 This brought -the matter to a crisis. 
 General Butler sent for the Episcopal 
 clergymen, Dr. Leacock, Dr. Goodrich, 
 Dr. Fulton, and others, who were all ac- 
 customed to omit the prayer for the Presi- 
 dent, and pray in silence for the triumph 
 of treason. The Genei'al patiently and 
 courteously argued the point with them at 
 gi'eat length, quoting Bible, rubricks and 
 history, with his wonted fluency. They 
 replied that, in omitting the prayer, they 
 were only obejing the orders of the Right 
 Reverend Major-General Polk, their eccle- 
 siastical superior The General denied 
 the authority of that military prelate to 
 change the liturgy, and contended that the 
 omission of the prayer, in the peculiar cir- 
 cumstances of the time and place, was an 
 overt act of treason. 
 
 " But, General," said Dr. Leacock, " your 
 insisting upon the takmg of the oath of 
 allegiance is causing half of my church 
 members to perjure themselves." 
 
 " WeU," replied the General, " if that 
 
 is the result of your nine years' preaching; 
 if your people will commit perjury so 
 freely, the sooner you leave your pulpit 
 the better." 
 
 After further conversation, Br. Leacock 
 asked : 
 
 " Well, General, are you going to shut 
 up the chui'ches ? " 
 
 " No, sir, I am more likely to shut up 
 the ministers." 
 
 The clergymen showing no disposition 
 to yield. General Butler ended the inter- 
 view by stating his ultimatum : " Read 
 the prayer for the President, omit the 
 silent act of devotion, or leave New Or- 
 leans prisoners of state for Fort Lafay- 
 ette." 
 
 They chose the latter — Dr. Leacock, 
 Dr. Goodrich and INIr, Fulton — and were 
 duly shipped on board one of the trans- 
 ports. 
 
 Curiosity of Bebel Soldiers to hear President 
 Lincoln's Messag-e. 
 
 A few days after the publication of the 
 President's message and Amnesty Procla- 
 mation, the fact of its promulgation having 
 been made known to the rebel pickets 
 of the Army of the Potomac, they man- 
 ifested great curiosity to hear it, and one 
 of the Union soldiers consenting to read it 
 to them, quite a considerable party collected 
 on the opposite bank to listen. While it 
 was being read the utmost silence and at- 
 tention were observed by the hstening 
 rebels ; and after it Avas finished one of 
 them called out, " We'll go back to camp 
 and tell the boys about it." Papers had 
 been frequently exchanged by the pickets, 
 but about this time the rebels told our men 
 that their officers did not like them to get 
 our papers, as " there was nothing encour- 
 aging in them." 
 
 SUdell's Consolation. 
 
 Li one of the gi*eat imperial soirees at 
 
 Biarritz, one of the courtiers of the Em-. 
 
 pire, seemg the emissary Slidell alone 
 
 crossing one of the reception parlors, ex- 
 
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 claimed: "Ah, Mr. Slidell! you may show 
 yourself as much as you please ; you will 
 never be recognized." " I beg your par- 
 don," said^he Southern diplomat, "I have 
 been recognized long since for a patriot ; a 
 few more Southern victories and I will be 
 called the representative of a great nation. 
 As to you, Sir, I acknowledge, you are too 
 well known to need recognition ; and this 
 is what consoles me for not bemg recog- 
 nized ! " Bah ! 
 
 rather more precious than flocks of slaves, 
 " alone in his glory." 
 
 Handsome Rebuke from an Alabamian. 
 
 A highly instructive as well as amusing 
 incident took place in a business house on 
 one of the principal streets of Nashville, 
 Tennessee, while a colored regiment was 
 marching along to the music of the national 
 airs. Several gentlemen were looking on 
 the parade, among them a wealthy planter 
 of Alabama, the owner of a large number 
 of slaves. One of the group stepped out 
 to the door, looking on for a few minutes, 
 and then indignantly turning on his heel, 
 addressed himself to the grave Alabamian, 
 to the following purport: 
 
 " Well, I'll be d— if that is not a burn- 
 ing disgrace, which no decent white man 
 can tolerate. Isn't that nigger regiment 
 too great an insult?" 
 
 The Alabamian jumped to his feet, and 
 replied, Avhile his eyes flashed fire : 
 
 " Sir, there is not a negro in that regi- 
 ment who is not a better man than a rebel 
 to this Government, and for whom I have 
 not a thousand times more respect than I 
 have for a traitor to his country. I think 
 that the best possible use the Government 
 can make of negroes is to take them and 
 make them fight against the rebels. No 
 traitor is too good to be killed by a negro, 
 no weapon too severe to use against the 
 wretches who are endeavoring to overthrow 
 the Government. Now, ^ii', swallow that, 
 whether you like it or not." 
 
 The rebel stepped off in utter amaze- 
 ment, without uttering a syllable in reply, 
 leaving the sturdy Alabamian, who chej'- 
 ished the jewel of patriotism as somethm^ 
 
 John Minor Botts between Two Pires. 
 Wliile the Third Indiana cavalry were 
 engaged in one of the bloody skirmishes 
 which fell to their lot in Virginia, Major 
 McClure, seeing a hale-looking, oldish gen- 
 tleman in a doorway by the roadside, hailed 
 him, and inquired : " Which way did the 
 rebel cavalry, that a moment since passed 
 here, go?" "Sir," was the reply, "I am 
 under parole to the Confederate Govern- 
 ment to tell nothing I see. But, Sir, my 
 name is John Minor Botts — as devoted a 
 Union man as the world can find. I put 
 no ' ifs ' nor ' buts ' in the case." 
 
 Political Dialogue in Camp. 
 
 In the rear of General Grant's head- 
 quarters at City Point was the camp of 
 Head-quarters Cavalry Escort. While 
 passmg through said camp on a certain oc- 
 casion, a visitor overheard the following 
 dialogue-politico, coming fix)m a group of 
 soldiers lounging under a shelter of pine 
 boughs : 
 
 Says A. — •' I tell you that a majority 
 doji't elect the President." 
 
 Says B. — " I know better ; it does elect, 
 and there ain't nothing else can elect." 
 
 A. — " Well, it ain't so in oui- State, any 
 how." 
 
 B. — ** Well, if the majority don't elect, 1 
 should like to know who does ? " 
 
 A. — " Well, I'll tell you -who does elect : 
 it's the Pleurisy" 
 
 B.— "The what-i-sy? What the 
 
 is that?" 
 
 A. — " Well, I don't know exactly, but I 
 know it ain't the majority.''' 
 
 A. was right. He only got the jjleurisy 
 for plurality ; that's all. 
 
 Money Couldn't Buy his Vote. 
 Up in INIorris County, New Jersfey, lives 
 old Uncle Pete, who always votes the 
 ticket that bids the highest. A few even- 
 ings before the presidential election of 18 04. 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 
 
 133 
 
 some Republicans went to his house to out- 
 bid some Democrats who had been there. 
 But Uncle Pete informed them he had 
 sold his vote three days before to the Dem- 
 ocrats for ten dellars. He was told that if 
 he would carry his ticket and the ten dollars 
 back to the one Avho gave them, and vote 
 the Republican ticket, they would give liim 
 twenty dollars, Avhich offer Uncle Pete im- 
 mediately accepted. Just as the party had 
 left the house they heard a couple of men 
 coming up whom they knew to be Dem- 
 ocrats Being convinced they were on 
 their way to Uncle Pete's, they hid them- 
 selves till the second party had passed into 
 the house, and went back to listen. The 
 Democrats had hardly become seated when 
 Uncle Pete said : ' 
 
 " Gentlemen, you called upon me the 
 other day, and offered ten dollars if I 
 would vote the McLellan ticket. I am 
 poor and took your money and the ticket. 
 Here ai*e both ; take them back — I never 
 sell my vote ! " 
 
 They tried to induce him to stick to his 
 first promise to them, but it was no go ; for 
 Uncle Pete said . * 
 
 " There is no use to talk, gentlemen. I 
 am a Lincoln man, and have been for over 
 ten years ! " And getting a little warmed 
 up at the thought of the twenty dollars, he 
 continued, " No, gentlemen, there is no use 
 trying to change my mind, as I always 
 vote unflinchingly on principle, and money 
 can't buy 7ny vote. I am a Lincoln man, 
 and have been a Lincoln man all my 
 life!" 
 
 The Democrats left 'in disappointment, 
 the Lincoln men of course feeling sure 
 of Uncle Pete's vote ; — unless a higher 
 bid came before election ! 
 
 Northern Present to Jefferson Davis. 
 The editor of one of the newspapers 
 published in Norwich, Connecticut, sent 
 Jefferson Davis, the " President " of the then 
 '' Six Nations," a pen-holder made from a 
 rafter of the house in Avhich his forerun- 
 ner, Benedict Arnold, was born. Li closing 
 
 his letter of presentation accompanjdng the 
 gift, the editor said : — " I have taken occa- 
 sion to present you this pen-holder, as a 
 relic whose associations are linked most 
 closely to the movement of which you are 
 the head. Let it lie upon your desk for use 
 in your official duties. In the ' eternal fit- 
 ness of things,' let that be its appropriate 
 place. It links 1780 with 1861. Through 
 it, "West Point speaks to JMontgomery. 
 And if we may believe that spirits do 
 ever return and haunt this mundane 
 sphere, we may reckon with what delight 
 Benedict Arnold's immortal part will follow 
 this fragment of his paternal roof-tree to 
 the hands in which is being consummated 
 the work M'hich he began." 
 
 Scene at Fort Warren: Exit of Mason and 
 SUdell. 
 
 On the receipt, at Fort Warren, Boston, 
 of the neAvs that Messrs. Mason and Slidell 
 were to be surrendered to the British Gov- 
 ernment, there was general dissatisfaction 
 among both officers and men, and expres- 
 sions very much against their personal 
 safety were freely indulged in ; but upon 
 reading the very cool and logical deduction 
 of the Secretary of State, especially the 
 latter part of his reply, where the insig- 
 nificance of the worth of the custody of 
 the Commissioners in this country is as- 
 serted, and the fact that were it essential 
 to the Avelfare or the safety of the Govern- 
 ment they would be retained at all haz- 
 ards, a general acquiescence was as freely 
 manifested. 
 
 On the morning of their departure, the 
 battalion was called out as usual, at 8:4o, 
 for dress parade, and were kept upon the 
 parade-ground, manceu\Ting slightly, till 
 after the rebels left. The guards were 
 strengthened to prevent any from going 
 upon the parapets, either soldiers or pris- 
 oners, and thus they left as quietly as a 
 dog could — perhaps with not so much no- 
 tice as a noble specimen of the Ne^vfound- 
 land ordinarily attracts. As they passed 
 down to the whai'f, they were accompanied 
 
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 by Colonel Dimmick, who kindly waved all 
 ceremony at the guard-house, save to sim- 
 ])ly turn out the guard — as our men were 
 unwilling and doubtless Avould have re- 
 fused to salute the Colonel, for in thus do- 
 ing, they would have had to salute the 
 rebels ; but when the Colonel came back, 
 the thing Avas done to a nicety. 
 
 When takmg leave of Colonel Dimmick, 
 ]Mr. Mason Avas somewhat aifected, and 
 said, " God bless you. Colonel ; God bless 
 you ! " and cordially shook hands with him. 
 Mro Slidell shook hands with the Colonel, 
 and said : " Under whatever circumstances 
 and in Avhatever relations in the future we 
 may meet, I shall always esteem you as a 
 dear friend." 
 
 During the morning many rebels 
 thronged the rooms of Messrs. Mason and 
 Slidell to get their autographs, and Mr. 
 Mason's hand was so unsteady as to be 
 noticed throvigh the windoAV out doors. 
 Some of the political prisoners said to 
 Mason : " We hope when you get to Eng- 
 land you will represent our case, impris- 
 oned on this island for no offence save 
 differing from others in political opinions." 
 He replied that if ever he arrived in 
 Europe he would faitlifully represent their 
 case. 
 
 Bestride our down-fall'n birthdom. Each new mom 
 New widows howl, new orphans cry; new sorrows 
 Strike heaven on the face, that it resounds 
 As if it felt with Scotland and yelled out 
 Like syllable of dolour. 
 
 Mr. Lincoln leaned back in his chair in 
 the shade after this passage was pronounced, 
 and for a long time wore a sad, sober face, 
 as if suddenly his thoughts had wandered 
 from the playroom far away to where his 
 great armies were contesting with the 
 rebellion a vast empire. 
 
 Interceding for her Father: Elizabeth Self 
 and Jeflf. Davis. 
 
 Poor Hessing Self was one of the many 
 
 loyalists in Tennessee who were imprison- 
 
 ' ed and barbarously treated by the rebels 
 
 j because of their fidelity to the Stars and 
 
 Stripes. He was told that a halter was 
 
 in preparation for him, only a few hours 
 
 previous to the time appointed. His 
 
 I daughter, who had come down to admin- 
 
 j ister to his comfort and consolation — a 
 
 ' most estimable girl, about twenty-one years 
 
 of age — Elizabeth Self, a tall, spare-made 
 
 President Lincoln at the Play of Macheth. 
 One evening at the Washington theatre, 
 while Macbeth was being rendered upon 
 the stage by Mr. Wallack and IMr. Daven- 
 port, President Lincohi Avas observed to be 
 present Avith his little " Tad " (Thaddeus 
 Lincoln) A\ith him. It beuig Mr. Lincoln's 
 favorite play, one could not repress a cer- 
 tain curiosity to knoAV — though he Avas 
 familiar Avith them as Avith stump-speaking, 
 doubtless — how certain passages Avould 
 strike him. "When the folloAving passage 
 betAveen Malcolm and Macduff* Avas pro- 
 noimced the audience was suddenly silent 
 as the grave : 
 
 Mai Let us seek out some desolate shade and there 
 
 Weep our sad bosoms empty. 
 
 Macd Let us rather 
 
 tlold fast the mortal sword and like good men 
 
 Interceding for her Father 
 
 girl, modest, handsomely attired, beggtd 
 leave to enter the jail to see her father. 
 They permitted her, contrary to their usual 
 custom and savage barbarity, to go in. 
 They had him in a small iron cage, a ter- 
 rible affair ; they opened a little door, and 
 the jailor admitted her. As she entered 
 the cage Avere her father was, she clasped 
 him around the neck, and he embraced her 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 135 
 
 also, throAving liis arms across her should- 
 ers. They sobbed and cried ; shed theu* 
 tears and made theii- moans. When they 
 had parted, wringing each other by the 
 hand, as she came out of the cage, stam- 
 mering and trying to utter something in- 
 telligible, she lisped the name of Mr. 
 Brownlow, who was confined within the 
 same walls. She knew his face, and he 
 could understand as much as that she de- 
 sired him to write a dispatch to Jefferson 
 Davis, and sign her name, begging him to 
 pardon her father. Mr. B. worded about 
 this : " Hon. Jefferson Davis. — My 
 father, Hessing Self, is sentenced to be 
 hanged at four o'clock to-day. I am living 
 at home, and my mother is dead. My father 
 is my earthly all ; upon him my hopes ai'e 
 centered ; and, friend, I pray you to par- 
 don him. Respectfully, Elizabeth 
 Self." Jefferson Davis, who then had a 
 better heart than some of his coadjutors, 
 immediately responded by commuting his 
 sentence to imprisonment. 
 
 Clerks of the President. 
 Some clever patriot, anxious that things 
 political should square a little more nicely 
 with his ideas of the necessities of the 
 public welfare, went to Washington, and 
 there sought the occupant of the White 
 House. He said to Mr. Lincoln, " Sir, 
 you must get rid of Mr. Seward — throw 
 him overboard." " Mr. Seward," said the 
 President, "is Secretary of State. He 
 conducts the diplomacy of the country. 
 Have you read his diplomatic correspon- 
 dence?" '"Yes, Sir." "Have you any 
 fault to find with it ? " "No, Sir." "Well, 
 Sir, he is my clerk ; I got him for that 
 purpose." " Well, but you should throw 
 Blair overboard." " Sir, Mr. Blair is 
 Postmaster General. Do you get your 
 papers and letters regularly?" "Yes, 
 Sir." Well, Sir, he is my clerk for that 
 purpose ; and /am President of the United 
 States." That was pretty much the idea 
 entertained by President Jackson of his 
 cabinet. 
 
 9 
 
 " Mr. Lincoln Forgrot It ! " 
 The capture of Mason and Slidell creat- 
 ed intense excitement tlircughout Europe, 
 and in no countiy perhaps was this excite- 
 ment more mercurial than in Paris. Pub- 
 lic opinion was in painful suspense in re- 
 gard to the forthcoming Presidential Mes- 
 sage, which it was supposed would contain 
 a broad and national enunciation relative 
 to the event which held almost the whole 
 world by the ears. The anxiously awaited 
 document duly arrived, but no word did 
 it contain about the affair of the Trent. 
 The surprise of the volatile Parisians 
 knew no bounds. A speculator at the 
 Bourse, more spirituelle than his col- 
 leagues, foiuid an explanation of the enig- 
 ma : " Mr. LmcoLu forgot it ! " The word 
 was taken up at once, and had an immense 
 success. Here was England about to fall 
 on the American coast with an armada 
 such as the world had never seen, all Eu- 
 rope was in consternation at the disasters 
 that were to follow such a struggle, com. 
 merce was already paralyzed, the funds 
 were fluctuating like the needle of a ba- 
 rometer before a storm, and — Mr. Lincoln 
 had forgotten even to speak of the circum- 
 stance ! The joke was too chilHng ; and 
 people swore while they laughed. Was 
 there ever such a people on the face of 
 the earth ? lis ne se doutent de rien ! 
 
 They fi^le while Rome is burnmg ! 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Examining' one of the Baltimore TJncon- 
 querables. 
 
 Considering the source from which the 
 following narration comes — the columns of 
 the Charleston Mercury — it may perhaps be 
 regarded as ' drawn rather mild,' though the 
 veraciousness of the affair, even as thus 
 given, is more than doubtful. It however 
 gives the rebels a chance to set off the 
 ".unconquerable spirit of the women of 
 Baltimore," and this is at least instructive 
 to the student of feminine benignity. But 
 to the " unconquerable" : — 
 
 A Mrs. W., of Baltimore, about to pay 
 a visit of a few days to the country, to some 
 relatives, was driving through the city in 
 
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 her own carriage, with her trunks strapped 
 behind. Suddenly the vehicle was stop- 
 ped by a policeman, who assured the lady 
 she was under arrest, and would be obliged 
 to repair immediately to the office of the 
 Provost-Marshal. Mrs. W., somewhat 
 indignant at the request, refused to go, 
 alleging as an excuse, that such a public 
 place was unfit for a lady to frequent ; she 
 said that she would go to the Commanding 
 General, Dix, at Fort McHenry, but if 
 the policeman attempted to take her to the 
 Provost Marshal she would shoot him. 
 
 " As you please, madam ; I will get into 
 the carriage and go to the fort with you." 
 
 " You are mistaken," replied Mrs. W., 
 " this carriage is mine, and if you attempt 
 to get into it I will immediately fire upon 
 you." 
 
 The policeman took a seat with her 
 coachman, in whom Mrs. W. confided as 
 her protector, and they drove to Fort Mc- 
 Henry. On reaching the Fort, she sent 
 for General Dix, and seeing her he said : 
 
 " Madam, I do not know how to address 
 you." 
 
 " It is time you did. Sir, since I am ar- 
 rested, I suppose, by your authority." 
 
 " Madam, you look wearied ; walk into 
 my office." 
 
 Ordering some regulars to bring in the 
 trunk and search it, the General remarked 
 to Mrs. W. : "^ 
 
 " This is a military necessity, madam, I 
 would these things were not, but the Gov- 
 ernment must be supported. ' United we 
 stand,' you knoAV. Madam, have you any 
 sons in the Confederate army ? " 
 
 " I have three. Sir." 
 
 " Did you aid and encourage them to 
 enlist in that sei'vice ? " 
 
 "General Dix, are you a married man ? " 
 
 " I am, madam." 
 
 " Then ask your wife what she would 
 have done under similar circumstances." 
 
 '* Madam, you look faint and weary ; 
 let me order you some refreshments." 
 
 " "What ! eat here ? I, a Southern wo- 
 man, break bread with the Yankees ? 
 
 Never ! while they are the miserable foes 
 they have proved themselves. Every day 
 I see more clearly the necessity of an eter- 
 nal separation. And where the dividing 
 Ime is fixed I want a wall built so high 
 that a Yankee can never scale it ! " 
 
 The trunk breakers having satisfied 
 themselves that nothing objectionable to 
 the Administration could be found, report- 
 ed the same to General Dix, who, on con- 
 sultation, determined to have the person 
 of Mrs. W. searched. The gallant Gen- 
 eral remarked : 
 
 " Madam, it is necessary now that your 
 person be searched ; you will not object, I 
 hope ? " 
 
 " Oh, no. Sir, if the person to perfonu 
 that ignoble office is a female." 
 
 " Oh, yes, madam, a lady, your equal." 
 
 " Sir, you are mistaken — not a lady, 
 nor my equal. Were she either, she 
 would not do the degi-admg work you as- 
 sign her." 
 
 Mrs. W. was taken to a private apart- 
 ment, and the search was begun. Find- 
 ing the woman delinquent, Mrs. W. threat- 
 ened to report her, if she did not perform 
 her duty faithfully. " Pull oflf my shoes," 
 she continued ; " look well into them ; 
 make a thorough search, and see if you 
 can find a combination of red and white, 
 or anything inimical to the Union-savers ; 
 look well, or I will report you." 
 
 The w^oman finding nothing treasonable 
 upon Mrs. W., returned with her to the 
 gallant General, telling him she would not 
 search another lady for five hundred dol- 
 lars : that such a persevering character 
 she had never encountered. 
 
 General Dix, shocked, no doubt, at 
 Mrs. Ws agitated appearance, again pro- 
 posed refreshments, saying, 
 
 " Madam, do have a glass of wine." 
 
 " Only on the condition, Sir, that you 
 will drink with me to the health and suc- 
 cess of General Beauregard ! " 
 
 The wine, it is believed, was not taken. 
 Mrs. W. then, turning to General Dix, 
 said •■ 
 
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 137 
 
 « Sir, I hope you are satisfied that I have 
 nothing traitorous to your righteous (!) 
 cause. You thought to find the Confeder- 
 ate flag in my trunk, or on my person ; in- 
 deed, you are not good at hide and seek. 
 Your soldiers are too Httle interested in 
 your righteous cause to serve you faithful- 
 ly. They searched my house a fortnight 
 since for the flag. Both you and they 
 have been foiled. I sent that flag to Vir- 
 ginia ten days since under a load of »vood ; 
 it now waves over the glorious Confeder- 
 ates at Manassas. Sir, it seems the Yan- 
 kees' pecuhar pleasure is to try to frighten 
 Avomen and children. They cannot gain 
 battles, so they revenge themselves in this 
 ignoble manner. And now, Sir, I imagine 
 you have done." 
 
 " I I'egret, madam, that we should have 
 met under these unfortunate circumstances. 
 I will detain you no longer." 
 
 " Sir, I demand one thing of you, before 
 I depart. I have been arrested on suspi- 
 cion. I desire now an honorable dis- 
 charge." 
 
 " Oh, madam, that is unnecessary ; it is 
 a mere form, and therefore useless." 
 
 " I like forms. General Dix, particu- 
 larly when comiected with official docu- 
 ments." 
 
 The General, seeing Mrs. "W. determin- 
 ed, ordered the Secretary to write the dis- 
 charge, and, handing it to Mrs. W., said : 
 
 " Madam, I believe that is all." 
 
 "No, Sir, not all yet. I wish your 
 name added. I believe that it is essential 
 to such a document." ijjj^ 
 
 The General, more reluctant to sign his 
 name than to grant the discharge, was 
 finally brought to the point. 
 
 " And now, General Dix," said Mrs. 
 W.," do you know what I intend doing 
 Avith this discharge ? I shall send it to 
 my sons at Manassas, and if they have 
 any of the spirit of their mother, they will 
 one day make you rue this encounter." 
 
 After Mrs. W. left, they say the Gener- 
 al vowed he would not see another woman 
 lor three years, three months, and three 
 
 days, calling, no doubt, to mind, Richard 
 CiBur de Lion's famous truce with Saladin 
 
 Poor Pat's Idea of the Thing. 
 
 There is a story told of an Irishman 
 Avho, landing in New York harbor, was 
 met and Avelcomed by a countryman who 
 had been longer here. 
 
 " Welcome, Pat," said the latter, " I'm 
 glad to see ye ; you've come just in time, 
 for to-morrow's election day." 
 
 Pat and his friend took some refresh- 
 ment together, and presently the newly- 
 arrived began to make some inquu'ies 
 about voting. 
 
 " Ye'll vote for who ye plaize," said his 
 friend, " sure it's a free counthry." 
 
 "Well, thin, be-gorra," rejoined Pat, 
 " I go agin the government — that's what 
 I always did at home." 
 
 Juvenile Political Sentiments. 
 
 An artist from the North was sitting on 
 a blufi", at New Orleans, making a sketch 
 of a river scene, when a whole bevy of 
 little children came round to Avatch him, 
 conversing freely upon the merits and de- 
 merits of the picture, with all the acute- 
 ness and correctness of any full-groAvn 
 critic. A convei-sation between the artist 
 and the little ones soon commenced, and 
 as the lighter the straAv the better can be 
 seen the way the wind blows, these little 
 felloAvs gave the man of the pencil as good 
 an insight into the real state of political 
 feeling there as could have been obtained 
 from the older and more Avily population. 
 
 " What are you all, youngsters — Union 
 or Secesh ? '^ asked the artist. 
 
 " Union, Sir," simultaneously exclaimed 
 the half-dozen tiny voices, Avith a decision 
 that was surprising, 
 
 " Oh, yes, it's very well to tell me that, 
 with all those blue-coats coming up the 
 hill ; but were you not all Secesh yester- 
 day?" 
 
 " No, Sir ! we were always Union," 
 firmly replied the leader — the same Avho 
 had been reading from the note-book — 
 
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 " we ain't afraid of your soldiers, either ; 
 when they come here we know we are 
 going to have something to eat." 
 
 " Don't you have any thing to eat, then, 
 when the rebels are here ? " 
 
 " Scarcely any thing, Sir ; there is'nt a 
 thing they see they don't take ; " and then 
 the whole of them began eagerly, at once, 
 to give his individual experience of cases 
 of extortion and oppression among poor 
 families. 
 
 " But though you are for the Union, my 
 little friends," continued the artist, "I 
 guess your parents are all Secesh." 
 
 " No, Sir ; mine ain't," cried one, " they 
 took the oath." 
 
 " So did mine," chimed in all the oth- 
 ers. 
 
 " Don't you think your parents took it 
 because they were afraid of us ? " asked 
 the artist, turnmg to his young friend of 
 the note-book. 
 
 "No, Sir; father and mother were al- 
 ways Union. I wish you could have seen 
 how she took care of a sick Michigan 
 soldier for three nK)nths; he used to call 
 her mother, and the soldiers always loved 
 father and mother. I wish I could show 
 you my mother, Sir." 
 
 The artist said he would be glad to see 
 her, and shortly after set out with the boy 
 to show him through the town, Avhich he 
 did most effectually, pointing out not only 
 every building and thing of note, but 
 every well-known Union or Secesh dwell- 
 ing. The former appeared to be in a la- 
 mentable minority ; and others again he 
 said had taken the oath, but he didn't 
 think they were " good for much." 
 
 Where are They? 
 General Butler, during the interval of 
 his military duties, made a visit to the 
 White Mountains in New Hampshire, and 
 wliile there he was compelled to make a 
 speech. He enumerated the various 
 points gained by the Union armies, and 
 the work which had been accomplished, in 
 the fdlowina; strain: "The flag of the 
 
 Union to-day floats in every State of the 
 Union but Texas. The rebellion came 
 upon us when we were possessed of an 
 army less than any other country keeps 
 for an armed police. Traitorous hands 
 had so disposed of it, and scattered our 
 navy, that neither was available to imme- 
 diately crush the incipient rebellion. But 
 in two years we have seen three-quarters 
 of a million of men raised." Before this 
 last sentence was completed, one of the 
 audience asked in a sneering tone, 
 
 " Where are they now ? " 
 
 " Where are they now ? " replied 
 General Butler, with his customary prompt- 
 ness, " Some of them he sleeping beneath 
 the sod ; and others are still fighting the 
 battles of their country; while you re- 
 main at home aiding the cause of trai- 
 tors ! " 
 
 Hosecrans and Vallandig'haiu coming' to an 
 Understanding. 
 
 When Vallandigham arrived at Mur- 
 freesboro', General Rosecrans went to see 
 him. " I wanted to see you," said the 
 General ; " I wanted to see you, Vallan- 
 digham, to gee if you had a rascal's face." 
 Then changing the subject rather abrupt- 
 ly, and bringing down the forefinger of his 
 right hand in that rapier-like style which 
 is a conspicuous feature of his gesticula- 
 tion when he is in terrible earnest, he 
 said : " Vallandigham, don't you come 
 back here. If — you — do — Vallandigham, 
 
 I'll be , and may God foi'give me for 
 
 the expression — I'll be if I don't 
 
 hcmg you ! " 
 
 People will be pleased to remember 
 that the General claims that he "never 
 blasphemes, but sometimes swears." 
 
 John Letcher's Views on a Very Personal 
 Subject. 
 
 When the boys of the Fifteenth West 
 
 Virginia regiment went into Lexington, 
 
 Va., they paid a visit to the home of Ex- 
 
 Gov. Letcher, and among other things 
 
 found in his dwelling was a composition 
 
 read by him during his school days. As 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 
 
 139 
 
 the composition is on a subject that might 
 have proved of no small personal interest 
 to the author, it is here given word for 
 word, and letter for letter. The subject 
 is that of Capital Punishment. 
 
 The manuscript bears the following in- 
 dorsement on its back, and is also signed 
 by its author, viz : 
 
 " John Letcher, Composition read Sept. 
 25th, 1830. 
 
 I have often thought if capital punish- 
 ments were abolished, our Constitution 
 would be rendered more wholesome. 
 
 To hang a man looks too much like bar- 
 barism among a people who call them- 
 selves a civUized nation, when we con- 
 sider the manner in which publick execu- 
 tions are attended. They are generally 
 if not always attended with riot and 
 drunkenness, which is very prejudicial to 
 morality, whereas if there were no publick 
 executions this not be the case. A great 
 multitude of people from a distance at- 
 tend these executions whose families are 
 on the eve of starving. 
 
 It Avould have been better J. M. Jones 
 had been confined in the penitentiary 
 than to have been hung he would have 
 had a chance to repent and the State 
 would have been paid for keeping him the 
 time he was confined in Lynchburg. Up- 
 on the whole 1 am inclined to tliink if 
 capital punishments were abolished our 
 constitution would be rendered more 
 wholesome. J. Letcher. 
 
 September 24th, 1830." 
 
 Mr. Cass's Backbone. 
 
 Colonel Eastman of Chicago, having 
 paid a visit to General Cass, narrates his 
 political conversation with that venerable 
 statesman, in substance as follows : 
 
 Colonel Eastman — I have always ad- 
 mired and supported you as a Democrat, 
 but perhaps you will not regard me as a 
 Democrat now, as I have pledged my 
 support to the present officers of the Gov- 
 ernment, and to all the war measures. 
 
 General Cass — You are right. TTie 
 
 Government is right. You young men 
 must sustain it. 
 
 ■ Col. E. — But I approve of the Eman- 
 cipation Proclamation, and all. 
 
 Gen. C. — So do I. Whether or not the 
 President had the constitutional right to 
 declare the slaves free, the President's 
 friends do not strengthen the measure by 
 claiming it to be constitutional. I do not 
 deny that there is that in the Constitution 
 to justify the act ; but the circumstances 
 of the country clearly justify it. I do not 
 fear its effect in the South — I only hope 
 it will prove effectual. I cannot under- 
 stand how any old Democrat can have any 
 sympathy with the South; and I hope 
 that if there are any persons in the North 
 who would ever consent to a separation, 
 they will not be permitted to have any 
 position or influence. 
 
 The old general and statesman showed 
 a good stiff backbone. 
 
 Cavender, the Martyr Preacher. 
 
 There was in Van Buren County, Ten- 
 nessee, an old Methodist preacher, of a 
 great deal of ability, named Cavender. 
 He was from the first, a most determined 
 Union man, and as his influence in the 
 County was great, they determined to 
 make an example of him and get him out 
 of the way. So the most rabid among 
 the rebels took the aged and service-worn 
 preacher out of his house, put a rope 
 around his neck, and, setting him upon a 
 horse, led him out into a forest. They 
 then told him that unless he would pub- 
 licly renounce his Unionism they were 
 ready to hang him. Poor Cavender re- 
 plied; 
 
 " God gave me breath to bear witness 
 to His truth, and when I must turn it to 
 the work of lies and crime, it is well 
 enough to yield it up to Him who gave 
 it." 
 
 They then asked him if he had any 
 parting request. He said " he had no hope 
 that they would attend to any thing he 
 might ask." They said they would. He 
 
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 then requested that they would take his 
 body to his daughter with a request that 
 she woukl lay it beside the remains of his 
 departed wife. They then said : 
 
 " It's time to go to your prayers." 
 
 " I'm not one of the sort," he replied, 
 " who has to Avait imtil a rope is around 
 his neck to pray." 
 
 "Come, old man ; no nonsense ; if you 
 don't swear to stand by the Southern 
 Confederacy you'll have to hang," at the 
 same time tying the rope to a branch. 
 
 ** Hang away," said the old man. 
 
 One of them then gave a blow with a 
 whip to the horse ujion which poor C'aveu- 
 der sat — the horse sprang forward, and 
 the faithful servant of God and his coun- 
 try passed into eternity. As already re- 
 corded, they said they would fulfil his last 
 request. Well, they cut the flesh off his 
 bones and threw it to the hogs ; his heart 
 was cut out and lay in a public place till 
 it rotted. 
 
 Bad Atmosphere for a Patriot's Lungs. 
 
 In one of the Chelsea (Mass.) horse 
 cars, there one day exhibited himself an 
 original ' secesh ' sympathizer — and after- 
 wards a groaner, of course — who com- 
 menced the usual doleful lament common 
 to that class, about the great rise in prices 
 in this article and that, with the gold groan 
 as a clincher to the whole story. There 
 was not a word of hope or cheer for the 
 country ; nothing but the evils from which 
 civil wars are inseparable, could he see. 
 Presently a returned soldier spoke some- 
 thing in this wise : — 
 
 '• All you, say may be true, sir, but we 
 have no such sort of talk in the aniiy. 
 No man would be allowed to utter siich 
 sentiments by the troops who are fightinf 
 the battles of their country to save it. I 
 have served in the field three years. My 
 time has expired. I joined the army from 
 patriotic motives — because I believe we 
 have a country worth fighting for, and the 
 Union is our only hope. I am sick and 
 tired of hearing such talk as I have just 
 
 heard from you ; and I am going to the 
 field again, partly to get away from on 
 atmosphere that tolerates such people." 
 Secesh sympathizer dmubed. 
 
 " G-od's Flag-." 
 As one of the brigades of the reserve 
 corps which came up to the rescue of Gen- 
 eral Thomas at Chickamauga was march- 
 ing through the town of Athens, a bright- 
 eyed girl of four summers was looking 
 intently at the sturdy fellows as they 
 tramped by. When she saw the sun 
 glancing through the stripes of dazzling red 
 and on the golden stars of the flag, she 
 
 "God's Flag." 
 
 exclaimed, clappmg her hands : " Oh, pa .' 
 pa ! God made that flag ! — see the stars ! 
 — it's God's flag!" A shout, deep and 
 loud, went up from that column, and many 
 a bronzed veteran lifted his hat as he 
 passed the sunny-haired child of bright 
 and happy thoughts, resolving, if his good 
 right arm availed anything, God's flag 
 should conquer. What a sweet and happy 
 ohristening the glorious ensign received 
 from those artless lips — ' God's flag ! ' and 
 so it is. 
 
 Taking: his Choice. 
 The proffering of the Union oath of alle- 
 giance to the people of Tennessee, in the 
 infected districts, proved a severe expert- 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 141 
 
 mentum crucis to the professed patriotism 
 of some of tlie people there. As a speci- 
 men of the amusing scenes witnessed in 
 the provost-marshal's office, the following 
 wiU illustrate the 'situation:' A surly 
 planter presented himself, desiring to trans- 
 fer himself or his goods to the North. 
 
 " Certainly, sir ; " responded the mar- 
 shal, " you will be obliged to take the oath 
 of allegiance to the United States Gov- 
 ernment." 
 
 After some hesitation, and considerable 
 inwai-d squu-ming, the applicant gruffly re- 
 marked — 
 
 '•Well, I'll take it." 
 
 The oath was propounded. As it was 
 read out, the applicant's face assumed an 
 expression of mingled surprise and indig- 
 nation, almost sublime in its mtensity. 
 
 " Wliy, sir, I can not take that oath. It 
 compels me to discountenance and discour- 
 age secession forever." 
 
 " Yes, sir." 
 
 " And then it binds me to maintain the 
 National authority over that of my own 
 State. No, sir, I can not take that oath." 
 
 " Very well, sir, there is no compulsion 
 m the matter. But until you do, I shall 
 be obliged to refuse you permission to 
 leave town, or to sliip or receive goods by 
 the river." 
 
 is not far distant. If you Avish to hold us 
 (meaning his brigade) prisoners very long, 
 you had better send us further South, for 
 before the month is out Memphis will be 
 in our possession, and then the Mississippi 
 valley will be lost to you and the back- 
 bone of the rebelhon broken." 
 
 Object of the War on the Kebel Side. 
 
 On the Louisville and Nashville rail- 
 road, when the cars were conveying the 
 gallant Union soldiers and the rebel pris- 
 oners, a Union officer coming along said 
 to a Confederate chap, " "Will you answer 
 me one question ? What are you fighting 
 for ? " " Wliat are yous ? " was the imme- 
 diate reply of ' Alabammy,' and some 
 others. " That is not answering my ques- 
 tion. I asked you first," said the officer. 
 At this there were mutterings of ' liberty 
 bills,' ' abolitionists,' ' miconstitutional,' and 
 some such expressions- " We are fighting 
 for the rich man^s niggers" finally spoke 
 up an intelligent-looking Corporal, in a 
 clear-ringing and decided voice. There 
 were some ' constitutional ' mutterings 
 
 Object of the War on the Union Side. 
 
 When the train from Corinth arrived 
 at the Memphis and Chai'leston railroad 
 depot, having on board General Prentiss 
 and a portion of his brigade captured at 
 the battle of Shiloh, a large crowd assem- 
 bled to see the Yankees ; but no disrespect 
 was shown them. On the contrary, bread, 
 cakes, pies, tobacco and cigars were given 
 them without stint. Said a rebel Colonel 
 to General Prentiss : 
 
 "What are the Federals fighting /or?" 
 
 " For the restoration of the Union as it 
 was,'' replied the General. 
 
 " You don't think reconstruction is pos- 
 sible, do you ? " continued ,the Colonel. 
 
 " Yes," said the General, "and the event 
 
 R. M. T, Hunter. 
 
 against this, on the Confederate side of 
 the house, but they were entirely too fee- 
 ble to neutralize the impression of truth 
 fulness which the first remark made upon 
 all the crowd, both Confederates and Un- 
 ionists. "That is all you need to say," 
 observed the officer ; " that short sentence 
 
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 covers the whole ground." In reply to 
 the remark that " there would be a large 
 number in the South who had never been 
 in the habit of working before the war, 
 who would be found to have learned to 
 do so since," Reb. said: "Oh, yes, one 
 good thmg about this war is that it will 
 teach many of the rich, lazy fellows how 
 to work and take care of themselves, 
 which they never knew how to do before." 
 Had R. M. T. Hunter's famous pronuncia- 
 mento to the people of Virginia been ac- 
 companied with those last two lines, it 
 would have been an antidote to his pol- 
 ished falsifications that would have saved 
 the " old mother State " from plunging 
 into a four years' war that soaked every 
 acre of her soil with blood — yea, would 
 have deprived the Confederacy of its first, 
 strongest and most vital foothold. . 
 
 Investigation by General Butler into General 
 Phelps's Insanity. 
 
 While in command at Fortress Monroe, 
 some officers told General Butler that they 
 had been conversing with General Phelps, 
 and that he (Gen. P.) was manifestly 
 crazy. General Butler, with his chai'ac- 
 teristic promptness, went over at once and 
 conversed with General Phelps, and found 
 him as usual quite sensible. A few days 
 after that, some Vermont gentlemen ai-- 
 rived, to urge the appointment of General 
 Phelps to some expedition. General But- 
 ler said, A^dth great solemnity, " But, gen- 
 tlemen, have you not heard the sad re- 
 ports of the insanity of Genei-al Phelps ? " 
 The Vermont friends of Gen. P. were 
 veiy indignant, and were denouncing the 
 charge as malicious, when General Butler 
 interrupted them by saying, " Stop, gen- 
 tlemen, I have looked thoroughly into the 
 matter of General Phelps's insanity, and 
 find that it is only that he has become an 
 Abolitionist two months before you and I." 
 
 American Consul at Matamoras. The; 
 Mexicans, having previously learned oi 
 his intention to do so, decided to give him 
 a public reception. A deputation was dis- 
 patched to invite him to the Public Hall. 
 The military were paraded, a salute was 
 fired, and all the enthusiasm of a gala day 
 was manifested. Speeches were made by 
 Srs. Argues, Cartina, and others, express- 
 ing their sympathy with the Federal cause 
 in the United States, and their belief that 
 the result would be favorable to the cause 
 represented by General Banks. General 
 Banks replied, hoping that Mexico would 
 come out of her present troubles trium- 
 phant, and, after a great many mutual ex- 
 pressions of friendship and sympathy, the 
 party adjourned to the office of the Ameri- 
 can Consul. The citizens of Matamoras 
 were highly pleased with the quiet, unas- 
 suming manner of the American General. 
 One poor fellow, however, seemed greatly 
 disappointed. He was an old Mexican 
 soldier, had fought at Palo Alto and Re- 
 saca de la Palma. He evidently expected 
 to see sometliing more than human. 
 
 "Ah, Senor," said he, " the Americans 
 are not what they were at Palo Alto. I 
 remember them well there ; their horses 
 Avere larger than elephants, and the head 
 of a mounted American reached the 
 heavens ! " 
 
 American Soldiers Then and Now. 
 Aff;er the captui-e of Brownsville, Texas, 
 General Banks paid an official visit to the 
 
 Unexpected Kebuff. 
 
 Emerson Etheridge, formerly clerk of 
 the House of Representatives, at Wash- 
 ington, was introduced to Brutus J. Clay 
 of Kentucky, and immediately began to 
 denoimce the government. Mr. Clay, 
 after hearing his tempest a few moments, 
 replied: 
 
 "Well, Mr. Etheridge, this is pretty 
 rough. Before the war, when I was a 
 Democrat, I used to hear of you down in 
 Tennessee as an Abolitionist. You must 
 have lately changed your views." 
 
 This was somewhat wilting to the retir- 
 ing clerk, who supposed that he had got a 
 man after his own heart. He plucked up 
 
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 143 
 
 courage, however, and went into another 
 tirade. Mr. Clay, thereupon, with calm- 
 ness mingled with manifest indignation, 
 rising to his full height, interrupted — 
 
 "Well, 'sir, this is our first meeting. 
 Your language, sir, seems to me atrocious, 
 and all I have to say to you is, that when 
 men talk thus down in Kentucky, we re- 
 gard them as secessionists, and treat them 
 
 accordingly" 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Mutability of Public Reputation. 
 The sudden changes in the popularity 
 of our political and military cliieftains 
 have been most remarkable, — so much so 
 as to lead to the inquiry, " AYhat is lastmg 
 distinction ? " There are, for instance, not 
 many people in Boston who will faU to 
 recollect the part they bore in the sponta- 
 neous triumph which overwhelmed Gen- 
 eral Banks on his return to Massachusetts 
 during the war. On the very day in ques- 
 tion, that favorite of the people was con- 
 gratulated by a friend on the hold which 
 he had on the public favor. " Yes, mad- 
 am," said he, with his grave and expres- 
 sive smile, " and the first mistake I make, 
 
 they will forget it all," — a prediction that 
 more than one General's experience most 
 amply verified during the struggle, not 
 excepting the General who thus so philo- 
 sophically expressed himself But, what 
 Banks, through unavoidable obstacles, 
 failed to execute, of his well planned cam- 
 
 paign in the Shenandoah, the gallant Sher- 
 idan abundantly retrieved by his brilliant 
 and successful tactics — his name and fame 
 encrowned with ineffaceable splendor. 
 
 Coroing- Events Cast their Shadows Before. 
 When Marcus Morton was Governor 
 of Massachusetts for the first time, he one 
 day addressed his Council in the executive 
 apartment at the State House upon his 
 intended appointments, and " among other 
 matters he alluded to a petition from a 
 young man who desired to fill the situation 
 of messenger to the Governor and Council. 
 The applicant had then just commenced 
 his public career, having spoken at polit- 
 ical meetings with excellent effect. The 
 Governor remarked Avith reference to the 
 matter: "I have considered his case and 
 I shall not appoint him, for he is too smart 
 a man and too good a mechanic to fill the 
 position." "^Yhat did you say Avas his 
 name?" asked a councillor, Avho had not 
 listened very attentively: "His name," 
 replied the Governor, "is Nathaniel P. 
 Banks." That General Banks was one 
 of the truest-hearted, though not ahvays 
 the most successful, of patriots, in the hour 
 of his country's Avo, no one Avill deny 
 
 Length of the War according to Floridan 
 ChronologTT. 
 
 The sublime ignorance in Avhich the 
 poor non-slavehslding Avhites of the South 
 are steeped is pretty fairly exemplified in 
 the folio Aving: 
 
 In the month of February, 1864, when 
 the United States troops penetrated to 
 Jacksonville, Florida, some Confederate 
 soldiers were captured. A motley crcAv 
 they were, whose picturesque variety of 
 raggedness bore here and there some in- 
 dications of aim at military style, but 
 nothing of what could be called " uniform," 
 Tavo men claimed exemption from cap- 
 ture as being civilians. One of the two 
 owned to having been impressed into the 
 Confederate army, but alleged that he had 
 jrot his discharge and Avas then a civilian. 
 
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 " How long were you a soldier? 
 Captain Randolph. 
 
 "Three years," replied the prisoner. 
 
 " The Confederate army has been three 
 years in the field — eh?" asked the Cap- 
 tain. 
 
 " No," answered the ' cracker,' " but I 
 was in the State of Florida service part 
 of the time." 
 
 Length of the ^Var. 
 
 " How long were you a soldier for Flor- 
 ida?" 
 
 "Two years," said the ex-conscript. 
 
 " And how long has the war been going 
 forward?" asks the Captain again, 
 
 " Well, I suppose going on fifteen years," 
 replied the prisoner. 
 
 " Ai-e you sure of that ? " his captor in- 
 quired. 
 
 "Now, I hain't kept no* strict tally,'-' the 
 Floridan veteran answers, "but this I do 
 know, sarten ; Ave've ben hangin' the darn- 
 ed Ab'lishnists a darned sight longer time 
 nor that ; well, 'bout's long's I km remem- 
 ber!" 
 
 asked ! act of brutality to a high official, which in 
 later days found its counterpart in Brooks's 
 assault on Senator Sumner. 
 
 The inauguration of the monument Was 
 maiTed by a brutal and cowarflly assault 
 on the President of the United States. In 
 the early part of May, 1833, the steamer 
 Cygnet was bearing Andrew Jackson, ou 
 his way from the Capital to lay its corner 
 stone. The Cabinet and many guests were 
 on board, and the beauty of the day, and 
 the music of peace charmed the company. 
 While he sat over his newspaper smoking 
 in the cabin, a dismissed Lieutenant of the 
 Navy suddenly attacked the President, 
 striking the General in the face with his 
 gloved hand, but was instantly seized by 
 the bystanders. In the melee the table 
 behind which the President sat was broken 
 doAvn. The old hero only remarked : " No 
 villain has ever escaped me before, and he 
 would not had it not been for the table." 
 It seemed as if the sacred errand of the 
 President was about to be defeated, but 
 the boat sailed on and he accomplished his 
 duty, as was his wont, forgetful of himself 
 
 Interesting Scrap of History. 
 While on the hights of Fredericksburg, 
 the attention of our men was often at- 
 tracted by the shaft of an imposing mon- 
 ument in full view, and many took occa- 
 sion to visit and examine it. Though its 
 commemorative object belonged, as is well 
 
 Mrs. Polk Defining her Political Position. 
 
 Much has been said of the secession 
 proclivities of Mrs. Polk, the widow of the 
 late President. A writer in one of the 
 Avestern journals gives an account of an 
 intervicAV Avhich he had Avitli that distm- 
 guished lady, Avhile he Avas on a visit to 
 Nashville, during high disunion times. He 
 I'cmarked to her: 
 
 "Mrs. Polk, I Imve heard you accused, 
 since I haA-e been in NashA'ille, of being a 
 bitter secessionist: how is this?" 
 
 She quickly and Avarmly responded in 
 substance as folloAvs: 
 
 " JVIi-. G , that is a wrongful accusa- 
 tion. I ncA^er Avas a secessionist, and I 
 don't think I ever Avill be one. I always 
 
 said there Avas no excuse for the course 
 taken by my misguided Southern friends. 
 I said that Mr. Lincoln Avas constitution- 
 known, to the past, there is a strange rem- [ ally elected, and that that election should 
 iniscence connected Avith its history, — an i be acquiesced in by every true patriot. I 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 145 
 
 go, Sir, for my Government — my whole 
 Government." 
 
 "In other words, Mrs. Polk, you go for 
 that United States of which your late hon- 
 ored husband was once the President." 
 
 " Yes, Sir," she responded, with marked 
 emphasis, "I do. I knoAV my name has 
 been placed before the pubhc — once at 
 least — in a connection that may have en- 
 gendered in some minds doubts of my loy- 
 alty ; but was so placed against my wishes 
 and remonstrances. But inasmuch as it 
 was done for a humane and charitable pur- 
 pose, I said nothing publicly about it. I 
 do not deny," she added, " that my wo- 
 manly sympathies are with the South, and 
 that I often catch myself exulting over the 
 success of the Confederate arms, but this is 
 only when my reason is taken prisoner and 
 my judgment temporarily suspended at 
 the bidding of my sympathies, prejudices 
 and affections. I was born in the South. 
 From mfancy to old age — for my days 
 now, you know, ' are in the sere and yel- 
 low leaf,' — my suiToundings have all been 
 Southern. My relatives, my friends, and 
 more than all, my late loved and honored 
 husband, were all of that 'sunny clime.' 
 Is it, then, reasonable to suppose that, 'in 
 a moment, in the twinkling of an eye,' 
 with the frosts of many winters upon my 
 head, I can throw off, as I would a gar- 
 ment, all the affections, all the endearing 
 associations, all the prejudices (if you 
 please) of a long life? No! No! this can- 
 not be. And yet, dear Sir, notwithstand- 
 ing all this, I long, and pray, and yearn 
 for a restoration of my distracted country 
 to its former peaceful and happy condition ; 
 for a restoration of the ' Union as it was.' " 
 The words italicized in the above afford 
 a pretty direct clue to the alleged disloyal 
 proclivities of the venerable lady. • 
 
 Armstrong, the Eebel Dominie, before Gen- 
 eral Butler. 
 
 One of the most interesting cases that 
 came before General Butler to decide, in 
 respect to loyalty, was that of Rev. Geo. D. 
 
 Armstrong, of Norfolk, Virginia, the same 
 clergyman upon whom sentence of impris- 
 onment at Fort Hatteras was pronomiced, 
 for his rebel sentiments. An aide of Gen- 
 eral Butler conducted the first examina- 
 tion, but the General himself afterwards 
 made a careful personal mvestigation, 
 cross-questioning Mr. Armstrong very 
 closely. 
 
 General Butler — I perceive that in your 
 former examination you declinecf answer- 
 ing the question : " Do you call yourself a 
 loyal man in letter and spirit to day?" 
 
 Mr, Armstrong — I do not decline to 
 answer now ; if I were to put my own in- 
 terpretation upon it, I should say I am; 
 but I don't know. Sir. 
 
 General — Well, Sir, perhaps I can 
 teach you. Now, Sir, what is the name 
 of that gentleman who had taken the oath, 
 and while coming out of the Custom 
 House with you, made the remark that he 
 "would like to spit upon the Northern 
 Yankees?' 
 
 Mr. A.— Mr. Charles Reid. I declined 
 to answer on my former examination, be- 
 cause I had not his consent to tell. Sir; 
 but since that, I have seen him, and he 
 has given me his consent to mention his 
 name. 
 
 General — Where is Mr. Reid? 
 
 Mr. A.— He is in Norfolk. 
 
 General — (to an aid) — Telegraph to 
 Colonel Weldon, provost-marshal, Nor- 
 folk, to arrest Mr. Charles Reid and send 
 him here. He lives on Main street. 
 
 General — He stated that as he came 
 out from taking the oath? 
 
 Mr. A.— Yes, Sir. 
 
 General — With the oath fresh on his 
 lips and the words hardly dry in his mouth, 
 he said he " wanted to spit in the face of 
 the Northern Yankees ! " 
 
 Mr. A. — Well, General, he took it Avith 
 the same view as I did. 
 
 General — I agree, to that. Sir. 
 
 Mr. A. — I meant to say — 
 
 General — Stop, Sir, I don't like to be 
 insulted. You said. Sir, that that infernal 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION. 
 
 secessionist wanted to spit in the faces of 
 loyal men of tliis Union, and that you took 
 the oath with tlie same view as he did, or 
 rather he took it with the same view that 
 you did — it makes no difference which. I 
 agree, Sir, that you did, I have treated 
 you. Sir, during this interview, with pro- 
 priety and courtesy up to this moment, 
 and yet you, Sir, here tell me, in order to 
 clear this vile wretch, who shall be pun- 
 ished as he deserves, that you tpok the 
 oath to my Government with the same 
 view that he did. 
 
 Mr. A. — Well, Sir, it was a mortifying 
 fact to confess that we were a conquered 
 people, and it was the irritation growing 
 out of ihat fact. 
 
 General — You have not helped it, Sir. 
 You had not better go on in that direction 
 any further. Sir, for your own sake. Now, 
 Sii% while you did preach a very virulent 
 sermon upon "The Victory of Manassas," 
 at the recommendation of the Confederate 
 Congress, have you ever since preached 
 in your pulpit a sermon favorable to the 
 Union cause, or one that would be likely 
 to please the loyal, and displease the dis- 
 loyal? 
 
 Mr. A. — No, Sir, I never have. 
 
 After some further sharp questioning, 
 the examination was continued and con- 
 cluded as follows: 
 
 General — You said you looked upon the 
 hanging of John Brown as just and right, 
 because he interfered with the peace of 
 the country. 
 
 Mr. A. — Yes, Sir. 
 
 General — Very good. Sir. Now, then, 
 would you look upon the hanging of prom- 
 inent rebels, Jefferson Davis, for instance, 
 as just and right? You know that the 
 rebels have 'interfered with the peace of 
 the couniry' and have caused rivers of 
 blood to flow -VYhere John Brown only 
 caused pints. What do you say to that? 
 
 ]Mr, A.— I would not. Sir. 
 
 General — Are your sympathies with the 
 Union or the Confederate cause? 
 
 Ml-. A.— With the Confederates. 
 
 The examination was terminated by the 
 following order from the General : 
 
 " Make an order that this man be com- 
 mitted to the guard-house in close confine- 
 ment, there to remain until further orders ; 
 and send a copy of this examination to 
 the officer in command there." 
 
 A "Long" Portrait. 
 
 Some curious reminiscences attach to 
 the career of Alexander Long, of Ohio, 
 whose well-known pro-southern speech 
 and course in Congress, during the war, 
 raised him to such bad eminence. 
 
 He was a candidate for Congress dur- 
 hig the dark days of 1862, Avhen McClel- 
 lan retreated from the Peninsula, when 
 Pope transferred his head-quarters from 
 the saddle to the fortifications at Wash- 
 ington, and Avhen Kirby Smith was be- 
 sieging Cincinnati — Alexander's home. 
 He was wonderfully patriotic ; was a mem- 
 ber of the military committee of Hamil- 
 ton County, and gave liberally toward the 
 payment of bounty for recruits ; he madei 
 speeches urging men to enlist in the glo- 
 rious cause of his country ; talked war, 
 and declared he was prepared to act war, 
 if his bleeding country demanded such a 
 sacrifice ; mid, by way of earnest, induced 
 a young law partner to enter the army ; 
 he went around among his religious breth- 
 ren — for Alexander the Long was a de- 
 voted member of the church — and urged 
 them to support him from personal con- 
 siderations, as he was as good a war man 
 as his competitor — Gurley, the then sit- 
 ting member. 
 
 He held tickets all day at the polls in 
 his ow^n Ward — th6 Eighth — in Cincin- 
 nati ; and persistently importuned all his 
 friends and acquaintances to vote for him, 
 pledging his word that he Avas for the sup- 
 pression of the Rebellion at all hazards, 
 and declaring that to compromise with 
 traitors would be dishonorable in the" high- 
 est degree. 
 
 Gurley had many enemies among mem- 
 bers of his owTi paity, and the consequence 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 147 
 
 was that Alexander the Long overreached 
 his rival, and was accredited a Represent- 
 ative from the lid Congressional District 
 of Cincinnati, by a majority of a little ris- 
 ing one hundred votes out of a poll^of 
 sixteen thousand. 
 
 A few days after his election, a good 
 brother in Alexander's church, who had 
 always been a Republican, but who had 
 voted for him out of personal considera- 
 tions, upon solicitation, and a pledge that 
 he was a good war man, called upon him 
 to offer congratulations. Alexander prof- 
 fered his hand, and vouchsafed one of his 
 best smiles ; but he Avas a little horrified 
 when asked something about his views 
 relative to the details of the war. 
 
 ** I had better not talk with you" said he; 
 "yoM are for war — I for peace ; we can't 
 agree, and, as brethren in the church, toe 
 should not quarreV 
 
 The 'brother' left the Congressman, 
 feeling that he had been completely sold, 
 and conveyed the intelligence to others, 
 who, like himself, had been deceived ; and 
 they all resolved that never again should 
 personal considerations induce them to 
 vote for a doubtful candidate. The result 
 was, that at the succeeding election for 
 Governor, Brough, the straight Republi- 
 can candidate, carried the District by 
 about seven thousand majority. 
 
 Chronicles of a Rail-way Trip, 
 The ride over the Great Western road 
 was amusingly diversified one day by the 
 mouthings and antics of a big-whiskered, 
 French-brogue jackanapes, who claimed to 
 be a Southerner, and, of course, a rebel. 
 He met his match, however, and a big dog 
 under the wagon to spare, in the person 
 of a plain, intelligent looking, and gentle- 
 manly-appearing farmer from near Pon- 
 tiac, Michigan. 
 
 The " lordly Southron " opened the ball 
 with the farmer, by leading off in a " for- 
 ward two " movement upon the subject of 
 the rebellion. The farmer sat directly be- 
 hind the Southron, and the latter being 
 
 anxious to know what " you Yankees think 
 of us rebels," the farmer retorted by as- 
 suring him that " we think you are a mis- 
 erable set of rascals, and we mean to clean 
 you out." This of course roused the ire 
 of ye rebel, and he began to make a lusty 
 display of tongue and muscle, — brandish- 
 ing his arms wildly, pulling off his over- 
 coat, advancing and then falling back gro- 
 tesquely, and exhausting the rebel vocab- 
 ulary of tirade and insult. The Michi- 
 gander remained all the while as calm and 
 composed as Bunker Hill monument, and 
 although some of the occupants of the car 
 were for holding back the French rebel, 
 yet Michigan bade them let him advance 
 just as soon as he pleased, or in any shape 
 he pleased. 
 
 Finding that bluff wouldn't win, the 
 Frenchman began to plead that the sym- 
 pathy of the car was againpt him, but 
 boastingly said : 
 
 " I' 1 be d — d if you can crush me, any 
 more than Abe Lincoln and the d — d 
 Yankees can crash the Southern Confecle- 
 racy." 
 
 The old game of injured innocence and 
 NortheiTi cruelty here began to manifest 
 itself, but it wouldn't work in the least. 
 The Michigander carried too many Colum- 
 biads for the chivalry, and beat him on 
 every tack he took — muscle, cut-and- 
 thrust argument, and every other way. 
 Frenchy insisted that he must whip some- 
 body, even after he had blown off two or 
 three times, and apparently got cooled 
 down to milk heat — a new degree of Fah- 
 renheit, indicating a milk and water state 
 of mental temperature. Michigan put a 
 poser to him by inquiring : 
 
 " If you are so full of fight, why don't 
 you go back South, and help your friends 
 out of their troubles ! " 
 
 Frenchy said he had been in the South- 
 em service for fifteen months, and became 
 so enfeebled that he was discharged. (He 
 presented a ^feeble' picture, he did!) 
 Michigan assured liini that from appear- 
 ances he had thoroughly recuperated, and 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 as he was so full of fight, he ought to go 
 back again now, and re-enter the service, 
 where he could have all the chance he 
 wanted, to Avhip somebody. Frenchy 
 couldn't stand this kind of ' lip,' and so he 
 culminated all the mean things that he 
 could think of, by venting forth the fol- 
 lowing against his JNIichigan friend : 
 
 " My opuiion of you is that you are a 
 — miserable, ranting, black-hearted 
 Yankee abolitionist." 
 
 " My opinion of you is," retorted IVIich- 
 igan, " that you are a sneaking, cowardly 
 rebel, and a God-forsaken man-stealer, and 
 a thief" (accent particularly heavy on the 
 last noun.) 
 
 " Right ! " " right ! " exclaimed several 
 who were within the car. The sympathy 
 was evidently with Michigan, and Frenchy 
 saw it and had to wilt. 
 
 A spruc|^looking little fellow ap- 
 proached Frenchy after the worst of the 
 storm was over, and uiforming him that he 
 was on his way to join the Federal Aniiy, 
 and was anxious to obtain recruits, made 
 a vigorous appeal to Frenchy to go with 
 him and join our army, promising him a 
 handsome bounty, and a splendid chance 
 for a fight. This was the last feather up- 
 on the camel's back, and it broke Frenchy 
 " clean down." 
 
 Billy Shelton, the ULaxtyr Patriot Boy. 
 
 The sway of the rebels in East Ten- 
 nessee was characterized by a trail of 
 blood which flowed from the veins of men, 
 Avomen and children alike. The case of 
 I)oor little Billy Shelton, the patriot mar- 
 t}T boy, will never cease to be remem- 
 bered and wept over by every true Union 
 li«art. He was but a mere child, only 
 twelve years old, but with five others was 
 ordered to kneel and receive the assas- 
 sm's fire. He implored the men not to 
 slioot him in the face. " You have killed 
 my father and brothers," said hej "you 
 have shot my father in the face ; do not 
 shoot me in the face ! " He covered his 
 face with his hands. The soldiers received 
 
 the order to fire, and five more fell. Poor 
 little Billy Avas shot in both arms. He 
 then ran to an officer, clasped him around 
 the legs, and besought him to spare his 
 lif(^: "You have killed my old father 
 and my three brothers ; you have shot me 
 in both arms — I forgive you all this — I 
 can get well. Let me go home to my 
 mother and sisters." His appeal was dis- 
 regarded. The little boy was dragged to 
 the place of execution ; again the stern 
 word " Fire ! " was given, and he fell 
 dead, eight balls having entered his 
 
 body. 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Memorable Interview^ at the White House. 
 
 As a bit of political history that will 
 always stand connected with the great 
 money crisis during the rebellion, the 
 change in the Treasury department caused 
 by the resignation of Secretary Chase, 
 may here be noticed, especially in its per- 
 sonal developments, showing that * all men 
 are but mortal.' 
 
 The President was very low-spirited on 
 Thursday — the day on which he sent in 
 the nomination of Dave Tod. The feel- 
 ing, whether well-founded or not, was uni- 
 versal in Congress, that for such a man to 
 succeed Mr. Chase Avas ruinous to the fi- 
 nances. On Thursday night Gov. Tod 
 sent his declination by telegraph — the 
 same as it Avas recei\'ed by him. Mr. 
 Lincoln Avent to bed upon it, and, as he 
 said, before morning he Avas satisfied that 
 Pitt Fessenden Avas the man. Early Fri- 
 day he ordered the nomination to be made 
 out, and Major Hay took it doAATi to the 
 Senate. Only five minutes after he had 
 left, Senator Fessenden entered the Presi- 
 dential apartment and Avas soon discussmg 
 the " situation." Mr. Lincoln did not tell 
 him Avhat he had done, but discussed Mr. ^ 
 Chase's resignation for a short time and 
 then said : 
 
 "Ml-. Fessenden, I have made a new 
 nomination this morning Avhich I trust you 
 AvOl approve ; I have sent your ovm name 
 in ! " 
 
PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 
 
 149 
 
 The Senator was gi-eatly surprised and 
 amazed. He replied: 
 
 '* You must recall it ; you can overtake 
 Hay with a messenger now if you will. 
 Please send for him at once for I can not 
 possibly midertake it. My health will 
 not permit me to tliink of it for a mo- 
 ment." 
 
 But the President was firm. "You 
 must take it," he said, and later in the 
 day he sent word as foUows : " Tell Fes- 
 senden to stick." Meantime telegrams 
 from all parts of the country came pour- 
 ing in upon him, congratulating him upon 
 his admirable selection. At night IVIr. 
 Lincoln was in fine spirits, and he ex- 
 claimed to Mr. Seward who was present : 
 
 '' The Lord has never yet deserted me, 
 and I did not believe he would this 
 time!" 
 
 The strain which the Ship of State 
 suffered during this sudden financial com- 
 plication wiU not be forgotten. 
 
 place now, Massa John ; you is in a tight 
 place now ! Good, bye, Massa John ! " and 
 Jim swimg away at his usual limping gait. 
 
 Master and Servant meeting- in a Strangre 
 Place. 
 
 There is a quaint old negro to be seen 
 every day in the City Building Park, Cin- 
 cinnati, who is knoAATi and called by the 
 name of James Morgan. He acts as a 
 sort of Cerberus of the gates, or kind of 
 Major Domo of the gromids, sprinkling 
 water upon the grass when needed, and 
 clearing away the litter that accumulates 
 in the paths. Well, James was origmally 
 a slave to the fiither of Morgan, the rebel 
 chief, but some years ago he contrived to 
 make his escape, and fomid his way to 
 Cmcinnati, where he has lived ever since. 
 Hearing that his young master — the noto- 
 rious guerilla Morgan — was in the city 
 prison, he made application to the Chief 
 of Police to see him, and was admitted. 
 The General treated him warmly, shook 
 hands with him, and congratulated him 
 upon his having his freedom. "Yes 
 Massa John," broke in Jim, " you mout 
 hab yourn too, if you hadn't gwhie in to 
 broke up de Union ; but you is in a tight 
 
 Beauty of Nnlliflcation and of the Guillotine. 
 
 Napoleon, on one occasion, when speak- 
 ing of the French Eevolution, called it 
 ' natre belle revolution' This will do to go 
 along with a little occurrence in 1835, 
 soon after the excited times of nullifica- 
 tion. 
 
 Mr. Calhoun, in a conversation with 
 Senator — then Judge — Butler, repeatedly 
 called nullification a ' beautiful remedy.' 
 The assertion of State sovereignty, against 
 an unconstitutional act of Congress, ap- 
 peared beautiful in the eyes of Mr. Cal- 
 houn. 
 
 "■■ Mr. Calhoun," replied Judge Butler, 
 " I am as determined a nuUifer as any one, 
 and I am as ready to go as far in the as- 
 sertion of State sovereignty as you can 
 possibly be ;" (Judge Butler and many 
 others had, indeed, preceded Mr. Calhoim 
 in the open avowal of nullification,) but, 
 to save my life, I cannot see the beauty 
 of it. Nullification is all right, but as to 
 its being beautiful that is another tiling. 
 It is not unreasonable to suppose that a 
 man might have replied to Napoleon — 
 
 " Sire, whatever the French revolution 
 may have effected, leaving aside all dis- 
 cussions of this sort — to save my life, your 
 Majesty, as to the beauty of the guillotme, 
 I have never been able to see that ! " 
 
 Stanton and the "Old General." 
 Secretary Stanton will be recognized 
 by all who ever saw him when in his 
 prime, by the following portrait : Stout, 
 thick-set, about five feet eight inches high ; 
 hair and beard very black, the latter worn 
 thick and long ; head set very erect on his 
 shoulders — if anything a little thi'owTi 
 back ; face round and solid in expression, 
 with blunt features ; address prompt and 
 practical — voice full, distinct and umnusi- 
 cal. He never studied the art of pleasing 
 and this left lum without the gift of pay- 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE KEBELLION. 
 
 ing compliments in conversation. An ex- 
 hibition of his thoughtlessness in this re- 
 gard was exhibited when the officers of 
 the army called to pay their respects to 
 him on his induction into the War De- 
 partment. An officer well sprinkled with 
 gray, but yet with quite a vigorous step 
 and clear eye, was presented to Mr. Stan- 
 ton. The latter recognized him, and shook 
 him warmly by the hand, saying : " I re- 
 member you well. I saw you many years 
 ago, token you were in the p^ime of life, 
 and I was a little boy about so high," — 
 and the new Secretary measured with his 
 hand, as he said this, an imaginary lad of 
 not over ten years old. The sturdy old 
 General turned and walked off without a 
 word in reply, evidently not disposed to 
 regard himself so ' old' as Mr. Stanton's 
 remarks would have unplied. 
 
 duality of Secessionist Oaths. 
 
 The following conversation, which oc- 
 curred not far from Nashville, Tenn., Avill 
 give some idea of the estimation in which 
 the oath of allegiance to the United States 
 is held by many of the chivalry. A 
 wealthy secessionist, of high social posi- 
 tion, was summoned as a witness before a 
 military board : 
 
 Officer. — Are you a loyal man ? 
 
 Secessi07iist. — I have taken the oath. 
 
 Offi. — Are you a friend to the Federal 
 Government ? 
 
 Secess. — I cannot say that I am. 
 
 Offi. — "Well, then, are you a friend of 
 the Southern Confederacy? 
 
 Seness.^ — Yes, I am. 
 
 Ojffi. — And you want its armies to whip 
 ours? 
 
 Secess. — ^I have always lived in the 
 South ; all my property is here, I have 
 sons in the Confederate army, and it is 
 natural that I should have a desire for oiu- 
 side to succeed. 
 
 Offi. — So you Avant the Confederacy to 
 succeed ? 
 
 Secess. — Yes, I do. 
 
 Offi' — Well, Sir, you have a strange 
 
 misconception of your oath of allegiance. 
 You have solemnly sworn to support the 
 United States, and noAv you avow that you 
 are for the Rebel Confederacy. Tliis 
 is nothing but perjury. I shall have to 
 commit you for trial. 
 
 Backing' the Commander-in-Chief. 
 The story seems to have become quite 
 a favorite one, that a well known Senator 
 took it into his head to have a special in- 
 terview with the President, in order to ask 
 a change in acerta in particular, relative to 
 military operations. The President agreed 
 that it was a good one, and promised that 
 he would make it. Some time, however, 
 intervened, and nothing was done, when 
 the Senator again visited the executive 
 mansion, and accosted the President with, 
 "Well, I see you have not made the 
 change.' "No, Sir, General Halleck 
 would not consent." " Well, then, why 
 don't you dispose of Halleck, if he is al- 
 ways in the way ? " " Well," said the 
 President, " the fact is, the man who has 
 no friends should be taken care of." The 
 Senator retired, appreciating the Presi- 
 dent's dry compliment to the Commander- 
 in-Cliief. 
 
 Big: Job in Prospect. 
 
 A brisk and spirited dialogue was that 
 which took place between an East Temies- 
 seean loyalist and a Mississippi 'Butter- 
 nut' who had been taken prisoner and 
 brought into Federal custody. 
 
 " Wliat do you expect to do with us 
 Southerners ? " asked the Mississippian. 
 
 " Why, we mean to whip you, Sir ; we 
 mean to whip you badly," replied the loy- 
 alist. 
 
 " But if you are so sure you can Avhip 
 us, why is it that you have to call in the 
 niggers to help you out of the scrape ? " 
 
 " Why, our white men ai'e too valuable 
 to risk in battles against rebels. We 
 want to save 'em. Sir ! But niggers are 
 plenty good enough to shoot traitors with. 
 We mean to save our white folks, and 
 
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 151 
 
 whip you, like the very ievil, with your 
 own niggers. And the niggers will do the 
 job up brown. Before the war is over, 
 they will knock the handsights off you, 
 and we uitend to stand by and see the job 
 well done!" 
 
 Garrison at the Grave of Calhonn. 
 One of the most impressive scenes — be- 
 cause so emmently liistorical — growing 
 out of the war of the rebellion, was that 
 of William Lloyd Garrison, the life-long 
 Abohtion Agitator, upon whose head a 
 price in southern gold had for more than a 
 quarter of a century rested, standing at 
 the grave of the great Apostle of Slavery 
 and Secession, John C. Calhoun. It was 
 on the very morning, too, April fifteenth, 
 1865, when Abraham Luicoln died. The 
 cemetery where the mighty senator's re- 
 mains repose is a small one, opposite St. 
 Pliilip's church, in the heart of the city 
 of Charleston ; and the monument of the 
 great advocate of slavery and nullification 
 is built of brick and covered with a large, 
 plain slab of marble, inscribed with the 
 simple name — Calhoun. He who sleeps 
 beneath was the very soul of the "pecul- 
 iar institution," when Garrison began his 
 intense warfare against it. The latter 
 had now lived to see the power of his 
 great antagonist pass away, and just as the 
 Dlustrious Emancipator, who gave to the 
 system its final blow, was breatliing his 
 last, Garrison laid his hand upon the 
 monument before him, and s&id, impres- 
 sively, " DoAvn into a deeper grave than 
 this, slavery has gone, and for it there is 
 no resurrection." It was a scene, take it 
 for all in all, that a painter might well 
 attempt to reproduce upon canvass. 
 
 War Dispatches in Church. 
 Having been requested by President 
 Lincoln to proceed to Fort Sumter, and 
 deliver an oration on the fourteenth of 
 April, 1865, at the unfurling of the na- 
 tional flag once more over that renowned 
 spot, Rev. Henry Ward Beecher gave 
 10 
 
 notice of the fact from his pulpit, on 
 the Sabbath previous, in the following 
 words : 
 
 " I am called to accompany the mem- 
 bers of the Government and the officers 
 of the army, as they go to lift again, over 
 the ruins of Fort Sumter, our national 
 ensign. At other times, when the pros- 
 pect of any such mission seemed to me 
 almost visionary — remote, certainly — I 
 spoke of it with some jubilation ; but as 
 the thmg itself draws near, it comes with 
 solemn shadows to me. And the sense 
 of the magnitude of the work that seem- 
 ingly, then, like a girdle, will have clasped 
 itself upon this nation, and buckled itself 
 in peace, so impresses me, that the great- 
 ness of the mission seems such that, 
 though I aiu unaccustomed to tremor, my 
 soul trembles within me. There will be 
 many that avUI go to participate in that 
 solemn and wonderml event in the history 
 of this people ; and I should be sorry if 
 there was one that went with any other 
 feeling than that of the most profound 
 Christian patriotism. And if any man 
 goes, supposing that he accompanies me 
 upon an errand of triumph and exaltation 
 over a fallen foe, he does not know the 
 first letter of my feelings. For I go as a 
 brother, to say to brethren misled, ' I ap- 
 peal to you from yourselves, and from the 
 day of your uiformation to the better day 
 of your knowledge.' I go, not to triumph 
 over the South, but to %.y to them, ' Breth- 
 ren, after four long years of blood and 
 darkness, we bring back to you the same 
 hearts of love that you smote at in the 
 beginning of this confliot, and are your 
 brethren still, if ye will.' If there be 
 any minded in that spirit, let them go ; 
 and those that may not go, let them tarry 
 at home, praying the blessing of God to 
 rest, not upon the North, but upon this 
 whole undivided land." 
 
 WTien he had closed the sermon of the 
 morning — the subject of which was, the 
 Body-man and the Soul-man, or, the Old 
 Man and the New Man, — and sat down, 
 
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 and when the singing was about to com- 
 mence, Mr. Beecher rose and said — 
 
 " Stop ! Turn to * America.' We will 
 sing that; and I will read a telegraphic 
 dispatch that I have just received, while 
 you are finding the place ! " 
 
 The readuig of the dispatch — which 
 was from the Secretary of War to Mr, 
 Beecher, and which aimounced the trium- 
 phant success of the National forces under 
 General Grant — was greeted with pro- 
 longed and enthu- 
 siastic applause. — 
 When the excite- 
 ment, which was 
 very intense, had 
 subsided, and quiet 
 was restored, IVIr. 
 Beecher said : — 
 " The Old Man is 
 being conquered, 
 tuid the New Man 
 of Liberty is gouig 
 to rule after this." 
 America was then 
 sung with a depth 
 of feeUng such as 
 the occasion may 
 be supposed to have 
 inspired, after which the congregation was 
 dismissed, by the pastor, with these words : 
 
 " In the name of Almighty God, of 
 Justice, and of Humanity, now, men, go, 
 and be worthy of your country ! " 
 
 " Es this the Provo's offis ?" 
 
 He was dressed in brown homespun, 
 and had an old wliite wool hat on his 
 head, tied on with a handkerchief, and he 
 leaned on a brown stick. 
 
 " Es this the Provo's offis ? I want a 
 pass." 
 
 Some one here attempted to explain to 
 the old gentleman that he was in the 
 wrong shop ; but the old fellow, who was 
 a little deaf, it seems, mistook this as a 
 
 Accommodating: Himself to Circumstances. 
 
 Immediately after the battle of Prairie 
 Grove, some rebel officers of rank were 
 sent up to Cane Hill, Arkansas, to nego- 
 tiate for exchange of prisoners. It was 
 during their visit that the amusmg scene 
 narrated below occurred : 
 
 In a small building close on the only 
 street of that crooked village, three Con- 
 federate officers, in their best gray imiform, 
 were sitting on one side of a table, and 
 three Federal officers, in blue, on the other. 
 An old gray-headed and gray-bearded man 
 came to the door, and incontinently walked 
 in, Avith the query — 
 
 Accommodating Himself to Circumstances. 
 
 hesitation to give him what he wanted. 
 
 " I'm a good I'yal citizen. I've got my 
 pertection papers. I've ben to get paid 
 for my forage. It's all right." 
 
 There was a slight mclination to laugh 
 by several present ; but the old gentleman 
 continued to make the most earnest pro- 
 testations as to his " I'yalty." 
 
 " Look here, my friend," said Colonel 
 
 W , with a smile, " you had better take 
 
 care what you say about loyalty. Look 
 at these gentlemen" — ^pointing over the 
 table — " don't you see they are Southern 
 officers ? " 
 
 The old man's hand trembled as he 
 now adjusted a dilapidated pair of spec- 
 tacles to his eyes, and closely exam- 
 ined the gray xmiforms ynth. the velvet 
 collars and brass stars. His hands trem- 
 bled more violently. For the time being 
 he seemed to forget the place and surround- 
 
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 153 
 
 ings in his fear and bewilderment. At 
 last, in great distress, he turned to the 
 gentlemen, and began to stammer out his 
 explanations : 
 
 " Well, gentlemen, I didn't think. I — 
 I didn't mean any thing. I've allers ben 
 a Southern man. I've jest got one son, 
 and he's with Marmaduke. The only 
 other man grown that's fit for sarvice is 
 my darter's husband and he's with Rec- 
 tor, and — and — " 
 
 "Hold on, old fellow!" cried Colonel 
 
 W , " what about your beiug a loyal 
 
 citizen ? " 
 
 " "Will you inform me," asked Colonel 
 
 P , who sat next to Colonel W , 
 
 " who paid you for your forage ? " 
 
 The old man turned to look at t'other 
 side of the table. Again he adjusted his 
 spectacles, and looked at the blue coats, 
 and in an agony of distress he took off 
 his spectacles and his handkerchief and 
 hat, and while he leaned on both hands on 
 the table, the tears ran down the wrinkles 
 of his old face. 
 
 "Well, well, gentlemen," he at last 
 foxmd words to say, " you go on an' fight 
 it out among yourselves. I can live in 
 any government." 
 
 Important Witness on the Stand. 
 In a council held in the city of Charles- 
 ton, just preceding the attack on Fort 
 Sumter, two commissioners were appointed 
 to go to Washington ; one on the part of 
 the ai-my from Fort Sumter, and one on 
 the part of the Confederates. The Lieu- 
 tenant who was designated to go for the 
 Loyalists said it seemed to him that it 
 would be of little use for him to go, as his 
 opinion was immovably fixed in favor of 
 maintaining the government in whose ser- 
 \ice he was employed. Then Governor 
 Pickens took him aside, detaining, for an 
 hour and a half, the railroad train that was 
 to convey them on their errand. He 
 opened to him the whole plan and secret 
 of the Southern conspiracy, and said to 
 liim, distinctly and repeatedly — for it was 
 
 needful, he said, to lay aside disguises, — 
 that the South had never been wronged, 
 and that all their pretences of grievance 
 in the matter of tariffs, or anything else, 
 were invalid. 
 
 " But," said Governor Pickens, " we 
 must carry the people with us; and we 
 allege these things, as all statesmen do 
 many things that they do not believe, be- 
 cause they are the only instruments by 
 which the people can be managed." 
 
 Governor Pickens then and there de- 
 clared that the two sections of country 
 were so antagonistic in ideas and policies, 
 that they could not live together, — that it 
 was foreordained that northern and south- 
 ern men must keep apart on account of 
 differences m ideas and policies, and that 
 all the pretences of the South about wrongs 
 suffered Avere but pretences, as they very 
 well knew. 
 
 Brief but Eventful History. 
 The history of a Federal soldier, named 
 Robert Lane, who entered the service as 
 a private* in Loomis's battery, has some 
 features which characterize it as one of 
 extraordinary quahties. Briefly siunmed 
 up. Lane's chronicles, miUtary and other- 
 wise, may be given as follows: After 
 being a member of the above-named com- 
 pany nearly a year, he was discharged for 
 physical disability. He then returned to 
 the city of Detroit, where, however, his 
 stay Avas Umited, and the next heard of 
 him he was in Nashville, connected with 
 some sutler. Shortly after this he was 
 acting as chief clown in a circus — swal- 
 lowed the sword, and performed other 
 gastronomic feats of more or less wonder- 
 ful nature. After this, according to re- 
 port, he entered a Kentucky regiment of 
 cavalry, but soon closed his coimection 
 with this troop, whether by discharge or 
 desertion is not known. When next heard 
 from he was a sergeant in an Indiana regi- 
 ment of Infantry, from which he deserted 
 to enlist in another, in which greater boun- 
 ties were paid. Another regiment, offer- 
 
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 ing a still higher bonus, induced him to 
 risk the chances again. He did so, and 
 the next heard of him he was a prisoner 
 in the Indiana penitentiary, awaiting comt 
 martial for his numerous enlistments. 
 The trial resulted in conviction, and he 
 was sentenced to be shot. The extreme 
 penalty, however, was commuted by the 
 President to one year's hard labor with 
 chain and ball. 
 
 Rather Doubtful Allegriance. 
 The capture of the Confederate General 
 Jeff Thompson revived many anecdotes 
 of his eccentricities of speech and man- 
 ner. The General is a great talker, and 
 is bound to teU a good thing, no matter 
 whom it liits. On his arrival at Pilot 
 Knob, IMissouri, as a prisoner, he had a 
 long conversation with General Fisk, the 
 commander at that post. Jeff swore on 
 his honor that the Confederacy was a sure 
 thing, bound to succeed, and all that. He 
 continued : " But confound these fellows 
 in south-east Missouri ! When I was 
 cavorting around Bird's Point two years 
 ago they were all friendly enough ; but as 
 I came through the country here as a pris- 
 oner, and told a few of them that I sup- 
 posed they were right yet, hang me if they 
 didn't have to stop and think which oath 
 of allegiance they took last!" 
 
 No Heart in tlie Cause. 
 A young man, about twenty years of 
 age, of marked inteUigence and pleasing 
 address, made his appearance one day in 
 Louis\-ille, as a refugee from the South, 
 and from the rebel army, into whose ser- 
 vice he had been drawn. He described 
 himself as of wealthy parentage, and, be- 
 fore the war, was the idolized heir of a 
 large plantation in the vicinity of Charles- 
 ton, South Carolina. He served neai-ly 
 two years in the rebel army, but, having 
 
 no heart in the cause, he concluded to 
 break off, leave his native sunny chme^ 
 and find a home beneath the colder skies 
 of the North. With this detennination, 
 and having but a scanty wardrobe in his 
 possession, he bade adieu to Charleston, 
 and set out on foot on his weary journey 
 North. He dared not travel on the pubUc 
 thoroughfares, for he knew the relentless 
 conscripting officers would not let him 
 pass. He therefore pursued his lonely 
 journey along unfrequented paths, often 
 making his bed on the ground, with only 
 the starry canopy for a coveruig. Weary 
 steps lengthened into weary mUes, and he 
 finally arrived in Louisville, Kentucky, 
 having traveled the whole of the distance, 
 excepting about forty miles, on foot from 
 Charleston. 
 
 Wash Litchtiter, one of Morgan's Converts. 
 
 Wash Litchtiter, of Lidiana, was con- 
 verted from secesh into a warm Union 
 man. Wash had been flogged once or 
 twice for cheering for Jeff Davis, but he 
 stuck to liis principles. One day Morgan 
 and his band of thieves came along, and 
 Wash gave them a cordial welcome. He 
 brought out all the liquor he had and 
 treated them well; told them how he 
 loved the South, and hoped that the Yan- 
 kees would be whipped out. The banditti 
 then asked him for money. He begged 
 off, but Morgan said, " Come, old Butter- 
 nut, shell out ; we want all the spondulics 
 you've got ! " 
 
 Wash had to put his nose to the grind- 
 stone this time, and fork over; he was 
 however so slow about it that they pitched 
 in and gave him a thrashing, and then 
 carried off everything he had. Wash 
 went in for a ' vigorous prosecution of the 
 war' ever after, and Avas mighty glad 
 Avlien Morgan went to the State prison, 
 where all such feUows belong. 
 
PART II.— HOI FOR THE WAR! 
 
PART SECOND. 
 
 ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION— VOLUNTEEEING, DRAFTING, 
 COMMUTING, SUBSTITUTING, DESERTING, ETC. 
 
 Noble Instances of Rallying to the Ranks, and of Enlistment among the Aged and 
 Young ; Hearings, Ludicrous and Perplexing, before the Commissioners ; Raw 
 Recruits and Eccentric Characters ; Applicants for Exemption ; Ruses and Quib- 
 bles to Escape Duty — Strange Phenomena of Nativity, Age, and Infirmities ; Be- 
 wildered Surgeons; Luckless Conscripts; Rare Brokerage and Bounty Dealings; 
 Flush Purses ; Hardships and Miseries ; Side-shaking Gaieties, Jests, Puns, &c., &c. 
 
 " Sound, bugle, sound ! and rally round 
 The Star-flag of the Free ! " 
 
 " Lock the shop and lock the store, 
 Chalk this down upon the door — 
 ' We^ve enlisted for the war .' ' 
 
 Put it through ! " 
 When the order came for me to join my company, sir, I was plowing in the same field in Concord where my grand- 
 fether was plowing when the British fired on the >Iassachusetts men at Lexington. He did not wait a minute ; and I 
 did not, sir. — Concord {Mass.) Volunteer. 
 
 I can't do anything for him, but I'll tell you what I'll do for yoti : In case he's drafted and gets killed, — I'U marry 
 you myseh! — Gov. Tod, o/ Ohio, to an aged woman soliciting her husband's exemption. 
 
 He Is myaU, but I freely give him to my country. — Consent of a Maine mother for her '■only boy,' aminor, to enlist. 
 
 How does he Grow 'Em P 
 
 old colored female 
 one day approached 
 Howard's column of 
 Sherman's Georgia 
 army, and entering 
 into conversation, ex- 
 pressed great sur- 
 prise as to where 
 they all came from. 
 A wag informed her 
 that old Lincoln had a very productive 
 field away up North, where he raised them 
 at the rate of a million per year. Turn- 
 ing up her white eyes in blank astonish- 
 ment, she exclaimed: — 
 
 " For de Lord's sake, you don't say so ! 
 How does he grow 'em?" 
 
 '• Oh," was the reply, " that is very sim- 
 ple. He gathers up all the dead rebels 
 
 from the battle fields, plants them down 
 in Massachusetts — after a while they be- 
 gin to sprout, and the moment they see a 
 chicken they make for it, when Lincoln's 
 provost guard catches them and grafts 
 them into the army." 
 
 " Bless ye, say so ! And are you 'uns 
 dead rebels ? " replied the bewildered 
 creature, completely transfixed to the spot 
 where she stood. 
 
 " No, we used to be, but we're now live 
 Yankees. I'm Bishop Polk, who preached 
 dowTi here in Dixie." 
 
 " De debil you aire ! " exclaimed the now 
 excited wench — " and what are you doin' 
 here ? Come after Misses Bishop and de 
 chilen?" 
 
 " No the children ! " was the 
 
 profane reply ; " we've come to assist in 
 whaling out of Jeff" Davis." 
 
 " You'll hab to cotch hiDyfust," was the 
 
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 quick response; "guess it's done gone 
 job." 
 
 " Well, we'll see," said the soldier ; "it's 
 a race between us and the devil, and may 
 be Old Nick will win the heat." 
 
 " How does he grow 'em?" 
 
 " Should'nt wonder. Dis nigger don't 
 care neder," remarked the dusky matron, 
 as she right-Wheeled and double-quicked 
 it back to the house. 
 
 Old Men Turning Out when England 
 Pitches In. 
 
 The attention of travelers on one of the 
 Western railroads was considerably at- 
 tracted, one day, by the appearance of a 
 rather oldish man among a company of 
 recruits for the Seventeenth (Irish) Wis- 
 consin regiment, who were on board the 
 cars, on the way to camp ; he gave his 
 name, as follows : — 
 
 " My name is Rufus Brockway, and I 
 am in the seventieth year of my age. I 
 am a. Yankee from the State of New 
 Hampshire ; was a volunteer in the last 
 war with England for nearly three years. 
 I have served under Gens. Izard, McNeil, 
 and Macomb, being transferred from one 
 command to another, as the circumstances 
 then required. I was at the battle of 
 Plattsburg, at the battle of French Creek 
 in Canada, and at the battle of Chateau- 
 gay, on the fourteenth day of October, 
 
 1813, and was present at the surrender 
 of McDouough. 
 
 I am now a farmer, in the towTi of Bea- 
 ver Dam, Dodge county, and, with my 
 son, the owner of three himdred acres of 
 land ; my son was a volunteer in the Fed- 
 eral army at the battle of Bull Run, had 
 liis nose badly barked and his hips broken 
 in and disabled for life, by a charge of the 
 rebel cavalry, and now I am going to see 
 if the rebels can bark the old man's nose. 
 
 I tell you (said the old man,) if Eng- 
 land pitches in, you'U see a great many 
 old men like me turning out, but the great- 
 est of my fears is, that I shall not be per- 
 mitted to take an active pai't ui the ■present 
 war." 
 
 It was the opinion entertained by all 
 those who listened to the old man's re- 
 marks, that, if he ever should be "per- 
 mitted" to be in an engagement with the 
 enemy, he would "take an active part," 
 and not be found to have received any 
 woxmd in the back, — but on the " nose " 
 side, rather. 
 
 Two Desertions— A Double Tragedy. 
 A striking and most sad illustration of 
 the effects of civU war in the domestic and 
 affectional sphere is that which the follow- 
 ing event discloses. A lady had resided 
 with an only daughter for many years in 
 Alexandria. In the course of time, a 
 mutual friend introduced a young gentle- 
 man of his acquaintance, belonging to 
 Riclmaond, to the family. The young peo- 
 ple soon became quite intimate in their 
 social relations, and, very naturally, fell in 
 love. The parents on both sides consent- 
 ing, the parties were betrothed, and the 
 marriage day fixed for the fourth of July. 
 In the meantime, however, the Virginians 
 were called upon to decide on which side 
 they woidd range themselves in tlie great 
 political and military conflict then spread- 
 ins its dark Avings over the land. The 
 ladies declared themselves heartily on the 
 side of the Government, but the gentle- 
 man joined the forces of his State. Such 
 
VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC. 
 
 159 
 
 was the rapid and widening progress of 
 events, that no opportunity was afforded 
 for any interchange of sentiments between 
 the young folks, or anything settled as to 
 their future movements. Matters thus re- 
 mained till the fourth of July, when, ex- 
 actly witlxin an hour of the time originally 
 fixed for the marriage, intelligence was 
 received at the residence of the ladies that 
 the young man had been shot by a sentry 
 two days before, while attempting to desert 
 and join his bride. His betrothed did not 
 shed a tear at this sudden and overwhelm- 
 ing information ; but, standing erect, smiled, 
 and then remarking to her mother, "I am 
 going tp desert, too," fell to the floor, while 
 the blood bubbled from her lips, and she 
 was soon in the embrace of death. 
 
 Jenkins's Mode of Paroling Deserters. 
 
 Notwithstanding the sympathy excited 
 in behalf of the people of Hagerstown, at 
 the time of the rebel raid upon them, some 
 of the inhabitants were observed to receive 
 the rebels vnih joy, spreading before them 
 the best to be obtained for the morning 
 meal. 
 
 On Tuesday, about noon, a lievtenant 
 and five men, wearing the uniform of Un- 
 ion soldiers, crept out of some of the 
 houses of the town where they had been 
 concealed, and delivered themselves up. 
 When they made their appearance before 
 General Jenkins, the following conversa- 
 tion occurred: — 
 
 Jenkins. — Halloa ! who are you, and 
 where did you come from ? 
 
 Lieutenant.- — We belong to the Union 
 army, or did belong to it, but we don't 
 wish to fight any longer against our South- 
 ern brethren ; so when our forces left here, 
 we staid behind, and to-day we came out 
 to be paroled. 
 
 • Jenkins. — What did you say about 
 
 -! if I 
 
 " Southern brethren ? " By 
 thought 1 had a twenty-fifth cousin who 
 was as white-livered as you are, I would 
 kill him and set him up in my barnyard to 
 make sheep own their births. I'll show 
 
 you how I parole such pukes as you are. 
 You are too miserable to be paro.ed in 
 miUtary style. 
 
 So saying, he ordered a detail of six 
 men and a sergeant — " good lusty fellows, 
 vdth thick boots " — who paroled the re- 
 creant federals to the west border of the 
 town, where the paroling process ceased, 
 and the detail and crowd came back highly 
 pleased with Jenkins's mode of paroling 
 cowards of that genus. Jenkins's military 
 stomach was just then in poor condition for 
 rabbit flesh. 
 
 Marian and her Brave Boy in Blue. 
 
 An affair which took place in connec- 
 tion with the First regiment of INIichigan 
 engineers and mechanics, goes far to illus- 
 trate the old and never-questioned proverb 
 that " when a woman will, she will, depend 
 on't," &c. 
 
 In the fall of 1861, a yomig man con- 
 ceived the idea of joining the above-named 
 regiment. He had previously formed the 
 acquaintance of*a young girl living in the 
 same village, whose proper name was Ma- 
 rian Green — and, in fact, became enamored 
 of her. They were engaged to be mar- 
 ried, and she protested against his going 
 into the army. He, however, had made 
 up his mind to go, and go he did. She 
 threatened to follow, but was finally pre- 
 vailed upon to remain at home, which, 
 however, she only consented to do after a 
 solemn promise that her " brave boy in 
 blue " would ever cherish and regard her 
 as his affianced. The following Decem- 
 ber, Marian Green bade good-bye to her 
 lover at Ypsilanti, having gone there to 
 see him " off for the warg." 
 
 Letters passed regularly, for months, 
 between the parties, but Marian grew tired 
 of being absent from her lover, and finally 
 resolved to join him. This time she kept 
 the matter a profound secret. An oppor- 
 tunity was soon offered, and she set her 
 wits to work to accomplish her long-desired 
 wish. By an aiTangement known only to 
 herself and a certain surgeon, she man- 
 
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 aged to enlist in a detachment that was 
 subsequently reciniited for the regiment, 
 and in the summer of 1862, she, together 
 with many other new recruits, joined the 
 main oi-ganization, then engaged in rebuild- 
 ing some bridges on the Memphis and 
 Charleston railroad. 
 
 Although Marian had informed her 
 parents that she was going to leave home 
 on a visit to some friends iii Illinois, she 
 was soon missed, and anxious inquiries 
 were made concerning her prolonged ab- 
 sence from home. No tidings of her could 
 be learned, and the sorrow-stricken parents 
 remained ignorant of her whereabouts un- 
 til she suddenly made her appearance in 
 person, having apparently enjoyed soldier 
 life amazingly. She, owing to her boyish 
 appeai'auce, while with the regiment man- 
 aged to avoid the more arduous labors in- 
 cident to that organization, and thus was 
 enabled to bear up imder the fatigue and 
 exertions of a soldier's hfe. 
 
 As letters written by her lover remained 
 unanswered, save by her jjarents, he be- 
 came sad and lonely. Could she have 
 deserted him and eloped -with another, after 
 having so frequently assured him to the 
 contrary ? He could not, for a moment, 
 entertain any such idea. That she would 
 eventually prove true to her declarations, 
 he felt no doubt. Strange forebodings, 
 however, crept over his mind, and so 
 worked upon his^feelmgs that, in the fall, 
 he was taken sick, and was sent to the 
 hospital. 
 
 But imagine his surprise, when, after a 
 day or two in his dreary quarters, a famiUar 
 countenance there met his anxious gaze. 
 It was none other than the one he cher- 
 ished so much — that of Mai-ian Green. 
 What transpired at the recognition of each 
 other at that time and place may possibly 
 be imagined, but would be difficult to de- 
 scribe. Suffice it to say, however, that 
 mutual explanations followed never to re- 
 veal the discovery then and there made. 
 Months passed on, and still Marian Green 
 remained ui the hospital, kindly nursing 
 
 the patients. She kept her sex a secret 
 for a time, and would doubtless have done 
 so for the whole term of her enlistment, 
 had not the young man himself proved 
 recreant to his trust. He wrote a letter to 
 her parents, informing them of the dis- 
 covery, and they soon found means to 
 bring home their long-lost daughter. She 
 was loth to depart for home, but obedience 
 to her parents rendered it necessary that 
 she should lose no time in doing their bid- 
 ding, especially since her sex had been 
 discovered. 
 
 In due course of time her lover returned 
 home, and Marian Green, learning that a 
 portion of the regiment had been dis- 
 charged, proceeded to Detroit, where she 
 met the idol of her heart. A justice of the 
 peace was soon visited, and the happy pair 
 were made one. After the ceremony, they 
 returned home to the inland town from 
 whence they came, "with their hearts full 
 of joy and their pockets lined with green- 
 backs. 
 
 All this was accomplished by Marian 
 Green's enlistment as one of Uncle Sam's 
 " brave boys in blue." 
 
 Taken In and Done For. 
 
 An entertaining affair occurred at the 
 Provost Marshal's oflfce in Springfield, 
 Massachusetts, illustrating the truth of the 
 well-known adage, " the best laid schemes 
 o' mice and men," &c. A citizen of that 
 place, desiring to put a representative into 
 the grand army, bargained for one at nine 
 hundred and fifty dollars with the brokers 
 who hung around the office, ready to " take 
 in and do for" any timid wight wishing to 
 be patriotic by proxy. Two or three can- 
 didates were examined, and rejected, and 
 the buyer was about to withdraw in de- 
 spair, when the brokers announced that for 
 nine hundred and seventy-five dollars they 
 could " stop a man " — a healthy darkey, 
 who was on his way North, but could be 
 induced to enlist in Springfield, for the sum 
 named. 
 
 The money was promised, and soon the 
 
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 substitute elect was produced, bearing a 
 letter from his employer — ^a Captain in a 
 returned Massachusetts regiment — to the 
 Provost Marshal, stating that the boy, his 
 servant, brought from Dixie, wished to go 
 as a soldier, and that the money he re- 
 ceived was to be placed in a savings-bank 
 for his benefit. This philanthropy on the 
 Captain's part met the approval of the 
 board of enrollment, the young contraband 
 proved to be able-bodied, and, as the sequel 
 shows, of sound and disposing mind also. 
 
 While undergoing the usual sharp ques- 
 tioning characteristic of the Marshal's of- 
 fice, it came out that two hundred dollars 
 was the sum total which he was to receive, 
 while the disinterested Captain and the 
 brokers were graciously to pocket the dif- 
 ference. Furthermore, he did not wish to 
 go as " sub " for any man, but it was his 
 delight to march and fight as a Yankee 
 volunteer, — and draw the bounties incident 
 thereto. He was accordingly enlisted as 
 he wished, and when the citizen and brokers 
 came for their expected papers, they were 
 politely informed that the intended " sub " 
 was ah'eady a soldier in the service of the 
 United States. The citizen cursed his 
 luck, the brokers gave vent to their wrath 
 in true Flemish style, and claimed the boy 
 to return to the man who " owned him." 
 Propei'ty in man not being recognized m 
 the Marshal's office, he was not given up, 
 and the brokers went their way, sadder 
 but wiser men, thi'eatening never to bring 
 another " sub " to that office till " this mat- 
 ter was made right." The lofty indigna- 
 tion of the Captain on ascertaining the 
 failure of his nice little project for filling 
 his purse, would have overwhelmed any 
 smaller men than those same United States 
 officials, and the depth of his patriotism 
 was sounded when he declared that he 
 would not have allowed his servant to en- 
 list had he been informed of the inten- 
 tion. 
 
 The new recruit was jubilant over his 
 unexpected good fortune, and, determined 
 to make the most of his opportunities, elected 
 
 to go as a volunteer for one of the wards 
 of the city, receiving thereby the ward and 
 city boimties, which, with the State and 
 Government bounties, made hmi up a 
 purse of nearly one thousand dollars. 
 Could he have now found a dark-skinned 
 beauty, willing to have foregone the pleas- 
 ures of honey-moon, he would have en- 
 tered into partnership, sharing fame and 
 fortune, for the benefit of the State aid 
 that a married man is entitled to. The 
 last that was seen of the shrewd volimteer, 
 he was marching through Boston with his , 
 " knapsack strapped upon his back," having 
 given to his former master and Captain a 
 generous gratuity as a " memento nigri." 
 
 All a Mother Can Do. 
 At the time of the first call for volun- 
 teers to strike down the rebellion, a ma- 
 tronly lady, accompanied by her son, a fine 
 youth of about nineteen years, entered a 
 gun-store on Broadway, New York, and 
 purchased a full outfit for him. Selecting 
 the best weapons and other articles for a 
 soldier's use, that could be found in the 
 store, she paid the bill, remarkmg, with 
 evident emotion, " This, my son, is all that 
 I can do. I have given you up to serve 
 yo\ir country, and may God go with you ! 
 It is all a mother can do." The scene at- 
 tracted considerable attention, and tearful 
 eyes followed that patriotic mother and 
 her son, as they departed from the place. 
 
 Maiden, "Wife, Voltinteer and Widow— Love 
 and Patriotism. 
 
 An undaunted woman was Mary Owens, 
 This remarkable person accompanied her 
 husband to the army, fought by his side 
 until he fell by the hand of his country's 
 enemy, and then returned home in full 
 uniform, to tell the adventurous tale of her 
 devotion and sufferings. She was in the 
 service eighteen months, took part in three 
 battles, and was wounded twice, — first in 
 the face above the right eye, and then in 
 her arm ; this required her to be taken tc 
 the hospital, where she was obliged to con- 
 
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 fess her true sex and the circumstances 
 of her being in the ranks. She had en- 
 listed in the towTi of Danville, Montour 
 county, Pennsylvania, under the name of 
 John Evans, and gave as her reason for 
 such a romantic and hazardous undertak- 
 ing, the fact that her father was uncom- 
 promising in his hostility to her marriage 
 
 Love and Patriotism. 
 
 with Mr. Owens, threatening violence in 
 case she disobeyed his commands ; where- 
 upon, after having been secretly married, 
 she donned the United States uniform, en- 
 listed in the same company with her hus- 
 band, endured all the hardships of the 
 camp, and the dangers of the field, saw her 
 husband fall dead by her side, and return- 
 ed home woimded and a widow — yoimg, 
 rather pretty, and, of course, the heroine 
 of the neighborhood. Though of Welsh 
 parentage, she was a genuine Yankee in 
 patriotism and " smartness." 
 
 Gh)t the Point Twisted Around Wrong:. 
 
 A rural conscript appeared before the 
 Eastern Board of Enrolment, Providence 
 Rhode Island, and desired to be exempted 
 forthwith, in order that heguaight return 
 to his country home. " What are your 
 claims ? " demanded the Doctor, "/'m en- 
 tirely dependent upon my mother for sup- 
 port!" was the innocent reply. Where- 
 
 upon, thus the Doctor rejoined, wliile a 
 smile faintly illumined the face of the 
 Board : " I am happy to assure you, my 
 honest-hearted friend, that the Govern- 
 ment is prepared at once to relieve your 
 mother of so unsuitable a burden, and as- 
 sume your entire charge and expenses 
 dm-ing the next three years, without the 
 slightest recom'se to the maternal fount for 
 support or succor." The young draftee 
 appeared a little bewildered, and, referring 
 to the papers to ascertain what was the 
 matter, foimd that the humanitarian clause 
 in the Enrolment Act was not precisely 
 in his favor, though he had thought it to 
 be. He had innocently got the point 
 twisted romid just contrary to its Avord 
 and intent, and found, greatly to his — 
 'satisfaction,' that he was just the kind 
 of young buck to do his country a favor. 
 
 No Fancy for Salt Pork, Hard Tack, and 
 Minie Btillets. 
 
 Katie Maxwell, with as loyal a spirit in 
 her bosom as ever an American maiden 
 owned, sat knitting alone in the parlor 
 one evening ; she heard the bell ring, and 
 knew by the sound whose hand had puUed 
 the wire. Her fingers grew imsteady, and 
 she began to drop stitches. So she let the 
 stocking upon which she was at work fall 
 into her lap. She sat very still now, her 
 heart beating strongly. The heavy tread 
 of George Mason was in the hall. Then 
 the door opened, and the young man en- 
 tered. She did not rise. In fact, so 
 strong was her inward disturbance that 
 she felt the necessity for remaining as ex- 
 ternally quiet as possible, m order to keep 
 from betraying her actual state of mindc 
 
 " Good evening," said Mason, almost 
 gaily, as he stepped into the room. Then 
 pausing suddenly, and lifting both hands 
 ki mock surprise, he exclauued, 
 
 "Blue yam and soldiers' stockings — 
 blue yam and soldiers' stockings ! Oh, 
 Katie Maxwell ! " 
 
 Katie did not move nor reply. Her 
 heart was fluttermg when he came in, but 
 
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 163 
 
 in an instant it regained an even beat. 
 There was more in his tone even than in 
 his words. The clearj strong eyes were 
 on his face. 
 
 " Ha ! ha ! " he laughed, gaily, now ad- 
 vancing untU he had come within a few 
 feet of the maiden. Then she rose and 
 moved back a pace or two, with a strange, 
 cold dignity of manner that surprised her 
 visitor. 
 
 " What a good actress you would make ! " 
 he said, still speaking lightly, for he did 
 not think her in earnest. "A Goddess of 
 Liberty ! Here is my cane ; raise your 
 stocking and the representation mil be 
 perfect." 
 
 " I am not acting, George." 
 
 She spoke with an air of severity that 
 sobered him. 
 
 " You are not ? " 
 
 " No ; I cautioned you this morning 
 about trifling with things which should 
 be held out of the region of trifling," she 
 answered steadily ; "If you are not suffi- 
 ciently inspired with love of country to 
 hft an arm in her defense, don't, I pray 
 you, hinder, with light words even, the 
 feeble service that a woman's hands may 
 render. I am not a man, and can not, 
 therefore, fight for liberty and good gov- 
 ernment, but what I am able to do I am 
 doing from a state of muid that is hurt 
 by levity. I am in earnest ; if you are 
 not, it is time that you looked down into 
 your heart and made some effort to vmder- 
 stand its springs of action. You are of 
 man's estate, you are in good health, you 
 are not trammeled by any legal or social 
 hindrances. Why, then, are you not in 
 the field, George Mason ? I have asked 
 myself a hundred times since morning this 
 question, and can reach no satisfactory 
 answer." 
 
 Katiq Maxwell stood before the young 
 man like one inspired, her eyes flashing, 
 her face in a glow, her lips firmly set but 
 arched, her slender form drawn up to its 
 fuU height, almost imperiously. 
 
 " In the field ! " he said in astonishment, 
 and not without confusion of manner. 
 
 " Yes, in the field ! in arms for your 
 country ! " 
 
 He shrugged his shoulders with an 
 affected indifference that was mmgled with 
 something of contempt, saying blandly — 
 for he did not give himself space to re- 
 flect — 
 
 " I've no particular fancy for salt pork, 
 hard tack, and INIinie buUets." 
 
 " Nor I for cowards 1 " exclaimed Katie, 
 borne away by her feehngs ; and she 
 pointed sternly to the door. 
 
 The young man went out. As she shut 
 the door she sank into the chair from 
 which she had arisen, weak and quivering. 
 The blue yam stocking did not grow un- 
 der her hand that night ; but her fingers 
 moved with unwearied diUgence through 
 all the next day, and a soldier's sock, thick, 
 and soft, and warm, was laid beside her 
 father's plate when he came to the even- 
 ing meal. Very sweet were the approv- 
 ing sentences that fell from his lips, and 
 they had balm in them for the pain which 
 had wrought at her heart for many hours. 
 
 For Life, if the Nation will Take Me. 
 
 On the Sunday afternoon after the ftill 
 of Fort Sumter, Theodore Winthrop was 
 walking with a friend in the woods upon 
 Staten Island, near his home. No man 
 could have a clearer conception of the 
 significance of that event. An American 
 in the noblest sense, he felt that the time 
 had come in which the nation's liberties 
 could be maintained only as they were 
 Avon. " To-morrow," said his friend, " we 
 shall have a proclamation from the Presi- 
 dent." " Then to-morrow," he answered, 
 I shall enlist. I wish to enroll myself 
 at once in the police of the nation, and 
 for life, if the nation will take me. I do 
 not see that I^an put myself — experience 
 and character — to any more useful use." 
 In this spirit he acted, and such was his 
 evident ability that in a month he was aid 
 
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 and military secretary to General Butler, 
 and held at his disposal a first heutenancy 
 in the army. He lost his life in the expe- 
 dition that left Fort Mom-oe. June 9, 1861, 
 at Bethel, the rebel riflemen statmg that 
 they several times took deliberate aim at 
 him, as he was all the time conspicuous at 
 the head of the advancing Federal troops, 
 loudly cheering them on to the assault. 
 He was shot in the side. 
 
 Making: a Family Matter of It. 
 Before the departure of the Fourteenth 
 Brooklyn regiment for the seat of war, a 
 man who carried on a blacksmith shop in 
 connection with two of his own sons, went 
 to head-quarters and concluded to enlist 
 He said that he could leave the blacksmith 
 business in the hands of the boys — "he 
 could'nt stand it any longer, and go he 
 must." He was accepted. Next day 
 down came the oldest of the boySo The 
 blacksmith business " wasn't very drivui', 
 ' and he guessed John would take care of 
 it." " Well," said the old man, « go it." 
 And the oldest son went it. But the day 
 following, John made his appearance. He 
 felt lonesome, and had shut up the shop. 
 The father remonstrated, but the boy 
 would enlist, and enlist he did. Now the 
 old gentleman had two more sons, who 
 *' worked the farm," near Flushing. The 
 miHlary fever seems to have rim in the 
 family, for no sooner had the father and 
 the two older brothers enlisted, than the 
 younger sons came in for a like purpose- 
 The father was a man of few words, but 
 he said that he " would'nt stand that any 
 how." The blacksmithing business might 
 go to the d — 1, but the farm must be looked 
 after. So the boys were sent home. Pres 
 ently one of them re-appeared. They had 
 concluded, on the whole, that one could 
 manage the farm, and had tossed up to see 
 who should go with the Fourteenth, and 
 he had won the chance. This arrangement 
 was finally and definitely agreed to. But 
 lo ! on the day of departure the last boy 
 of the family was on hand to joia, and on 
 
 foot for marching. The old man was 
 somewhat puzzled to know what possible 
 arrangement could have been made which 
 would allow all of the family to go, but 
 the explanation of the boy solved the diffi- 
 culty. " Father, said he, with a confi- 
 dential chuckle iu the old man's ear, " the 
 fact is, I've let the farm on shares ! " 
 Father and four sons went with the Four- 
 teenth reoriment. 
 
 SometMng- to Cogritate Upon. 
 
 The movements of the Mackerel Brig- 
 ade have engaged to such an extent the 
 pen of that eminent historiographer, Mr. 
 Kerr, that no additional fact need be 
 stated in speakmg of their interest and 
 importance with reference to the war, in 
 which the brigade played so distinguished 
 a part. One commemorative scene is thus 
 portrayed : — 
 
 Knowing that the Mackerel Brigade 
 was making preparation to entrap the 
 Southern Confederacy at Molasses Junc- 
 tion, I ascended to the upper gallery of 
 my ardiitectural steed, Pegasus, on Tues- 
 day, in order that I might not be unduly 
 hurried on my journey. Takmg Accomac 
 on my way to the battle-field, — my boy, — 
 I called upon Colonel Wobert Wobioson, 
 who is superintending preparations for the 
 draft there, and was -natness to an incident 
 suitable to be recorded in profane history. 
 
 The draft in Accomac, my boy, is posi- 
 tively to take place on the eleventh of 
 September; but it is believed that the 
 enrolment can be finished before the fif- 
 teenth, in which case the draft must not 
 take place on the twentieth. In fiict, the 
 Judge Advocate of Accomac states posi- 
 tively that the conscription will take place 
 on the first of October ; and volunteering 
 is so brisk that no draft may be required. 
 At least, such is the report of those best 
 acquainted with the more decisive plans 
 of the War Department, which thinks of 
 joining the temperance society. 
 
 The exempts were filing their papers 
 of exemption with Colonel Wobert Wob- 
 
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 165 
 
 inson, my boy, and among them was one 
 chap with a swelled eye, a deranged neck- 
 tie, and a hat that looked as though it 
 might have been an elephant's foot-pad. 
 The chap came in with a weaiy walk, and 
 says he : 
 
 " Being a married man, war has no ter- 
 rors for me ; but I am obliged to e.xempt 
 myself from military affairs on accoimt of 
 cataract in my eyes." 
 
 Colonel Wobert "Wobinson looked at 
 him sympathizingly, and says he : 
 
 " You might possibly do for a Major- 
 General, my son ; it is principally business 
 that characterizes a majority of our pres- 
 ent Major-Generals in the field ; but fear- 
 ing that your absence from home might 
 cause a prostration in the liquor business, 
 I wUl accept your cataract as valid." 
 
 The poor chap sighed until he reached 
 the first hiccup, and then says he : 
 
 " I wish I could cure this here cataract, 
 which causes my eye to weep even m the 
 absence of woe." 
 
 "Do your orbs liquidate so freely?" 
 says the Colonel, with the air of a family 
 physician. 
 
 " Yes," said the poor chap, gloomily, 
 " they are like two continual mill streams." 
 
 " MiU streams ! " said Colonel Wobinson, 
 meditatively ; " mill streams ! "Why, then, 
 you had better dam your eyes." 
 
 I think, my boy, I say I think, that this 
 kind advice of Colonel "VVobert "Wobinson 
 must have been misunderstood in some 
 way, for an instant departure of severally 
 piously inclined recruits took place precipi- 
 tately, and the poor chap chuckled like a 
 fiend. 
 
 It is a grate misfortune of your mother 
 tongue, my boy, that words of widely dif- 
 ferent meaning have precisely the same 
 sound, and in using one you seem to be 
 abusing another. 
 
 meut. He had been urging the men to 
 come forward and sign the roll, and told 
 the women to hurry them up. At this, a 
 w^oman arose in the meeting and addi-essed 
 her husband substantially as follows : " Ira, 
 you know that you said before you came 
 
 Ira's Wife and his Breeches. 
 "Wliile Mr. Ely was addressing a patri- 
 otic meeting in Gosport, N. Y., a little 
 scene occuiTcd which created much merri- 
 
 Ira's Wife and hia Breeches. 
 
 here to-night, that you would enlist. If 
 you don't do it, go straight home and take 
 off those breeches, and let me have them, 
 and I mil go myself!" This brought 
 down the house and brought up Ira, who 
 put his name down and became a volun- 
 teer. 
 
 Hard Work for a Drafting-Colonel in Savan- 
 nah. 
 
 The scene which ensued on the occasion 
 of the Confederate draft for four hvuidred 
 men in Savamiah, Georgia, to complete a 
 requisition for tro?>ps, the requisite number 
 not having volunteered, is thus amusingly 
 described by an eye witness : 
 
 Fifteen hundred of the business men 
 and mechanics of the city were drawn up 
 in a hollow square, on the parade ground, 
 aU in a high state of excitement. The 
 Colonel now took his place in the centre, 
 and from the back of a magnificent horse, 
 in a fcAV well-timed remarks, called for 
 volunteers. He said it was a shame that 
 a Georgian should submit to be drafted, 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, 
 
 aiid dishonorable to a citizen of Savannali 
 to be forced into the service of his coun- 
 try. He appealed to their patriotism, their 
 pluck, and theii* — pelf. He told them of 
 good clothes, good living, and fifty dollars 
 bounty ; and on the strength of these — as 
 he thought — conclusive considerations, in- 
 vited everybody to walk three paces in 
 front. Nobody did it. An ugly pause 
 ensued, Avorse than a dead silence between 
 the ticking of a conversation. 
 
 The Colonel thought he might not have 
 been heard or understood, and he repeat- 
 ed his catalogue of persuasions. At this 
 point one of the sides of the square opened, 
 and in marched a company of about forty 
 stalwart Irishmen, whom then* Captain, in 
 a loud and exultant tone, announced as the 
 " Mitchell Guards ; we volunteer, Colonel, 
 in a body." The Colonel was delighted. 
 He proposed " three cheers for the Mitchell 
 Guards," and the crowd indulged not inor- 
 dinately in the pulmonary exercise. The 
 requisite number did not seem to be forth- 
 coming, however, and the Colonel made 
 another little speech, wuiding up with an 
 invitation to the black drummer and fifer 
 to perambulate the quadrangle and play 
 Dixie, which they did, but they came as 
 they went^ — solitary and alone ; not the 
 ghost of a volunteer being anywhere visi- 
 ble m the Ethiopian wake. The Colonel 
 looked as blank as if he was getting des- 
 perate, and a draft seemed ineiatable. 
 
 As a dernier resort the Colonel directed 
 all who had excuses to advance to the cen- 
 tre, and submit them for examination. 
 Those who have ever seen a crowd run 
 away from a falling building at a fire, or 
 toward a dog-fight, or a street show, can 
 form some idea of the tempestuous nature 
 of the wave that swept toward the little 
 table in the centre of the square around 
 which were gathered the foiu* grave gen- 
 tlemen who were to examine the docu- 
 ments. 
 
 It was a scene which, as an uninterested 
 outsider, one could only hold his sides and 
 laugh at. Hats were crushed into every 
 
 imaginable misshape, ribs punched, corns 
 smashed, clothes torn, and canes lest. 
 Every hand held its magical bit of paper, 
 from the begrimed digits of the individual 
 just from a stable or a foundry, to the 
 filbert-tapering and dainty-gloved extrem- 
 ity of the dry goods clerk, just from his 
 counter. Young and old, rich and poor? 
 neat and nasty, Americans, Englishmen, 
 Irishmen, Germans, Frenchmen, Italians, 
 Israelites, and Gentiles, all went to make 
 up the motley mass. What a pretty lot 
 of sick and disabled individuals there were, 
 to be sure. Swelled arms, limping legs, 
 spine diseases, corns and bunions, bad eyes, 
 toothaches, constitutional debility in the 
 bread-basket, eruptive diseases, deafness, 
 rheumatism, not well generally — these, and ^ 
 a thousand other complaints, were repre- 
 sented as variously and heterogeneously as 
 by any procession of pilgrims that ever 
 visited the Holy Land. 
 
 And so the day progressed, nearly ten 
 hours beuig consumed in the endeavor to 
 secure a draft. In the afternoon, the ab- 
 sentees were gathered together, and the 
 efforts renewed, Avhen, strange to say, every 
 man who found the liability imminent of his 
 being forced to enlist, protested that he 
 was just on the point of doing so, and 
 " willingly " put liis name to the roll. The 
 state of things in Savannah, in respect to 
 volunteering in defence of '' outraged South- 
 ern rights," was about on a par with the 
 feeling in other cities of the South. 
 
 Settling- an Irish Volunteer Case. 
 
 A buxom Irish woman came one day to 
 the room of the Supervisors' Volunteering 
 Committee, New York, with tlu-ee Emerald 
 lads in tow, about six, eight and ten years 
 of age respectively. She pushed rather 
 brusquely up to the table where sat Mr. 
 Chairman Blunt, -with all the quaUties of 
 lawyer, judge and jury blended harmoni- 
 ously into one, and said : — 
 
 "Is Misther Bloont within? Come 
 along up here, ye cliilders," turning to her 
 tria 
 
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 167 
 
 " Yes, I am the man," says the jury, 
 judge and comisellor. 
 
 " Wal, I've fetched the three boys for 
 yees.' 
 
 "Whose boys?" 
 
 "■ Your own, to be sure* Take them and 
 make the best ye can of them." 
 
 Here was a nice pickle of fish. The 
 clerks in the \icinity and the numerous 
 spectators about pricked up their ears, and 
 looked knoTviogly at each other and then 
 at Mr. Blunt. 
 
 The latter gentleman for a moment ap- 
 peared a little staggered, looked about liim 
 generally, and ejaculated " Ahem." It was 
 an interesting moment, and all waited for 
 the next development. 
 
 " My boys ! what do you mean ?" 
 
 " Mane ? " said she ; " I mane that they 
 are yer own, and ye must take the care 
 of them, for I won't. Didn't ye enlist me 
 husband here without me consent ? Put 
 him in the nasty army, where I suppose 
 he is shot by this time .'* Yes ; he's left 
 me and left me childers. As ye took him, 
 so may ye take me boys, and support them, 
 too He's the father of me childers, and 
 he has left them and their mither, and 
 without a cint to feed them Avith, and ye — 
 ye — 1/e did it ! " 
 
 '' Oh ! be calm, my good woman," says 
 Mr. Blunt ; *' let us look into this matter. 
 Your husband enlisted, did he?" 
 
 ." Yees, siu-." 
 
 " "Well, 1 do not enlist any one ; I only 
 pay the bounty. Did he get his boimty 
 money ? " 
 
 " Yees, sur ; he did — three himdred dol- 
 lai-s ; but niver a divil of a cint did he give 
 to me. Ye had no business to give him 
 the money. Now ye've got him, take the 
 childers wid ye." 
 
 '' Well, if you insist upon it, I'll take 
 your children and put them in excellent 
 quarters." 
 
 " And what will ye did with them ? " 
 "Why, put them in the Orphan Asy- 
 lum." 
 
 " The Orfen Asylum ! The divil ye 
 
 will ! And do ye think I will have them 
 in the Orfen Asylum, and their father isn't 
 dead yit, and I am a living soul, their own 
 honest mither, standing afore ye ? The 
 Orfen Asylum ! " 
 
 The very idea seemed abhorrent to her, 
 and she still insisted on " JVIisther Bloont " 
 takmg upon himself the care of her " child- 
 ers." 
 
 " Have you not seen your husband since 
 he enlisted?" 
 
 " No, sur." 
 
 " How do you know I paid him three 
 hundred dollars boimty ? " 
 
 " Michael McGuire, Avho went with him, 
 told me so." 
 
 " Now, what is your name ? " says Mr. 
 B. 
 
 " Me name is Margaret Phelin." 
 
 "And your husband's name ?" 
 
 " Patrick Phelin ; and these are the three 
 little Phelins — all we have." 
 
 The Supervisor directed one of liis elei'ks 
 to refer to the books for that name. It 
 w^as soon found, with the fact also that Mr. 
 Blunt had, at Patrick's request, deposited 
 the money in the savings bank to the credit 
 of his wife Margaret. Here, then, was a 
 discovery. Says Mr. B. to Margaret : 
 
 " Patrick, you say, left you no money ? '' 
 
 " No, sur, and-the more shame to him ; 
 for he was a good man, Patrick." 
 
 "What would you do with the three 
 hundred dollars, if you had it ? " 
 
 "Bless yer Honor, I'd put it in the 
 praist's hands or the savings bank, and 
 keep it safe for Pat and the boys." 
 
 "You wouldn't spend it, nor fool it 
 away ? " , 
 
 " In fath, I Avould not." 
 
 "And you would bring up your boys 
 well and send them to school ? " 
 
 " Indade I would." 
 
 " Well, my good woman, the money is 
 all safe in the bank and belongs to you. 
 I placed it there for you at Patrick's re- 
 quest. It shows he is a good man, and you 
 see to it that you make him a good wife 
 while he is away." 
 
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 The woman was overwhelmed ^'ith 
 astoiiishmeut as well as gratitude at this 
 piece of unexpected good luck, and poured 
 out her thanks upon him whom she was a 
 few muuites before anathematizing, and in 
 such a demonstrative maimer as the native 
 Irish alone can evince. The tables were 
 faii-ly turned, and no father was wanted 
 for the " childers." 
 
 Girl-Recruit for the Cavalry. 
 
 A dashing young woman in male attire 
 visited the city of Rochester, New York, 
 and sought admission to the army as a vol- 
 unteer. She was di-essed in dark clothes 
 and wore a soft hat with a gilt cord aroiuid 
 it, and had the general air of a soldier. 
 She went to the head-quarters of the Third 
 Cavalry, in the Arcade, and there made 
 her application to Sergeant White, of Com- 
 pany H, to be enlisted as a soldier. She 
 stated to the officer that she had served 
 eighteen months in the infantry, and had 
 been womided in one of her limbs, was 
 'put mto hospital, and then discharged. 
 Sergeant White thought she was rather 
 light for the service, but said she might 
 perhaps go in as bugler. She replied that 
 it was just what she would like, and to 
 show her capacity she whistled one or two 
 calls. 
 
 The Sergeant, not at all suspecting that 
 he was dealing with a female, famiharly 
 put his hands upon her chest and arms, 
 and remarked that she was rather queerly 
 made. Finally he started with her for the 
 office of the surgeon, to be examined, she 
 
 iiavmg signed her name as Jolmson, 
 
 on the roU. Just before reaching the office 
 of the surgeon, the recruit said to the Ser- 
 geant that she could not be examined, and 
 if she went in it must be without that. 
 The Sergeant repUed that the law was im- 
 perative. She then disclosed her sex as a 
 reason why she craved exemption from the 
 customary examination. This ended the 
 matter so far as Sergeant White was con- 
 cerned. He introduced the recruit to a 
 number of officers, and none of them sus= 
 
 pected her sex. The Sergeant did not be- 
 tray the confidence reposed in him by the 
 girl, until she had time to get out of the 
 way. One of the lieutenants of the Third, 
 who conversed with this recruit, expressed 
 his doubts as to the young man being old 
 enough or tall enough for such service. A 
 measurement, however, showed that he 
 was over five feet high, and though he 
 claimed to be eighteen years of age, the 
 lieutenant protested that he could not be 
 over sixteen. 
 
 Fate of a Coward. 
 The following is one among the many 
 curious cases resulting from the draft. In 
 the month of July, 1863, a man in Ames- 
 bury, Massachusetts, was drafted, and on 
 the 27th of that month he presented a 
 claim for exemption as the only son of an 
 aged and dependent mother. On this, an 
 investigation took place, which proved 
 that the woman he called his mother was 
 only one who had adopted him, and the 
 claim was not allowed. He then suggest- 
 
 Fate of a Coward. 
 
 ed that perhaps his teeth might exempt 
 him ; but an examination caused that also 
 to he dismissed. The next day or the 
 day after he went to Newburyport and 
 had eight teeth extracted, and in four or 
 five days afterward he called at the office 
 for exemption, and was duly exempted for 
 
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 loss of teeth. A short time after, these 
 facts came to the knowledge of the pro- 
 vost officers, the man was at once arrested, 
 and the allegations substantiated. The 
 case was now reported to the Provost- 
 Marshal- General, Avho ordered that the 
 man be held to service and assigned to the 
 artillery, without the privilege of commu- 
 tation or furnishing a substitute. He was 
 soon on his way to Gallop's Island. 
 
 "Ilikes de Job." 
 A stalwart descendant of the Nubian 
 race, buttoned to his chin with nine brass 
 eagles, his Burnside hat surmounted with 
 a feeble plagiarism of the " Prince's feath- 
 er," his feet encased snugly in a pair of 
 '• broadhorn " coal boots, built of leather, 
 and his lips of a character not especially 
 commented on in the " Song of Solomon," 
 pleasantly vouchsafed to those around him 
 the following little military apostrophe. 
 Striking the most graceful attitude of Dick 
 Swiveller, puffing a weed fresh from the 
 remarhahly choice stock of an army sutler, 
 he cocked one eye condescendingly .upon 
 his listeners, as he defined his position: 
 " Yer see," said he, " dis life is diflTent from 
 what I used to live — no pickin' cotton in 
 de field now — no sore sliins, no jeens 
 clothes — no oberseer — no lickins. I'se a 
 soger now — thirteen dollars a month, plen- 
 ty grub, and good clothes. I always 
 'haves myself, and gits furlough. I likes 
 de job, myself ! Ha, ha, ha ! " 
 
 Sad Result of Patriotic Courage in a Youth. 
 
 Robert was a conscientious, likely 
 
 young man, who was one of those persons 
 honored by the draft, in one of the pleas- 
 ant villages of New England. His state 
 of bodily health was such that he could 
 have availed himself, if he had chosen, of 
 one of the ' humane clauses ' of the origi- 
 nal conscription act, but being patriotic 
 and honest, he felt it to be his duty to 
 obey the call of his government. Before 
 leaving his village home, he married the 
 girl of his choice, and then left her and j 
 11 
 
 his doting mother to pray for his early re- 
 turn to them. In the course of time it 
 was rumored that the young soldier was 
 sick in a Washington hospital. Now, 
 Robert was never fit to enter the serAdce, 
 and the severe marches between the Po- 
 tomac and the Rapidan were too heavy a 
 tax upon his slender frame. Sure enough, 
 he fell sick, and was lucky enough to get 
 into a Washington hospital. One Sunday 
 morning, afterwards, a friend went to 
 Harewood hospital, to find Robert. In re- 
 ply to his inquiries, he was told that the 
 young soldier had recovered, and had been 
 transferred to the invalid corps. The 
 friend was rejoiced at this announcement, 
 but as he was leaving, he met a surgeon, 
 and asked him more particularly respecting 
 the soldier in question. He replied very 
 quickly, "You have been misinformed. 
 
 Charles has been transfen-ed to the 
 
 invalid corps, but Robert died last night of 
 typhoid fever ! " This is one of ten 
 thousand incidents, of a similar kind, 
 in the heart-history of America's great 
 rebellion. 
 
 Jim Morgan ,and the Ne-w Recruit. 
 
 The arrival of new recruits always was 
 taken advantage of by the old soldiers, as 
 an excellent opportunity to gratify their 
 love for jokes and sells, of which they did 
 not fail to have an abundant and varied 
 supply, to suit different cases and circum- 
 stances. 
 
 On one of these occasions of camp haz- 
 ing, General James Morgan, from Illinois, 
 and commanding a brigade in Davis's Di- 
 vision, was drawn in as one of the dra- 
 matis personce. The General being one 
 of those men who would be very apt to 
 be mistaken for a wagon-master, on ac- 
 count of his plain and unassuming manner 
 and dress, advantage was duly taken of 
 this for a ' lark,' A new recruit of his 
 brigade lost some books, and made inquiry 
 of a Veteran where he would be likely to 
 find them. Veteran informed him that 
 the only thief in the brigade was Jim 
 
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 Morgan, who did the teaming, and who 
 occupied a tent near the blue flag. Away 
 ran recruit to Morgan's tent, shoved his 
 head in, and asked, 
 
 " Does Jim Morgan live here ? " 
 " Yes," was the reply, " my name is 
 James Morgan." 
 
 " Then I want you to hand over those 
 books you stole from me." 
 
 " I have none of your books, my man." 
 " It's a — lie," indignantly exclaimed 
 the recruit. The boys say you are the 
 only thief in camp ; turn out them books, 
 or I'll grind your infernal carcass into ap- 
 ple sass." 
 
 The General relished the joke much, 
 but seeing the sinewy recruit peeling off 
 his coat, thought it time to inform him of 
 his relations to the brigade, — at which the 
 astonished recruit walked off, merely re- 
 marking, " Wall, — me if I'd taken you 
 for a Brigadier. Excuse me, General, I 
 don't know the ropes yet." 
 
 Wanted to Dra-w on the Blue Clothes. 
 
 Commissioner Blunt, of New York, 
 while superintending the local bureau of 
 drafting in that city, received the following 
 note in " fair and gentle lines :" — 
 
 " O. Blunt — Sir : Pardon me for the 
 liberty I have taken ; but I am an able- j 
 bodied woman, and if you will enlist me 
 I will put on soldier's clothing and go. i 
 There shall never be any one the Aviser ( 
 until my time has expired, if I could se- 
 cure the doctor, and that is done very easy, 
 I suppose. I think I should make a bet- 
 ter soldier than a great many who draw 
 on the blue clothes, and are always talk- 
 ing but won't fight. Yours, etc.. 
 
 Miss Hattie , 55 street." 
 
 Of course the fair Hattie was allowed 
 to dispense her charms in her accustomed 
 sphere instead of donning the "■ blue 
 clothes" and to show " fight" with her pen 
 instead of with the sword or bayonet. 
 
 Fannie and Nellie of the Twenty-fourth 
 New Jersey. 
 
 Miss Fanny "Wilson was a native of 
 Williamsburg, Long Island, and about one 
 year prior to the war she went to the 
 West, visiting a relative who resided' at 
 Lafayette, Indiana. While there, her 
 leisure moments were frequently employed 
 in communicating by affectionate epistles 
 with one to whom her heart had been 
 given and her hand had been promised 
 before leaving her native city — a young 
 man from New Jersey. After a residence 
 of about one year with her western rela- 
 tive, and just as the war was beginning to 
 prove a reality, Fanny, in company witli 
 a certain Miss Nellie Graves, who also 
 had come from the East, and there left a 
 lover, set out upon her return to her home 
 and family. While on their way thithen 
 the two young ladies concocted a scheme, 
 the romantic nature of which was doubt- 
 less its most attractive feature. 
 
 Fannie and Nellie. 
 
 The call for troops having been issued, and 
 the several States coming quickly forward 
 with their first brave boys, it so had hap- 
 pened that those tAvo youths whose hearts i 
 had been exchanged for those of the pair I 
 who then were on their happy way toward j 
 them, enlisted in a certain and the same . 
 regiment. Having obtained cognizance J 
 of this fact, Fanny and her companion * 
 
vol UNTEERING, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC, 
 
 171 
 
 conceived the idea of assuming the uni« 
 form, enlisting in the service, and follow- 
 ing their lovers to the field. Their plans 
 were soon matured and earned into eflfect. 
 A sufficient change having been made in 
 their personal appearance, — their hair cut 
 to the requisite shortness, and themselves 
 re-clothed to suit their purpose, — they 
 sought the locality of the chosen regiment, 
 offered their services, and were accepted 
 and mustered in. In just another compa- 
 ny from their own, of the same regiment 
 — the Twenty-fourth New Jersey — were 
 their patriotic lovers, ' known though aU 
 unknowing.' On parade, in the drill, 
 they were together ; they obeyed the same 
 command. In the quick evolutions of the 
 field they came as close as they had in 
 other days, even on the floor of the dan- 
 cing school ; and yet, notwithstanding aU 
 this, the facts of the case were not made 
 known. 
 
 But the Twenty-fourth, by the fate of 
 war, was ordered before Vicksburg, hav- 
 ing already served through the first cam- 
 paign in Western Virginia ; and hei*e, alas, 
 for Fanny, she was to suffer by one blow. 
 Here her brave lover was wounded. She 
 sought his cot, watched over him, and half 
 revealed her true sex or nature in her de- 
 votion and gentleness. She nursed him 
 faithfully and long — but he died. 
 
 Next after this, by the reverse of for- 
 tune, Fanny herself and her companion 
 were both thrown upon their hospital cots, 
 exhausted and sick. With others, both 
 wounded and debilitated, they were sent 
 to Cairo. Their attendants were more 
 constant and scrutinizing. Suspicion be- 
 gan to be excited, — the discovery of Fan- 
 ny's and Nellie's true sex was made. Of 
 course the next event in their romantic 
 history was a dismissal from the service. 
 But not until her health had improved 
 sufficiently was Fanny dismissed from the 
 sick ward of the hospital. This happen- 
 ed, however, a week or two after her sex 
 had become known. Nellie, Avho up to 
 this time had shared the fate of her com- 
 
 panion, was now no longer allowed to do 
 so ; her illness became serious, she was 
 detained in the hospital, and Fanny and 
 she parted — their histories no longer be- 
 ing linked. 
 
 Having again entered society as a mem- 
 ber of her real sex, Fanny was next 
 heard of on the stage of a theatre at Cai- 
 ro, serving an engagement as a ballet girl. 
 But this was for only a few days. She 
 turns up in Memphis, even as a soldier 
 again ! But she had changed her branch 
 of the military service, having become a 
 private in the Third Illinois cavalry. Only 
 two weeks, however, had she been enlisted 
 in this capacity, when, to her utter sur- 
 prise, she Avas stopped by a guard and ar- 
 rested for being a woman in men's cloth- 
 ing. She was taken to the office of the 
 detective police and questioned until no 
 doubt remained as to her identity, not 
 proving herself, as was suspected, a i-ebel 
 spy, but a Federal soldier. An appropri- 
 ate wardrobe was procured her, and her, 
 word given that she would not again at- 
 tempt a disguise. A brief description of 
 Fanny would be that of a young lady of 
 about nineteen years, of a fair but some- 
 what tanned face, rather masculine voice, 
 sprightly and somcAvhat educated mind — 
 being vei-y easily able to pass herself off 
 for a boy of about seventeen or eighteen 
 years. 
 
 Table Tuniingr at the Recruitingr Oflace. 
 
 The idea had become pretty general 
 that no one was sharp enough to outwit 
 or cheat a broker in bounties for army re- 
 cruits ; but, in one instance at least, this 
 illusion was dispelled in the goodly village 
 of Gotham — sometimes known as the city 
 of New York, — where one of the frater- 
 nity was lupre than matched at the rooms 
 of the municipal committee or commission 
 on the draft. 
 
 The broker in question attempted to 
 take a man into the State of Connecticut 
 as a substitute, for which act he confessed 
 he was to receive the little sum of seven 
 
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 hundred dollars. He was on the pomt of 
 being arrested, but earnestly declai*ed that 
 he did not know of any law against it, 
 and, promising fairly for the future, was 
 let off. His next eifort was with a party 
 to whom he offered to give five hundred 
 dollars to go as a substitute. The parties 
 appeared at the rooms of the city commit- 
 tee ; matters looked all right ; the broker 
 deposited the three hundred and thirty- 
 five dollars with the committee, as usual, 
 (which was of course to be paid over to 
 the substitute when he had passed,) and 
 he paid to the substitute, into his own 
 hands, the balance, one hundred and sixty- 
 five dollars, — which made the five hun- 
 dred. 
 
 They now proceeded to the surgeon's 
 apartment, for examination of the man's 
 bodily condition, the substitute in the 
 meantime having quietly and secretly 
 given his one hundred and sixty-five dol- 
 lars ' hand money ' to some sly friend, who 
 was probably hanging about for the pur- 
 pose. The examination progressed in the 
 usual manner, when the surgeon an- 
 nounced that the substitute would not 
 pass ! Substitute probably knew this be- 
 fore he started. Now the broker wanted 
 his one hundred and sixty-five dollars 
 back again ; but the substitute had not 
 got it — he had just sent it home to his 
 wife. The ■v^^fe was sent for ; she had 
 seen no money from any quarter, and had 
 received nothing but a black eye, which 
 she said her husband gave her when a lit- 
 tle how-come-ye-so. Substitute was again 
 questioned, then stripped and thoroughly 
 examined, but nothing turned up but a 
 certificate pledging him an extra hundred 
 to go to Brooklyn ; " But," said substitute, 
 " my honor was at stake, and I would not 
 leave the city." %, 
 
 The broker was of course dumbfounded 
 and amazed — silent Avith sorrow that he 
 had at last found a man who could " do " 
 him. But he was "done" most effectual- 
 ly — done out of his 'one hundred and 
 sixty-five ' clean, and also out of the two 
 
 hundred dollars which he would have se- 
 cured from his prmcipal. He withdrew 
 his three hundred and thirty-five dollars, 
 from the hands of the committe, bade an < 
 affectionate farewell to Supervisor Blunt, 
 declaring that ' There were two things he 
 never expected to see in his day, viz., any 
 one getting ahead of the supervisor, or 
 being himself cheated. The last sad 
 event he had experienced to-day, much to 
 his grief, the other might yet happen, for 
 it now appeared there were shai'per ones 
 to look after than the bounty-brokers — 
 farewell ! ' 
 
 With a wave of the hand the honest 
 broker retired — to meditate, probably, 
 over the gross and open-handed corrup- 
 tions of the day. 
 
 * 
 
 Nervous Customer in the Red Tape Depart- 
 ment. 
 
 "When Washington Avas being besieged 
 by the rebel raiders, there came into the 
 Adjutant-General's office a man anxious to 
 serve the country. He was old and bent, 
 long and gi'ay of hair, coarse and strong 
 of features, nervous and trembling of hand, 
 slow and shambling of step, husky and 
 uncertain of voice, quick and wandering 
 of eye. " I want to go into the service ; 
 aren't we to have a chance ? Isn't there 
 to be any call on the people of the city to 
 rise against the invaders ? " '' Please step 
 up to the Provost-Marshal-General's office. 
 Sir," answered one of the clerks, as he 
 Avinked at his neighbor. " But I don't 
 Avant to run around — I want to go into 
 service to help repel the iuA^aders of our 
 homes." " Certainly, Sir, certainly ; but 
 you'll have to go up there to be enrolled," 
 replied the clerk. The old man left. 
 Half an hour later he Avas seen up stairs, 
 talking Avith Colonel McBeever. " It's a 
 damnable shame that the rebels have got 
 into Maryland," said he ; " the invaders 
 must be driven out, and I want to help do 
 it. I am an old man, but I can handle a 
 musket yet." " Certainly, Sir, certamly ; 
 just step OA'er to the Quartermaster's De- 
 partment, and you'll find them organizing 
 
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 173 
 
 a company for immediate service, into 
 which you can go at once. Shall I send 
 a messenger to show you over there, 
 Sir ? " " Oh, no— I'll find it ; I'll find it." 
 He went out, muttering something about 
 the invadei'S ; but showed his confidence 
 in official movements and directions, by 
 turnmg deliberately and going the other 
 way from the Quartermaster General's 
 Department. 
 
 Career of Frank Henderson. 
 The war produced many heroines, and 
 turned up from the humbler walks of life 
 many rough stones that proved to be the 
 genuine diamonds. But probably no army 
 ever opened so many doors for romance as 
 did the army of the United States during 
 the southern rebellion. Accounts pre- 
 
 Career of Frank Henderson. 
 
 sented themselves almost daily to the eye, 
 of the valorous deeds of females fighting 
 in the ranks for months, without their sex 
 being divulged ; and in most of these cases 
 there Avas connected with their history 
 some love experience or matter of ro- 
 mance that had an important bearing upon 
 their action. The following case of triple 
 enlistment shows a military penchant 
 quite rare and remarkable. 
 
 While our army was at Chattanooga, 
 Colonel Burke, of the Tenth Ohio, went 
 out to Graysville, Georgia, under flag of 
 truce, with authority from General 
 Thomas to exchange tAventy-seveu prison- 
 ers in our hands for an equal number in 
 the hands of the rebels, the preliminaries 
 of which had been previously arranged. 
 Among the number in the hands of the 
 enemy was a member of the Ninetieth 
 Illiuois, who may be called Frank Hen- 
 derson. 
 
 Frank's history was briefly this : On 
 the breaking out of the rebellion she had 
 an only brother, the only relative, living 
 in Chicago, Illinois. The brother enlisted 
 in the Eleventh Illinois infantry, and be- 
 ing left alone in the world she. resolved to 
 enlist in the service in order to be near 
 her brother. She ejilisted in the Eleventh, 
 participated in its engagements, and on 
 the mustei'ing out of the regiment for the 
 three months' service she Avas discharged, 
 without her sex having been discovered. 
 She next enlisted in the Third Illinois 
 regiment, and served for several months, 
 during which time she managed to retain 
 her secret, and by her staid habits Avon 
 the universal esteem of the officers. 
 
 Wounded in one of the battles in which 
 she participated, she AA^as discharged. But 
 Frank's love for the service did not per- 
 mit her long to pursue the inert life inci- 
 dent to home, and the organization of the 
 Ninetieth Illinois regiment offered her an 
 opportunity to gi'atify her love for a mili- 
 tary life. She enlisted as a private in 
 Colonel O'Mara's regiment, and pi'oved 
 herself an excellent soldier. She served 
 in all the battles of that regiment, and 
 Avas present at the capture of Holly 
 Springs by the rebels — denounced by her 
 as a disgraceful proceeding on the part of 
 our forces, Avho could have held the place. 
 In the latter part of the summer, Avhile 
 the regiment was marching through Flor- 
 ence, Alabama, she asked and obtained 
 permission of her Colonel to enter a house 
 in search of something to cat ; her regi- 
 
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 ment moved on, and while waiting for the 
 supper to be prepared in the house where 
 she was, two rebels crawled out from un- 
 der a bed, and presenting themselves be- 
 fore her, ordered her to surrender. 
 
 Thus in their power, she was forced to 
 jield herself a prisoner, and was taken to 
 Atlanta, Georgia, and there placed in 
 duress. In a few weeks after her arrival, 
 Frank made a desperate attempt to es- 
 cape, and when ordered to halt by the 
 guard, paid not the least attention to the 
 demand, and was fired upon. Tlie ball 
 took effect in her leg, and she continued 
 to suffer fi'om the wound. Colonel Burke, 
 while out with the flag of truce, effected 
 her exchange, among others, and she be- 
 came an inmate of the hospital, where in 
 due time she happily recovered from her 
 wounds. From the time of her first en- 
 listment, which Avas in June, 1861, until 
 some weeks after her capture, she kept 
 her sex a secret from everybody, nor Avas 
 there ever any suspicion excited in regard 
 to her not being of the sex whose attire 
 she wore. In personal appearance she 
 was prepossessing, and her whole demean- 
 or was such as Avould have done no dis- 
 credit to the best man in the ranks. 
 
 Fearful Ordeal for a Deserter. 
 
 One of the privates in the Nineteenth 
 Indiana regiment having deserted his post, 
 was tried by a court martial, and found 
 guilty, the punishment being death for 
 such a crime. His execution was deferred 
 for some time, and he was kept in a pain- 
 fid state of suspense. At last, the time 
 was fixed for his execution, and five regi- 
 ments were drawn up in line to Avitness 
 it, while a file of tAvelve men Avere in ad- 
 A'ance to execute the sentence of death by 
 shooting him. 
 
 The prisoner was led forAvard blind- 
 folded, and the usual words of preparation 
 and command A\'ere given in a Ioav, meas 
 ured tone, by the officer in charge of tlae 
 proceedings. During the interval betAveen 
 the orders, "Take aim," and "Fire," and 
 
 before the last was given, a horseman rode 
 rapidly up the road, waving in the air a 
 paper, Avhich Avas understood by all pres- 
 ent to be a reprieve. Covered with dust 
 and perspiration, the officer rode hurriedly 
 up to the officer in command, and deliA*- 
 ered to him Avhat really proA'ed to be a 
 repricA'C. 
 
 The shout, " Reprieve ! " fell upon the 
 poor soldier's ear, Avhich was already 
 strained to the utmost in anticipation of 
 hearing the last and final word that was 
 to usher his soul into the presence of his 
 Creator ; it Avas too much for him, and he 
 fell back upon his coffin apparently dead. 
 The bandage Avas removed from his eyes, 
 but reason had taken its flight, and he be- 
 came a hopeless maniac. He was dis- 
 charged and sent home to his friends. 
 His death had really ncA^er been intended ; 
 but it Avas deemed necessary for the good 
 order and discipline of the army to make 
 an impression not only upon himself, but 
 the Avhole brigade ; for that purpose the 
 forms of the execution Avere regularly 
 gone through Avith, in presence of five 
 regiments, and the repricA'c arrived in 
 good time, as it was intended. It Avas 
 sought by tliis means to solemnly impress 
 upon the whole assemblage of soldiers the 
 necessity of a strict observance of duty 
 and obedience, under the penalty of an 
 ignominious death. It Avijs a fearful or- 
 deal for the deserter, but it Avas certainly 
 better than tohaA'e completed the tragedy 
 by sending his soul into " that Avorld 
 which no mortal doth knoAV." 
 
 From Deck to Camp. 
 As some of the prisoners captured from 
 Grant's Virginia Army Avere halting, Avhen 
 on their AA^ay to the Libby Prison, a south- 
 erner, observing a rather good looking for- 
 eigner among the number — and stepping 
 up to him, said, "What! are you down 
 here fighting us — you are no Yankee." 
 "No, Sir," said the soldier, hanging his 
 head. " Why, then, do you come to fight 
 us," continued reb, " if you have no com- 
 
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 175 
 
 mon sympathy with the Yankees ? " "Well, 
 Sir," said the prisoner, " I will tell you. 
 1 am a foreigner. I landed in New York 
 not more than a month ago. I got drunk, 
 and the first thing I knew I found myself 
 in camp." Tliis shrewd make-up did not 
 save him from entermg the portals of the 
 rebel prison-house. 
 
 Noble Words and Acts of a Slavemaster. 
 Hon. Mr. McClurg, the well known 
 member of the United States House of 
 Representatives from Missouri, showed his 
 patriotism by giving written permits to 
 several of his slaves to go into the army, 
 securing to each of them whatever com- 
 pensation he himself might be entitled to 
 as a loyal owner, and stipulating that in 
 case of the death of the men, their Avives 
 and children should receive the money. 
 He also wrote a letter to his "yellow 
 man," .Caswell, in which he said to him : 
 " Make your own choice. If you go into 
 the army, let me hear frequently from you. 
 Make peace with your God and you need 
 not fear death. Be temperate ; save your 
 oamuigs. If you ever fight, fight with 
 desperation, and never surrender. Em'oU 
 your name as Caswell McClurg, and try 
 to give honor to it. In the army use 
 your idle hours in learning to read and 
 write." 
 
 Strong Case of Conscience. 
 A remarkable instance of honesty — re- 
 markable especially on account of its con- 
 nection with the war and Government — 
 happened in Cincinnati. A woman in al- 
 most destitute circumstances came to that 
 city, a stranger, from Canada, and being a 
 Presbyterian herself, she sought out a 
 minister of that denomination, Rev. Dr. 
 Thompson, to whom she confided the fact 
 that her husband had volimteered in the 
 United States army, obtained Government 
 and local bounty to the amoimt of three 
 hundred dollars, and then deserted. He 
 had left the money with her and then gone 
 off, perhaps to enlist again. Her con- 
 
 science would not allow her to use the 
 money, and she had come all that distance 
 to r||um it to the proper authorities, 
 wliicn she besought Dr. Thompson to do 
 for her. The Dr. took it to Colonel Rob- 
 erts, of the second district, who however 
 declined to receive it, on the ground that 
 it had been paid to the recruit legally, and 
 if he had committed any subsequent act 
 that was not right, the return of his money 
 Avould not make it so. If arrested as a 
 deserter, he Avould have to suffer the con- 
 sequences. So the woman received back 
 the money she had so conscientiously 
 brought with her. 
 
 Poorer Pay but Better Business. 
 
 The following remarks were made by a 
 
 non-commissioned officer of the New 
 
 York artillery, in a hotel in that city. 
 The officer was at home on a twenty days' 
 leave, given him on account of his remark- 
 ably good conduct and bravery. Though 
 he describes himself as a "loafer," no one 
 will deny him the character of a true man 
 and patriotic soldier. The conversation 
 was started by the entrance into the room 
 of a black French poodle. He said: 
 
 " There's a French poodle, /know it is. 
 I used to be in the fancy dog bushiess my- 
 self, before I Avent to soldiering. Did I 
 find soldiering pay better? Yes, I did! 
 I always spend all I can get. I can't help 
 it. You see I am a loafer, I am. I get 
 my little seventeen dollars a month for the 
 little place I have in the battery, and I 
 spend it all and I fight for my country. 
 Here, in New York, I used to get more 
 money, but I spent it all and it didn't do 
 me any more good than what I get now. 
 And then I know all the time I am doing 
 my country's work. You see there are 
 soldiers and there are 'sogers?' I'm a 
 soldier clear through. We have lost two 
 batteries since this war began, and I have 
 been all through the fighting from the first. 
 We came out of one fight Avith seven men, 
 and out of another Avith five. It seems 
 strange to me that while I saw men laid 
 
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 out all arouijd me, wlio had wives, and 
 mothers and babies, I shouldn't be hit. I 
 am a loafer : I haven't got a motl^ or a 
 wife, or a baby, or a sister, or a brother. 
 But they spared me, and killed hundreds 
 of men who had lots of folks to mourn for 
 them. I wish, sometimes, that I could 
 have been laid out in the place of any of 
 those poor fellows. Nobody would cry 
 for me, but there would be some honor in 
 dying for my country. I am going back 
 in a few days, and if I should get an arm 
 or a leg shot off, I should have to come 
 back to New York and beg for my living. 
 I hope if they hit me they will kill me. 
 I am ready to die any time for my coun- 
 try." 
 
 Plad every man who enlisted in the war 
 for the Union been of the above stamp, 
 the conflict would have been a short one. 
 
 Sole Condition for Re-enlisting. 
 
 While a visitor to General Butler's 
 army before Richmond was threading his 
 way through one of the camps, a good 
 looking, cleanly dressed, full bearded sol- 
 dier attracted his attention by a gesture 
 which was half salute and half beckon. 
 Reining up, for there seemed to be a de- 
 sire to speak, the soldier advanced, and, 
 folding his arms and standing at his full 
 length, began: 
 
 " Sir, do I look like a beggar ? Look at 
 me and say if I appear as if I were in the 
 habit of begging ? " 
 
 The visitor answered in the negative, 
 and desiring to know Avhether he had any- 
 thing to beg for then, got his story. Said 
 he— 
 
 " Do you chew or smoke ? Noav I don't 
 know whether you are an officer, or a 
 chaplain, or a sutler, or a quartermaster's 
 clerk, but if you have any tobacco with 
 you, for God's sake divide with me. You 
 see I've not been paid for five months, so 
 I can't buy any, and I must have a smoke 
 — can't stand it any longer, am homesick 
 as a school girl, be hanged if I haven't 
 come confounded near deserting. (Here 
 
 he stopped short to light a segar the vis 
 itor had handed him, along with a more or 
 less of Killikimiick.) AVhen (puff,) I get 
 back (puff, puff,) to Connecticut, I mean 
 to raise (puff, puff,) raise tobacco by the 
 acre, and, hang me, (puff, puff,) — hang me, 
 if I don't give it all away to poor devils 
 that haven't money to — (puff, puff, puff,) 
 — poor devils that haven't money to buy 
 any." 
 
 In further conversation, he declared that 
 he Avould re-enlist if he could be sure of 
 obtaining tobacco regularly, and he would 
 not re-eidist — not he ! — miless he could be 
 sure of it. 
 
 After the Firing- on Old Sunater. 
 
 "Well, father! the traitors have fired 
 on old Sumter ! " exclaimed Captain Grant, 
 as he entered the store in Galena, on the 
 morning of the 15th of April, 1861. 
 
 "What! fired on the American flag?" 
 
 " Yes ! a body of seven thousand rebels 
 have attacked Major Anderson in the fort, 
 set the barracks on fire, and driven our 
 brave boys out ! " 
 
 " Did Anderson give up the colors ? " 
 
 "No, Sir: he has carried them with 
 him, and brought them off in triumph. 
 God bless him." 
 
 " This is startling news, my son. What 
 shall we do to restore the flag?" 
 
 "I tell you what I shall do, Su'l I shall 
 volunteer ! " 
 
 "Good. I like your pluck. I would 
 do the same, if I were not too old. But 
 what will your wife say to it?" 
 
 "My family, father, are m the hands of 
 my God and my country. I believe that 
 both God and country are calling me to 
 volunteer; and I am not afraid to have 
 my family in such good hands." 
 
 In a few moments more our hero was 
 across the threshold of his house. 
 
 "Wife, what do you say? I am going 
 again to war." 
 
 There was an answering look that met 
 his at that moment. It was more tender 
 than that of the father in the store. Its 
 
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 177 
 
 brief glance told a sweet story of home 
 joys. The witnessing tears that gushed 
 silently to the eyelashes, and trembled a 
 moment there ere they were dashed gently 
 away, spoke louder than the father's words 
 had spoken. But a moment more, and 
 the firm consent followed. It was such a 
 consent as a hero's wife loves to give a 
 hero. In yet another moment the mother 
 steps quietly forward : 
 
 General Grant. 
 
 '' Go, Ulysses, go, my dear son. And 
 may the blessing of Jehovah of hosts go 
 with you ! " 
 
 " I knew you would all consent," said 
 the Captain, as he glanced his eye quickly 
 and finnly to where some portions of his 
 former armor were suspended; "for, if 
 ever there was a just cause for fighting, it 
 is this in which I now volunteer." 
 
 In a few hours more Captain Grant 
 was on his way to the capital and gov- 
 ernor of the State. 
 
 Black, the Scotch Deserter at Iieesburg. 
 One of the Confederate soldiers in the 
 Virginia army was a rough Scotchman 
 named Black. His relatives were at the 
 South, and, desiring to get to them, he 
 had joined the Northern army, with the 
 intention of deserting at the first oppor- 
 tunity. When on picket guard at the 
 river, therefore, he pretended to bathe, 
 and being a good swimmer, dexterously 
 struck out for the Virginia shore. When 
 
 midway, the rogue turned and shouted: 
 " Good bye, boys ; I'm bound for Dixie ! " 
 "Come back, or we'll shoot!" answered 
 
 the guard. "Shoot and be , you 
 
 white livered nigger-thieves," shouted 
 Black, and in the midst of a shower of 
 Minie balls he reached his destination. 
 He entered at once the Confederate ranks, 
 and proved an active fighter. During the 
 battle he performed many feats of daring, 
 and at night formed one of a corporal's 
 guard who escorted a full company of cap- 
 tured Federals off the hotly-contested 
 ground. As Black was laughing and 
 joking, the Captaui of the Federals re- 
 marked to him: 
 
 " I ought to know that voice ! — is that 
 you, Black?" 
 
 "That's me!" jocosely replied the ren- 
 egade Scotclmian. 'T couldn't stay with 
 you, you see ; it wasn't because I feared 
 to fight, but I like to fight in the right 
 cause always." 
 
 Singular enough. Black was escorting 
 his old company, officers and all. 
 
 Hopeful Tackett— his Mark. 
 Hopeful Tackett sang the inspiring na- 
 tional anthem — 
 
 "An' the Star-Spangler' Banger in triumph shall wave 
 '■ the Ian dov the free-e-e, an' the ho mov thtj brave,"' 
 
 as he sat on his little bench in the little 
 shop of Herr Kordwaner, the village shoe- 
 maker. Thus he sang, not artistically, but 
 with much fervor and unction, keeping 
 time with his hammer, as he hammered 
 away at an immense " stoga." And as he 
 sang, the prophetic words rose upon the 
 ail', and were wafted, together A\ath an odor 
 of new leather and paste-pot, out of the 
 window, and fell upon the ear of a ragged 
 urchin with an armful of hand-bills. 
 
 " Would you lose a leg for it, Hope ? " 
 he asked, bringing to bear upon Hopeful a 
 pair of crossed-eyes, a full complement of 
 white teeth, and a face spotted with iti> 
 kindred dust. 
 
 "For the Banger?" replied Hopeful; 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 '^ guess I would. JCoth on 'em — an' a head, 
 too." 
 
 " Well, here's a chance for you." And 
 he tossed him a hand-bill. 
 
 Hopeful laid aside his hammer and his 
 work, and picked up the hand-bill ; and 
 while he is reading it, take a look at him. 
 Hopeful is not a beauty, and he knows it ; 
 and though some of the rustic wits call him 
 '' Beaut," he is well aware that they intend 
 it for irony. His countenance runs too 
 much to nose — rude, amorphous nose at 
 that^ — to be classic, and is withal rugged in 
 
 Hopeful Tackett. 
 
 outline and pimply in spots. His hair is 
 decidedly.too dingy a red to be called, even 
 by the uttermost stretch of courtesy, au- 
 burn ; dry, coarse, and pertinaciously ob- 
 stinate in its resistance to the civilizing 
 efforts of comb and brush. But there is a 
 great deal of big, honest bone and muscle 
 in him, which are of great value in a good 
 cause. 
 
 By the time he had spelled out the hand- 
 bill, and found that Lieut. was in 
 
 town and Avished to enlist recruits for 
 Company • — , — Kegiment, it was nearly 
 sunset ; and he took off his apron, washed 
 his hands, looked at himself in the piece 
 of looking-elass that stuck in the window 
 
 — a defiant look, that said that he -was not 
 afraid of all that nose — took his hat down 
 from its peg beliind the door, and in spite 
 of the bristling resistance of his hair, 
 crowded it down over his head, and started 
 for his supper. And as he walked he 
 mused aloud, as was his custom, addressing 
 himself in the second person, as follows : 
 
 ' Hopeful, what do you think of it ? They 
 want more soldiers, eh ? Guess them fights 
 at Donelson and Pittsburg Lamien 'bout 
 used up some o' them ridgiments. By 
 Jmg I (Hopeful had been piously brought 
 up, and his emphatic declarations took a 
 mild form.) Hopeful, 'xpect you'll have 
 to go an' Stan' in some poor feller's shoes. 
 'Twon't do for them there blasted Secesh- 
 ers to be killin' off our boys, an' no one 
 there to pay them back. It's time this 
 here thing was busted ! Hopeful, you an't 
 pretty, an' you an't smart ; but you used 
 to be a mighty nasty hand with a shot 
 gun. Guess you'll have to try your hand 
 on old Borey's (Beauregard's) chaps, an' 
 if you ever git a bead on one, he'll enter 
 his land mighty shortly. What do you 
 say to goin' ? — you wanted to go last year, 
 but mother was sick, an' you couldn't ; an' 
 now mother's gone to glory, why, show 
 your grit an' go. Think about it, any 
 how.' 
 
 And Hopeful did think about it — thought 
 till late at night of the insulted flag, of the 
 fierce fights and glorious victories, of the 
 dead and the dying lying out in the pitiless 
 storm, of the dastardly outrages of the 
 enemy — thought of all this, with his great 
 warm heart overfloAving with love for the 
 dear old " Banger," and resolved to go. 
 The next morning he notified the "boss" 
 of his intention to quit his service for that 
 of Uncle Sam. The old fellow only opened 
 his eyes very wide, grunted, brought out 
 the stocking (a striped relic of the departed 
 Frau Kordwaner,) and froui it counted out 
 and paid Hopeful every cent that was due 
 him. 
 
 But there was one thing that sat heavily 
 upon Hopeful's mind. He was in a pre- 
 
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 179 
 
 dicament that all are liable to fall into — 
 he was in love, and with Christina, Herr 
 Kordwaner's daughter. Christina was a 
 plump maiden, with a round, rosy face, an 
 extensive latitude of shoulders, and a gen- 
 eral plentitude and solidity of figure. All 
 these she had ; but Avhat had captivated 
 .Hopeful's eye was her trim ankle, as it 
 appeared to him one mommg, encased in 
 a warm white yarn stocking of her own 
 knitting From this small beginnmg, his 
 great heart had taken in the whole of her, 
 and now he was desperately in love. Two 
 or three times he had essayed to tell her 
 of his proposed departure ; but every time 
 that the words were commg to his lips, 
 something rushed up into his throat ahead 
 of them, and he couldn't speak. At last, 
 after walking home from church Avith her 
 one Sunday evening, he held out his hand 
 and blurted out — 
 
 "Well, good-bye. We're off to-mor- 
 row." 
 
 "Off! Where?" 
 
 " I've enlisted." 
 
 Christina didn't faint. She didn't take 
 out her delicate and daintily perfumed 
 mouchoir to hide the tears that were not 
 there. She looked at him for a moment, 
 while two great real tears rolled down her 
 cheeks, and then — precipitated all her 
 charms right into his arms. Hopeful stood 
 it manfully — rather liked it, in fact. But 
 that is a tableau that may be left to the 
 imagination, — the tears and embraces, pro- 
 testations of undying affection, promises 
 of eternal remembrance, etc. 
 
 The next morning found Hopeful with 
 a dozen others, in charge of the Lieuten- 
 ant, and on their way to join the regiment, 
 and as he went through the various duties 
 and changing experiences of soldier life, 
 he would say, *' Hopeful, the Banger's took 
 care of you all your life, and now you're 
 here to take care of it. See that you do 
 it the best you know how,'-' But in his 
 case the path to glory was not amid the 
 roar of cannon and muskets, through a 
 stoiTn of shot and shell, over a serried line 
 
 of glistening bayonets — it was only a skir- 
 mish, a bushwacking fight for the posses- 
 sion of a swamp. A few companies were 
 deployed as skirmishei*s, to drive out the 
 enemy. 
 
 "Now, boys," shouted the Captain, 
 " after 'em ! Shoot to kill, not to scare 
 'em!" 
 
 " Ping ! Ping ! " rang the rifles. 
 " Z-z-z-z-oit ! " sang the bullets. 
 On they went, crouchmg among the 
 bushes, creeping along under the banks 
 of the brook, cautiously peering from be- 
 hind trees in search of " butternuts." 
 Hopeful was in the advance ; his hat was 
 lost, and his hair more defiantly bristling 
 than ever. Firmly grasping his rifle, he 
 pushed on, carefully watching every tree 
 and bush. A rebel sharpshooter started 
 to run from one tree to another, when, 
 quick as thought, Hopefvd's rifle was at his 
 shoulder, a puff of blue smoke rose from 
 its mouth, and the rebel sprang in the air 
 and fell back — dead. Almost at the same 
 instant, as Hopeful leaned forw^ard to see 
 the effect of his shot, he felt a sudden 
 shock, a sharp burning pain, grasped at a 
 bush, reeled, and sank to the gromid. 
 
 " Are you hurt much, Hope ? " asked 
 one of his comrades, kneeling beside him 
 and staunching the bipod that flowed from 
 liis Avounded leg. 
 
 " Yes, I expect I am ; but that red 
 wamus over yonder's redder'n ever now. 
 That feller Avon't need a pension." 
 
 They carried "Hope" back to the hos- 
 pital, and the old surgeon looked at the 
 Avound, shook his head, and briefly made 
 his prowm)sis : — 
 
 " Boiff shattered — vessel injured — bad 
 leg — have to come off. Good constitution, 
 though ; he'U stand it." 
 
 Ajid he did stand it ; ahvays cheerful, 
 never complauiing, only regretting that he 
 must be discharged — that he was no longer 
 able to serve his country. 
 
 Once more Hopeful is sitting -on his lit- 
 tle bench in Mynheer Kordwaner's little 
 shop, pegging aAvay at the coarse boots, 
 
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 singing the same glorious prophecy that he 
 was first heard singing. He had but two 
 troubles after his return. One, the linger- 
 ing regret and restlessness that attend a 
 civil life, after an experience of the rough, 
 independent life in camp. The other 
 trouble was when he first saw Christina 
 after his return. The loving warmth with 
 which she greeted him pained him ; and 
 when the worthy Herr considerately went 
 out of the room, leaving them alone, Hope- 
 ful relapsed into gloomy silence. At 
 length, speaking rapidly, and with choked 
 utterance, he said : 
 
 " Christie, you know I love you now, as 
 I always havej better 'n all the world. But 
 I'm a cripple now — no account to nobody 
 — just a dead weight — an' I don't want 
 you, 'cause o' your promise before I went 
 away, to tie yourself to a load tliat'll be a 
 drag on you all your life. That contract 
 — ah — promise — an't — is — is hereby re- 
 pealed ! There ! " 
 
 And he leaned his head upon his hands 
 and wept bitter tears, wrung by a great 
 agony from his lo\'ing heart. 
 
 Christie gently laid her hand upon his 
 shoulder, and spoke, calmly and slowly — 
 
 " Hopeful, your soul was in that leg, 
 was it ? " 
 
 It would seem as if Hopeful had always 
 thought that such was the case, and was 
 just receiving new light upon the subject, 
 he started up so suddenly. 
 
 "ByJing! Christie!" 
 
 And he grasped her hand, and — but that 
 is also one of those scenes to be left to the 
 imagination. And Christie promised the 
 next Christmas to take the nan^, as she 
 already had the heart, of Tackett. Herr 
 Kordwaner, too, had come to the conclu- 
 sion that he wanted a partner, and on the 
 day of the wedding a new sign was to be 
 put up over a new and larger shop, on 
 which " Co." would mean Hopeful Tackett. 
 In the mean time. Hopeful hammered 
 away lustily, merrily, whistling and sing- 
 mg the praises of the " Banger." Occa- 
 sionally, when resting, he would tenderly 
 
 embrace his stump of a leg, gently patting 
 and stroking it, and talking to it as to a 
 pet. If a stranger was in the shop, he 
 would hold it out admiringly, and ask : 
 
 " Do you know what I call that ? I call 
 that ^Hopeful Tackett — his mark ! ' " 
 
 And a mark of distinction — a badge of 
 patriotism and honor — it might well be 
 called. 
 
 Substitute Broker Sold— "Indians" for the 
 Army. 
 
 Along the dock near the foot of First 
 Street, Detroit, is a large Avooden figure 
 of an Indian, embellished with all the trap- 
 pings of a Chippewa chief, and leaning 
 
 against the warehouse of . Well, one 
 
 day a stranger appeared in front of the 
 provost-marshal's office, and beckoning to 
 one of the substitute brokers hanging around 
 there, said to him, " You are in the substi- 
 tute business, I believe ? " Being ansAvered 
 affirmatively, he continued, " Do you take 
 Indians?" "Oh, yes," said the broker. 
 " Well," inquired the stranger, " what will 
 you give me if I tell you where you can 
 get one, sound in every respect, not liable 
 to draft, and will go as a substitute, if 
 accepted?" "Give you?" replied the 
 broker, every feature in his face beaming 
 with delight at the prospect of making a 
 lucky strike, " give you ! why, I'll give you 
 a hundred dollars in greenbacks." " It's a 
 bargain," said the stranger, and here they 
 clasped hands fraternally over it. " Here's 
 my name,' he continued, handing the 
 broker a card, on which was pencilled 
 
 " Enoch Ketchum." " Take this to , 
 
 near the foot of First street, and tell them 
 that I sent you after that Indian ; they Avill 
 understand it ; and don't forget the hundred 
 dollars when you get him through." "All 
 right," shouted the broker, as he jumped 
 on board of a street car, on liis way to the 
 foot of First street. Having reached the 
 warehouse, he presented his card, and in- 
 formed the attendants of his mission. " Go 
 right through the back door on to the dock, 
 and turn to the left, and you will find the 
 
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 181 
 
 only Indian that I know anything about in 
 this neighborhood," said the attendant. 
 Having followed directions, he soon came 
 face to face Avith the Chippewa chief here- 
 tofore referred to Fully realizing the joke 
 which had been played upon him, he went 
 back to the warehouse, and finding the 
 party laughing at his expense, he bawled 
 out : " That Avas — well done, but that 
 wooden Indian is better than some live 
 men that have gone in as substitutes,'' and 
 left said dock in a hurry, occasionally cast- 
 ing a furtive glance around to see if any 
 one he knew was interested in the sell. 
 
 Union Becruits among: the Negrroes. 
 
 Some queer things now and then turn 
 up, and the folloAving is a pretty fair sam- 
 ple of the best : 
 
 A Temiessee slaveholder from the coun- 
 try approached ftn old acquaintance, also 
 a slaveholder, residing in Nashville, and 
 said in quite a friendly and confiding man- 
 ner : 
 
 "I have several negro men lurking 
 about this city somewhere. I wish you 
 would look out for them, and when you 
 find them, do with them for me as if they 
 were your own." 
 
 " Certainly, I will,'" replied his fHend. 
 
 A few days afterward the parties met 
 again, and the planter asked — 
 
 " Have you found my slaves?" 
 
 "I have.' 
 
 "And where are they?" 
 
 "Well, you told me to do with them 
 just as if they were my own, and, as I 
 made my men enlist in the Union army, 
 1 did the same with yours." 
 
 The astonished planter thoughtfully ab- 
 squatulated. 
 
 « 
 
 Putting: his Hand to the Roll. 
 In one of the counties of Indiana a 
 meeting was held by the patriotic citizens, 
 for the purpose of getting volunteers, by 
 the usual means of encouragement and 
 promise. After the matter had progressed 
 some time in the usual manner, a pleasant 
 
 incident occurred which seemed to warm 
 and gladden every loyal heart. A young 
 lady stepped from the crowd, went up to 
 her betrothed, took him by the hand, and 
 led him up to the stand, where the recruit- 
 ing officers were taking the names of those 
 who desired to enlist in the service of 
 their country. Having done this, and 
 without seeming in the least abashed in 
 the presence of the large assembly, the 
 fair girl kissed him warmly, and then with 
 her own plighted hand gracefully placed 
 his hand on the roll, for him to sign his 
 name. It was the rarest scene and sub- 
 ject for a painter — a fair and beautiful girl 
 inspiring her lover to go forth to noble 
 deeds for their common country ! There 
 was enthusiasm in that meeting. 
 
 Beauties of Rebel Conscripting'. 
 
 Early in the morning of Nov. Gth, 1861, 
 the outside picket belonging to our army 
 at Newport News, on the river, was hailed 
 by a man who approached in a skiff of 
 small size • he proved to be a Virginian, 
 by the name of Peter White, who escaped 
 from a rebel prison at Williamsburg, Va., 
 
 He used to oAvn a little schooner, the 
 Maria Louisa, and traded up and down the 
 James and York rivers, especially during 
 the oyster season. He hardly ever slept 
 on shore, making the schooner his real 
 home, having his wife and two children 
 with him. In April, 1861, when the en- 
 listment m the rebel army Avas progressing 
 favorably, some one made overtures to 
 White about enlisting Being at heart a 
 Union man, he did not feel inclined to do 
 so , yet he wished, if possible, to save the 
 schooner and its contents, that being all 
 the property he owned in the world. He 
 therefore ran into a little bay in the Chic- 
 kahominy . river, a small branch of the 
 James, where he found a safe hiding-place. 
 At this time his wife died, and he had a 
 good excuse in the care of his children 
 for refusing to accept the offers of enlist- 
 ment, which were still occasionally made 
 to him. 
 
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 He remained at this place until the 9th 
 of September, when he ventured out of 
 his retreat, to go up to Jamestown, hoping 
 that, as the patriotic enthusiasm among 
 the Southerners had considerably died 
 away, he would be gi-anted the necessary 
 pass for following up the oyster business 
 at Hogg's Island. However, poor Peter 
 soon found himself mistaken on this score. 
 The authorities at Jamestown, in pursuance 
 of Governor Letcher's mandates, under 
 confederate law, at once demanded that 
 he should unconditionally enlist in the 
 army, and when he refused to do this they 
 confiscated his schooner with all its con- 
 tents, including $150 in gold, and sent 
 him as a prisoner to Williamsburg. Here 
 he remained for forty two days, without 
 being once permitted to have a fair hear- 
 
 Gov. Letcher. 
 
 ing. He was confined in a cell next to 
 three negroes, who had previously at- 
 tempted to run away, and with their 
 assistance, a hole was dug sufiiciently 
 large, under the wall, to admit one man 
 at a time. 
 
 On Thursday evenin^^ he made good 
 his escape. That night he walked twelve 
 miles, and during Friday hid himself in 
 a cornfield. Towards midnight he reached 
 the house of Becky Simpson, an old ac- 
 quaintance of his, and a woman with 
 strong Union feelings, who offered him 
 shelter, and further volunteered to go, on 
 
 the following Monday, to Williamsburg to 
 endeavor to bring his children back. He 
 consequently remained at her house, pur- 
 posing to await her return ; but on Sun- 
 day he saAV a certain Mr. Slader, a well 
 known slave hunter in those regions, come 
 towards the house, and knowing that a 
 price of $500 had been put upon his head, 
 he thought it best to ' vamose ' as quickly 
 as possible ; therefore, when he came in at 
 the front door Peter ran out at the back, 
 and, it being dusk at the time, he safely 
 reached the shore, where he soon found a 
 skiff", and pushed off" into the river. In 
 thirty-two hours he rowed between forty 
 and fifty miles. 
 
 EflFect of Crinoline on 'Union' Sentiments. 
 William Growman, a rebel deserter, who 
 was drafted in Michigan, escaped from the 
 provost-marshal by concealing himself un- 
 der the crinoline of his intended. After 
 the marshal left, it was hard to persuade 
 the man to run the risk of cominji forth 
 
 Effect of Crinoline. 
 
 from his hiding-place, fearmg, so he said, 
 that the officer was still on the look-out 
 for him. But when he did finally emerge 
 from the friendly shelter thus afforded him, 
 he wanted — out of gratitude, probably — 
 to marry the gh-l on the spot, and did so 
 
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 183 
 
 the next day, after paying his three hun- 
 dred dollars commutation. He thus, at 
 least in a constructive sense, pfoved him- 
 self a prompt ' Union ' man. 
 
 Married Applicants for Exemption. 
 Commissioner. — " What have you to 
 
 say 
 
 ?" 
 
 Applicant. — " I'm forty-eight years old." 
 
 " Where were you born ? " 
 
 " Don't know." 
 
 *' How old were you when you came to 
 this country ? " 
 
 " Don't know." 
 
 " How do you know you are forty-eight 
 years old ? " 
 
 " I know it. I'm sure of it." 
 
 The Commissioner, after various inef- 
 fectual trials to make applicant show what 
 reasons he had for his belief, now asks, 
 "Are you married ? " 
 
 (Applicant very sulky, but no answer.) 
 
 "I asked you if you are married. Did 
 you hear?" 
 
 " I don't wish to be insulted." 
 ■ " No one wishes to insult you. Are 
 you married ? " 
 
 Applicant, in a very loud voice, — " Of 
 course I am ! " 
 
 No Appeal Left. 
 At NeAvport, R. I., on mustering in the 
 new companies for military service, several 
 minors were finally rejected, because they 
 did not produce the certificate of consent 
 from their parents. One young man — his 
 mother a widow — ^liad first enlisted and 
 then went to his mother with a certificate 
 for her signature. But she, not being 
 willing for him to go, withheld her consent, 
 yet finally, after much persuasion, said she 
 would agree to do it on one condition, 
 namely, that her son should thrust his 
 finger at random through the leaves of the 
 closed Bible, and the language of the text 
 upon which it rested should decide her ac- 
 tion in the matter. He did as she requested, 
 and his finger, when the Bible was opened, 
 was found resting over the two foUowino; 
 
 verses : 2d book of Chronicles, 20th chap- 
 ter, 16th and 17th verses: "To-morrow 
 go ye down against them: behold they 
 come up by the cliff of Ziz ; and ye shall 
 find them at the edge of the brook before 
 the wilderness of Jeruel. Ye shall not 
 need to fight in this battle ; set yourselves, 
 stand ye still, and see the salvation of the 
 lord with you. O, Judah and Jerusalem : 
 fear not, nor be dismayed ; to-morrow go 
 out against them ; for the Lord will be 
 with you." The thing was settled — the 
 mother consented. There was no appeal 
 from the very pomted text which had 
 been resorted to as the arbiter. 
 
 Enlistment of Stonewall Jackson in the 
 Union Army, 
 One morning, a young farmer from Og- 
 densburg, N. Y., applied at the recruiting 
 office in Brooklyn for a place in the Union 
 ranks. The attending surgeon gave a favora- 
 ble opinion of applicant's physique and he 
 was accepted. When asked to sign his name 
 he wrote, in very legible characters, "Stone- 
 wall Jackson." The commissioner very 
 naturally asked him, on seemg the signn- 
 
 Stonewall Jackson 
 
 ture, if that wasreally his name. " Every- 
 body asks me that question," said the young 
 volunteer ; " it riles my blood. It is my 
 name, and I mean to let the rebels know 
 that there is a Stonewall Jackson North." 
 We would like to adorn these pages with a 
 likeness of that noble youth, side by side 
 
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 with that of his epauleted but treacherous 
 namesake who threw away his valuable 
 life in so ignoble a cause. 
 
 Couunissiouer Deciding^ a Question of Agre. 
 
 Commissioner, (a young lawyer, looking 
 very grave and dignified): "Well, Sir, 
 how do you claim to be an exempt?" 
 
 Applicant, (an Irishman, in the prime 
 of life, with a bewildered look): "I am 
 forty-six years old." 
 
 "Where were you born?" 
 
 "Don't know." 
 
 " How old were you, when you left Ire- 
 land?" 
 
 « By Gorra, I don't know." 
 
 " How do you know you are forty-six 
 years old ? " 
 
 " I am grandfather of four children." 
 
 " I don't see what that has to do with 
 your age." 
 
 " By Gorra, I believe you don't know 
 much about it (eyeing the Commissioner 
 contemptuously, as if he were a boy). 
 
 Billy Wilson's Zouaves Extraordinary- 
 Scene. 
 
 Billy Wilson's Zouaves composed a reg- 
 iment niade up from what are called the 
 "Roughs" or "B'hoys," of New York 
 city, and were formally mustered at Tam- 
 many Hall, the evening before their de- 
 parture for their encampment at Staten 
 Island. On this occasion the following 
 extraordinary scene was enacted : 
 
 The men Avere ranged round the hall 
 three deep, with Colonel Wilson and the 
 other officers in the centre of the room. 
 The men had all clad themselves in the 
 gray shirts and pantaloons which had been 
 provided for their uniform, and which was 
 completed by a common brown felt hat_, 
 brogans and leather belt. They earned 
 a short knife, about seven inches in length, 
 between a sort of bowie knife and butcher 
 knife in shape. Many also had revolvers, 
 — one or two being intended for the arms 
 of each man, as well as a slung shot and 
 a Minie rifle. 
 
 All the men being ranged against the 
 walls. Colonel Wilson, with a drawn sabre 
 in one hand and an American flag in the 
 other, stood forth uncovered, and addressed 
 his men amidst deafening cheers. After 
 a short adjuration to the flag, for which he 
 declared his devotion, he called upon all 
 to kneel and swear with him. Waving 
 the banner and flourishing his sabre, he 
 knelt on one knee. All pi-esent knelt with 
 him and repeated the oath which he put 
 to them to support the flag, and never 
 flinch from its path through blood or death. 
 He said he would lead them to Baltimore, 
 and they would march through it or die ; 
 at which they all arose with a tremendous 
 yell, flung up their hats, and brandished 
 their glittering knives, amidst prolonged 
 
 Colonel Wilson. 
 
 and frantic cheers. He then denounced 
 death to the Baltimore traitor secessionists 
 and Plug Uglies, and said they Avould 
 leave a monument of their bones in the 
 streets of Baltimore. Amid yells of 
 "Death to the Plug Uglies!" he said, 
 though he might be the first man slam, he 
 had but one thing to ask, which was that 
 each one of his followers should secure his 
 man and avenge his blood. That they 
 would do so, he again called upon them to 
 sweai', and marched around the hall hold- 
 ing up the flag and his sword, and accom- 
 panied by two officers, the one on the 
 right bearing a banner inscribed — "The 
 Union Battalion of Zouaves : Death 
 
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 185 
 
 TO Skcessionists I " — while tke other 
 officer, on his left, held up, in both hands, 
 a bowie knife and revolver. "Wilson 
 shouted to them to swear, and they re- 
 sponded Avith shouts of " Blood ! " " Blood ! " 
 '•Blood!" "We swear!" 
 
 Governor Tod and tlie Applicant for Ex- 
 emption. 
 
 A good thing is told of Governor Tod, 
 of Ohio, whose labor in the great work of 
 suppressing the rebellion may be charac- 
 terized as of the heartiest and most telling 
 character. An old lady, between fifty and 
 sixty years of age, entered the Governor's 
 office, and made an elfort to induce that 
 personage to exempt her husband from 
 the drafl. Mr. Tod looked at her an in- 
 stant and exclaimed, 
 
 "Why, the old gentleman is exempt, 
 isn't he?" 
 
 " Ah, but he ai'^nt an old gentleman," 
 added the applicant, " he's only 35 ! " 
 
 " In that case> ' said the Governor, " I 
 can't do anytliing for him, but I'll tell you 
 what I'll do for you; in case he's drafted 
 and gets killed, — I'll many you myself." 
 
 This seemed to satisfy the old lady, and 
 she accordingly departed. 
 
 Quite the Youngrest Recruit for Uncle Sam. 
 
 One of the principal recruiting factories 
 was once on a time enlivened by one of 
 those amusing episodes wliich help the 
 appetite and spirits. 
 
 " So, Sir, you've clapped your dirty 
 sojer trappings on my husband, have you ? " 
 
 " Who is your husband ? " asked the 
 officer. 
 
 " Billy McCurtee, an' shure, an' a bould 
 boy he is, so plaze ye. But it's a dirty 
 thing of ye, my pretty, man, to take him 
 from his wife an' cliilders." 
 
 " Can't be helped," said the officer ; "it's 
 too late now." 
 
 " Then take the baby, too," she cried, 
 as she forced the little one into the arms 
 of Lieutenant Adams : " Take them aU — 
 I'll send ye four more to-day." 
 
 Off she ran at a rapid pace, leaving the 
 12 
 
 Quite the youngest recruit for Uncle Sam. 
 
 unfortunate officer with the squirming and 
 squalling recruit in his arms. Doubtful 
 of its services to Uncle Sam, he sent it 
 home by its father. 
 
 Happy Ending to a Sad Mistake. 
 One day, during the stringent pressure 
 for men to fill the ranks and the rigid ac- 
 tivity to prevent the draft being baulked. 
 Captain Maddox, of Brooklyn, New York, 
 sent a provost guard to arrest a German, 
 a deserter, whose name somided very much 
 like Ferral, and who was at work some- 
 where in South Second street, near the 
 residence of Mr. John Ferral. The guard 
 took it for granted that ]VIi\ Ferral was 
 the man they had been sent to take into 
 their custody, and straightway made known 
 to him that his bodily presence was re- 
 quired at the office of the Provost-Mar- 
 shal. Mr. Ferral, who was just in the 
 act of sitting dovra to a most toothsome 
 dinner, which it seems had been prepared 
 with especial pains, "didn't see it;" he 
 thought there must be a mistake or a joke 
 somewhere. He was told that it was so- 
 ber earnest. Then he said he would see 
 Mr. Maddox very cheerfully, but — he 
 must see his dinner first. But the guard's 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 instructions were positive, and nothing 
 would do but that Mr. F. should go forth- 
 with. So he was duly marched off, ac- 
 cording to the maimer provided for de- 
 serters and similar culprits, between two 
 muskets, down to hhe office of Captain 
 Maddox, of whom he demanded an ex- 
 
 said, " Yt)u will pass, Sir ; a dollar, if you 
 please." " But, doctor," said the man, 
 " let me run down stairs once more, and 
 then try me." The doctor said " Oh, yes ; " 
 the man ran down stairs again, but this 
 time with such increased velocity that he 
 forgot to come back. 
 
 Drafting Scene. 
 
 planation. The Captain was much amused 
 at the mistake, which he explained to Mr. 
 F. The latter couldn't see the joke of 
 the thing, but concluded to make the best 
 of it, and a hearty "smile" all round rec- 
 tified everything, even to the loss of a good 
 dinner, — or rather it was worth the loss 
 of that savory meal to have the matter 
 turn out a mistake instead of a reality, in 
 those times. 
 
 TTnintentional Trick taught by an Examin- 
 ingr Physician. 
 An applicant for exemption in one of 
 our towns, on account of physical dis- 
 ability, informed the examining physician 
 that he was troubled with heart disease. 
 The doctor told him to run up and down ; 
 the stairs leading to his office once or twice. I 
 This the applicant did, when the physician, | 
 after listening to the motions of the heart, j 
 
 "Western Zeal in VolunteeringTo 
 Soon after the formation of Camp Mor- 
 ton, m Indiana, an old man of sixty years 
 of age, with gray hair and flowing white 
 beard, presented himself at head-quarters, 
 full of the fire of patriotism, and offered 
 himself as a volunteer soldier in defence 
 of his country's flag. The officer in com- 
 mand was obliged, however, to refuse the 
 old patriot's offer, on account of his ad- 
 vanced age ; whereupon, quick as thought, 
 ho went to a barber's, had his beard crop- 
 ped, and his hair and beard dyed, and 
 again applied for admission to the coveted 
 ranks of his country's defenders. Not be- 
 ing detected, he was at once received, and 
 being asked his age, for enrolment, mod- 
 estly replied, " Eishig thirty-five." At 
 the same camp might have been seen a 
 young man on horseback, looking wishfully 
 upon the scene before him. Speakmg to 
 
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 187 
 
 the crowd ho said : " If I could only dis- i emy's country, two miles a week shall be 
 pose of my wife and children, I'd go in a the maximum, and no marches shall be 
 minute." A gentleman who knew him i made except the country abound m game, 
 well stepped up and said, " I'll look after or if any member of the regiment object 
 them ! " " Hold my horse," cried the Kid gloves, gold toothpicks, cologne, 
 other, and with one bound he was in the hair-dressmg, silk underclothes, cosmetics. 
 
 camp, and a volunteer. 
 
 ■Wisconsin Body-G-uard for the President. 
 
 " Brick '' Pomeroy, an editor — and wag 
 — ^in La Crosse, Wisconsin, on bemg in- 
 vited to assist in forming a body guard for 
 President Lincoln, after due consideration 
 decided to " go in," provided the following 
 basis could be adopted and rigidly adhered 
 to throughout the ^var . 
 
 The company shall be entirely composed 
 of colonels, who shall di'aw pay and rations 
 in advance. 
 
 Every man shall have a commission, 
 two servants, and white kids. 
 
 Each man shall be mounted in a cov- 
 ered buggy, drawn by two white stallions. 
 
 Under the seat of each buggy shall 
 be a cupboard, containmg cold chicken, 
 pounded ice, and champagne, a la mem- 
 bers of Congress and military officers at 
 Bull Run. 
 
 Each man shall have plenty of cards 
 and red chips to play poker with. 
 
 The only side-arms to be opera glasses, 
 champagne glasses, and gold-headed canes. 
 
 The duty of the company shall be to 
 take observations of battle, and on no ac- 
 count shall it be allowed to approach 
 nearer than ten miles to the seat of war. 
 
 Behind each buggy shall be an ambu- 
 lance, so arranged as to be converted into 
 a first-class boarding house in the day- 
 time, and a sumptuous sleeping and dress- 
 ing room at night. 
 
 The regimental band must be composed 
 of pianos and guitars, played by young 
 ladies, who shall never play a quickstep 
 except in case of retreat. 
 
 Reveille shall not be sounded till late 
 breakfast time, and not then if any one of 
 the regiment has a headache. 
 
 In case of a forced march into an en- 
 
 and all other rations, to be furnished by 
 the Government. 
 
 Each member of the regiment shall be 
 allowed a reporter for some New York 
 paper, who shall draw a salary of two 
 himdred dollars a week, for puffs, from 
 the incidental fmid. 
 
 Every member shall be in command, 
 and when one is promoted all are to be. 
 
 Conmiissions never to be i-evoked. 
 
 Eoiled because lie could not Fig-ht. 
 
 James Leonard, of Upper Gilmanton, 
 N. H., who had been rejected as a volun- 
 teer on account of his being over forty- 
 five years of age, thus expressed his views 
 of his own case and the et ceteras pertain- 
 mg thereto : — 
 
 "After accepting several men over 
 forty-five years of age, and sevei-al in- 
 fants, such as a man like me could whip 
 a dozen of, I was rejected because I had 
 the honesty to acknowledge I was more 
 than forty-five years of age. The muster- 
 ing-officer was a very good-looking man, 
 about thirty-five years old, but I guess I 
 can run faster and jump higher than he ; 
 also take him down, Avhip him, endure 
 more hax'dships, and kill tliree rebels to 
 his one." 
 
 Poor Jeems ought to have been allowed 
 the chance of trying his hand — at least 
 on the last-mentioned class. 
 
 Mrs. Smith's Husband to be Exchanged. 
 At the battle of Ball's Bluff, one of the 
 gallant boys of the Twentieth Massachu- 
 setts regiment was taken prisoner, and 
 confined with many others at Sahsbury, 
 N. C. His name was — say Tom Smith — 
 and he had a wife and children hving not 
 a thousand miles from New Bedford. 
 When it became pretty certain that there 
 
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 would be a general exchange of prisoners, 
 some kind friend, desirous of relieving the 
 terrible anxiety of the wife, called and in- 
 formed Mrs. Smith that her husband 
 would probably be exchanged. " Well," 
 said the lonely woman, " I love Tom, and 
 — the children love Tom, and I don't want 
 him exchanged. / tvon't have a rebel hus- 
 band, so nowT The poor woman thought 
 the exchange was a swap, and that she 
 was to have some chap from the South in 
 lieu of her real husband. Tom, however, 
 reached home by-and-by, to the great de- 
 light of Mrs. S., who was afraid that ex- 
 change, in this case, was to prove robbery 
 — and worse than that 
 
 A Motlier Puts Out the Eyes of her oy/ra. 
 Son to keep him from the "War. 
 
 A deed to make humanity shudder was 
 enacted in the neighborhood of Terre 
 Haute, in connection with the drafting of 
 recruits for the ai'my. Mrs. John East- 
 wick, the wife of a respectable fanner, was 
 the mother of seven children, all boys. 
 In the early part of the war, two of these 
 enlisted and served with General Buell in 
 Kentucky. One of them, the eldest, Ezra, 
 died of exposure in camp, and his brother 
 Thomas soon after suffered an amputation 
 of the right leg, from injuries received in 
 a cavalry skirmish. These casualties 
 operated upon Mrs. Eastwick's mind to 
 such a degree that she lost all fortitude 
 and presence of mind, and sat during 
 whole days weejjing and full of forebod- 
 ings. Among her premonitions was a cu- 
 rious one, namely, that her third son, 
 Stark, would also die in battle. As the 
 war advanced and conscription began, Mrs. 
 Eastwick's fear on this point grew intense. 
 Finally, the first draft came ; the State 
 had filled its quota in almost every district, 
 and Stark promised his mother that, under 
 no circumstances, would he go to the field. 
 But a second draft being projected, the 
 mother's fears and excitement augmented. 
 She endeavored to persuade her son to 
 leave the country and make a voyage to 
 
 sea. He endeavored to pacify her, and 
 left home for a time. On his return, find- 
 ing her in the same melancholy frame of 
 mind, he threatened, in jest, that if she 
 made further reference to the matter, he 
 would enlist voluntarily. 
 
 Mrs. Eastwick, doubtless laboring under 
 some hallucination, or vuicontrollable oper- 
 ation of her mind, seems now to have re- 
 solved upon the sad act of mutilating her 
 son in such a manner as to prevent liis be- 
 ing accepted for military service, whether 
 as a volunteer or conscript. She deliber- 
 ately pressed a burning coal upon his right 
 eye, while he slept upon a lounge, and the 
 o^Dtic nerve was thus destroyed Avith but a 
 momentary pang of pain to poor Stark. 
 He became entirely blind. It may well 
 be supposed that this unfortunate issue 
 from her fears did not contribute to the 
 mother's peace of mind. On the contrary, 
 insanity took hold upon her, her sane mo- 
 ments being marked by melancholy regret 
 at her frenzied act. 
 
 My Gift to My Country. 
 
 From more than one heart — yea, from 
 multitudes — came forth the same sweet, 
 sad sentiments of domestic love mingled 
 with patriotic self-sacrifice, which utter 
 themselves so earnestly in the following 
 sentences : — 
 
 It was little more than three years ago 
 that I met him for the first time. Alike 
 in thought, feeling and action, we seemed 
 exactly united to each other ; at least, 
 we thought so ; and hope painted the fu- 
 ture with roseate hues. Our home might 
 be an humble one, but love and confidence, 
 with a mutual trust m our Heavenly 
 Father, and each other, would well make 
 up for the lack of worldly fortune ; and 
 many a bright hour did we spend together, 
 dreaming fairy dreams of the future. 
 But, thank God, we did not set our hearts 
 upon them, for both of us had learned to 
 say, " Thy will be done ! " Together we 
 studied God's holy word, and " walked to 
 the house of God in company "; together 
 
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 189 
 
 we courted the society of the Muses, and 
 many a glad hour have we passed writing 
 for each other. He was everything to me ! 
 Many friends are very, very dear, but none 
 can fill Jiis place i It is vacant now. 
 
 It Avas a beautiful summer evening, 
 nearly midnight ; the moon sailed majes- 
 tically overhead, and seemed to look laugh- 
 ingly down upon us, as, arm in arm, we 
 wended our Avay home from spending the 
 evening with a friend ; but my heart was 
 very heavy, for the call for six hundred 
 thousand more soldiers had just been 
 made, and we had been speaking of a 
 draft. My only brother is not a Christian 
 and it lay heavy on my heart that perhaps 
 he might be taken from us, and die with- 
 out hope. I said some such words, and he 
 (I cannot Avrite the familiar name yet), 
 drew me closer to him, and said earnestly, 
 " If the draft comes, I Avill go instead of 
 Ben." 
 
 The draft did not come, for bravely, and 
 of their own free wills, the sons of New 
 Jersey responded to the call of their Pres- 
 ident, and hundreds left their pleasant 
 homes to go forth boldly and fight the battles 
 of their country. Oh, methinks I can still 
 see his proud, elastic step ; still feel the pres- 
 sure of his warm hand as we said our last 
 good-bye ; still see the dear form as he 
 rose in the stern of the boat to call it yet 
 once more to the sad little group on the 
 shore ; still see the boat dwindling in the 
 mist as it bears him away from me forever 
 — the gift I gave my country ! O, Fred- 
 ericksburg ! thou that didst drink the blood 
 of my cherished one ! 
 
 They have laid him to rest near Fal- 
 mouth ; but he is not there. Sometimes 
 in the shadowy twilight, I feel him near 
 me, and he seems to whisper sweet 
 thoughts of anothei meeting, I can not 
 see him, but 1 feel his presence. When I 
 speak his name it dies in a hollow echo ; 
 but I know he hears it, and will some day 
 answer My gift to my country — I gave 
 thee freely ! Heaven has accepted the 
 eacrifice ! We'll meet again — ah, yes ! 
 
 Gottlieb Klobbergoss on the Draft. 
 I dink muchs about de war und de draft, 
 und de rebils, und all about dese dings. I 
 dinks about 'em more as about anyding 
 else. Sometimes I sets mits myself all 
 day on de front stoop, und schmokes, und 
 drinks hard cider^ und does noting elte 
 only drink ; den my vife she gifs me de 
 teufel for drinkin so much, und ses I vas 
 petter go und see atter Jacop, our hired 
 man, und not bodder my head mit more as 
 I can understood. But I tells her what 
 shall vomens know about war ? better she 
 goes und mindts her own piseness. I 
 drubles myself more about Abraham as 
 about Jacop, 
 
 Ven I gits tired mit drinkin on my own 
 stoop, I goes down to Hans Butterfoos's 
 tavern, und I drinks dere, und I tells my 
 obinion, und some oder one tells his 
 obinion, und we makes him out togedder. 
 De oder day begins de draft. Dat bod- 
 ders me agin. Some goes in for de draft 
 mostly dem as is too olt, and von't be took 
 demself; some goes agin de draft; imd 
 some don't know vich vay to goes, but ony 
 goes roundt und roundt, und gits boddered 
 like dam so as I do. 
 
 But, nefer mind, I dinks I must find dis 
 ding out, und down I goes to Hans But- 
 terfoos und hears de fellers bio. I don't 
 make notin mit dat ; dey all bios some 
 uder vay, und I don't dink dey hef liim 
 rite in dere OAvn mind to. So I begins 
 und asks a questchun ; und I ses to Bill 
 Puffenshtock : 
 
 "Vot you dinks von de draft, dat it is 
 rite ? " 
 
 And ses Bill : " No, I duiks et ain't 
 rite." 
 
 Veil, I don't believes him, cans he 
 sheated. me vonce mit a plind mare he sells 
 on me. So I dries agin imd shpeaks mit 
 Fritz Hoerkenshplicer. 
 
 " Vot you dinks von de draft, Frith, ef 
 it's rite or not ? " 
 
 And Fritz, he ses, dat he " Dinks it is 
 shust so as it ought to be." 
 
 But I dou't believes him neder, 'cause 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, 
 
 he run'd aginst me last year for de peace 
 of sliiistice, und dey makes him de peace 
 — dat is de shustiee. Und he is no more 
 good for shquire as my old cat. So I gifs 
 up askin somebody, imd makes him out 
 myself. I dinks in dis shtyle ; de reason 
 dey go mid de draft, is becos dey want 
 sojers. Ef dey don't git no sojers den 
 dey can't bring on de war. Ef dey don't 
 bring on de war den dey don't licks de 
 rebils. Ef dey don't licks de rebils, den 
 de rebels licks dem. Ef de rebils licks 
 dem den we all go to ter tiiyfel. Dat's 
 pooty straiglit. So much. 
 
 Now I must dink of some more ; vot is 
 de next ding ? I dink dat's all rite ; but 
 now I shtops, someding else comes doe. 
 Let me sees. Oh, yes ; dry hunderd tol- 
 lars — dat's de ding — dey all bios about 
 de dry hunderd tollars. I dinks so my- 
 self. Dry hunderd tollars don't licks de 
 ribils no more as dry hunderd cenths, 
 Vot's de goot mit tollars ? Fetter a good 
 shmart sojer, like my Shorge, he licks de 
 rebils more tan shix hunderd tollars, yes. 
 Now, I know more as Bill PufFershtock 
 und Fritz Hoekenshplicer, both togedder. 
 "We want de sojers, not de tollars. Dat's 
 where de bodder is. We pooty soon 
 makes money enuff; but paper sojers is 
 ony goot mit wooden guns, so when de 
 draft comes und ven men ses, " here is dry 
 hunderd tollars," I shtays behindt und 
 dont fight de rebils, den if I was de di^aft 
 I takes dat man by his preeches und I ses, 
 " Go to ter tuyfel mit your tollars und 
 come along mit me like some oder man as 
 has got no tollars und don't like to go so- 
 jerin so bad as not you do," den pooty 
 soon I gits so much as I vants ; dat's my 
 ideas. I tells my olt voman, if dey drafts 
 me I goes myself. To be sure, I don't 
 dink dey will, 'cause I am more as feefty 
 years ; but nefer mindt. I should go a 
 long while, like my Shorge, ony deres two 
 dings I don't like, und one is de marshin 
 und de oder is de fitin. I sooner marshes 
 down to Hans Butterfoos und fites dere. 
 Ef Sheff Davis comes dere on me, I gifs 
 
 him dam, you petter had believe ; but ef 
 I goes to Richmond, may be Sheff Davis 
 gifs me dam. So onyhow, I shtays home. 
 De oder day, my Shorge he comes back 
 mit a furlow. He is so much a corporal 
 as ever he vas, und I shpeaks mit him 
 about dese dings, mid I gifs you now what 
 he ses : 
 
 " Shorge," I asks him, " you've bin mit 
 de rebils und mit de army, uud mit Olt 
 Abe, und dese fellers ; vat you dinks von 
 dis draft dat all de beeples bios about ? " 
 Und he ses to me, " Oh, tunder ! " 
 Weil, dats his obinions. May be ho 
 shall know somedings to. He's pooty 
 shmart sence he goes for a sojer. He 
 shwears like a man shix foots high, und 
 calls mudder " olt voman," und he calls me 
 " cap," and he kisses de ghals, and he calls 
 .Jacop " dam phool." I dinks he gits some 
 liigh offis before de war is gone. 
 
 Gottlieb Klobbergoss. 
 
 Quid Pro Quo. 
 
 Before the close of the " peace " inter- 
 view between Fresident Lincohi and the 
 three Richmond Commissioners, in Feb- 
 ruary, 1865, " Vice Fresident" Stephens 
 spoke to Fresident Lincoln on the subject 
 of the exchange of prisoners, and asked 
 him what was proposed to be done in the 
 matter. The Fresident replied that every 
 thing connected with that subject had 
 been confided to the care of General 
 Grant, and that all information must come 
 from him, through the regularly estab- 
 lished channels of communication. Mr. 
 Stephens then said he had a favor to ask 
 of Mr. Lincoln, and which, if he could 
 grant, he would esteem a personal obliga- 
 tion. The Fresident, of course, inquired 
 what the favor was. Mr. Stephens said 
 it was in reference to a nephew of his who 
 had been taken prisoner some time ago, 
 and still continued in the North. His de- 
 sire Avas to have him released. 
 
 " Well," said Mr. Lincohi, after a little 
 reflection, " I don't think I have the power 
 to do that ; but I will give you a note to 
 
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 191 
 
 General Grant, who will, no doubt, do all 
 he can to oblige you. But, by the way," 
 he added, " there is, I believe, a young 
 man, a Union Lieutenant, in one of your 
 prisons in the South, of about the same 
 rank as the young man you wish to get 
 released. If you will try and get him 
 out of prison I will use my influence for 
 the liberation of your nephew, and they 
 can be easily exchanged one for the 
 other." 
 
 Mr. Stephens asked the name of the 
 young Lieutenant, and, on being informed, 
 borrowed a pencil, and, tearing a slip of 
 paper, took a note of it, saying that he 
 would do what he could in the matter. 
 
 " Very well," said Old Abe ; " send him 
 to us, and your nephew shall go down to 
 
 you." 
 
 ♦ — 
 
 "I've Enlisted, Sir." 
 
 A wealthy citizen of Philadelphia had 
 been supplied with butter twice a week 
 by a young farmer living on the edge of 
 Philadelphia county. He came on one 
 of his usual days to the house with his 
 butter, received his pay, and then asked 
 for a brief interview with the head of the 
 household. The gentleman complied with 
 the request thus made, and the young ag- 
 riculturalist was duly ushered into the 
 parlor. 
 
 " I just wished to thank you, Sir, for 
 your custom for these three years, and to 
 ■say that after to-day I can not longer serve 
 you." 
 
 " I'm sorry, for that. Your butter and 
 eggs have always been very fine. What's 
 the matter ? " 
 
 " Fve enlisted., Sir." 
 
 "Enlisted?" 
 
 " Yes, Sir. A mortgage of eleven hun- 
 dred dollars has been hanging over my 
 place. I purchased it from a lady — 
 Mrs. B." 
 
 " Yes. I know her very well." 
 
 " "Well, Sir, she holds the mortgage. 
 She offered, last Saturday, if I would en- 
 list as a representative substitute for her, 
 
 and transfer my bounty to her, she would 
 cancel the mortgage and present my wife 
 with two hundi'ed and fifty dollars in 
 greenbacks." 
 
 "And you accepted 1|ie offer ? " 
 
 " Indeed I did, most gladly. I go for 
 one year. I come back with a farm clear 
 of incumbrance. My wife and boy can 
 take care of it for a year. My pay will 
 keep me, and my family can live without 
 me for at least that time. Besides, I am 
 glad to go. I wanted to go all along, but 
 couldn't leave my folks." 
 
 "And you are glad to go ! " 
 
 " Indeed I ani. I feel just as contented 
 and free from care as my red cow when 
 Sally is milking her. If I can be with 
 Grant when he goes into Richmond, it 
 will be the very happiest day of my 
 life." 
 
 Representative Recruit for President Lin- 
 coln. 
 
 President Lincoln caused himself to be 
 represented in the great army of which, 
 by virtue* of his office, he was Command- 
 er-in-Chief, by obtaining a recruit — IMr. 
 John 8. Staples. JVIr. S., arrayed in the 
 uniform of 'the. United States army, and 
 accompanied by General Fry, Provost- 
 Marshal-General, Mr. N. D. Larner, of 
 the Tliird Ward, Washington, and the 
 recruit's father, was taken to the Exec- 
 utive Mansion, where he was received 
 by President Lincoln. General Fxy in- 
 introduced him by saying : " Mr, Pres- 
 ident, this is the man who is to repre- 
 sent you in the army for the next year." 
 Mr. Lincoln shook hands heartily with 
 Mr. Staples, remarked that he was a 
 good-lookmg, stout and healthy-appearing 
 man, and believed he would do his Suty. 
 He asked Staples if he had been mus- 
 tered in, and he replied that he had. Mr. 
 Larner then presented the President with 
 a framed official notice of the fact that he 
 had put in a representative recruit, and 
 the President again shook hands with Sta- 
 ples, expressing to him his kind personal 
 
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 regard, and the hope that he would be one 
 of the fortunate ones in the conflict in 
 which he had entered. 
 
 %.- — 
 
 Cheers and a Tig-er for Harry Bunun. 
 
 There was at one time a hitch in the 
 management of affairs in Philadelphia, 
 producing difficulty and delay in paying 
 out bounties to the fresh volunteers. Be- 
 sides, there was no very great amount of 
 money to be found in the treasury. On 
 the whole, the duties of Mr. Henry Bumm, 
 the popular treasurer of the Quaker City, 
 were more difficult than tlipe of any pre- 
 vious incumbent of the office. Under 
 these circumstances, Captain Cameron, 
 with a hundred and seventy-five recruits, 
 marched one day to ]VIr. Biunm's office to 
 draw their bounty. The aggregate was a 
 large sum. The treasury was something 
 like the Susquehanna at low water — its 
 bottom was plainly visible. Mr. Bumm, 
 however, did not keep the gallant boys 
 waiting. They stepped up, one by one, 
 and received their emerald-backed por- 
 traits of Secretary Chase. When all 
 had been paid, a color-sergeant stepped 
 forward and called "Three cheers for 
 City Treasurer, Mr. Harry Bumm." All 
 mouths opened, and the cheers were given 
 loudly and lustily. This done, Captain 
 Cameron said, " Boys, three more, if you 
 like." The three more were given, when 
 all hands put in the largest " tiger " seen 
 since Van Amburg's caravan left Phila- 
 delphia. The men then formed into line, 
 giving another feu de joie of cheers as 
 they moved off. 
 
 Deserting- a Bad Cause. 
 Lieutenant Foster, of the Third Maine 
 Heavy Artillery, arrived at Philadelphia 
 with forty rebels who had taken the oath 
 of allegiance to the Union. One of these 
 had one thousand dollars in genuine Con- 
 federate scrip, of one hundred dollars 
 each. He supposed they were worth 
 nothing in Philadelphia, and on being told 
 
 that possibly some of the sympathizers of 
 the South, in that city, might buy them, 
 he replied that of all classes of people 
 they were the worst, and should receive 
 merited condemnation. He was asked 
 what he did for a living before the war 
 broke out. He replied that he was a 
 clerk at Atlanta, Georgia. He was then 
 told— 
 
 " Perhaps you can get a clerkship in 
 Philadelphia." At this, he looked thought- 
 fully for a moment, and then said, 
 
 "No, no; do you think any sensible 
 man Avould trust me with his business af- 
 fairs, believing that I am a deserter ? I 
 have deserted the Confederate army ; 
 most of us have done the same thing. If 
 I can get work at laboring, I shall be sat- 
 isfied. I want to go to some remote place, 
 where I shall never hear the word ' war ' 
 mentioned." 
 
 " Could you make yourself useful on a 
 farm ? " interrupted an elderly man from 
 New Jersey- 
 
 " Yes Sir," replied the rebel oath- 
 taker. 
 
 " I will give you plenty to do," respon<l- 
 ed the farmer, " get into my wagon." 
 
 The repentant got into the wagon, ami 
 was soon on the sandy soil of New Jer- 
 sey. 
 
 JJqual to tlie Emergency. 
 
 Secretary Stanton is stated to liave set- 
 tled a little point with the President of 
 the Baltimore and Ohio Railroad, as fol- 
 lows : 
 
 President — The draft has fallen with 
 great severity upon the employees of our 
 company. 
 
 Stanton — Indeed ! 
 
 President — If something is not done to 
 relieve us, it is hard to foresee the conse- 
 quences. 
 
 Stanton — Let them pay the commuta- 
 tion. 
 
 President — Impossible ! Tlie men can't 
 stand such a tax. 
 
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 193 
 
 Stanton — They have a rich company at 
 their back, and that's more than other 
 people have. 
 
 Equal to the Emergency. 
 
 President — They ought to be exempted, 
 because they are necessary to the work- 
 ing of the road for the Government. 
 
 Stanton — That can't be. 
 
 President — Then I A\'ill stop the road. 
 
 Stanton — If you do, I will take it up 
 and carry it on. 
 
 The discussion is said to have been 
 dropped at this point, and the very worthy 
 president still Avorked the road as success- 
 fully as ever.** 
 
 Anglo- African Daughter of the Regiment. 
 While the Twelfth Rhode Island regi- 
 ment was on duty in the town of Lancas- 
 ter, Kentucky, a chubby young Anglo- 
 African, answering to the name of Tom- 
 my, came into camp, and desired to enter 
 the service of some one of Uncle Sam's 
 officers, and was taken by one of the Cap- 
 tains as a body-servant. In this capacity 
 the fugitive followed the regiment thi'ough 
 all the experiences and vicissitudes of the 
 campaign, and then home to Rhode Island, 
 always faithful, attentive, cheerful. But 
 the refinements of civilized life were too 
 much for Tommy, and the Captain's body 
 servant proved to be a veritable daughter 
 of the regiment, — a lonajlde girl of less 
 than twenty summers, — who had been 
 
 able, during all the period of her military 
 service, successfully to conceal her sex in 
 the guise of a boy. 
 
 Yankee Porever! 
 Colonel Lawson, like every other loyal 
 prisoner in the hands of the rebels, was 
 not miwilling to accept the privilege of 
 parole in lieu of a dose of cold lead. The 
 Colonel was taken prisoner by a gang of 
 Missouri guerillas, who at first proposed a 
 little target practice upon him with their 
 rifles, but at last concluded to let him off 
 on Ms parole. Upon investigation, how- 
 ever, it proved that of the rebels who 
 then had him in charge — about a dozen — 
 not one could write a parole, nor any 
 thing else. Through their whole youth 
 they had never been subjected 'to the per- 
 nicious influence of free schools. At last 
 they requested Colonel Lawson himself to 
 make out the parole and sign it. He im- 
 mediately wrote an agreement, solemnly 
 pledging himself never to take up arms 
 against the United States of America, or 
 in any way give aid and comfort to their 
 enemies, — signed it, and Avas set at lib- 
 erty. He made the best of his way to 
 our lines, and was not overtaken. 
 
 Mr. S., the Countryman, and his Substi- 
 tute. 
 
 During the drafting time in New York, 
 a Ml". S., from Putnam County, arrived in 
 New York city full of hope, and eager in 
 pursuit of a good substitute to take his 
 place in the army, and four htmdred dol- 
 lars in his pocket to pay for him. Of 
 course he did not call at the rooms of the 
 Supervisors' Committee. Had he done 
 so he would have been made by IMr. Blunt 
 a wiser, if not a better, man, and also 
 saved his money. But he preferred going 
 into the street, into the highways and by- 
 ways, and through an 'honest' agent or 
 broker succeeded in a way not altogether 
 agreeable. The active and persevering 
 agent whom S. secured to aid him, soon 
 found a capital fellow — strong, hale and 
 
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 hearty, and an alien — just what he want- 
 ed, and moreover named Standei* — a good 
 name, under the circumstances. 
 
 The agent did all the business for S., 
 made his own bargain with Stander, ancf 
 received from S. four hundred dollars in 
 cash. How much of this the substitute 
 was to receive was a secret between him 
 and the agent. 
 
 S. was delighted. He took possession 
 of his substitute and started in the first 
 tram for Putnam County ; but before he 
 reached the Provost-Marshal's office there 
 was a sergeant of marines after him, who, 
 notwithstanding the remonstrances of S., 
 took him by force of arms, and conveyed 
 him back to New York and to the naval 
 rendezvous, where he had already enlisted 
 for the navy. S. was of coui'se disconso- 
 late. He had lost his substitute, lost his 
 four hundred dollars, and lost sight of the 
 agent who had fleeced him. Neither 
 knew he of his whereabouts, or even his 
 name. All was gone, and he had nothing 
 to do but to cast about for another substi- 
 tute or "TO into the ranks himself. 
 
 Bebtiff to a TrafB.cker in Exemption Papers. 
 At Plattsburgh, New York, while the 
 drafting was going on, a man of no very 
 great loyal pretensions called on a widow 
 and informed her that her only son was 
 drafted, and then hastened to assure her 
 that he could secure his exemption if she 
 would certify that she was a widow, and 
 that he was her only son, upon whom she 
 made her dependence for support. The 
 patriotic lady made the following Spartan 
 reply to the mercenary : " I can certify to 
 no such thing. I am not dependent on my 
 son for support, and I never expect to be. 
 Besides, I think he ought to go, if he is 
 able to perform military duty, and so ought 
 every other able-bodied man, till this 
 wicked rebellion is put down. Nothing 
 but the necessity of wearing these skirts 
 has kept me from going." And the patri- 
 otic trafficker m white-livered merchandize 
 evaporated. 
 
 Catisefor Rejecting a Recruit. 
 One of the recruiting agents in the city 
 of New York carried a finely proportioned 
 man to the surgeon for examination, telling 
 the man to return to the ward room as soon 
 as he had been passed. In due time the 
 man arrived at official head-quarters, bring- 
 ing his own rejection. There was indig- 
 nation among the recruiting committee, 
 who immediately began to feel of the mus- 
 cles of this really promising specimen of a 
 man, and point out the jl>eauties of his 
 structure. Loud were the complaints and 
 bitter their denunciations of Dr. H — , and 
 what overt act they might have committed 
 it would be impossible to tell, had not a 
 bystander asked the man what cause the 
 Doctor gave for rejecting him. " Well, I 
 believe," calmly replied the man, " that he 
 said I had the itch." The wardroom was 
 clear in a moment — ^muscle-feelers and 
 all. 
 
 Puzzling: a Draft Commissioner. 
 
 Commissioner ; " Well, young man, have 
 you come to volunteer?" 
 
 Applicant — a bright French boy of nine- 
 teen : " No, Sir ; I'm exemjit. I am not 
 a citizen — I am a French subject." (Hand- 
 ing to the Commissioner the certificate of 
 such fact, signed by the French Consul.) 
 
 Commissioner: "You speak, English 
 well. Where were you bom?" 
 
 Applicant : " In New York, Sir." 
 
 Commissioner : " Then you are an Amer- 
 ican citizen." 
 
 Applicant : " No, Sir ; I am not." 
 
 Commissioner : " Why not ? " 
 
 Applicant : " My father was naturalized 
 before I was born." 
 
 Commissioner : " Well, what has that to 
 do with making you a French subject ? " 
 
 Applicant : " Why, when he was natu- 
 ralized, I was not in the country" 
 
 Fightin' ober a Bone. 
 The following dialogue actually took 
 place in war times, between a guest at one 
 
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 195 
 
 of our metropolitan hotels and a sable 
 waiter connected with the establishment : 
 
 Guest : " Well, Jim, you are going to 
 join a colored regiment at once, I sup- 
 pose?" 
 
 Jim : " Me, Massa ? O no, me nebber 
 tink ob it at all." 
 
 Guest : " Never thought of it ? I am 
 surprised ! I supposed all your people 
 
 rightin' ober a Bone. 
 
 would embrace the first opportunity to take 
 up arms eagerly. But why are you not 
 going to fight ? " 
 
 Jim: "Well, Massa, I tell yer. Did 
 yer ebber see two dogs fightin' ober a 
 bone?" 
 
 Guest : " Yes, of course ; but what has 
 that to do with it ? " 
 
 Jim : " Why, don't yer see, Massa ? de 
 
 hone nebber fight ; de bone take no part in 
 
 de conflic'. De Norf arU Souf are de two 
 
 dogs jigldivL oher a hone ; we niggers are 
 
 de bone ; we don't take no part in de con- 
 
 fie' I" 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Glueer Draftingr in Maryland. 
 The enrolling officer for Salisbury Dis- 
 trict, Maryland, was very active and thor- 
 ough in the performance of his duties. 
 One day he went to the house of a coun- 
 tryman, and finding none of the male mem- 
 bers of the family at home, made inquiry 
 of an old woman about the number and 
 
 age of the " males " of the family. After 
 naming several, the old lady stopped. "' Is 
 there no one else?" asked the officer. 
 " No," replied the woman, " none, except 
 Billy Bray." " Billy Bray ! where is he ? " 
 " He was at the barn a moment ago," said 
 the old lady. Out went the officer, but 
 could not find the man. Coming back, the 
 worthy officer questioned the old lady as to 
 the age of Billy, and went away, after en- 
 rolling his name among those to be drafted. 
 The time of the drafting came, and among 
 tliose on whom the lot fell was tlie verita- 
 ble Billy Bray. No one knew him. Where 
 did he live ? The officer wlio enrolled him 
 was called on to produce him ; and, lo and 
 behold, Billy Bray Avas a Jackass (not a 
 human one, like the enroller, but with four 
 genuine legs and ears of the usual length) 
 — regularly recorded on the list of drafted 
 men as forming one of the quota of Mary- 
 land. 
 
 Complimentary Salutations to his General. 
 The Thirty-eighth Ohio Regiment once 
 on a time went home as veterans. They 
 obtained many recruits, among whom was 
 a young man recruited in Dayton. He 
 was paid the usual Government and local 
 bounties, dressed out in a suit of blue, and 
 after a good time *on furlough, returned to 
 the front. On Saturday his Regiment was 
 on picket, and our new recruit was put on 
 an outpost, as he was rather a shai-p fellow. 
 Soon, however, he was missed, and it was 
 found he had deserted to the enemy. In 
 a short time, nothing more was thought of 
 it. The matter was somewhat revived, 
 however, when, with the flag of truce that 
 subsequently came in, there were brought, 
 among other thmgs, the compliments of Cap- 
 tain , late of Johnson's Island, to Gen- 
 eral Baird. He was one of the escaped 
 prisoners, who had taken this means of 
 again getting among liis friends in Dixie. 
 He was also too well posted not to be able 
 to give the rebels almost as much valuable 
 information as they could obtain from a 
 northern newspaper. 
 
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 Indiana Volunteer Ninety-two Years Old. 
 Indiana has accorded to her the honor 
 of furnishing the oldest volunteer of any 
 State in the Union. Mr. Bates, of Pen- 
 dleton, ninety-two years old, volunteered 
 with a company from Madison County, 
 and went into Camp Morton on Saturday, 
 full of patriotic fire. Of course he was re- 
 jected, on accoimt of age. When asked 
 why he volunteered, he replied that he 
 wanted to show the young men that old 
 men were not afraid to fight, and ex- 
 pressed his determination to remain with 
 the company, if permitted to do so. Men 
 nmety-two years old are seldom to be foiuid 
 in these days, and especially in a military 
 camp. Mr. Bates is said to be the father 
 of twenty-two children. No wonder that 
 he feels some interest in preserving the 
 nation from destruction. 
 
 Deaf and Dumb Soldier. 
 Connected with the Springfield City 
 Guai'd, Captain Lombard, Tenth regiment 
 of Massachusetts volunteers, stationed at 
 Camp Brightwood, Virginia, was a deaf 
 mute, named John Donovan, who was a 
 regularly enlisted soldier, and detailed as 
 the regimental tailor. He learned the 
 trade of tailor in Brooklyn, N. Y. lie 
 went to Springfield, Massachusetts, from 
 which city he enlisted at the commence- 
 ment of the rebellion. His infirmity, of 
 course, precluded him from performing the 
 ordinary military duties of a soldier ; and, 
 being employed ^s the regimental tailor, he 
 had many leisure moments, which he im- 
 proved by the practice of a natural gift for 
 drawing. In that art he was a self-taught 
 man, and in it he attained a truly aston- 
 ishing degree of proficiency. An accurate 
 draft of Camp Brightwood was made by 
 him, and subsequently lithographed. John 
 was always spoken of in the highest terms 
 of praise by the officers of his regiment, 
 and, notwithstanding his infirmity, was 
 fully equal, bodily sm^ mentally, to the 
 rank and file of the grand army of the 
 Union. 
 
 Donning the Breeches. 
 In Clinton county, Ohio, there is a cer- 
 tain township, Richland, which, at the 
 opening period or year of the Avar, had 
 not, it would seem, raised a very large crop 
 of patriotic young men, — judging from the* 
 proceedings of a meeting of irate females 
 held there to consider the call made upon 
 the country for troops. It was stated that 
 not more than two volunteers had been 
 furnished by the township up to that time, 
 and the resolutions adopted and the speeches 
 made at the meeting referred to, not only 
 called the patriotism but the courage of the 
 men of Richland in question. So stung were 
 the female population by what they termed 
 the disgraceful and unmasculine spirit man- 
 ifested by the male population — the young 
 men, especially, — that seven young ladies, 
 determined if possible to retrieve the char- 
 acter of the community and set an exam- 
 ple befitting the crisis through which the 
 comitry was passing, stepped forward and 
 requested to have their names then and 
 there enrolled as volunteers in defence of 
 the nation. They added, that as soon as 
 they could be furnished Avith uniforms, they 
 would leave their clothing to the young 
 men, Avho lacked the manliness to defend 
 the fiag of their country Avhen it Avas as- 
 sailed. 
 
 Recruiting: Extraordinary. 
 At the time Avhen the Federal troops 
 Avere quartered at Blue Licks, Kentucky, 
 the monotony of camp-life Avas broken by 
 a rather romantic incident. Several re- 
 cruits Avere coming in daily, and Avere im- 
 mediately sworn into service, but one 
 spruce little fellow arriving Sunday even- 
 ing, refused to take the oath on the Lord's 
 day, Avishmg to postpone it until next 
 morning, Avhich modest request Avas grant- 
 ed. The young recruit sauntered leisurely 
 around among the men, apparently perfect- 
 ly at home. When the time came to " turn 
 in," he was shoAvn a bed Avith three or four 
 soldiers in the same room, Avhich he read- 
 ily accepted. His fellow-lodgers attempted 
 
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 197 
 
 to converse, but found him quite silent, 
 and, observing him kneel for prayer be- 
 fore retiring, they concluded he was too 
 pious for a soldier, but was perhaps to be 
 chaplain. Next morning the surgeon was 
 sent to have a conversation with the recruit 
 before the oath Avas administered, and he 
 being rather observing than otherwise, con- 
 cluded, after a short "confab," that the 
 young soldier was a very pretty female. 
 After considerable blushing, she acknowl- 
 edged the fact, stating that her intended 
 was in the ranks, and that she was deter- 
 mined to accompany him. It seems that 
 " cruel parients," as usual, were the cause, 
 they having refused to let the young folks 
 marry, and, in the desperation of the mo- 
 ment, the young swain sought the army, 
 and a night or two foUowmg, the love- 
 stricken maiden doimed a suit of her bro- 
 ther's clothes, and joined her lover at Camp 
 Blue Lick. The Colonel discharged the 
 young Romeo the next morning, and that 
 evening the fortunates were made one. 
 
 have dreaded night, for they are horrible 
 nights. When on picket I always see 
 Dupoy stand a little way front, his face 
 all bloody, and the bullet hole in his head. 
 At night, when in my dreams, he stands at 
 the entrance. I awake, he is there, pale 
 and bloody, but vanishes as soon as I see 
 him. I could not keep the horrible crime 
 a secret any longer. 
 
 Why John Eawley became a Substitute. 
 During the battle of Olustee, Florida, 
 Jerome Dupoy, of Company D, Seventh 
 C. v., was shot in the back of the head, 
 evidently by some one in his own ranks, 
 and suspicion fell upon a substitute for a 
 drafted man, named John Rawley, of the 
 same company, who had a quarrel with 
 Dupoy and been stabbed by him. Ser- 
 geant Broes charged Rawley with the 
 crime, when he confessed, and is reported 
 to have made the following statement: 
 "Well, Sergeant, I did kill Dupoy; he 
 stabbed me at St. Helena ; I swore if ever 
 I got a chance I'd kill him. I had one at 
 Olustee, and I killed him. Nor is he the 
 only man I have killed or caused to die. 
 I cut out the entrails of a sailor on a gun- 
 boat, since this war begun; and I killed, 
 by stabbing, a man in New York, which 
 caused me to leave my family and go as a 
 substitute for a drafted man last Fall. 
 But the ghost of Dupoy is the only one 
 that ever troubled me. Since the battle I 
 
 Pat's Compliments to "Desarters." 
 
 The following dialogue really took place 
 
 between Lieutenant A. C. C d, then 
 
 recently of the United States Texan army, 
 and Pat Fletcher, one of the privates of 
 the Second Cavaliy at Carlisle, but then 
 near Fort Bliss : — 
 
 Officer — Well, Pat, ain't you going to 
 follow the General (Twiggs) ? 
 
 Pat — If Gineral Scott ordhers us to 
 folly him. Sir, begor Toby (Pat's horse) 
 can gallop as well as the best of 'em. 
 
 Officer — I mean, won't you leave the 
 abolition army, and join the free South ? 
 
 Pat — Begor, I never enlisted in th' abo- 
 lition ai*my, and never will. I agreed to 
 sarve Uncle Sam for five years, and the 
 divil a pin mark was made in the contract, 
 with my consint, ever since. When my 
 time is up, if the army is'nt the same as it 
 is now, I won't join it agin. 
 
 Officer— Tat, th3 "Second" (Cavalry) 
 was eighteen months old when you and I 
 joined. The man who raised our gallant 
 regiment is now the Southern President ; 
 the man who so lately commanded it, is 
 now a Southern General. Can you re- 
 main in it, when they are gone ? 
 
 Pat — Well, you see, the fact of the 
 matter is, Lieut. C, I ain't much of a 
 scholar ; I can't argue the question with 
 you, but what woukl my mother say if I 
 desarted my colors? Oh ! the divil a give- 
 in I'll ever give in, now, and that's the 
 end of it. I tried to run away once, after 
 enlistin', but a man wouldn't be missed 
 thin. It's quite (^erent now, Lieutenant, 
 and I'm not going to disgrace naither iv 
 my countries. 
 
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 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 Officer — Do you know that you will 
 have to fire on green L'ish colors, in the 
 Southern ranks? 
 
 Pat — And won't you have to fire on 
 them colors, (pointing to the flag at Fort 
 Bliss,) that yerself and five of us licked 
 nineteen rangers under? Sure, it isn't a 
 greater shame for an Irishman to fire on 
 Irish colors, than for an American to fire 
 on American colors. An' th' oath'U be on 
 my side, you know. Lieutenant. 
 
 Officer — D n the man that relies on 
 
 Paddies, I say. 
 
 Pat — The same compliments to desar- 
 ters, your honor. 
 
 "Worse than being Drafted. 
 One of the earliest names drawn in the 
 South District of St Louis, Missouri, for 
 the war, in the draft of 1864, was that of 
 George R. B — , a young man who had 
 recently commenced business in the city, 
 and Avho not long before had married a 
 very respectable young lady. At noon 
 on the day of the publication of the list 
 of drafted men, in which his name ap- 
 peared, he received notice from a substi- 
 tute agent, that he — the agent — had eight 
 hundred dollars in hand with which a sub- 
 stitute was to be procured. This seem- 
 ingly eccentric proceeding was no cause 
 of surprise to the young man, inasmuch as 
 he had from his very cradle been the re- 
 cipient of bounties from an unknoAvn 
 source, having been left an orphan by the 
 ravages of the cholera in 1848, and placed 
 in one of the benevolent institutions of the 
 city. He was put in the best schools as 
 soon as he arrived at a proper age, and ever 
 smce he had been supplied with a sufficiency 
 of means, the institution which had guarded 
 his infancy being the trustee of th^'funds. 
 Since commencing business he had been 
 able to live independently, and whatever 
 sums he was informed were placed to his 
 credit at his alma mater he generously 
 donated to the charity fund. But when 
 he was drafted his hopes of the future be- 
 came clouded. His wife wept upon his 
 # 
 
 bosom, and his heart sank within him at 
 the prospect. Too poor to pay a substi- 
 tute, he saw nothing left to him but to be 
 put in the front and fight, perhaps die, 
 just as life was blooming into the bright- 
 ness of spiingtime. Under these circum- 
 stances, the notification above referred 
 to, brought sunshine back to the young 
 and despondent couple. But the strangest 
 point in all this experience was yet to be 
 developed— one, too, partaking largely of 
 the romantic. Two days after the exam- 
 ination of the young man, at about the 
 hour of nine, a carriage drove up to the 
 door of his residence, and the driver placed 
 the following note in the hero's hands: 
 "October 21, 1864. 
 
 " Come with the bearer of this. A dy- 
 ing friend wishes to see you. Be quick, 
 or you may be too late." 
 
 L. G." 
 
 Bidding his wife adieu, telling her busi- 
 ness called him away for a short time, he 
 stepped into the carriage, and after driving 
 for near half an hour, stopped in front' of a 
 comfortable-looking cottage in the suburbs. 
 In a few moments he was ushered into a 
 room in which was every evidence of a 
 tasteful but modest luxury. On a low 
 couch in the centre of the room lay an 
 emaciated woman, of perhaps forty years 
 of age, who, roused from an unrestful doze, 
 opened her languid eyes and leoked upon 
 the young man as he neared her. A wild, 
 peculiar expression lit up her countenance, 
 and she seemed deeply affected. But the 
 interview was short, for her strength was 
 fast failing. Said she : 
 
 "George, I am dymg. You are my 
 son. I have been wicked, but suffering 
 has purified me ; and because I am worthy 
 to hope for God's forgiveness, I have sent 
 for you to-night to see you, and let you 
 know the mystery and history of your life. 
 
 Father , wh« is here, will tell you 
 
 all. I have supported you all your life, 
 and to me you are indebted for your ex- 
 emption from the draft. All I ask is, that 
 you will not curse the memory of your 
 
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 199 
 
 mother. For years I liave lived secluded, 
 and endeavored to retrieve the errors of 
 other days. Be virtuous ! " 
 
 The dying woman here became ex- 
 hausted beyond the power of utterance, 
 and not long after breathed her last. The 
 young man learned that she had been a 
 notorious character in St. Louis, and was 
 divorced from her husband soon after her 
 son's birth, the father having died about 
 t^v'o years after, previously placing the 
 boy in the orphan asylum spoken of. 
 Knowing the whereabouts of her son, how- 
 ever, she superintended his education and 
 furnished means for liis proper mainte- 
 nance, by her vicious course, but at last, 
 with amended life, dying m the hope of a 
 happy future. But the young man was 
 so deeply affected by this knowledge, that 
 his reason for a time was almost over- 
 thrown. The next day, without even in- 
 forming his Avife, he left the city for parts 
 imknown. 
 
 Changred his Mind. 
 
 A tall and good looking fellow made his 
 appearance before Supervisor Blunt, in 
 New York, mtending to volunteer. To 
 all appearance, he was well to do in the 
 world, and, passing through most .of the 
 forms usual in enhsting, he reached the 
 chairman of the committee, of whom he 
 expected to get his bounty. At this point 
 another character stepped upon the scene. 
 
 A tidy looking young Avoman, who 
 claimed to be, and doubtless was, his wife, 
 appeared unexpectedly before the would- 
 be recruit, and in a modest, yet determined 
 manner, protested against his taking the 
 money. She appealed to him with tears 
 in her eyes, to remain at home with her 
 and the children. " You know, John," 
 said she, " that I am not strong," and her 
 delicate frame indicated this to be true, 
 " and what can I do without you ? How 
 can I take care of and support myself and 
 our three dear, dear children, without you 
 to assist ? The three hundred dollars will 
 soon be gone, and then where shall we be, 
 
 and you perhaps dead — dead?" Her 
 poor httle heart seemed ready, to burst 
 with grief, and her sobs Avere painfully 
 affecting. Flinging herself upon his neck 
 she again exclaimed, " John ! do not, do 
 not leave me." Then she repeated her 
 tale of sorrow, present and prospective, to 
 Mr. Blunt. But John, as most self-willed 
 husbands are, they say, was stoical and 
 indifferent to all these feeling appeals, un- 
 moved and unimpassioned. Mr. Blunt 
 looked on all this, while hesitating Avhat to 
 do. Finally, without paying the boimty, 
 he allowed them both to pass out of the 
 surrounding crowd into the more private 
 apartments provided for the ncAV recruits, 
 there to consult together alone on the sub- 
 ject. 
 
 With what arguments she assailed her 
 John here, what appeals she made, or 
 what witcl*ery she practised, are not 
 known ; but, Uke most intelligent women 
 who accompany their strong protestations 
 with a copious flow of tears — real tears — 
 she triumphed at last. She obtained. his 
 consent to remain with his fond Avife and 
 family. Then they appeared again before 
 Mr. Blunt — she with a triumphant air, 
 and her face all aglow with joyful smiles, 
 he looking as an obedient husband should, 
 resigned and satisfied. She announced 
 that her husband had changed his mind 
 and concluded not to go. The little rogue 
 kncAV very Avell that it was she Avho had 
 changed his mind. He was asked if he 
 had determined not to volunteer. He 
 said he had. " Why ? " says Mr. Blunt. 
 
 " Why, you see this little natty Avife of 
 mine has fairly persuaded me out of it, 
 and she would control the devil himself, I 
 beUeve, if he stood in her Avay." 
 
 As the Enlistment AVas not consummated 
 fully, the Supervisor alloAved him to go, 
 and a happier Avoman ncA'er left the pres- 
 ence of a woman's court than Avas that 
 young Avife as she passed out of the pres- 
 ence of those who came so near sending 
 her husband to the "front." Husbands, 
 obey your wives. 
 
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 Scene of Domestic Sadness : "Woman's 
 Firmness. 
 
 In a New York village resided a wid- 
 ow named Smith, who had sent four sons 
 to the war, two of whom were minors, 
 leaving behind them only two sisters. 
 After a while two of them returned home, 
 Nathaniel Smith, a member of the Eight- 
 eenth regiment, and the other a member 
 of the Seventh artillery, the latter on a 
 furlough. On Thursday night following 
 this, there was tp have been a jubilee at 
 the house of their uncle, given in honor 
 of the boys' return, and they had set off 
 to meet companions, when, vmexpectedly, 
 officer Burt stepped up to Nathaniel and 
 arrested him as a deserter. This was so 
 unlooked-for that he almost fainted on the 
 spot. It appears that Nathaniel deserted 
 the regiment just previous to the second 
 Bull Run battle, and since that time had 
 been loitering about Washington and 
 Alexandria, wholly unknown to the au- 
 thorities in those places. Had he enlisted 
 at the breaking out of the rebellion, and 
 had he remained with his regiment he 
 would have been mustered out of sei'vice 
 in May. But he deserted eight months 
 before his time was out, and consequently 
 was compelled to make good that loss. 
 After a parley with the officer who arrest- 
 ed him, the latter consented to go with 
 him back to his mother's house,*and here 
 a scene ensued which shows the earnest 
 patriotism of a true woman's heart. 
 
 When taken back to his mother's house 
 as a desertei-, and she being informed of 
 the fact, she burst into a flood of tears 
 and said : 
 
 " I have sacrificed four sons to my coun- 
 try — two minors ; I have buried my hus- 
 band and children ; but I never knew 
 what trouble and grief were before. To 
 have one brought back as a deserter is 
 more — more than I can stand. I do not 
 blame the officers for doing their duty, but 
 I do you for deserting. Go, my son, you 
 are bone of my bone and flesh of my flesh. 
 I would rather have seen you brought 
 
 home as a corpse, than to find you alive, 
 branded as a deserter. But go, my son ; 
 do your duty as a man and ^ a soldier, re- 
 membering that your mother's prayers are 
 with you, and do not come home again un- 
 til you can come as a man who has noth- 
 ing to fear." 
 
 While his mother vras still engaged in 
 talking to him in strains of sorroAV and re- 
 gret, his aunt came in — feeble in health, 
 but strong in feeling. Mortified that he 
 had deserted his comrades, she appealed 
 to him as a lover of his country and a 
 member of the family to go back to the 
 army and do his whole duty as a soldier, 
 and not return again imtil he had served 
 his time out. The mother and aunt's tears 
 were too much for the soldier, for they 
 both wept tears of regret. With their 
 blessings, the soldier left his mother and 
 aunt, promising them henceforth to be a 
 man, a true soldier, and not to return home 
 until discharged. 
 
 Bounty- Jtimper Captiired by a Dog:. 
 The good deeds of a dog have more 
 than once had to be put in contrast with 
 the mean tricks of the human kind, and 
 
 Bounty Jumper captured by a dog, 
 
 here is an additional illustration of this 
 truth. A man who had in charge a boun- 
 
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 ty-jumper, stopped at the Union House, 
 "Wheeling, with his prisoner. The man 
 left his charge in the hall in order to look 
 into an adjoining room for ti person he 
 wished to see, when the nimble jumper 
 jumped out of the door, upon the side- 
 walk, ran up the street with great rapidi- 
 ty and darted down the alley in the rear 
 of t|^e Union House. A Newfoundland 
 dog — honest patriot ! — observing that the 
 jumper was being followed, with loyal in- 
 stinct joined in the pursuit. The dog soon 
 overtook the fleeing rascal, seized him by 
 the boot leg, and squatted down in the 
 mud. The jumper kicked the dog off, but 
 he had no sooner extricated himself than 
 the faithful animal caught him again, and 
 continued to hang on and delay the cul- 
 prit until his pursuers came up and cap- 
 tured him. 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Peculiar Gluestion of Bounty. 
 
 A party of raw recruits — vei'y raw — 
 were on their way home from a tavern in 
 
 the town of , where they had spent a 
 
 portion of the evening in revelry, when 
 they brought up at a church where a re- 
 vival was in progress. They marched into 
 the crowded aisle of the sanctuary, and 
 for a few minutes closely observed the 
 minister, who was urging his unconverted 
 hearers to at once " enlist in the army of 
 the Lord 1 " At length the worthy minis- 
 ter, noticing the uniformed men standing 
 in the aisle, approached one of them, who 
 was pretty near oblivious to the scene be- 
 fore him, and remarked — 
 
 " I am glad to see by your uniform that 
 you are soldiers of your country ! That 
 is right — glorious ! But you should now 
 join the army of the Lord ! " 
 
 '' Eh ? " queried the soldier, whose tav- 
 ern entertainment had put him in such a 
 state that he but imperfectly comprehend- 
 ed the invitation — " eh ? join the Lord's 
 army ? What bounty does he give, eh ? " 
 
 The minister atteAipted to explain, but 
 soon gave it up as a bad job, the 'recruit 
 being really too raw for ' impression.' 
 13 
 
 Re-enUsting:, l)ut on a Different Side. 
 
 Captain Crane, who commanded at Fort 
 Meyers, tells a good story, illustrative of 
 the value of time — in this instance viewed 
 from a military point. When the Captain 
 landed at Fort Meade he found a solitary 
 sentinel marching back and forth, with a 
 chip hat on his head, a dingy blouse on his 
 back, and a double-barreled shot grm 
 across his shoulder. This sentinel march- 
 ed up and down, while Captain Crane and 
 his men were busily removing the stores 
 and doing other things usual on such oc- 
 casions. 
 
 At length the sentinel looked that way, 
 and called out, " I say, fellows, who in hell 
 are you ? " Captain Crane, with the brevi- 
 ty of a soldier, replied with the one word, 
 " Yanks." " Are you genuine Yanks ? " 
 was the rejoiner. " We are that same," 
 was the answer. The rebel sentinel pass- 
 ed up and down a few times more, and 
 then called out, " I say, fellows, will you 
 allow a fellow to come up to you ? " Cap- 
 tain Crane replied that he might. At tliis 
 the sentinel laid down his two barreled gun 
 and went to where the Union men stood, 
 when he again addressed Captain Crane 
 — " Will you allow a fellow to take arms 
 with you ? " The answer was in the af- 
 firmative ; upon which the rebel expressed 
 himself in this manner : " Well, I reckon 
 my time with old Jeff, is out this day ; 
 and, as I don't like to waste time, I will 
 enlist with you." And enUsted he was on 
 the instant. Captain Crane said he had 
 not a better soldier in his corps than the 
 one who thus so readily ' re-enlisted.' 
 
 This puts one in mind of Sir Walter 
 Scott's Captain Dugald Dalgetty, who, 
 when taken prisoner by the Marquis of 
 Montrose (or Argyle), refused to serve 
 the Covenanters, on the ground that he 
 had stipulated to serre the king for the 
 space of six months, but averred that, 
 after his six months had expired he was 
 open to any offer from the most noble 
 marquis. 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION,. 
 
 Private Notions and Public Laws. 
 Governor Bramlette, of Kentucky, at 
 one time had actually gone so far as to 
 prepare a proclamation calling on the peo- 
 ple of that State to resist by force the ne- 
 gro enrollment. This was before his visit 
 to Washington, and he was only dissuaded 
 from issuing the document through the ap- 
 peals of Rev. Dr. Breckinridge. General 
 Grant treated the matter in his accustom- 
 ed cool and soldierly way. When the 
 General was at Louisville, he said, in re- 
 ply to a distinguished Union man who 
 asked him what he would do if Bramlette 
 and others " made trouble about the en- 
 rollment?" « Do? "—looking at hi* in- 
 terrogator a moment with stern surprise — 
 " My God, Sir ! what have I to do with 
 their notions about slaves ? This is a law 
 of Congress. It shall be executed, if I 
 have to bring up the entire army from 
 Chattanooga. Tell them so," 
 
 Hercules-Africanus groingr to the "War. 
 
 A stalwart specimen of colored human- 
 ity, just enlisted for the war, and incased 
 in a military imiform, — a perfect Hercules 
 in appearance, — was accosted by a gentle- 
 man who happened in his way, and the 
 following conversation took place : 
 
 " Where did you come from ? " 
 
 "Lycoming county, sah," replied the 
 candidate for military honors. 
 
 " What business did you follow ? " 
 
 " I am a raftsman." 
 
 "Then you are used to pretty hard 
 work ? " 
 
 " De Lor' knows I is." 
 
 " Do you feel anxious to go South ? " 
 
 " De Lor' knows I does." 
 
 " Do you ever expect to come back ? " 
 
 " No, sah ; 'xpect to be killed." 
 
 "You know the rebels will have no 
 mercy on you if they take you a prisoner." 
 
 " Aint gwang to be tuk prisoner — am 
 gwang to fight till de bressed life falls out 
 o'me." 
 
 " Well, you don't intend, if you have the 
 
 chance, to kill all the white people do\\'n 
 south, do you, women and children ? " 
 
 " Look yere, my chile, you doesn't un- 
 derstand culled folks. We aint gwang to 
 fight anybody, unless they fight us. You 
 doesn't 'spose I is gwang to kill a little 
 baby or a woman ; I is'nt much educated, 
 but I knows de Lor' is above all ; and I 
 knows right from wrong — aint gwapg to 
 do nuffin to displease de Lor.' I'm gwang 
 to fight Jeff Davis and his rebels, and I 
 feel as if I could kill ebery one on 'm. I 
 could bite Jeff. Davis to def. I tell you I 
 could lib a week without eating nothing, if 
 that could only gib me a chance to smash 
 the rebels. I tell you, I don't intend to 
 hab much mercy on 'em, nohow." 
 
 ""Suppose a rebel surrendered to you ; 
 what would you do then — would you kill 
 him ? " 
 
 " I tell you what I'd do under them ar 
 kind of a circumstance. I'd say, look 
 here, Mister Rebel, I'se . got you in my 
 power, and could smash you, but I aint 
 gwang to do it ; but I'm gwang to tuk you 
 prisoner — and off I'll tote him ; you bet- 
 ter believe it." 
 
 War's doing's to One Family. 
 
 There arrived, one day, at the sanitary 
 rooms, a woman with the remains of her 
 son, who had served in the army three 
 years, and who, had he lived a few months 
 longer, would have been sixteen years of 
 age. The circumstances of this case show 
 the doings of war in one family. 
 
 In August, 1861, being then twelve 
 
 years old, James Henry , enlisted as 
 
 drummer in the Seventeenth New Hamp- 
 shire regiment, where he served fourteen 
 months. He then re-enlisted, and served 
 nine months in the Nineteenth New Hamp- 
 shire regiment ; and again, in January, 
 1864, enlisted for three years in the First 
 Maine Heavy Artillery. He died in 
 March, at Fort Sumner Hospital. The 
 mother stated that this boy, who was evi- 
 dently her pet — ^lier Benjamin — had been 
 the first of the family to enlist ; shortly 
 
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 203 
 
 after, his father enhsted, served a year in 
 the Tenth Maine regiment, and died at 
 Lynchburg. In the same month of the 
 father's death, another son enlisted, in the 
 Seventeenth Maine regiment, was in bat- 
 tle at Gettysburg, and was never heard 
 from again. 
 
 During the same year, too, the third 
 and last son enlisted in the Eleventh 
 United States regulars, was wounded in 
 the head at Gettysburg, discharged for 
 permanent disability, becoming imbecile 
 in consequence of his wound. The care 
 of the mother, and of an infirm grand- 
 parent, and of an imbecile brother, had 
 fallen upon the little drummer-boy. Being 
 small of stature, besides his extreme 
 youth, he could not earn a man's wages, 
 and therefore proposed re-enlisting. His 
 mother had her forebodings, and remon- 
 strated ; but he reminded her of his for- 
 mer good fortmie, of the bounty money, 
 of a time when the war should be over, 
 and every thing be all right. 
 
 She consented. He served two months, 
 and here were his ashes ! The mother 
 behaved with Roman firmness. She 
 would not say that she regretted giving up 
 her all to the war : " The country needed 
 them, and it was only right that they 
 should go," was the patriotic language of 
 this American mother. Drawing nearer 
 the fire, she remarked, ■' I feel chilly ; I 
 sat at the end of the car last night, for the 
 sake of bringing home Jimmy's drum ; I 
 did not like to take so much room by the 
 stove." Ah, that little lone home in 
 Maine, with nothing left in it so dear as 
 Jimmy's silent drum ! How many such 
 desolate homes in the land ! 
 
 " Divil a Macarthy drawn at-all-at-all." 
 The editor of the Oshkosh Northwest- 
 ern attended the drawing of the names for 
 the draft in that district. While watching 
 the progress of the draft, as» one by one 
 the names of the honored conscripts were 
 announced, he was much amused by the 
 evolutions of a tall, stalwart son of Erin. 
 
 He was a man of somewhere about fifty 
 years of age, was dressed in the long- 
 tailed, high-collared coat of the last cen- 
 tury, and, by way of jewelry, carried a 
 ' gem ' of blackthorn, about the size of a 
 stick of cord-wood, in his right hand. His 
 occupation seemed to consist in address- 
 ing to every comer, the one question : 
 " Do yez thuik it's fair ? " On an answer 
 given in the afl[irmative he would eye his 
 shillalah most aflfectionately, and respond, 
 " Yiz, I think it's fair." A conversation 
 with him proved that his anxiety arose 
 from the fact that he had three sons, all 
 liable to the draft, and he was concerned 
 that they should have fair play. "When 
 his own town was being drawn, he stood 
 all alert, listening to the names as they 
 were read out, and on the list being com- 
 pleted, with a wave of his shillalah and a 
 pigeon-wing that would have done credit 
 to a younger man — " Hurroo ! " exclaimed 
 he, " I know its fair ; divil a Macarthy drawn 
 at-all-at-all ; sure, I know its fair ! " 
 
 Happy to Make General Gordon's Acquaint- 
 ance. 
 General Gordon was a strict disciplina- 
 rian, who would never have any words 
 with a private ; and hence a joke. One 
 day, one of the 107th New York Volun- 
 teers got ahead of the brigade, when the 
 General halted him and ordered him back. 
 The soldier stopped, turned aromid, stared 
 at General Gordon, and replied, " Who are 
 you ? " "I am General Gordon." " Ah, 
 General, I am very happy to make your 
 acquaintance ! " was the complacent an- 
 swer. A roar of laughter burst from the 
 General's staff. , 
 
 Srandin^ Deserters at Castle Thunder. 
 
 Branding deserters, as performed at Cas- 
 tle Thunder, in Richmond, must be set 
 down as decidedly one of the most beau- 
 tiful of rebel military practices, and as 
 humane as beautiful. The culprit was 
 fastened to a large table, with his face 
 downward, and a large " D " scarred upon 
 his posteriors. A plain bar of iron, about 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 an inch in diameter, narrowed down a lit- 
 tle at the point, was heated to incandes- 
 cence, and then used as a sign-painter 
 would use a brush in lettering, only in a 
 very slow and bungling manner. A greasy 
 smoke with a sickly stench arose during 
 the performance of the operation, accom- 
 panied with crackling sounds, and the 
 groans of the victim as the hot iron sank 
 deep into the flesh. On pretense of ren- 
 dering the mark of disgrace plain and in- 
 delible, but in reality to torture the unfor- 
 tunate culprit, the hot iron was drawn 
 many times through the wound, making it 
 lar.ger and deeper, until the victim, unable 
 to endure the excruciation longer, wpuld 
 faint, and be carried away. The opera- 
 tion was always performed by old Pard, 
 the executioner of Kellogg, the greatest 
 demon in human form outside of Pluto's 
 r^hns. 
 
 Eagrer to be a Soldier : Handsome Lizzie. 
 
 The hospital matron at Benton Bar- 
 racks, St. Louis, one day had the routine 
 of her official duties varied by detecting 
 the form of a young lady in the habili- 
 ments of a young man, the wearer of 
 which was an applicant for enlistment. 
 She was sent to the office of the Depart- 
 ment Provost-Mai"shal, where she declined 
 to make any statement as to her name, 
 history, etc. At length, however, she 
 concluded to tell her story. Her proper 
 name was Lizzie Cook, and her home lay 
 in Aponoose county, Iowa. Her father 
 was in the First Missouri State Militia, and 
 met his death in a skirmish at Walnut 
 Creek, Linn county. Mo. Her brother 
 held the position of sergeant in the Fifth 
 Kansas. A desire to reach him, and a 
 disgust at the monotony of woman's life, 
 with a wish to serve her country, led her 
 to determine to assume male attire and 
 volunteer as a soldier. 
 
 She accordingly left her home and pro- 
 ceeded to Keokuk, where she worked as 
 house servant for a family needing such 
 help, till she had earned money enough to 
 
 buy a suit of boys' clothes. She bought 
 and donned them, and as soon as she had 
 done so, started for St. Louis. Here she 
 put up at the Everett House, registering 
 her name as Wm. Ross. In the morning 
 she took the cars for Benton Barracks, 
 and Avas there proposing to enlist, when, 
 failing to carry out her disguise to the re-, 
 quisite degree of nicety, she was detected. 
 Lizzie was a young lady of about twen- 
 ty summers, tall, fine-looking, intelligent, 
 animated in conversation, and expressed a 
 strong desire to shoulder a musket and do, 
 with it what she could for the glorious 
 cause of the Union. It was concluded, 
 however, to commend her to the attention 
 of the Union Aid Society, and, greatly to 
 her disappointment, Lizzie was denied the 
 satisfaction of engaging in her country's 
 cause in the way she had marked out. 
 A fine specimen of a whole-hearted, finely 
 formed, patriotic. Western girl, was hand- 
 some Miss Lizzie. ^ 
 
 Had to Acknovrledgre the Breed. 
 An old farmer from the West, who 
 knew President Lincoln in by-gone times, 
 called one day to pay his respects at the 
 Presidential mansion. Slapping the Chief 
 Magistrate upon the back, he exclaimed, 
 " Well, old boss, how are you ? '* Old 
 Abe, being thoroughly democratic in his 
 ideas, and withal relishing a joke, respond- 
 ed : "So I'm an old boss, am I ? What 
 kind of a boss, pray ? " " Why, an old 
 draft-hoss, to be sure," was the rejoinder. 
 Old Abe had to acknowledge the breed. 
 
 TTnquestionably a Hard Case. 
 
 The following inarticulate certificate got 
 a man a discharge from the draft at Lou- 
 isville. As he could not step squarely, 
 he took the oblique. Puffiness ought to 
 have excused him alone. But to the doc- 
 ument — a model of its kind, as will be 
 seen : • 
 
 " I hereby certify that had one 
 
 of his feet caught in the cylinder of a 
 threshing macliine on the 4th of last Sep- 
 
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 205 
 
 tember, and severely injured, particularly 
 the inetatarsophalongial articulation of the 
 great toe and a spot on the dorsum of the 
 foot — perhaps the articulation of the cu- 
 baid bone with the scaphoid slightly inter- 
 rupted. I have examined the foot lately, 
 and have no doubt of the truth of his 
 statement Avhen he says he can not step 
 squarely on his foot on account of not be- 
 ing able to bear his weight on the ball of 
 the great toe in walking. There also re- 
 mains a puffiness in the region of the in- 
 step. He has hemorrhoids." 
 Poor fellow ! 
 
 Segrimental Clothes-vrasher for the Six- 
 teenth lUinois. 
 
 He who gives a little spice to the ordi- 
 nary flatness of camp life loses no friends. 
 Acting upon this idea, a clever joke was 
 perpetrated one dull day, at the expense 
 of Lieutenant C, of the Sixteenth Illi- 
 nois regiment, and a company of recently 
 arrived recriiits. 
 
 The raw recruits, some twenty in num- 
 ber, in a short time after their »aiTival, 
 wished their linen washed, and made in- 
 quiry of a veteran comrade as to the loca- 
 tion of the quarters of the washerw^oman. 
 
 " We don't keep any Tt'asherwoman 
 here," was the reply, " but there is a fel- 
 low up in that tent (pointing to Lieutenant 
 C.'s,) who washes for the regiment." 
 
 Away to their quarters went the boys, 
 gathered up their linen, and in a body re- 
 paired to the tent of the Lieutenant, who 
 unfortunately was not in. The unclean 
 articles were left on his cot, with the 
 names of the owners attached to each bun- 
 dle. Whether Lieutenant C. washed the 
 clothes or returned them to their owners, 
 is a question by no means so difficult of 
 an answer as ' W^ho struck Billy Patter- 
 son?' 
 
 Sixteen Brothers in One Ke^iment. 
 Perhaps no incident in the way of prac- 
 tical family patriotism, bearing upon the 
 war of the rebellion, was more remarkable 
 than the following : One of the companies 
 
 connected with the Ohio regiments raised 
 at the commencement of the war contained 
 sixteen brothers by the name of Finch, i-es- 
 idents of Dayton, Ohio. They were bom 
 in Durkheim, Germany, the family num- 
 bering in all nineteen children — sixteen 
 being boys, all of whom enlisted as soldiers 
 for the defence of their adopted country, in 
 the regiment named above. Their parents 
 had taken up their residence in New York, 
 and their children obtained leave to visit 
 them in Philadelphia. Such an instance 
 as this is certainly without a parallel m the 
 annals of war. 
 
 Fiction left in^ the Shade— the Corporal of the 
 Tenth Connecticut. 
 
 There was in the Second Connecticut 
 regiment, before Richmond, a Corporal, the 
 story of whose life outdid romance itself, 
 and even left fiction in the shade. Seven 
 years previously and mow^^he enlisted into 
 the British army in York. His fu'St night 
 as a recruit he passed with a fellow Ger- 
 man, who had also just enlisted, and the 
 two talked together as countrymen thus 
 situated would be likely to. The next day 
 they left for London, and there they were 
 separated. Time passed on. This soldier 
 was ordered to India. He was nearly five 
 years in service. Receiving his discharge, 
 he returned to England, shipped on a ves- 
 sel for Norway, was, later, on a Norwegian 
 vessel, and in that was shipwrecked on the 
 coast of Sweden ; barely escaping with his 
 life, he went to Wales ; again, he was on 
 a Prussian vessel ; he i-isited Constantino- 
 ple, Odessa, and the West Indies, 
 
 Coming to New York, he was, after one 
 or two brief voyages, led to Connecticut. 
 EiUisting there, he joined his regiment at 
 Gloucester Point, and was subsequently in 
 all the battles of the army of the James. 
 One day— or night, — in the winter of 1864, 
 while Corporal of the guard, he was call- 
 ing the relief at midnight ; in passing a 
 tent he heard a voice, the peculiar tones 
 of which attracted his special attention and 
 revived remembered associations of that 
 
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 first night as a recruit in old York, more 
 than seven years before. He was sure 
 that the voice was that of his then com- 
 panion, and inquiry proved him not mis- 
 taken in his beUef. Strange meeting — 
 that of these two men ! 
 
 His comrade's experience had been hard- 
 ly less varied than his own. After several 
 years' service on special duty in Great 
 Britain, he also had taken to the sea. 
 Coming to America, the opening of the 
 war had found him at the South, and there 
 he joined the Confederate army. For a 
 time he was an orderly of a well-known 
 Confederate General, and as such he on 
 one occasion car'ried messages back and 
 forth in a battle where the Tenth Connec- 
 ticut fought prominently and victoriously. 
 Later, he escaped from Charleston to the 
 Federal gunboats, and after various expe- 
 riences at Morris Island, Hilton Head and 
 in New York, entered the Union army as 
 a substitute, and there he found himself in 
 the very regiment before the pressure of 
 whose gallant charge he had two years be- 
 fore fled in precipitous haste after his chiv- 
 alrous and fleet-footed commander, on a 
 battlefield in another State ; and now his 
 voice was recognized and his name was 
 called by a fellow-countryman who had 
 been for a single night his comrade in the 
 long gone years in a distant land. Would 
 it be strange if he rubbed his eyes and 
 asked if it were all a dream ? 
 
 Maryland Slaveholder Driving his Slaves to 
 the Recruiting' OflBce. 
 
 When the recruiting ball for the Union 
 ranks had been fairly set in motion in Mary- 
 land, a slaveholder in Dorchester county, in 
 that State, said to his slaves one day that 
 they had permission to volunteer in the 
 army if they so desired. He requested 
 them, however, when they had nvade up 
 their minds really to go, to inform him, and 
 as they had driven him many a time to 
 Cambridge, he would himself drive them in 
 his carriage hither on that important mis- 
 sion. Sure enough they heeded his request, 
 
 and he drove them to to^vn in his carriage 
 on their way to Baltimore, after fitting them 
 out quite liberally. He subsequently came 
 to the city and went to Camp Bimey, to 
 get his certificates for the three hundred 
 dollars substitute money for each slave, and 
 to grant his obligation to free them when 
 the State laws wouH allow him to do so. 
 The slaves met him, on this visit, as affec- 
 tionately and demonstratively as sons could 
 meet a father. 
 
 Girl-Boy Drummer. 
 
 A fair and sprightly girl, of but twelve 
 dimpled summers, and giving the name of 
 Charles Martin, enlisted in one of the 
 Pennsylvania regiments, in the early period 
 of the war, as a drummer boy. She had 
 evidently enjoyed the advantage of educa- 
 tion, could write a good hand, and even 
 composed very well. She made herself 
 useful to officers of the regiment in the 
 capacity of a clerk ; and though involved 
 in the scenes and chances of no less than 
 five battles, she escaped vmwounded and 
 unharmed. The officers never dreamed 
 of any hitch as to her sex. After a while, 
 she was taken down sick with the typhoid 
 fever, a disease then quite prevalent in 
 Philadelphia, and was removed to Penn- 
 sylvania Hospital. It was while there 
 that the worthy matron of the institution 
 discovered the drummer boy, who had 
 passed through so many fatigues, perils 
 and rough experiences, to be no more nor 
 less than a girl not yet in her teens. 
 
 Just the kind of Arms a 7oung Quaker 
 Could Bear. 
 
 Among the drafted men who presented 
 themselves for examination before the re- 
 cruiting Board at Providence, Rhode Island, 
 was a young Quaker, whose conscientious 
 regard for his faith would not allow him to 
 send a substitute, or purchase a discharge, 
 or take any personal part in bearing arms 
 himself. But he proved a clear case of 
 exemption from military duty under the 
 law, as made and provided, and was dis- 
 
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 207 
 
 charged accordingly. Soon after tlie case 
 had been decided, and before the young 
 Friend had left the room, a letter came 
 directed to the Boasd, and was opened by 
 the officer. It proved to be an appeal in 
 behalf of the young man, in a most deli- 
 cate " hand of writ," and couched in most 
 pure and winsome language. The com- 
 missioner playfully submitted the letter to 
 the inspection of the young man, who Avith 
 unfeigned surprise marked the well-known 
 tracery of a dear young Friend who; on 
 the next " Firstday," in open meeting, 
 would surrender to him " arms " that he 
 could bear conscientiously. 
 
 Tender in Years but Strong in his Devotion 
 to his Country, 
 
 Edward Lee, or " Little Eddie," as he 
 was dotingly called, will never be forgot- 
 ten among the reminiscences of Wilson's 
 Creek, in the winter of 1861. A few 
 days before the First Iowa regiment re- 
 ceived orders to join General Lyon, on his 
 march to Wilson's Creek, the drummer of 
 one of the companies was taken sick and 
 conveyed to the hospital. On the evenirig 
 preceding the day of the march, a negro 
 was arrested within the lines of the camp 
 — Camp Benton — and brought before the 
 Captain, who asked him : 
 
 " What business have you witliin the 
 lines?" 
 
 " I know a drummer," he replied, " that 
 you would like to enlist in your company, 
 and I have come to tell you of it." 
 
 He was immediately requested to in- 
 form the drummer that, if he would enlist 
 for their short time of service, he would 
 be allowed extra pay, and to do this, he 
 must be on the ground early in the morn- 
 ing. The negro was then passed beyond 
 the guai'd. 
 
 On the following morning there appeared 
 befox-e the Captain's quarters during the 
 beating of the reveille, a good-looking, 
 middle-aged woman, dressed in deep 
 mourning, and leading by the hand a 
 sharp, sprightly-looking boy, apparently 
 
 about twelve or thirteen years of age. 
 Her story was soon told. She was from 
 East Tennessee, where her husband had 
 been killed by the rebels, and all their 
 property destroyed. She had come to St. 
 Louis in search of her sister, but not 
 finding her, and being destitute of money, 
 she thought if she could procure a situa- 
 tion for her boy as a drummer, for the 
 short time the company had to reteain in 
 the service, she could find employment for 
 
 Tender in years but strong in deTotion to his country. 
 
 herself, and perhaps find her sister by the 
 time the men were discharged. 
 
 During the rehearsal of her story the 
 little fellow kept his eyes -intently fixed 
 upon the countenance of the Captain, who 
 Avas about to express a determination not 
 to take so small a boy, when he spoke 
 out : " Don't be afraid. Captain, I can 
 drum." This was spoken with so much 
 confidence, that the Captain immediately 
 observed, with a smile, " Well, well. Ser- 
 geant, bring the drum, and order our fifer 
 to come forward." In a few moments tlie 
 drum was produced, and the fifer, a tall,, 
 round-shouldered, good natured fellow, from 
 the Dubuque mines, who stood, when erect, 
 something over six feet in height, soon 
 made his appeai'auce. Upon beuig intro- 
 
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 duced to his new colleague, or comrade, 
 he stooped down, with bis hands resting 
 upon his knees, that were thrown forward 
 into an acute angle, and after peering into 
 the little fellow's face a moment, he ob- 
 served : 
 
 " My little man, can you drum ? " 
 
 " Yes, Sir," he rephed, " I drummed for 
 Capt<ain Hill, m Tennessee." 
 The fi|Jt immediately commenced straight- 
 ening himself upward until all the angles 
 in his person had disappeared, when he 
 placed his fife in his mouth, and played the 
 " Flowers of Edenborough," one of the 
 most difficult tilings to foUow with the 
 drum that could have been selected, and 
 nobly did the little fellow follow him, 
 showing: him-ielf to be a master of the 
 drum. When the music ceased, the Cap- 
 tain turned to the mother and observed : 
 
 " Madam, I will take your boy. What 
 is his name ? " 
 
 " Edward Lee," she replied ; then plac- 
 ino- her hand upon the Captain's arm, she 
 continued, "Captain, if he is not killed 
 -" here her maternal feelings over- 
 came her utterances, and she bent down 
 over her boy and kissed him upon the 
 forehead. As she arose, she observed : 
 
 " Captain, you will bring him back with 
 you, won't you ? " 
 
 " Yes, yes, we will be certain to bring 
 him back with us. We shall be discharged 
 in six weeks." 
 
 In an hour after, that company led the 
 Iowa First out of camp, the dnim and fife 
 playing, "The Girl I left behind me." 
 Eddie, as he was called, soon became a 
 great favorite with all the men in the com- 
 pany. When any of the boys had returned 
 from a " horticultural excursion," Eddie's 
 share of the peaches and melons was the 
 first apportioned; and during the heavy 
 and fatiguing march from Rolla to Spring- 
 field, it was often amusing to see that long- 
 legged fifer wading through the mud with 
 the little drummer mounted upon hi'* back 
 — and always in that position when fording 
 Streams. But, though thus far sumiy and 
 
 unscathed in his military career, the dark 
 side of the picture was soon to be turned 
 to Eddie's gaze. Says a comrade : — 
 
 During the fight at Wilson's Creek I 
 was stationed with a part of our company 
 on^ the right of Totten's battery, while the 
 balance of our company, with a part of 
 the Illinois regiment, was ordered down 
 into a deep ravine upon our left, in which 
 it was known a portion of the enemy was 
 concealed, and with whom they were soon 
 engaged. The contest in the ravine con- 
 tinued some time. Totten suddenly wheel- 
 ed his battery upon the enemy in that 
 quarter, when they soon retreated to the 
 high ground beyond their lines. In less 
 than twenty minutes after Totten had 
 driven the enemy from the ravine, the 
 word passed from man to man throughout 
 the army, " Lyon is killed ! " and soon 
 after, hostilities having ceased upon both 
 sides, the order came for our mam force to 
 fall back upon Springfield, while a part of 
 the Iowa First and two companies of the 
 Missouri regiment were to camp upon the 
 gromid and cover the retreat next morn- 
 ing. 
 
 That night I was detailed for guard 
 duty, rny turn of guard closing with the 
 morning call. When I went out with the 
 officer as relief, I foiuid that my post was 
 upon a high eminence that overlooked the 
 deep ravine in which our men had engaged 
 the enemy, until Totten's battery came to 
 their assistance. It was a dreary, lone- 
 some beat. The moon had gone down in 
 the early part of the night, while the stars 
 twinkled dimly through a hazy atmosphere, 
 lighting up imperfectly the surrounding 
 objects. Occasionally I would place my 
 ear near the grOund and listen for the 
 sound of footsteps, but all was silent 
 savB the far off howling wolf, that seemed 
 to scent upon the evening air the banquet 
 that we had been preparing for him. The 
 hours passed slowly away, when at length 
 the morning light began to streak along 
 the eastern sky. Presently I heard a drum 
 beat up the morning call. At first I 
 
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 thought it came from the camp of the en- 
 emy across the creek ; but as I listened, I 
 found that it came up from the deep I'a- 
 vine ; for a few minutes it was silent, and 
 then as it became more light I heard it 
 again. I listened — the sound of the drum 
 was familiar to me — and I knew that it 
 was our 
 
 Drummer boy from Tennessee 
 Beating for help the reveille. 
 
 I was about to desert my post to go to 
 his assistance, when I discovered the offi- 
 cer of the guard approaching with two 
 men. We all listened to the sound, and 
 were satisfied that it was Eddie's drum. 
 I asked permission to go to his assistance. 
 The officer hesitated, saying that the orders 
 were to march in twenty minutes. I prom- 
 ised to be back in that time, and he con- 
 sented. I immediately started down the 
 hill through the thick undergrowth, and 
 upon reaching the valley I followed the 
 sound of the drum and soon found him 
 seated upon the ground, his back leamng 
 against the trunk of a fallen tree, while 
 his drum hung upon a bush in front of 
 him, reaching nearly to the ground. As 
 soon as he discovered me he dropped his 
 drum-sticks and exclaimed, " O, Corporal, 
 I am so glad to see you. Give me a 
 driak," — reaching out his hand for my can- 
 teen, which was empty. I immediately 
 turned to bring him some water from the 
 brook that I could hear rippling through 
 the bushes near by, when thmking that I 
 W£is about to leave him, he commenced 
 crying, saying : " Don't leave me, Corpo- 
 ral, I can't walk." I was soon back with 
 the water, when I, discovered that both of 
 his feet had been shot away by a cannon 
 ball. After satisfying his thirst, he looked 
 up into my face and said : 
 
 " You don't think I will die. Corporal, 
 do you ? This man said I would not — he 
 said the surgeon could cure my feet." 
 
 I now discovered a man lying in the 
 grass near him. By his dress I recog- 
 nized him as belonging to the enemy. It 
 appeared that he had been shot through j 
 
 the bowels, and had fallen near where 
 Eddie lay. Knowing that he could not 
 live, antl seeing the condition of the boy, 
 he had crawled to him, taken off" his buck- 
 skin suspenders, and corded the little fel- 
 low's legs below the knee, and then lay 
 down and died. While Eddie was tellmg 
 me these particulars, I heard the tramp 
 of cavalry coming down the ravine, and in 
 a moment a scout of the enemy \^ upon 
 us, and I was taken prisoner. I requested 
 the officer to take Eddie up in front of him, 
 and he did so, carrying him with great 
 tenderness and care. 
 
 lV?ie7i we reached the camp of the enemy 
 the little fellow was dead. 
 
 No Title of Soldier given to the Devil. 
 
 Among the multitudinous developments 
 of one kind and another made by the war 
 of the rebellion, the light which it has 
 thro^vn upon certain points and passages 
 of Scripture is not to be reckoned as in- 
 significant. At the funeral of an army 
 Sergeant in the Federal ranks, who Avas 
 murdered, Rev. Mr. Healitt, who preach- 
 ed the funeral sermon, said he would not 
 call the murderer a soldier, because the 
 word soldier was an honorable title, borne 
 by Joshua and David and pthers men- 
 tioned in the Bible ; he wished every one 
 to remember that the devil is nowhere in 
 Scripture called by the honorable title of 
 soldier — a fact of nc^ mean bearing upon 
 the course of those who enlisted in the 
 army of the Union to put down a sectional 
 rebelhon. 
 
 " Sweet Sixteen " on the Male Side, and a 
 " Darling- " too. 
 
 A lad of less than sixteen years, named 
 Darling, from Pittsfield, Mass., enlisted in 
 the early period of the war in Captain 
 Cromwell's company, in the Northern 
 Black Horse Cavalry. On learning that 
 he had a sick mother at home, who was 
 sadly affiicted at his departure, the Cap- 
 tain discharged the youngster and sent 
 hihi home, as the brave lad supposed on a 
 furlough. The Captain received the fol- 
 
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 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, 
 
 lowing acknowledgment of his kindness 
 from the sister of the " bold soldier boy." 
 It is certaiidy worth reading : 
 
 PiTTSFiELD, Mass., Oct. 20, 18G1. 
 
 Captain CuomaVell — Dear Sir : My 
 brother, David H. Darling, a lad of six- 
 teen, left home and joined your command 
 without the consent or even knowledge of 
 our pajyits. I went from school to see 
 him lastThursday, and stated these facts 
 to your second lieutenant. Our young sol- 
 dier returned home Friday, on furlough, as 
 he supposed, and seeing the effect of his 
 conduct upon my mother and a sick sister, 
 gave his consent to remain. But he is 
 very much afraid you will think that he 
 did not promise to return in good faith, or, 
 to use his own term, that he has " backed 
 out," so he made me promise, before I 
 returned, that I would explain it to you. 
 
 This, then, " is to certify," gentlemen, 
 that the young Darling aforesaid has not 
 abated his desire in the least degree to 
 serve his country under your especial 
 guidance, although he has consented to de- 
 vote himself in the more humble capacity 
 of staying at home and minding his mother. 
 Having reached the advanced age of six- 
 teen, he possesses the strength of Her- 
 cules, and sagacity of Tacinaque, Agvilier's 
 bravery, and the patriotism of Washing- 
 ton, whom you have probably heard men- 
 tioned before. Would that he could add 
 to these a few of Methuselah's superfluous 
 years, for youth, though no crime, is very 
 inconvenient in his case. Of course, the 
 advancement of the Black Horse Cavalry 
 is materially retarded, and its glory dim- 
 med for a season ; but wherever you are 
 at the end of two years, he is determined 
 to join you. If thou wouldst take me in 
 his place, I would be very happy to go. 
 I believe not only in this war, but fighting 
 in general, and think that if Avomen were 
 permitted to use ' knock doAvn arguments,' 
 it would civilize not only their mutual re- 
 lations, but also their treatment of your 
 much abused sex. 
 
 Meantime, awaiting thy orders, I am 
 respectfully thine, 
 
 Jennie Darling. 
 
 P. S. — If you are married, please hand 
 this over to your Second Lieutenant. 
 
 J. D. 
 
 So much for Jennie. The Captain's 
 response to this winsome epistle, failed, 
 alas ! to greet the public eye. 
 
 Sharp Practice among "Volunteers. 
 
 That all the rogues were not in the 
 army nor out of the State Prison was 
 very clearly made to appear — and by the 
 following fact among others, the scene of 
 Avhich Avas New York city. Mr. Blunt, 
 the head of the Committee on Drafting in 
 that city, took in multitudes of volunteers \ 
 — black and white — paying the three hmi- 
 dred dollars, without being able to deter- 
 mine whether they were, in all cases, hon- 
 est and acquainted with their catechism. 
 One was taken of this class, who appeared 
 especially loose on both those points. A 
 black fellow, Avho had been enlisted for the 
 navy and received his three hundred dol- 
 lars, applied in the course of an hour or 
 so to Mr. B. for the privilege of putting 
 his money into the savings bank. It was 
 of course granted. The Supervisor, .on 
 counting over the darkey's money, found 
 that there was only two hundred and 
 thirty-five dollars. 
 
 "Where is the rest of it?" says Mr. 
 Blunt. 
 
 " Dat's all," says Snowball. 
 
 " No, it's not all. You have sixty -five 
 dollars more. Turn your pockets wi'ong 
 side out." 
 
 Darkey complied, but not another green- 
 back was found. This was a staggerer, 
 for Blunt well knew he had paid him three 
 hundred dollars. 
 
 " Now, you horse marine," says the 
 chairman, " what have you done with the 
 balance of your money ? — here are some 
 notes I never gave you." 
 
 " Well, Massa Cap'n, I didn't do noffin 
 
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 211 
 
 with 'em greenbacks ; I jis ask a feller in 
 dare to change me one hundred dollar bill, 
 and de sailor he did it ; and dat are is de 
 money." 
 
 "Ah, ha!" says B., " Brhig out that 
 fellow." 
 
 Wide trowsers came out, looking very 
 innocent. His money, too, was examined, 
 and sure enough, there lay ensconced the 
 identical sixty-five dollars the darkey was 
 minus of. 
 ■ " How is this ? " says Mr. B. 
 
 " Well, you see. Boss, that piece of eb- 
 ony wanted me to change one hundred 
 dollars for him, and I did it , but I ain't 
 very good at cyphering, and I rather guess 
 I counted wrong. Here's your dust, old 
 boy ; let's tack ship and put back to port." 
 
 This impudent piece of rascality was 
 corrected by the Supervisor, the darkey's 
 money banked, and the parties again turn- 
 ed into their quarters. 
 
 "How are you, Conscript?" 
 Not the least singular among the great 
 variety of incidents in connection with the 
 draft, is the following, which occurred 
 among the good citizens of Vigo county, 
 in the State of Indiana. During the draw- 
 ing for one of the sub-districts of that 
 region, the proceedings were watched with 
 eager interest by at least one person, a 
 " patriotic " resident of the locality under 
 draft. As the names were di-awn he be- 
 trayed considerable nervousness — was par- 
 ticularly anxious about the price of sub- 
 stitutes, and thought it the duty of all 
 "veterans" to re-enlist. Finally, impa- 
 tient under such critical suspense, and un- 
 able longer to control his anxiety, he made 
 bold to ask permission of Colonel Thomp- 
 son, the provost-marshal, to place his hand 
 in tlie box, and draw forth the unfortunate 
 prize. The Colonel, Avith his accustomed 
 suavity and willingness to accommodate, 
 kindly granted the request. The individ- 
 ual accordingly reached forth his hand, 
 placed it in the box, and drew forth a card 
 on which was written — his own name ! 
 
 That his curiosity was now fully satisfied, 
 was no matter of doubt ; and the good- 
 humored salutation of '' How are you, con- 
 script ? " regaled his patriotic ear from 
 every quarter. 
 
 Nasby's Beasons -why lie should not be 
 Drafted. 
 
 Petroleum V. Nasby, in order to place 
 himself in his proper position before the 
 public, felt called upon to give his reasons 
 — weighty and cogent ones, too, — why he 
 should not be drafted. Says he : — 
 
 I see in the papers last nite, that the 
 government haz institooted a draft, that 
 in a few weeks hundreds uv thousands uv 
 peaceable citizens will be dragged to the 
 tented feeld. I know not Avat uthers may 
 do, but ez fer me, I can't go. Upon a 
 rigid eggsaminashun uv my fizzikle man, 
 
 1 find it wooed be wus ner madnis fer me 
 
 2 undertake a campane, to wit : 
 
 1. I'm bald-heded, and hev bin obliged 
 to ware a wig these 22 years. 
 
 2. I hev dandruflf in wat scanty hair 
 still hangs round my venerable temples. 
 
 3. I hev a kronic katarr. 
 
 4. I hev lost, since Stanton's order to 
 draft, the use uv one eye entirely, and hev 
 kronic inflammashun in the other. 
 
 5. My teeth is all unsomid, my palit 
 ain't eggsactly rite, and I hev hed bron- 
 keetis 31 yeres last Joon. At present I 
 hev a koff, the paroxisms uv wliich is 
 frightful 2 behold. 
 
 6. I'm holler chestid, and short-•v\^nded, 
 and hev alius hed panes in my back and 
 side. 
 
 7. I'm afflicted with kronic diarrear and 
 kostivniss. The money I hev paid fer 
 Jayneses karminnytive balsam and pills 
 wooed astonish almost ennybody. 
 
 8. I am rupchured in 9 places, and am 
 entirely enveloped with trusses. 
 
 9. I hev varrykose vanes, hev a white 
 swellia on wun leg and a fever sore on the 
 uther — also wun leg is shorter than tother, 
 though I handle it so expert that nobody 
 never noticed it. 
 
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 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 10. I hev korns and bunyuns on both 
 feet, which wooed prevent me fVom marchin. 
 
 I don t suppose that my political opin- 
 ions, which are ferninst the prosekooshun 
 uv this unconstltooshnel war, wooed hev 
 enny wate with a draftin osifer, but the 
 above reasons why I can't go, will, I maik 
 no doubt, be suffishent. 
 
 Clever TJse of the Countersign. 
 During the fight at Gauley Bridge, Vir- 
 ginia, on the 10th of November, 1861, a 
 glorious instance of personal bravery was 
 afforded in the conduct of Sergeant Car- 
 ter, of Tippecanoe, Ohio. The Sergeant 
 was upon the post first attacked by the 
 Confederates. The advance guard of the 
 Second Virginia, consisting of twelve men, 
 came suddenly upon him and his three 
 companions. The blight moonlight re- 
 vealed the flashing bayonets of the ad- 
 vancing regiment. He was surrounded 
 and separated from liis reserve. With 
 great presence of mind he stepped out and 
 challenged, " Halt ! Who goes there ? " 
 The advance guard of the Second Virgin- 
 ia, consisting of twelve men, supposing 
 that they had come upon a scouting party 
 of their own men, answered, " Friends, 
 with the coimtersign." 
 
 At his order, " Advance one, and give 
 the countersign," they hesitated. He re- 
 jieated the order peremptorily, " Advance 
 and give the countersign, or I'll blow you 
 through." They answered, without advanc- 
 ing, " Mississippi." " Where do you be- 
 long ? " he demanded. " To the Second 
 Virginia regiment." " Where are you 
 going ? " " Along the ridge." 
 
 They then in turn questioned him, 
 " Who are you ? " " That's my own busi- 
 ness," he answered, and taking deliberate 
 aim he shot down his questioner. He 
 called for his boys to follow him, and leap- 
 ed dowTi a ledge of rock, while a full vol- 
 ley Avent over his head. He heaftl his 
 companions summoned to surrender, and 
 the order given to the Major to advance 
 with the regiment. Several stai*ted in 
 
 pursuit of him. He had to descend the 
 hill on the side toward the enemy's camp. 
 While he eluded his pursuers, he found 
 himself in a new danger. He had gotten 
 within the enemy's camp pickets ! He 
 had, while running, torn the ' U. S.' from 
 his cartridge box, and covered his belt 
 plate with his cap box, and torn the stripe 
 from his pantaloons. He was challenged 
 by their sentinels while making his way 
 out, and answered, giving the countersign, 
 " Mississippi," Second Virginia regiment.* 
 They asked him what he was doing there. 
 He said that the boys had gone off on a 
 scout after the Yankees ; that he had been 
 detained in camp, and "in trying to find 
 them had got bewildered. As he passed 
 tlu-ough, to prevent further questioning, he 
 said, " Our boys are up on the ridge, — 
 which is the best way up ? " They an- 
 swered, " Bear to the left, and you'll find 
 it easier to climb." Soon again his pur- 
 suers were after him, as he expressed it, 
 " breaking brush behind him." 
 
 This time, Avith a hound on his trail, he 
 made his Avay to a brook, and running 
 down the shallow stream, thrcAV the dog 
 off the scent, and as the day was daAvning 
 he came suddenly upon four pickets, Avho 
 brought their arms to a ready, and chal- 
 lenged him. He gave the countersign 
 ''Mississippi;" claimed to belong to the 
 Second Virginia. His cap box had slipped 
 from his belt plate. They asked him 
 Avhere he got that belt. He told them he 
 had captured it that night from a Yankee. 
 They told him to advance, and as he ap- 
 proached, he recognized their accoutre- 
 ments and knew he Avas among his own 
 men, a picket guard from the First Ken- 
 tivcky. He Avas taken before Colonel En- 
 gart and dismissed to his regiment. When 
 the brave felloAV Avas asked Avhat Avas his 
 motive in halting a Avhole column of the 
 enemy, he said his plan Avas to give inti- 
 mation to the reserve, of their advance, 
 that they might open upon them on their left 
 flank, and so, perhaps, arrest their progress. 
 If ever a felloAV escaped by the skin of 
 
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 213 
 
 his teeth, from his enemies — and if ever a 
 brave fellow deserved to — that man was 
 the gallant Sergeant Carter. It was a 
 courageous thing to obtain the countersign, 
 and nothing but his courage made^ after- 
 wards available. • 
 
 Bridegroom, and Volunteer the same Night. 
 Crime and outrage, in all their various 
 phases, are the concomitants of war. An 
 illustration in point is afforded in the ad- 
 ventures of an ex- Confederate soldier from 
 Alabama, the scene of his exploits being 
 in Chicago, Illinois. It seems that one 
 day a young man waited upon tha poUce 
 authorities at the central station in that 
 city, to obtain advice in a search for his 
 sister, a young girl of seventeen years, 
 who had fled from Oshkosh, Wisconsin, to 
 Chicago, after having fallen a victim to the 
 wiles of a seducer. On this representa- 
 tion being made, one of the detectives took 
 charge of the case, and in the course of 
 time found the girl Hving with an Ala- 
 bamian, of the name of Jones. The offi- 
 cer ari-ested both of them, and then called 
 in the brother, the interview resulting in 
 a refusal on the girl's part to leave Jones, 
 and Jones' not only refused to leave her, 
 but expressed his willingness to marry her 
 at once.. In addition to his offer of mar- 
 riage, the man proposed to enlist in the 
 Federal army as- a substitute, and leave 
 the money with his bride. The brother was 
 satisfied with this proposition, and the ex- 
 rebel Jones, having become a virtuous 
 Jones, instantly fulfilled his promise, — a 
 justice of the peace performing the mar- 
 riage ceremony. Jones thereupon went 
 to a recruiting office; enlisted, received 
 two hundred and fifly dollars bounty 
 money, paid it over plumply to the brother, 
 and left Chicago the same night for 
 Springfield, to be assigned to a regiment. 
 The bridegroom declared that he did not 
 mind what regiment he entered, so long as 
 he avoided being sent into Virginia, where, 
 he stated, he was so well known that if 
 captured he would assiu'odly be hung. 
 
 Snaked Away, and Drummed In. 
 
 One of the " sufferers" at Camp Denni- 
 son, which for a time was used for the care 
 of the sick and wounded, was an Irish 
 soldier. The attendant approached him 
 and said : 
 
 "Well, Sir, what's the matter with 
 you?" , 
 
 " Wounded, Sir ; slight womid in the 
 groin — worse one in the heel." 
 
 " Where were you wounded ? " 
 
 " Pittsburg Landing, Sir." 
 
 " What part of the battle ? " 
 
 " Second fire of the last round, Sii*." • 
 
 Snaked away and drummed in. 
 
 " Wliat, Monday ? Why it was rather 
 hard, wasn't it ; to fight two days and then 
 get hurt at the very last ? " 
 
 " Devil a two days did I fight at all 
 Sir." 
 
 " Why, how was that ? " 
 
 " Why, you see. Sir, I didn't know what 
 I was fightii^g for, and I didn't want to blow 
 a fellow creature's brains out without 
 knowing what I was blowing 'em out for, 
 d'ye see ; no more did I want a fellow 
 creature to blow my brains out without 
 knowing what they was blown out for— 
 so, Sir, I just snaked away Sir! But 
 on Monday they found me. Sir, and drum- 
 med me in." He was from Texas. 
 
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 Melancholy End of Johnson, the Deserter. 
 The execution of poor Johnson, for the 
 crime of desertion, constituted a melan- 
 choly page in the history of the army in 
 Virginia. Of this crime, the unfortunate 
 culprit said : I had not the slightest in- 
 tention of deserting, up to a few minutes 
 before I started in the direction of the 
 enemy's lines. The way I came to leave 
 our army was this : I was on the outposts, 
 and after dinner, when watering my horse, 
 I thought I would go to the first house on 
 the Braddock road and get a drink of 
 milk. When I rode up to the house I 
 saw a man and a boy. I asked the man 
 for some milk, and he said he had none ; 
 and to my enquiry as to where I could get 
 some, he said he did not know except I 
 should go some distance further on. I 
 said I thought it would be dangerous to 
 go far, and he remarked that none of the 
 rebels had been seen in that vicinity for 
 some time. It was then that I conceived 
 the idea of deserting. I thought I could 
 ride right up to the rebel pickets and in- 
 side the enemy's line, go and see my 
 mother in New Orleans, stay for a few 
 weeks in the South, and then be able to 
 get back to our regiment again, perhaps 
 with some valuable information. I never 
 had any idea of going over to the rebels, 
 and as it is I would rather be hung on a 
 tree than go and join the rebel army. I 
 don't see what under heaven put it into my 
 head to go away. I acted upon the im- 
 pulse of the moment. When the man at 
 the house said none of the enemy had 
 been seen lately in that vicinity, I asked 
 where it Avas that the five rebels 1 had 
 heard of had been seen some time ago, 
 and he said it was at the round house on 
 the left hand side of the road. I asked 
 him where the road led to. He said to 
 Centreville, and so I went that way. 
 Riding along on the Braddock road, some 
 miles beyond our pickets, I suddenly came 
 across Colonel' Taylor, of the Third New 
 Jersey regiment, with his scouting party. 
 I thought they were the rebels, but at first 
 
 was so Scared that I did not know what to 
 say. However, I asked him who they 
 were, and he said they were the enemy. 
 Said I to him, 
 
 " Ttj^ all right, then." 
 
 " Why so ? " said he. 
 
 " Because we are all friends," said I ; 
 " I am rebel too — I want to go down to 
 New Orleans to see my mother." 
 
 Then he asked me how our pickets were 
 stationed. I told him two of our compa- 
 nies which had been out went in that day 
 toward the camps. He asked if I thought 
 he could capture any of them, and I told 
 him I did not think he could. He asked 
 why, and I replied that there were a num- 
 ber of mounted riflemen aromid. The 
 head scout asked me what kind of arms 
 the Lincoln men received, and at the same 
 time said, 
 
 " Let me see your pistol." 
 
 I handed him my rev'olver. Colonel 
 Taylor took it, and cocking it, said to me, 
 
 " Dismount, or I will blow your brains 
 out." 
 
 I was so much frightened I thought my 
 brains had been blown out already. I 
 dismounted, delivered up my belt and sa- 
 bre, while at the same time they searched 
 my pockets, but there was nothing in them 
 except a piece of an old New York Ledg- 
 er, I believe. Then he tied my hands be- 
 fore me, and sent me back to camp in 
 charge of three men, besides another who 
 took my horse. 
 
 Johnson was duly tried by court-martial 
 and found guilty. The place chosen for 
 his execution was a spacious field near the 
 Fairfax Seminary. The Provost-Mar- 
 shal, mounted and wearing a crimson 
 scarf across his breast, led the mournful 
 cortege. He was immediately followed 
 by the buglers of the regiment, four 
 abreast, dismounted. Then came the 
 twelve men — one from each company in 
 the regiment, selected by ballot, — who 
 constituted the firing party. The arms, 
 Sharps ' breech-loading rifle, had been pre- 
 viously loaded under the direction of the 
 
VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC. 
 
 215 
 
 Marshal. One was loaded with a blank 
 cartridge, according to the usual custom, 
 so that neither of the men could positively 
 state that the shot from his rifle killed the 
 unfortunate man. The coffin, which was 
 of pine wood stained, and without any in- 
 scription, came next, in a one-horse wagon. 
 Immediately behind followed the doomed 
 man, in an open wagon. About five feet 
 six inches in height, with light hair and 
 whiskers, his eyebrows joining each other, 
 Johnson indeed presented a most forlorn 
 appearance. He was dressed in cavalry 
 xmiform, with the regulation overcoat and 
 black gloves. He was supported by 
 Father McAtee, who was in constant con- 
 versation Avith him, while Father Willett 
 rode behind on horseback. The rear was 
 brought up by Company C, of the Lincoln 
 Cavalry, forming the escort. 
 
 Arriving on the ground at half-past three 
 o'clock, the musicians and the escort took a 
 position a little to the left, while the crim- 
 inal descended from the wagon. The coffin 
 was placed on the ground, and he took his 
 po.sition beside it. The firing pai'ty was 
 marched up to within six paces of the 
 prisoner, who stood between the clergy- 
 men. The final order of execution was 
 then read to the condemned. 
 
 While the order was being read, John- 
 son stood with his hat on, his head a little 
 inclined to the left, and his eyes fixed in a 
 steady gaze on the ground. Near the 
 close of the reading, one of his spiritual 
 attendants whispered something in his ear. 
 Johnson had expressed a desire to say a 
 few final Avords before he should leave this 
 world to appear before his Maker. He 
 was conducted close to the firing party, 
 and in an almost inaudible voice, spoke as 
 follows : 
 
 " Boys, — ^I ask forgiveness from Al- 
 mighty God and from my fellow-men for 
 what I have done. I did not know what 
 I was doing. May God forgive me, and 
 may the Almighty keep all of you from 
 all such sin." 
 
 He was then placed beside the coffin 
 
 again. The troops were witnessing the 
 whole of these proceedings with the in tens- 
 est interest. Then the Marshal and the 
 chaplains began to prepare the culprit for 
 his death. He was too weak to stand. 
 He sat down on the foot of the coffin. 
 Captain Boyd then bandaged his eyes with 
 a white handkerchief. A few minutes of 
 painful suspense intervened while the 
 Catholic clergyiiien were having their final 
 interview with the unfortunate man. All 
 being ready, the Marshal waved his hand- 
 kerchief as the signal, and the firing party 
 discharged the volley. Johnson did not 
 move, remaining in a sitting posture for 
 several seconds after the rifles were dis- 
 charged. Then he quivered a little, and 
 fell over beside his coffin. He was still 
 alive, however, and the four reserves were 
 called to complete the work. It was 
 found that two of the firing party, Ger- 
 mans, had not discharged their pieces, and 
 they were immediately put in ii'ons. 
 Johnson was shot several times in the 
 heart by the first volley. Each of the 
 four shots fired by the reserves took effi3ct 
 in his head, and he died instantly. One 
 penetrated his chin, another his left cheek, 
 Avhile two entered the brahi just above 
 the left eyebrow. 
 
 The troops then all marched round, and 
 each man looked on the bloody corpse of 
 his misguided comrade. 
 
 Maternal liove and Patriotic Duty. 
 An old lady residing in Johnstown, 
 Cambria county, Penn., had an only son, 
 a strapping minor, to whom she was most 
 warmly attached. This lad, however, 
 having some of the war fever in him, Avas 
 induced to join a corps from the mountains, 
 and, hoping to deceive the old lady, he 
 invented a very plausible tale, and came 
 away. The love of the mother was, how- 
 ever, too great to be deceived, and after a 
 week had elapsed, the true story was 
 revealed to her. She started upon the 
 railroad with a bundle and a small sum 
 of money, and walked to Harrisburg alone, 
 
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 — a distance of more than one hundred 
 and fifty miles. At Harrisburg she took 
 the train, and her money carried her to 
 Downington, where she again resumed her 
 tramp, and turned up, much to the lad's 
 astonishment, at Camp Coleman, near 
 Frankford. There the old lady, utterly 
 wearied out, fell sick, and the men, hear- 
 ing of the case, made up a collection, and 
 provided her a bed and attendance in the 
 neighborhood. But her strength revived 
 with her anxiety, and she proceeded to the 
 railroad with her boy, and kissed him a 
 good-bye at the cars, with the tears falling 
 free and warm upon her cheeks. 
 
 Distribution of his Bounty. 
 
 The better part of man's nature as well 
 as its worst features, could be seen very 
 palpably in the volunteering room, as the 
 following among many kindred instances 
 Avill show. A whole family, mother and 
 five children, led by their stalwart head, 
 the husband and father, presented them- 
 selves one day to Supervisor Blunt, in 
 New York city, for the six hundred dol- 
 lars bounty, he, the husband, having just 
 been examined and mustered in as a recruit. 
 
 It was a large family and a sorrowful 
 one — all except the little tow-headed fel- 
 low in its mother's arms, who was leaping 
 and croAving as though he really thought 
 it was excellent fun, a capital joke. The 
 family appeared like a respectable one, 
 though the hand of poverty evidently 
 rested heavily upon it, and this, most likely, 
 was the last resort, the last hope, the 
 throwing of one overboard to save the rest. 
 As ]\Ir. Blunt counted the money— .-one, 
 two, three, four, five, six hundred dollars, 
 and presented it, a kind of sickly, faint 
 smile was visible through the unbidden 
 tears which were coursing down the vol- 
 unteer's cheeks ; for his time, he knew, 
 with his family — its joys and hopes — was 
 now about up. His children were cling- 
 ing to his legs, begging him not to 
 leave them ; his wife, too full to speak, 
 
 looked unutterable griefs, and clung all 
 the closer to her babe. The money was 
 all right; he held it in his hand — more 
 than he had owned at once, perhaps, dur- 
 ing all his lifetime. Said he — 
 
 " God bless you, wife and children ; we 
 must now part, perhaps forever. This 
 money, wife, is yours — but let me give 
 some to each ; it Avill gratify me, and will 
 go to you whenever you are in want of it. 
 Here, wife, is one hundred dollars for you ; 
 may heaven bless it and you ! Here, 
 Billy, is one hundred dollars for you ; be 
 good and true to your mother, and, as you 
 are the oldest, watch faithfully over your 
 bi'Others and sisters. James, here is one 
 hundred dollars for you ; give it to your 
 mother whenever she wants it. Mary, 
 take this one hundred dollars, be a good 
 girl, and in your prayers remember 
 your father. Come here, my pet Alice, 
 here is one hundred dollars for you to keep 
 until good mamma requires it. And now, 
 my little toad without a name — yes, let us 
 call him Hope ; do you say so, wife ?'" It 
 was assented to. " Then here, you little 
 crowing cock, — bless the little fellow ! I 
 may never see him again. Kiss me, boy. 
 Here, put this hundred dollars in your 
 little hand, and don't eat it, but pass it 
 over tp your mother as soon as possible." 
 
 The noble-hearted fellow's heavy frame 
 seemed to quiver all over as he finished 
 his distribution and knew that his time had 
 come. He embraced each and all sepa- 
 rately, and declared himself ready to go. 
 
 " But," says Mr. Blunt, " there is an- 
 other hundred dollars coming to you — the 
 hand money. Who brought you here ! " 
 
 " That wee bit of a babe, your honor ; 
 I'd never come in the world had it not 
 been for that dear babe." 
 
 " Well, then, the hand money or pre- 
 mium belongs to him ! " 
 
 "Bless me, is it so? Wife, put that 
 one hundred dollars into the savings bank 
 for Hope, and never touch it if you can 
 help it — if you *can help it, mind — until 
 
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 217 
 
 he comes of age. God bless the little fel- 
 low ! He starts well in the world, after 
 all, and may yet be President. 
 
 The man stepped upon the platform of 
 the turnstile, and was whirled in out of 
 sight of the world and all he loved. 
 
 Tenderness of the President toward the 
 Low^ly. 
 
 A Avoman in a faded shawl and hood, 
 somewhat advanced in life, was admitted 
 one day, in her turn, to see President Lin- 
 coln, in his office. 
 
 Her husband and three sons, all she had 
 in the Avorld, had enlisted in the Avar. 
 But her husband having lost his life in the 
 service, she had come to ask the President 
 to release to her the oldest son. Being 
 satisfied of the truthfulness of her story, 
 he said, " Certainly, if her prop Avas taken 
 away she AA^as justly entitled to one of her 
 boys." He immediately Avrote an order 
 for the discharge of the young man. The 
 poor Avoman thanked him very gratefully, 
 and A^'ent aAvay. On reaching the army 
 she found that this son had been in a re- 
 cent engagement, AA'as Avoiuided and taken 
 to a hospital. She fomid the hospital, but 
 
 Tenderness of the President toward the Lowly. 
 
 the boy Avas dead, or died Avhile she Avas 
 there. The surgeon in charge made a 
 memorandum of the facts upon the back 
 of the President's order, and, almost bro- 
 ken-hearted, the poor woman found her 
 way again into his presence. He Avas 
 14 
 
 much affected by her appearance and story, 
 and said, 
 
 " I knoAv what you Avish me to do now, 
 and I shall do it Avithout your asking ; I 
 shall release to you your second son." 
 
 Upon this he took up his pen and com- 
 menced Avriting the order. While he was 
 Avritmg the poor Avoman stood by his side, 
 the tears running doAvn her face, and 
 passed her hand softly over his head, 
 stroking tenderly his rough hair — as a 
 fond mother Avill do to a son. By the 
 time he had finished Avriting, his OAA-n heart 
 and eyes were full. He handed her the 
 paper, saying, " Now you have one and / 
 one of the other tAvo left; that is no more 
 than right," She took the paper, and 
 reverently placing her hand again upon 
 his head, the tears still upon her cheeks, 
 said, 
 
 "The Lord bless you, Mr. President. 
 May you live a thousand years, and may 
 you ahvays be the head of this great na- 
 tion." 
 
 It Avas the Baby that did It. 
 A touching incident of President Lin- 
 coln's kindness of heart is the foUoAving, 
 as told by one of the servants attached to 
 the presidential mansion. A poor Avoman 
 from Philadelphia had been Availing, witli 
 a baby in her arms, for three days, to sec 
 the President. Her husband had fur- 
 nished a substitute for the army, but some 
 time afterAvard A^'as one day made intoxi- 
 cated by some companions, and in this state 
 induced to enlist. Soon after he reached 
 the army he deserted, thinking that as he 
 had provided a substitute, the Government 
 AA'as not entitled to his services. Ee- 
 turning home, he was, of course, arrested, 
 tried, convicted, and sentenced to be shot. 
 The sentence Avas to be executed on a 
 Saturday. On Monday, preceding, his 
 Avife left her home Avith her baby to en- 
 deavor to see the President. Said old 
 Daniel: " She had been Avaiting here three 
 days, and there Avas no chance for her to 
 set in. Late in the afternoon of the third 
 
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 day the President was going through the 
 back passage to his private rooms, to get 
 a cup of tea or take some rest. On his 
 way through tliis passage-way, (which 
 shuts the person passing entirely out of 
 view of the occupants of the ante-room,) 
 he heard the little baby cry. He instantly 
 went back to the otfice and rang the bell. 
 ' Daniel,' said he, ' is there a woman vnth 
 a baby in the ante-room ? ' I said there 
 was, and, if he would allow me to say it, 
 I thought it a case he ought to see ; for it 
 was a matter of life and death. Said he, 
 * Send her to me at once.' She went in, 
 told her stoiy, and the President pardoned 
 her husband. As the Avoman came out 
 from his presence, her eyes were lifted 
 and her lips moving in prayer, the tears 
 streaming down her cheeks." Daniel ad- 
 ded: " I went up to her and pulling her shawl 
 said, ' Madam, it was the baby that did it ! ' " 
 
 Sold by his intended Victim. 
 The employes and habitues of the Pro- 
 vost-Marshal's office in the city of Troy, 
 New York, Avere one day considerably 
 'amused by a little episode, showing the 
 
 manner in wdiich a substitute broker could 
 be victimized — done for ! — by his intended 
 victim. It seems that broker became ac- 
 quainted with a countryman who had some 
 notion about enlistment. " Oh, you're my 
 man — I can pocket two or three hmidred 
 dollars on you," muttered the joyous bro- 
 ker, at the same time inviting Greeny to 
 " take a walk and see the town." Greeny 
 accepted, and off the two started. They 
 not long after imbibed freely — in fact, very 
 freely. Broker was anxious to have 
 Greeny drink often, while his plan was to 
 keep sober. Broker had plenty of money, 
 and Avould not permit " his friend from the 
 country" to spend a smgle dime. Finally, 
 Broker — contrary altogether to his original 
 plan — became weak in the knees, while 
 Greeny was growing sober. Result : 
 Greeny marched Mr. Broker to the Mar- 
 shal's office, had him examined, was ac- 
 cepted and sworn in as a substitute. 
 Greeny pocketed the profits, and started 
 for the country. Mr. Broker became a 
 sojourner on Hart's Island, in company 
 with several of his victims. Verdict — 
 served him right. 
 
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PART THIRD: 
 
 ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION— GREAT CONFLICTS AND 
 
 ACHIEVEMENTS OF THE ARMY, AND ILLUSTRIOUS 
 
 EXAMPLES OF INDIVIDUAL HEROISM IN 
 
 THE RANK AND FILE; ETC. 
 
 Brilliant Battle Scenes ; Military Characteristics of the Leading Generals, — 
 THEIR Appearance, Conversations, Orders, Tactics and Bravery, when Con- 
 fronting the Enemy ; Martyrs on the Gory Field ; Unparalleled Fortitude 
 AND Endurance; Coolness and Intrepidity in Danger; Bold Movements of Ar- 
 tillery, Cavalry, and Infantry ; Splendid Charges ; Desperate Hand-to-Hand 
 Encounters ; Extraordinary Sharpshooting ; Examples of Youthful Courage ; 
 Dealings with Bushwhackers and Guerillas; Celebrities and Adventures of 
 Camp, Picket, Spy, Scout, and Staff; Peril, Terror, Panic and Disaster; Mirtu- 
 Provoking Sights, Scenes, Whims, Squibs, Oddities, &c., &c. 
 
 " Strike for that broad and goodly land 
 Blow after blow ; till men shall see 
 • That Might and Right move hand in hand. 
 
 And glorious must their triumph be 1 " 
 '• He sleeps where he fell, 'mid the battle's roar, 
 
 With his comtndes true and brave ; 
 And his noble form we shall see no more, — 
 It rests in a hero's grave." 
 No enemy can withstand you, and no defences, however formidable, can check your onward march. — General Gr.s.vt 
 to his army. 
 
 Boys, your field officers are all gone ! I will lead you. — General Willlams, at Baton llnvge,just before he fell mur- 
 taUy wounded. 
 Men, don't run till I runi— TAe lamented CoL. E. D. Baker, at BalVs Bluff. 
 
 Why don't you go after 'em? Don't mind me, I'll catch up, — I'm a Uttle cold, but running will warm me. — Dijing 
 icorrfi 0/ Albert, the Mass. drum7ner boy. 1^ 
 
 Plantingr the Flag: on Mission Ridgre Crest. 
 
 'story of the battle 
 of Mission Ridge is 
 struck "with immor- 
 tality; the gray quar- 
 ^ry there still firmly 
 -belted itself ; thereb- 
 f el army -was terribly 
 battered at the edges, 
 but yet full in our 
 front it grimly waited, biding out its time. 
 The base attained, what then ? A heavy 
 rebel work, packed with the enemy, rim- 
 ming it like a battlement 1 
 
 That work carried, and what then ? A 
 hUl, struggling up out of the valley, four 
 hundred feet, rained on by bullets, SAvept 
 by shot and shell ! 
 
 Another line oL works — and then, up 
 like a Gothic r(^|**Tough Avith rocks, a 
 wreck witfi fallen trees, four hundred feet 
 more! 
 
 Another ring of fire and iron, and then 
 the crest, and then — the enemy ! 
 
 To dream of such a journey would be 
 madness ; to devise it a thing incredible ; 
 to do it a deed impossible. But Grant 
 was guilty of them all, and Granger was 
 equal to the work. 
 
 At half-past three a group of generals 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE EEBELLION. 
 
 Stood upon Orchard Knob. The hero of 
 Vicksburg was there, cahn, clear, persist- 
 ent, far-seeing; Thomas, Meigs, Hunter, 
 Granger, Reynolds. Generals Grant, 
 Thomas^ and Granger conferred, an order 
 tras given, and in an instant the Knoh was 
 cleared like a ship's deck for action. At 
 twenty minutes of four. Granger stood 
 upon the parapet ; six gmis at intervals 
 of two seconds, the signal to advance. 
 Strong and 'steady his voice rang out : 
 " Number one, fire ! Number two, fire ! 
 
 Number three, fire ! " — like the toll of the 
 clock Q^ destiny ; and when at " Number 
 six, fire ! " the roar throbbed out with the 
 flash, the line that had been lying behind 
 tlie works all day, all night, and all day 
 again, leaped like a blade from its scabbard, 
 and swept with a t\^|»le stroke towards 
 the ridge. From Tensions to brigades, 
 from brigades to regiments, the order ran. 
 The tempest that now broke upon their 
 heads was terrible to the rebels. General 
 Grangei''s aids radiated over the field, to 
 left, right, and front. 
 
 " Take the Ridge if you can " — " Take 
 the Ridge if you can ! " — and so it went 
 along the line. 
 
 Sheridan, one of the most gallant of 
 leaders, rode to and fro along the first line 
 
 of rifle pits, as calmly as a chess player. 
 An aid rode up with an order. '' Ave^-, 
 that flask," said the General. Quietly 
 filling the pewter cup, Sheridan looked up 
 at the battery that frowned above him, by 
 Bragg's headquarters, shook his cap amid 
 that storm of everything that killed, when 
 one could hardly hold their hand without 
 catching a bullet in it, and with a " How 
 are you ? " tosses off the cup. The blue 
 battle-flag of the rebels fluttered a response 
 to the cool salute, and the next instant 
 the battery let fly its six guns, showering 
 Sheridan with earth. Alluding to that 
 compliment with anything but a blank 
 
 Maj. Gen. Geor^ H. Thomas. 
 
 cartridge, the General remarked to one 
 near him, in his usual quiet way, " I 
 
 thought it ungenerous ! " 
 
 Wheeling towards the men, he cheered 
 them to the charge, and made at the hill like 
 a bold-riding hunter. Amid sheets of flame, 
 plunging shot, and mangled comrades, 
 they wrestled for tlie Eidge, clambering 
 steadily on-up-upward still! The race 
 of the Union flags grew every moment 
 more terrible. Just as the sun, weary of 
 the scene, was sinking out of sight, Avith 
 magnificent bursts of exultation all along 
 the line — exactly as the crested seas leap 
 up at the breakwater, the advance snrged 
 over the cresl, and in a minute those Union 
 flags fluttered along the fringe wh^-e fifty 
 rebel suns were kenneled. 
 
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 223 
 
 Not a single G-eneral on the Battlefield, 
 . The regiments constituting the resei've, 
 at ^he battle of Bull Run, under acting 
 Major-General Miles, had an experience 
 which, in one respect, was without a par- 
 allel in that or any other battle of equal 
 importance. At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, 
 the New York Sixteenth and Tliirty-fii'st, 
 being well in advance toward Blackburn's 
 Ford, were called upon to stem the tide 
 of the Virginia cavalry, who were swoop- 
 ing at our retreating forces. An order 
 from Miles, consequently, sent the First 
 California regiment, under Colonel Math- 
 fwson, of the New York Thirty-second, 
 forward to their support ; but though the 
 cavalry was thus turned to the right about, 
 it was found to be impossible to stem the 
 mad career of the extraoi'dinary mass that 
 came pouring back from Centreville. 
 
 The best that could be done, therefore, 
 was for the California regiment to stay 
 just where it was, and in absence of further 
 orders, lend what aid it could to the pro- 
 tection of Green's battery, which was bus- 
 ily plying its fire upon the harrassing ap- 
 proaches of the Virginia horse. AVhile 
 the Thirty-second was in this position, the 
 Sixteenth and Thirty-first having passed 
 within its range, a youthful Orderly rode 
 up to Colonel Mathewson to inform him 
 that the Black Cavalry, sheltered from 
 his observation by a piece of woods, were 
 comuig upon the right, and if he would 
 take a cut with his regiment across the 
 fields, they would be turned back upon 
 their errand. 
 
 The evolution was performed, gave the 
 protection that Avas desired, and the Black 
 Horse gave up its purpose in that quarter. 
 While the regiment, however, was ad- 
 hering to this position, the same youth 
 who had imparted the previous suggestion 
 rode up to that regiment again, and told 
 Mathewson he had better fall back on 
 Centreville^ as his duty at that spot had 
 been thoroughly performed. 'As this was 
 about the first sign of orders (Avith one 
 single exception) he had received during 
 
 the entire day, Mathewson felt some ciiri- 
 osity tQ leam who this young Lieutenant 
 was, and whence these orders came ; he 
 therefore turned sharply on the youth, 
 who, he now perceived, could not be more 
 than tAventy-two or twenty-three, and said : 
 
 "Young man, I would like to know 
 your name." 
 
 " I am a son of Quartermaster-General 
 Meigs," rephed the youth. , 
 
 " By whose authority then' do you de- 
 liver me these orders?" was the Cali- 
 fornian's next inquiry. ■ . 
 
 The young man smiled and remarked — 
 
 " Well, Sir, the truth is, that for the last 
 few hours I have been giving all the orders 
 for this division, and acting as General 
 too, for there is not a single General on 
 the field" 
 
 This incident is surely worthy of notice 
 among the lessons of that eventful day. 
 
 His Knapsack Told the Tale. 
 
 The day before General Grant attacked 
 Fort Donelson, the troops had had a march 
 of twenty miles, part of it during a bitter 
 cold night. Grant called a council of war 
 to consider whether they should attack the 
 fort at once, or should give the troops a 
 day or two of rest. The officers were in 
 favor Qf resting. Grant said nothing until 
 they had all given their opinion ;- then he 
 said : " There is a deserter who came in 
 this morning, let us see him and hear 
 what he has to say." When he came, in. 
 Grant looked into his knapsack. " Where 
 are you from?" <f^ort Donelson." "Six 
 days' rations in your knapsack, have you 
 not, my man?" "Yes, Sir." "When 
 were they served out?" "Yesterday 
 morning." " Were the same rations 
 served out to all the troops?" "Yes, 
 Sir." 
 
 " Gentlemen," said Grant, " troops do 
 not have six days' rations served out to 
 them in a fort if they mean to stay there. 
 These men mean to retreat, not to fight : 
 we Avill attack at once." 
 
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 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION, 
 
 His action was as good as his word, and 
 the eagles of victory soon perched upon 
 his glorious banners. 
 
 Explaining- the Initials "0. V. M." 
 An incident wo«'th iiarratmg occurred 
 soon after the first occupation by the 
 Union forces of the country around Falls 
 Church and Vienna, the brigade of Gener4lder him, some of his officers interposed 
 
 al Tyler being on picket in that vicinity. 
 The Ohio boys under General Schenck had 
 been fired upon from a masked battery at 
 the last named place, and some of the 
 brave fellows were murdered. The re- 
 mainder were anxious fof a sight of the 
 " gray backs ; " and when Lieutenant Up- 
 ton, a brave officer on General Tyler's 
 staff, called for a party for a scout, they 
 were ready. Lieutenant U. went some 
 distance into the country, and obtained 
 much valuable information. At one place 
 he visited the house of a well-known se- 
 cessionist, and succeeded in making the 
 inmates believe the party were all "se- 
 cesh." He found out the whereabouts 
 and strength of the enemy, and feasted on 
 the best the gardens and cellars afforded. 
 All went well till a cap-pouch, that had 
 been very carefully placed over the letters 
 O. V. M. (Ohio Volunteer Militia) on the 
 waist-belt plates of the men, became mis- 
 placed, and one of the young ladies, who 
 had been very forward in giving the de- 
 sired information, became alarmed, and 
 asked the meaning of the letters. The 
 Lieutenant was as ready with a reply as 
 he would have been if it had been an 
 order to surrender, 
 
 '• They mean," said he, " Old Virginia 
 Militia." 
 
 The explanation was perfectly satisfac- 
 tory, and the Lieutenant took his depart- 
 ure. But the household soon occupied 
 apartments in "Washington at the expense 
 of the Government. 
 
 and the scales seemed all the time nearly 
 equally balanced. It Avas almost incon- 
 ceivably fierce, and the Union cause lost 
 one of its bravest and most beloved de- 
 fenders — General Lyon, who was carried 
 from the field a corpse. "While he was 
 standing where bullets flew thickest, just 
 after his favorite horse was shot from un- 
 
 and begged that he would retire from the 
 spot and seek one less exposed. Scarcely 
 raising his eyes from the enemy, he said : 
 
 " It is well enough that I stand here. 
 I am satisfied." 
 
 Lyon had been wounded in the early 
 part of the engagement. He had been struck 
 by three shots ; one in the heel, a second 
 in the fleshy part of his thigh, and a third 
 in the back of his head, which had cut it 
 open to the skull. His surgeon begged 
 him to retire to the rear and have his 
 wounds dressed. "No — these are noth- 
 ing," was the General's reply, and, though 
 wounded and streaming with blood, he 
 mounted his horse and led the Kansas and 
 loAva regiments to the fatal charge, say- 
 mg: 
 
 " I fear that the day is lost ; if Colonel 
 Sigel had been successful, he would have 
 joined us before this. I think I will lead 
 this charge; Forward, men ! I will lead 
 you!" 
 
 His horse had hardly sprung forward, 
 when a minie ball struck Lyon in the 
 breast, and passing out at the back severed 
 in its course the aorta, the principal blood- 
 vessel of the heart. He fell into the 
 arms of his body-servant, saying, " Leh- 
 man, I am killed ; take care of my body," — 
 and instantly expired. 
 
 One of the bravest of the brave was 
 Nat. Lyon ! 
 
 Duel on Horseback in one of the Peninsular 
 Battles. 
 
 Colonel Estoan, a Confederate officer, 
 
 and author of " Notes from the South," 
 
 Lyon's Bravery and Sacrifice. gives the following very graphic account 
 
 The battle of Wilson's Creek raged of an episode in one of the fights that 
 
 with unabated fury for more than an hour, ; took place during McClellau's operations 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 
 
 225 
 
 on the peninsular : — Meantime an episode 
 in the fight occured, in the shape of a duel 
 between one of the enemy's dragoons and 
 one of our Texans on a small field close 
 by. The dragoon evidently scorned to 
 join in the fight of his comrades, and dis- 
 played such skill in the management of 
 his horse and the use of his sword that it 
 was quite a pleasure to watch him. ' 
 
 In vain did the Texan make Imige after 
 lunge, and try all sorts of expedients to 
 overcome his antagonist. The dragoon 
 sat as firm as a rock in his saddle, wield- 
 ing his sword like a brand of lightning. 
 By the manner in which he handled his 
 horse and weapon I judged at a glance 
 that he was a German trooper, and I could 
 not help watching the exciting contest with 
 great interest. The Texan still continued 
 to wheel round his opponent on his fleet 
 barb, eagerly seeking to deal a home 
 thrust, whilst the dragoon, with a cool 
 steady eye, followed all the movements of 
 his impetuous antagonist. At last they 
 close in earnest. A blow — a parry — a 
 thi'ust — follow close on each other ! 
 
 The Texan had slashed the dragoon's 
 shoulder, so that the blood began to flow, 
 which aroused a cheer from the Texans 
 looking on, but at the same moment the 
 former received a back stroke, which cut 
 through the sleeve and flesh of his left 
 arm. The Texan now backed his horse 
 like lightning, and his fellow troopers 
 rushed foi'ward to look at his Avoimd ; but 
 without paymg any heed to his hurt, he 
 again dashed at his opponent, and made a 
 lunge at his breast. The dragoon parried 
 it with great dexterity, and at the same 
 time let fly a " quarte," Avhich caused a 
 slashing wound in the Texan's back. The 
 latter spurred on his horse to a little dis- 
 tance, and before I could take means to 
 prevent the cowardly act, he deliberately 
 took out a pistol and shot the brave dra- 
 goon, who fell dead from his saddle. The 
 bullet had entered just below the region 
 of the heart. 
 
 Much grieved at his fate, I ordered a 
 
 grave to be dug to receive the remains of 
 the brave German trooper. We buried 
 him in his regimentals, with his trusty 
 sword on his breast and his pistol by his 
 side. This sad act having been performed, 
 I sent for the Texan, and after reprimand- 
 ing him severely for his cowardly conduct, 
 I ordered him to seek service in some 
 other corps, telling him that I could not 
 thmk of allowing a fellow of his stamp to 
 remain in my regiment. The Texan 
 scowled at me with his wild cat-like eyes, 
 and muttering a curse, mounted his horse 
 and rode away. 
 
 Stray Leaf in the Vicksbtirgr Campaign. 
 
 On the first of April, 1863, Generals 
 Grant, Shennan, Oglesby, Secretary of 
 State Hatch and Auditor Jesse R. Dubois, 
 of Illinois, with some others, were on 
 board the flag-ship of Commodore Porter's 
 squadron, the party having been up the 
 Yazoo River to Haines's Bluif, on a re- 
 connoissance of the fortifications. While 
 the other gentlemen were in the cabin, 
 discussing public questions. General Grant 
 and Mr. Dubois withdrew, and being in 
 company on the deck, the following con- 
 versation ensued between the two : 
 
 General Grant. — Uncle Jesse, to tell 
 you the truth, I have come to my wit's 
 end as regards the capture of Vicksburg. 
 I really do not know what next move to 
 make. I have tried everything I could 
 think of, and here we are yet. I have 
 been advised that we go back to IMemphis, 
 and commence an overland march jEronl 
 that point. 
 
 Mr. Dubois. — General Grant, you can- 
 not do that. If you take this army back 
 to Memphis, with all this array of gun- 
 boats and transports and all your material 
 of war, the effect will be disastrous on the 
 country. This infernal constitution in our 
 State was only defeated by superhuman 
 exertions. Another election is almost 
 upon us, and the whole Northwest is on 
 the verge of revolution. If you go back^ 
 you strengthen the hands of the traitors 
 
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 and K. G. C.'s at home. They Avill call ' cut him short by saying that he had di- 
 your movement a retreat, and more loudly gested and arranged the entire details for 
 than ever assert that the South cannot be the movement, and only required him — 
 
 conquered. If you can do no better, you 
 must storm Vicksburg. If it costs the 
 lives of forty thousand men it must be 
 taken. It is a terrible thing to think of, 
 but it must be done. 
 
 General Grant replied that he Avould 
 reflect upon the matter during the night, 
 and let Mr. Dubois know of his determin- 
 ation in the morning. When the morning 
 came, General Grant met Mr. Dubois vpith 
 a cheerful countenance, and the following 
 conversation took place : — 
 
 General Grant. — Uncle Jesse, you are 
 going home to-day ; tell Governor Yates 
 and the people of Illinois for me, that I 
 will take Vicksburg in sixty days. 
 
 Mr. Dubois. — General Grant, I am glad 
 to hear you say this ; but all I ask you to 
 allow me to tell them is, that you will take 
 \^icksburg, — I don't care whether in sixty 
 days or in^^ix months. 
 
 General Grant. — I am bound to take it. 
 I have decided on my plans. I will not 
 tell you what they are. Even with the 
 best intentions, you might disclose them 
 to the detriment of the movement. 
 
 They then parted, and Geheral Grant 
 detailed his plan to General Sherman, 
 who protested in writing, but placed him- 
 self under the General's orders. 
 
 Auditor Dubois went home and told 
 Governor Yates that Grant would take 
 Vicksburg ; that he had no doubt of it ; 
 that General Grant told him to tell him 
 so, and that he must tell it to the people 
 as coming from General Grant. It will 
 be remembered that the promise of Gen- 
 eral Grant was published hi the papers at 
 the time, and that Governor Yates repeat- 
 ed it from the stump. 
 
 General Grant's next move was to send 
 for General John A. McClernand, and 
 ordered him to march his corps from Mil- 
 liken's Bend to the Grand Gulf General 
 McClernand proposed some changes in the 
 details of the plan ; but General Grant 
 
 General McC, — to execute his orders. 
 McClernand said he would do that to the 
 best of his ability, and departed on his 
 expedition. 
 
 There are those who know that, at this 
 very time, strenuous efforts wei'e being 
 made at Washington for the removal of 
 General Grant. Not only West Point 
 was arranged against him, but Republican 
 members of Congress, some of them from 
 Illinois, went to Mr. Lincoln and urged 
 his removal, taking back their former in- 
 dorsements of him. Leading Republican 
 papers also loudly denounced him, and 
 clamored for his supersedure. At thi« 
 time, a prominent Republican and retired 
 officeholder from Illinois, who had been 
 down the river buying cotton, wrote a 
 letter to Mr. Lincohi, denouncing General 
 Grant, predicting his failure, and urging 
 the appointment of General Pope to his 
 command. He brought the letter to Hon. 
 C. M. Hatch, then Illinois Secretary of 
 State, and one of Mr. Lincoln's most inti- 
 mate friends, and asked him to direct it, 
 but did not show him its contents. He 
 represented to Mr. Hatch that Mr. Nico- 
 lay, who had been. Mi'. Hatch's deputy- 
 clerk, seeing the handwriting, would hand 
 it to Mr. Lincoln. Hearing of the occur- 
 rence, and suspecting a trick, Mr. Dubois 
 made Mr. Hatch write a letter to the 
 President, Avhich both signed, and which 
 lu-ged him to do nothing against Grant ; 
 that they had been down the river, and, 
 so flir as they had anything to say in the 
 matter, they were perfectly satisfied Avith 
 him. 
 
 Not the least interesting incidents con- 
 nected with this " inside vieAv" of matters, 
 are, the written protest by General Sher- 
 man against General Grant's circuitous 
 march around Vicksburg, and by which he 
 cut himself off from his base of supplies ; 
 General Sherman's direction that the pro- 
 test be forwarded to Washington, and 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISBI, ETC.- 
 
 227 
 
 General Grant's never so forwarding it ; 
 and afterward, when Vicksburg was about 
 to surrender, the tearing-up of said pro- 
 test, by General Grant, in General Sher- 
 man's presence, much to the satisfaction 
 of the latter. 
 
 Deathly Encounter between Hunt and 
 Loug-hborough. 
 
 Among the prisoners released from 
 Richmond, in January, 1862, was Captain 
 Ralph Hunt, of the First Kentucky regi- 
 ment, — Captaui H. belonging himself in 
 Clark coimty, Ohio. In September, 1861, 
 his regiment formed a part of the force 
 under General Cox, encamped near Gau- 
 ley's Bridge, in Western Virginia. The 
 enemy were desirous of dislodging the 
 General, and about the 3d of September 
 attempted a reconnoissance in some force. 
 Our pickets were driven in, and Captain 
 Hunt was ordered out with his company 
 to make observations of the force and 
 movements of the enemy and report there- 
 on. The whole country thereabouts is 
 thickly covered with scrubby pine and 
 cedar, so that a man may escape notice at 
 a few yards distance. Pushing his way 
 through the bushes and scrubby trees 
 until he obtained a position commanding 
 the road by which the rebels must advance, 
 the Captain halted his men where they 
 Avere concealed from observation, and 
 ordered them to lie quiet and await orders ; 
 a few men had been sent in advance as 
 scouts, but it seems that these were bewil- 
 dered amidst the dwarf pines and bushes, 
 and, in making their Avay back, vuifortu- 
 nately got into the Captain's rear. 
 
 The Captain, after posting his men, had 
 gone forward a few yards, accompanied by 
 two of his men, and, hearing an advance 
 upon the road, stepped forward a few 
 paces, m expectation of seeing his return- 
 ing scouts, but the party advancing along 
 the road turned out to be the leading files 
 of the advanced guard of the rebel forces. 
 With these was a fine-looking officer named 
 Loughborough, who had been sent out to 
 
 drill the Confederate troops in that region. 
 This officer was marching some distance 
 m advance of his men, and, catching sight 
 of Captain Hunt, poured forth a torrent 
 of imprecations, — exclaiming — 
 
 " Come out, you Yankee son 
 
 of a , and be shot ! " 
 
 Saying this, the rebel fiend raised to his 
 shoulder instantly his Mississippi rifle. 
 Captain Hunt had a musket with him — 
 the oi'dinary smooth bore, wdiich he im- 
 mediately leveled at his adversary. The 
 combatants were about fifty yards apart — ' 
 each fired at the same instant ; the Adju- 
 tant's ball whistled close by the Captain's 
 ear, but the Adjutant himself, with a curse 
 upon his lips, fell dead Avith a bullet 
 through his brain. So instantaneous Avas 
 his death, that not a limb quivered after 
 the body touched the earth. 
 
 Not less than seven shots were instantly 
 fired at Captain Hunt, none of them, how- 
 ever, taking effect. The enem\\, enraged 
 at the loss of a favorite officer, were at 
 first inclined to be revengeful ; but the 
 gallantry he had just displayed, and the 
 coolness with Avhich he bore himself when 
 in their power, finally won their respect. 
 The men of Captain Hunt's company sup- 
 posed their leader to be killed, and made 
 good their escape to camp. Hunt and the 
 two men with him were so surrounded that 
 escape was impossible. Refusing to give 
 his parole, Captain Hunt Avas ironed, and, 
 after visiting several of the towns in Vir- 
 ginia, was confined m the tobacco factory 
 at Richmond. 
 
 "Young: America" at Fort Donelson. 
 In a little open field in the Avoods Avhich 
 had been the scene of the hottest portion 
 of the Fort Donelson conflict, there was 
 afterward found one living mortal among 
 the multitudinous dead. On approaching 
 this person, he was found to be a mere 
 stripling with the garb of a Federal soldier, 
 and at least, in his OAvn estimation, just 
 then, a pretty foraiidable one at that. 
 " Do you see that old secesh ? " said he, 
 
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 pointing to a stalwart body at least six 
 feet in length, stretched out a short distance 
 from him, — " well, I killed him ; " and with 
 evident pride he went on to say how the 
 dead enemy was the color-bearer of a 
 rebel regiment, and as he was lying there 
 beside that ^tump, had taunted him with 
 
 Young America. 
 
 being an Abolitionist, and told him to 
 ' come out of there.' He did come out, 
 and to the sad detriment of his Goliah- 
 like antagonist. The boy had come a 
 mile or more from his camp to get a 
 glimpse of his fallen foe. 
 
 " Thpit on It." 
 
 A good story is told of a lisping officer 
 in the army having been victimized by a 
 brother officer (noted for his cool deliber- 
 ation and strong nerves), and his getting 
 square with him in the following manner. 
 The cool joker, the Captain, was always 
 quizzing the lisping officer, a Lieutenant, 
 for his nervousness. 
 
 " Why," said he, one day, in the pres- 
 ence of his company, " nervousness is all 
 nonsense ; I tell you. Lieutenant, no brave 
 man will be nervous." 
 
 "Well," inquired his lisping friend, 
 " How would you do, thpose a shell with 
 an inch futhe thould drop itthclf into a 
 walled angle, in which you had taken 
 thelter from a company of tharpthoot- 
 
 herth, and where it wath thertain, if you 
 put your nothe, you'd get peppered." 
 
 " How ? " said the Captain, winking at 
 the circle ; " why take it cool, and spit on 
 the fuse." 
 
 The party broke up, and all retired ex- 
 cept the patrol. The next morning a 
 number of soldiers were assembled on the 
 parade and talking in clusters, when along 
 came the lisping Lieutenant. Lazily 
 opening his eyes he remarked : 
 
 " I want to try an experiment thith 
 morning, and thee how exceedingly cool 
 you can be." 
 
 Saying this, he walked deliberately into 
 the Captain's quarters, where a fire was 
 burning on the hearth, and placing in the 
 hottest centre a powder canister, instantly 
 retreated. There was but one mode of 
 egress from the quarters, and that was 
 upon the parade ground, the road being 
 built lip for defence. The occupant took 
 one look at the canister, comprehended the 
 situation, and in a moment dashed at the 
 door, but it was fastened on the outside. 
 
 " Charley, let me out, for your love for 
 me !" shouted the Captain. 
 
 " Thpit on the canister ! " shouted he in 
 return. 
 
 Not a moment was to be lost. He had 
 first caught up a blanket to cover his 
 egress ; but now, dropping it, he raised 
 the window and out he bounded, sans com- 
 plimens, sa7is everything but a very short 
 undergarment ; and thus, with hair almost 
 on end, he dashed upon a full parade 
 ground. The shouts which hailed him 
 called out the whole barracks to see what 
 was the mattei^ and the dignified Captain 
 pulled a Sergeant in front of him to hide 
 himself. 
 
 " Why didn't you thpit on it ? " inquired 
 the Lieutenant. 
 
 " Because there were no sharpshooters 
 in front to stop a retreat," answered the 
 redoubtable Captain. 
 
 « All I got to thay, then, ith," said the 
 Lieutenant, " that you might thafely have 
 
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 229 
 
 done it, for I'll thware there wathn't a 
 tliingle grain of powder in it." 
 
 The Captain has never spoken of nerv- 
 oit-iness since. 
 
 Two College-Mates Colonels in Opposing' 
 Armies. 
 
 In the class of 185-, at Waterville Col- 
 lege, Maine, were two youiig men who 
 had been chums while fitting for college, 
 at the same school, and were chums 
 through the entire college course, and after 
 graduating pursued their legal studies at 
 the same law school, and were chums dur- 
 ing that period also. After admission to 
 the bar, one went South to seek his for- 
 tune, the other West. After the breaking 
 out of the rebellion, the one who went 
 South enlisted in the Confederate ai'my, 
 the other in the Union army. They both 
 afterward rose to the rank of Colonel, and 
 both took part in the battle of Mission 
 Ridge, in command of their respective 
 regiments. It so happened, that the Con- 
 federate Colonel, at the head of a Tennes- 
 see regiment, was in support of a battery 
 which the regiment in command of the 
 Union Colonel was ordered to take at the 
 point of the bayonet. 
 
 The battery was taken ; but so. desper- 
 ate had been the conflict, that both Colo- 
 nels fell mortally wounded. After the 
 fight was over, a Union Captain, himself a 
 classmate of the two Colonels, being de- 
 tailed to bury the dead, found the two 
 college classmates and chums lying side 
 by side on the battle-field, with their right 
 hands clasped and both dead. They had 
 evidently recognized each other after being 
 wounded, and the old ties of friendship 
 had asserted their supremacy, and together 
 their spirits had passed mto the eternal 
 world. Side by side, in the same grave, 
 they sleep their last sleep. 
 
 Traitor Generals conferring over the " Last 
 Ditch." 
 
 On the morning of February 16th,, 
 1862, about one o'clock, it had been deteK^^ 
 
 mined by the rebel officers in command at 
 Fort Donelson to cut their way through 
 the rebel lines, destroy the army stores, 
 and retreat to Nashville. But scouts were 
 sent out and reported that it would be im- 
 possible to effect the communication plan- 
 ned, on account of Union troops at all 
 pomts and the impassable condition of the 
 slough to be crossed, — that " last ditch," it 
 is presumed ! 
 
 A conference of the rebel Generals was 
 now held, and notwithstanding the fact 
 of communication being thus cut off", Gen- 
 eral Pillow urged the attempt to cut their 
 way out or make a fight for one day more, 
 in which time he thought they could get 
 steamboats enough to cross the river, and 
 escape by Clarksville. 
 
 General Bilckner then said that, from 
 the worn out and distressed condition of 
 his men, and the occupation of the rifle- 
 pits on the extreme right by the enemy, 
 he could not hold his position for half 
 an hour if attacked by the enemy at day- 
 light, which he would certainly do. 
 
 "Why can't you?" asked General Pil- 
 loAV ; " I think you can, sir," and added 
 that the occupation of their rifle-pits by 
 the Federals left an open gateway to the 
 river battery, and he thought they ought 
 to cut their way through, at all hazards. 
 
 " I know my positi(yi," retorted Buck- 
 ner ; " I can only bring to bear against the 
 enemy 4,000 men, while he can oppose 
 me with any given number." 
 
 " Well, gentlemen, Avliat do you intend 
 to do? I am in favor of fightmg out," 
 responded PilloAV. 
 
 General Floyd then asked General 
 Buckner Avhat he had to say. General 
 Buckner replied quickly, that to attempt 
 to cut their Avay out through the enemy's 
 lines would cost a sacrifice of three-fourths 
 of his command, and that no General had 
 a right to make such a sacrifice of human 
 life. General Floyd admitted the fact 
 and concurred with General Buckner on 
 this point. General Pillow then remarked 
 that there Avas but one alternative left, 
 
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 and that was capitulation ; and addi-essing 
 himself to General Floyd, said : 
 
 " Sir, I shall neither surrender the com- 
 mand nor myself; 1 will die first." 
 
 " Neither will I surrender myself," re- 
 plied General Floyd ; " you know my rela- 
 tion with the Federal Government, and it 
 would not do." 
 
 Buckner replied that he thought no per-, 
 sonal feeling ought to control official action. 
 Floyd admitted this, and said, neverthe- 
 less, it was his determination. 
 
 " Then, gentlemen," said Buckner, " I 
 suppose the surrender will devolve on 
 me." 
 
 " General," said Floyd to Buckner, " if 
 you are put m command, will you allow 
 me to take out my brigade ? " 
 
 " Yes, sir, if you move your command 
 l)efore I send my offer of capitulation to 
 the enemy." 
 
 " Then," said General Floyd, " I surren- 
 der the command." 
 
 " I -svill not accept it, as my pui-pose is 
 never to surrender," said Pillow, upon 
 whom the command next devolved. 
 
 " I will accept it," inmiediately replied 
 Buckner, " and will share the fate of my 
 command," — and at once called for pen, 
 ink and paper, and a bugler to sound a 
 parley, it being too dark to send a flag of 
 truce. y 
 
 Pillow then asked if it would be proper 
 lor him to make his escape. To which 
 Floyd replied, that was a question for 
 every man to decide for himself, but that 
 he would be glad for every man to make 
 his escape that could. 
 
 Colonel Forrest now addressed General 
 Buckner, saying, " General, I think there 
 is more fight in our men than you suppose; 
 but if you will let me, I will also take out 
 my command," — to which Buckner and 
 Floyd both assented. Turning to General 
 Pillow, Forrest then said : 
 
 " General, I have fought under your 
 command, what shall I do ? " 
 
 " Cut your way out ! " answered Pillow. 
 " I will, by G — ! " replied Forrest. 
 
 All the officers then retired, leaving 
 Bucliner in command. The sequel is well 
 known. 
 
 Is the Colonel at Home ? 
 
 Captain Kemper, at the head of a squad 
 of cavalry, went down into Platte county, 
 Missouri, one day, on an amateur scout, 
 and was rewarded by scaring up a fidl- 
 growm Confederate Colonel, whom he cap- 
 tured under the following rather " domes- 
 tic " circumstances : 
 
 The name of the captured officer Avas 
 John W. Hinston, 'Colonel of the First 
 
 Is the Colonel at home '! 
 
 Missouri Rifles, C. S. A.' The Captain 
 heard of the Colonel's being in the neigh- 
 borhood of Platte City, and therefore " put " 
 for his residence, about six miles below 
 that point. On nearing the Colonel's 
 abode, the Captain was somewhat in ad- 
 vance of his men, and on riding up to the 
 back of the house saw a man put his head 
 out of the wdndow, and then with a quick 
 dodge draw it in again. The men, in the 
 meantime, canje i;p in front of the house. 
 and by this means "out flanked" the Col 
 onel, and completely cut off his retreat. 
 
 Captain Kemper now alighted, entered 
 the house, and asked a lady, " Is the Col- 
 onel at home ? " She replied, '" No ; there 
 are no gentlemen about the house." But 
 ! she could not " come the giraffe " over the 
 Captain in that kind of style, for his loyal 
 eyes had already seen tlie '"human face 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 
 
 231 
 
 divine" of a geutlemau ornuinenting the 
 window. 
 
 He tlierefore instituted a search, his men 
 even going under the house with lighted 
 candles. Still, sure enough, there could 
 be found " no gentleman about the house." 
 At last, some bedding lying in the corner 
 of a room was exammed, and — there lay 
 the Colonel between the upper and nether 
 ticks, dressed in the Confederate vmiform, 
 and as bright as a cricket ! He immedi- 
 ately and unconditionally surrendered him- 
 self a prisoner of w^ar, acknowledgmg in 
 the person of Captain Kemper, the " one 
 man power,'' and that his little domestic 
 arranjiement was a "goner." 
 
 without a groan. Tuttle immediately re- 
 treated from the place, and safely arri\ed 
 inside of the Federal lines. 
 
 Dick Bow^les Parting ^with bis Revolver. 
 
 The noted guerilla chief, Dick Bowles, 
 met with an end as unexpected as it was 
 ti'agical in the last degree. He was killed 
 about seven miles from Gilbertsville, Lime- 
 stone coimty, Alabama, by L-a 0. Tuttle, 
 the young and daring chief of scouts of the 
 Army of the Cumberland. Tuttle sought 
 Bowles, and represented himself as Avilling 
 to engage in any scheme of murder and 
 plunder which niight be proposed. BoAvles 
 was (hsai'med of suspicion, and related to 
 Tuttle a short history of his life, in which 
 he boasted of the many acts of plunder in 
 which he had engaged, and the deliberate 
 murders he had committed. Tuttle heard 
 him through, and carelessly asked to ex- 
 amine the revolver with which Bowles was 
 idly toymg. Without any thought of sus- 
 picion, the revol /er changed hands. Tut- 
 tle coolly cocked the pistol, and informed 
 Bowles who he was, and, drawing his 
 watch from his pocket, said : 
 
 " You have just one minute and a half 
 to live ; if you wish to humbly pray to 
 CTod, kneel down, and be expeditious, for, 
 by my soul, you die ! " 
 
 Quick as a flash of lightning, Bowles 
 made a forward movement to grasp the 
 pistol, when Tuttle as quickly pulled the 
 trigger, and the ball penetrated the brain 
 of the guerilla chief. He fell and died 
 
 One Obscure Patriot BafEiing: a Wbole Rebel 
 Army. 
 
 The fact that General Buckner did not 
 take the city of Louisville instead of stop- 
 ping at Green River, where he invaded 
 Kentucky on the Ime of the Louisville and 
 Nashville railroad, was due, not to any 
 foresight or force of the United States au- 
 thorities or of the Union men of Kentucky, 
 but to the loyalty, courage and tact of one 
 obscure individual. 
 
 The secessionists had laid theii* plans to 
 appear suddenly in Louisville with a pow- 
 erful force. They had provided for trans- 
 portation four hundred cars and fifteen 
 locomotivcjs, and had eight thousand men, 
 witli artillery and camp equipage, on board. 
 They had secured the services of the tele- 
 graph operators, one of wdiom forwarded 
 to Louisville a dispatch explaining the de- 
 tention of trains on the road, and thmgs 
 were moving forward at a grand rate. 
 Everything was going well with them, and 
 Louisville, with perhaps the exception of a 
 few secessionists, was unsuspected and un- 
 guarded, — General Anderson being inno- 
 cent of any knowledge of the movement ; 
 James Guthrie, President of the road, to- 
 tally in the dark, and General Rousseau 
 lingering in camp on the Indiana shore. 
 Nothing could have been better planned — 
 nothing more swimmingly and romantically 
 in process of execution. Buckner felt as 
 though walking through a bed of June 
 daisies. 
 
 But at a station just beyond Green . 
 River, there -svas a young man in the ser- 
 vice of the road, who was a warm friend 
 for the Union, and who, comprehending 
 the meaning of the monster train, when it 
 came up, seized a crowbar used for taking 
 up rails to make repairs, and -while the lo- 
 comotives were being wooded and watered, 
 ran across a curve, and, in a deep narrow 
 cut, wrenched the spikes from four rails. 
 
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 The- train came along at good speed, the 
 rails spread, the locomotive plunged into 
 the gromid, the cars crashed on the top of 
 it, and it was twenty-four hours before the 
 train could go ahead. In the meantime 
 Louisville was saved. The hero of the 
 occasion had not had time to get out of the 
 cut before the crash came, and was taken, 
 but in the general confusion and excite- 
 ment got away, and was safe. 
 
 That obscure mdividual did much more 
 for his country than some who wore straps 
 and stars. 
 
 Scott's Plan of the "War. 
 The account given by Hon. Mr. Rich- 
 ardson, of Illinois, of the interview which 
 took place, after the battle of Bull Run, 
 between himself, his Congressional col- 
 leagues, Messrs. Logan and Washburne, 
 and the President, Secretary of War, and 
 General Scott, is of peculiar interest, as 
 
 War and Navy Buildings, Washington, 
 
 showing how that battle came to be fought. 
 Mr. Richardson's statement, as made by 
 liira in Congress, was as follows : — 
 
 In the course of our conversation. Gen- 
 eral Scott remarked, 'I am the biggest 
 coward in the world.' I rose from my seat. 
 ' Stay,' said General Scott ; ' I will prove 
 it. I have fought the battle against my 
 judgment, and I think the President ought 
 to remove me to-day for doing it. As God 
 
 is my judge,' he added, after an interval 
 of silence, ' I did all in my power to make 
 the army efficient, and I deserve removal 
 because I did not stand up Avhen I could, 
 and did not.' 
 
 On a subsequent occasion, in the sum- 
 mer of 1861, the glorious old General 
 said, that if the plan and conduct of the 
 war had rested solely Avith him, he would 
 have commenced by a perfect blockade of 
 every Southern port on the Atlantic and 
 the Gulf. Then he would have collected a 
 large force at the Capital for defensive pur- 
 poses, and another large one on the Missis- 
 sippi for offensive operations. The sum- 
 mer months, during which it is madness to 
 take troops south of St. Louis, should have 
 been devoted to tactical instruction ; and 
 with the first frosts of autumn he Avould 
 have taken a column of eighty thousand 
 well-disciplined troops down the Missis- 
 sippi, and taken every important point on 
 that river. New Orleans in- 
 cluded. It could have been 
 done with greater ease, with 
 less loss of life, and with far 
 more important results than 
 Avould attend the marching 
 of an army to Richmond. At 
 eight points the river would 
 probably have been defended, 
 and eight batteries would have 
 been necessary ; but in every 
 one of them success could 
 have been made certahi for 
 us. The Mississippi and the 
 Atlantic once ours, the South- 
 ern States would have been 
 compelled, by the natural and inevitable 
 pressure of events, to seek, by a return to 
 the Union, escape from the ruin that would 
 speedily overAvhehn them if out of it. 
 'This,' said the General, ' was my plan.' 
 
 Poor Srag'gr and his Supposed Army. 
 Wliile General Bragg's troops were on 
 their retreat from Murfreesborough, ragged, 
 J hungry, and weary, they straggled along 
 
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 233 
 
 tlie road for miles, with an eye to their 
 own comfort, but a most unmilitary neg- 
 lect of rules and regulations. Presently 
 one of them esjjied, in the woods near by, 
 a miserable broken-down mule, which he 
 at once seized and proceeded to put to his 
 use, by improvising, from stray pieces of 
 rope, a halter and stirrups. This done, he 
 mounted, with grim satisfection, and pur- 
 sued his way. He was a wild Texas tat- 
 terdemalion, bareheaded, barefooted, and 
 wore in lieu of a coat, a rusty looking 
 hunting-shirt. With hair unkempt, beard 
 unshorn, and face unwashed, his appear- 
 ance was grotesque enough ; but, to add to 
 it, he drew from some receptacle, his corn- 
 cob pipe, and made perfect his happiness 
 by indulging in a comfortable smoke. 
 
 While thus sauntering along, a company 
 of bestarred and bespangled horsemen — 
 General Bragg and staff — rode up, and 
 were about to pass on, Avhen the rather 
 unusual appearance of the man attracted 
 their notice. The object of their atten- 
 tion, however, apparently neither knew 
 nor cared to know them, but looked and 
 smoked ahead with careless indiiFerence. 
 
 " Who are you ?" asked the Major- 
 Genend. 
 
 •' Nobody," was the answer. 
 
 '' Where did you come from ? " 
 
 " Nowhere." 
 
 '•Where are you going?" 
 
 '• I don't know." 
 
 "Where do you belong?" 
 
 '• Don't belong anywhere." 
 
 " Don't you belong to Bragg's army ?" 
 
 " Bragg's army I Bragg's army ! " re- 
 plied the chap, " Why, he's got no ai'my ! 
 One half of it he shot in Kentucky, and 
 the other half has just been whipped to 
 death at Murfreesborough." 
 
 Bragg asked no more questions, but 
 turned and spurred away. 
 
 Redfield's Stolen March. 
 The capture of the rebel forge at Hen- 
 derson's Hill, by the Sixteenth Indiana 
 mounted infantry, under Lieutenant Col- 
 15 
 
 onel Redfield, was a notable instance of 
 stealuag a march. After a detour of six- 
 teen miles. Colonel Kedfield reached the 
 rear of the enemy's position. Here he 
 captured a coM-ier with despatches from 
 General Taylor, who was advancing with 
 a supporting force. A squadron of Col- 
 onel Eedtield's Avas at times completely 
 surroijlided by Taylor's men, but managed 
 to keep them in check, while Captain 
 Doxey, with two companies, engaged the 
 enemy's pickets. This was cleverly done. 
 His men dismounted, advanced in small 
 squads directly up to the rebel pickets, 
 greeting them heartily with — 
 
 " How are you, boys ? " 
 
 This was accompanied with various 
 slaps on the back, &c., after the manner 
 of friends rather than enemies — a confi- 
 dence Avhich quite disarmed the rebels, 
 who said — 
 
 " Why, who are you ? " 
 
 "Why, the Third Texas, don't you 
 know us ? We have come to help you 
 against these Yankees." 
 
 " Hurrah ! Bully for you ! " «S:c. 
 
 In such a cold, rainy night, what could 
 be pleasanter than friends, and especially 
 friends to help against the confounded 
 Yankees ? 
 
 After getting well warmed, our boys 
 said to them — 
 
 "Now, boys, you must surrender, for 
 we are the Yankees themselves ! " 
 
 " No you don't." 
 
 " But we do ; surrender and sit down ! " 
 
 And so the disagreeable truth came up- 
 on those damp Louisiana fellows. Picket 
 after picket was in this Avay successfully 
 captured and sent to the rear, without the 
 firing of a shot or alarming the main 
 body. 
 
 Captain Doxey then entered the rebel 
 camp with his cavalry, while a body of in- 
 fantry supports were deployed on his right. 
 There he captured, almost Avithout resist- 
 ance, the surprised and astonished enemy. 
 Four pieces of artillery were captured, 
 tAvo just as they Avere being brought mto 
 
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 line — one of their officers saying, " Don't 
 fire ! they are our own boys." Unfortu- 
 nately for him it did not prove correct, 
 and the four guns were soon in the posses- 
 sion of the Yankees, as wflg also the too 
 confidmg officer. • 
 
 •A squad of Rediield's command sur- 
 rounded a house in which a party of rebels 
 were engaged in preparing theiljifrugal 
 repast, and the sounds from within indica- 
 ted that they were quite comfortable in 
 their minds at least, if their bodies were 
 not. One of his men then knocked at 
 the door. 
 
 "Who's there?" 
 
 '^ Federals." 
 
 " None of your joking — come in." 
 
 The door Avas opened, and the gray- 
 backs were not a little astonished at the 
 sight of the " blue bellies,' as they were 
 pleased to call the Yankees in their sport- 
 ive moods. 
 
 " By , that's so ; " said one of them, 
 
 who drew and discharged his pistol. 
 
 His arm was at once disabled by a shot 
 from one . of our men, and the order was 
 given them to surrender at once, or they 
 would be sent to another and hotter place. 
 
 They quietly obeyed, and our men took 
 the whole party prisoners, and found the 
 wounded man to be the famous scout 
 Bailey Smith., 
 
 Redfield, with a few of his men, were 
 guarding a squad of some twenty prisoners 
 about a camp fire, when a rebel officer 
 dashed up and said — 
 
 " Good evening, gentlemen — enjoying 
 yourselves, eh ? " and seemed to have an 
 impulse to dismoimt, but suddenly seeing 
 the condition of affairs, his impulse was 
 quite strong to ride away, so he said: 
 " Good evening and good night," and put 
 his horse into a gallop ; but it so happened 
 that two of Redfield's men, of a polite 
 turn, galloped by his side and soon brought 
 him back, and allowed him to sit around 
 the cheerful fire with the rest. Colonel 
 Redfield, not unmindful of the duties of 
 hospitality, endeavored to engage him in 
 
 conversation, but to which he did not re- 
 spond with that urbanity for which the 
 Southern people have usually prided them- 
 selves. He said — 
 
 " You think it all very fine, I suppose, 
 but in five minutes it will be all right, and 
 you will be my prisoners." 
 
 It did not turn out that way. 
 
 Startling Adventure of General Birney. 
 
 A personal adventure of General Bir- 
 ney, at Centreville, in the summer of 1862, 
 showed the heroism of that officer. Our 
 forces were following the rebel Jackson 
 from Manassas, which he had evacuated 
 in his own time and in his own way. 
 " Whither had he gone ? " was the ques- 
 tion. " Was he at Centrevills ? " was the 
 second question. Cavalry should inquire. 
 " I have no cavalry," or " I can't lay my 
 hand on any cavalry," said General Pope, 
 when General Kearney suggested this to 
 him. It was mentioned that there was 
 one company in General Birney's brigade. 
 " Let it feel the enemy if he be at Centre- 
 ville," said General Kearney. " Go with 
 it. General Birney, yourself," he added ; 
 " I don't like to risk a general officer, but 
 his report is worth very much more than 
 that of a subordinate." 
 
 General Birney galloped away in the 
 direction of Centreville, at the head of his 
 company, which, by the time lie reached 
 Centreville, mustered some forty men. 
 With this small command at his back. 
 General Birney proceeded to feel the en- 
 emy : felt his way into Centreville street, 
 and into the tavern, where he stopped to 
 make inquiries. He was lecturing the 
 landlord on his rebel proclivities, when J 
 one of the videttes, whom he had posted on ' " 
 the hill to the right and left of the town, 
 reported a cavalry regiment approaching 
 with the Stars and Stripes flying. He 
 was sure that it was the Stars and Stripes. 
 
 '' What regiment ? " 
 
 " Can't tell ; but it must be one of the 
 new regiments, its ranks are so full." 
 
 General Birney sent another man to 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 
 
 make sure it was one of our regiments. 
 The report again came that the Stars and 
 Stripes waved at its head. General B. 
 stepped out to look for himself. The 
 front line was forty rods distant. The 
 Stars and Stripes were there, sure enough ; 
 but a large infantry flag, almost new. 
 Every sabre was drawn, a thing not done 
 by our cavalry when entering a town. 
 The caps were different from ours ; the 
 uniform differed. It was tlae enemy — the 
 flag a capture from one of our regiments. 
 It was time to evacuate the town just re- 
 tcxken. General Birney ordered the bu- 
 gle to sound, and at the head of his com- 
 mand of forty men moved rather rapidly 
 toward Bull Run. 
 
 In response to his bugle the enemy 
 sounded a charge, and a race began. A 
 I'egiment had been posted at the Run 
 three miles distant, and toward that our 
 General hastened, after paying his fare- 
 well respects from the muzzles of his 
 
 carbines. The ene- .^^^ - 
 
 my returned the com- 
 pliment, with little 
 or no effect. " For- 
 ward ! " was the word, 
 along a road not over 
 good. Occasionally 
 a horse stumbled ; 
 over his body and 
 that of his rider the 
 company galloped. 
 The best horses of 
 the regiment in pur- 
 suit were gaining — 
 gaining ; but the 
 Run and the regi- 
 ment on guard were 
 in sight. 
 
 " Spurs to your 
 shouted the General. 
 
 is in the rear of the regiment at the I 
 and orders them to fire at the rebel 
 suers, who were unable to di'aw reu 
 season to escape. 
 
 Ho'we, the little Drummer Boy in the Fi 
 fifth Illinois. 
 
 In the spring of 1864, ^President Lin- 
 coln placed Orion P. Howe, who was for 
 a time the little di'ummer boy for the 55th 
 Illinois Volunteers, in the Naval School 
 at Newport. This act was in consider- 
 ation of the little fellow's bravery, as nar- 
 rated by General Sherman. General S. 
 wrote to the Secretary of War of him, say- 
 ing that at the assault on Vicksburg he 
 came to him at the front, crying out: 
 " Gen. Sherman, send some cartridges . to 
 Col. Malmborg, the men are nearly out." 
 " What is the matter, my boy ? " " They 
 shot me in the leg, Sir ; but I can go to 
 the hospital. Send the cartridges right 
 away." Even where we stood, the shot 
 
 Old Capitol Prison, Washington. 
 
 horses, my men ! " 
 More stumbled and 
 fell, but the rest kept on. Still the en- 
 emy gained — gained! upon them; and 
 now one bold rebel just reaches General 
 Birney's shoulder with his sabre. The 
 General draws his pistol, and the rebel falls 
 dead. Another moment, and the General 
 
 fell thipk, and I told him to go to the rear 
 at once, I would attend to the cartridges, 
 and off he limped. Just before he disap- 
 peared on the hill, he turned and called as 
 loudly as he could, " Caliber 54." " I have 
 not seen the boy since, and his Colonel 
 (Malmborg,) on inquiry, gives me his ad- 
 dress as above, and says he is a bright, 
 
THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 ligent bov, with a fair preliminary 
 ' 'ation. AVIiat " continues the Gen- 
 ■i; I i, "arrested my attention then was — 
 ; ■. what renewed my memory of the fact 
 — that one so young, carrying a mus- 
 ii.cL ball through his leg, should have 
 found his way to me on that fatal spot, 
 and delivered his message, not forgetting 
 the very important part, even, of the cal- 
 iber of his musket, 54, which you know 
 is an unusual one." 
 
 Portable Iron-Clad Breastworks. 
 
 Wliilfi search was being made of the 
 passengers on the Central Railroad train, 
 one evening in June, 1863, a soldier no- 
 ticed that a lady's dress appeared more 
 full breasted than it naturally should be ; 
 and his quick eye al^o detected the fact 
 that the artificial contents of the lady's 
 bosom were pressed out against the folds 
 of the dress, so as to make it almost cer- 
 tain that pistols were there. He Avas a 
 very polite soldier, and in the most gen- 
 tlemanly manner approached the lady and 
 said — 
 
 " Madam, I Avant those revolvers." 
 
 " Sir," she replied indignantly, " I am a 
 respectable Avoman, and have no revolvers." 
 
 " Madam," again said the soldier, very 
 coolly, " I wish you Avould give me those 
 revolvers," — pointing to her bosom. 
 
 She again denied that she had any ; 
 whereupon, without further parleying, the 
 soldier, in discharge of his duty, thrust his 
 hand into the place of concealment and 
 drew out a revolver, and Jiept on repeat- 
 ing the operation until seven were cap- 
 tured from their sacred citadel. Then 
 gathering up the pistols, he politely re- 
 marked to the fair but utterly discomfited 
 deceiver, 
 
 " Madam, your breastworks seem to 
 have been iron clad." 
 
 Gathering: Violets on the Battlefield. 
 The battle fought by General Grant on 
 the first Friday, while on his way to Rich- 
 mond, was fruitful of incident, not except- 
 
 ing the romantic. Far down the plank 
 road where Hancock fought, beyond the 
 thickest rebel dead, lay a boy severely 
 wovmded, — perhaps not less a soldier, that 
 he Avas but a boy. He had fallen the day 
 before, Avhen the Union army Ava? fi\rthest 
 advanced, and had remained unmolested 
 Avithin the rebel lines. They had not re- 
 moved him, and he Avas alone, making his 
 company among the dead. When first 
 discovered, the little fellow Avas craAvling 
 about, gathering violets. Faint with the 
 loss of blood, unable to stand, he could 
 not resist the tempting flowers, and had 
 already made a beautiful bouquet. When 
 a stretcher had been sent for and aiTiA'ed, 
 he Avas taken up tenderly and borne aAvay, 
 Avearing a braA'e, SAveet, touching smile. 
 Could the violet bouquet thus made by 
 that brave young patriot have been on 
 sale at any of the great Soldiers' Fairs it 
 Avould have been transmuted into a golden 
 double-eagle. 
 
 "California Joe" and his Telescopic Kifle. 
 " California Joe" Avill ahvays be remem- 
 bered as the very apostle of sharpshoot- 
 ers. While before Richmond, a rebel 
 
 California Joe. 
 
 sharpshooter had been amusing himself 
 and annoying our General and some other 
 officers by firing several times in that di- 
 rection, and sending the bullets Avhistling 
 in unAvelcome proximity to their heads. 
 
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 237 
 
 ''My man, can't you get your piece on 
 that fellow who is firing on us, and stop 
 his impertinence ?" asked the General. 
 
 " I think so," replied Joe ; and he 
 brought his telescopic rifle to a horizontal 
 position. 
 
 " Do you see him ?" inquired the Gen- 
 eral. 
 
 '• I do." 
 
 " HoAv far is he away ? " 
 
 " Fifteen hundred yards." 
 
 " Can you fetch him ? " 
 
 "I'U try." 
 
 And Joe did try. He brought his piece 
 to a steady aim, pulled the trigger, and 
 sent the bullet whizzing on its experi- 
 mental tour, the oflScers meantime looking 
 through their field glasses. Joe hit the 
 fellow in the leg or foot. He went hob- 
 bling up the hill on one leg and two hands, 
 in a style of locomotion that was amusing. 
 Our General was so tickled — there is no 
 better word — at the style and celerity of 
 the fellow's retreat, that it was some time 
 before he could get command of his risibles 
 sufficiently to thank Joe for what he had 
 done. 
 
 Zouaves on Picket Duty. 
 
 'An industrious and shrewd typo from 
 the Queen City of the Lakes, under Colo- 
 nel Ellsworth, was out on picket duty in 
 the Old Dominion, when a haughty son 
 of the chivalry rode up, driven of course 
 by his servant. Zoo-zoo stepped into the 
 road, holding his bayonet in such a way as 
 to threaten horse, negro and white man, at 
 one charge, and roared out " Tickets ! " 
 Mr. " F. F. V." (he was one of 'em) turned 
 up his lip, set down his brows, and by 
 other gestures indicated his contempt for 
 such mudsills as the soldier before him, 
 ending by handing his pass over to the 
 darkey, and motioning him to get out and 
 show it to Zoo-zoo. 
 
 "All right," said the latter, glancing at 
 it, " move on," — accompanying the remark 
 with a jerk at the coat-collar of the colored 
 
 person, which sent him spimiing several 
 paces down the road. 
 
 "Now, Sir, Avhat do you want?'' said 
 Zoo-zoo, addressing the astonished white 
 man, — who now showed that he had re- 
 covered his tongue. 
 
 " What ? I Avant to go on, of course. 
 That was my pass." 
 
 " Can't help it," replied Zoo ; " it says 
 ' pass the bearer,' and the bearer of it has 
 already passed. You can't get two men 
 through this picket on one man's pass, no 
 hoio." 
 
 ]Mr. V. reflected a moment, glanced at 
 the bayonet in front of him, and then 
 called out to his black man to come back. 
 Sambo approached cautiously, but fell back 
 in confusion when the ' shootino: stick ' was 
 brandished toward his own breast. 
 
 " Where's your pass, SiiTah?" 
 
 " Here, massa," presenting the same one 
 he had received from the gent in the car- 
 riage. 
 
 " Won't do," replied the holder of the 
 bayonet; "that passes you to Fairfax. 
 Can't let any one come from Fairfax on 
 that ticket. Move on !" A stamp of the 
 foot sent Sambo down the road at a smart 
 gallop. 
 
 " Now, Sir, if you stay here any^nger, 
 I shall take you under arrest to head- 
 quai'ters,"- continued Zoo-zoo. 
 
 Mr. V. caught up his reins, wheeled 
 around, and Avent off at the best trot his 
 hoi'se could manage, over the " sacred soil." 
 AYliether Sambo ever limited his master 
 
 up, is not knoAATi. 
 
 ♦ 
 
 ZoUicoffer's Death at the .hands of Colonel 
 Fry. 
 
 Colonel Fry, of the Fourth Kentucky 
 Regiment, Avho killed the rebel General 
 Zollicoffer, was for many years a personal 
 friend of the latter, and in their youthful 
 days the tAvo Avere associates in school. 
 Col. F.'s regiment came up and fonned 
 along a fence Avhicli separated the road 
 from the field on the left, and the Tenth 
 Avas on the right. The tAvo resriments 
 
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 here formed in the shape of a V. The 
 regiments which attacked Colonel Fry 
 were Battle's Tennessee and the Fifteenth 
 Mississippi, the Wigfall Rifles, and the 
 Mississippi Tigers. These were the crack 
 regiments of the rebels, and were only 
 driven back by the terrible fire of the 
 Kentucky Fourth. 
 
 It was at the point of the V, that Gen- 
 eral Zollicoffer died. He fell nearer the 
 Union camp than any other man of his 
 anny. He was with Battle's regiment, his 
 own home friends, born and brought up 
 around him at Nashville. A short dis- 
 tance from him, to his right, a party of his 
 men had broken from their comrades, and 
 were herding together like frightened deer. 
 Colonel Fry's men were just about to fire 
 on them, Colonel Fry himself being at the 
 right of his regiment, at the point of great- 
 est danger. General Zollicoffer was on 
 
 Gen B'clix K. ZolHcoflFer. ' 
 
 foot and within a few feet of the Colonel, 
 an extra coat tjoncealing his uniform. 
 Upon discovering Colonel Fry across his 
 path. General Zollicoffer threw up both 
 hands and exclaimed : 
 
 " Hold, Fry ! You are not going to 
 fight your friends, are you ? These men 
 (pointing to the Mississippians) are all 
 your friends." 
 
 Colonel Fry supposed, from the Gen- 
 eral's manner and remark, that he was one 
 of our own officers, and at once replied : 
 
 " Certainly not, Sir ; I have no such in- 
 tention." 
 
 Colonel Fry now turned and rode a few 
 steps, when one of the General's aids fired 
 at him, wounding liis hoi*se. BeUeving 
 that he was tricked, Col. Fry at once 
 wheeled and fired at the General, with 
 deadly effect, the latter raising his hand 
 to his breast and falling dead. His last 
 words were, " I am killed ; all's well," and 
 with a groan expired. 
 
 The country people who had suffered 
 from his lawless soldiery, or feared their 
 ravages, were wild with delight at the re- 
 port of his death. One old woman ex- 
 claimed, " I've got two children in the 
 fight, but I don't trouble myself about 
 them. I'm so glad that Zollicoffer is 
 dead." 
 
 General Zollicoffer was a tall and raflier 
 slender man, with thin, brown hair, high 
 forehead, somewhat bald, Roman nose, firm, 
 wide mouth, and clean-shaved face. His 
 face in death, bore no expression of malice, 
 reckless hate, nor even a shadow of phys- 
 ical pain ; but never was a countenance so 
 marked with sadness. 
 
 Southern Black-Horse Guards and Yankee 
 Fire Zouaves. 
 
 The terrible tragedy of Greek meeting 
 Greek was realized in all its fearful hor- 
 rors at the battle of Bull Run, in the com- 
 bat between the Union Fire Zouaves and 
 Ihe Black Horse Cavalry — the latter known 
 as the " bloody pride " of the rebel army. 
 They came upon the Zouave regiment at a 
 gallop, and were received by the brave 
 firemen upon their poised bayonets, fol- 
 lowed instantly by a volley, from which 
 they broke and fled, though several of the 
 Zouaves were cut down in the assault. 
 They quickly returned, with their forces 
 doubled — perhaps six or seven hundred — 
 and again they dashed with fearful yells 
 upon the excited Zouaves. This time they 
 bore an American flag, and a part of the 
 Zouaves supposed for an instant that they 
 were friends, whom they had originally 
 
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 239 
 
 mistaken. The flag was quickly thrown 
 down, however, the horses dashed upon the 
 regiment, the ruse was discovered, and the 
 slaughter commenced. No quarter, no 
 halting, no flinchmg now, marked the rapid 
 and death-dealing blows of our men, as 
 they closed in upon the foe, in their mad- 
 ness and desperation. Our brave fellows 
 fell, the ranks filled up, the sabres, bowie- 
 knives and bayonets glistened in the sun- 
 light, horse after liorse went down, platoon 
 after platoon disappeared — the rattle of 
 musketry, the screams of the rebels, the 
 shout of " Remember Ellsworth ! " from 
 the lungs of the Zouaves, and the yells of 
 the wounded and crushed belligerents filled 
 the air, and a terrible carnage succeeded. 
 The gallant Zouaves fought to the death, 
 and were sadly cut up ; but of those hun- 
 dreds of Black Horse Guards, not many 
 left that bloody encounter. 
 
 Terrible Encotmter— Texas and Iowa. 
 At the battle of Pea Ridge, one of the 
 Texas soldiers Avas advancing with his bay- 
 onet upon a Lieutenant of the Ninth Iowa, 
 whose sword had been broken ; the officer 
 saw his intention, avoided the thrust, fell 
 down at his foeman's feet, caught hold of 
 his legs, threw him heavily to the ground, 
 and before he could rise, drew a long knife 
 from his advei'sary's belt and buried it in 
 his bosom. The Texan with dying grasp 
 seized the Lieutenant by the hair, and 
 sank down lifeless, bathing the brown 
 leaves with his blood. So deadly stiff and 
 firm was the hold of tlie grasp of his hand 
 that it was necessary to cut the hair close 
 from the head of the officer before he could 
 . be freed from the corpse of his slain foe 
 
 " Father, I will never Surrender to a Rebel ! " 
 The First and Second Ohio Regiments, 
 did glorious service at the battle of Bull 
 Run. Colonel McCook had command of 
 the First. His younger brother — only 
 seventeen years old — was a member of the 
 Second, and was left as a guard to the 
 hospital. One of the enemy's cavalry 
 
 dashed upon him and ordered him to sur- 
 render. The brave youth, with fixed bay- 
 onet, steady nerve and cool bearing, re- 
 plied : 
 
 " I never surrender ! " 
 
 The father. Judge INIcCook, who had all 
 the day been arduously engaged in assist- 
 ing and taking care of the wounded, bring- 
 ing them in from the field, and that, too, 
 at the imminent peril of his own life, was 
 in the hospital tent and heard the order to 
 his son. Seeing others of the enemy's 
 cavalry near by, he rushed out, and 
 shouted : 
 
 " Charley, surrender, for God's sake, or 
 you are lost ! " 
 
 Charley turned to his father, and with 
 all the lion in his countenance replied : 
 
 " Father, I will never surrender to a 
 rebel!" 
 
 In a moment a ball pierced his spine, 
 but he instantly discharged his musket at 
 the rebel horseman, and laid him low in 
 death, and then fell himself, mortally 
 wounded. The rebels now undertook to 
 drag him off, but his father succeeded in 
 obtaining his release. 
 
 Fremont's -whole Body-Guard Charged upon 
 by One Rebel. 
 
 One of the Southern soldiers engaged in 
 the conflict at vSpringfield, Missouri, where 
 Fremont's Body-Guard achieved such a 
 gi'and success, exhibited the gamest cour- 
 age of which there is any record durmg 
 the war. He was a young officer, was 
 superbly mounted, and charged single- 
 handed upon a large body of the Guard. 
 He passed through the line unscathed, kill- 
 ing one man. He wheeled, charged back, 
 and again broke through, killing another 
 man. A third time he rushed upon the 
 Federal line, a score of sabre points con- 
 fronting him, and a cloud of bullets flying 
 all around him ; but he pushed on — on, 
 until he reached Zagonyi, the Major of the 
 Guards. He pressed his pistol so close to 
 the Major's side, that the latter felt it and 
 drew convulsively back, the bullet passing 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, 
 
 through the front of Zagonyi's coat, but 
 who at the instant run the daring rebel 
 through the body ; he fell, and the men. 
 
 Maj Gen. John C. Fremont. 
 
 tliinking their commander hurt, killed the 
 rebel with a dozen wounds. 
 
 " He was a brave man," said Zagonyi 
 afterwards, " and I did wish to make him 
 prisoner." 
 
 Silence of a Drummer-Boy before the Flag. 
 One of the volunteer military compa- 
 nies organized in Chicago, had a drum- 
 mer-boy thirteen years old, a member of 
 a Sabbath School in that city. As the 
 company on drill were marching through 
 one of the streets, a fine flag bearing the 
 stars and stripes, was displayed from one 
 of the many drinking-saloons which, un- 
 happily, are to be found in that as in 
 other cities. The Captain, with patriotic 
 enthusiasm at the sight of the national 
 ensign, ordered his men to halt, and give 
 it a hearty salute. The drummer-boy, 
 supposing the salute to be intended for tlae 
 place, as well as for the flag, held his 
 drum in perfect silence. The Captain, in 
 a reproving tone, inquired the cause: 
 " Sir," said the boy, " I would not go into 
 such a place as that, and I certainly can 
 not salute it." " My good boy," said the 
 Captain, patting him on the shoulder, "my 
 good boy, you are right, and I am 
 wrons;." 
 
 Our Dear Old Flag- Never Touched the 
 Ground. ^ 
 
 When the brave Colonel Shaw, com- 
 manding the Fifty-fourth colored Mas^sa- 
 chusetts regiment, fell in the charge upon 
 Fort Wagner, Charleston, S. C, most of 
 his guard also fell "with him. Sergeant 
 Carney was also one of the bravest of his 
 race on that eventful day. When Gov- 
 ernor AndrcAV, of IMassachusetts, present- 
 ed the flag to that colored man, he said he 
 gave it with undoubting faith that he 
 would bring it back again without a stain. 
 
 On the eighteenth of July, 1863, the 
 memorable assault was made on Fort 
 Wagner. When the Sergeant arrived to 
 within about one hundred yards of the 
 fort — he was with the first battalion, 
 which Avas in the advance of the storming 
 column — he received the regimental colors, 
 and pressed forward to the front rank, near 
 the Colonel, who was leading the men 
 over the ditch. As they ascended the 
 walls of the fort, the ranks were full, but 
 as soon as they reached the top, they 
 " melted away " before the enemy's fii'e, 
 almost instantly. Carney received a se- 
 vere wound in the thigh, but fell only 
 upon his knees. He planted the flag upon 
 the parapet, lay down on the outer slope, 
 that he might get as much shelter as pos- 
 sible, and thus he remained for over half 
 an hour, till the second brigade came up. 
 He kept the colors flying till the second 
 conflict Avas ended. When the Federal 
 forces retired, he followed, creeping on 
 one knee, and still holding up the flag. 
 
 It was in this manner that the brave 
 colored sergeant came from the field, hav- 
 ing held the emblem of liberty over the 
 walls of Fort Wagner during the san- 
 guinary conflict of the two brigades, and 
 having received two very severe wounds, 
 one in the thigh and one in the head. 
 Still he refused to give up his sacred 
 trust until he found an officer of his regi- 
 ment. When he entered the field hos- 
 pital, where his wounded comrades Avere 
 being brought in, both Avliite men and 
 
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 241 
 
 black sat up in their beds, and cheered 
 him and the colors until, exhausted, they 
 could cheer no longer. Though nearly 
 exhausted with the loss of blood, the 
 brave standard-bearer said : 
 
 " Boys, I could not walk, but I did my 
 duty ; our dear old flag never touched the 
 gi'ound ! " 
 
 Eleven- Year Old Warrior Picking off the 
 Enemy. 
 
 ■ A boy about eleven years old, cut what 
 might be called a tali figure in the Fort 
 Donelson fight. His father, a volunteer, 
 had been taken prisoner by the confeder- 
 ates some time previously. The boy 
 smuggled himself on board one of the 
 transports at Cincinnati, laden with troops 
 for the scene of conflict. On the field, 
 the morning of the great fight, he jomed 
 the Seventy-eighth Ohio, and being ques- 
 tioned by one of the officers, he told him 
 of his father having been taken prisoner, 
 and, having no mother, he had no one to 
 care for him, and he wanted to fight his 
 ftither's captors. The officer tried to get 
 him to turn back, but he was not to be 
 denied. So he succeeded in obtaining a 
 musket, and went into the thickest of the 
 battle. He finally by degrees crept up 
 ■u-ithin a short distance of the Confederate 
 intrenchments, and posted himself behind 
 a tree, from which he kept firing as often 
 as he could see a head to fire at. He was 
 soon discovered by the enemy's sharp- 
 shooters, Avho endeavored to drive him 
 away from his position, as he kept picking 
 them oif very frequently. One of the 
 secessionists, who was outside of the work, 
 got sight of the boy with his rifle, but be- 
 fore he got his piece off, the little warrior 
 fired, and down went Mr. Rebel. As the 
 latter had a fine Minie rifle, the boy ran 
 out and picked it up, taking time to get 
 pouch and balls, together with his. knap- 
 sack, while the bullets were, flying on all 
 sides of him, and then he retreated to his 
 wooden breastwork, where he renewed his 
 fire, and Avith a little better success. After 
 
 being in the fight all day he returned to 
 the Seventy-eighth at night Avith his 
 prizes. This story might appear incredi- 
 ble for one so young to be the hero, but it 
 is vouched for by a number of officers and 
 men who saw the boy on the field and in 
 the position mentioned, and many saAV him 
 shoot the man referred to, besides several 
 others. 
 
 "Don't Shoot there any more— that's 
 Father." 
 
 An eye and ear Avitness relates an oc- 
 currence at the battle of Shiloh, AA'hich 
 shows, by one of innumerable similar in- 
 stances, the peculiar frightfulness of the' 
 " family Avar " groAving out of the South- 
 ern rebellion : — Taa^o Kentucky regiments 
 met face to face, and fought each other 
 Avith ten'ible resoluti^Jp It happened that 
 one of the Federal soldiers Avounded and 
 captured a man who proved %o be his 
 brother, and, after handing him back, be- 
 gan firing at a man near a tree, Avhen the 
 captured brother called to him and said : 
 " Don't shoot there any more — t/icit's 
 father." Such the Avar inaugurated lir 
 the fire upon Sumter's embattled Avalls» 
 At Pittsburgh, tAvo brothers fought on op- 
 posite sides, and in regiments directly con- 
 fronting each otlier. It so happened that 
 the Confederate brother was found mor- 
 tally wouilded, and w^as brought into the 
 very hospital Avhere his loyal brother had 
 been detailed to nurse, and died in his 
 brother's arms. 
 
 Going in Gluest of Satisfaction. 
 Just after the firing of musketry at the 
 battle of Cedar Mountain had become in- 
 teresting, a private soldier Avas noticed 
 going off the field, and it being suspected 
 that possibly he Avas miming aAvay to 
 aA'oid danger, he AA-'as spoken to, Avhen it 
 Avas found that he had tAvo fingers of his 
 left hand shot aAvay and a tliird dreadfully 
 lacerated. It Avas seen at once that he 
 had at least a hand in the fight. He AA'as 
 assisted to dress his AvouTid as Avell as cir- 
 
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 cumstances would permit, he in the mean- 
 time propping up the phick of his assist- 
 ant by various quaint remarks. Said he, 
 " I don't keer a darn for that third finger ; 
 for it wa'nt of no 'count no how ; but the 
 pinter and t'other one were right good 
 ones, and I hate to lose 'em. I should'nt 
 have come to the rear if I had been able 
 'to load my gun, but I was'nt." After 
 
 Going in quest of satisfaction. 
 
 having his hand dressed, he looked over in 
 the direction of the firing and stood a 
 moment. Turning presently, he said, 
 " Stranger, I wish you would jist load up 
 my shooting iron for me ;* I want to have 
 a little satisfaction out of them cusses for 
 spiling my fore paw." His gun was 
 loaded for him, and he started back for 
 the top of the hill at a double-quick, in 
 quest of "satisfaction." His name was 
 Lappin, or Lapham, of the Ohio Seventh. 
 
 Root Hog: or Die: "Music hath Charms." 
 At the battle of Lookout Mountain, a 
 soldter belonging to an Ohio Regiment 
 coolly sat down on a rock during the 
 thickest of the engagement, to wait for his 
 gun to cool off", as he had fired it very 
 often and effectively. The boys who were 
 fighting around him deliberately ceased 
 their firing, and waited until he sung for 
 them an old and familiar song, " Root Hog 
 or Die," and wliich he is said to have sung 
 with sucli humor as to niiike all merry 
 
 and forgetful of the fearful scenes around 
 them. When the song was finished, they 
 reloaded their guns and again entered the 
 fight, to the special damage of the rebels, 
 who had to pay for the " charms " which 
 " music hath." 
 
 Joe Parsons' "Little Favor" from a Behel 
 Soldier. 
 
 Here is all that need be said of " Joe 
 Parsons, of Baltimore," as told by a news- 
 paper correspondent : — Joe enlisted in the 
 First Maryland regiment, and was plainly 
 a " rough " originally. As we passed 
 along the hall Ave first saw him crouched 
 near an open window, lustily singing, " I'm 
 a bold soldier boy," and observing the 
 broad bandafe over his eyes, I said, — 
 
 " What's your name, my good fellow ? " 
 
 " Joe, Sir, " he answered, " Joe Par- 
 sons." 
 
 "And what is the matter with you .'' " 
 
 " Blind, Sir— blind as a bat." 
 
 "In battle?" 
 
 " Yes — at Antietam. Both eyes shot 
 out at one clip." 
 
 " I was hit" he said, " and it knocked 
 me doAvn. I lay there all night, and next 
 day the fight was renewed. I could stand 
 the pain yer see, but the balls Avas flyin' 
 all round, and I Avanted to get away. I 
 couldn't see nothin' though. So I Avaited, 
 and listened ; and at last I heard a feller 
 groan' beyond me. ' Hello,' says I. 'Hello 
 yourself,' says he. ^ Who be yer,' said I, 
 ' a rebel ? ' ' You're a Yankee,' said he. 
 ' So I am,' says I, * Avhat's the matter Avith 
 you ? ' ' My leg's smashed,' says he. 
 ' Can't yer walk ? ' ' No.' ' Can yer see ? ' 
 ' Yes,' ' Well,' says I, ' you're a — 
 rebel, but will you do me a little favor V 
 ' I Avill,' says he, ' ef I ken.' Then, I says, 
 ' Well, ole butternut, I can't see nothin' : 
 my eyes is knocked out ; but I ken walk. 
 Come OA'er yere. Let's git out o' this. 
 You p'int the way, an' I'll tote yer off" the 
 field, on my back.' ' Bully for you I * 
 says he« And so Ave managed to get to- 
 gether. We shook hands on it. I took a 
 
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 243 
 
 wink oiiten his canteen, and he got onto 
 my shoulders. I did the walkin' for both, 
 an' he did the navigatin'. An' ef he didn't 
 make me cany him straight into a rebel 
 Colonel's tent, a mile away, I'm a liar ! " 
 
 Nerving: his Hand One Instant More. 
 On that memorable hill where the army 
 of the Union paused in the last of the 
 Seven Days' Battles and hurled back the 
 shattered hosts of the enemy, a soldier lay 
 gasping, while life ebbed away with his 
 fast flowing blood. The roar of the battle 
 was around him, and the dying man heard 
 the sounds g& the strife strangely inter- 
 mingled — it cannot be doubted — with those 
 home sounds that come to the ears of the 
 departing, in whatever scenes they meet 
 the final summons. For him the war was 
 over. To him peace was coming — the 
 peace that passes human understanding. 
 It was in this solemn moment, the soldier 
 saw his General riding swiftly down into 
 the battle. The sight caused his ebbing 
 life for one instant — only one — to flow 
 backward. Gathering his strength, the 
 soldier seized his bloody cap in his freShly 
 nei'ved hand, and raising it in the air waved 
 it as the warrior passed him, cheered lusti- 
 ly, as of old in the camp when he was hale 
 and strong, then smiled, laid his head back 
 on the sod, and went away forever from 
 battle-fields and the sound of human strife. 
 It was not the person of his commander 
 alone that the soldier cheered — not the 
 General merely, — that the dying man re- 
 cognized and loved even in death. It was 
 the representative defender of the Ameri- 
 can Unipn and of the American Constitu- 
 tion, — the great cause for which men lay 
 dying, — which inspired him. 
 
 Out ot Ammunition for a Time. 
 The following is a specimen of Sigel's 
 strategy at Pea Ridge : A considerable 
 force of the Confederate army was sent to 
 charge some batteries which Sigel had 
 stationed a little in front of a wood. The 
 force was somewhat too formidable to op- 
 
 pose with the infantry he had at command, 
 but the General was not at all at loss, and 
 did not think of retreat. He ordered his 
 men to lie down in the wood, ready to rise 
 up in a moment and deliver their fire. 
 Then he ordered his cannoniers to fire a 
 few rounds of ball, and afterwards a num- 
 ber of blank cartridge. 
 
 The Confederates, cautiously advancing, 
 at once guessed that poor Sigel had got out 
 of ammunition. Their commander, with 
 a shout of triumph, gave the order to 
 charge in a body upon what he thought 
 were empty guns. But when the scream- 
 ing secessionists got within less than a 
 hundred yards of Sigel's guns, his camion- 
 iers were ordered to. use grape and canis- 
 ter, and fire as quickly and accurately as 
 possible. 
 
 At the same moment the infmitry rose, 
 advanced out of the wood, and poured in 
 their volleys upon the bewildered enemy. 
 The result was not to be doubted. The 
 Confederates, dismayed at the storm which 
 tore their ranks in pieces at such close dis- 
 tance, halted, shook for a moment, then 
 broke and fled with cries of horror, leaving 
 their dead heaped upon the field. A young 
 farmer lad, belonging to a dragoon regi- 
 ment which was sent to charge upon the 
 flying enemy, remarked, " They lay there 
 like grass cut down by a scythe, in great 
 swaths." 
 
 "God bless the old Fla-." 
 Major Barnum, of the Twelfth New 
 York regiment, was one of the many 
 brave officers who were mortally Avounded 
 in the battles of the Peninsula. While 
 lying down breathing his last, in the agony 
 of his bodily suffering, a friend asked him' 
 if he had any message to send home. He 
 replied — 
 
 " Tell my wife that in my last thoughts 
 were blended my wife, my boy and my 
 flag." 
 
 He asked of the physician how the bat- 
 tle went, and when told that it was favor- 
 able to the Union cause, he said, " God 
 
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 bless the okl fla — ," and expired with the 
 prayer finishing inaudibly with his closhig 
 lips. A noble prayer and a noble death. 
 
 "Shackasses" just at the Rigrht Moment. 
 ■J One of General Fremont's batteries of 
 eight Parrott guns, supported by a squad- 
 ron of horse, and commanded by Major 
 Richards of the First Pennsylvania cav- 
 alry, was in sharp conflict with a battery 
 of the enemy near at hand, and both shell 
 and shot were flying thick and fast, when 
 the commander of the battery, a German, 
 one of Fremont's staff, rode suddenly up 
 to the cavalry, exclaiming in loud and ex- 
 cited tones, 
 
 " Pring up de shackasses, prmg up de 
 shackasses, for Cot sake, hurry up de shack- 
 asses, im-me-di-ately ! " 
 
 The necessity of tliis order, though not 
 quite apparent to the reader, will be more 
 obvious when it is mentioned that the 
 ' shackasses ' were mules carrying moun- 
 tain howitzers, which are fired from the 
 backs of those much-abused but valuable 
 animals; and the immediate occasion for 
 the ' shackasses ' in this exigency was, that 
 two regiments of Confederate infantry 
 were at that moment discovered descend- 
 ing a hill immediately behind the Federal 
 batteries. The ' shackasses,' Avith the how- 
 itzers loaded with gi'ape and canister, Avere 
 soon on the ground. The mules squared 
 themselves, as they Avell knew how, for 
 the shock. A terrific volley Avas poured 
 into the advancing column, Avhich immedi- 
 ately broke and retreated. Kearly three 
 hundred dead bodies Avere foinid in the 
 ravine the next day, the effects of that 
 volley from the backs of the ' shackasses.' 
 
 Morgan ! Morgan ! 
 ^Morgan, the Confederate guerrilla chief, 
 created terror wherever he stepped foot. 
 Apropos of this Avide-spread sensitiveness, 
 is the folloAAnng account of a scene Avhieh 
 occurred at the City Hotel, Nashville, 
 Tenn. A tall gentleman entered, pushed 
 throusfh the crowd rather unceremonious- 
 
 ly, and registered his name 'Morgan — 
 Cavalry ; ' — desiring dinner, supper, a bed 
 and his bill, af the same time throAAnng 
 doA\ni a tAventy dollar note of Confederate 
 scrip. " We are not takmg that money 
 noAv," said the polite clerk. "The hell 
 you ain't ; then, Sir, Ave don't trade," and 
 Avith a pompous 'Ahem' he moved off. 
 The conversation and demeanor of the 
 officer attracted the attention of the croAvd, 
 and several looked at tlie name, among 
 
 others. Lieutenant , Avho, on glancing 
 
 at the register, Avas observed to change 
 color, and Avith a nervous motion to hurry 
 from the room. A murmiu^ of surprise 
 and amazement soon SAvellecninto a cry of 
 "Morgan! Morgan!" but the stranger 
 Avas not to be seen. Scarcely tAventy mui- 
 utes elapsed Avhen a company of infant- 
 ry, fresh from the office of the Provost 
 Marshal, rushed into the room Avith bay- 
 onets fixed and determined comitenances. 
 " Where is he ? " inquired the command^ 
 ing officer. " He passed out the back 
 Avay," replied a wag, " and is noAV at the 
 ScAvanee House." " Right about face," 
 and aAvay they Avent at double quick — the 
 last report representing them as still going. 
 The originator of 'the cock-and-bvill ruse 
 Avas Captain Morgan, of one of the brave 
 Ohio regiments of cavalry, a Avorthy officer 
 and an inveterate Avag. * 
 
 Behind the Trees : Maine and Georgia. 
 
 At the siege of YorktOAvn, and during 
 tlie first day's skirmish on the Federals' 
 right, tAvo soldiers, one from Maine, and 
 the other from Georgia, posted themselves 
 each beliind a tree, and indulged in sundry 
 shots, Avithout effect on either, at the ^ame 
 time keeping up a lively chat. Finally, 
 that getting a little tedious, Georgia called 
 out to Maine, " Give me a shoAv," meaning 
 step out and give an opportunity to hit. 
 Maine, in response, poked out his head a 
 fcAV inches, and Georgia cracked aA\'ay and 
 missed.. " Too high," said Maine, — " now 
 give me a sIioav." Georgia poked out his 
 head and Maine blazed aAvay. " Too Ioav," 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 
 
 245 
 
 cried Georgia. In this way the two alter- 
 nated sevei'al times, without hitting. Fi- 
 nally, Maine sent a ball so as to graze the 
 tree withha an inch or two of the ear of 
 Georgia. "Cease firing," shouted Geor- 
 gia. "Cease it is," responded Maine. 
 " Look here," says one, " we have carried 
 on this business long enoiigh for one day ; 
 'spose we adjourn for rations ? " " Agreed," 
 said the other. And so the two inarched 
 away in different directions, one whistlmg 
 ' Yankee Doodle,' the other ' Dixie.' 
 
 Family Q,uarrel Settled on the Battlefield. 
 In the Confederate charge upon McCook's 
 right, at the battle of Stone River, the Con- 
 federate Third Kentucky was advancing 
 full upon one of the loyal Kentucky regi- 
 ments. These two regiments were brought 
 from the same county, and consequently 
 wex'e old neighbors, now about to meet for 
 the first time as enemies. As soon as they 
 came near enough for recognition they 
 mutually ceased firing, and began abusing, 
 and cursing, and SAvearing at each other ; 
 using the utmost license of denunciatory 
 and outlandish names ; and all this time 
 the battle was roaring around them, with- 
 out much attention from either side. It 
 was hard to tell which regiment would 
 come off victor in the wordy battle, for 
 both sides were terriltle in the use of pro- 
 fane nouns, adjectives, verbs, etc. But 
 this could not always last ; by mutual con- 
 sent tliey finally ceased curtLing, and grasp- 
 ing their muskets, charged into each other 
 with the most unearthly yell ever heard, 
 even on a field of battle. Muskets were 
 clubbed, bayonet met bayonet, and in many 
 instances, when old personal or local feuds 
 made the belligei-ents rank-crazy with pas- 
 sion, the musket was thrown away, and at 
 it they went with nature's weapons, pum- 
 melling, pulling, gouging, and clinching, in 
 rough and tumble style, and in a manner 
 tha,t any looker-on would consider a fi-ee 
 fight indeed. The secessionists were get- 
 ting rather the better of the fight, when 
 the Twenty-third Kentucky succeeded in 
 
 giving a flanking fire, when they retreated 
 with quite a number of prisoners in their 
 possession. The Confederates had got 
 fairly under weigh, when the Ninth Oliio 
 came up on the double-quick, and charging 
 on their now disordered ranks, succeeded 
 in capturing all their prisoners, besides 
 taking in return a great many of the Con- 
 
 Ilumphrey Marshall. 
 
 federates. As the recent belligerents were 
 conducted to the rear they appeared to 
 have forgotten their late animosity, and 
 were soon on the best*terms imagmable, 
 laughing, and chatting, and joking, and, as 
 the Confederates were weU supplied with 
 whiskey, the canteens were readily handed 
 about from one to the other, until they all 
 became as jolly as possible under the cir- 
 cumstances. 
 
 Tw^o noble Women saving- a Reg-iment. 
 
 "W^ien traveling on the cars from Bethel 
 to Jackson, Tennessee, the Twenty-seventh 
 Iowa regiment was saved from a fearful 
 loss of life by the heroism of a couple of 
 Union women. The tram was running in 
 the night at a high rate of speed, and just 
 before reaching a railroad bridge the engi- 
 neer saw a couple of lanterns being vigor- 
 ously waved in the distance, directly on the 
 track. He stopped the locomotive, and 
 men were sent ahead to ascertain the cause 
 of the alarm. They found that the lan- 
 terns were held by two women, who ex- 
 
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 plained to tliem that a pai*ty of guerrillas 
 ill that vicinity had been informed of the 
 coming of the regiment, and that about 
 eight o'clock that evening the villains had 
 set the bridge on fire, and allowed the main 
 timbers to burn so much that they could 
 not bear the weight of the train, and then 
 put out the flames and went away, hoping, 
 of course, that the cars would run on the 
 bridge, that it would break down with the 
 weight, and thus kill and injure many of 
 the soldiers, and prevent the regiment from 
 going through. The noble women had 
 learned of these intentions, and had walked 
 ten miles through the darkness and mud to 
 save the Union soldiers. 
 
 Thirteen Battles and Three Flags. 
 
 At the battle and capture of Port Gib- 
 son, Sergeant;, Charles Bruner, a Pennsyl- 
 vanian, of Northampton County, with a 
 squad of fifty men of the Twenty-third 
 regiment Wisconsin volunteers, was the 
 first to enter said fort. The flag-sergeant 
 being Avounded, Sergeant Bruner seized 
 the colors, and, amid cheers and a rain of 
 bullets, planted tlfe Stars and Stripes upon 
 the ramparts. 
 
 Again, at Champion Hill, the Twenty-, 
 third Avas about breaking, when Sergeant 
 Bruner took the colors in his hand, and 
 cried, " Boys, follow ! don't flincli from 
 your duty ! " and on they Avent, following 
 their brave color-bearer ; and the intrench- 
 ment Avas taken. 
 
 Again, at the battle of Big Black,*Com- 
 pany B, of the TAventy-third Wisconsin, 
 got orders from General Grant to plant a 
 cannon and try to silence a battery, which 
 Avas bravely done, when the cannon was 
 dismantled. Captain and First Lieutenant 
 Avere gone and AA'ounded. Sergeant Bru- 
 ner again cheered on his men, and, in a 
 hand-to-hand fight, the enemy Avere routed. 
 The Sergeant Avas made prisoner tAvice, 
 but his captors were soon put hors du com- 
 bat by his brave folloAvers, who Avould die 
 for the brave Sergeant — afterAvards Cap- 
 
 tain. The Confederates were driven back 
 Avith lost colors. 
 
 Singular to say. Sergeant Bruner, Avho, 
 up to June, 18G3, had led on his men in 
 more than thirteen battles, and always in 
 front, had the good fortune to escape being 
 Avounded. He captured, Avith his OAvn 
 hands', three Confederate flags, which he 
 handed over to General Grant. 
 
 Well Done for a Youth. 
 The gallant conduct of Henry Shaler, 
 of Lidianapolis, Indiana, at the battle, of 
 Gettysburgh, was worthy of all praise and 
 remembrance. He seems to have more 
 than equaled the self-told mythical per- 
 formance of the Irishman Avho " surroimd- 
 ed " a half-dizen of the enemy and bagged 
 them plump. Henry's parents reside in 
 Indianapolis, and are Germans. Harry 
 is a brick ; he did more, that is, he took 
 more prisoners in the battle of Gettys- 
 burgh, than any other man in the army. 
 
 Gen. Meadj's Headquarters. 
 
 He took in all tAventy-five men, — one 
 Lieutenant and eighteen men at one time ; 
 he took them by strategy that was strat- 
 egy — he surrounded them, and they had 
 to give up. On the morning of the fourth 
 he .went out Avith his poncho over his 
 shoulders, so that tlie rebs couldn't see his 
 coat, and thus they thought he Avas one of 
 their OAvn men. He Avent up and told 
 them to lay d0A\Ti their anns and come 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 
 
 247 
 
 and help carry some wounded off the 
 field; they did so. When he got them 
 away from their arms he rode up to the 
 Lieutenant, and told him to give up his 
 sword ; the Lieutenant refused at first, but 
 
 Well Done for a Youth. 
 
 Hany drew his pepper-box, and like 
 Crockett's coon, the Lieutenant came do^vn 
 without a shot. Harry then took them 
 all into camp. He took a Captain and 
 five men at another time, making twenty- 
 five in all. Pretty well for a little Dutch- 
 man, like Harry — one of Meade's noblest 
 fiditers. 
 
 " Boys ! " he shouted, " are you the sol- 
 diers of the Sixth Ohio, who ibught with 
 me at Cheat Mountain ? You never 
 turned your backs upon traitors in Vir- 
 ginia. Will you do it here ? " 
 
 " No ! no ! " they screamed almost fran- 
 tically ; " Lead us back ! lead us back ! ! " 
 
 From every quarter came rushing back 
 the scattered fragments of the regiment ; 
 with magic swiftness they re-formed the 
 ranks ; Avitli General Reynolds at their 
 head, they charged the jubilant enemy, 
 and, after a moment's struggle, every Con- 
 federate in front of them, not killed or 
 wounded, was in confused retreat. 
 
 The example of the Sixth Ohio was 
 communicated to the flying fragments of 
 other regiments, and it is a memorable 
 fact m the history of this battle, that these 
 rallied stragglers, princij^filly from one di- 
 vision, re-formed ranks alAost of their 
 own accord, and drove back the forces of 
 the enemy which at that point had been 
 victoriously pressing on. 
 
 Rallying' Again for the Battle. 
 At the battle of Chickamauga, the 
 chivalrous courage of General Reynolds 
 enabled him not only to keep his o\Yn di- 
 vision in effective order, but to give effect- 
 ive assistance to the forces around him. 
 A tremendous onslaught of the enemy 
 broke General Palmer's lines, and scat- 
 tered several of his regiments in wild dis- 
 may toward the rear. Amongst these 
 was the Sixth Ohio, which, in charge of 
 the fine-spirited Anderson, had, up to that 
 moment, nobly maintained its ground. 
 General Reynolds perceiving the danger, 
 quick as lightning threw himself amongst 
 the brave but broken Guthi'ies. 
 
 Kilpatrick's Battle-Flag- at Hagerstown. 
 
 On Monday, the thirteenth of July, 
 1863, General Kilpatrick Avas anxious to 
 make an advance, but could not obtain or- 
 ders. Some of the Pennsylvania militia 
 were placed at his disposal, and he thought 
 he would try one- regiment under fire. 
 The Philadelphia Blues were selected, 
 and, accompanied by the First Vermont 
 cavalry, a demonstration was made on the 
 right — the Confedei*ates then occupying a 
 fortified position. The militia were now 
 deployed, the General desiring them to 
 move to the crest of a knoll, where the 
 bullets were flying pretty lively. There 
 was some hesitancy at first, whereupon 
 the battle-flag presented to the division by 
 the ladies of Boonsboro was sent to the 
 front. Sergeant Judy, bearer of the flag, 
 cried out — 
 
 " TTiisis General Kilpatrich\l)attle-Jlag ; 
 follow it!" 
 
 The militia obeyed the summons prompt- 
 ly, and fell some distance in front of the 
 
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 line, and it was supposed for some time 
 that the enemy had captured the flag ; but 
 at night, when Judy was brought in on a 
 litter, he proudly waved the battle-flag. 
 
 The novelty of being thus under fire 
 for the first time was keenly felt by the 
 militia. About the first man touched had 
 the top of his head grazed just close 
 enough to draw blood. He halted — threw 
 down his musket — truly an astonished 
 
 Maj. Gen. Judson Kilpatrick. 
 
 man ! One or two officers and a dozen or 
 more privates ran up hurriedly to see Avhat 
 the matter w^as. Runnmg both hands 
 over his pate, and seeing blood, he ex- 
 claimed, "A ball ! A ball ! " — Avhile the 
 others stood on agape with astonishment, 
 until the shrill voice of the General sound- 
 ed in their ears : " Move on there ! " 
 
 "I'U Do It, teU General Grant." 
 One of the Fort Donelson correspond- 
 ents, writing from Cairo, gives a most 
 graphic description of the attack by Gen- 
 eral C. F. Smith's division upon the ene- 
 my's works in that splendid fight. Cap- 
 tain Hillyer, General Grant's Aide de 
 Camp, rode down to General Smith, M^th 
 the order to charge at the point of the bayo- 
 net. It had been long and impatiently ex- 
 pected. '• I'll do it, tell General Grant, 
 rU do it," was the reply ; and then, facing 
 his men, he shouted : " Soldiers, we are 
 ordered to take those Avorks by assault ; 
 
 are you ready ? " '"Ay, ay, Sir. Ready ! 
 Hurrah ! " burst from the ranks. Then, 
 placing liimself at their head, he thun- 
 dered — ^'■Charge hayonets! forivard! 
 double-quick ! March ! " The double- 
 quick soon became a run, but, never fal- 
 tering, the solid colvunn charged through 
 a storm of shells, solid shot and bullets, 
 over the parapet into the fort, like a thim- 
 der-bolt, upon the panic-struck foe. 
 
 Nothing Lost by True Couragre. 
 
 An illustration of the spu-it of the brave 
 men Avho fought the battles of good 
 government against treason will be found 
 in the following, — though this is but one 
 of a thousand similar noble and heroic 
 instances. 
 
 A ]^ew Hampshire regiment had been 
 engaged in several successive battles, very 
 bloody and very desperate, and in each 
 engagement had been distmguishing them- 
 selves more and more ; but their successes 
 had been very dearly bought, both in men 
 and officers. Just before the taps, the 
 "vvord came that the fort they had been 
 uivesting was to be stormed by daybreak 
 the next morning, and they were invited 
 to lead the ' forlorn hope.' For a time 
 the brain of the Colonel fairly reeled Avith 
 anxiety. The post of honor was the post 
 of danger, but in view of all circum- 
 stances, would it be right, by the accept- 
 ance of such a pi'oposition, to involve his 
 already decimated regiment in utter amii- 
 hilation? He called his long and well- 
 tried chaplain into council wdth him, and, 
 asking what was best to be done, the chap- 
 lain advised him to let the men decide it 
 for themselves. 
 
 At the Colonel's request, he stated to 
 the regiment all the circumstances. Not 
 one in twenty probably would be left alive 
 after the first charge. Scarcely one of the 
 entire number would escape death, except 
 as they were wounded or taken prisoners. 
 No one would be compelled to go, if he 
 did not cro with all his heart. " Thinlc it 
 
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GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 
 
 249 
 
 over, men, calmly and deliberately, and 
 come back at twelve o'clock and let us 
 know your answer." True to the appoint- 
 ed time, they all returned. 
 
 "All ? " was the interrogatory. 
 
 " Yes, Sir, all, without exception, and 
 all of them ready for service or for sacri- 
 fice." 
 
 " Now," said the chaplain, " go to your 
 tents and write your letters — settle all your 
 worldly business, and whatever sins you 
 have upon your consciences unconfessed 
 and unfoi'given, ask God to forgive them. 
 As usual, I will go with you, and the Lord 
 do with us as seemeth Him good." 
 
 The hour came, the assault was made, 
 onward those noble spirits rushed into 
 " the imminent deadly breach," right into 
 the jaws of death. But, like Daniel, when 
 he was thrown into the lions' den, it 
 pleased God that the lions' mouths should 
 be shut. Scarcely one hour before, the 
 enemy had secretly evacuated the fort, and 
 the 'forlorn hope' entered into full pos- 
 session, without the loss of a single man ! 
 
 Figrhting-, Dying:, and Bviried "with his Nig:- 
 gers." 
 
 Few military names among the fallen 
 brave in the war against rebellion will 
 maintain a more endearing freshness and 
 hallowed association, than that of Colonel 
 Robert G. Shaw. Of the most aristo- 
 cratic family comiections, wealthy, accom- 
 plished, he must have possessed the truest 
 moral courage to have enabled him to 
 march out of New York city, at the head 
 of the Massachusetts Fifty-fourth regi- 
 ment, all black or colored men, amidst the 
 jeers and scoffings of the " roughs," and 
 the contemptuous pity of many far re- 
 moved from that class. Yet this did Col- 
 onel Shaw, one dawning spring day, with 
 a brave, trustful heart, leaving mother and 
 the beauteous young being whom he had 
 just wedded, to go forth with those poor, 
 despised men, the first regiment of " nig- 
 gers " called into the field, and to share 
 their hardships, and teach them the same 
 16 
 
 knowledge that he himself possessed of 
 things present and of events and duties 
 to come. 
 
 Two months afterwards he was with 
 them before Fort Wagner, sitting on the 
 ground and talking to his men, very famil- 
 iarly and kindly. He told them how the 
 eyes of thousands would look on the night's 
 work on which they were about to enter ; 
 and he said, " Now, boys, I want you to 
 be men ! " He would walk along the line, 
 and speak words of cheer to his men. It 
 could be seen, too, that he was a man who 
 had counted the cost of the undertaking 
 before him, for his words were spoken 
 so ominously, — the Confederates having 
 openly threatened to make an especial 
 aim of any white officer leading colored 
 troops, — his lips were compressed, and 
 now and then there was visible a slight 
 twitching of the corners of the mouth, 
 like one bent on accomplishing or dying. 
 One poor fellow, struck, no doubt, by the 
 Colonel's determined bearing, exclaimed 
 as he was passing him, " Colonel, I will 
 stay Avith you till I die ; " and he kept his 
 word — he was never seen again after the 
 charge. 
 
 The Fifty-fourth colored Massachusetts 
 regiment held the right of the stonning 
 column that attacked Fort Wagner. It 
 went into action six hundred and fifty 
 strong, and came out with a loss of a third 
 of the men, and a still larger proportion 
 of officers, but eight out of twenty-three 
 coming out uninjured. The regiment was 
 marched up in column by wings, the first 
 being under the command of Colonel 
 Shaw. When about one thousand yards 
 from the fort, the enemy opened upon 
 them with shot, shell, and canister. They 
 pressed through this storm, and cheered 
 and shouted as they advanced. When 
 within a hundred yards of the fort, the 
 musketry from it opened with such ter- 
 rible effect that the first battalion hesi- 
 tated — only for an instant. Colonel Shaw 
 sprang forward, and, waving his sword, 
 cried — 
 
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 " Forward ! my brave boys ! " 
 
 With another cheer and shout, they 
 rushed through the ditch, gained the par- 
 apet on the riglit, and were soon hand to 
 hand with the foe. The brave Shaw was 
 otie of the first to scale the walls. There 
 he stood erect to urge forward his men, 
 and, while shouting to them to press for- 
 ward, he was shot dead, and fell into the 
 fort. His body was found with twenty 
 of his men lying dead around him, two 
 lying on his own body. In the morning 
 they were all buried together in the same 
 pit. When the Federals asked for the 
 gallant officer's body the next day after 
 the fight, they said — 
 
 " Colonel Shaw ! we buried him below 
 his niggers ! " 
 
 Thus died Robert G. Shaw — the rich, 
 prosperous, accomplished member of one 
 of, the choicest circles of refined and ele- 
 gant society in America, and who might 
 have lived at his ease in the beautiful 
 companionship and "feurroundings of his 
 home on Staten Island. He who might 
 have fought gallantly in splendid uniform 
 on a noble charger among his fellows in 
 riches and station, died fighting side by 
 side with a race who, for generations, have 
 been unstintedly despised and " cast out " 
 — spending the last months of his life in 
 friendly contact with them — and finally 
 buried beneath "his niggers" with con- 
 tempt and insult. There is no thread or 
 filament of fiction interwoven with this 
 sketch. It is reality xmadomed with 
 fancy. 
 
 G-ood Samaritan in an Unexpected Hour and 
 Place. 
 
 Soon after the battle of Bull Run, a 
 gentleman who happened in at the quar- 
 ters of the Michigan Fourth regiment, 
 one morning, came in contact with a very 
 intelligent Corporal, who became sepa- 
 rated from his regiment during the retreat, 
 and was obliged to seek shelter among the 
 bushes. When night came, he wandered 
 along and lost his way in the woods. Be- 
 
 ing slightly wounded in the leg, his pro- 
 gress was somewhat slow, so that by Wed- 
 nesday night he had only reached the en- 
 virons of Fairfax. Exhausted and com- 
 pletely dispirited, he espied a Confederate 
 picket, and dehberately walked up and 
 
 Good Samaritan. 
 
 told the sentry Avho he was. To his 
 grateful surprise the southern soldier pour- 
 ed out some whisky, gave him food, told 
 him where he could find a stack of arms, 
 and where he could sleep in perfect secu- 
 rity in a negro hut. He added : " I am a 
 Union man, but preferred to volunteer to 
 fight rather than to be impressed. I thus 
 save my property, and will trust to luck. 
 If we iTveet again in battle, I will not try 
 very hard to shoot you, and mind you don't 
 me." Truly a good Samaritan and a wise 
 man. 
 
 Skulking^ and Fourth-of-Jtdy Speeches at 
 Pittsburg: Landing:. 
 
 On the bluffs above the river there was 
 — at the battle of Pittsburg Landing — a 
 sight that made many a brave man's cheek 
 tingle. There were not less than five 
 thousand skulkers lining the banks ! 
 If asked why they didn't go to their places 
 in the line, their reply was : " Oh ! our 
 regiment is all cut to pieces." If asked, 
 " Why don't you go to where it is forming 
 again ? " "I can't find it," was the skulk- 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 
 
 251 
 
 er's answer, — and he looked as if that 
 would be the very last thing he would 
 want to do. Officers were around among 
 them, trying to hunt up their men, storm- 
 ing, coaxing, commanding — cursing. One 
 strange fellow — understood to be a Major, 
 undertook to make a sort of elevated, 
 superfine Fourth of July speech to every- 
 body that would listen to him. He meant 
 well, certainly — as for example: "Men 
 of Kentucky, of Illinois, of Ohio, of Iowa, 
 of Indiana, I implore you, I beg of you, 
 come up now. Help us through two hours 
 more. By all that you hold dear, by the 
 homes you hope to defend, by the flag you 
 love, by the States you honor, by all your 
 love of country, by all your hatred of 
 treason, 1 conjure you, come up and do 
 your duty now ! " — and so on for quality. 
 " That feller's a good speaker," was the 
 only response heard, and the soldier who 
 gave it nestled more snugly behind his 
 tree as he uttered it. Enough is known 
 of the natm'C of the skulking animal in an 
 army during a battle ; their performances 
 show but little variation of programme, 
 but rarely have they been known to " come 
 off"" on so large and heart-sickening a 
 scale, as on this occasion. Still, it was a 
 big army, and perhaps the skulking did 
 not much exceed the average percentage. 
 The runaways all sought the Landing. 
 
 Escape of General Tyler and Staff". 
 
 The scene at the military head-quarters 
 in Baltimore, July 13th, 1864, on the ar- 
 rival of Brigadier- General Tyler, com- 
 manding the first separate brigade of the 
 Eighth Amiy Corps, and who was re- 
 ported to have been either killed or cap- 
 tured in the action at Monocacy Junc- 
 tion on the Saturday previous, Avas most 
 exhilarating. Accompanying him were 
 Captain Webb and Lieutenant Goldsbor- 
 ough, of his staff. 
 
 It appeared that on Saturday, after the 
 Federal troops had retired from the Mon- 
 ocacy Bridge, General Tyler and his staff 
 made a staud oa tlie liill on the east side 
 
 of the bridge, but were not there long be- 
 fore they discovered themselves to be sur- 
 rounded by the rebels. The General and 
 his party succeeded in making their es- 
 cape on the north side, closely pursued by 
 the enemy, who fired upon them repeat- 
 edly, killing one of the General's ordei-lies, 
 a German. To this fact, the General at- 
 tributed his escape, as, when the soldier 
 fell from his saddle into the road, the pur- 
 suers stopped to see who it was, and to 
 inquire if General Tyler was not of the 
 party. During this time, the General 
 reached a clump of woods, and the three 
 officers secreted themselves from their pur- 
 suers. A negro, who was endeavoring to 
 make his escape from the rebel lines, 
 pointed out the way to the house of a well 
 known and patriotic citizen of Frederick 
 county, whose family were unremitting in 
 their attentions to the fugitives, conceal- 
 ing them until Tuesday, when they took 
 their departure for Frederick, which they 
 reached early in the morning. 
 
 The appearance of General Tyler in 
 the streets of Frederick created the great- 
 est surprise. The rebels had boasted that 
 he had been killed by them, and it was 
 believed to be a fact until the loyal citi- 
 zens saw to the contrary themselves. 
 
 Fruit in Old Age. 
 
 The name of Ishmael Day will long be 
 remembered in Baltimore county,, as that 
 of one who, without fear of man, but in 
 the fear of God, used the limbs and facul- 
 ties with which God had endowed him, to 
 the noblest advantage, in his old age. 
 
 On Sunday evening, July 10th, 1864, 
 Day heard that Dulaney's valley, Mary- 
 land, was filled with rebels stealing horses 
 and cattle, but did not give credit to the 
 report, thinking they were Federal troops 
 pressing horses. About sun-down the 
 same day he heard that the rebels were 
 on the Hartford pike, about a mile dis- 
 tant, the people living thereon being much 
 excited. He went to bed, leaving a lamp 
 dimly burning all night, and arose eai'lv 
 
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 on Monday morning and ran up the glo- 
 rious old Stars and Stripes rather earlier 
 than usual, then sat down on the front 
 porch. About six o'clock A. M., the 
 sound of horses' feet coming down the 
 road was heard, and in a short time two 
 of them came at full tilt up to the door, 
 'Ml'. Day moved down to the lower step 
 to see if there were any more near, and, 
 seeing none, resumed hi's seat. 
 
 By this time the foremost one had dis- 
 mounted, seized hold of the foot of the flag, 
 jerked it down and broke ^he rope, cursing 
 and calling it a 'damned old rag.' Day 
 coolly asked him, " What do you mean ? 
 "What are you about ? " Without waiting, 
 however, a reply, he ran immediately up 
 stairs, seized one of his two guns, already 
 loaded in a bedroom. With this gun, he 
 shot the foremost one of the rebels, direct- 
 
 Brigadier- General Wm. W. Averill. 
 
 ing his shot out of the second story win- 
 dow, which was standing open. When 
 shot, the rebel was in the act of folding up 
 the flag for his departure, but raised his 
 hands and fell back, exclaimmg, "I am 
 shot ! " 
 
 Mr. Day now seized the other gun, and 
 ran down stairs, when he was met by Mrs. 
 Day, crying, and imploring that he would 
 not shoot again or they would kill him. 
 He however pressed out into the yard to 
 
 take a shot at the other marauder, but he 
 was among the missing, having clapped 
 spurs to his horse on the fall of liis com- 
 rade. This was a matter of keen regret 
 to the old patriot, as it failed him of the 
 opportunity to give him his dose of me- 
 talUc bitters also. Seeing none of the 
 squad at the time, he walked up to the 
 wounded man, and, in his patriotic anger, 
 said, " You rebel rascal, I will now finish 
 you ! " Day cocked his gun for that pur- 
 pose, but the rebel asked for mercy and 
 surrendered. Knowing that he had re- 
 ceived the whole charge. Day Avas satisfied 
 that he could not live, and therefore did 
 not shoot again, — seeing he would never be 
 able again to haul down and dishonor the 
 flag under which Averill ' led to conquer.' 
 
 The whole troop was now heard coming 
 down the road. Day returned forthwith 
 to his bedroom, got a six-barrelled re- 
 volver, and with the loaded gun started 
 for a hiding-place, about two hundred and 
 fifty yards northeast of his house, — hardly 
 doing so before they were all at the house, 
 at once firing his buildings, sparing only 
 a small corn and hen-house. Everything 
 was burnt by them, including all the per- 
 sonal property. At the end of the confla- 
 gration, which he was an eye witness to, 
 Mr. Day went to one of his nearest neigh- 
 bors to get some breakfast, and afterward 
 to a second one to get his dinner, and was 
 conveyed to Baltimore the same day. On 
 the next Thursday, he had his' name en- 
 rolled in the company of the Old De- 
 fenders, commanded by Captain Childs, 
 for the defence of Baltimore, and on the 
 same day obtained a guard from head- 
 quarters, to bring in the wounded rebel, 
 who aftei-wards died. 
 
 A short time previous to this occurrence, 
 Mr. Day, on being asked if he would keep 
 his flag floating in case of an invasion by 
 the rebels, said, emphatically — 
 
 " Yes, and I'll shoot the first of them 
 who attempts to take it down, if it costs 
 me my life the next instant ! " 
 
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 253 
 
 Heroism of Sherman on the Battle-field of 
 Shiloh. 
 
 At the battle of Shiloh, a cavalry officer 
 having occasion to report personally to 
 General Sherman about noon of the first 
 day at that place, found him dismounted, 
 his arm in a sling, his hand bleeding, his 
 horse dead, himself covered with dust, 
 his face besmeared with powder and blood ; 
 he was giving directions at the moment to 
 Major Taylor, his chief of artillery, who 
 had just brought a battery into position. 
 Mounted orderlies were coming and going 
 in haste ; staff officers were making anx- 
 ious inquiries ; everybody but himself was 
 excited. The battle raged terrifically in 
 every direction. Just then there seemed 
 to be universal commotion on our right, 
 when it was observed that our men were 
 giving back. General Shennan said — 
 
 " I was looking for that, but I am ready 
 for them." 
 
 His quick, sharp eyes gleamed, and his 
 war-begrimmed face beamed with satisfac- 
 tion. The enemy's packed columns now 
 made their appearance, and as quickly the 
 guns which Sherman had so carefully 
 placed hi position began to speak. The 
 deadly effect on the enemy was apparent. 
 "While Sherman was still managing the 
 artillery. Major Sanger, a staff officer, 
 called his attention to the fact that the 
 enemy's cavalry were charging towards 
 the battery. The General's quick reply to 
 this was— ^ 
 
 " Order up those two companies of in- 
 fantry." 
 
 The General coolly went on with his 
 guns, and the cavalry made a gallant 
 charge — but their horses carried back 
 empty saddles. The enemy was evidently 
 foiled. Our men, gaining fresh courage, 
 rallied again, and for the first time that 
 day the enemy was held stubbornly in 
 check. A moment more, and he fell back 
 over the piles of his dead and wounded. 
 
 Close of McPherson's Noble Career. 
 General McPherson's Grand Division 
 held the left of the line in the fighting be- 
 
 fore Atlanta, on the day when his death 
 occurred. About noon, the General re- 
 ceived a report from one of his officers 
 that the enemy were approachmg upon 
 the left — the extreme of his line — in 
 heavy force. Arrangements were imme- 
 diately set in motion to meet the expected 
 attack, but as the blow was delayed, ap- 
 prehension for a time was lulled. The 
 General had ridden from left to right in 
 superintending the advance of his skiiTnish 
 line, and was returning again to the right. 
 He was alone, or had with him only one 
 of his orderlies, a faithful sergeant. Not 
 being aware of the presence of the rebels 
 so near him, he came upon a party lying 
 m ambush, who, running from their covert 
 between the Sixteenth and Seventeenth 
 corps, cried out wildly — 
 
 " There they come ; give 'em hell !" 
 A volley accompanied this, and the 
 General was shot through the breast, the 
 ball entering his right side and lodging in 
 his body. He fell from his horse. A 
 party of half a dozen rebels ran out from 
 the woods, and coming up to where the 
 sergeant was already bending over the 
 body, they snatched a handful of papers 
 from the General's side-pocket, took his 
 gold watch, and, calling to the sergeant to 
 follow them as a prisoner, were starting 
 off. The sergeant feigned to be wounded, 
 and was left to care for the dying General. 
 Immediately afterward, officers and order- 
 Hes meeting Colonel Strong, Inspector- 
 General, and Captain Buell, both of Gen- 
 eral McPherson's staff, accompanied by a 
 few orderlies, related the whole circum- 
 stance. Colonel Strong instantly drew the 
 party into line, and ordered a charge. 
 This handful of brave and impetuous men, 
 regardless of the foemen in fi'ont, dashed 
 gallantly ahead, and drove off the thieving 
 enemy. But the thieving was not all 
 done by the enemy. Improving their 
 chance, two Federal soldiers came up and 
 took the General's pocket-book, containing 
 three hundred dollars in money. One of 
 them expressing a wish to see that it was 
 safely kept to be restored, asked the other 
 
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 his name, at the same time giving his o'wn. 
 The only reply he received was to let him 
 see the pocket-book, which the miscreant 
 took, extracted the money, and then throw- 
 ing the pocket-book down, ran away. 
 General McPherson all this time was still 
 alive, but unconscious.. While Captain 
 BueU, with his revolver, kept the enemy 
 at bay. Colonel Strong, assisted by the oi-- 
 derlies, lifted the nude body, stripped of 
 every article of clothing save a glove and 
 a sock, to his own horse, and bore it safely 
 from the field. Beneath the light glove 
 covering the left hand was a diamond ring, 
 which the vandals failed to discover. All 
 this occurred in less time than it takes to 
 describe it, and the daring and determmed 
 charge made by Colonel Strong for the 
 body of his noble and loved chief foi-med 
 one of the most gallant episodes of the 
 war. 
 
 The General's body was conveyed in an 
 ambulance to the head-quarters of General 
 Sherman at Howard's house, where the 
 officers Avho had heard of the sad event 
 hurriedly assembled, to take a farewell 
 view of their honored General. The body 
 was stiU warm. General Sherman, who, 
 up to this moment, had appeared unmoved 
 by the untoward events of the hour, and 
 by all the alarming reports brought to 
 him, became deeply moved at the sight of 
 the dead body of the General. He rever- 
 ently uncovered his head as the corpse 
 was brought in, all present doing the same, 
 and gathered around the body. The noble 
 features were as placid as if the dead were 
 reposing in calm sleep. Officers and men, 
 and the servants and orderlies of the de- 
 parted, mingled their tears over the lifeless 
 form of the great and good man who lay 
 before them. Thus closed the noble career 
 of one of the most brilliant officers m the 
 national cause. 
 
 Missing: their Booty. 
 A narrow escape was that of Major 
 Hale's, who Avas paying the troops sta- 
 tioned between Nashville and Murfrees- 
 
 boro'. He was, hoAvever, not doomed to 
 ' fall by the SAvord,' nor yet by the rifle. 
 The Major had been to Lavergne, and 
 paid the Union troops there, and was on 
 his Avay to Stockade No. 2, six miles from 
 Nashville, m an ambulance, accompanied 
 by a Lieutenant and two or three men. 
 Before arriving at the stockade he sent 
 the men forward to reconnoitre, feeling 
 that such a precaution was necessary. 
 Suddenly, half a dozen guerrillas made a 
 dash on his ambulance, — the Major seized 
 the safe key and took out all the large 
 bills, and fled Avith them to the bushes. 
 
 The Lieutenant took a Henry rifle with 
 him, and fled also. The horses attached 
 to the ambulance immediately took fright, 
 and had gone but a few i^ods whgn the 
 safe fell out on the ground 5 at this the 
 marauders dismounted, one of them ex- 
 claiming with gusto, " Here is what we 
 are after ' " They at once threw down the 
 guns, and were about helping themselves 
 to the money, when the Lieutenant, who, 
 with the paymaster, Avas secreted in some 
 bushes near by, fired and womided one of 
 the men. A comrade immediately went 
 to his assistance, when a second shot 
 brought the fellow to the groimd, a corpse. 
 The others, Avamed by this example, then 
 fled without securing any of the coveted 
 booty. 
 
 Li the dead guerrilla, Major Hale re- 
 cognized a man who Avas at Lavergne that 
 very morning, trying to get a pass to Nash- 
 ville as a loyal citizen ! 
 
 Anderson and his brave little Company 
 leaving Fort Sumter. 
 Havmg defended Fort Sumter for thirty- 
 four hours, until the quarters were entirely 
 burned, the main gates destroyed by fire, 
 the gorge wall seriously mjured, the mag- 
 azine surrounded by flames, and its door 
 closed from the effects of the heat, four 
 barrels and three cartridges of powder 
 only being available, and no proA'isions but 
 pork remaming, Major Anderson accepted 
 the terms of evacuation offered by Gen- 
 
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 255 
 
 eral Beauregard, and marched out of the 
 fort Sunday afternoon, April 14th, 1861, 
 with colors flying and drums beating. 
 
 The terms of evacuation were, that the 
 garrison should take all their individual 
 and company's property with them ; that 
 they should march out with their side and 
 other arms, with all the honors in their 
 own way and in their own time, and that 
 they should salute their flag and bear it 
 away with them. Beauregard previously 
 had asked Major Anderson if he would 
 not accept of the terms without the salute. 
 Major Anderson replied, " No ! " It was 
 late on Saturday night when the terms 
 demanded were finally agreed to ; and then 
 Beauregard sent word to Major Anderson 
 that he would furnish the Isabel, or any 
 other vessel at his command, to convey 
 him and his men, to any port in the United 
 States he should choose. 
 
 On Sunday, therefore, the Isabel came 
 down frSai Charleston, and anchored near 
 Fort Sumter, and the little steamer Clinch 
 lay alongside the wharf to transport Ma- 
 jor Anderson and his men to the larger 
 vessel. 
 
 When the baggage had been all put on 
 board the Clinch, the soldiers being inside 
 the fort \mder arms, a number were de- 
 tailed to salute the United States flag. At 
 the fiftieth gun the flag was lowered and 
 the men set up a loud cheer. In firing, 
 however, this last discharge, a premature 
 explosion took place which killed one man 
 instantly, seriously wounded another, and 
 injured less seriously two other men. 
 These were the only casualties of moment 
 during the whole conflict. 
 
 The troops, having now been formed, 
 were marched out, while the band played 
 merrily " Yankee Doodle " and " Hail to 
 the Chief." Remaining on board the Isa- 
 bel during the night, in consequence of 
 the state of the tide, Major Anderson 
 and his men were transferred next morn- 
 ing to the Baltic, and during the evening 
 of the day after sailed for New York. 
 
 Safe Across the Biver. 
 
 The escape of a portion of the Massa- 
 chusetts Twentieth, at the Ball's Bluff 
 struggle, constituted one of the most mem- 
 orable of the events connected with that 
 awful tragedy. 
 
 After all was finished, and the frag- 
 ments of the regiment were brought to- 
 gether on the water's edge, it was deter- 
 mined to push upward along the shore 
 with the vmcertain hope of finding some 
 means of re-crossing to the Maryland side. 
 In the event of meeting the enemy, how- 
 ever, it was decided to surrender at once, 
 since any contest under the circumstances 
 would be a useless sacrifice of hfe. After 
 progressing a mile or so, the officers (Cap- 
 tains Bartlett and Tremlett, and Lieuten- 
 ants Whittier and Abbott,) discovered a 
 mUl surrounded by cottages, about which 
 numbers of persons were seen moving. 
 Here it seemed that they must yield them- 
 selves. The officers ordered a halt, and 
 directed the men to cast all their arms 
 into the river, so that the enemy should 
 gain as little as possible by the surrender. 
 
 " Shall we be accountable if we throw 
 them away ? " asked one or two. 
 
 " Guess not, if an officer orders us," 
 said others. 
 
 So everything went over. Lieutenant 
 Whittier went on in advance with a white 
 handkerchief tied on his sword, to be used 
 when occasion should demand. The first 
 person met was an old negro, who, though 
 greatly terrified at encountering so large 
 and imexpected an assemblage, contrived 
 to reveal that an old boat was stored near 
 the mill, which might be bailed out and 
 used to convey the fugitives across the 
 river. A gift of five dollars insured his 
 services, and the boat was in due time 
 launched and ready for use. It was ^mall, 
 and only a few could pass each trip, but 
 they were all transferred in safety. 
 
 Hoax upon Rebel Sharpshooters. 
 One morning, some boys of the Fifteenth 
 Illinois, who were doing duty in the rifle- 
 
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 pits at Vicksburg, manufactured an imita- 
 tion soldier and accoutred him in the reg- 
 ulation uniform. When the bogus imita- 
 tion Avas completed, they raised it up slight- 
 ly above the work, when whizz — whizz — 
 whizz — went the rifles of the rebel sharp- 
 shooters, and two bullets penetrated the 
 spot where the brains ought to have been. 
 Dropping him down, they soon exposed the 
 figure again, and repeated it several times 
 to the great amusement of the soldiers, 
 who were delighted to see the rebels so 
 completely humbugged into wasting their 
 time as Avell as powder, in firing at a log 
 of wood. The hoax was at length discov- 
 ered by a lynx-eyed rebel, who, in clear 
 clarion tones AVhich were distinctly heard 
 in our lines, shouted out, "Oh, you — 
 Yankees, no more of your infernal wood- 
 en nutmeg and white oak cheese jokes. 
 They are played out, and be — to 
 
 you!" 
 
 Generals Grant and Meade in Consultation 
 before Richmond. 
 
 When the first terrible climax of the 
 battle between Grant and Lee was over. 
 Generals Grant and Meade established 
 their personal head-quarters on the site of 
 Cold Harbor. The great question was: 
 Will the assault be renewed? To those 
 looking into the face of General Grant for 
 an answer to this query, there was no leg- 
 ible response. His is a face that tells no 
 tales — a face impassive in victory or de- 
 feat ; face of stone ; a sphinx face ! Not 
 of him can it be said, as Lady Macbeth to 
 her lord : " Thy face, my thane, is as a 
 book, wherein one may read strange 
 things." Rather is it a palimpsest, whose 
 obscured characters escape the scrutiny of 
 the keenest-eyed searcher. 
 
 Nothing, indeed, could be moi'C striking 
 than the contrast presented by these two 
 commanders, as they stood in consultation 
 on that bare hill, with their faces turned 
 Richmond- ward. The small form Avith the 
 slight stoop in the shoulders, sunken gray 
 eyes, still, reserved i||meanor, impassive 
 
 face and chin as of a bull-dog or close-set 
 steel trap — that is Grant ; the tall figure, 
 with the nervous, emphatic articulation 
 and action, and face as of antique parch- 
 ment — that is Meade, — and the antipodes 
 could not bring together a gi'cater con- 
 trast. 
 
 Whether it was that General Grant him- 
 self was in doubt as to the path Avhich 
 should be pursued, or that he felt the need 
 of seeing for himself the actual situation 
 — for from the thickness of the woods 
 everything was hid as by a veil — is not 
 knoAvn, but he suddenly mounted his horse, 
 and rode rapidly down (an occasional shot 
 or shell passing over his head and falling 
 around at head-qiiarters) to the head-quar- 
 ters of General Hancock, and afterAvard 
 to those of General Wright ; and Avhen he 
 came back it was plain there AAould be no 
 rencAval of the battle, for they all rode 
 leisurely again to the old camp occupied the 
 night before. 
 
 Friendship's Strongrest Test. 
 In the terrible engagement at Fort Don- 
 elson, an oivierly sergeant, seeing a rebel 
 point a rifle at the Captain of his compa- 
 ny, thrcAV himself before his beloved of- 
 ficer, received the bullet in his breast, 
 and fell dead in the arms of him he had 
 saved. The brave felloAv had been reared 
 and generously treated by the Captain's 
 father, and had declared, AA^hen enlisting, 
 that he Avould be happy to die to save the 
 life of his benefactor's son. The affection 
 shoAvn by Damon and Pythias did not ex- 
 ceed that of this nameless soldier on the 
 battlefield of his loved country. 
 
 Four Strapping- Confederates Bag-g-ed "by a 
 Union Captain. 
 
 One night in June the rebels^ about 
 Vicksburg came out in force, and by mak- 
 ing a long detour got in the rear of three 
 companies which had been sent out to pro- 
 tect the men at work in digging Union 
 rifle-pits. They killed, Avomided and cap- 
 tured upwards of one hundred of our 
 
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 257 
 
 soldiers, and got back to their works just 
 before daylight, with small loss. Captain 
 G — , discovering that they were complete- 
 ly surrounded and that there was no chance 
 of escape, contrived to climb a tree, and 
 there he remauaed undiscovered vmtil the 
 rebels retreated, when he came down and 
 stai-ted towards our lines. He had gone 
 but a short distance when he suddenly 
 came upon four rebels armed with rifles, 
 who at the same moment saAV him. It 
 was a critical situation, but the Captain 
 was equal to it. Marching directly up to 
 them he said : " What the devil are you 
 doing here?" The secesh were rather 
 taken aback by his authoi-itative and bold 
 manner, and never doubting for a moment 
 that his Company were at hand, unhesita- 
 tingly laid down their amis upon his order- 
 ing them to do so. Soon after, our troops and 
 pickets wei-e greatly puzzled by the sight 
 of four strapping Confederates marching in 
 line in the direction of camp with a Fed- 
 eral officer immediately behind, a revolver 
 in one hand, his sword in the other. It 
 was Captain G^ — , marching his four pris- 
 oners to head-quarters. 
 
 " Forward 1 March ! "—LastWords of a Fed- 
 eral Lieutenant at Newbem. 
 
 A touching scene on the battle-field is 
 the following, which occurred at Newbem, 
 North Carolina : The Lieutenant was in 
 advance of his men in the bayonet charge, 
 when a volley from the enemy shattered 
 his right leg and the Captain's left. They 
 were both removed and laid side by side, 
 when William called to the Surgeon and 
 said, " Surgeon, you must amputate my 
 leg, I cannot stand this." The Captam 
 tried to persuade him not to have it re- 
 moved, but he was determined, and said it 
 mu;t be done. The surgeon then admin- 
 istered chloroform and amputated his leg. 
 As soon as the operation was performed, 
 William called for a cigar, and smoked it 
 very leisurely until the fire was near to his 
 lips. The surgeon then came along, and 
 inquired, " How do you feel now, Lieuten- 
 
 ant ?" To which he replied, " Veiy com- 
 fortable ; but I feel as if that stump of a 
 leg you cut off was on again and the toes 
 Avere cold." The Captain said it made 
 him shudder to hear William speak so 
 coolly, and he turned his head so as to look 
 in his face. As he gazed at him he thought 
 hjs eyes looked strangely. At that mo- 
 ment WUliam sat up, and in a voice which 
 never sounded louder or clearer, shouted 
 to his men, " Forward — march ! " and fell 
 back dead. 
 
 Prayers for the President by a Dying- Sol- 
 dier. 
 
 The attack on Lee's Mills, near York- 
 town, by the Fourth and Sixth Vermont 
 regiments will be long remembered, and 
 there was at least one incident connected 
 with that attack which proves how much 
 stranger is truth than fiction. In the sum- 
 mer of 1861, a private was court-martialed 
 for sleeping on his post, out near Chain 
 Bridge on the Upper Potomac. He was 
 convicted, and his sentence was death ; the 
 finding was approved of by the General, 
 and the day fixed for his execution. He 
 was a youth of more than ordinary intelli- 
 gence ; he did not beg for pardon, but was 
 willing to meet his fate. The time drew 
 near ; the stem necessity of war required 
 that an example should be made of some 
 one ; his was an aggravated case. But 
 the facts reached the ears of the Presi- 
 dent ; he resolved to save him ; he signed 
 a pardon and sent it out ; the day came. 
 " Suppose," thought the President, " my 
 pardon has not reached him." The tele- 
 graph was called into requisition ; an an- 
 swer did not come promptly. '' Bring up 
 my carriage," he ordered. It came, and 
 soon the important .State papers were 
 dropped, and through the hot broiling sun 
 and dusty roads he rode to the camp, about 
 ten miles, and saAV that the soldier Avas 
 saved. He perhaps forgot the incident, ^ 
 but the soldier did not. When the Ver- 
 mont regiments charged upon the rifle-pits, 
 the enemy poured a volley upon them. 
 
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 The first man who fell, with six bullets in 
 his body, was William Scott, of Company 
 K. His comrades caught him up, and as 
 his life blood ebbed away, he raised to 
 heaven, amid the din of war, the cries of 
 the dying, and the shouts of the enemy, a 
 prayer for the President, and as he died 
 he remarked to his comrade that he had 
 shown he was no coward and not afi'aid to 
 die. 
 
 Wig's on Kebel Majors. 
 Colonel A. K. Johnson, of the Twenty- 
 eighth Illinois, shared in the dangers of 
 many a bold adventure. On the last day 
 of the action at Pittsburg Landing, and 
 \. while the rebels were flying in confusion 
 from their works, three of the officers in 
 their flight passed very near the place 
 where Colonel Johnson was stationed. 
 The Colonel instantly started in pursuit. 
 Coming within pistol range, he fired at the 
 nearest of his flying foes ; this brought the 
 rebel officer down on his horse's neck. 
 Colonel Johnson believing this to be' a feint 
 to avoid a second shot, determined to drag 
 him from his saddle by main force. Riding 
 up to his side for this purpose, he seized 
 him by the hair of his head, but to his 
 astonishment and disgust, he only brought 
 off the rebel Major's wig. Instantly re- 
 covering his headway, he again started for 
 the delinquent, but his pistol had done its 
 work, and before the Colonel reached him 
 his lifeless body had fallen from the sad- 
 dle. 
 
 He was Too Big not to be a Soldier. 
 When the present war commenced [says 
 a contributor to Harper's Drawer,] I was 
 practicing law in the State of Georgia. I 
 was a strong Union man, and concluded to 
 leave the land of secession and return to 
 my native city. I started for Mobile to 
 run the blockade ; when I reached Mont- 
 gomery, Alabama, I found I would have 
 to remain until the next day. That even- 
 ing, after tea, there was a large crowd in 
 the rotunda of the hotel, and the war Avas, 
 
 of course, the general theme of conversa- 
 tion. "War! — war to the death!" -was 
 nearly the only expression that could be 
 heard. Every body was volunteering, and 
 the whole city seemed to be in uniform. 
 In the midst of the excitement a little boy, 
 about five years old, came out of one of the 
 
 lie was too big not to be a soldier 
 
 parlors, dressed in the full uniform of a 
 Confederate Captain. He looked so pret- 
 ty and smart that I patted him on the head, 
 saying, " You're a very little man to be a 
 soldier." He turned, measured me with 
 his eye, and replied, " You're a very big 
 man 7iot to be a soldier ! " The crowd ap- 
 preciated it, and I paid for the liquor. 
 
 Military Notation according to President 
 Lincoln. 
 
 Somebody asked President Lincoln how 
 many men the rebels had in the field. He 
 replied very seriously, " Twelve hundred 
 thousand, according to the best authority." 
 The inteiTogator blanched in the face, at 
 this reply, and ejaculated despairingly, 
 " My God ! " " Yes, Sir, twelve hundred 
 thousand — no doubt of it ! You see, all 
 of our Generals, when they get whipped, 
 say the enemy outnumbers them from 
 three or five to one, and I must believe 
 them. We have four hundred thousand 
 men in the field, and three times four make 
 twelve. Don't you see it ? " The inquisi- 
 tive man looked for his hat soon after 
 
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 259 
 
 "seeing it." The President's arithmeti- 
 cal logic was altogether too square and 
 simple to be withstood, without question- 
 ing the veracity of somebody's statements. 
 Perhaps Mr. L. P. Walker, or Mr. Judah 
 P. Benjamin, the Confederate secretaries 
 of war — and so well known as ' gentle- 
 men of undoubted veracity ! ' could ex- 
 plain the discrepancy in numbers which so 
 puzzled the good President. 
 
 Judah P. BeDJamin. 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Captain Strong: Delivering- his Revolvers. 
 While on duty extending the line of 
 pickets, three miles north-west of Chain 
 Bridge, Captain Strong, of the Second 
 Regiment, Wisconsin Volunteers, was 
 taken prisoner. As he neared the river 
 he left three men, while, according to the 
 orders of Major Larrabee, he reconnoi- 
 tered, preparatory to assigning them posi- 
 tions. Having proceeded about a quarter 
 of a mile without discovering the slightest 
 trace of the enemy, he returned by a 
 slightly different route, to avoid the rough 
 road he had passed over, when he sud- 
 denly was surrounded by six rebel pickets 
 — two cavalry and four infantry. The 
 Captain surrendered ; and while they 
 marched him about twenty rods, amused 
 themselves .by applying the choicest epi- 
 thets, and promising themselves the pleas- 
 ure of a hanging bee. The Captain won- 
 dered they did not disarm him, but still 
 
 did not see any way of escape until one 
 of them, noticing his splendid pair of re- 
 volvers, said they would relieve him of 
 them. " Certainly, gentlemen," said the 
 Captain, drawing them from his belt be- 
 hind him, and cocking them silently ; " here 
 they are ! " As he said these words, he 
 fired each, and two men fell dead at his 
 feet, while he wheeled and secured cover 
 in some thick bushes, eluding the immedi- 
 ate pursuit of all but two bullets, one of 
 which pierced his canteen, the other, a 
 small round pistol ball, passing through 
 his left cheek, and coming out of his 
 mouth, without injuring a single tooth, but 
 slightly cutting his tongue ! 
 
 Carter's Polite Mode of Q-ivingr Information. 
 General Carter's expeditionary tour 
 into East Tennessee, in the winter of 
 1862-3, was attended with many brilliant 
 successes as well as noteworthy incidents. 
 Among the latter was a little occurrence, 
 brief and decisive, at Blountsville and 
 ZoUicoffer, the former being the county- 
 seat of Sullivan County. As the forces, 
 or a portion of them, entered that town, 
 a lady was observed at her door, tlu"owing 
 up her hands, and exclaiming : " The 
 Yankees ! the Yankees ! Great God, we 
 are lost!" After stopping at Blounts- 
 ville, a few minutes, to feed their horses, 
 they proceeded toward Zollicoffer, for- 
 mei'ly called Union Station, on the Vir- 
 ginia and East Tennessee railroad. At 
 this station were encamped about one hun- 
 dred and fifty of the Sixty-second North 
 Carolina regiment. Confederate soldiers, 
 under command of Major McDowell. 
 Colonel Carter, being in advance, met 
 three citizens, and, after passing the salu- 
 tations of the morning, mquired the news 
 of the day, when one of them replied that 
 there was "a rumor of there being a lot 
 of — Yankees within a few miles of 
 Blountsville." 
 
 "Ah! indeed," said Colonel Carter; 
 "who is in command at the station be- 
 low?" 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOfES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 " Major McDowell, Sir, and he is now 
 coming up to find out the truth of the re- 
 port," 
 
 " Well, gentlemen, you are all my pris- 
 oners. Guards, take them to the rear," 
 said the Colonel. 
 
 In a few minutes Major IMcDowell rode 
 ill sight, and four of the Union troops filed 
 across the road in his rear, when Colonel 
 Carter approached him, saying : 
 " Major McDowell, I believe ? " 
 " Yes, Sir, that is my name.". 
 " You are my prisoner, Sir." 
 " Pray, Sir, who may you be ? " 
 " Colonel Carter, Second Temiessee reg- 
 iment. Federal troops ! " 
 
 The Major looked utterly blank and 
 down-hearted, but concluded that resist- 
 ance Avas useless, when the Colonel in- 
 fonned him that he would impart to him, 
 with the greatest pleasure m the world, 
 the information he was seeking, namely, 
 that there was a large Federal force in 
 his rear — and, in order to prevent the effu- 
 sion of blood, it would be policy to advise 
 a surrender of the post. The poor Major 
 agreed to this, and accordingly advised 
 Lieutenant Inloes to surrender, which he 
 did. It was a big day's business both for 
 Carter and McDowell, though a little 
 more satisfactory to the former than the 
 latter. 
 
 Disguised as a Bell-Wether. 
 Among the loyal Temiesseeans who, in 
 * the times that tried men's souls,' came 
 into the Union Camp in Kentucky, was a 
 little fellow of about five feet four inches, 
 with gray and gi-izzled beard, dilapidated 
 nose, and an eye as keen as a fish-hawk's. 
 The manner of his escape from the mili- 
 tary clutches of the secessionists was re- 
 markable and highly ingenious. He 
 headed a large squad of his neighbors, 
 and eluded the Confederate pickets, by 
 wearmg a big sheep's bell on his head, dnd 
 bleating away over the mountains, fol- 
 lowed by a herd of men who did like-\Aase. 
 By this stratagem he deceived the Con- 
 
 federate scouts, and passed within a few 
 feet of them through one of the most im- 
 portant of the moimtain passes. Old 
 Macfarland — the name of the hero of the 
 bell — thus won the soubriquet of the bell- 
 wether, by which name he became known 
 all through the camps. He was a rough, 
 and good humored old man, with a full 
 supply of mother-wit, and was accustomed 
 to speak of himself as ' under size and 
 over age for a soldier,' which he literally 
 was. 
 
 Bishops Heade and Polk in Consultation. 
 
 The Right Rev. Leonidas Polk, Episco- 
 pal Bishop of the Diocese of Louisiana, 
 forsook the gowni for the sword at an early 
 stage of the rebellion, having been com- 
 missioned a Major-General in the anuy of 
 the Confederate States. The appoint- 
 ment was urged upon him for a considera- 
 ble time before he accepted it, and pre- 
 viously to his doing so he paid a visit to 
 the venerable Bishop Meade, at his home 
 near Winchester, to consult with him 
 about it. 
 
 Bishop Meade told him truly that he 
 already held a commission in a very differ- 
 ent ai-my, to which he owed allegiance 
 ' till life's journey ends.' 
 
 " I know that very well," replied Bish- 
 op Polk, " and I do not intend to resign 
 it. On the contraiy, I shall only prove 
 the more faithful to it by doing all that in 
 me lies to bring this unhallowed and un- 
 natural war to a speedy and happy close. 
 We of the Confederate States are the last 
 bulwarks of civil and religious liberty; 
 we fight for our hearthstones and our al- 
 tars ; above all, we fight for a race that 
 has been by Divine Providence entinisted 
 to our most sacred keeping. When I ac- 
 cept a commission in the Confederate array, 
 therefoi-e, I not only perform the duties of 
 a good citizen, but contend for the prin- 
 ciples which lie at the foimdation of our 
 social, political, and religious polity." 
 
 The result of this conversation was, 
 that the Bishop soon afterwards accepted 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 
 
 261 
 
 the appointment which so soon cost him 
 his life. 
 
 Polk was a native of Tennessee, and at 
 an early age entered the Military Acade- 
 my at West Point, where he graduated 
 with distinguished honors, — a contempo- 
 rary of Jefferson Davis, General Lee, 
 General Johnston, and General Magru- 
 der, all- birds of the same feather and 
 hatched in the same nest. 
 
 Yielding only -when He Lost His Head. 
 
 Of the many mstances of personal 
 bravery among the privates, in the fight 
 at Fort Donelson, probably but a small 
 proportion will ever be recorded in the 
 prnited page. Here is one instance, too 
 memorable to allow to pass unnoticed : A 
 private in the Nmth Illinois regiment was 
 shot through the arm in the early part of 
 that sanguinary engagement, wliich par- 
 alyzed the limb for a moment. Leaving 
 the ranks, he went back a short distance 
 to where the temporary hospital was 
 placed, had his arm dressed, and returned 
 to take his place. Shortly afterward he 
 received a shot in the thigh, wliich pros- 
 trated him. To some of his companions 
 who came up to render him assistance, he 
 remarked, " I guess I can manage to get 
 back," and by the assistance of his gun he 
 once more limped to the hospital. Feel- 
 ing considerably better after his wound 
 Avas dressed, he again sought his regiment 
 and took his place in the ranks. AVhile 
 in a stooping position as a skirmisher, a 
 ball entered the back part of his neck, 
 and passed lengthwise through his body. 
 Before he fell headlong to the ground, four 
 or five other balls struck him in the head, 
 literally shattering it to pieces, and scat- 
 tering his brains in every direction. The 
 name of those whom no extremity of dan- 
 ger and blood could daunt, in the war 
 agamst rebellion, was Legion. 
 
 Change of Tune and Position. 
 A gentleman whose slave accompanied 
 a young Confederate officer on the Wild 
 
 Cat expedition, asked the darkey on his 
 return to Nashville, how long the army 
 was on the march from its encampment to 
 the battle-field. 
 
 "About four days," was the reply. 
 
 " Well, how long were they m mai'ch- 
 ing back ? " 
 
 "About two days, massa." 
 
 " AVhy, how is that, Joe ? Could the 
 men travel any faster back, when they 
 were broken down with their four days' 
 march and a severe fight, than they trav- 
 eled forward after a good rest in camp ?" 
 
 " Oh, I'll tell you what made the differ- 
 ence, massa," said Old Joe ; " it Avas the 
 music. They marched toward Wild Cat 
 to the tune of Dixie. When they marched 
 back, the tune was — ' Fire in the moun- 
 tains — run, boys, run ! ' " 
 
 Firing Twenty-two Bounds with, a Ball in 
 his Thig-h. 
 
 A very remarkable and praiseworthy 
 case is recorded of a young man attached 
 to the Thirty-first regiment of Illinois vol- 
 unteers, when in battle. He received a 
 musket shot wound in the right thigh, the 
 ball passing through the intervening flesh, 
 and lodging in the left thigh. The boy 
 repaired to the rear and applied to the 
 doctor to dress his wound. He however 
 was observed to manifest a peculiar reserve 
 in the matter, requesting the doctor to keep 
 his misfortune a secret from his comrades 
 and officers. He then asked the surgeon if 
 he Avould dress his Avound at once, in order 
 that he might be enabled to return to tl:e 
 fight. The doctor told him that he Avas not 
 in a condition to admit of his retui-n, and 
 that he had better go to the hospital ; but 
 the young braA'e insisted upon going back, 
 offering as an argument in favor of it the 
 fact that he had fired twenty-tAVO rounds 
 after receiA'ing his Avound, and he was con- 
 fident he could fire as many more after his 
 Avound should be dressed. The surgeon 
 found he could not prcA-ent his retuniing 
 to the field, so he attended to his AA^ants, 
 and the young soldier Avent off to rejoin his 
 
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 comrades in their struggle, and remained, 
 dealing out his ammunition to good account 
 until the day was over, as if nothing had 
 happened to him. Several days after, he 
 returned to the doctor to have his wound 
 re-dressed, and continued to pay him daily 
 visits in his leisure hours, attending to 
 duty in the mean time. 
 
 and was congratulating himself on the 
 probable success of the ruse, when the 
 soldiers seeing the U. S. on his cap, yelled 
 
 out : " That's a Yankee son of a 
 
 , give him — ! " On hearing this. 
 
 Montgomery's Ride into the Hampton Le- 
 g:ion's Ifest. 
 
 West Point, Va., was the scene of one of 
 the bloodiest of battles, May seventh, 1862. 
 Of the various incidents by which it was 
 distinguished, none was more notable than 
 the escape of Captain Montgomery, Gen- 
 eral Newton's c'lief-of-stafF, from the Hamp- 
 ton Legion. 
 
 It was about one o'clock in the after- 
 noon, when the Captain received an order 
 from General Newton to go forward into 
 the woods to ascertain whether the seces- 
 sionists were falling back, and whether a 
 certain Federal regiment held its position 
 there. Captain Montgomery Avent for- 
 ward at once as fast as his well tried hors-e 
 could run, and upon entering the woods 
 moved cautiously until near a barricade, 
 when, hearing voices, he plunged into the 
 woods, thinking, of course, it was a Fed- 
 eral regiment — the Thirty-first New York 
 — but was surprised to find that he had 
 gone right into a perfect nest of the Hamp- 
 ton Legion, from South Carolina, who 
 were lying behind trees, standing behind 
 bushes, and kneeling behind stumps like 
 bees. 
 
 At once perceiving his mistake, and 
 aware that nothin;ji; but the most consum- 
 mate coolness could save him, Captain M. 
 saluted them, and they, taking him for a 
 Confederate officer, inquired how far Gen- 
 eral Hampton was then. Without hesita- 
 tion, and with rather more assurance than 
 he ever thought he possessed. Captain M. 
 replied, " I left him about ten rods below 
 here — and now, boys! the General expects 
 you to do your duty to-day ! " He then 
 turned his horse slowly to lull suspicion, 
 
 Montgomery dashed the spurs into his 
 horse, threw his head over the animal's 
 neck, and made for the road. A perfect 
 volley of Minie balls passed over and 
 around the Captain — killing the horse, 
 who rolled over, carrying his brave rider 
 with him down to the ground. Knowing 
 that apparently nothing but time would 
 save him, Montgomery lay with his head 
 back in a ditch, as he fell, and appeared 
 dead for some ten minutes, not moving a 
 muscle or a feature, although the soldiers 
 were swarming around and threatening to 
 " end him." He remained in this way 
 until they came up, took away his pistol 
 and commenced a general plundering ; as 
 they thus fingered away he could not sup- 
 press a smile — and then rising, said : 
 
 " Well, men, I yield as a prisoner of 
 war." 
 
 '■ You have been shamming," they said, 
 "you d Yankee scoundrel, have you?" 
 
 " Certainly, everything is fair in war." 
 
 They then commenced to abuse him as 
 
 a d Yankee this and a d Yankee 
 
 that, when the Captain turned upon them 
 and said — 
 
 " I have yielded as a prisoner of war : 
 I demand to be used as such. We in the 
 North know now to treat dogs better than 
 you do men ; now lead me to your com- 
 manding officer." 
 
 They gave him another volley of abuse, 
 at which he merely smiled, and then a 
 sliell, fired by the Federal artillery to the 
 place where the Captain Avas seen to enter, 
 burst like the -wind amongst them — shin- 
 ning the Captain's nose and scattering the 
 Confederates like chaff. Seizing their 
 muskets, they pointed two of them at him, 
 and said, " come along, you d Yan- 
 kee ! " He still continued conversation, 
 in order to gain time, when another shell. 
 I bursting amongst them, they moved on 
 
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 further, calling to their prisoner to " come 
 on," the latter responding : " Go ahead, 
 lead the way, quick." 
 
 Montgomery now saw a favorable mo- 
 ment, and preferring freedom to a South- 
 ern prison, made one bound into the woods 
 and went back as fast as one leg would 
 carry him, to the Federal lines. He was 
 very much exhausted, and was carried to 
 the rear by some men and placed under a 
 tree, when, with suitable stimulants and 
 care, he soon gained strength, and, calling 
 for an extra horse, was lifted upon his 
 Jback, and returned to the field, where he 
 had the pleasure of once more reporting 
 himself to General Newton for duty, and 
 received the warmest gi-eetiug from that 
 officer. 
 
 Lieutenant Davis's delicate little Task. 
 
 Lieutenant Frank C. Davis, Company 
 D, Third Pemisylvania cavalry, performed 
 a gallant exploit when the army of the 
 Potomac was at Fair Oak station, in May, 
 1862. General McClellan was very anx- 
 ious to communicate with the gunboats 
 on the James river ; and Lieutenant Da- 
 vis, with one sergeant and ten men, was 
 detailed for this purpose by Colonel Av- 
 erill. 
 
 It was of the utmost importance that 
 the comrnunication should be opened. It 
 was a known fact that the enemy were 
 picketed all through that region, and the 
 danger of capture was imminent. It was 
 only by shrewd dodging from point to 
 point that the Lieutenant consummated his 
 errand successfully. The distance was 
 some fifteen miles, but the party were 
 obliged to make some twenty-five miles 
 before reaching their destination. It was 
 on a Sunday morning that Lieutenant 
 Davis and Sergeant Vandergrift, with the 
 command of ten picked men, started in 
 the direction of the James river, to reach 
 the point opposite City Point. After pro- 
 ceeding about four miles, he learned that 
 six of the enemy's pickets were posted in 
 
 the woods near by. He avoided these, 
 and about one mile further on came across 
 a negro, who stated that about three hun- 
 dred yards further on were twelve mounted 
 rebel pickets at a house. The Lieutenant 
 avoided the latter by making a detour to 
 the left, and took a by-road, leading over 
 CO the Richmond and Charles City road. 
 The night before, some seventy-five Con- 
 federate cavalry passed up this road, but 
 were not m siarht at this time. The wlii.e 
 
 people all along the way were terrified at 
 the sight of Union soldiers, as this small 
 party was the first they had ever seen. 
 
 A short time previous to the arrival of 
 the Union party at this point, a secession 
 foraging party had passed down the road ; 
 and the Union troops were now between 
 two parties. In no wise daunted, they 
 proceeded up the road toward Richmond, 
 about four miles, through a deep wood, 
 and came out at an opening and caught 
 sight of the river, some three miles in the 
 distance. The Lieutenant halted here 
 and hid his men in the woods, then pro- 
 ceeded alone to a cross-road, to reach an 
 eminence that gave him a view of the 
 country around ; while there, one of the 
 
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 Union gunboats threw a shell into a seces- 
 sion party some distance above. 
 
 The Lieutenant then returned to his 
 command, avoiding the Richmond road, as 
 it was full of the enemy, apparently. He 
 got a negro, belonging to Mr. Hill Carter, 
 to pilot him down to the landing. The 
 darkey stated that his master had acted as 
 Colonel in the Confederate army at Wil- 
 liamsburg, but he got enough of it, and 
 had left the service. While passing 
 through this man's plantation the old chap 
 himself rode down and demanded, 
 
 "Are you Yankee troops or Confed- 
 erate?" 
 
 The Lieutenant answered that they 
 were Union troops. Mr. Carter then 
 stated that he did not allow Confederate 
 troops to come on his plantation, as the 
 gunboats shelled them, and would soon 
 destroy his house. The Lieutenant as- 
 sured him that he should be protected as 
 far as they went. The Lieutenant got an 
 old boat fuid two slaves to row him out to 
 the Galena, Captain Rodgers ; and when 
 about half a mile from the boat he was 
 met by a cutter from the ship. The mes- 
 sage delivered was verbal, as the under- 
 taking was very hazardous, and no writing 
 was given. It was a gallant exploit all 
 through, and was the first communication 
 opened with the army. The party re- 
 turned in the night, and reached camp at 
 eleven o'clock on Monday morning, where 
 a warm and deserved greeting awaited 
 them, and the commanding General signi- 
 fied his appreciation of the importance of 
 the undertaking, and the promptness and 
 skill with which it was consummated, by 
 an otficial letter of thanks. While the 
 Lieutenant was on board the Galena, a 
 squadron of the Confederate cavalry entered 
 the small town on the opposite side of the 
 James river at City Point, at the mouth 
 of the Appomattox river. Two shells 
 were thrown amongst them, as additions 
 to their number, but they hastily igiiored 
 the new ' company.' 
 
 Too Brave a Man to Disarm. 
 
 One of the earliest acts in the great 
 drama of the rebellion was the capture of 
 the United States arsenal at Apalachicola, 
 at the mouth of the Chattahoochee river, 
 by the troops of the State of Florida. Li 
 consequence of the weakness of the com- 
 mand, an entrance was gained. Mr. Powell, 
 who had been in the service of the United 
 States some twenty years, and had com- 
 mand of the place, acted in a gallant man- 
 ner. After the troops had entered, he 
 faced the line and thus addressed them : 
 
 " OFFICERS AND SoLDiERS : Fivc min* 
 utes ago I was the commander of this 
 arsenal ; but, in conseqiience of the weak- 
 ness of my command, I am obliged to sur- 
 render — an act which I have hitherto 
 never had to do during my whole military 
 career. If I had had a force equal to, or 
 even half the strength of your own, I'll 
 
 be if you would have entered that 
 
 gate until you walked over my dead body. 
 You see that I have but three men. These 
 are laborers, and can not contend against 
 you. I now consider myself a prisoner of 
 war. Take my sword. Captain Jones ! " 
 
 Captain Jones received Commander 
 Powell's sword, and then returned it to 
 him, addressing him as follows : 
 
 " ]My dear sir ! take your sword ! You 
 are too brave a man to disarm ! " 
 
 The whole command then gave three 
 cheers for the gallant Powell. 
 
 Promises of Bravery in Advance. 
 
 Among the secession flags captured by 
 the Federals in their rout of the Confeder- 
 ates at Philippi, Western Virginia, was a 
 very beautiful silk banner which had been 
 presented to a brave secession Captain, 
 only the evening before the rout, by some 
 fair secession ladies. On receiving the 
 flag, the captain had made a gallant speech, 
 assuring the bewitching donors tliat it 
 should lead him and his company ever to 
 victory or death ; that wliere the battle 
 was thickest thex'e it should wave ; that it 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 
 
 265 
 
 slioulil never trail dishonored in the mire 
 — that rather would he spill his life's 
 blood in its defence, and, dying, wrap liis 
 body in its gorgeous and defiant folds. 
 But, alas ! when that unmannerly cannon 
 ball from the Cleveland artillery on the 
 hill Avent crasliing through the camp, this 
 heroic Captain forgot all about the flag he 
 had received with such exquisite gallantry 
 the night before, and led the column — out 
 of danger as fast as their legs could carry 
 
 them. 
 
 ♦ 
 
 "Go on with the Fight— Don't Stop for Me." 
 Li the fight at Great Bethel, Orderly 
 Sergeant Goodfellow, of Colonel Allen's 
 regiment, was mortally wounded in the 
 breast. He handed his musket to a com- 
 rade, and several flocked around him. 
 " Oh," said he, ." I guess I've got to go," 
 and he placed his hand upon the wound. 
 *' Oh, don't mind me, boys," he continued, 
 "■ go on with the fight ; don't stop for me ! " 
 and pressing away those who attempted to 
 support him, he sank down upon the 
 gromid. Just at that instant his Colonel 
 passed, and looking up to him he gasped, 
 "Good bye. Colonel!" Colonel Allen 
 turned ghastly white as he observed it. 
 He bit his lips, too much moved to speak, 
 and rushed on to avenge his death. 
 
 " Oh) for Four Begiments ! " 
 It is a fact acknowledged even by the 
 rebel commanders themselves, that at the 
 battle of Bull Run, the fortunes of the 
 day were for a time evidently against 
 them. Between two and three o'clock 
 large numbers of men were leaving the 
 field, some of them woimded, others ex- 
 hausted by the long struggle ; some of the 
 best Confederate officers had been slain, 
 and the flower of their army lay strewn 
 upon the field. The result of that hour 
 hung trembling in the balance. Among 
 other high officers wounded was Colonel 
 Hampton ; but there Avas at hand the 
 General whose reputation as a commander 
 was in the die, on this battle, — Gen- 
 17 
 
 eral Beauregard, — who promptly led the 
 Hampton Legion into battle. Just at this 
 critical moment. General Johnston was* 
 heard to exclaim in agonizing energy to 
 General Cock, " Oh, for four Regiments ! " 
 His wash was answered, for in the distance 
 the rebel re-enforcements appeared. The 
 tide of battle turned in then* favor by the 
 arrival of General Kirby Smith, from 
 Winchester, with four thousand men of 
 General Johnston's division. General 
 Smith heard, while on the Manassas rail- 
 road cars, the roar of battle. He stopped 
 the train and hm'ried his troops across the 
 fields, to the point just where he was most 
 needed. They were at first supposed by 
 the rebels to be Federal troops, their ar- 
 rival at that point of the field being so en- 
 tirely unexpected. Cheer after cheer 
 went up from the Confederate lines, and 
 by them the battle was won. 
 
 Ben. Phillips, the Hoary Old Bloodhound. 
 
 An old Virginia trapper of considerable 
 notoriety ' in his way,' Ben. Phillips by 
 name, and for many years a resident of 
 Hampton, Avafe coming up the road near 
 that town one afternoon, armed with a 
 double-barreled gun. Seemg a buggy 
 some distance ahead of him, he slipped 
 into the woods and Avaited its approach. 
 He soon discovered tAvo Federal officers 
 seated in a buggy, and saAV from their dis- 
 tressed appearance that they were in no 
 condition to do him much damage. They 
 hailed him as they passed, asking AA'ho he 
 Avas, to Avhich he responded in a way to 
 suit his own purpose. As soon as they 
 passed on, the old man let fly both barrels 
 of his gun in rapid succession into the 
 back of the buggy. A death-yell was 
 heard, and one of the officers leaped out 
 and took to the Avoods. The other fell 
 forAvard, and the buggy passed on. Ben. 
 had previously killed, at different times, 
 nine of the Federal scouts, — aflfordmg a 
 good specimen of Virginia Chivalry ; a 
 hoary old bloodhound. 
 
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 Western Kegrixuents on a Charge at Fort ! 
 Donelson. 
 
 At the battle of Fort Donelson, Gener- 
 al Wallace ordered the Eighth Missouri 
 and Eleventh Indiana to retake the hill 
 from which the first brigade had been 
 driven in the morning. Colonel Smith, 
 commanding the second brigade, rode up, 
 and in a clear, loud, ringing voice, gave 
 the word of command. Colonel McGin- 
 nis, as calm and self-possessed as if on 
 dress parade, repeated the order, and in 
 double-quick the two regiments, the Mis- 
 souri in the lead, moved forward. The 
 hill piwposed to be stormed was about a 
 mile to the right of the ■ Union porfition 
 when the order was given. As they went 
 forward they met bands of straggling 
 soldiers of the various regiments that had 
 been engaged in the morning, and who 
 would shout out — 
 
 " Boys, you'll catch hell there on the 
 hiU ! " " "We were cut to pieces there this 
 morning ! " " There are seven regiments 
 there all armed ! " etc., etc. 
 
 But the two regiments moved steadily 
 onward, notwithstanding the foreboding 
 fears so freely and earnestly expressed by 
 those who were just freed from the field 
 of strife — and not a soldier of the little 
 brigade seemed to hesitate or falter in the 
 least. • 
 
 " No man wag there dismayed — 
 Take the hill ! " Wallace said. 
 
 The ravine was reached, the two regi- 
 ments in line, the Missouri in the lead, 
 and up the hill they start. When about 
 half way up they were met by a most 
 fearful volley of musketry, while a sheet 
 of fiame seemed to burst from every bush 
 and tree and log, and the leaden messen- 
 gers of death sped in every direction. 
 Our men saved their lives by their faith- 
 ful practice of the Zouave drill — throwing 
 themselves flat on their faces when the 
 rebels poured in their hottest volleys — 
 loading while on their backs, and never, 
 indeed, upon their feet except when upon 
 the advance after receiving the enemy's 
 
 fire, or in returning fire. This was a new 
 thing to the rebels, and in Avhich they 
 were not prepared to imitate. Seeing 
 that our brave Zouaves were comparative- 
 ly unharmed by their fiercest volleys, they 
 began to give ground, and were evidently 
 panic-stricken. 
 
 " On, men, on ! " cried Colonel Smith. 
 " Forward, Zouaves ! " repeated McGinnis. 
 
 With a cheer which made the old hills 
 ring again, and wliich struck terror to the 
 hearts of the retreating rebels, the two 
 regiments rushed up the hill, driving the 
 enemy straight into their entrenchments. 
 So soon as they were farily behind their 
 fortifications the rebels opened upon the 
 Eighth and Eleventh with grape shot and 
 shell. Here several of the Eleventh were 
 killed while lying flat upon their faces. 
 One of the rebel gunners, a Hoosier from 
 Evansville, and who knew the Eleventh 
 Indiana when they approached, cried out, 
 <' Here comes those — Zouaves — fire 
 low, boys, if you wish to do any good ! " 
 They accordingly depressed their guns, 
 and began to throw shells right into our 
 ranks. Night intervening, our men were 
 drawn back a few hundred feet under the 
 brow of the hill, where they slept with 
 their arms in their hands, ardently wishing 
 for the morning, when, under the protec- 
 tion of our guns, which General AVallace 
 ordered up, they expected to storm the 
 fortifications. 
 
 Alas ! for the poor wounded soldier on 
 the battle-field ! Every possible aid was 
 given them, yet all night long their groans 
 could be heard, and their cries for water 
 and for help. Many of the Eleventh 
 wounded lay out in the open field exposed 
 twenty-four hours to the cold and the ten- 
 der mercies of the rebels, who stripped 
 many of them nearly naked. 
 
 Whiz-z-z and Whist. 
 One of the most daring feats performed 
 in connection with the Island No. 10 strug- 
 gle, was the planting of a battery by the 
 boys of the Forty-third Indiana, at Rud' 
 
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 267 
 
 die's Point, on the Missouri shore — in the 
 very eyes and teeth of the rebels. Until 
 they opened fire, the rebels did not appear 
 to be aware, even, of their new position. 
 Their gunboats soon fired up, however, to 
 attack them, as the new position Avould cut 
 them off from an important military depot, 
 unless the Federals were driven away. 
 Their attack by five heavy gunboats was ter- 
 rific So thick and fast they sent their shot 
 and shell that the Union artillery were at 
 times for fifteen or twenty minutes unable to 
 show a head above the parapet to load or 
 fire. The Federal guns, however, were 
 well manned, and though only two against 
 twenty, the enemy finally hauled off. On- 
 ly one man — an artillery man — was killed 
 on our side. The men m the pits took 
 the thing very coolly. In the intervals 
 between the discharges, more or less of 
 them would rise up to look around ; but 
 when the smoke on one of the boats told 
 them that shot or shell was coming, the 
 cry was '• Down ! " and every head disap- 
 peared. Notwithstanding the hissing, 
 screaming and whistling of the shot, round 
 and conical, and the bursting of shells 
 around and over them, they indulged in 
 jests, and many of them were found deep- 
 ly engrossed in games of cards. The 
 remnants of shells fell into several of the 
 pits. One pit was knocked in by a thirty- 
 two pound shot, and buried the men in it 
 a foot deep in sand. They kicked out, 
 
 and laughingly dug their pit anew. 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Capital Ruse to Save Spring^eld. 
 
 Previous to the attack on Springfield 
 by Major Zagonyi, Major White of the 
 Prairie Scouts was captured by tlie enemy 
 but was recaptured on the same night by 
 a detachment of Home Guards, and pro- 
 ceeded to Springfield, then held by only 
 eleven men. Of these he at once assumed 
 command. 
 
 While holding the town with this scant 
 force, the rebels sent in a flag of truce, 
 asking permission to bury their dead. 
 Nine of his men were on picket duty — 
 his whole garrison force consisted of him- { 
 
 self and two others. At first he scarcely 
 knew what to do, for had the enemy sup- 
 posed there were no greater force in town 
 they would have retaken it, and perhaps 
 massacred every man. In this strait he 
 resorted to a ruse, which met with good 
 success. Getting the bearer of the flag 
 
 Major Zagonyi. 
 
 into the hospital, under the pretense that 
 it would be unsafe were any of his men 
 to see him, he told him that General Si- 
 gel was in command of the town, and it 
 would be necessary to send the request to 
 him. He then took one of his men out- 
 side, gave him proper instructions, and 
 then re-entered and engaged the confeder- 
 ate in conversation. In an hour or so, 
 the man returned, and expressing General 
 Sigel's regrets that, being mounted, he 
 could not return a Avritten answer to the 
 request, gave the desired permission to 
 bury the dead. The flag soon left, firm 
 in the belief that an immense National 
 force were encamped on the south and 
 east of the town. 
 
 Albert, the Drummer Boy of the Massachu- 
 setts Twenty-third. 
 
 Albert Munson, of Marblehead, was a 
 little hero, fifteen years of age, who could 
 merrily play Yankee Doodle and the Star 
 Spangled Banner, and, struck by his bold 
 and inspiring mamier. Colonel Kui'tz ap- 
 pointed him as a drummer in one of the 
 companies of the Massachusetts Twenty- 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION, 
 
 third. His father was attached to the 
 same regiment. 
 
 They sailed in the Burnside expedition ; 
 and at the hattle of Koanoke Island, after 
 a weary march through slime and water, 
 they came in sight 8f the enemy's battery. 
 " Who will go and take it ? " asked the 
 General commanding. " The Massachu- 
 setts Twenty-third," was the quick reply. 
 " Forward, then, double-quick ! " and in 
 the teeth of a galling fire they rushed to 
 their death as it had been to their bridal. 
 The father fell wounded by his side, but 
 the son heeded him not ; his whole soul 
 had lost itself in the work before him. 
 " Look at that child ! " said one officer to 
 another ; '" no wonder we conquer Avhen 
 boys fight so." 
 
 " Didn't I say they should run to the 
 old tunes ? " and seizing a disabled revolv- 
 er for a drum-stick, he struck up, in a 
 wondrously defiant way, our impudent 
 old strain of Yankee Doodle. A flying 
 rebel heard it, and looking back, took sure 
 aim at Albert. A man near the boy saw 
 the deadly aim, but tried to pull Albert 
 down, but he stood his ground, and the 
 ball did not fail to do its fatal work. His 
 knightly Colonel's anns held the brave 
 boy, and all bent eagerly to hear his last 
 words ; — " Which beat — quick, tell me ? " 
 Tears ran down the blackened faces, and 
 one, in a voice busky with sobs, said, " We, 
 Albert, the field is ours." The ears death 
 had already deadened caught no sound, 
 and his slight hand fluttered impatiently 
 as again he gasped, "What? tell quick!" 
 " We beat 'em intirely, me boy," said a 
 1 »ig Irish sergeant, who was crying like a 
 child. Albert heard then, and his voice 
 was as strong as ever as he answered, 
 " Why don't you go after 'em ? Don't 
 mind me, I'll catch up — I'm a little cold, 
 but running will warm me." He never 
 tpoke again. 
 
 Mrs. Brownell, the Heroine of Newbem. 
 Mrs. Brownell, wife of Orderly-Ser- 
 geant E. S. Brownell, of the Fifth Rhode 
 
 Island Volunteers, accompanied her hus- 
 band to the war, and he was severely 
 wounded at Newbem. Mrs. BroTsmell 
 was with the Third Rhode Island regi- 
 ment at the battle of Bull Run, having 
 been adopted as the 'child of the regi- 
 ment ' by General Burnside, then Colonel. 
 She was on the field at the battle of Roa- 
 noke Island, in spite of the many efforts 
 to keep her out of the way of danger. At 
 
 sirs. Brownell. 
 
 the battle of Newbern she exhibited that 
 presence of mind and bravery which 
 proved her a woman of the most heroic 
 character. She was on the field during 
 the whole of the engagement, attending to 
 the wounded, and giving encouragement 
 by her fortitude and presence to the sol- 
 diers. When the standard-bearer of the 
 Sixth regiment fell, she seized the banner, 
 and, can-ying it across the field, received a 
 flesh-wound. She brought Avith her to the 
 North a Secessia rifle, which she found 
 after the battle — a pi-ize of no little value. 
 
 Appointment of Mrs. Reynolds as Major in 
 the Army. 
 Governor Yates, of Illinois, paid a rath- 
 er unusual but well-merited compliment 
 to Mrs. Reynolds, wife of Lieutenant Rey- 
 nolds, of Company A, Seventeenth Illinois 
 regiment, and a resident of that city. 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 
 
 269 
 
 Mrs. Reynolds accompanied her husband 
 through the greater part of the campaign 
 through which the Seventeenth passed, 
 sharing with him the dangers and priva- 
 tions of a soldier's life. She was present 
 at the battle of Pittsburg Landing, and 
 like a ministering angel attended to the 
 wants of as many of the wounded and 
 dying soldiers as she could, thus winning 
 the gratitude and esteem of the brave fel- 
 lows by whom she was surrounded. Gov- 
 ernor Yates, hearing of her heroic and 
 praiseworthy conduct, presented her with 
 a commission as Major in the army, the 
 document conferring the well-merited hon- 
 or being made out with all due formality, 
 and having attached the great seal of the 
 State. Probably no lady in America ever 
 before had such a distinguished military 
 honor conferred upon her. 
 
 Safegraard for Body and Soul. 
 Charlie Merrill, a yomig Massachusetts 
 soldier, had an ounce ball pass through 
 his head during the battle of Fredericks- 
 burg. It entered near his right eye and 
 was extracted behind his left ear. Anoth- 
 er ball would have entered a vital part of 
 his body had it not been arrested by a Tes- 
 tament, in which it lodged. When this safe- 
 guard was shown the President, he sent 
 to the hospital a handsome pocket Bible, 
 in which, as an evidence of his warm re- 
 gard, he caused to be inscribed : " Charles 
 W. Merrill, Co. A., 19th Massachusetts, 
 from A. Lincoln." 
 
 One of the Most Brilliant Achievements 
 of the War. 
 
 An incident occurred to the rebel forces 
 stationed in the shore batteries at Island 
 No. 10, which illustrates how easily, fortu- 
 itously, or perhaps it ought rather in this 
 case to be said providentially, an amiy 
 may be caught in a position from which it 
 is impossible to escape. About five thou- 
 sand men were stationed in and about the 
 shore batteries. On Sunday night, as 
 soon as they saw the Pittsburg run the 
 
 blockade in safety, and knowing that the 
 transports to convey General Pope's forces 
 across the Mississippi had been got through 
 the slough, and that very soon a strong 
 force would be in their rear, they aban- 
 doned their camp and all its contents on 
 Monday afternoon, and left for Tipton- 
 ville, only five miles distant by land, but 
 by the river fifteen miles below New Ma- 
 drid, hoping thence to escape by their 
 transports. But on reaching the little 
 town, what was their surprise to find the 
 gunboats Carondelet and Pittsburg moored 
 to the shore. On the left was a swamp 
 through which runs the outlet of Reelfoot 
 Lake, in front were the gunboats, on the 
 right was the Mississippi, and they found, 
 when too late. General Paine, with a 
 strong force, posted in their rear. The 
 rebels were caught in a trap from which 
 there was no possible escape. A blood- 
 less victory, with two thousand prisoners, 
 was the immediate result. Great num- 
 bers fled to the swamps, but were soon 
 glad to surrender, raising the whole num- 
 ber of prisoners taken there, at the Island, 
 and other places, to near five thousand 
 men. Thus, what the rebels acknowl- 
 edged to be the key to the Mississippi, a 
 position strong by nature, and fortified 
 with consummate skill and great expense, 
 and defended by five thousand men and 
 one hundred cannon in battery, most of 
 them very heavy, and numbers of them 
 rifled, was taken, and the whole army cap- 
 tured by General Pope and Commodore 
 Foote, without the loss of a single man. 
 History Avill record it as, taken all in all, 
 one of the most wonderful and brilliant 
 achievements of the Avar. 
 
 Sources of Merriment in Camp. 
 
 The funniest animal in the world is a 
 little negro when he " lets liimself out," 
 and their antics are a continual source of 
 merriment in camp — a monkey is nowhere 
 in comparison. Nor are they lacking in 
 shrewdness, and that readiness in repartee 
 
270 
 
 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 which characterizes the native-born Insh- 
 man. 
 
 A Chaplain in General Grant's army — 
 when the latter was falling back from Ox- 
 ford, Mississippi, after Van Dorn's move- 
 ment on Holly Springs — gives an account of 
 the motions of two little yellow fellows who 
 had caught an old mule, and were follow- 
 ing the rear of a regiment in advance. 
 The older was probably ten years of age, 
 and the other — his brother — a year 
 younger. 
 
 Passing through a strip of woods, the 
 younger, who rode behind, holding to his 
 brother with both hands, had his cap 
 knocked off by the protuding limb of a 
 tree, and he began to cry. " Riding up," 
 says the Chaplain, "I told him not to cry, 
 and asked a soldier to hand him his cap, 
 which was done cheerfully. The little 
 fellow was " all right " in a moment, and 
 politely thanked us. ' Now,' says I, ' you 
 must take better care, and not lose your 
 cap again. When you are traveling under 
 trees, hold on to your brother with one 
 hand and your cap with the other." 
 
 The older one turned around, and with 
 a very dignified and grateful air said, 
 " Thanky, 6ar ; thanky, Sar. Dat's jist 
 it, Sar. Dat's what I tell 'im, Sar. But 
 ye see, Sar, he never trabble none before, 
 Sar ! " 
 
 The Chaplain concluded that, imder 
 this combined advice, the little fellow long 
 since became an experienced " trabbler." 
 
 Black Squalls. 
 The Lieutenant-Colonel and Major of 
 
 the Ohio Regiment of Infantry, had 
 
 each a ' contraband ' as servant. ' Jim ' 
 belonged to the Lieutenant- Colonel, and 
 ' Harvey ' to the Major. One day the 
 Lieutenant- Colon el, hearing a disturbance 
 in the rear of his tent, went out and found 
 Jim and Harvey engaged in the amicable 
 occupation of throwing boulders at each 
 others' heads. After quelling the dis- 
 order the Lieutenant- Colonel demanded 
 an explanation of the row. Jim replied 
 
 in his justification as follows : That boy 
 Harvey is de most ungratefulest nigger I 
 ever saw. He had'nt no good place, and 
 I brought him up to the Major, and intro- 
 duced him to de Major, and spoke well of 
 him to de Major, and got him a good 
 place wid de Major, and now he's puttin' 
 on more aiz'S dan de Major." 
 
 Failed to Hold his Position : General Palmer 
 to General Pope. 
 
 As the Army of the Mississippi, under 
 General Halleck, was approaching Cor- 
 inth, General Pope, commanding the left 
 wing, threw out a force toward Farming- 
 ton, and General Palmer was ordered to 
 occupy the ground with his brigade, the 
 rest of the force returning to camp. The 
 next morning the enemy, under Generals 
 Price and Van Dom, made an advance in 
 force, and General Pope sent an orderly 
 to inquire if Palmer could hold his posi- 
 tion. 
 
 " Tell General Pope that I can hold my 
 position against the world, tlie flesh, and 
 the devil!" 
 
 Gen. Pope. 
 
 Before long, however, the rebels — for 
 they were many thousand strong — com- 
 pelled the brigade to fall back upon the 
 reinforcements which were ordered up. 
 
 The affair being over. General Palmer 
 rode to the head-quarters to report, and liis 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 
 
 271 
 
 appearance was the signal for a hearty 
 laugh from the officers present. 
 
 "How is it, Palmer?" said General 
 Pope, as he entered the tent. 
 
 " Well, General," said the gallant Pal- 
 mer, " I can stand the world, but the devil 
 was too much for me ! " 
 
 Hoosier Straigrhtforwardness. 
 An Indiana Chaplain at one of the 
 camps near Corinth selected, for singing, 
 the hymn commencing — 
 
 ' Show pity, Lord, Oh, Lord, forgive ; 
 Let a repentant rebel live.' 
 
 He had scarcely uttered the last word 
 of this line, when a private soldier in his 
 congregation — an old man and a zealous 
 Christian — earnestly cried out, " No, Lord, 
 unless they lay down their arms." While 
 the clergyman was offijring the concluding 
 prayer, a rifle shot was heard as if from 
 our pickets a mUe beyond. The report 
 of the gun was immediately followed by 
 an exclamation from the same venerable 
 Hoosier — " Lord, if that's a Union shot, 
 send the bullet straight ; an' if it ain't, hit 
 a tree with it. Lord ! " 
 
 Strong Professional Illustration. 
 The New York One-hundred and Sev- 
 enth supported Cotheren's battery, at the 
 battle of Antietam. During the hottest 
 part of the fight, the enemy massed them- 
 selves opposite our front, for an assault on 
 Cotheren's position. The battery was 
 short of ammunition, and so reserved their 
 fire, while throughout the whole field 
 there came a luU in the tumult. The 
 rebels advanced in a solid mass, with a 
 precision of movement perfectly beautiful. 
 It was a moment which tried the nerves of 
 the bravest. In the mean time one of the 
 lads — a noted sporting character from 
 Elmira — becoming quite interested in the 
 affair, had climbed a rock where he could 
 view the whole scene- He occupied the 
 place unmindful of the bullets which were 
 buzzing like bees all around. The' rebels 
 came on until the boys could see their 
 
 faces and then Cotheren poured the can- 
 ister into them. The advancing column 
 was literally torn to pieces by the fire. 
 At tliis, the lad on the rock became fran- 
 tic in his demonstrations of delight, and 
 as one of the battery sections sent a 
 shrapnel which mowed down.' a long row 
 of Johnnies, he swung his cap, and, shout- 
 ing so that the flying rebs could have 
 heard him, sung out, BuU-e-e-e-e ! Set 
 'em up on the other alley ! " 
 
 Encounter of Picket Wits. 
 
 At times, the rebel and Union pickets 
 were quite communicative, as the follow- 
 ing dialogue which occurred at Yorktown 
 between Joe D., of Leeds, Wisconsin, and 
 one of the graybacks, when within ten 
 rods of each other, Avill show. The par- 
 ties were separated by a low, deep swale, 
 covered Avith water and thick brush, com- 
 pletely concealing the parties. Joe hear- 
 ing a noise on the other side, yelled out m 
 a loud voice. 
 
 Hallo, Mike ! Have you got any to- 
 bacco ? 
 
 Secesh — with a strong Hibernian accent 
 — Yes, be jabers, and whiskey too. 
 
 Joe — Come over, we'll have a quiet 
 smoke ! 
 
 Secesh — I'll meet you half way. 
 
 Joe agreed to do so, and advanced some 
 distance through brush and water, and 
 then stopped. 
 
 Secesh — Where the divil are ye ? Are 
 ye comm' ? 
 
 Joe — I'm half way now. Can't go any 
 further without swimming." 
 
 Secesh — Hav'nt ye a boat ? 
 
 Joe — No, I have not, 
 
 Secesh — Where's yer gunboat ? 
 
 Joe — Down taking care of the Merri- 
 mac. 
 
 Secesh — Then come over in that big 
 balloon. 
 
 [Much laughter along the rebel lines.] 
 
 Joe — Have you a boat ? 
 
 Secesh — I have, sure, and I'm coming 
 over. 
 
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 Joe then inquires the news of the day, 
 and if his companion had a Norfolk Day 
 Booh. 
 
 Secesh replied — ^Miave. Have you got 
 a Tribune'? 
 
 Joe answered that he had not. 
 
 Secesh — Where is General Buell ? 
 
 Joe — Buell's all right, and surrounds 
 Beauregard. 
 
 Secesh — Where's General Prentiss ? 
 Where's Saxton? 
 
 Joe — Where's Joluiston? 
 
 [Another rebel laugh.] 
 
 Joe — How about Island No. 10 ? 
 
 Secesh — That's evacuated. 
 
 Joe — How is it that you left one hun- 
 dred guns and six thousand prisoners ? 
 
 General Saxton. 
 
 Secesh — Sure, they (the prisoners) were 
 not much account. 
 
 Joe — How about Fort Pulaski ? 
 
 Secesh — That be blowed ! It was only 
 a rebel sand bank. But tell me, what 
 made ye leave Bull Run ? 
 
 Dick B. (Union) — We had marching 
 orders ! 
 
 This caused great laughter among the 
 rebels, some exclaiming, " Bully Boy ! " 
 
 Dick B.— Where's ZoUicoflfer ^ 
 
 Secesh — Gone up the spout. 
 
 Joe — Why don't you come over ? 
 
 Secesh — Can't get through the brush ! 
 
 At this moment a rebel bidlet came 
 
 whizzing over by our men, and Joe angrily 
 inquired who fired. 
 
 Secesh — Some fool over this way. 
 
 An order was then issued to cease 
 firing. 
 
 Joe — Ain't you coming? What regi- 
 ment do you belong to ? 
 
 Secesh — Eighteenth Florida. What 
 regiment do you ? 
 
 Joe — Berdan's First regiment Sharp- 
 shooters. 
 
 Some of his comrades here warned him 
 to look out. 
 
 Secesh — Would you shoot a fellow ? 
 
 Joe — No! but I will stack arms and 
 smoke with you, if you "will come over. 
 
 Here a rebel officer ordered him back, 
 and the secessionist refused to communi- 
 cate further. 
 
 " Glorious to Die for One's Country." 
 In the sanguinary battle of Antietam 
 an officer of a Massachusetts regiment 
 was mortally wounded. He had passed 
 unhurt through the thickest of the fight. 
 At onie time, when his regiment liad cap- 
 tured a flag from the enemy, he seized it, 
 and, waving it proudly in the air, galloped 
 fearlessly up and down the lines, his men 
 cheering most lustily, and the bullets fall- 
 ing about him like hail. Later in the day, 
 and when in a comparatively sheltered 
 position, a random shot struck him, from 
 the effects of which he died two days 
 afterAvard. 
 
 As he lay near to death, and conscious 
 of his approaching end, the musicians of 
 the regiment happened to pass by. He 
 called to them with a cheerful voice, and 
 asked them to play the Star Spangled 
 Bamier. They played the grand old tune, 
 and as he listened, the countenance of the 
 dying soldier beamed with joy. He heard 
 no more music until he heard that of 
 heaven. He inquired the result of the 
 battle, and, when told it was a victory, 
 triumphantly exclaimed, " Oh ! it is glori- 
 ous to die for one's country at such a time 
 as this!" Then, speaking in the most 
 
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 273 
 
 affecting manner to his Chaplain, who was 
 with him to the last moment, he said, 
 " Tell my mother I love her. Tell her 
 I feel I have a God and Father in heaven. 
 Tell her I trust fully in my Lord Jesus 
 Christ." These were the last words he 
 uttered. 
 
 Courtesies of Picket Life. 
 When our army was in the Chickahom- 
 iny SAvamps, before Richmond, just at the 
 breakfast hour, when the aroma of good 
 
 and he broke out : " "Well, I hke the 
 looks of things here. I believe I won't go 
 back." And he didn't. 
 
 Eaw Recruits on Camp-Gruard. 
 It happens to the new recruit that, 
 sooner or later, he has to be posted on 
 camp guard for the first time, and this was 
 the lot of our "intelligent" friend who 
 figures below. Rebel cavalry was known 
 to be in the vicinity of the Federals, and 
 as there were expectations of an attack. 
 
 Courtesies of Picket Life. 
 
 coffee is doubly delicious, our pickets were 
 accosted by a voice from the rebel side, 
 only a few rods distant, with — " Hallo, 
 there!" " Hallo yourself ! " "What you 
 doing over there ? " " Making Some coffee. 
 Have some?" "Will you let me come 
 over ? " " Yes." " Will you let me come 
 back?" "Yes." "Honor bright?" "Yes." 
 And over he came. His coffee drank, 
 he smacked his lips, and said : " Well, 
 that's very nice. We don't get any of 
 that on our side ;" then casting his eyes 
 around, scrutinizing the neat appearance 
 of our men, he continued : "Well, you look 
 very comfortable. All of you live so?" 
 " Yes." A few moments more of silence, 
 
 the new recruit placed on guard Avas in- 
 structed, if there Avas any firing on the 
 picket line, to report it instantly. In the 
 com-se of the evening he observed a fire 
 in the direction of the pickets, which the 
 "reserve" had built for their personal 
 comfort. Supposing this to be the very 
 thing he was cautioned about, ' RaAV ' drop- 
 ped his gun and started through camp yel- 
 ling at the top of his voice, " Fire on the 
 pickets ! fire on the pickets !" Thus sum- 
 moned, every man Avas in line in a tAA'ink- 
 ling, breathlessly aAvaiting the expected 
 foe. But when the cause of alarm Avas 
 e^xplained, the yells and shouts that greeted 
 our new soldier can only be understood by 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION. 
 
 those who have heard a battalion of sol- 
 diers cheer. 
 
 Jeff. Davis's Trap for Grant. 
 On the 6th of November, 1863, one of 
 the rebel journals in Richmond said that 
 "whether General Grant intends to ad- 
 vance or is preparing to retreat from 
 Chattanooga, he must be defeated either 
 on the south side of the Tennessee or on 
 his retreat to Nashville." 
 
 General Grant had, however, no inten- 
 tion of retreating. 
 
 About this time the rebel President paid 
 a visit to Bragg's army, to ascertain the 
 true condition of affairs, and it is reported 
 that the following scene occurred on the 
 summit of Lookout Mountain : 
 
 Looking down one bright day from the 
 Ibfty eminence commanding a clear view 
 mto four States, and a very distant view 
 into a fifth, Davis saw Grant's army almost 
 beneath his feet ; across the valley, work- 
 ing like beavers on their fortifications : 
 
 " I have them now," said he, " in just 
 the trap I set for them." 
 
 To which Lieutenant- General Pember- 
 ton, who was sitting on horseback beside 
 him, replied : 
 
 "Mr. Davis, you are Commander-in- 
 Chief, and you are here. You think the 
 enemy ai'C in a trap, and can be captured 
 by vigorous assault. I have been blamed 
 for not having ordered a general attack 
 on the enemy when they were drawing 
 around me their lines of circumvallaiion 
 at Vicksbnrg. Do you now order an at- 
 tack on those troops down there below us, 
 and I will set you my life that not one 
 
 man of the attacking column 
 
 wiU ever come back across that valley, 
 except as a prisoner." 
 
 Sherman's Courage before tlie Enemy. 
 
 The advance of General Grant's army 
 before Chattanooga commenced Nov. 23d, 
 1863. It involved one of the hardest 
 fought and most protracted struggles of 
 the war, and one which crowned the Union 
 
 arms with undying renown. General 
 Howard's coi-ps was selected by Grant to 
 open commimications by the east side of 
 the Tennessee river with General Sher- 
 man. Learning that General Sherman's 
 position was not over two miles and a half 
 distant. General Howard sent one of his 
 staff on the dangerous mission of finding 
 General Sherman alone. The skirmishers 
 were thrown forward until the line became 
 dangerously extended, and none of Gen- 
 eral Sherman'fe troops were found. The 
 staff officer departed on his mission of 
 danger ; but by keeping close to the river - 
 succeeded in crossing and re-crossing the 
 gap without being captured. General 
 Howai'd, on receiving his report, ordered 
 the division to push further to the left, 
 and started out to seek General Sherman. 
 They soon met. Sherman, on the north 
 end of the bridge, dressed loosely, with a 
 worn overcoat thrown around him, was 
 directing the completion of the bridge : 
 and, as soon as the boat Avas put in, sprang 
 over and shook the hand of the princely 
 Howard. It was exactly at noon. 
 
 In about an liour after the meeting of 
 Howard and Sherman, the latter gave liis 
 orders to prepare for an attack. The 
 drizzly rain began to fall, and tlie object 
 of the assault Avas soon hid from view. 
 General Sherman stood on a prominent hill 
 to the left of the pontoon bridge, and hav- 
 ing succeeded, with the aid of two order- 
 lies, and in despite of the rain, in lighting 
 a cigar, stood puffing away at one end, 
 chewing at the other, and observing all 
 that could be seen in the country before 
 him. Around liim Avere gathered at this 
 time Generals Frank Blair, Morgan L. 
 Smith, Ewing, John W. Corse, and How- 
 ard. The troops of the several divisions 
 were encamped just in front of him, while 
 on the left and rear Davis's artillery was 
 thundering over the bridge. 
 
 In a very quiet tone Sherman gave his 
 orders to form for the assault, remarking 
 that the enemy was reported, heavy on his 
 front. The formation as ordered, was 
 
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 275 
 
 echelon on the left, General Morgan L. 
 Smith 8 division being the left, John E. 
 Smith the centre, and Ewing the right. 
 Tlie left was to keep well toward the 
 Chicamauga Creek, Sherman remarking: 
 
 " I want you to keep up the formation, 
 four hundred yards distance, until you get 
 to the foot of the hill." 
 
 "And shall we keep it after that?" 
 asked Ewing. 
 
 " You may go up the hill," answered 
 Sherman, " if you like, and can." 
 
 General Davis having got into position, 
 and the troops having been arranged as 
 ordered. General Sherman gave the orders 
 to move to the assault. They were couch- 
 ed in calm, laconic, unpretentious terms, 
 as follows : 
 
 " I see Davis is up. / guess you may 
 as well go on, and take the hill." 
 
 In a few moments after, the three col- 
 umns were moving. 
 
 But it was not destined that Tuesday 
 should witness the great conflict for those 
 hills. The doings of that day were more 
 of a preliminary than a decisive cast, the 
 latter being reserved for the succeeding 
 day's history. The sequel of the fight^ 
 the next morning's handsome epilogue to 
 the night's drama — is well known ; its 
 laurels are yet fresh and green. Sherman 
 carried the end of Missionary Ridge, and 
 the troops from Lookout Valley carried 
 the point of the mount am. 
 
 Battle wltli Sno\w^ Sails at Chattanoog-a. 
 On the 22d of March, while our army 
 was at Chattanooga, the earth was covered 
 with a beautiful sheet of snow, measuring 
 one foot deep on a level. Such a thing 
 was never known before, at such a time 
 of yean> and the residents there, including 
 that inevitable "oldest inhabitant," all 
 agreed that such a thing was never known 
 before at the season — indeed, no such depth 
 of snow, at any part of the year, in that 
 region of the "sunny South," had been 
 known for twenty-three years past. The 
 
 soldiers found an inconceivable amount of 
 fun in it. 
 
 Early in the morning the town was 
 alive Avith the merry shouts of Uncle 
 Samuel's blue coats, engaged in the exhil- 
 arating pastime of snow-balling. Gradu- 
 ally the fun assumed immense proportions. 
 The fight waxed hot and fui'ious ; and 
 whole regiments were ranged m battle ar- 
 ray, opposed in friendly combat. Officers 
 and men partook of the sport ; breast- 
 works were formed of the snow, and the 
 boys, led on by their officers, threw out 
 their skirmishers, formed the flanking par- 
 ties, and opened the fight. The battle, 
 though a sham one, was most exciting. 
 
 One regiment had formed behind breast- 
 works, had thrown out its pickets, and 
 was all ready, awaiting the attack of its 
 opponents. Each of the gallant lads was* 
 armed with a ball in each hand, and sev- 
 eral lying ready at his feet. Soon another 
 body was seen to come over the top of a 
 hill in front of the fort, Avith skirmishers 
 thrown out, and in a few minutes the 
 skirmishers of the advancing party were 
 engaged with the pickets of the army in 
 the front. They fought for some minutes, 
 when the skirmishers being heavily rein- 
 forced, the pickets retired to the interior 
 of the fort, and prepared with the main 
 body for the siege. It was not long de- 
 layed, for the besiegers advanced actually 
 to the fort, and with a yell rushed up to 
 the very mouth of the embrasures. Then 
 the fight commenced in earnest. For a 
 time the boys in the fort had the best of 
 it, for they had a good supply of ammuni- 
 tion on hand ; but soon this was exhaust- 
 ed, and the army inside had to manufac- 
 ture their hand grenades of snow, the same 
 as those on the outside. The besiegers 
 climbed up the fort walls, making shot of 
 the walls as they went, and such fun — 
 such a scene for a few minutes ! It ended 
 in the attacking party being driven off. 
 
 The battle was gone through with a 
 second time, and on the third trial the be- 
 
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 siegers were more successful, for, detach- 
 ing a party from the main body, and wind- 
 ing them aromid the rear of the fort, they 
 awaited patiently for the signal of the 
 flanking party. The signal was not long 
 in coming, and the two parties attacking 
 the fort simultaneously from front and 
 rear, compelled the garrison to sm-render. 
 The surrender was done in good military 
 style, the victors allowing them to evacu- 
 ate with all the honors of war, and fists 
 and necks and ears full of snow to boot. 
 
 Splendid Service in a Bad Cause. 
 
 Lamar Fontain proved himself one of 
 the most daring of the many brave rebels 
 in the Southwest, and his name will long 
 be remembered with satisfaction by those 
 whom he served so Avell in a bad cause. 
 
 One of the most hazardous feats under- 
 taken by Fontain was that by order of 
 General Jolmston — to bear a verbal dis- 
 patch to General Pemberton, in Vicks- 
 burg, and to carry a supply of percussion 
 caps to the rebel troops m that besieged 
 
 Gen. A. Sidney Johnston. 
 
 city. It was an enterprise of great peril, 
 for Vicksbui'g was closely invested on all 
 sides. The Federal hues of circumvalla- 
 tion extended from Snyder's Bluff, on the 
 Yazoo, to Warrenton, on the Mississippi, 
 and the rivers and their opposite shores 
 were filled and lined with their forces. 
 He was Avell mounted, and was burdened 
 
 with forty pounds of percussion caps, be- 
 sides his blanket and crutches. He had 
 no use of his broken leg, and could not 
 walk a step without a crutch ; and in 
 moimting his horse, he had to lifl it over 
 the saddle with his right hand. All this, 
 however, he accomplished with much dex- 
 terity and without assistance. 
 
 He crossed Big Black River that night, 
 and the next day got between the Federal 
 lines and the division of their army, which 
 was at Mechanicsburg. He hid his horse " 
 in a ravine, and ensconced himself in a 
 fjiUen tree, overlooking the road, during 
 the day. From his hiding place, he Avit- 
 nessed the retreat of the Yankees, who 
 passed him in considerable Mste and con- 
 fusion. 
 
 After their columns had gone by, and 
 the night had made it safe for him to move, 
 he continued his route in the direction of 
 Snyder's Bluff. As he entered the tele- 
 graphic road from Yazoo City to Yicks- 
 burg, he was hailed by a picket, but dash- 
 ed by him. A volley was fired at him by 
 the Yankees, but he escaped unhurt, 
 though a minie ball wounded his horse 
 mortally — not, however, until the spirited 
 animal had carried him safely to the bank 
 of the Yazoo river, where he died, and 
 left his rider afoot. He lost one of his 
 crutches in making his escape, it being 
 jei'ked from him by the limb of a tree, and 
 he had no time to ])ick it up. 
 
 With the assistance of one crutch, he 
 carried his baggage, and groped along the 
 Yazoo, until he providentially discovered 
 a small log canoe, tied by a rope, within 
 his reach. He pressed this into his ser- 
 vice, and paddled down the river until he 
 met three Yankee gunboats coming up to 
 Yazoo City. These he avoided by run- 
 ning under some willows overhanging the 
 water, and lying concealed until they pass- 
 ed. Soon after he floated past Snyder's 
 Bluff, which was illuminated, and alive 
 with amusement on the part of the Yan- 
 kees. He lay flat in his canoe, and could 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 
 
 277 
 
 hardly be distinguished from a piece of 
 di-ift wood — and thus he glided safely 
 tlu'ough the gunboats and barges of his 
 foes. Befoi'e day, he reached tjie back- 
 water of the Mississippi, and in the dark- 
 ness missed the outlet of the Yazoo, and 
 got into what is called " Old River." 
 
 After searching in vain for a pass into 
 the IVlississippi, day dawned, and he dis- 
 covered his mistake. He was forced to 
 conceal his boat and himself, and lie by 
 for another day. He had been two days 
 and nights without food, and began to suf- 
 fer the pangs of hunger. At night he 
 paddled back into the Yazoo, and descend- 
 ed it to the ]Mississippi, passing forty or 
 fifty of the Federal transports. Only one 
 man hailed him from the stern of a steam- 
 boat, and asked him where he Avas going. 
 He replied that he was going to his fishing 
 lines. In the bend, above Vicksburg, he 
 floated by the mortar-fleet, lying flat in 
 his canoe. The mortars were in full blast, 
 bombarding the city. The next morning 
 he tied a Avhite handkerchief to his paddle, 
 raised himself up, in the midst of the rebel 
 picket-boats at Vicksburg, and gave a 
 loud huzza for Jeff. Davis and the South- 
 ern Confederacy, amid the vivas of the 
 rebel sailors, who gave him a joyful re- 
 ception, and assisted him to General Pem- 
 berton's head-quarters. 
 
 Having rested a day and a night in the 
 city, he started forth with a dispatch from 
 General Pemberton to General Johnston. 
 He embarked in his same canoe, and soor^ 
 reached the Union fleet below the city. 
 He avoided their picket-boats on both 
 shores, and floated near their gunboats. 
 He passed so near one of these, that 
 through an open port-hole he could see 
 men playing cards and hear them converse. 
 
 At Diamond Place he landed, and bade 
 adieu to his faithful "dugout." After 
 hobbling through the bottom to the hills, 
 he reached the residence of a man who 
 had been robbed of all his mules and 
 horses, except an old, worthless gelding, 
 and a half-broken colt. He gave him the 
 
 choice of them, and he moimted the colt, 
 but soon found that he traveled badly. 
 Unexpectedly he came upon a very fine 
 horse m the bottom, tied by a blind-bridle, 
 without a saddle. As a basket and old 
 bag were lying near him, he inferred that 
 a negro had left him there, and that a 
 Yankee camp was not far distant. He 
 exchanged bridles, and saddled the horse, 
 and mounted him, after turning loose the 
 colt. 
 
 After riding so as to avoid the supposed 
 position of the Yankees, he encountered 
 one of them, who was returning from a 
 successful plundeiing expedition, being 
 loaded with chickens, and a bucket of 
 honey. He commenced catechizing Fon- 
 tain, who shot him dead by a pistol-bullet 
 through his forehead. 
 
 Fontain approached with caution the 
 next settlement, where he hired a guide 
 for fifty dollars, to pilot liim to Hanker- 
 son's Ferry, on Big Black River, which 
 he wished to reach near that point, with- 
 out following any road. The fellow he 
 hired proved to be a traitor. When he 
 got near the ferry, Fontain sent liim 
 ahead, to ascertain whether any Yankees 
 were in the vicinity. The conversation 
 and manners of the man had excited his 
 suspicions, and as soon as he left him he 
 concealed himself, but remained whex'e he 
 could watch his return. The man Avas 
 gone much longer thaii Fontain expected ; 
 but returned, and reported that the way 
 was open and that no Yankees were near 
 the ferry. 
 
 After paying him, Fontain took the pre- 
 caution to avoid the ferry, and to approach 
 the river above it, instead of foUoAving the 
 guide's directions. By this he flanked a 
 force of the Yankees posted to intercept 
 him; but as he entered the road near the 
 river bank, one of them, who seemed to 
 be on the right flank of a long line of sen- 
 tinels, suddenly rose up within ten feet of 
 him, and ordered him to halt. 
 
 He replied Avith a pistol shot, which 
 killed the sentinel dead, and, wheeling liis 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION. 
 
 horse, galloped through the bottom up 
 the river; but the Federals sent a shower 
 of ball after him, two of which wounded 
 his right hand, injuring four of his fingei's. 
 One grazed his right leg, cutting two holes 
 through his pantaloons, and another cut 
 through one side of the sword scabbard. 
 Seven bullets struck the horse, which 
 reeled uuder him, but had strength and 
 speed enough to bear him a mile from his 
 pursuers, before he fell and died. Fon- 
 tain then divided his clothes and arms into 
 two packages, and swam Big Black River 
 safely. He did not walk far before a lady 
 supplied him with the only horse she had. 
 On this he reached Raymond at two 
 o'clock in the morning, changed his horse 
 for a fresh one, carried his dispatch to 
 Jackson that morning, and landed safely 
 down home asain. 
 
 No Respect for the Tender Passion. 
 "When the Third Massachusetts cavalry 
 was at Louisiana, Private C. P. Philbrick, 
 of that regiment, rode out alone one day, 
 within the enemy's lines, and captured a 
 rebel Colonel, with an audacity that put 
 chivalry to an immense disadvantage. 
 Colonel Bradford was visiting his lovely 
 affianced, at a plantation house four miles 
 from Jackson, where he supposed himself 
 entirely safe in her agreeable company, 
 for the rebel pickets were right Avithin 
 call. Philbrick, however, late at night, 
 stole into the negro quarters, and learned 
 from the slaves, who were always friendly, 
 all that he wished to know. Quietly fast- 
 ening his horse, he crept to the front door, 
 burst it open, and pistol in hand, astonish- 
 ed the assembled party with the sight of 
 a Union soldier on the rampage. The 
 scout thundered out his orders to an im- 
 aginary company, through the back win- 
 dow, kicked over the whist table, smash- 
 ing the goblets and a bottle of " Widow 
 Cliquot" that had probably paid recent 
 duty at Baton Rouge, disarmed the Colonel 
 and took both him and his servant prison- 
 er,', mounted them on their own horses, 
 
 and brought them off amid the tears and 
 lamentations of the 'affianced' and her 
 friends. Through by-roads the unlucky 
 Colonel jras brought safely to camp, and 
 was soon on his way, with a letter of in- 
 troduction, to head-quarters. The prison- 
 er nearly ground up a fine set of natural 
 teeth when he learnt that his amours had 
 been broken in upon, and his capture ef- 
 fected, by a single soldier, armed, no bet- 
 ter than himself. Alas ! that war should 
 have no respect even for the tender 
 
 passion ! 
 
 — — ♦ 
 
 Fierce Artillery Duel. 
 
 Probably one of the most spirited and 
 hotly contested artillery duels of the war 
 Avas the fight, one Friday afternoon in 
 June, 1864, between Battery D, First 
 Ohio, Captain Cockerell, and the enemy 
 in Georgia, Avho had just got into position 
 on the Marietta road, — as the enemy fell 
 back behind his Avorks. 
 
 For over tAvo hours these antagonistic 
 batteries, Avithin six hundred yards of each 
 other, kept up an incessant fire of shell 
 and shot, during which Captain Cockerell 
 thrcAV at the enemy a full supply of am- 
 munition, emptying his limbers and cais- 
 sons. His guns Avere protected by the 
 crest of the hill, his horses, also, being 
 under cover. The rebel finally gave up to 
 superior metal, moral and physical, and 
 yielded the contest. 
 
 Meantime, the Thirteenth New York 
 Independent Battery of light twelves, con- 
 nected Avith General Geary's diA^ision of 
 Hooker's corps, Avas brought forAvard down 
 the hill upon the run, and advanced to the 
 top of a ridge confronting the eneniy's 
 works at a distance of four hundred yards, 
 in fact on the very skirmish line. Here, 
 sinking their guns so as partially to find 
 protection imder the hill, Captain Whee- 
 ler and Lieutenant Bundy kept up a steady 
 cannonade on the enemy's battery of eight 
 guns on the opposite crest, doing terrible 
 execution, cutting doAvn Avhole foi-est trees, 
 knocking aAvay the logs and earthAvorks, 
 
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 279 
 
 killing the rebel gunners, and so disabling 
 them that they were compelled to detail 
 men from the ranks to supply gunners. 
 At one or two of the enemy's eight gun 
 battery all the men but two were killed, 
 and they crawled into a hole from the 
 dreadful, amiihilating fire. 
 
 Midnight Charge of the Mule Brigade. 
 
 During the advance of General Hook- 
 er's command upon the enemy, near Look- 
 out Moimtain, an incident occurred which 
 caused much merriment at the expense of 
 the rebels. Hooker moved on Lookout 
 Mountain very cautiously from the west 
 side; and it was while engaged in the 
 movement up the valley, that a great stam- 
 pede among the mules took place. It was 
 in the dead of night, when both armies 
 were resting from the fatigues of the pre- 
 vious day, and the sentinel's tread was the 
 only sound that disturbed the universal 
 quiet. 
 
 Rushing from the wagons, to the number 
 of about thirty, the mules made for the 
 enemy's lines like frightened sheep. The 
 drivers were awakened by the noise, 
 just in time to witness the disappearance 
 of the animals through our advanced pick- 
 ets. The enemy's pickets were not caught 
 napping. Hearing the mule brigade tear- 
 ing across the valley, they mistook them 
 for Yankee cavalry charging, discharged 
 their muskets at the supposed 'Yanks,' 
 and fell back upon a battalion stationed a 
 little in the rear of them, with the cry 
 that the enemy was upon them. 
 
 The battalion, partaking of the alarm, 
 sprang to arms only in time to hear the 
 sound of the frightened rfiules, whose race 
 was not checked by the volley from the 
 pickets. They retreated also a short dis- 
 tance to a point where a whole rebel brig- 
 ade had stacked their arms, and w^ere 
 calmly dreaming of home and battle scenes. 
 In rushed the battalion, more dead than 
 alive from fright, with the exclamation — 
 '■'•Hooker has surprised us ; his cavalry is 
 upon us ! " The valiant sons of Mars did 
 
 not wait to gather up their blankets or 
 guns, but made the fastest pedestrian time 
 on record back to the main force, leaving 
 upon the field, for the mule brigade, over 
 one thousand stand of arms, among which 
 were three hundred new Enfield rifles, 
 blankets, small arms,knapsac]vS, etc. Mean- 
 time, our teamsters had given the alarm, and 
 a force was sent out for the recovery of the 
 mules, and in a few hours the expedition, 
 inaugurated by the mules, returned to our 
 lines with the valuable spoils. 
 
 This midnight charge of the mule brig- 
 ade is well worthy of a place in history. 
 Through its aid a large amount of valuable 
 stores and arms was secured, and Hooker 
 was enabled to push his advance much 
 nearer the point of ground contended for. 
 
 "Won his Wager. 
 A Seneca Indian, belonging to the four- 
 teenth New York artillery, made a bet 
 that he would capture a rebel sharpshooter 
 who was in a tree in front of our line in 
 Virginia. He enveloped himself in pine 
 boughs till he looked like a tree, and by 
 
 Won his Wager. 
 
 slow movements advanced near the sharp- 
 shooter's roost. Here, Indian like, he pa- 
 tiently waited imtil his prey had emptied 
 his ])iece at one of our men, when he sud- 
 denly brought his musket to bear upon the 
 reb, giving him no time to reload. The 
 sharpshooter was taken at a disadvantage. 
 
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 To the command to come clown he readily 
 assented, when the Indian triumphantly 
 marched him a prisoner into camp, and 
 won his wager. 
 
 No Dead Cavalry-Men. 
 An anecdote is told of General Hooker, 
 which shows that his opinion of one branch 
 of the military service was just right. 
 Soon after he assumed command of the 
 Army of the Potomac, he summoned to 
 head-quarters all the principal cavalry 
 officers in his command, twenty-five or 
 thirty in number. Arranged in a semi- 
 circle facing him, he addressed them after 
 this maimer, very coolly and with Ioav 
 voice at first, but warming as he proceed- 
 ed : — " Gentlemen : I have called you to- 
 gether to consult with you m regard to 
 the cavalry arm of the service. I think 
 it should be, and may be, made more effi- 
 cient. It seems to me to be at present a 
 very costly show — very expensive and 
 very useless. Why, gentlemen," moving 
 up and taking a step forward — " I'll be 
 
 if I have ever seen or have ever 
 
 heard of a dead cavalry-man I " 
 
 moon's disc. There, for an instant, was 
 the regiment, colors and gleaming arms in 
 bold relief and motionless — a regiment 
 transferred to heaven! And there was 
 the moon, a great medallion struck in 
 the twinkling of an eye, as if in honor of 
 thsvt deathless day. The General's eye 
 brightened at the sight. Even there and 
 then it was something to be thought of; 
 to be seen but a moment— ^to be remem- 
 bered forever. 
 
 Sheridan and the Moonlight Picture. 
 The night after the battle of Mission 
 Ridge, General Sheridan went in pursuit 
 of the flying enemy, and met with a sharp 
 resistance near Chickamauga Station, some 
 two miles beyond the Ridge. At about 
 seven o'clock of that November evening 
 he sent a regiment to take possession of a 
 little promontory jutting out into the val- 
 ley, which would give him a vast advant- 
 age. The musketry were briskly playing 
 all the while, time was precious, the posi- 
 tion important, the regiment a long time 
 executing the movement, and Sheridan, 
 anxious and impatient, was watching 
 the sky line to see the troops emerge from 
 the shadows and move along the clear-cut 
 crest of the promontory. The moon, then 
 near the full, had just risen above the edge 
 of the hill, when the battalions moved out 
 of the darkness, and exactly across the 
 
 Very ohliging Picket at Morris Island. 
 
 A somewhat singular circumstance oc- 
 curred on picket one night at Morris 
 Island. During the night a man named 
 Henry Grand, of Company E, One Hxm- 
 dredth New York regiment, was killed 
 while in discharge of his duty, and his 
 body lay between the lines. Captain 
 Ayres of the Third Rhode Island, shortly 
 after the event had been made known, 
 leaped upon the top of the last parallel 
 and shouted to a rebel picket, " Here, you ; 
 we have a man killed out there and Avant 
 to bring his body m." " "Well," replied the 
 rebel, " three of you may come over foj 
 it." Whereupon Captain Ayres started 
 with three men, making, including himself, 
 four altogether. The rebel observing four 
 men approaching him cried out before they 
 had proceeded far, "Halt." The com- 
 mand having been complied with, the rebel 
 continued thus : — " I said but three might 
 come over — one must go back." Captain 
 Ayres then returned, and was followed 
 soon after by the three men bearing the 
 dead body of their comrade. The rebel 
 was certainly very obliging, and what mo- 
 tive prompted him to extend such a privi- 
 lege could not be easily accounted for. 
 
 Incident of the One Hundred and Nineteenth 
 New York Regriment. 
 
 There was a small detachment of the 
 One Hundred and Nineteenth New York 
 which had advanced close up to the ene- 
 my — so close that they had been compelled 
 to halt for the time and throw up light 
 
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 breastworks of logs as a defence. By 
 some untoAA-^ard mistake a party of twelve 
 or fifteen men were ordered to advance 
 beyond these works on picket duty. 
 
 Though knowing that it was almost 
 certain death to show th^ir heads above 
 the walls of their little fort, still they 
 obeyed without question or hesitation. 
 They had advanced scarcely more than a 
 rod beyond their comrades, when a heavy 
 volley of musketry prostrated to the 
 ground every man save two. Two were 
 killed instantly, and the rest wounded 
 more or less severely. All of the wound- 
 ed, however, were able to drag themselves 
 back and escape, except one poor fellow. 
 Sergeant Guider, who was so badly wound- 
 ed that he could not stir from his place. 
 Tliere he lay almost within arm's length 
 of his comrades, and yet they were pow- 
 erless to rescue him or give him aid, so 
 galling was the rebel fire. One bolder 
 than the rest made the hazardous attempt ; 
 but scarcely had he got over the breast- 
 works when he fell severely wounded. 
 They endeavored to allay his raging thirst 
 by throwing to him canteens of water, and 
 even one of those was pierced by a rebel 
 bullet. 
 
 Finally, as they could not go over the 
 breastworks, they dug a way under them 
 with no other implements than their bayo- 
 nets, and through this, two men crawled 
 and succeeded in reaching him unhurt. 
 Just as they reached him, their comrades 
 in the rear gave an exulting cheer, which 
 elicited from the rebels another volley. 
 A fatal ball pierced the poor fellow's 
 breast for a second time, and he had only 
 breath to murmur feebly to his rescuers, 
 "Now I die content — I am in your hands," 
 and expired. 
 
 "Boys, I'm for the Union Still." 
 Daniel Sullivan, of the Ohio volunteers, 
 had his arm shattered by a ball, when the 
 Federal troops were surprised at Viemia. 
 This was the brave boy, Avho, when ordered 
 to fall in, replied, " I wish I could," at the 
 18 
 
 same time showing his arm. Sullivan 
 was taken up and carried back with the 
 retreating force. He died before leavmg 
 Alexandria, but his heroism was shown 
 to the last. A handkerchief was bound 
 upon his arm, near the shoulder, to check, 
 in a measure, the flow of blood. This 
 rude bandage Sullivan himself adjusted 
 several times, tightenmg it to check the 
 blood, and again loosening it when the 
 pain became too great. Wliile he was 
 lying in this condition, some of his com- 
 rades approached, and one asked, " Dan, 
 hoAv do you feel ? " " Boys," said the 
 young hero, lifting with the other hand 
 his shattered ami, and then laying it gently 
 doA\Ti, " Boys, I'm for the Union still ! " 
 Poor Dan died very soon after, but liis 
 last words were a mighty spell and watch- 
 word to his comrades. 
 
 Emphatically a Bootless Undertaking. 
 
 In the earlier days of the rebellion there 
 lived in southeastern Missouri one Ogilvie 
 B. Young. He was a wild, graceless. 
 Southern cavalier, who plunged madly into 
 the first waves of rebellion, and, while 
 Sterling Price was yet a Union General, 
 and Claiborne F. Jackson a loyal Governor, 
 dared to avow and advocate opinions of 
 the most ultra Southern character. Fine- 
 drawn theoretical arguments on the right 
 and duty of secession were spread before 
 the people of the State, in column after col- 
 umn of letters published in newspapers, 
 and to which was attached the full signa- 
 ture, " Ogilvie BjTon Young." He Avas 
 sent to the IVIissouri State Convention ; and 
 though the State did not secede, he did. 
 
 Li the fall of 1861 he was arrested in 
 Cincinnati as a spy, but escaped convic- 
 tion ; and txie same thing, AAdth a similar 
 result, occurred at Covington. In Novem- 
 ber, 1862, he was in Nashville, as a pa- 
 roled prisoner, but acting all the while as 
 a smuggler and spy. But about the last 
 of that month. Young was introduced to 
 a gentleman who represented himself as a 
 hostage for the return of certaui loyal 
 
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 Mississippians captured at luka, and treat- 
 ed by Price as traitors, contrary to the 
 terms of the cartel between the Federal 
 and Confederate authorities. At first 
 he was shy and suspicious, but was finally 
 convinced that his new acquaintance was 
 really what he purported to be, and heart- 
 ily entered into all his plans for the ad- 
 vancement of the Confedei-ate cause. As 
 his confidence grew stronger, he remarked 
 that he had been of more benefit to the 
 South, as a spy, than any brigade of rebel 
 soldiers. He had encouraged desertions 
 in the Federal camps, and made out paroles 
 in the names of Morgan and Kirby Smith ; 
 The business was getting a little danger- 
 ous now, however, and lie should get be- 
 yond the lines as soon as possible. He 
 would have gone long ago, only that he 
 had expected to be saved the trouble and 
 expense of the trip by the fall of Nash- 
 ville. 
 
 The luka hostage then informed him 
 that Mrs. Major Eanney, wife of Major 
 Raimey, of the Sixth Texas regiment, was 
 in the city, under his charge, and just re- 
 turned from Europe, whither she had been 
 on diplomatic business for the Confederate 
 Government. She had in her possession 
 very important despatches, and was anx- 
 ious to get safely through the Imes with 
 them. Young said, in reply, that he would 
 brmg his influence to bear upon the army 
 officials in her favor, but in case she should 
 be searched it Avould be well to provide 
 for such a contingency. There was, he 
 said, in the city, a man by the name of 
 Thompson, ostensibly a citizen, but really 
 a rebel Lieutenant in Bragg's army, and 
 then acting as a spy. He had made the 
 trip through the Imes ten or twelve times, 
 and could do it again. He Avas then en- 
 gaged in drawing a map of the fortifica- 
 tions around Nashville and procuring in- 
 formation as to the number of the ti'oops, 
 &c., which should be forthcoming in due 
 season. These secret despatches of Mrs. 
 Raimey's, together with the map and 
 other papers, could be hidden in the heel 
 
 of a boot, which would be made for them 
 by a bootmaker of the city in the employ 
 of the Confederate Government. His 
 name was C. J. Zeutzschell, and his shop 
 was on Union street. 
 
 This plan was agreed to, and Young 
 was to assist in the execution of it, — in 
 return for which, he was to be placed in 
 a high position at Richmond. The repu- 
 tation of Young, however, was not of the 
 best, and the bootmaker would do nothing 
 for him, when called upon, without first 
 making inquiry among his friends and con- 
 sulting with the hostage, for whom the 
 boots were wanted. 
 
 Accordingly, Zeutzschell went to his 
 room one evening and said that Yoxmg 
 had been to his house and wished him to 
 make a pair of boots and to secrete some 
 important documents in them so as to de- 
 fy detection. He had no confidence in 
 Young's honor, and did not wish to do it 
 for Mm. He knew him as identified with 
 the Confederates, indeed, but he was a 
 bad man, low in his habits and associates, 
 never had any money, &c. He, Zeutzs- 
 chell, had been inquiring of the friends of 
 the South — undoubted secessionists, con- 
 cerning him (the luka hostage), and was 
 convinced that he Avas a gentleman and 
 true southerner. He would do anything 
 to promote the cause, — money was no ob- 
 ject, — he would lay down his life for it. 
 If Young could be throAvn off" the track, 
 he would make the boots and secrete in 
 them a map of the fortifications about 
 Nashville. His brother-in-law, Harris, 
 would go out and see if any new ones had 
 been erected. If not, he had a perfect 
 plan of them in his head, to prove which 
 he immediately sat down and drafted one. 
 He remarked that he had recently sent 
 several such to General Morgan. He had 
 made the boots for all the spies in the 
 same way, and not one had ever been de- 
 tected. He had sent valuable information 
 m a common pipe. 
 
 " Can you get a pass for your man ? " 
 asked the hostage. 
 
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 283 
 
 " Certainly," was the reply ; " as many 
 as you like. There is a German at head- 
 quarters who steals blank passes for me, 
 and I fill them up myself. I give him 
 whiskey for them." 
 
 He would like to go South, too, he said, 
 in conclusion. He could describe the forti- 
 fications so much better than in a map.. 
 
 Both parties being satisfied, an arrange- 
 ment for the boots was made. ZeutzscheU 
 was to get the exact distances of the de- 
 fences, the number and disposition of the 
 troops, &c., and secrete them, together 
 with Mrs. Ranney's despatches, in one of 
 the heels of the boots. This he did, ac- 
 cording to promise ; the boots were made 
 and delivered on the evening appointed. 
 Instead of reachmg Generals Bragg and 
 Morgan, however, as intended, the maps 
 papers, boots, owner, maker, .and spy, sud- 
 denly found themselves in the hands of 
 the army police, much to the astonishment 
 and utter chagrin of all. parties concerned. 
 ZeutzscheU and Young were sent to the 
 military prison. 
 
 Northern Muscle and Southern Chivalry. 
 After the Federal forces had flanked 
 Johnston's army from Dallas, it was con- 
 trary to the usual custom, the fortune of 
 the First Brigade — Sheridan's old Division 
 — to be left behind the army a few days, 
 as a guard for an ambulance train. One 
 day two of the men — one of them Jack 
 Tyrrell, Commissary of the Brigade — 
 went out to take a bath beyond and in 
 sighlrof the Federal picket line, in a small 
 bayou, which temerity was observed by 
 some of Ferguson's cavalry hovering in 
 the vicinity, who detached two men, armed 
 with sabres and carbines, to bring them 
 in. Being without arms they were sur- 
 prised, and started off, en dishabille, in the 
 very face of the pickets, who dared not fire 
 for fear of injuring the prisoners. Each 
 rebel started in a different direction with 
 lus charge. After going a short distance, 
 Tyrrell dodged to one side, exposing his 
 captor to the Federal pickets, who gave 
 
 him a volley but missed, on which the 
 Johnny, out of spite, returned the shot ; 
 when Tyn'ell, taking advantage of his 
 empty carbine, sprang and caught him by 
 his abundant whiskers and dragged him 
 from his horse. Here a short struggle 
 ensued, in which the 'chivalry' had to 
 give way to Northern muscle, although 
 they were both good types of their respect- 
 ive regions, and Johnny, minus his gun 
 and sabre, was marched to the picket lines 
 by his escort, who guided lum by walking 
 behind him with one hand in each side of 
 his whiskers. It is useless to say that he 
 was received by the pickets with consider- 
 able merriment. The other reb, on seeing 
 his comrade's fate, and hearmg the whirr 
 of a few random shots, fled, and left his 
 charge to come back at his will. 
 
 Shaking' Hands in the Middle of the River. 
 A detachment of Federal troops was 
 stationed on the northern bank of the Po- 
 tomac river ; and on the opposite, or south- 
 ern bank, was stationed a detachment of 
 the Confederate troops, — all within hailing 
 distance, the river being not more than one 
 quarter of a naile wide at that point (Con- 
 rad's Ferry). A challenge was proclaim- 
 ed by some two or three of the Federal 
 troops to meet the same number of the 
 Confederate troops in the middle of the 
 river, where it was fordable, to shake 
 hands and drink each other's health. The 
 challenge was accepted, and divesting 
 themselves of their arms and a portion of 
 their clothing, they met, exchanged salu- 
 tations, and drank together in mutual 
 friendship. These troops had been skirm- 
 ishing across the river some six or eight 
 days previous, with cannon, rifles, and 
 
 musketry. 
 
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 liongstreet's Instant Detection of a Spy. 
 The feverishness of the Confederates in 
 regard to spies, during the eventful days 
 of the Manassas conflict, was greatly in- 
 tensified by the following occurrence, as 
 related by one of their officers : 
 
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 AVhile Longstreet's corps was hurrying 
 forward to Jackson's relief, several brig- 
 ades in advance on different roads were 
 observed to halt, thereby stopping all fur- 
 ther progress of the corps. Very angry 
 at this, Longstreet trotted to the front, 
 and was informed that a courier had 
 brought orders from General Lee to that 
 effect ! 
 
 " From General Lee ? " said Long- 
 street, his eyes glowing with rage : "Where 
 is that courier ? " 
 
 Gen. Longstreet. 
 
 " There he goes now, General, galloping 
 down the road." 
 
 " Keep your eyes on him, overtake him, 
 and bring him here," — which was soon ac- 
 complished. 
 
 " By whose orders did you halt my 
 brigade ? " asked a Brigadier. 
 
 " As I have already told you — by Gen- 
 eral Lee's ! , I have orders for Longstreet, 
 and must be off to the rear ! " 
 
 " Here is Longstreet," — said that Gen- 
 eral, now moving forward, — " Where are 
 your orders ? " 
 
 The spy was caught ! He turned red 
 and pale, his lip quivered — he was self 
 condemned. 
 
 " Give this man ten minutes, and hang 
 him ! Let the columns push forward im- 
 mediately." 
 
 In fifteen minutes the spy was lifeless. 
 
 hanging from a tree by the roadside ; but 
 before death, confessed that although a 
 Virginian and a Confederate soldier, he 
 had been in communication with the ene- 
 my over ten months, and was then acting 
 for General Pope. 
 
 More than a Match ag'ainst Six. 
 
 The brilliant exploit of Captain Strong, 
 of the Belle City Rifles, Second Wiscon- 
 sin regiment, in escaping, as he did, from 
 the Confederates, into whose clutches he 
 unfortunately fell, was the theme of con- 
 gratulation on the part of every one who 
 knew the gallant Captain's worth. When 
 he enlisted as a Union soldier, he was a 
 student in Racine College, about twenty- 
 one years of age, well built, and very agile 
 and active. He was regarded in college 
 as the best jumper, runner, &,c., and with- 
 al an excellent shot, as well as a popular 
 comrade of the students. Of his remark- 
 able escape he says : — 
 
 As I Avas passing through a thicket, I 
 was surrounded by six rebel soldiers — 
 four infantry and two cavalry. The foot- 
 men were poorly dressed, and badly arm- 
 ed, having old rusty altered muskets. The 
 cavalry Avere well mounted and Avell 
 armed. 
 
 Seeing I was caught, I thought it best 
 to surrender at once. So I said, " Gentle- 
 men, you have me." I was asked various 
 questions as to who I Avas, where I Avas 
 going, what regimenf I belonged to, &c., 
 all of Avhich I refused to answer. One of 
 the footmen said ' Let's Imng the — 
 Yankee scoundrel,' and pointed to a con- 
 venient limb. Another said, ' No, let's 
 take him to camp, and hang him there.' ' 
 One of the cavalry, who seemed to be the 
 leader, said, ' We will take him to camp.' 
 They then marched me through an open 
 place — two footmen in front, two in the 
 rear, and a cavalry man on each side of 
 me. I Avas armed Avith tAvo revolvers and 
 my sword. After going some tAventy rods, 
 the sergeant, who was on my right, notic- 
 ing my pistols, commanded me to halt and 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 
 
 285 
 
 give them up, together with my sword. 
 I said, ' Certainly, gentlemen,' and imme- 
 diately halted. As I stopped, they all filed 
 past me, and of course were in front. 
 
 We were at this time in an open part 
 of the woods, but about sixty yards to the 
 rear was a thicket of undergrowth. Thus 
 eveiy thing was in my favor. I was quick 
 of foot and a passable shot. Yet the de- 
 sign of escape was not formed until I 
 brought my pistol pouches to the front 
 part of my body, and my hands touched 
 the stocks. The grasping of the pistols 
 suggested my cocking them as I drew them 
 out. This I did, and the moment I got 
 command of them I shot down the two 
 footmen nearest me — about six feet off — 
 one with each hand. I immediately turn- 
 ed and ran toward the tliicket in the rear. 
 The confusion of my captors was appar- 
 ently so great that I had nearly reached 
 cover before shots were fired at me. One 
 ball passed through my left cheek, passing 
 out of my mouth. Another one — a mus- 
 ket ball — went through my canteen. 
 
 Immediately upon this volley, the two 
 cavalry separated, one to my right and the 
 other to my left, to cut off my retreat — 
 the remaining two footmen charging di- 
 rectly toward me. I turned when the 
 horsemen got up, and fired three or four 
 shots ; but the balls flew wild. I still 
 ran on ; got over a small knoll, and had 
 nearly regained one of our pickets, when 
 I was headed off by both of the mounted 
 men. 
 
 The Sergeant called to me to halt and 
 surrender. I gave no reply, but fired at 
 him and ran in the opposite direction. 
 He pursued and overtook me, and just as 
 his horse's head 'vas abreast of me, I turn- 
 ed, took good aim and pulled the trigger, 
 but the cap snapped. At this time his 
 carbine was unslung, and he was holding it 
 with both hands on the left side of his horse. 
 He fired at my breast without raising the 
 piece to his shoulder, and the shot passed 
 from the right side of my coat, through it 
 and my shirt to the left, just grazing the 
 
 skin. The piece was so near as to bum 
 the cloth about the size of one's hand. I 
 was, however, uninjured this time, save 
 the shot through my cheek. I then fired 
 at liim again and brought him to the ground 
 — hanging by his foot in the left stirrup, 
 and his horse galloping toward his camp. 
 I saw no more of the horseman on my 
 left, nor of the two footmen — but running 
 on soon came to our own pickets, uninjured 
 save the shot through my cheek, but other- 
 wise much exhausted from my exertions. 
 
 « 
 
 Rockafellow's Eigrht Arm left StiU. 
 
 Judge Kelley entered the office of Mr. 
 Stanton, Secretary of War, one day, having 
 with him a youthful-looking officer, whose 
 empty coat-sleeve hung from his left 
 shoulder. He was introduced to the Sec- 
 retary as Brevet Lieut. Harry Rockafel- 
 low, of Philadelphia. 
 
 "My friend," said the Judge, "left a 
 situation worth eight hundred dollars a 
 year, three days after the President's proc- 
 lamation for troops, to carry a musket at 
 eleven dollars a month, with his regiment, 
 the New York Seventy-first. After the 
 term of his enlistment had expired, he 
 marched with his regiment to Bull Eun. 
 Early in the day he received that ugly 
 rifle-ball in his mouth (pointing to a JViinie 
 ball that was hung to his watch-key), and 
 for two hours and a half he carried it in 
 his fractured jawbone, fighting like a true 
 hero, vmtil a cannon-ball took off his arm 
 and rendered him powerless. He was 
 captured, and for three months lay in a 
 mangled condition in a tobacco warehouse 
 in Richmond, without proper surgical 
 treatment. He was breveted a lieutenant 
 by his Colonel, for his bravery, and is now 
 filling a small clerkship. I beg of you to 
 appoint him in the regular service." 
 
 " But where could I put him, if I were 
 to ? " said Mr. Stanton. 
 
 The Judge was about to reply, when 
 the young man raised his arm and said 
 with an anxious look : 
 
 " See, I have a right arm still, and Gen- 
 
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 eral Kearney has only his left ; send me 
 into the line where there is fighting to be 
 
 done ! I have letters from ," he tried 
 
 to draw a bundle of letters from his pock- 
 et. Mr. Stanton stopped him — 
 
 " Put up your letters, Sir ; you have 
 spoken for yourself. Your wish shall be 
 granted. The country cannot afford to 
 neglect such men as you ! '' 
 
 Ere the soldier could thank him for his 
 kindness, his case was noted. He turned 
 to leave, and remarked to the Judge as 
 they left, " I shall be proud of my com- 
 mission, for I feel that I have earned it ! 
 This day is the proudest one of my whole 
 life.'" His heart seemed so light that he 
 appeared not to realize the loss he had 
 met with, nor the weary nights, and long, 
 long days he had suffered in the vile pris- 
 ons of the enemy. Congressman Ely 
 came in just as he passed along the aisle 
 and remarked, " There goes the noblest 
 and most heroic of all our prisoners. He 
 Avas the pride of the boys — all loved 
 him as though he were a brother." 
 
 By-Scene at the Battle of Leesburg-. 
 One of the temble personal encounters 
 at the battle of Leesburg, is thus related : 
 As Captain Jones, of Company B, Sev- 
 enteenth Mississippi regiment, was pass- 
 ing through the woods at the head of his 
 men, he met another party headed by an 
 officer. The two halting instantly upon 
 discovering their close proximity, Jones 
 exclaimed, " For God Almighty's sake, 
 tell me quick — friends or enemies — who 
 are you ? " The other replied, " We are 
 friends," and at the same time advanced. 
 A little boy, named Joseph Ware, who 
 was behind the Mississippian, instantly 
 cried out, " Captain, they are not friends ; 
 don't you see they have not guns like 
 ours ? They are Yankees, let me shout." 
 Again Jones exclaimed, " Who are you ? 
 Speak quick, for I can't keep my men 
 from firing." " I'll let you know who we 
 are, you d — rebel," said the Federal offi- 
 cer, for such he was, and suiting the action 
 
 to the word, he sprang upon and seized 
 Captain Jones by the collar. For a sec- 
 ond or two a scuffle ensued between the 
 officers, when the latter broke loose. At 
 the same instant one of the Mississippians 
 dashed out the Federal officer's brains 
 Avith the point of his musket. 
 
 Uncomfortably Warm Place for a Soldier. 
 A good story is told about a soldier, 
 who, in dodging away from a patrol, hid 
 himself in a restaurant," by jumping mto a 
 lai'ge box used for steaming oysters. The 
 lid closed with a spring lock, and the dis- 
 appointed patrol went on his Avay baffled. 
 In a little while the colored man attending 
 the apparatus turned on a full head of 
 
 Uncomfortably Warm Place. 
 
 steam in order to prepare a mess for some 
 customers. The soldier began to grow 
 uncomfortably warm, and soon kicked and 
 yelled lustily for liberation, until the fright- 
 ened negro ran away shouting that " de 
 dcbbil was in de steamer." Other em- 
 ployees gathered around, hearing the t 
 noise, and released the perspiring soldier, 
 who bounded with the speed of a machine 
 whose motive power is steam. 
 
 Statlng^ it Just Kig-ht. 
 When it Avas as Avell knoAvn as that the 
 world exists, that Grant had forced Lee 
 to retreat for scores of miles right steady 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 
 
 287 
 
 to the very walls of Eiclimond, the rebel 
 papers declared with the coolest effrontery 
 that Lee was getting Grant just where he 
 wanted him, that Grant was really re- 
 treating, and Lee in close pursuit. This 
 was about equal to the facetious Iowa edi- 
 tor who got a downright whaling in his 
 printing office, and described it next day 
 — giving all the facts, but making himself 
 the hero : — There was a blow. Somebody 
 fell. We got up. Turning upon our an- 
 tagonist, we then succeeded in winding his 
 arms around our waist, and by a quick 
 manoeuvre threw liim on top of us, bi'ing- 
 ing our back, at the same time, in contact 
 with the solid bed of the printing press. 
 Then inserting our nose between his teeth 
 and his hands in our hair, we had him ! 
 
 Glorious Effect of National Music upon the 
 Troops. 
 
 When General Kearney's troops were 
 being brought into action at the battle of 
 Williamsburg, they met the lengthened 
 files of General Hooker's wounded being 
 carried to the rear. The shrieks of the 
 lacerated soldiers, bleeding and ghastly, 
 who had been figjjting so long and so Avell, 
 pierced the air, and this, joined to the mud 
 and rain, and the exhaustion of those who 
 had come several miles Avith so much 
 speed, was not calculated to produce a fa- 
 vorable impression on them as they Avere 
 going into action. General Heintzelman, 
 however, ordered several of the bands to 
 strike up national and martial airs, and 
 when the strains of the familiar tunes 
 reached the ears of the wounded as they 
 were being carried from the field, their 
 cheers mingled with those of the soldiers 
 who were just rushing into the battle. 
 The effect, too, was great on the other 
 side ; for some of the prisoners stated that 
 when they heard the bands strike up the 
 Star Spangled Banner, and heard our sol- 
 diers cheer, they knew that the victory 
 would be ours. 
 
 Bleeding-, but Had His Colors With Him. 
 A sight at once horrible and sublime, 
 was witnessed after the Gettysburg bat- 
 tle, among the Avounded heroes whose 
 deeds had crowned with imperishable hon- 
 or the history of that all-memorable day. 
 A strong, stahvart felloAV, with the chev- 
 rons of a sergeant on his arm, ragged and 
 torn, Avas limping along slowly, AA'ith agony 
 terribly depicted upon his \isage. The shoe 
 on his right foot Avas covered Avith blood. 
 
 Head-quarters of Lee at Gettysburg. 
 
 and a large rent in his pantaloons, just 
 above the knee, from Avhich the blood was 
 also trickling, solved the question of the 
 location of his wound. He Avas hatless, 
 his hair A\^as disordered, his face and hands 
 were begrimed Avith smoke and powder, 
 and he looked altogether maniac-like and 
 exhausted. But he had his colors wWi 
 him ! His regiment, or the greater part 
 of it, had been either killed or captured ; 
 he had lost his coloi'S once, and AA'as after- 
 Avard captured himself. He Avatched his 
 opportunity, killed the rebel Avho held his 
 flag," and escaped Avith it safely into the 
 Union lines. Ought not the name of one so 
 brave as he to be chiseled in monumental 
 marble ? It Avas against such heroes as 
 this, that Lee and his myrmidons franti- 
 cally but vauily fought. 
 
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 " I Told You I Could Do It." 
 The commander of Williston's battery 
 observing that when the rebels fired there 
 was one particular piece that was very 
 annoymg, on account of its shelling the 
 head-quarters, turned to General Devens, 
 and said, " For God's sake, General, let 
 us knock that gun over, for I can do it." 
 The General replied that he was afraid 
 that he might hit some of Custei-'s men, 
 who were but recently ordered put on the 
 left. " They are not there," rephed Wil- 
 liston, " I should see.them if they wei'e. I 
 know where I am going to shoot. I Avill 
 not hit any one. I only want to knock 
 that gun over." General Devens still hes- 
 itating, WiUiston said, " Let me fire on my 
 own responsibility, for God's sake. Will 
 you do it ? " At last the General consent- 
 ed, when — bang ! went one of the pieces, 
 and over went the doomed gun, the car- 
 riage shattered and dispersed instantly. 
 " There," said the keen-eyed Williston, 
 with a smile of triumph, " I told you I 
 could do it!" 
 
 Song: of Patriotism in the Forest. 
 Durino; one of those eventful nights in 
 Virginia, when the Federal troops lay in 
 line of imminent battle behind their tempo- 
 rary fortifications of dirt, mud, logs and 
 rails, and the continuous crack of the shaip- 
 shooter's rifle rolled startlingly along their 
 front, a solitary voice struck in shrill but 
 blithesome and melodious tone, the patri- 
 ojjjc song, "Rally round the flag, boys!" 
 — and, almost instantly, those hundreds of 
 men, who seemed to have been waiting, as 
 it were, for sometliing to dissipate the 
 gloom which thoughts of the day's carnage 
 had engendered, were shouting in a chorus 
 which shook the depth of the forest's 
 gloom, — 
 
 " The Union, forever, hurrah, boys, hurrah'. 
 
 Down, down with the traitors, and up with the stars ! " 
 
 As down the line the sti-ain of jubilee 
 sped its electric course, the sound swelled 
 into one vast diapason of deep-toned, ex- 
 ultant song. The only reply of the enemy 
 
 was the spitefiil whistle of extra bullets 
 from the skirmishing; line — but whizzing 
 harmlessly by. This unexpected but re- 
 freshing little episode tended greatly to in- 
 spire the hearts of the troops in that dis- 
 mal locaUty. 
 
 Hxunphreys' Deadly Charge at Fredericks- 
 burg-. 
 
 At the terrible battle of Fredericksburg, 
 in 1862, Humphreys' division of Butter- 
 field's corps was at one jimcture resting on 
 its aims in the streets of that city. General 
 Butterfield sent an order to move it to the 
 front. At the head of Allabach's second 
 brigade, Humphreys crossed the mill-race, 
 formed his men behmd the crest ready for 
 the charge, and Tyler's first brigade was fol- 
 lowing closely after, ready to support. The 
 line was fonned, the column moved gal- 
 lantly forward, reached the line of battle, 
 passed fifty yards beyond, when a deadly 
 fire from behind the stone wall caused it 
 to recoil, and finally to fall back, re-form- 
 ing under the crest from which it started. 
 Humphreys and staff were dismounted in 
 this charge, their horses being killed, while 
 the brigade lost five hundred men in fifteen 
 minutes. 
 
 There was but one more chance. Ty- 
 ler's brigade had come up, and notwith- 
 standing the turmoil. General Humphreys 
 had succeeded in forming it in gallant style. 
 The only hope now was with the bayonet. 
 The men were ordered not to fire — to rely 
 solely upou'their trusty steel. Then, with 
 great exertion, the batteries and the line 
 of troops on the crest were persuaded to 
 cease firing Avhile the charge was being 
 made ; then General Hooker exhorted his 
 men not to quail, not to look back ; to dis- 
 regard the men in front who were lying 
 down covered by every projection ; to ride 
 over them. 
 
 The officers were ordered to tlie front ; 
 then the brigade, led in person by Generals 
 Tyler and Humphreys, moved forward 
 Avith a glorious cheer. They readied the 
 little rise in the ground, within eighty 
 
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 289 
 
 yards of the stone wall, where line after 
 Ime of the Federals lay flat upon the 
 ground : they began to move over the liv- 
 ing mass, when suddenly the prostrate men 
 cried out, " Don't go there, 'tis certain 
 death ! " and, rismg, began to impede the 
 progi'ess of the column, and by protests of 
 every nature implored the men not to go 
 forward. Then the crisis came. The 
 division was fightmg its maiden battle ; 
 older tixx)p3 than they quailed before the 
 murderous volleys now making great gaps 
 through their ranks ; the head of the charg- 
 ing column was enveloped in a sheet of 
 living flame ; the hideous shells were burst- 
 ing all around and in their midst. Was it 
 any wonder that they faltered ? The men 
 began to load and fire ; the momentum of 
 the charge was gone ; the column began to 
 retire slowly, falling back to its place of 
 formation. 
 
 "Oh, men!" said Humphreys, "if you 
 had only gone forward as well as you come 
 back!" 
 
 And then, again dismounted, his second 
 horse having been killed, he reported the 
 result to General Buttei-field, who ordered 
 him to withdraw his troops to a place of 
 
 shelter. 
 
 ■ « 
 
 Price and Van Dom Pitted Against Rose- 
 crans. 
 
 The battle of Corinth commenced on the 
 third day of Octobei*, 1862, the Confeder- 
 ates under Price and Van Dorn being the 
 attacking party. That day they seemed 
 to have rather had the advantage. On the 
 fourth, the contest was renewed at day- 
 bi'eak, and for some hours contmued to be 
 waged with indifferent success. At length 
 the great struggle followed, of which the 
 annexed is an account ; — a struggle exhib- 
 iting the masterworkings of modern gener- 
 alship in the highest degree : 
 
 For a time there Avere no demonstra- 
 tions on the part of the Confederates, and 
 they remained altogether quiet in the angle 
 of the woods near the railroad. Present- 
 ly two lines were formed, one at right an- 
 gles to the other — the one destined with 
 
 its reserves to sweep over the railroad, 
 through the abattis into the village — the 
 other with its reserves to attack batteiy 
 ' Robinett,' which was the key to the 
 whole position. K once taken and held, 
 Corinth was imdeniably in rebel posses- 
 sion. The line destmed for the occupa- 
 tion of the village came rapidly forward 
 at a charge across the railroad, over the 
 fallen timber, driving the Union line be- 
 fore them like chaff. All that grape and 
 canister could do to impede their progress 
 Avas attempted, but still their irresistible 
 progress was not stayed. Batteries of 
 hght artillery played upon their front and 
 left incessantly ; their colors were thrice 
 shot away ; but they came still onward, 
 nor halted until they reached the public 
 square, and formed in line of battle direct- 
 ly in front of General Halleck's old head- 
 quarters. The Federal line of battle was 
 formed directly opposite, in the street lead- 
 ing past General Rosecrans's head-quar- 
 ters. 
 
 The two araiies advanced. A terrible 
 hand-to-hand encounter was engaged in, 
 and for a time the destruction of the Union 
 Ime seemed inevitable. It gradually yield- 
 ed, and fell back tmtil the enemy had 
 nearly reached the Corinth House. Here 
 General Rosecrans rode along the line, and 
 in a few cheering words revived the droop- 
 ing courage of the wearied soldiers. The 
 Confederate reserve was at this time di- 
 rectly in range of the gims on the redoubts 
 to the left ; and huge shells began to drcrp ^ 
 in their midst, whose explosion in the solid 
 masses began to create considei'able confu- 
 sion and loss of life. At the same time 
 the order was given to " Charge bayonets" 
 At this command the brave Union soldiers 
 sprang to their work with a will. They 
 attacked vigorously, and soon the enemy 
 were flyuig across the public square in wild 
 confusion. The explosion of the fieiy mis- 
 siles from the two batteries added haste to 
 their movements, and by the time they had 
 reached the cover of the timber, their re- 
 treat had become a rout. 
 
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 By the time this line was driven back, 
 the other line with tlieir reserves were 
 well advanced in the direction of battery 
 Robmett. 
 
 During the period of seemuig inaction 
 when the Confederates had withdrawn to 
 the cover of the timber, while preparing 
 to make the two charges in question. Gen- 
 eral Price and his prmcipal officers held a 
 consultation to devise ways and means to 
 take the battery. The importance of its 
 capture Avas admitted, and the risk and 
 danger of the attempt thoroughly can- 
 vassed. General Price would not under- 
 take the responsibility of ordeiing the at- 
 tack, but called for volunteers. Colonel 
 Rogers, of Arkansas, immediately tendered 
 his brigade as the forlorn hope, and Colonel 
 Ross his brigade as a support. 
 
 They massed their troops eight deep, and 
 advanced under a heavy fire of double 
 charges of grape and canister. A terrible 
 enfilading and flanking fire was poured 
 upon them from every battery bearing in 
 that direction, aided by incessant volleys 
 of musketry from the supports of the bat- 
 teries and the Union regiments dfawn up 
 in line parallel Avith them. 
 
 The first shell from Battery William ex- 
 ploded in the centre of the advancing col- 
 umn, sending thirty or forty to their long 
 home. Every discharge caused huge gaps 
 in their ranks. The effect of the Federal 
 fire Avas like the falUng of grain before the 
 scythe. But this tremendous mortality 
 did not affect their irresistible ouAvard 
 march. As fast as one man fell his com- 
 rade stepped forAvard in his place. Twice 
 did they approach almost to the outer 
 works of the battery, and twice they Avere 
 compelled to fall back. The third time 
 they reached the battery and planted their 
 flag upon the edge. It Avas shot down — 
 raised again — again shot down. They 
 swarmed about the battery ; they cUmbed 
 over the parapets ; they fired through the 
 escarpments, and for a time it seemed as 
 if they had secured the victory their valor 
 had so richly earned. 
 
 When they obtained the battery, the 
 Federals Avho Avere working it fell back 
 behind the projecting earth-Avorks, out of 
 reach from the Federal shells, and imme- 
 diately all the batteries bearing upon the 
 position were turned upon Battery Robi- 
 nett, and soon a shoAver of missiles was 
 falUng like hail upon the brave intruders. 
 No mortal man could stand the fire, and 
 they retreated. Slowly the brave remnant 
 turned their unwilling stejDS toward the 
 forest from Avhich they started, Avhen the 
 order Avas given to the tAvo regiments sup- 
 poi'ting the battery to charge. This order 
 Avas splendidly executed. The miserable 
 remnant of troops Avhich the batteries had 
 nearly destroyed was now almost annihila- 
 ted. A fcAV scattering troops Avere all that 
 remained of the column Avhich so valiantly 
 attacked the battery scai'cely an hour be- 
 fore. The dead bodies of rebels Avere 
 piled up in and about the intrenchments, in 
 some places eight and ten deep. In one 
 place directly in front of the point of as- 
 sault, tAVO hundred and sixteen dead bodies 
 Avere found Avithin a space of a hundred 
 feet by four, among them the commanders 
 of both brigades making the assault — Col- 
 onel Rogers and Colonel Ross. 
 
 This was the temimation of the engage- 
 ment. 
 
 Holdingr the Hill— Valor of Bumside. 
 
 At four o'clock on the 17th of Septem- 
 ber, during the great battle of Antietam, 
 McClellan sent simultaneous orders to 
 Burnside and Franklin; to the former to 
 advance and carry the batteries in his front 
 at all hazards and at any cost ; to the lat- 
 ter to carry the Avoods next in front of him 
 to the right, which the rebels still held. 
 The order to Franklin, hoAvever, Avas prac- 
 tically countermanded, in consequence of a 
 message from General Sumner that if 
 Franklin Avent on and was repulsed, his 
 OAvn corps Avas not yet sufficiently reorgan- 
 ized to be depended on as a reserve. 
 
 Bumside obeyed the order most gallant- 
 ly. Getting his troops Avell in hand, and 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 
 
 291 
 
 sending a portion of his artillery to the 
 front, he advanced them with lapidity and 
 the most determined vigor, straight up the 
 hill in front, on top of Avhich the rebels 
 had maintained their most dangerous bat- 
 tery. The movement was in plain view 
 of McClellan's position, and as Franklin on 
 tlie other side sent his batteries into the 
 field about the same time, the battle seemed 
 to open in all directions with greater ac- 
 tivity than ever. 
 
 Tlie fight in the ravine was in full pro- 
 gress, the batteries Avhich Porter supported 
 were firing with new vigor, FrankUn was 
 blazing away on the right, and every hill- 
 top, ridge, and wood along the whole line 
 was crested and veiled with white clouds 
 of smoke. All day had been clear and 
 bright since the early cloudy morning, and 
 now this whole magnificent, unequaled 
 scene shone with the splendor of an after- 
 noon September sun. Four miles of bat- 
 tle, its glory all visible, its horrors all 
 veiled, the fate of the Republic hanging 
 on the hour! 
 
 There are two hills on the left of the 
 road, the furthest the lowest. The rebels 
 have batteries on both. Burnside is or-' 
 dered to carry the nearest to him, which is 
 the furthest from the road. His guns open- 
 ing first from this new position in front, 
 soon entirely controlled and silenced the 
 enemy's artillery. Tlie infantry came on 
 at once, moving rapidly and steadily up, 
 long dark Imes, and broad dark masses, 
 being plainly visible without a glass, as 
 they moved over the green hill-side. The 
 next moment the road in which the rebel 
 battery was planted was canopied with 
 clouds of dust swiftly descending into the 
 valley. Underneath was a tumult of wag- 
 ons, guns, horses, and men flying at speed 
 down the road. Blue flashes of smoke 
 burst now and then among them, a horse, 
 or a man, or half a dozen went down, and 
 then the whirlwind swept on. 
 
 The hill was carried! But could it be 
 held.' The rebel columns, before seen 
 moving to the left, increased their pace. 
 
 The guns, on the hill above, sent an angry 
 tempest of shell down among Burnside's 
 suns and men. He had formed his columns 
 apparently in the near angles of two fields 
 bordering the road — ^high ground about 
 them everywhere except in rear. In an- 
 other moment a rebel battle-line appears 
 on the brow of the ridge above them, moves 
 swiftly down in the most perfect order, and 
 though met by incessant discharges of mus- 
 ketry, of which the flashes are plainly seen, 
 does not fire a gun. White spaces show 
 where men are falling, but they close up 
 instantly, and still the line advances. The 
 brigades of Burnside are in heavy column ; 
 they will not give way before a bayonet 
 charge in line. The rebels think twice 
 before they dash into these two hostile 
 masses. 
 
 Now there is a halt ; the rebel left gives 
 way and scatters over the field ; the rest 
 stand fast and fire. More infantry comes 
 up ; Burnside is out-numbered, flanked, 
 compelled to yield the liill he took so brave- 
 ly. His position is no longer one of at- 
 tack ; he defends himself with unfaltering 
 firmness, but he sends to McClellan for 
 help. McClellan's glass for the last half- 
 hour has seldom been turned from the left. 
 He sees clearly enough that Burnside is 
 pressed — needs no messenger to tell him 
 that. His face grows darker with anxious 
 thought. Looking down to the valley 
 where fifteen thousand troops are lymg, he 
 turns a half-questioning look on Fitz John 
 Porter, who stands by his side, gravely 
 scanning the field. They are Porter's 
 troops below, are fresh, and only impatient 
 to share in this fight. But Porter slowly 
 shakes his head, and one may believe that 
 the same thought is passing through the 
 minds of both Generals : ' They are the 
 only reserves of the army ; they can not 
 be spared.' McClellan remounts his horse, 
 and with Porter and a dozen officers of his 
 staff rides away to the left in Burnside's 
 direction. Sykes meets them on the road 
 — a good soldier, whose opinion is worth 
 taking. The three Generals talk briefly 
 
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 together. It is easy to see that the nio- 
 meut has come when everything may turn 
 on an order given or Avithheld, when the 
 history of the battle is only to be written 
 in thoughts and words and purposes of the 
 General. Bumside's messenger rides up. 
 His message is — 
 
 " I want troops and guns. If yoti do 
 not send them I can not hold my posi- 
 tion for half an hour." 
 
 McClellan's only answer for the moment 
 is a glance at the western sky. Then he 
 turns and speaks very slowly : 
 
 " Tell General Burnside that this is the 
 battle of the war. He must hold his 
 ground till dark at any cost. I will send 
 hmi Miller's battery. I can do nothing 
 more. I have no infantry." Then, as the 
 messenger was riding away, he called him 
 back — 
 
 " Tell him if he can not hold his ground, 
 then the bridge to the last man ! — always 
 the bridge ! If the bridge is lost, all is 
 lost." 
 
 The sun is already doAvn ; not half an 
 hour of daylight is left. Till Bumside's 
 message came it had seemed plain to every 
 one that the battle could not be finished 
 that day. None suspected how near was 
 the peril of defeat, of sudden attack on ex- 
 hausted forces — how vital to the safety of 
 the anny and the nation were those fifteen 
 thousand waiting troops in the hollow. 
 But — the rebels halted instead of pushing 
 on ; their vindictive cannonade died away 
 as the light faded. Befox-e it Avas quite 
 dark the battle was over. Only a solitary 
 gun of Bumside's thundered against the 
 enemy, and presently this also ceased, and 
 the field was still. 
 
 Preferred to Die in the Field. 
 On Sunday, June 14th, 18 03, orders 
 were issued to pursue Lee's army, then 
 moving toward Pennsylvania. At a dis- 
 tance of fifteen miles from Gettysburg, 
 where the armie^ were massing, were first 
 caught the murmurs of the opening battle, 
 and from that time the scene was all en- 
 
 thusiasm among the weary, footsore braves, 
 who counted as nothing all the pains of a 
 march of one hundred and ninety-eight 
 miles, now that they Avere within striking 
 distance of the foe. Most of the Avay 
 the ambulance train had been croAvded 
 Avith both officers and men, Aveary, Avorn 
 and haggard; but the cannon's rattle, as it 
 became more and more distinct, changed 
 them in a tAvinkling into new creatures. 
 The NeAV Jersey Brigade, in General 
 
 Preferred to die in the field. 
 
 SedgAvick's coqj, Avas of this body. At 
 about three o'clock on the afternoon of the 
 third of July, the head of the column ar- 
 rived upon the battle-gromid. As it came 
 to a halt, a poor felloAv, Avho looked the very 
 image of death, hobbled out of the ambu- 
 lance in Avhich he had been lying, and, 
 shouldering his musket, was just starting 
 forward, Avhen the surgeon in charge 
 stopped him Avith — 
 
 " Where are you going. Sir ?" 
 
 " To the front. Doctor," and the brave 
 fellow tried hard to stand firm and speak 
 boldly as he saluted the surgeon. 
 
 " To the front ! What ! a man in your 
 condition? Why, Sir, you can't march 
 half a mile ; you haven't the strength to 
 carry yourself, let alone your knapsack, 
 musket, and equipments. You must be 
 crazy, surely." 
 
 " But, Doctor, my division are in the 
 fight," (here he grasped the Avheel of an 
 ambulance to support himself,) " and I have 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC 
 
 293 
 
 a younger brother in my company. I must 
 
 go." 
 
 " But I am your surgeon, and I forbid 
 you. You have every symptom of typhoid 
 fever ; a Httle over-exertion will kill you." 
 
 " Well, Doctor, if I must die, I would 
 rather die in the field than in an ambu- 
 lance." 
 
 The Doctor saw it was useless to debate 
 the point, and the soldier went as he de- 
 sired. But on the evening of the next day 
 he was buried where he fell — for fall he 
 did, — his right arm blown off at the elbow, 
 and his forehead pierced by a Minie ball. 
 His name could not then be learned ; but 
 the heroic soldier belonged to the Third 
 Division of the Sixth Corps, and that mark 
 was placed at the head of his last resting- 
 place. Peace to the brave. 
 
 Phil. Sheridan at Stone River. 
 
 On the dreadful morning which made 
 Stone River memorable in the annals of 
 blood and death, General Sheridan, when 
 he emerged from his mangled division in 
 solid phalanx from the frightful cedars, 
 loomed up like a very giant. He was 
 grave, firm and strong, and as Rosecrans 
 dashed up to him in the tumult of battle, 
 his deportment seemed to express : " You 
 see^ General, it was not the fault of my 
 Division that we did not stay." He had 
 lost his hat and fought bareheaded _until a 
 trooper handed him a covering — a dead 
 soldier's cap, no doubt. Sunday morning, 
 after the enemy had gone, Sheridan sitting 
 on an old stump told the story quietly but 
 graphically : 
 
 " General, I lost seventeen hundred 
 and ninety-six men, seventeen of them 
 being officers, with my three brigade com- 
 manders. These were the noble Sill, 
 Roberts and ShaefFer — than whom more 
 gallant fellows never fought under the 
 flag!" 
 
 Stone River made Sheridan a Major 
 General, and they always said in the army 
 of the Cumberland, " Phil Sheridan is the 
 
 rising man in the army ;" and when Grant 
 put him in command of the cavalry in the 
 Army of the Potomac, those who knew 
 him said he was the right man in the right 
 place. In the Shenandoah Valley, Sheri- 
 dan's record is equal to that of Napoleon 
 for successive brilliant f ictories. 
 
 "No Quarter "—the Black Flag-. 
 A genuine ' black flag ' was captured by 
 the Federals, between Plai-pers' Fen^ and 
 Martinsburg, Virginia, the act being per- 
 formed by one of the scouts of General 
 Tyler, and by the latter Avas presented as 
 a memorial of the Rebellion to the city of 
 Philadelphia. It was the production of 
 the ladies of Winchester, during the 
 early part of 1862, — instigated, it is to 
 be presumed, by the more sanguinary 
 among the other sex, — and placed in the 
 hands of one of the gangs of guerrillas af- 
 terwards under the command ^f the re- 
 doubtable Mosby. At the time the flag 
 was thus put in possession of the chivalric 
 sons of the sunny south, they were sworn 
 to give no quarter to any Yankee who 
 might fall into their hands, and they kept 
 their oath up to the time of their memora- 
 ble defeat at Winchester. The scout who 
 captured the flag had enlisted with Mosby, 
 and made himself very useful in stealing 
 all the ' secesh ' horses that he could lay 
 his hands on. After remaining Avith the 
 Confederate band for some three weeks, he 
 left, and brought into the Federal lines 
 the celebrated flag, which he tore from its 
 staff. It is of black alpaca, measuring 
 about one yard and a quarter, with a star 
 in the centre measuring some twenty-nine 
 inches, and with the Avord ' Winchester ' 
 printed in large letters. The Avords ' No 
 quarter' are Avritten with lead pencil in one 
 corner. The flag was officially presented 
 to Mayor Henry, of Philadelphia, on be- 
 half of General Tyler, by Lieutenant 
 Rankel, of the Third Pennsyh'ania Artil- 
 lery, — to be finally placed in Independence 
 Hall. 
 
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 Follo-wingr their Leader. 
 
 The crossing of Rolling Fork, by Gen- 
 eral Rousseau, was an act every way in 
 keeping with the character of that fine 
 soldier. " "We cross this ford," he ex- 
 claimed, "never to retreat again to this 
 side. We are to *iarch forward. There 
 is to be no backward movement. It is 
 victory or death." 
 
 The command was about to be given 
 and ftpeated through the lines, when Gen- 
 eral Rousseau, in the van, rising in the 
 saddle, exclaimed, " Men, follow me ! I 
 expect none of you to do what I am not 
 willing to do myself," and, springing from 
 his horse, he stepped briskly into the 
 stream, and crossed the breast-high ford 
 on foot. His men, cheering Avildly, fol- 
 lowed their General, crying they would 
 " follow wherever he dared to lead." He 
 did not falter imtil he had gained his end 
 — nor did" they. 
 
 Eighth Ohio "Blazing: Away." 
 While the National forces were stand- 
 ing under the enemy's fire, on the day of 
 the battle at Romney, Virginia, and the 
 shot and shell went murderously in every 
 direction, there was one ' personage ' who 
 deliberately ' stumped ' it. 
 
 Captain Butterfield, of the Eighth Ohio 
 regiment — being one of the ranking Cap- 
 tauis — acted as Major upon that occasion, 
 and was obliged to ride an old sorrel horse, 
 which had been used as a team horse, and 
 required both spurs and whip, which the 
 Captain had provided himself with, the 
 latter cut from a tree, and about five feet 
 lon<T. It was found that the six pound 
 guns of the Federals could not reach the 
 Confederate battery, and Colonel Mason 
 ordered Captain Butterfield to bring for- 
 ward a brass twelve-pounder wlaich was m 
 the rear. 
 
 Off sped the old sorrel and his brave 
 rider, and in a few moments up came the 
 gun. Its position was assigned and made 
 ready for the match, but the Captain came 
 
 dashing back m front of the gun, and the 
 smeU of powder or something else had 
 made the old sorrel tmmanagable almost, 
 for in trying to wheel him to the front of 
 the gim, the more the Captaui applied the 
 whip and spur, the more old sorrel refused 
 to go. This kej)t the gunners in terrible 
 suspense, for much depended on that shot. 
 Finally, the Captain finding his efforts to 
 move his steed fi'uitless, he sang out at the 
 top of his voice, "Never mind the old 
 horse, blaze away ! " And sure enough, 
 they did blaze away, and it proved a good 
 shot, for it caused the Confederates to lim- 
 ber up their battery and take to their 
 heels. At that moment orders came to 
 charge, and off dashed the old sorrel fright- 
 ened at the discharge of the gun, which 
 had scorched his tail, and mingled in the 
 charge. He was lost to view until his ar- 
 rival in town, where he was soon brought 
 to a stand, the Captain standing in his 
 stirrups, with his cap flying, cheering for 
 the glorious victory that had been achieved. 
 
 Delivery of their Ammunition before Siorren- 
 dering. 
 
 The surrender of Lexington to the Con- 
 federate forces was rendered a necessity 
 by the want of ammunition, as well as by 
 the want of water. A few of the compa- 
 nies had one or two rounds left, but the 
 majority had fired their last bullet. After 
 the surrender, an officer was detailed by 
 Price to collect the ammunition, and place 
 it in safe charge. The officer, addressing 
 Adjutant Cosgrove, asked him to have the 
 ammunition delivered. Cosgrove called 
 up a dozen men, one after the other, and 
 exhibiting the empty cartridge-boxes, said 
 to the astonished Confederate officer, "I 
 believe. Sir, we gave you all the am- 
 munition we had before we had stopped 
 fighting. Had there been any more, upon 
 my word, you should have had it, Sir. 
 But I will inquire, and if, by accident, 
 there is a cartridge left, I will let you 
 know." The expectant officer turned 
 
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 295 
 
 away, doubtless reflecting upon the " glo- 
 rious" victory of having captured men 
 who had fired their last shot. 
 
 Sherman Watchingr the Captvire of Fort Mc- 
 Allister. 
 
 On the evening of the 12th December, 
 1864, General Howard, commanding one 
 of the wings of Sherman's grand army in 
 Georgia, relieved Hazen's Second Divis- 
 ion of the Fifteenth Corps by a part of the 
 Seventeenth, and threw it across the Lit- 
 tle Ogeechee, toward the Great Ogeechee, 
 with the view of crossing it to Os&abaw 
 Island, and reducing Fort McAllister, which 
 held the river. The Confederates had de- 
 stroyed King's bridge, across the Great 
 Ogeechee, and this had to be repaired. 
 Captain Reese, topographical engineer of 
 Howard's Staff, with the Missouri Engi- 
 neers, prepared the timber and bridged the 
 one thousand feet of river durmg the 
 night, and, on the morning of the 13th, 
 Hazen crossed and moved toward the 
 point where Fort McAllister obsti-ucted the 
 river. Kilpatrick, in the meantime, had 
 moved down to St. Catharine's Sound, 
 opened communication with the fleet, and 
 asked permission to storm Fort McAllister ; 
 but Sherman did not' give his consent, con- 
 sidering it questionable whether the cav- 
 alry, with its poor facilities aift small sup- 
 ply of artillery, could succeed. 
 
 Hazen made his arrangements to storm 
 the fort on the afternoon of the 13th, Gen- 
 erals Sherman and Howard bemg at Che- 
 roe's rice mill, on the Ogeechee, opposite 
 Fort McAllister. Sherman was on the 
 roof of the mill, surrounded by his staff 
 and signal officers, Beckley and Cole, 
 waiting to communicate with Hazen, on 
 the Island. While patiently waiting for 
 liazen's signals, Sherman's keen eye de- 
 tected smoke in the horizon, seaward. Up 
 to this time he had received no intelligence 
 from the fleet. In a moment the counte- 
 nance of the bronzed cliieftain lightened 
 up, and he exclaimed : | 
 
 " Look ! Howard ; there is the gun- 
 boat ! " «• 
 
 Time passed on, and the vessel now be- 
 came visible, yet no signal from the fleet 
 or Hazen. Half an hour passed, and the 
 guns of the fort opened simultaneously 
 with puffs of smoke that rose a few hun- 
 dred yards fi-om the fort, showing that Ha- 
 zen's skirmishers had opened. A moment 
 after, Hazen signaled — 
 
 '' I have invested the fort, and will as- 
 sault immediately." At this moment Beck- 
 ley announces, "A signal from the gun- 
 boat." All eyes are turned from the fort 
 to the gunboat that is coming to their 
 assistance with news from home. A 
 few messages pass, which apprise that 
 Foster and Dahlgren are within speaking 
 distance. The gunboat now halts and 
 asks — 
 
 " Can we run up ? Is Fort McAllister 
 ours ? " 
 
 " No," is the reply ; " Hazen is just 
 ready to storm it. Can you assist ? " 
 
 " Yes," is the reply ; " What will you 
 have us do ? " 
 
 But before Sherman can reply to Dahl- 
 gren the thunders of the fort are heard, 
 and the low sound of small arms is bonie 
 across the three miles of marsh and river. 
 Field glasses are opened, and, sitting flat 
 upon the roof, the hero of Atlanta gazes 
 away off to the fort. " There they go 
 grandly — not a waver," he remarks. 
 
 Twenty seconds pass, and again he ex- 
 claims, 
 
 " See that flag in the advance, How- 
 ard ; how steadily it moves ; not a man 
 falters, * * There they go still ; see 
 the roll of musketry. Grand, grand." 
 
 Still he strained his eyes, and a moment 
 after spoke without raising his eyes — 
 
 " That flag still goes forward j there is 
 no flinching there." 
 A pause for a minute. 
 " Look ! " he exclaims, " it has halted. 
 They waver — no ! it's the parapet ! There 
 they go again ; now they scale it ; some 
 are over. Look! there's a flaj? on the 
 
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 works ! Another, another. It's ours ! 
 The fort's ours ! " > 
 
 The glass dropped by his side ; and in 
 an instant the joy of the great leader at 
 the possession of the river and the opening 
 of the road to his new base burst forth in 
 words : — 
 
 "As the old darkey remarked, dis chile 
 don't sleep dis night ! " — and turning to 
 one of his aids. Captain Auderied, he re- 
 marked, " Have a boat for me at once ; I 
 must go there !" — pointing to the fort from 
 which half a dozen battle-flags floated 
 gi'andly in the sunset. 
 
 And well might "William Tecumseh 
 Sherman rejoice, for here, as the setting 
 sun went down on Fort McAllister re- 
 duced, and kissed a fond good night to the 
 starry banner, Sherman witnessed the 
 culminatioji of all his plans and marches, 
 that had involved such desperate resist- 
 ance and risk — the opening up of a new 
 and shorter route to his base. Here, at 
 simset, on the memorable 13th of Decem- 
 ber, the dark waters of the Great Ogee- 
 chee bore witness to the fulfillment of the 
 covenant Sherman made with his iron 
 heroes at Atlanta, twenty-nine days before, 
 to lead them victorious to a new base. 
 
 Characteristic Pluck of a "Western Soldier. 
 One December day, a Federal squad of 
 some half-dozen soldiers left Col. Shack- 
 leford's regiment, at Calhoun, Green river, 
 Ky., to bring back three soldiers Avho had 
 gone to Todd county. While on their route, 
 after night, they came upon some Confed- 
 erate cavalry, and the Nationals seeing that 
 resistance would be useless, took the woods. 
 One of them, named Wilkins, was sepa- 
 rated from his companions, and in "winding 
 through the woods, came several times in 
 close proximity to Confederate squads, but 
 succeeded in eluding them. He at last 
 overtook three of them, and seeing that 
 his chances were desperate, he determined 
 to join them and pass himself off as one of 
 their number. By keeping a little m the 
 rear he watched a favorable oppoftunity, 
 
 when he drew his revolver, and firing 
 rapidly, killed one, badly wounded another, 
 and caused the third to take to flight. 
 Wilkins succeeded in making his escape, 
 and returned to camp at Calhoun, where 
 
 Characteristic Pluck, 
 
 a gentleman arrived the next day from 
 Elkton, and stated that the Confederate 
 cavalry reported that the country was 
 overrun with Federal troops, and that they 
 had been forced to retreat before a supe- 
 rior force. 
 
 Loved the Old Flag StUl. 
 After the battle of Mill Spnng, when 
 the Minnesota regiment returned to its 
 quarters at Camp Hamilton, they marched 
 past the Cn^onel's marquee with banners 
 flying, and their splendid band playing 
 " Hail Columbia." Standing in front of 
 the tent were Dr. Cliif, Zollicoffer's Brigade 
 Surgeon, Lieutenant Colonel Carter, of 
 the Twentieth Temiessee (Confederate) 
 regiment, and several of the Federal ofii- 
 cers. It was observed that " Hail Colum- 
 bia " affected both the Confederate officers 
 to tears — they wept like children — and 
 Carter remarked that: "Although com- 
 pelled to fight agamst the old flag, he 
 loved it stiU." 
 
 Fiendish Deeds of a Western Amazon. 
 The operations of Sue Munday, the fe- 
 male guerrilla, will long be remembered 
 
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 297 
 
 ill Kentucky. About the middle of Octo- 
 ber, 1864, Sue, in company with Captain 
 Berry, made a descent at the head of their 
 marauding gang, upon Jeffersontown, and 
 took possession of the place. Sue Munday 
 dismounted at the Davis House and had 
 her canteen filled with whisky. A negro 
 boy was mounted on horse, armed in the 
 most complete manner, and rode with the 
 gang. He stood guard over the horses, 
 while the scoundrels were scattered about 
 the town engaged in robbing the people. 
 
 The discharge of fire anus was heard 
 by several parties residing in the vicinity, 
 but they were ignorant of the cause. A 
 short time, however, after these reports 
 Avere heard, Mr. James Simpson, on his 
 way to Jeffersontown, was met in the road 
 by the outlaws and robbed of twenty- 
 seven dollars in money. He observed that 
 Sue IMunday's pistol was empty, and the 
 fresh stains showed that it had very re- 
 cently been discharged. While Mr. S. 
 was being robbed, she was engaged in re- 
 loading her revolver. She pointed the 
 muzzle at the breast of Mr. S., and smiled 
 with fiendish satisfaction at his embarrass- 
 ment as she capped the tube of each bar- 
 rel of the cylinder. After being released, 
 Mr. Simpson rode directly to Jefferson- 
 town and related his adventure. He was 
 informed that, with the prisoner in Federal 
 uniform, the party numbered eight when 
 in toA\ni. He met but seven on the road, 
 and no prisoners. v 
 
 The citizens at once swipnised that +he 
 soldier had been murdered, and, folio 
 the trail of the gueri'illas, they appro 
 the dark ravine, and found their 
 apprehensions too true. His bo 
 marked with five pistol-shot wor 
 two deep stabs, as if made by 
 blade of a dagger. All the circ 
 Avent to prove that the murde 
 mitted by one hand, and the 
 Munday's, the outlaw worn ■ 
 wild, daring leader of the 
 record in a small memo ., 
 
 found upon the dead body. . id 
 
 19 
 
 that the name of the murdered man was 
 Hugh "Wilson. Upon his person was also 
 found a letter dated Mount Vernon, Illi- 
 nois, and presumed to be from his wife, as 
 it commenced with ' My dear husband.' 
 She wrote in an affectionate manner, and 
 spoke with loving fondness of their pleas- 
 ant home and the little darling ones wlio 
 ' sent love to pa.' This letter was found 
 in his bosom, pierced by balls and stained 
 with blood gushed in Avarm life-streams 
 from his heart. 
 
 Saved a Comrade's Life, but Lost His Own. 
 
 In one of the battles of the autunm 
 campaign of 1864, there was a young man 
 killed, a member of the Massachusetts 
 Fifty-Eighth regiment, who used to live in 
 the town of Concord. His name Avas 
 Broad, and, on account of his ha\'mgbeen 
 connected with the ambulance train, he 
 had neA'er been in battle before. He met 
 his death, at last, in the following manner, 
 — than which no instance of bra\'er se'f- 
 dcA'otion is anyAAdiere on record : The;;.' 
 was a man struck by a solid shot, it cut- 
 ting one of his legs nearly off. The poor 
 felloAV Avas bleeding to death, but if 
 brought off, would in all probability get 
 Avell. Broad proved to be the only man 
 Avho would A'olunteer to go out and fetch 
 him in. It Avas almost certain death for 
 any man ; but, said Broad, in the generos- 
 ity and self-sacrifice of his noble nature, 
 
 " I haA' e neither Avife nor child to suffer 
 if I am killed." 
 
 '^ " out he Avent, and picked the bleeding 
 up, put him on his strong and Avil- 
 aoulder, and brought him safely in, 
 gh the bullets Acav like hail around 
 . He came in so promptly that thxj 
 thought he had escaped the bullets, 
 at, alas ! poor Broad hifhself w-as a mor- 
 ally wounded man. He laid his burden 
 cenderly on the ground, saying, as he did 
 so, 
 
 " I may have saved your life, but I have 
 lost my OAvn." 
 
 He had been shot through the boAvels, 
 
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 and died very soon after. He was as 
 brave a man as ever lived. 
 
 "O'Meara is Dead." 
 "O'Mear is dead, then?" said the 
 General, at Qhattanooga. " Yes, sir," re- 
 plied the offiijpr of the day, to whom the 
 inquiry was addressed, " his body is about 
 being sent forward." " Gallant O'Meara ! " 
 continued Grant, as if comnjuning with 
 his o^vn spirit, and the spirits of the brave 
 around him, " Gone ! A braver man never 
 filled a saddle." " He is at the landing 
 now, waiting to be put on the boat." " 1 
 knew him well," the General spoke on, as 
 if he heeded not what was said by his 
 companion — " he was with us in the Army 
 of the Tennessee. I shall never forget his 
 noble defence of the trestle-work at Holly 
 Springs. He saved us all from starvation. 
 Noble O'Meara ! Brave Irish Legion ! " 
 " "Would you like to see him. General ? " 
 " I should, let us go." The two officers 
 passed together to the little steamer by the 
 levee of the river. It was a touching 
 sight. A group of officers and men had 
 gathered on the deck and levee, while 
 others stood looking on along the adjacent 
 heights. The coffin, covered with the 
 American flag, lay on the army bier. The 
 procession had halted, and the boat was 
 about to start. " Stop the steamer a mo- 
 j^ ment," said the General, solemnly : " I 
 want to see him." An orderly removed 
 the colors and the coffin-lid. The hero 
 bent over his departed comrade, and drop- 
 ped a silent tear on the cold face. His 
 lip quivered, as it always did when he was 
 experiencing deep emotion. He clasped 
 his hands over the breast of the brave 
 young Ii'ish volunteer, who had come so 
 willingly with him from the same State, 
 who had stood eo gallantly by his side in 
 the deadly hurtlings of battle, who had 
 fought so bravely to save his whole army 
 from death by starvation, and who had now 
 offisred up a youthful life as a sweet, rich 
 sacrifice on the altar of his country. An 
 exile and a pilgi'im from his own native 
 
 land, lie had come to America to die for 
 the flag that is the emblem of liberty 
 throughout the world. 
 
 All Through a Mistake. 
 
 The first battle of Bull Run broke the 
 calm of a peaceful Sabbath in such a 
 manner as was never known before in 
 Virginia, and terrible must have been the 
 scene at tiae farm houses of Mr. Lewis 
 and Mrs. Henry, upon the knolls beyond 
 the breastworks, where the awfid carnage 
 opened up. For hours the fighting goes 
 on, with ghastly horror and varying suc- 
 cess to both armies. There is marching 
 to and fro of regiments. There is not 
 much order. Regiments are scattered. 
 The lines are not even. This is the first 
 battle, and officers and men are inexpei'i- 
 enced. There are a great many stragglers 
 on both sides ; more, probably, from the 
 rebel ranks than from McDowell's army, ^ 
 for thus far the battle has gone against 
 them. You can see them scattered over 
 the fields, beyond Mr. Lewis's. The fight 
 goes on. The artillery crashes louder 
 than before. There is a continuous rattle 
 of musketry. It is like the roaring of a 
 hail storm. Sherman and Keyes move 
 down to the foot of the hill, near Mr. 
 Lewis's. Burnside and Porter march 
 across the turnpike. Franklin and How- 
 ard and Wilcox, who have been pushing 
 south, turn toward the southeast. There 
 are desperate hand-to-hand encounters. 
 Cannon are taken and re-taken. Gim- 
 sides are shot while loading 
 Hundreds fall, and other 
 1 e the ranks. The woods to- 
 
 V Springs are filled with 
 
 w md fugitives, weak, thirsty, 
 
 hi 5ted, worn down by the 
 
 ior larch, w^ant of sleep, lack 
 
 of ■ >'il. 'u sill excitement of the hour. 
 Acru.:<> luo ijiHiii.', towards Manassas, are 
 other crowds, — (li- appointed, faint-hearted, 
 defear leeing for safety. 
 
 «1\ ed!" 
 
 "0 are cut to pieces ! " 
 
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 299 
 
 " General Bartow is wounded and Gen- 
 eral Bee is killed! " 
 
 Thus they cry as they hasten towards 
 Manassas. Officers and men in the rebel 
 ranks feel that the battle is all but lost. 
 Union officers and men feel that it is 
 almost won. 
 
 The rebel right "wing, far out upon the 
 turnpike, has been folded back upon the 
 centre ; the centre has been driven in upon 
 the left wing, and the left wing has been 
 pushed back beyond Mr, Lewis's house. 
 Griffin's and Rickett's batteries, which had 
 been firing from the ridge west of the toll 
 gate, were ordered forward to the knoll 
 from which the rebel batteries had been 
 driven. 
 
 "It is too far in advance," said General 
 Griffin. 
 
 "The Fire Zouaves will support you," 
 said General Barry. 
 
 "It is better to have them go in advance 
 till we come into position ; then they can 
 fall back," Griffin replied. 
 
 " No ; you are to move first, those are 
 the orders. The Zouaves are all ready 
 to follow on the double quick." 
 
 " I will go ; but, mark my words, they 
 will not support me." 
 
 The battery galloped over the fields, 
 descended the hill, crossed the ravine, ad- 
 vancing to the bi-ow of the hill near Mrs. 
 Henry's, followed by Rickett's battery, 
 the Fire Zouaves, and the Fourteenth New 
 York. In front of them, about forty or 
 fifty rods distant, were the rebel batteries, 
 supported by infantry. Griffin and Rick- 
 etts came into position, and opened a fire 
 so terrible and destructive that the rebel 
 batteries and infantry were driven beyond 
 the crest of the hill. 
 
 The field was almost won by the Na- 
 tional troops ; the Confederate troops ac- 
 knowledged that at this time "all seemed 
 about to be lost." 
 
 The battle surges around the house of 
 Mrs. Henry. She is lying there amidst 
 its thunders. Rebel sharpshooters take 
 possession of it, and pick off Rickett's gun- 
 
 ners. He turns his guns upon the house. 
 Crash ! crash ! crash ! It is riddled with 
 grape and canister. Sides, roof, doors, 
 and windows are pierced, broken, and 
 splintered. The bed-clothe .''are cut into 
 rags, and the aged woman instantly killed. 
 The rebel regiments meH away. The 
 stream of fugitives toward Manassas 
 grows more dense. Johnston has had 
 more men and more guns engaged than 
 McDowell ; but he has been steadily driv- 
 en. But rebel reinforcements arrive from 
 an unexpected quarter, — General Smith's 
 brigade from the Shenandoah. It comes 
 into action in front of Wilcox. There are 
 from two to three thousand men. Gen- 
 eral Smith is wounded almost at the first 
 fire, and Colonel Elzey takes command. 
 General Bonham sends two regiments, the 
 Second and Eighth South Carolina. They 
 keep south of Mrs. Henry's, and march 
 on till they are in position to fire almost 
 upon the backs of Griffin's and Rickett's 
 gunners. They march through a piece of 
 woods, reach- the top of the hill, and come 
 into line. Captain Imboden, of the rebel 
 battery, who is replying to Griffin, sees 
 them. "Who are they ? . He thinks they 
 are Yankees flanking him. He wheels 
 his guns, and is ready to cut them do^vn 
 with grape and canister. Captain Griffin 
 also sees them, and Avheels his guns. An- 
 other instant and he will sweep them 
 away. He believes them to be rebels. 
 His gunners load with grape and canister. 
 
 " Do not fire upon them ; they are your 
 supports ! " shouts Major Barry, alas ! rid- 
 ing up. * 
 
 " No, sir, they are rebels," replied the 
 hawk-eyed Griffin. 
 
 " They are your supports, just ordered 
 up." 
 
 " As sure as the world, they are rebels." 
 insists Griffin. 
 
 " You are mistaken. Captain, they are 
 your supports." 
 
 The cannoneers stanc - the 
 
 lanyards, which will send )ugh 
 
 those ranks. 
 
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 " Don't fire !" shouts the Captain. 
 
 The guns are wheeled again towards 
 Mrs. Henry's, and the supposed ' supports ' 
 are saved from destruction at the hand of 
 Captain Griffin. 
 
 Captain Imboden, before ordering his 
 men to fire upon the supposed Yankees, 
 gallops nearer to them, to see who they 
 are. He sees them raise their guns. 
 There is a flash, a rattle and roll — Griffin's 
 and Rickett's men and their horses go do^^^l 
 in an instant ! They rush on Avith a yell. 
 There is sharp, but decisive work. Close 
 musket-shots and sabre-strokes. Men are 
 trampled beneath the straggling horses. 
 There are shouts and hurrahs. The few 
 soldiers remaining to support Griffin and 
 Rickett fire at the advancing rebel brigade, 
 but the contest is unequal ; they are not 
 able to hold in check the three thou- 
 sand fresh troops. They fall back. The 
 guns are in the hands of the rebels. The 
 day is lost. At the very moment of vic- 
 tory the line is broken. In an instant all 
 is changed. A moment ago we were 
 pressing on, but now we are falling back. 
 Quick almost as the lightning's flash is the 
 turning of the tide. All through a mis- 
 take ! 
 
 Eeportingr at the Front. 
 At Stone River, during the second day's 
 fight, a young cavalry officer rode up to 
 General Thomas for orders. " Report to 
 Morton at the front," said the General, 
 and shouting to his men, the young man 
 dashed on to where the battle w^as raging 
 hotly. Morton was not there. On again 
 he w^ent, through the thick smoke and the 
 hurtling fire, to where Hazen was reaping 
 a harvest of death on that terrible " half- 
 acre"; but — Morton was not there. 
 " Wliere is Morton ? " he cried. " At tlie 
 front ! " came back from out of the smoke, 
 and again he rocl,e on — rode on past the 
 Bum' I"^ -3t where Rosecrans sat 
 
 like i I a hail-storm of fire — 
 
 past ;ing funeral pile marked 
 
 the o ) itrenchments — on to the 
 
 cannon-ploughed, death-strewed cotton- 
 field. " Is he mad ? Call him back ! Call 
 him back ! " shouted the General, but the 
 bugle was drowned in the awful uproar, 
 and still he rode onward. Amazed, the 
 rebel gunners stood at their pieces, but 
 straight at them he rode with his handful 
 of men. " I say, rebs," he shouted, " where 
 is Morton ? " " Gone where you are go- 
 ing," they answered, and the cannon echoed 
 " Gone," and he went back again ; not a 
 man wounded. That young officer was 
 Lieutenant Kelly, Fourth United States 
 cavalry. 
 
 One Day Before the Battle : Last Talk of John- 
 ston with his Generals. 
 
 The rebel army had warmed up to the 
 highest point, in expectation of being the 
 conquerors at Pittsburg Landing. The 
 troops had received five days' rations on 
 Friday, meat and bread in their haver- 
 sacks. They were not jsermitted to kindle 
 a fire, except in holes in the ground. No 
 loud talking was allowed ; no drums beat 
 the tattoo, no bugle-note rang through the 
 forest. They rolled themselves in their 
 blankets, knowing at daybreak they Avere 
 to strike the terrible blow. They were 
 confident of success. They were assured 
 by their officers it Avould be an easy victo- 
 ry, and that on Sunday night they should 
 sleep in the Yankee camp, eat Yankee 
 bread, drink real coffee, and have new suits 
 of clothes. 
 
 In the evening, General Johnston called 
 his corps commanders around his bivouac 
 fire for a last talk before the battle. Al- 
 though Johnston was commander-in-chief, ^ 
 Beauregard planned the battle. Joluiston "^ 
 was Beauregard's senior, but the battle- 
 ground w^as in Beauregard's department. 
 He gave directions to the officers. 
 
 Mr. William G. Stevenson, of Kentucky, 
 who was in Arkansas when the war broke 
 out, was impressed into the rebel sei-vice. 
 He acted as special aide-de-camp to Gen- 
 eral Breckinridge in that battle. ^ He 
 escaped from the rebel service a few u- , J^ 
 
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 301 
 
 months later, and published an interesting 
 narrative of what he saw. He stood out- 
 side the circle of Generals, waiting by his 
 horse in the darkness to carry any des- 
 patch for his commander. He says : 
 
 In an open space, with a dim fire in the 
 midst, and a drum on wliich to write, you 
 could see grouped around their ' Little 
 Napoleon,' as Beauregard was sometimes 
 fondly called, ten or twelve Generals, the 
 flickering light playmg over their eager 
 faces, while they listened to his plans, and 
 made suggestions as to the conduct of the 
 fight. 
 
 Beauregard soon warmed with his sub- 
 ject, and, throwing off his cloak, to give 
 free play to his arms, he walked about the 
 group, gesticulating rapidly, and jerking 
 out his sentences with a strong French ac- 
 cent. All listened attentively, and the 
 dim light, just revealing their counte- 
 nances, showed their diffei*ent emotions of 
 confidence or distrust of his plans. 
 
 General Sidney Johnston stood apart 
 from the rest, with his tall, straight form 
 standing out like a spectre against the dim 
 sky, and the illusion was fully sustained 
 by the light-gray military cloak which he 
 folded around him. His face was pale, but 
 wore a determined expression, and at times 
 he drcAv nearer the centre of the ring, and 
 said a few words, which were listened to 
 with great attention. It may be he had 
 some forebodmg of the fate he was to meet 
 on the morrow, for he did not seem to take 
 much part in the discussion. 
 
 General Breckinridge lay stretched out 
 on a blanket near the fire, and occasionally 
 sat upright and added a few words of coun- 
 sel. General Bragg spoke frequently, and 
 with earnestness. General Polk sat on a 
 camp-stool at the outside of the circle, and 
 held his head between his hands, buried in 
 thought. Others reclined or sat in various 
 positions. 
 
 For two hours the council lasted, and as 
 
 brpke up, and the Generals were ready 
 <^. return to their respective commands, 
 
 General Beauregard said, raising his hand 
 and pointing in the direction of the Fed- 
 eral camp, whose drums could be plainly 
 heard : 
 
 "Gentlemen, we sleep in the enemy's 
 camp to-morrow night ! " 
 
 The brilliant result to the Union forces 
 of this great conflict is w^ell known. 
 
 Work of a Second. 
 
 There was in the trenches in front of 
 Fort Donelson a rebel soldier with a rifle- 
 shot through his head, whose case was in- 
 deed an interesting one. He was an ex- 
 cellent marksman, and had killed or wound- 
 ed several Union officers. One of Colonel 
 Birges's sharpshooters, an old hunter, who 
 had killed many bears and wolves, crept 
 up towards the breastworks to try his hand 
 upon the rebel. They fired at each other 
 again and again, but both were shrewd 
 and careful. The rebel raised his hat 
 above the breastwork, — whi-z ! The 
 sharpshooter out in the bushes had put a 
 bullet through it. " Ha ! ha ! ha ! " laughed 
 the rebel, sending his own bullet into the 
 little puff" of smoke down in the ravine. 
 The Rocky Mountain hunter was as still 
 as a mouse. He knew that the rebel had 
 out^vitted him, and expected the return 
 shot. It was aimed a little too high, and 
 he was safe. 
 
 " You cheated me that time, but I will 
 be even Avith you yet," said the sharp- 
 shooter, whirling upon his back, and load- 
 ing his rifle and whirling back again. He 
 rested his rifle upon the ground, aimed it, 
 and lay Avith his eye along the barrel, his 
 finger upon the trigger. Five minutes 
 passed. " I reckon that that last shot fixed 
 him," said the rebel; "he hasn't moved 
 this five minutes." 
 
 He raised his head, peeped over the em- 
 bankment, — fell back lifeless ! The mier- 
 ring- rifle-bullet of the old hunter had 
 passed instantly through his head. It Avas 
 but the deadly work of one SAvift-fleeting 
 second. 
 
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 Bagrered Texans : Boots and Booty. 
 Li one of the frightful contests near 
 Yorktown, Virginia, some notable instances 
 of bravery and reckless daring occurred, 
 nor was this confined to one of the great 
 armies only. Conspicuous among these 
 cases was the conduct of a tall, hard-fisted, 
 and very ragged Texan soldier, who was 
 hunting up, very cautiously, "a pair of 
 boots and pants." He was warned by his 
 Confederate comrades not to sliow his head 
 above the parapet, for the Yankee sharp- 
 
 and delighted at these discoveries ; but 
 when he examined the haversack and found 
 it Avell stored with capital rations, inclu- 
 ding a canteen full of fine rye whisky, he 
 was electrified with sudden joy, dropped 
 boots, haversack, and money, upon the 
 ground, and half emptied the canteen at a 
 draught. Setting down the can, he smacked 
 his lips, and thus soliloquized upon his rare 
 adventure : 
 
 " Well, poor devil, he's gone, like a 
 mighty big sight of 'em ; but he Avas a 
 
 Ivagged Texans. 
 
 shooters, armed with rifles of a long range, 
 with telescopic "sights," were "thick as 
 blackberries" in the woods to the front, 
 and were excellent shots. " Darn the blue- 
 skins, any how ; who's scared of the blue- 
 bellies ? (That is. Eastern men.) Let all 
 
 the Yankees go to , for all / care. 
 
 Let 'em shoot, and be — ! I'm bound to 
 have a pair of boots, any how ! " And so 
 saying, the rash fellow passed over the 
 parapet, down its face, and returned with 
 the body of a Federal, which he had fished 
 out of the water. He first pulled off the 
 boots, which proved to be an excellent 
 pair ; then, proceeding to rifle the pockets, 
 he found the handsome booty of sixty 
 dollars in gold. He was much astonished 
 
 gentleman, and deserved better luck. If 
 he'd been a Massachusetts Yankee, I 
 wouldn't cared a darn ! but these fellows 
 are the right kind. They come along, as 
 they should, with good boots and pants, lots 
 to eat, money in their pockets, and are no 
 mean judges of whisky. These are the 
 kind of fellows I like to fight ! " 
 
 Bleeding- to Death, but Sound as a Trout. 
 After the fight at Manassas had termi- 
 nated, Adjutant Flint, of the Confederate 
 ranks, was detailed as one of a burying 
 party, and was out all night and most of 
 the following day. As his regiment had 
 been engaged near Centreville, he Avas 
 himting; alou"; '■ ^.iv r- oi 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 
 
 803 
 
 low who required assistance, when his at- 
 tention was called to moans in the bushes 
 near by. Calling some comrades, search 
 was made for the sufferer. They found 
 him leaning against a tree, near which a 
 shell had exploded — his countenance was 
 ghastly pale, and he rolled his eyes appar- 
 ently in great torture. " What's the mat- 
 ter, Lieutenant ? " he was asked ; but he 
 groaned and fell on his face. " What can 
 we do for you ? " inquired another. " Oh ! 
 leave me to my fate, boys," was the sor- 
 rowful and faint reply. " I am dying every 
 minute, and can't last long — I'm bleeding 
 internally, and my blood is flowing fast ! 
 Farewell to my own sunny South ; good 
 bye, boys, and if any body shall ever visit 
 Holly Springs, tell 'em that Shanks died 
 like a patriot for his country, and shot four 
 Yankees before he fell ! Give my love to 
 the Colonel and all the rest of the boys, 
 and when you write, don't fail to give my 
 last dying regards to Miss Sally Smith, if 
 any on ye know her, and say I was faith- 
 ful to the last—faithful to the last." 
 
 Affected beyond all Avords by the poor 
 Lieutenant's simplicity and sufferings, they 
 determined to carry him to the nearest am- 
 bulance, and ask a doctor to look at his 
 Avound. They placed him in a blanket, 
 and in solemn procession had proceeded 
 about half a mile, when he positively re- 
 fused to go farther. " Let me down gent- 
 ly, boys, I can't stand shaking — there isn't 
 much blood in me now, anyhow, and I feel 
 I'm passing away from this vale of tears 
 and wicked Avorld every minute, and can't 
 last long." A doctor was passing at the 
 time, Avith sleeves rolled up, looking more 
 like a gentleman butcher than anything 
 else, and in Avhispers he Avas told of the 
 condition of poor Shanks, Avho Avas noAV 
 groaning more piteously than ever. "I 
 think he's bleeding internally, doc," said 
 Adjutant Flint, " for I don't see any blood, 
 although his momentary contortions are 
 aAvful to look at — if he Avasn't sufFerin"- 
 so much I should be tempted to laugh." 
 
 "Where are you hit, Lieutenant?" in- 
 quired the surgeon tenderly. " Oh ! don't 
 touch me, doc, pray don't — I'm mortally 
 Avounded under the left shoulder blade, the 
 ball has ranged doAvuAvards, and I'm bleed- 
 ing internally ! " 
 
 In a trice, Shanks's coat was cut in all 
 directions, but yet there Avas no wound vis- 
 ible, until, to stop his lamentable groans, 
 the surgeon asked again : " Where are you 
 hit, — don't groan everlastingly. Shanks, but 
 place your hand upon the Avound, and let's 
 see Avhat can be done for you." The place 
 indicated was as sound as any part of liis 
 body, and after searching in vain for half 
 an hour, and cutting the clothes off his 
 back in search of blood, the doctor gave 
 Shanks a slap, laughing as he said — 
 
 " Get up, Shanks, and don't make a fool 
 of yourself any longer ; you are as sound 
 as a trout, man — your wound is all imagi- 
 nary." 
 
 They all began to laugh heartily, and 
 Avere about to take signal vengeance on 
 him for making them carry him half a mile 
 through the mud and bushes, Avhen Shanks 
 jumped up as lively as ever and threatened 
 to Avhip any man Avho should dare laugh 
 at him — a threat that would have been ful- 
 filled to the letter. It seems that a shell 
 had burst Avithin a feAV feet of him, and 
 feeling certain that he was Avoxmded by a 
 fragment, he suffered all the symptoms of a 
 Avounded and dying man. ' In proof of his 
 sincerity, poor Shanks had lain out in the 
 rain all night, and Avhen found he looked 
 the most lamentable object for a first Lieu- 
 tenant that could be imagined. The story 
 got Avind pretty universally, and Shanks 
 always had an engagement on hand to 
 ' Avhip somebody,' until at Gaines' Mill he 
 at last fell mortally wounded. 
 
 Waving- the Stars and Stripes from the Sum- 
 mit of Lost Mountain. 
 
 The battle of Lo.st Mountam, in Georgia, 
 Avas one of the most severe battles of the 
 Avar of the rebellion. At daylight on the 
 
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 seventeenth of June, 1864, the Union I'ight 
 was hi motion from the third line of rifie- 
 pits on Lost Mountain ; and as Hool^er 
 advanced steadily, he was only supported 
 by Schotield, immediately on his left. 
 From the begmning the battle raged furi- 
 ously ; each succeeding line of rebel works 
 was found stronger, and the ascent, as the 
 National forces neared the top of the 
 mountain, grew moi-e difficult and danger- 
 ous. The rebels, too, fought more obstin- 
 ately the further they retired, and their 
 fire continued to increase in deadly fury 
 and power. 
 
 At eight o'clock, the fourth line of rifle- 
 pits was carried, resulting in the capture 
 of a few rebel prisoners, and of nearly all 
 their wounded. The troops who occupied 
 the works only left them when absolutely 
 pushed out ; for in many places the assail- 
 ants and assailed were, mingled together 
 in a hand-to-hand encounter for several 
 minutes, before the Union troops could ob- 
 tain positive possession. Schofield moved 
 forward toward Pine Hill, carefully keep- 
 ing up the unity between his right and 
 Hooker's left, and, after a pretty stubborn 
 resistance on the part of the rebels, he 
 carried two lines of their earthworks. 
 
 After so furious an onslaught as was 
 made in the morning, it became necessaiy 
 to rest and recuperate the men for an 
 hour or more, which was done by the lines 
 lying down in the ditches from which they 
 had just dispossessed the enemy. About 
 eight o'clock the onset was renewed, and 
 more furious fighting occurred ; but the 
 Union march was onward, with steady 
 tread, and the resistance of the rebels only 
 availed to sacrifice thousands of lives on 
 both sides — nothing more. From that 
 time there was no halt, no real check ; and 
 by one o'clock, at high noon, the Stars and 
 Stripes waved from the summit of Lost 
 Mountain, and Hooker stood proudly on 
 the top, greeted by the voices of ten thou- 
 sand of as gallant soldiers as ever fired a 
 shot or charged a bayonet. 
 
 Bloody Sabre-Charge by Colonei ETinty. 
 
 General Ivilpatrick made a brilliant raid 
 upon the rebel region around Atlanta, 
 Georgia, in August, just preceding the 
 fall of that place. Four days of constant 
 fighting was had under Kilpatrick, and the 
 damage and destruction was great. 
 
 Suddenly, however, the Union forces 
 were surrounded. With wild yells a Avhole 
 division of Confederate cavalry (Jack- 
 son's,) five thousand strong, were seen 
 coming down on the keen run, accompa- 
 nied by ten pieces of artillery. Ere Kil- 
 patrick had time to learn what was coming, 
 a spirited attack was made upon the rear, 
 and shells came tearing over the fields and 
 bursting over the columns. Kilpatrick's 
 keen eye soon comprehended the situation. 
 
 Minty's brigade was instantly with- 
 drawn and hastily formed along the road, 
 in line of regimental column. While oth- 
 er regiments which were to charge simul- 
 taneously with Minty's, were being ma- 
 noeuvred into position to meet the on- 
 slaught of the rebels, who Avere sweeping 
 down upon them, the men had time to see 
 the danger that surrounded them — rebels 
 to the right of them, rebels to the left of 
 them, rebels in the rear of them, rebels in 
 fi'ont of them — surrounded, there was no 
 salvation but to cut their way out. Spec- 
 tres of Libby prison and starvation flitted 
 across their vision, and they saw that the 
 deadly conflict could not be avoided. 
 Placing himself at the head of his brigade, 
 the gallant and fearless Minty drew his 
 sabre, and his voice rung out clear and 
 loud, 
 
 ^'■Attention, column; forward, trot, regu- 
 late hy the centre regiment, march, gallopi 
 7narch ! " 
 
 Away the brigade went with a yell that 
 echoed loud across the valleys. The ground 
 from which the start was made, and over 
 which they charged, was a plantation of 
 about two square miles, thickly strcAvn with 
 patches of woods, deep water cuts, fences, 
 ditches, and morasses. At the word, away 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 
 
 305 
 
 ■went the bold dragoons, at the height of 
 their s^jeed. Fences were jumped, ditches 
 were no impediment. The rattle of the 
 sabres, mingled with that of the mess 
 kettles and frying-pans, that jingled at the 
 sfdes of the pack mule brigade, which 
 were madly pushed forwai-d by the fright- 
 ened darkies who straddled them. 
 
 Charging for their very lives, and yell- 
 ing like unchained devils, Minty and his 
 troopers encountered the rebels behind a 
 hastily erected barricade of rails. Press- 
 ing their rowels deep into their horses' 
 flanks, and raising their sabres aloft, on, 
 on — on, nearer and nearer to the rebels 
 they plunged. The terror-stricken enemy 
 could not withstand the thunderous wave 
 of men and horses that threatened to en- 
 gulf them. They broke and ran, just 
 as Minty and his troopers were urging 
 their horses for the decisive blow. In an 
 instant all was confusion. The yells of 
 the horsemen were drowned in the clash- 
 ing of steel and the groans of the dying. 
 On pressed Minty in pursuit, his men's 
 sabres striking right and left and cutting 
 down everything in their path. The rebel 
 horsemen were seen to reel and pitch 
 headlong to the earth, while their frighten- 
 ed steeds rushed pell-mell over their bod- 
 ies. Many of the rebels defended them- 
 selves with almost superhuman strength, 
 yet it was all in vain. The charge of 
 Federal steel was irresistible. The heads 
 and limbs of some of the poor rebels were 
 actually severed from the bodies — the 
 head of the rider falling on one side of 
 the horse, the lifeless trunk upon the other. 
 Hardly a Union man flinched, in the work 
 of death, and when the brigade came out, 
 more than half the sabres were stained or 
 clotted with blood. Three stands of colors 
 were captured — the Fourth United States 
 taking two, and the Fourth Michigan one. 
 Colonel Minty, whose soldierly form was 
 conspicuous in the charge, urging his men 
 to follow his lead, had his horse shot under 
 him. 
 
 Remember Fort Pillo-wr! 
 The terrible butchery of colored Union 
 soldiers at Fort Pillow — killed in cold 
 blood, instead of being treated as prisoners 
 of wai" — by Genei'al Forrest, the Confed- 
 erate commander at that post, sent a feel- 
 ing of horror throughout the entire coun- 
 try. It did not, however, excite astonish- 
 ment on the part of those acquainted with 
 the antecedents of the rebel chieftain. 
 About the middle of the summer of 1862, 
 Forrest surpi-ised the post of Murfrees- 
 boro, commanded by Brigadier- General 
 
 " Remember Fort Pillow." 
 
 Crittenden, of Indiana. The garrison was 
 composed mostly of the Ninth Michigan 
 and Second JMinnesota infantry and the 
 Seventh Pennsylvania cavahy. After 
 some little lighting, the troops were sur- 
 rendered. A mulatto man, who was a 
 servant of one of the officers of the Union 
 forces, was brought to Forrest on horse- 
 back. The latter enquired of him, with 
 many oaths, ' What he was doing there ? ' 
 The latter answered that he was a free 
 man, and came out as a servant to an offi- 
 cer — naming the officer. Forrest, who was 
 on horseback, deliberately put his hand to 
 his holster, drew his pistol, and blew the 
 man's brains out. This statement was made 
 by a Confederate officer, with the additional 
 
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 fact tliat the mulatto man came from Penn- 1 the rebel fire, as camly as possible, to 
 sylvauia, that the murdered man was not await developments. The soldiers with-. 
 
 a soldier, and, indeed, the occurrence took 
 place before the United States Govern- 
 ment determined to arm negroes for mili- 
 tary service. 
 
 But the example set by General Forrest 
 at Fort Pillow furnished the colored troops 
 with an avenging watch-word, when, some 
 time afterwards, a force of Union black 
 troops was sent out, opposite Natchez, 
 Mississippi, to disperse a similar force of 
 i-ebels. The latter were badly wdiipped 
 and routed. The blacks went into battle 
 with the rallying cry of " Remember Fort 
 Pillow." Eleven men were captured, but 
 were immediately pu^t to the sword on the 
 spot where they surrendered. One rebel 
 dropped upon his knees before a black 
 soldier, and begged for his life. The 
 soldier turned to his Captain and said, 
 
 '■• Captain, what shall I do with tliis 
 man ? " 
 
 " Do with him as he would do with you 
 if he was in your place and you was in 
 his," was the quick reply. 
 
 Swift as thought, a loyal bullet was sent 
 from a Colt revolver through the rebel's 
 head, and he fell dead at the hands of one 
 who, to that extent, had avenged the 
 wvongs of his race. It Avas the example 
 set at Fort Pillow and the policy there in- 
 itiated, legitimately carried out. 
 
 in the fort could not raise above the para- 
 pet to fire at them, for if they did a hun- 
 dred bullets came whizzing through the 
 and the adventurers were ' nowhere.' 
 
 How the Mag was Planted at VicksTDTirgr. 
 For two long hours a terrible cannon- 
 ade was carried on during one of the 
 eventful days before Vicksburg, when on 
 the left, in Smith's, Carr's, and Osterhaus' 
 division, a charge Avas made. Winding 
 through the valleys, clambering over the 
 hills, everywhere subjected to a murder- 
 ous enfilading and cross fire, they pressed 
 up close to the rebel works to find that a 
 deep ditch, protected by sharp stakes along 
 the outer edge, lay between them and tlie 
 intrenchments. They planted their flag 
 directly before the fort, and crouched down 
 behind the embankment, out of range of 
 
 Use for a Shell. 
 
 They adopted another plan. Taking a 
 shell, they cut the fuse close off, lighted it, 
 and rolled it over the outer slope of the em- 
 bankment. Subsequently, with picks and 
 shovels, a way was dug into one fort, and 
 through the breach the boys Avalked brave- 
 ly in. 
 
 « 
 
 One of Bill Myers's Capers in Missouri. 
 
 Bill IMyers -was one of the earliest and 
 most notorious bushwhackers and horse 
 thieves in Missouri ; his stealing of horses, 
 guns, and everything else that came in the 
 way, being all done in the name of the 
 " Southern Confederacy," and he was a 
 kind of mean fac-simile of Jeff. Thomp- 
 son, and other ' Generals ' of the same 
 stripe in that region, in those dark days 
 of Avar and persecution. 
 
 Soon after Bill commenced his patriotic 
 career, he stole from a Union man one of 
 the finest horses in the neighborhood, and 
 continued to use him as his Avar-horse 
 through many hard chases, both in pursuit 
 of plunder and in retreat from the pursuit 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL 
 
 HEROISM, ETC, 
 
 307 
 
 of the avenging Union soldiers, until he 
 was completely broken down and used up. 
 In this condition, Bill rode him into the 
 neighborhood whence he stole him, and 
 Avhere he (Myers) had previously lived. 
 
 Bill had a particular friend named 
 M'Fadden, who OAvned a fine farai, plenty 
 of fine horses, cattle, etc., and a few lively 
 darkies ; and there Bill went by night, con- 
 fident of a warm reception and good lodg- 
 ings for himself and his broken-down 
 horse. 
 
 M'Fadden was like thousands in Mis- 
 souri, who " took no sides — no part nor lot 
 in the war " publicly, but would privately 
 
 Jeff. Thompson. 
 
 aid and encourage the bushwhackers in 
 every way possible, when it could be done 
 without detection. A watch being set to 
 guard against any sudden surprise. Bill en- 
 tertained his host with many an adventure 
 and hairbreadth escape from capture and 
 death, in which his listener was greatly in- 
 terested and deeply sympathized. M'Fad- 
 den noticed the wretched condition of Bill's 
 horse, the property of a former intimate 
 friend, but now abused as " a black Repub- 
 lican," who had contributed but a very 
 small amount of what he ought to do in 
 support ot' S.iutlicrn rights ; and urged Bill 
 bv ;il! in; 'let a better horse — that 
 
 \'ice and running the risks 
 I I of " our cause," ought to 
 
 be well mounted all the time, and that not 
 at his own expense — it being understood, 
 of course, at the expense of " black Re- 
 publicans." 
 
 The justice of these ideas was admitted 
 by Bill, who, however, spoke of the risks 
 of thus taking horses wherever he could 
 find them, the exasperation of the commu- 
 nity at that kind of war, and of the injury 
 it had done to their cause, however proper 
 in itself. M'Fadden thought all such 
 qualms of conscience out of place, and 
 urged, " Every thing for the cause ; noth- 
 ing for men." But it was growing late, 
 and as Bill had to be up and ofl' before 
 daylight, as the " Feds " might be about, 
 with many kind wishes and hopes of suc- 
 cess each retired to bed with the imder- 
 standing that Bill, knowing where to find 
 his poor broken-down horse, would wait on 
 himself when he should leave before the 
 light of dawn. 
 
 M'Fadden had got too much exiiilarated 
 by the exciting scenes narrated by his 
 friend Bill to sleep soundly. He was 
 wakeful, and distinctly heard the soft foot- 
 steps of Bill as he retired quietly, in order 
 not to awake his friend or his family, or to 
 arouse the suspicion of any thing " wrong 
 in Denmark." But M'Fadden was re- 
 joiced to know that Bill was again safely 
 " at sea " in the bush, and that nothing had 
 occurred to betray him, M'F., as the har- 
 borer of a bushwhacker. 
 
 But alas for the sequel! Quite early in 
 the morning the contraband whose business 
 it was to feed the horses and prepare for 
 the work of the day came thundering at 
 his master's door, with — 
 
 " Master, master ! your fine bay hoss, 
 Ned Buntline, is dun bin stole and gone, 
 and dat old broke-doAAai gray hoss what 
 Massa Bill rode is thar in the stable whar 
 your hoss was ! " 
 
 Springing from the bed as if an earth- 
 quake was just beginning to rumble, 
 M'F'addcn cried out, " Oh, surely. Jack, 
 you are mistaken ! " But quickly as possi- 
 ble he hauled on his trowsers and ran to 
 
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 the stable ; and, sure enough, there was 
 old gray — once the elegant charger of his 
 old friend and neighbor, but now a hated 
 " black Republican," the designation of all 
 Union men in that region — and his own 
 fine bay was out and gone, " and if for- 
 ever," " then still forever," etc. If the 
 quotations be not right, readers can hunt 
 up the documents for themselves ; but the 
 facts of the case are too palpable to be 
 misunderstood. Bill had taken his friend's 
 advice, and merely exchanged old gray for 
 a better chai'ger, — fully agreeing with 
 M'F., " Every thing for the cause — noth- 
 ing for men," and that qualms of conscience 
 were, after all, decidedly out of place. 
 
 But the misfortune did not stop here. 
 Had it been in a distant neighborhood from 
 the old home of Bill, M'Fadden might have 
 retained " old gray," as a stray waiting for 
 the call of his proper owner ; but, being 
 right at home, old gray, though badly 
 broken-down, was too easily recognized to 
 be retained on the farm, and was forthwith 
 sent home to his proper owner, with the 
 singular explanation that he was found in 
 the stable in place of his own line bay, 
 which was supposed to be stolen by some 
 unknown bushwhacker. 
 
 time ordering him to come out. After 
 looking at Reed for a second, he complied 
 with the order. On their leaving the house 
 togethei", the prisoner stated that he was 
 a member of Ashby's cavalry, and had 
 stopped there to get something to eat. He 
 then said : " Since you have got me, you 
 may as well have my horse." So they 
 walked round to the barn and got his horse, 
 also a sabre and a carbine. They then 
 proceeded to where the boys had quartered 
 themselves, and the gallant private deliv- 
 ered to General Geary the prisoner Avhom 
 he had taken from his very domestic re- 
 treat. 
 
 Long Table-Cloths for Sovithem Cavalr3niien. 
 Private Reed, of the Seventh Ohio reg- 
 iment, while making a rcconnoissance with 
 other soldiers, in Virginia, was sent to 
 search a house about eight hundred yards 
 from the road. He went up to the house 
 and walked in, but on opening the door 
 could not see anybody in the house. The 
 table was set,ready for breakfast, the table- 
 cloth hanging down, touching the floor. He 
 first looked under the bed, but in vain. As 
 he was about to go away he thought he 
 would look under the table ; so he lifted 
 the cloth, and, lo ! a pair of spurs and also 
 a cavalryman attached to them ! He lay 
 there so quiet, that death would not have 
 been more so. As soon as he discovered 
 him, Reed, cocking his piece, presented it 
 to the liiding man's breast, at the same 
 
 Not Yankees, Taut— Wolford's Cavalry. 
 
 Wolford's cavalry distinguished itself by 
 some dashing and remarkable exploits in 
 its campaign of 1862, in Tennessee and 
 that region. That M^hich took place in the 
 neighborhood of New Haven was one of 
 the most brilliant and successful. Coming 
 upon the enemy suddenly, Captain Adams 
 shouted : " Halt ! and present arms ! " All, 
 with the precision and coolness of veterans, 
 in a moment leveled their guns upon the 
 now panic-stricken, confused enemy ; and 
 the Captain at the top of his voice called 
 out : " I demand your immediate, uncondi- 
 tional surrender." " To whom must I sur- 
 render ? " called out Colonel Crawford in 
 command of the Third Geoi'gia cavalry, as 
 he now stepped forward. " To Captain 
 Adams, commanding the First Kentucky 
 cavalry," replied the Captain. " Give me 
 a few moments to consult my officers, will 
 you ? " said the Colonel. " I have no time 
 to fool away," said the Captain. " Two 
 minutes and a half, Sir, and I will order 
 my men to work upon you." " If I have 
 only that time, Captain," said the Colonel, 
 " I will surrender at once, expecting good 
 treatment from so gallant an officer and 
 such brave men as you have the honor to 
 command." The camp was accordingly 
 surrendered, and the whole force, consist- 
 ing of nearly all the Third Georgia cav- 
 alry, a few of the First Kentucky seces- 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC 
 
 809 
 
 sion cavalry, and some of the Texas 1 
 Rangers, — and all without the firing of a 
 gun. Before the other gallant felloAvs 
 could come up, the whole affair was over, 
 and they only had the pleasure of feeluig 
 that they had also gallantly done their 
 part, in coming up to the support of the 
 more fortunate advance, to whom the main 
 credit of the exploit belonged. As the 
 advance dashed around the camp, a group 
 stood near them looking on in wonder. As 
 they halted, one exclaimed : " You are not 
 Yankees, are you?" "No," answered 
 Sergeant Humphrey. He turned to his 
 fellows and, clapping his hands, exclaimed: 
 " Didn't I tell you they were not Yankees? 
 Didn't I tell you so ? Who are you? " he 
 called out again. " Wolford's cavalry," re- 
 plied the Sergeant. Then raising his 
 hands in utter despair, the poor Georgian 
 exclaimed : " Good heavens ! then we are 
 gone." They were marched over to Eliz- 
 abethfbwn. 
 
 Bearing: the Standard tlirougli Baltimore. 
 
 Previously to the departure of the Sixth 
 Massachusetts regiment for the defence 
 of Washington, they Avere gathered in 
 front of the State House, Boston, to hear 
 the parting words of Governor Andrew. 
 At the end of his remarks, the Governor 
 presented the regiment with a standard, 
 telling them to see to it that no foe should 
 ever take it from them. They received it 
 with cheers, and swore to die in its de- 
 fence. 
 
 Well, when they got out of the cars at 
 Baltimore, to march across the city, the 
 colors were given to the breeze, and borne 
 aloft in defiance of every foe. , The stand- 
 ard-bearer, as noble a fellow as ever wore 
 the uniform of the Old Bay State, was 
 Timothy Crowley. His two aids were 
 Sergeants Derril and Marland. Unused, 
 as, indeed, all the soldiers then Avere, to 
 the rough usage of actual Avarfare, it would 
 not have been strange if CroAAdey had 
 shoAvn some signs of fear. Indeed, he 
 might have rolled up the colors, Avhich 
 
 Avould inevitably call doAA-n upon hini the 
 hatred of the vast and murderous mob. 
 But CroAvley Avas not made of such stuff. 
 He had sworn to stand by his standard, and 
 Avith him it Avas either succeed, or die in 
 the attempt. Pistols were freely fired, but 
 the company saiv at their head that stand- 
 ard proudly leading them on. No one 
 who has never been in actual service can 
 imagine how the colors of a regiment keep 
 up its courage. So long as they are de- 
 fiant, the company have light hearts ; if 
 they should be taken aAvay, a strange dis- 
 trust runs through the Avhole force. 
 
 As it AA^as, the troops had lost their band, 
 — they did not even haA'e a fife and drum, 
 — and so they kept their eyes upon this 
 standard. Tramp, tramp, tramp — left, left, 
 left, — the music of their oAvn steady, meas- 
 lu-ed tread, — this Avas all they had. CroAV- 
 ley Avas the target for many a missile, for 
 the mob knew that to disgi-ace the regi- 
 ment, it Avas only necessary to doAvn Avith 
 the standard. Paving-stones flcAV thick 
 and fast, some just grazhig CroAvley's head, 
 and some hitting the standard itself. Amid 
 all this, the everlasting pluck of CroAA'ley 
 showed itself Avithout a taint. One large 
 stone struck him, just betAveen the shoul- 
 ders, a terrible blow, and then rested on 
 his knapsack. And yet CroAA'ley did not 
 budge. With a firm step he Avent on, car- 
 rying the rock on his knapsack for sevei*al 
 yards, imtil one of the sergeants stepped 
 up and knocked it off. His coolness shoAved 
 him to possess the very highest qualities 
 of a soldier. 
 
 Fate of T-wo Grerman Brothers. 
 A member of the Second Connecticut 
 regiment captured a German, belonging to 
 the Eighth South Carolina regiment — at 
 the battle of Bull Run — and took him to 
 Major Colburn for instructions as to how 
 to dispose of the prisoner. The latter re- 
 quested one privilege as his last, A\'hich t he 
 Major very readily granted. He said his 
 brother lay a short distance off, in a dying 
 condition, and he wished to see him. His 
 
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 captor bade him lead the way, and the two 
 proceeded, the prisoner going to an old log 
 hut but a few rods from where the regi- 
 ment was halted. On the north side, in 
 the shade, the wounded man was found. 
 
 Fato of two Germans. 
 
 The prisoner spoke to him — he opened his 
 eyes — the film of death had ah'eady over- 
 spread them, and the tide of life was fast 
 ebbing. He was covered with blood, and 
 the swarms of flies and mosquitoes, which 
 were fattening upon his life's blood, indi- 
 cated that he had lain there, helpless, in 
 agony, and uncared for, for some time. 
 The two unfortunate victims of the war 
 clasped hands warmly together, muttered 
 a few words in the German language, sup- 
 plicating the favor of heaven upon their 
 families at home, kissed each other, and 
 mutually exchanged the final adieux, — the 
 prisoner remarking, as he was taken by 
 the arm to be led away, for the column 
 was moving, " Brother, you are dying, and 
 I am a prisoner." The man was shot with 
 a musket-ball, in the back, just over the 
 hip. 
 
 Zou! Zoul Zou! 
 The battle of Roanoke Island was 
 marked by more than one exhibition of 
 great and decided bravery. General Fos- 
 ter was in active command on the ground. 
 His brave and collected manner, the skill- 
 fulness with which he, as well as General 
 
 Reno and General Parks, manoeuvred 
 their forces, their example in front of the 
 line, and their conduct in any aspect, in- 
 spired the troops to stand where even older 
 soldiers would have wavered. Li this they 
 were seconded nobly by officers of every 
 grade. General Parks, who had come up 
 Avith the Fourth Rhode Island, Eighth 
 Connecticut, and Ninth New York, gave 
 timely and gallant support to the Twenty- 
 third and Twenty-seventh IMassachusetts. 
 The ammunition of the artillery getting 
 short, and the men having suffered se- 
 verely, a charge was the only method of 
 dislodging the enemy. At this juncture, 
 IMajor Kimball, of Hawkins's Zouaves — 
 New York Ninth — offered to lead the 
 charge, and storm the battery with the 
 bayonet. General Foster's reply was — 
 
 • " You are the man, the Ninth the regi- 
 ment, and this the moment ! Zouaves ! 
 storm the battery ! Forward." 
 
 They started on the run, yelling like 
 devils, cheered by the federal forces on 
 every side. Colonel Hawkins, who was 
 leading two companies in the flank move- 
 ment, joined his regiment on the way. 
 On they went, with fixed bayonets, shout- 
 ing " Zou ! Zou ! Zou ! " into the battery, 
 cheered more loudly than ever. The reb- 
 els taking fright as the Zouaves started, 
 went out when they went in, leaving pretty 
 much everything behind them, and not 
 even stopping to spike their gims, and 
 take away their dead and Avounded that 
 had not been removed. 
 
 Blenker Scorning' to Retreat. 
 The retreat from Bull Run on the 
 twenty -first of July, 1861, will ever be 
 memorable for its illustrations of the for- 
 tunes of war. Stretching far across the 
 road, long before the hoped-for refuge of 
 Centreville was reached, was a firm un- 
 swerving line of men, to whom the sight 
 of the thousands who dashed by them was 
 only a wonder or a scorn. This was the 
 German rifle regiment ; and to see the 
 manly bearing of their General, and feel 
 
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 311 
 
 the inspiration which his presence gave at 
 that moment, AA^as like rehef to those ready 
 to perish in a desert. Steady and A\'atch- 
 ful, Blenker held his line throughout the 
 evening, advancing his skirmishers at 
 every token of attack, and spreading a sure 
 protection over the multitudes Avho fled 
 disordered through his columns. With 
 three regiments he stood to fight against 
 an outnumbering enemy already flushed 
 AA'ith A'ictory, and eager to complete its 
 triumph. As the darkness increased, his 
 post became more perilous and more hon- 
 orable. At eleven o'clock the attack came 
 upon the adA'ance company of Colonel 
 Stahel's rifles, not in force, but from a body 
 of cavalry Avhose successful passage Avould 
 have been folloAved by a full force, and the 
 consequent destruction of the broken Fed- 
 eral host. The rebel cavalry Avas driven 
 back, and never returned ; and at tAVO in 
 the morning, the great body of Federal 
 troops having passed and found their road 
 to safety, the command Avas given to re- 
 treat in order, and the brigade fell sloAvly 
 and regularly back, Avith the same precis- 
 ion as if on parade, and as thoroughly at 
 the Avill of their leader as if no danger 
 had ever come near them. *Over and OA'er 
 again Blenker begged permission to main- 
 tain his post, or even to advance. " Re- 
 treat ! " said he, scornfully, to the mes- 
 senger; " bring me the word to go on, 
 sir ! " But the command Avas peremptory, 
 and he Avas left no alternative. 
 
 Hooker's Battle Above the Clouds. 
 Quartermaster-General Meigs, in his 
 lively account of the three days' conflict 
 before Chattanooga, mentions the notable 
 fact that in General Hooker's fight up the 
 slopes of Lookout Mountain, " much of 
 the battle was fought above the clouds, 
 which concealed him from our vicAv, but 
 from which his musketry A\'as heard." 
 There is on record at least one case parallel 
 to this, in the campaign of Napoleon in the 
 Camic Alps, in 1797. The battle of the 
 Col de Tarvis, March 22, 1797, Avas fought 
 
 above the clouds — the artillery thundering 
 in the very laboratory of storms and 
 arsenals of the electric batteries — Avhile 
 the cavalry charged and perforaied their 
 CA-olutions on the ice, and the infantiy 
 floundered to the attack through snoAV 
 three feet deep. 
 
 Sleeper's Saucy Battery. 
 ToAvards the end of Friday's battle in 
 the Wilderness, about nightfall, a desperate 
 charge was made by the rebels upon the 
 extreme left of the Federals, AA^here a 
 number of batteries of the Second Coi-ps 
 were in position, being a part of Hanccrck's 
 line. In front of these guns, and beloAV 
 their level, was an open field. Eather 
 more than half way across this space ran 
 the Union line of breastworks — at this 
 point not more than one hundred yards 
 from those held by the enemy. Every- 
 thing was perfectly quiet, — mutual respect , 
 for each other's fire preventing imnecessa- 
 ry exposure. Suddenly, hoAvever, a per- 
 fectly devilish \'olley of musketry AA'^as de- 
 liA^ered from their Avorks, accompanied by 
 the dismal howling Avhich, in Dixie, had 
 quite superseded honest cheering, and out 
 they came, piling over the breastworks, 
 and for a short time having things just as 
 they wanted them. Their success Avas 
 very short lived, for in a moment Sleeper's 
 Tenth Massachusetts battery, Adams's 
 Rhode Island battery, the Sixth Maine 
 battery, and others, Avere pouring canister 
 into them in so effective a manner that 
 they Avere forced to protect themselA'es in 
 front of the Federal breastAvorks, from 
 which, later m the evening, they were ex- 
 pelled, losing terribly in their ' forlorn 
 hope ' pf a charge. Tlie Tenth Massa- 
 chusetts battery, commanded by Captain 
 J. Henry Sleeper, proved itself one of the 
 best in the service. It was engaged seA'- 
 enteen times since the ai-my crossed the 
 Rapidan, and Avas one of the A^ery fcAV 
 batteries AA'hich managed to get into the 
 memorable Wilderness fight of Thui'sday 
 and Friday. It had come to be called the 
 
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 " saucy battery " in Hancock's corps, of 
 which it was pai't. 
 
 Texas Flag: Captured by the Sixteenth. 
 Indiana. 
 Wlien flags are captured in the height 
 of battle, it shows close and severe fight- 
 ing. A New Orleans paper states that in 
 the bloody engagement which took place 
 near Mansfield, the battle-worn and 
 weather-beaten banner of a Texas regi- 
 ment of rebels was captured by Captain 
 Doxie, of the Sixteenth Indiana mounted 
 regiment, attached to the first brigade of 
 Lee's cavalry, after one of the most des- 
 perate hand-to-hand encounters of the 
 Avar. When the stalwart Indianians met 
 the rough riders of Texas, there could of 
 course be no child's play, and consequently 
 the ground was piled with slain in the 
 struggle for the possession of that flag, 
 which bore the inscription — " Texans never 
 can be slaves." Captain Doxie, the hero 
 of the fight, came forth from the battle 
 covered with wounds, inflicted by sabre- 
 stroke and pistol-shot. The flag Avas 
 brought down to New Orleans by Colonel 
 Brisbane, of €! ?neral Lee's staff, and was 
 presented to Miss Mary Binny Banks, the 
 " daughter of the brigade," in presence of 
 her mother, at the residence of the Gen- 
 eral. The young lady showed a great 
 deal of emotion as she took the battle- 
 stained trophy — which had so long waved 
 triumphantly in the centre of a hecatomb 
 of heroes slain — in her hands. Mrs. 
 Banks made a few feeling and commenda- 
 tory remarks, complimenting the gallantry 
 of Captain Doxie and his brave men, and 
 promising to interest hei'self in securing 
 the promotion of those who had so nobly 
 contended for the prize and torn it from 
 the possession of a desperate foe. It 
 was a white and red banner, with blue 
 union, but so old, faded, and battle-Avorn, 
 that the colors could scarcely be distin- 
 guished. Perhaps it had Avaved on every 
 field from "Wilson's Creek to Pleasant Hill. 
 
 Court-lVEartialing' a -whole Division. 
 
 It was near sundown when General T. 
 J. Wood, Avhose conduct all through the 
 three days' battle of Lookout Mountain, 
 marked him as one of the ablest leaders 
 of the National armies, rode along the 
 lines of his superb division. Loud shouts 
 of enthusiasm everyAA^here greeted his ap- 
 pearance, until at last his feelings, no lon- 
 ger controllable, broke out in a speech : — 
 
 "Brave men," said he "you Avere or- 
 dered to go forAvard and take the rebel 
 rifle pits at the foot of these hills ; you did 
 so; and then, by the Eternal! without 
 orders, you pushed forward and took all 
 the enemy's Avorks on top ! Here is a 
 fine chance for having you all court-mar- 
 tialed! and I myself AAdll appear as the 
 principal witness against you, imless you 
 promise me one thing." 
 
 " What is it ? what is it ?" laughingly 
 inquired the men. 
 
 " It is," resumed the General, " that as 
 you are noAV in possession of these works, 
 you Avill continue, against all opposition of 
 Bragg, Johnston, Jeff. Davis and the devil, 
 steadfastly to hold them ! " 
 
 At the conclusion of this speech, the 
 enthusiasm of Ithe soldiers knew no bounds. 
 They left the ranks and croAvded around 
 their General. " We promise ! aa'c prom- 
 ise ! " they cried, and amid such exclama- 
 tions as, " Of course Ave'll hold them ! " 
 " Let any one try to take them from us I " 
 " Bully for you ! " " Three cheers for old 
 Wood ! " the gallant officer rode off the 
 field. 
 
 Brilliant Strategy of General Smith at Red 
 River. 
 The brilliant and successful strategy of 
 General Smith at the close of the second 
 day's fighting at Red River, is well knoAA'n. 
 The whole two days had been full of dis- 
 aster, when suddenly, in the midst of re- 
 treat, a favorable point and a happy 
 thought struck the mind of General Smith, 
 an educated soldier, and he at once availed 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 
 
 313 
 
 himself of it. He placed a division in 
 front in line of battle, and arranging liis 
 artillery and the residue of his forces 
 along the ridges m the valley between 
 which the road ran, he awaited the ap- 
 proach of the confedei'ates. 
 
 On they came, yelling and foaming with 
 the flush of success, and with rebounding 
 speed they rushed upon the troops they 
 saw before them. Then, apparently 
 alarmed at their overwhelming force, re- 
 treated, first- in order, and then at a trot^ 
 and the enemy followed. When the gorge 
 was completely fiUed, gi'ape, canister, and 
 musket shot opened upon them, and the 
 destruction was appalling ; those who 
 could, fell back to their main body, the fcAV 
 who passed through were taken prisoners, 
 and the Federal troops re-formed, the 
 forces under Smith continuing to cover 
 their retreat until all safely reached Grand 
 Ecore. As soon as the army had thus 
 been extricated from its crushing danger. 
 General Banks rode up to General Smith 
 and said — 
 
 " God bless you, General ! You have 
 saved the anny from destruction." 
 
 " I hope he will bless all of us," was 
 the brave soldier's terse and significant 
 reply. 
 
 Falstaff in the Cavalry Service. 
 
 In one of the Union cavalry regiments 
 there was a Major whose character more 
 resembled that of Falstaff in some re- 
 spects than that of any other officer. The 
 Major blustered when there was no dan- 
 ger, and when in a tight place he either 
 showed the white feather or attempted to 
 conceal it by some act that seemed like 
 blind desperation. Being an arrant cow- 
 ard, he feared the reputation of a coward 
 as much as he did death itself, and there- 
 fore would make a terrific charge — but 
 without judgment, — if he supposed that 
 people whose opinion he feared were look- 
 ing on. One of his exploits may here be 
 cited. 
 
 20 
 
 Some fortune, kind to him but cruel to 
 his regiment, which was composed of 
 tough, brave veterans, frequently placed 
 him in command — seniority of rank doing 
 the business. On the occasion referred to 
 he was leading his regiment, imder orders, 
 on an expedition in "Western Virginia, 
 
 Avhen he came near the town of . 
 
 He had felt his way cautiously toward the 
 town, with skirmishers thro^vn forward, 
 and employing all the precautions neces- 
 saiy when a strong force of an enemy is 
 in the neighborhood. Thus the vali 
 Major proceeded imtil he met some of 
 residents of the town, who assured him 
 that no rebels were there — ^that the citi- 
 zens of the place were prepared to receive 
 the Union troops with a welcome. 
 
 Upon receiving this information, the 
 Major was almost instantly transformed 
 from an anxious, cautious skirmisher, into 
 a terrible son of Mars. His eyes pro- 
 truded, his pursy form swelled, he flour- 
 ished his saber high in the air, and in a 
 stentorian voice ordered his command to 
 close up, to trot, and to gallop. Away 
 went the Major, followed by his regiment, 
 charging directly through the town pell- 
 mell, with great rattling of hoofs and 
 clanging of sabers ; nor did he draw rem 
 and order a halt until he was a clear mile 
 beyond the limits of the village. Once 
 safe beyond the possibility of an ambush, 
 beyond a town where he had supposed se- 
 cesh were lurking, the indomitable Major 
 kept on his way rejoicing. 
 
 But, oh ! the wonderment and terror of 
 the women and children of the town, and 
 the rage of the Major's veteran troopers \ 
 The ladies had prepared a collation for the 
 yankee soldiers — either from a friendly 
 feeling or a desire to propitiate them, tables 
 Avere spread in front of their houses, and 
 women and children were in the streets to 
 welcome the hungry warriors and their 
 'gallant chieftain' to their repast, — and 
 what was their dismay, when the whole 
 body galloped furiously through the streets, 
 actually endangering the lives of the inno- 
 
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 cent would-be entertainers, and overturn- 
 ing the well-loaded tables ! 
 
 Htirrah for the Grunspiker. 
 Colonel Koberts, of the Forty-second 
 Illinois, rendered himself conspicuous for 
 his bravery at Island No. 10, (where he 
 so gloriously spiked the battery,) and at 
 Farmington ; services so distinguished, 
 that, in the subsequent battle in which he 
 engaged, he acted as Brigadier- General. 
 His regiment was also noted for its cool- 
 ;-^ness and bravery. When ordered to fall 
 ^^pk, they did so under a terrible cross- 
 fire of grape and shell, with all the regu- 
 ^ larity of a parade. Halting occasionally 
 and facing about, they would check the 
 onward rush of the enemy, and then qui- 
 etly resume their retreat. Their coolness 
 was so conspicuous, that General Palmer, 
 struck with admiration, galloped along 
 their lines, hat in hand, shouting : " Brave 
 • Forty-second, I wish I could be the father 
 of every one of you I " Colonel Roberts 
 exposed himself constantly with perfect 
 sang froid to the hottest fire of the enemy, 
 and when the last regiment, the Forty- 
 second, passed thi'ough the gap, he in per- 
 son commanded the rear guard. Several 
 times during the fight, as the Colonel rode 
 along the lines, the boys ceased from their 
 labors to " hurrah for the gunspiker ! " 
 
 Owning: Tip. 
 
 Major McKee, at the head of a Union 
 force, hunted up a great many secession- 
 ists of the rampant sort, in Southern Mis- 
 souri, — so actively, indeed, as to nearly 
 fill the various county jails. When he 
 caught one of this type, he said : 
 
 " Well, how much of a rebel have you 
 been ? You know more about what you 
 have done than I do. I know some, and 
 you know it all." 
 
 One old man said, as he trembled, " Ma- 
 jor, I have not done any thing." 
 
 " Stop," said the Major, " you know 
 you have got some powder hid." 
 
 " Oh, yes, there is some." 
 
 " Tell it all now," said the Majoi\ 
 " Well, I will. I have got twenty-one 
 kegs of powder and one gun. I furnished 
 four horses to Price, and went down to 
 
 -.:-/ 
 
 Owning up 
 
 Smith's Chapel to fight the Feds, and I 
 have fed any amount of rebels. I won't 
 lie any more ! You have got it all. I 
 have done all I could to aid the South." 
 
 The Major had come down so hard on 
 them that they feared to lie to him. An- 
 other man came in at the same time as 
 the above, to take the oath. 
 
 " Well, Sir, what have you done ? " 
 
 " Nothing." 
 
 " Well, Sir, I will put you in jail for 
 not doing something." 
 
 After he had been in jail about two 
 hours, he sent for the Major, and told him 
 where there were eleven kegs of powder, 
 and a Government wagon, and owned to 
 helping cut up a ferry boat on the IVIis- 
 souri river, in the summer. 
 
 Seven Rebels Captured by One Fed. 
 One of the neatest of military exploits 
 during the war, was that performed by 
 Captain Drake DeKay of General Mans- 
 field's staff, while awaiting the General's 
 arrival at a house called Moore's Ranche, 
 a kind of summer hotel kept by a man 
 named Moore, at Ocean View. All the 
 white men, and most of the women of the 
 vicinity had fled — it was said by thope 
 
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GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 
 
 315 
 
 they had left beliind — to the woods, to 
 prevent bemg forced into the rebel ser- 
 vice. 
 
 Captain DeKay, while supper was be- 
 ing prepared, mounted his horse and de- 
 termined to explore the country, followed 
 only by his negro servant. As he was 
 passing a swamp toward evening, he came 
 suddenly upon seven of the secession 
 troops, who were lurking by the roadside, 
 and were armed with double-barreled 
 guns. The Captain turned instantaneously 
 and shouted to his (imaginary) company 
 to prepare to charge — and then riding for- 
 ward rapidly, revolver in hand, told the 
 men they were his prisoners, as his cav- 
 alry would soon be upon them, ordered 
 them to discharge their pieces and deliver 
 them to him, which they did without de- 
 lay. He then informed them that his 
 only 'company' was his negro servant, 
 and directed them to follow him into 
 camp. 
 
 An hour later, just after General Wool 
 liad returned from Norfolk, the Captain 
 rode to the beach and informed Colonel 
 Cram, as Chief of the General's Staff, 
 that the seven prisoners, whom he had 
 marched to the beach, were at his disposal. 
 Their arms were taken away, and on 
 promising to take the oath of allegiance, 
 the men were at once dismissed. One of 
 them proved to be Moore himself, who 
 came over to his house, where he found 
 half a dozen Feds in full possession, and 
 just preparing to discuss a most comfort- 
 able supper which his obliging colored 
 cook had got ready for them. Like nearly 
 all the rebel soldiers in that section, he 
 said that he had been forced into the ser- 
 vice, and was only waiting a chance to run 
 aAvay ; but his statements on this point 
 did not obtain, to say the least, any more 
 credit than they deserved. 
 
 Sheridan Riding to the Front. 
 The victory gained by General Sheri- 
 dan at Cedar Creek, Va., October 19th, 
 1864, surpassed in interest the victory 
 
 gained precisely one month earlier at 
 Winchester. It was a victory following 
 upon the heels of apparent reverse, and 
 therefore reflecting peculiar credit on the 
 brave commander to whose timely an-ival 
 upon the field the final success of the day 
 must be attributed. 
 
 The General was at Winchester in the 
 early morning when the enemy attacked — 
 fifteen miles distant from the field of ope- 
 rations. General Wright was in com- 
 mand. The enemy had approached under 
 cover of a heavy fog, and flanking the^^ 
 treme right of the Federal line, helcPly 
 Crook's Corps, and attacking in the centre, 
 had thrown the entire line into confusioni - 
 and driven it several miles. The strag- 
 glers to the rear were fearfully numerous, 
 and the enemy was pushing on, turning 
 against the Federals a score of guns al- 
 ready captured from them. 
 
 This was the situation a little before 
 noon when Sheridan came on the field, 
 riding, said one of his staff, so that the 
 devil himself could not have kept up. A 
 staff officer meeting him, pronomiced the 
 situation of the army to be " awful." 
 
 " Pshaw," said Sheridan, "it's nothing 
 of the sort. It's all right, or we'll fix it 
 right ! " 
 
 Sheridan hastened to his cavalry on the 
 extreme left. Galloping past the batter- 
 ies to the extreme left of the line held by 
 the cavalry, he rode to the front, took off 
 his hat and waved it, while a cheer went 
 up from the ranks not less hearty and en- 
 thusiastic than tli,at which greeted him 
 after the battle of Winchester. Generals 
 rode out to meet him, officers waved their 
 swords, men threw up their hats in an ex- 
 tremity of glee. General Custer, discovr 
 ering Sheridan at the moment he arrived, 
 rode up to him, threw his arms around his 
 neck, and kissed him on the cheek. Wait- 
 ing for no other parley than simply to ex- 
 change greeting, and to say " This retreat 
 must be stopped ! " Sheridan broke loose 
 and began galloping. down the lines, along 
 the whole front of the army. Every- 
 
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 where the enthusiasm caused by his ap- 
 pearance was the same. 
 
 The Ime was speedily re-formed ; pro- 
 vost-marshals brought in stragglers by the 
 scores ; the retreating army turned its face 
 to the foe. An attack just about to be 
 made by the latter was repulsed, and the 
 tide of battle turned. Then Sheridan's 
 time was come. A cavalry charge was 
 ordered against right and left flank of the 
 enemy, and then a grand advance of the 
 three infantry corps from left to right on the 
 ^P^my's centre. On through Middletown, 
 and beyond, the Confederates hurried, and 
 the Army of the Shenandoah pursued. 
 The roar of musketry now had a gleeful, 
 dancing sound. The guns fired shotted 
 salutes of victory. Custer and MeiTitt, 
 charging in on right and left, doubled up 
 the flanks of the foe, taking prisoners, 
 slashing, killing, driving as they went. 
 The march of the infantry was more ma- 
 jestic and terrible. The lines of the foe 
 swayed and broke before it everywhere. 
 Beyond Middletown, on the battle-field 
 fought over in the morning, their columns 
 were completely overthrown and disorgan- 
 ized. They fled along the pike and over 
 the fields like sheep. 
 
 Thus on through Strasburg with tv/o 
 brigades of cavalry at their heels. Two 
 thousand prisoners were gathered together, 
 though there was not a sufficient guard to 
 send them all to the rear. The gmis lost 
 in the morning were I'ecaptured, and as 
 many more taken, making fifty in all, and 
 according to Sheridan's report, the enemy 
 reached Mount Jackson without an organ- 
 ized regiment. The scene at Sheridan's 
 head-quarters at night, after the battle, 
 was wildly exciting. General Custer ar- 
 inved about nine o'clock. The first thing 
 he did was to hug General Sheridan with 
 all his might, lifting him in the air, and 
 whirluig him around and around, with the 
 shout : " By — , we've cleaned them out 
 and got the gims !"- Catching sight of 
 General Torbert, Custer went through the 
 
 same proceeding with him, until Torbert 
 was forced to cry out, " There, there, old 
 fellow ; don't capture me ! " 
 
 Sheridan's ride to the front, Octobei- 
 19th, 1864, wUl go down in history as one 
 of the most important and exciting events 
 which have ever given interest to a battle 
 scene ; and to this event is to be attributed 
 the victory of the day. 
 
 Boy Soldiers at the Old Ones' Trade. 
 KnoxvUle, Tennessee, is a town well 
 knowTi. Across a little creek is a place 
 called Shieldstown. The spirit of war ex- 
 hibited itself warmly among the boys six, 
 eight, and ten years old, and the fight raged 
 fiercely between the Shieldstowners and 
 Knoxvillers. They used slings and minie 
 balls, which they handled with great dex- 
 terity. They had camp-fires built along in 
 a line. Every morning each party ap- 
 peared on its own side of the stream, 
 drawn up in array, ammunition was dis- 
 tributed out of a bag, fifteen rounds to the 
 man, and they commenced. Old soldiers 
 of the Ninth Corps, who had been through 
 many a storm of shot and shell, kept at a 
 respectable distance as they hurled their 
 minies with vigor. One day the Shields- 
 towners made a charge at the suigle plank 
 that crossed the stream, the Ivnoxvillers 
 ran, all except one little fellow about eight 
 years old — he stood at the end of the 
 plank, sAvearing oaths like Parrott shells, 
 calling them cowards, and, by a vigorous 
 discharge of minies, repulsed the assault. 
 The casualties amounted to bruises and 
 cuts m all parts of the body, rather serious 
 to look at, or to thmk what they might 
 have been; but every little fellow was 
 proud of his wound. So it went on for 
 several days, when one bright morning, as 
 they were draAvn up in full-fighting array, 
 and only awaited the military signal to 
 commence, suddenly appeared some women 
 in rear of each — a half dozen were caught 
 up, severely spanked, and led off. The 
 rest were disconcerted and dispersed. 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 
 
 31( 
 
 Foolhardiness and its Terrible Penalty. 
 
 When our forces were at Tybee, a par- 
 ty of Germans went one day up to Goat's 
 Point. One of the privates stood on the 
 summit of a sandhill, perhaps a hundred 
 yards less than a mile from Pulaski, (which 
 was as near as the Federals could get,) and 
 waved his hat. The others went back out 
 of sight, but could see the rebels bringing 
 a gun to bear. They warned their comrade, 
 but he would not heed. As he stood with 
 his back to the fort, a barbette gun sent 
 out a little cloud. Then came the thun- 
 der, the rushing ball, and the rash man lay 
 disemboweled and cut in two on the sand. 
 It was a splendid shot, such as could not 
 be equaled in a month's practice. 
 
 Cost of a Canteen of Water. 
 
 Mr. Hepworth, Chaplain to one of the 
 Massachusetts regiments, relates the story 
 of a curious capture, as follows : 
 
 One of our men was captured by a very 
 neat piece of strategy. About a hundred 
 and fifty yards from the front of one of 
 our regiments was a spring of clear cold 
 water. After having drunk the vile fluid 
 which oozes through a clay bank, often- 
 times impregnated with a very disagree- 
 able odor, and always having the appear- 
 ance of mud paste, (being chiefly composed 
 of that very necessary but not always pal- 
 atable substance,) the boys were willing to 
 run some little risk for the sake of a 
 dravight of genuine water. One day a 
 sick man asked a chum to fill his canteen. 
 Without hesitation he promised to do so ; 
 and so, crawling up with all due caution, 
 he at length reached the spring. 
 
 It so happened, however, that a rebel 
 sharpshooter had seen him. He waited 
 quietly till the canteen Avas filled, and 
 then drawing a bead on the soldier, cried 
 out — 
 
 "I say, Yank!" 
 
 The startled Unionist at once saw his 
 predicament, and began to think that his 
 last minute had come. He at last got voice 
 enough to cry out — 
 
 " Well, what do you want ? " 
 
 " Want you. Walk over this way, 
 please." 
 
 It was certainly a very courteous invita- 
 tion, and there seemed no way to avoid ac- 
 cepting it ; for the rebel kept him covered 
 with his rifle. He was in an unpleasant 
 predicament ; and, when the rebel had en- 
 joyed his embarrassment long enough, he 
 cried out — 
 
 " I say, Yank, aren't you coming ? or 
 shall I send some lead after you ? " 
 
 This Avas a very pomted remark. Noth- 
 ing was left the poor Unionist but to obey; 
 and so, with unwilling steps, he walked 
 over to the jocose rebel and gave himself 
 
 up. 
 
 « 
 
 Steedman taking the IFlagr. 
 It was about four o'clock of that after- 
 noon on Avhich occurred the battle of Chick- 
 amauga, when a part of General Steed- 
 man's division of the Reserve Corps bowed 
 their heads to the fierce storm of lead as 
 if it had been rain, and betrayed signs of 
 breaking. The line wavered like a gi'eat 
 flag in a breath of wind. They were as 
 splendid material as ever shouldered a 
 musket, but then — Avhat could they do in 
 such a blinding tempest ? General Steed- 
 man rode up. A great, hearty man, broad- 
 breasted, broad-shouldered, a face written 
 all over with sturdy sense and stout cour- 
 age; no lady's man to make bouquets for 
 showy fingers, and sing ' Meet me by moon- 
 light alone,' like some fancy Generals, but 
 realizmg fully the description given of the 
 stout old Morgan of the Revolution. Well, 
 up rode old Steedman, took the flag from 
 the color-bearer, glanced along the wavering 
 front, and with that voice of his, that could 
 talk against a small rattle of musketry, 
 cried out, " Go back, boys, go back ; but 
 the flag can't go with you ! " grasped the 
 staff, Avheeled his horse, and rode on. Is 
 it necessary to say that the column closed 
 up and grew firm, and moved resistlessly 
 on like a great strong river, and swept 
 down upon the foe, and made a record that 
 
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 shall live when their graves are as empty 
 as the cave of Macpelah ? 
 
 Glad for Burnside. 
 When the telegram from Cumberland 
 Gap reached President Lincoln that " fir- 
 ing was heard in the direction of I^ox- 
 ville," he remarked that he was " glad of 
 it." Some person present, who had the 
 perils of Burnside's position uppermost in 
 his mind, could not see ivhy Mr. Lincoln 
 should be '■^ glad of it," and so expressed 
 himself. " Why, you see," responded the 
 President, " it reminds me of Mrs. Sallie 
 Ward, a neighbor of mine, who had a large 
 family. Occasionally one of her numer- 
 ous progeny would be heard crying in some 
 out-of-the-way place, upon which Mistress 
 Sallie would exclaim, " There's one of my 
 children that isn't dead yet." 
 
 Bowie-Knife Conflict at the Battle of Pea- 
 Ridge. 
 
 While the fight was raging about Miser's 
 farmhouse, at the battle of Pea-Ridge, on 
 Friday morning, a Union soldier belongmg 
 to the TAventy-fifth Missouri' regiment and 
 a member of a rebel Mississippi company, 
 became separated from their commands, 
 and found each other climbing the same 
 fence. The rebel had one of those long 
 knives made of a file, which the South has 
 so extensively paraded, but so rarely used, 
 and the Missourian had one also, having 
 picked it up on the field. 
 
 The rebel challenged his enemy to a fair 
 open combat with the knife, intending to 
 bully him, no doubt, but the challenge was 
 promptly accepted. The two removed 
 then- coats, rolled up their sleeves, and be- 
 gan. The Mississippian had more skill, 
 but his opponent more strengtli, and conse- 
 quently the latter could not strike his ene- 
 my, while he received several cuts on the 
 head and breast. The blood began trick- 
 ling rapidly down the Unionist's face and 
 running into his eyes, almost blinding him. 
 Tiie Union man became desperate, for he 
 saw the secessionist was unhurt. He made 
 
 a feint ; the rebel leaned forward to arrest 
 the blow, but employing too much energy, 
 he could not recover himself at once. The 
 Missourian perceived his advantage, and 
 knew he could not lose it. In five sec- 
 onds more it would be too late. His enemy 
 glared at him like a wild beast, and was 
 on the eve of striking again. Another 
 feint ; another dodge on the rebel's part, 
 and then the heavy blade of the Missou- 
 rian hurtled through the air, and fell with 
 tremendous force upon the JNIississippian's 
 neck. The blood spurted from the throat, 
 and the head fell over, almost entirely sev- 
 ered from the body. Ghastly sight — too 
 ghastly even for the doer of the deed ! 
 He fainted at the spectacle, weakened by 
 the loss of his own blood, and was soon 
 after butchered by a Seminole who saw 
 him sink to the earth. 
 
 Kearney, the "One- Armed Devil." 
 Of tlie many noble Generals who took 
 part in the battles of the Peninsula, one 
 of the most active and efficient was Gen- 
 
 Sliij Gen. Phil. Kearney. 
 
 eral Kearney. He was always foremost 
 in the fray, and many times it is said he 
 was observed with his bridle in his teeth, 
 while with his right arm, the only one he 
 had, grasping his sword, he charged at a 
 furious rate among the enemy. Tlie Con- 
 federates styled him the " one-armed devil," 
 and at the battle of Williamsburg he was 
 
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 319 
 
 watched by them and their ofRcei'S, some 
 of the most accurate sharpshooters being 
 ordered to " draw a bead on that one-armed 
 devil ; " yet they did not bring him down. 
 Finally, a rebel Colonel ordered his entire 
 regiment — according to the statement of a 
 prisoner taken at the battle — to withdraw 
 their fire from everything else and centre 
 it " on that officer with one arm." His or- 
 der was obeyed, and the entire regiment — 
 the Fifth Carohna — discharged a volley at 
 General Kearney, but he was unhurt. 
 
 Negro Rifleman Brought Down at Yorktown. 
 One of the best morning's work done at 
 Yorktown was that of. reducing to a state 
 of pei'fect inutility in this mundane sphere, 
 a rebel negro rifleman, who, through his 
 skill as a marksman, had done more injury 
 
 Negro Rifleman. 
 
 to our men than any dozen of his white 
 compeers, in the attempted labor of trim- 
 mmg off the complement of Union sharp- 
 shooters. The latter had known him a long 
 time, had kept an eye on him, and lain in 
 wait to pick him off. His habit was to perch 
 himself in a big tree, and, keeping himself 
 hid behind the body, annoy the Union men 
 by firing upon them. He climbed the tree 
 as usual one morning, but in advance of 
 the others coming out, and, smuggling him- 
 self into his position, was anticipating his 
 usual day of quietude. The Union men 
 might have killed him as he came out, but 
 purposely avoided shooting, so as not to 
 
 alarm the others. His tree was about 
 twenty rods from one of tlie Union pits. 
 When our men fired on the advancing rebel 
 pickets, he of course saw the fix he was in 
 — that he was indeed and decidedly up a 
 tree. 
 
 " I say, big nigger," called out one of the 
 Union soldiers, "you better come down 
 from there." 
 
 " What for ? " returned the big nigger. 
 
 " I want you as prisoner." 
 
 " Not as this chile knows of," replied the 
 concealed Ethiop. 
 
 "Just as you say," replied our sharp- 
 shooter. 
 
 In about an hour the darkey poked his 
 head out. Our man was on the lookout 
 for him ; he had his rifle on the bead-line 
 ready — pulled the trigger — whiz-z went 
 the bullet, down came the negro. He was 
 shot through the head. 
 
 Tragical Death of General Baker. 
 
 At the battle of Ball's Bluff, while Col- 
 onel Wistar was doing glorious service in 
 council and action at the crisis hour in that 
 hard-fought struggle, a ball shattered his 
 sword arm — he dropped his weapon, picked 
 it up with his left hand, and General Baker 
 himself restored it to its scabbard. Alas ! 
 that the chivalric leader should never agam 
 do such a kindly service for a brother in 
 arms ! The yelling enemy began to^pour 
 in overwhelmingly, a large body of them 
 pressing down from the left. The General 
 ordered the troops around him to stand 
 firm, and cried — 
 
 " Who are those men ? " 
 
 " Confederate troops, you — Yankees ! " 
 
 No sooner did they give this reply than 
 they rushed almost within bayonet distance. 
 One huge, red-haired riTffian now stepped 
 from behind the trees, and drawing a re- 
 volver, came within five feet of General 
 Baker, and fired four balls at the General's 
 head, every one of which took effect, and 
 a glorious soul fled through their ghastly 
 openings, for he fell on his back against a 
 tree and died instantly. Captain Beiral 
 
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 seized the slayer by the throat and blew 
 out his brains — the hero and the traitor 
 falling within the same minute, and face 
 to face. In a second the enemy swarmed 
 over the spot. " For God's sake, boys," 
 
 General E. D. Baker. 
 
 cried Adjutant Harvey, in his hot English 
 way, " are you going to let them have the 
 General's body ? " An angry howl was 
 tlie answer, when a dozen of our fellows 
 cliarged, with set teeth and bayonets fixed, 
 upon the rebels, who surrendered their 
 priceless trophy. 
 
 Colonel Baker was in plain dress, wearing 
 a regulation hat with a black plume. He 
 had no distinguishing mark as Colonel, and 
 was not umiecessarily conspicuous. His 
 right hand had been maimed a week or two 
 before the fight, and he kept it in his breast. 
 He constantly passed up and down the 
 ranks encouraging his soldiers, saying, — 
 "J/en, doiiHt run till I run" "Keep your 
 courage up" and other words of cheer. 
 He was exceedingly anxious for a bayonet 
 charge, having more faith in that than in 
 any other weapon. Indeed, he was con- 
 stantly drilling his men in the bayonet ex- 
 ercise, and, when on parade or drill, he in- 
 sisted upon their going through every 
 movement. He was a whole-souled hero, 
 but his bravery cost him his life. His was 
 that " good gray head which all men knew 
 and loved." He fell gloriously with the 
 " light of battle " on his features. 
 
 ' Too Fond of Chestnuts. 
 The capture of Lieutenant Segal, of the 
 Confederate army in Virginia, was a neat 
 and amusing affair. On Friday, the 4th 
 October, 1861, a scouting party of eight- 
 een men, under Lieutenant- Colonel B. 
 Winslow and Captain L. B. Shattuck, of 
 the Tliirty-seventh New York Regiment, 
 were out in the vicinity of the enemy's 
 lines, about five miles from Fall's Church 
 in the direction of Fairfax. As they were 
 proceeding in silence and caution, tlirough 
 dense woods, they heard the tramp of 
 horses and the jingle of sabre scabbards. 
 The Lieutenant- Colonel and Captain, order- 
 ing their men to halt, went to reconnoitre. 
 Li a short time, one of them came upon an 
 open space where they saw four rebels 
 seated imder a large chestnut tree, by the 
 side of a road, and engaged in eating chest- 
 nuts. The Confederates saw him, and 
 sprang upon their horses. The officer cry- 
 ing in a loud voice " Charge ! " by the 
 time the scouting party had got up, the 
 four " gallant " horsemen Avere beyond pur- 
 suit. Our men were about gathering up 
 the spoils of victory, which consisted of 
 four sabres, two revolvers, four coats and 
 
 f-% 
 ^ 
 
 Fairfax Court Uouse. 
 
 blankets, when they saw a horse tied to a 
 tree by the Avayside. A further search re- 
 vealed its master, perched upon the lower 
 limb of a large chestnut — whither he had 
 climbed with his sabre to lop off the tempt- 
 
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 321 
 
 iiig fruit. A dozen rifles pointed at his 
 breast soon brought him to reason, and he 
 surrendered himself a prisoner. When he 
 got down, and felt safe, he began to "blow," 
 with true southern chivalry ; and, when 
 brought before General McDowell, coolly 
 boasted that in the battle of Bull Run he 
 had aimed repeatedly at the General, but 
 had always missed. General McDowell 
 smiled, and said that " he Avould send him 
 somewhere where he would not have 
 another such chance for some time." 
 
 t^ No Calculation of that Sort. 
 
 After the battle of Pittsburg Landing and 
 General Grant's complete victory at that 
 point. General Buell, a thorough soldier, 
 began criticising in a friendly way the im- 
 policy of his having fought a battle with 
 the Tennessee river behind him. 
 
 " Where, if beaten, could you have re- 
 treated, General ? " asked BticU. 
 
 "I didn't mean to be beaten," was 
 Grant's sententious reply. 
 
 " But suppose you had been defeated, 
 despite all your exertions ? " 
 
 " Well, there were the transports to 
 carry the remains of the command across 
 the river." 
 
 "But, General," urged Buell, "your 
 whole transports could not contain over 
 ten thousand men ; and it would be im- 
 possible for them to make more than one 
 trip in the face of the enemy." 
 
 " Well, if I had been beaten," said Gen- 
 eral Grant, pausing to light another cigar 
 as he spoke, " transportation for ten thou- 
 sand men would have been abundant for 
 all that would be left of us." 
 
 This anecdote is eminently characteris- 
 tic, the data for the proper appreciation of 
 it being that General Grant had about 
 fifty thousand men over the river. 
 
 Tragedy of Ellsworth's Assassination. 
 
 It was 2 o'clock in the morning of the 
 24th of May, Avhen the expedition plaimed 
 by General Scott started secretly from 
 Washington to take military possession of 
 
 Alexandria. One half of the troops 
 crossed the Long Bridge, and marched 
 down the right bank of the Potomac, to 
 enter Alexandria by the rear, and to cut 
 off any rebel troops who might be lurking 
 about the city. The other half, including 
 the Fire Zouaves under Colonel Ellsworth, 
 descended the river in steamers, from the 
 Washmgton Navy Yard. It was in the 
 first gray of the morning, when the steam- 
 ers touched at the wharves. Of this divi- 
 sion Colonel Ellsworth was in command. 
 He was one of the first to land. While 
 
 Col. Ellsworth. 
 
 the Tegiment was forming in line, one com- 
 pany was sent, post haste, to seize the tele- 
 graph station, that no communication could 
 be sent to Richmond of their landins 
 This was of such vital importance, that 
 Col. Ellsworth himself accompanied the 
 party, passing through the streets on the 
 full run. 
 
 On their way they went by the Mar- 
 shall House, a hotel kept by one Jackson, 
 over the roof of which a secession flag was 
 flaunted. " We must have that flag," 
 said Col. Ellsworth, and, rushing in, he 
 found a white man, in the fi'ont room, half 
 dressed, and a negro. " Who raised that 
 flag ? " inquired the Colonel. " I do not 
 know," was the reply, " I am a boarder 
 here." Followed by two or three he sprang 
 up stairs to the roof of the house, seized 
 the rebel bauner, and was descending with 
 
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 it in his hands, hardly a moment having 
 been occupied in the movement, when the 
 same half-dressed man, who had said that 
 he was a boarder, but who proved to be 
 Jackson himself, a brutal desperado, jump- 
 ed from a dark passage, and leveling a 
 double-barreled gim at Col. Ellsworth's 
 breast, at a distance of not more than two 
 yai'ds, fired a couple of slugs directly into 
 his heart, and which of course, proved 
 fatal. 
 
 Ellsworth was on the second or third 
 step from the landing, and he dropped for- 
 ward with that heavy, horrible, headlong 
 weight, which always comes of sudden 
 death inflicted in such a manner. His as- 
 sailant had turned like a flash to give the 
 contents of the other barrel to Francis E. 
 Brownell, a private, but either he could 
 not command his aim, or the Zouave was 
 too quick Avith him, for the slugs went over 
 his head, and passed through the panels 
 and wainscot of the door, which sheltered 
 some sleeping lodgers. Simultaneously 
 with his second shot, and sounding like the 
 echo of the first, Brownell's rifle was heard 
 and the assassin staggered backward. His 
 wound — exactly in the ipiddle of the face, 
 was frightful beyond description. Of 
 course Brownell did not know how fatal 
 his shot had been, and so, before the man 
 dropped, he thrust his sabre bayonet 
 through and through the body, the force 
 of the blow sending the dead man violent- 
 ly doWn the upper section of the second 
 flight of stairs. 
 
 The body of the murdered Colonel Avas 
 laid upon a bed ; and the rebel flag, stam- 
 ed with his blood, and pui-ified by this con- 
 tact from the baseness of its former mean- 
 ing, was fitly laid about his feet. 
 
 Harp and Shamrock, Stars and Stripes.. 
 At the fearful battle whicli opened the 
 way to the crossing of the Pamunkey by 
 G'iat's army, Maurice Collins, of the 
 .' Ifth Massachusetts, was brought oif 
 an ugly wound in the shoulder. He 
 ' - a Catholic, and the priest Avas shoAving 
 
 him the crucifix. " Will it be mortal ? '" 
 he asked. " Perhaps not, if you lie still 
 and keep quiet. But you have to lose 
 your arm." " Well, I'm willing to give an 
 arm to my country," Avas the reply of one 
 Avho, though born in the ever-green isle, 
 and still loving the Harp and Shamrock 
 of Fatherland, Avas Avilling to uphold to 
 the last the Stars and Stripes of his adopt- 
 ed country. 
 
 * 
 
 Massachusetts and South Carolina Fitted 
 agrainst each other in Battle. 
 
 A A'ery curious coincidence happened 
 on the left, in the Eighteenth Corps, But- 
 ler's army, Avhen engaged in the spring 
 campaign of 1864. In General Hickman's 
 brigade Avere the Twenty-third, Twenty- 
 fifth and TAventy-seventh Massachusetts 
 regiments. Opposed to them, and in a 
 brigade opposite to them in the line of 
 battle, Avere the TAventy-third, TAventy- 
 fifth and TAventy-seventh South Carolina 
 regiments ; and the TAventy-fifth South 
 Carolina charged upon the Twenty-fifth 
 Massachusetts. They got used up by the 
 Yankees they are accustomed to despise. 
 The two Twenty-fifths charged each other 
 three times. South Carohna getting most 
 thoroughly Avorsted. These facts Avere as- 
 certained from a Captain of the Twenty- 
 fifth South Carolina, Avho Avas Avounded 
 and brought ui a prisoner. 
 
 " Leatherbreeches " in the Federal Service. 
 
 Captain Dilger, or " Leatherbreeches," 
 as he Avas familiarly called, earned an 
 honorable name, as one of the most skill- 
 ful and plucky officers in the Union service. 
 When the Avar broke out. Captain Dilger 
 was an artillery officer in the Prussian 
 service. A short time after the battle of 
 Bull Run, an uncle of Dilger (a merchant 
 in NcAV York) wrote that the present Avas 
 an opportune time to visit America, etc. 
 
 Dilger was desirous of studying Avar as 
 carried on in the Western world, and to 
 this end procured leaA^e of absence for a 
 year. As soon as he arrived he joined 
 the arniy of the Potomac, as an artillerist. 
 
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 and commanded a battery. As his year 
 drew to a close he managed to get his 
 leave indefinitely extended. The term 
 of his battery, the First Ohio artillery, 
 having expired, he was ordered to Cincin- 
 nati, to be mustered out of the service. 
 
 His next appearance with his battery 
 was imder General Hooker, and by the 
 name of " Leatherbreeches " he became 
 known to every officer and soldier in the 
 army of the Cumber- 
 land. In all the bat- 
 tles which occurred, ^^_ 
 from Lookout Moun- 1^"^- 
 tain to Peachtree 
 Creek, Dilger was 
 on hand. He was 
 the'^ first to open fire 
 upon the eve of a 
 battle, taking his guns 
 nearly up to the skir- 
 mish line. So often 
 had he done this, that 
 some officer, appre- 1 
 elating the frightful 
 destruction Avhich his 
 practice wrought, 
 
 presented the Captam with bayonets for 
 his pieces-. 
 
 At one time, upon the eventful day of 
 the Hooker and Johnston contest. Captain 
 Dilger took his " smooth bores " up to Gen- 
 eral Johnston's line of battle, and for half 
 an hour poured a raking fire of grape and 
 canister into the enemy in front of Hooker. 
 So conspicuous and deadly was his move- 
 ment, that he became at one time the 
 target for three rebel batteries, and lost 
 seven men during the day. He fired by 
 volley when he got a 'good thing,' and the 
 acclamations of the infantry drowned the 
 reverberation of the cannon's roar on all 
 such occasions. Captain Dilger impressed 
 every one by his fine appearance; he 
 always wore close buckskin breeches, with 
 top boots, and stood by his gun in his shirt- 
 sleeves during battle, eliciting the admira- 
 tion of the whole army by his coolness 
 and intrepidity when in action. 
 
 Hcarors of the Old Bull Run Battle-Pield. 
 At the old Bull Run battle-field, adja- 
 cent to the Warrenton pike, as described 
 by a visitor fourteen months after, bullets 
 are still picked up and exhibited by the 
 handful. In the long, luxuriant grass, the 
 visitor strikes his foot against skulls and 
 bones, mingled with the deadly missiles 
 that brought them to the earth. Hollow 
 skulls lie contiguous to hemispheres of ex- 
 
 BuU Run Battlefield, Va. 
 • 
 
 ploded shells. The shallow graves rise 
 here and there above the grass, sometimes 
 in rows, semetimes alone, or scattered at 
 irregular intervals. Through the thin 
 layer of soil one sees the protruding ribs 
 whence the ram has Avashed their covering, 
 a foot or an ai'm reaching out beyond its 
 earthy bed ; and in one case one of these 
 long sleepers was seen covered snugly up 
 to the chin, but with the entire face exposed 
 and turned up to the passer by, — one could 
 imagine him a soldier lying on the field 
 wrapped up in his blanket, but the blanket 
 was of clay and the face was fleshless and 
 eyeless. 
 
 In one case a foot protruded, with the 
 flesh still partially preserved ; in another, an 
 entire skeleton, lay exposed upon the sur- 
 face, without any covering whatever. The 
 tatters of what had been his uniform 
 showed that he had been a cavalryman. 
 The flesh was decomposed ; but the tan- 
 
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 ned and shrivelled skin still incased the 
 bony framework of the body, and even the 
 finger-nails were in their places. The 
 ligaments that fasten the joints must have 
 been preserved, for he w^as lifted by the 
 belt which was still around the waist, 
 and not a bone fell out of its place. 
 When found, he lay in the attitude of 
 calm repose, like one who had fallen asleep 
 from weariness. This was in the camp of 
 the Ninth Massachusetts regiment. He 
 was buried, as were more that night, who 
 had waited a long fourteen months for 
 their funeral i-ites. In fact, the different 
 pioneer corps were engaged some time in 
 paying this last tribute to the gallant dead. 
 The Pennsylvania reserves bivouacked, 
 fourteen months afterwards, for a night, on 
 the same ground where they themselves 
 were engaged in the deadly strife of bat- 
 tle, and the skulls and bones of some of 
 their former companions in arms lay 
 around Avithin the light of their camp 
 fires. It may even have happened that 
 men pitched their tents over the grave of 
 a lost comrade, and again unwittingly 
 rested under the same shelter with one 
 who had often before shared their couch 
 on the tented field. A soldier of the First 
 regiment struck his foot against a cart- 
 ridge box, near his tent, and, picking it up, 
 read on it the name of an old associate 
 who had been among the missing, and 
 whose death was only known from liis pro- 
 longed absence. His restmg place had at 
 lensth been found. 
 
 Shotted Salute at Midnight from Grant to 
 Lee. 
 
 Sherman's victories and the fall of At- 
 lanta were celebrated in true military 
 style in the army of General Grant before 
 Petersburg. By special order of the 
 General, thirty-six shotted guns from each 
 battery was fired at midnight, directly into 
 the city or into the enemy's works, while 
 the bands at the rear played " Hail Col- 
 umbia,' ' Star Spangled Banner,' and ' Red, 
 White and Blue.' Pleasant and soldierly 
 
 way of celebrating victory, certainly. Of 
 course, the shrieks of the dymg or the 
 maimed and mangled sufferers beyond the 
 federal lines, formed no part of the chorus 
 as heard by the celebrants ; but what Avas 
 heard was novel and warlike, in the high- 
 est degi-ee. 
 
 Away, above aU, in its majestic sweep, 
 the " Petersburg Express " sped on its 
 way from the far rear to the devoted city 
 in the far front. Curve crossed curve of 
 fire. Blazing ball passed blazing ball. 
 Hiss, and howl, and crash, and crackle, 
 mingled in the burdened air. Ragged 
 fragments of iron fell all around. Bits 
 of singing lead flew by or dropped briskly 
 about. 
 
 When the salute was finished, there 
 was some cross-firing of words between 
 the aroused pickets along the vidette line. 
 " How are you, Atlanta ? " cried out one 
 of the Yankee boys. " You'd better try 
 and take Petersburg, now," was the rebel 
 response. " Sherman is after you fellows, 
 sharp," said Yank. "Won't you send 
 some more of your colored brudders into 
 another mine ? " asked Johnny. " Don't 
 you want some coffee and sugar ? " inquir- 
 ed the Yankees, tauntingly. " Wouldn't 
 you like to exchange your wormy hard 
 tack for our johnny cake ? " was the re- 
 sponse. This last hit was a hard one, and 
 unexpected, — the poor soldiers having for 
 some little time had shockingly bad bread ; 
 and though the worms in it were very 
 large and lively, it was not known that 
 they had been seen from the enemy's 
 works ! There was much more of this 
 verbal sharp-shooting. 
 
 Do They Miss Me at Home ? 
 After one of the battles in Louisiana, a 
 boy of sixteen Avas lying on his cot, mo- 
 tionless, from a ball that passed through 
 the brain. The worthy surgeon in charge 
 was probing the wound, during which, to 
 the astonishment of all, for his young life 
 Avas ebbing fast away, he sang sweetly, 
 clearly and strong, the tender strain, " Do 
 
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 325 
 
 they miss me at home ? " Poor little fel- 
 low, he missed the warm hands and hearts 
 of his far-off home, which he thus recalled 
 in that gentle fireside song. 
 
 Neutral Cornfield before Petersburg-. 
 There was a cornfield between the Un- 
 ion and Confederate lines at a certain 
 point before Petersburg, during Grant's 
 autumn campaign, — a little to the left of 
 Cemetery Hill. The opposing pickets of 
 the two great confronting armies would, 
 in spite of all, occasionally creep into that 
 field for a friendly chat, or for a barter, or 
 for a game of cards ! Two of them were 
 playing a game one day, with Abe Lincoln 
 and Jeff Davis as imaginary stakes. The 
 Lincolnite lost. " There " says the win- 
 ner, " Old Abe belongs to me." " Well, 
 I'll send him over by the 'Petersburg 
 
 Neutral Cornfield. 
 
 express,' responded the defeated Yank. 
 At another time there had been lively 
 shelling and some musketry firing during 
 the forenoon — of course but little talking. 
 After dinner there was a slack of hostili- 
 ties. A Johnny rose up on the parapet 
 of his line, and shook a paper as a sign 
 of truce, then sprang over into the corn- 
 field. At once a hundred men from either 
 line were over their works and side by side, 
 swapping papers for papers, tobacco for 
 coffee or jack-knives, hard tack or sugar 
 for corn cake. New acquaintances were 
 made. In some instances old acquaint- 
 
 ances were revived. A Connecticut ser- 
 geant found a townsman and schoolmate 
 in a sergeant from over the way. A Con- 
 necticut officer found a kinsman in a rebel 
 officer. A loyal Maryland regiment was 
 vis-a-vis with a Maryland secession regi- 
 ment. Many links of union were thex'e. 
 One foimd a brother on the other side, and 
 yet another his own father ! After a little 
 time the swapping of the day Avas done, 
 and officers and men returned to their 
 respective lines. All was quiet again 
 until the artillery re-opened fire. Then a 
 half score of loiterers sprang up from their 
 concealment in the corn and scrambled 
 back to their places behind the works. 
 Thus the fighting and the chatting alter- 
 nated. 
 
 Mower's Successful Trick upon the Kebel 
 DispatchL Searer. 
 
 A capital manoeuvre was practiced by 
 General Mower upon the rebels, at Hen- 
 derson's Hill, and by means of which he 
 gained that little victory over the bewil- 
 dered chivalry. Overtaking one of the 
 couriers, General Mower, in very indig- 
 nant terms accused him of being a d 
 
 Yankee spy, at which the rebel dispatch 
 bearer became alarmed, and protested his 
 innocence, asserting that he was a good 
 Confederate, on his Avay "with liighly im- 
 portant dispatches. As a proof of his 
 identity he handed over his papers for the 
 General to examine, asking him to read 
 them quickly, as he did not wish to be de- 
 tained. General Mower pronounced the 
 documents forgeries, and said — 
 
 " You are a Yankee, sir, and I mtend 
 to take you before the Colonel. I am 
 General Walker, and you can not deceive 
 me in this way." 
 
 " Very well, General," replied the aston- 
 ished soldier, "I will lead you to the 
 Colonel's head-quarters, and he wUl ex- 
 plain that I am not a Yankee." 
 
 Suiting the action to the word, the de- 
 luded rebel piloted General Mower and 
 his staff some two miles. As fast as the 
 
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 General neared the cavalry pickets, 
 who were seated in picturesque groups 
 around their camp fires, scarcely noticing 
 our troops as they passed, they were or- 
 dered to the rear. Approaching the 
 encampment on Henderson's Hill, General 
 Mower sent for two companies of infantry 
 to march forward. Before giving this 
 order, he questioned the courier as to the 
 disposition of the cavalry and artillery, 
 telling him the Yankees were not far off. 
 Eager to be of service, the messenger ex- 
 plained the precise location of each gun to 
 'his General.' 
 
 As soon as the courier overheard the 
 order for infantry to advance, made imder 
 such circumstances, he discovered the 
 terrible situation and its consequences 
 into which he had been brought, but it 
 was too late. The terrified soldier ex- 
 pected to be shot, and he became highly 
 excited, telling the General to "hurry and 
 take that gun on that road," — pointing out 
 the various positions of each cannon. 
 
 the line. A short time before noon, Bishop 
 Polk made an artillery bark at McPher- 
 son, who reciprocated in magnificent style. 
 At this time, Howard's corps was on the 
 extreme left, Schofield to the right of him, 
 then old Palmer, and Joe Hooker between 
 him and McPherson. The thunders com- 
 menced rollmg to the left, and Hooker was 
 in for it, throwing the bulk of his corps to 
 the right, as INIcPlierson was being most 
 
 Joe Jolmstoii's Whippingr at Kesaca. 
 
 The battle of Eesaca, Georgia, was one 
 of the handsomest operations performed 
 under the splendid leading of General 
 Sherman. 
 
 *» Let any one imagine the army of Mc- 
 Pherson, with the able corps commanders. 
 Dodge and Logan, on the right, the army 
 of Schofield on the left, and the grand army 
 of the Cumberland, with Thomas, Hooker, 
 Howard and Palmer in the centre, with 
 immense bodies of cavalry upon the flanks, 
 — and there is Sherman's complete army 
 in line of battle. 
 
 Opposite, on splendid, ground, were sev- 
 enty thousand Confederates, commanded 
 by Joe Jolmston, with Hardee on the right, 
 the Right Rev. Bishop Polk on the left, 
 and the one-legged, one-armed fighting 
 devil. Hood, in the centre. The Federal 
 army being a few thousand stronger, but 
 Johnston having the ground. 
 
 This was on Saturday. Early in the 
 morning, skirmishing commenced all along 
 
 General J. E. Johnston. 
 
 vigorously assaulted ; the thundering war 
 increased in fury, and the whole line event- 
 ually were using artillery. It was the 
 diapason of five hundred cannon ! 
 
 All of a sudden the brigades were 
 shifted from the right to the left, and con- 
 siderable changing took place on the left 
 [ and in the centre. Presently the Federal 
 ' line wavered, the greater part of it feU 
 back, and some portions of it in confusion. 
 I General Judah made a good fight, got se- 
 ■ verely handled, and was obliged to get out, 
 which he did with confused ranks. Har- 
 dee was at work, and was very vicious. 
 General Cox got into a snarl, too, and 
 couldn't be found for some time. 
 
 But ah ! now the Fedei-als get at them 
 again handsomely, and the rebels go back 
 the way they came, and more rapidly. 
 The gallant Generals Manson and Harker 
 receive wounds. Everything is going on 
 well at the left now ; both parties recover 
 and maintain their own gromid, and bang 
 
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 327 
 
 away at each other at a respectful distance. 
 Considerable hand-to-hand fighting took 
 place during the day, and brigades were 
 pitted agamst brigades upon several occa- 
 sions. The happiest thing of the day was 
 the thrashing which General King's Brig- 
 ade of Regulars administered to a Missis- 
 sippi Brigade under General Anderson, 
 and an Alabama Brigade under General 
 Deas. 
 
 The heaviest fighting of the day occurred 
 in the centre, Palmer's corps bearing the 
 brunt. Baird's division achieved a multi- 
 pUcity of successes, and Turchin and Car- 
 lia fought like butchers. Wood's splendid 
 division also added to its world-wide re- 
 nown by its spirited behaviour, and little 
 Willich pitched in, in his usual style, dur- 
 ing the afternoon. At a critical moment, 
 Joe Hooker came around with his whole 
 corps, and some magnificent fighting took 
 place, the engagement lasting above an 
 hour. 
 
 It Avas near midnight when the conflict 
 ceased — one of the most remarkable day's 
 fight, and one of the most interesting bat- 
 tles of the war. From eight until ten 
 o'clock P. M., the roar of artillery and 
 small arms, and the additional din, was 
 tumultuous, especially upon the extreme 
 right, where Dodge and Osterhaus had 
 several pitched engagements with the en- 
 emy in the moonlight. About an equal 
 number were engaged on both sides, and 
 it was at last settled by the respective par- 
 ties remaining in the positions which they 
 occupied' at the commencement. There 
 was no slaughter whatever compared with 
 the excessive fighting — the entire Ime be- 
 ing nearly all day at work. 
 
 Notwithstanding that with midnight 
 came the cessation of the hostilities of the 
 day before, the battle of Sunday opened 
 at sunrise, and before nine o'clock tlie 
 fighting was general. Plooker was the 
 man of the day. Early in the conflict his 
 corps was ordered to the extreme left, and 
 there it was that the most brilliant events 
 
 of the Sabbath transpired. Hooker stormed 
 a fort, and carried the works handsomely, 
 capturing a number of guns and several 
 hundred prisoners. During this time, how- 
 ever, a terrible conflict was going on — the 
 National troops gaining ground. Slowly 
 but surely were the disciplined forces of 
 Joe Johnston relinquishing their claims to 
 the field. On, on marched the enthusiastic 
 columns of the Federals, seemingly at- 
 tempting to drown the terrific roar of their 
 guns with shouts and yells, while back — 
 back moved the mad columns of the foe, 
 the valor and desperation of the partici- 
 pants degenerating into despair, at times 
 almost precipitating them upon certain de- 
 struction. 
 
 The day ended with the Federal troops 
 occupants of the rebel ground. 
 
 Vice President Breckinridg-e's Son. 
 John Tyler, of Virginia, formerly Pres- 
 ident of the United States, and John C. 
 Breckinridge, formerly Vice President, 
 were the only persons at any time holding 
 those distinguished offices, who raised their 
 voice or their sword against the National 
 Government, and openly sided with its 
 armed enemies. Breckinridge's son. Lieu- 
 tenant James C, at one time bid fair to 
 duplicate his father's consummate prowess 
 as a leader, but was captured in one of the 
 battles of the Southwest — or rather, was 
 captured in the National lines, having 
 made a mistake while carrying a dispatch. 
 He bore a remarkable resemblance to his 
 father, and was quite youthful in appear- 
 ance ; possessed the fascinating deportment 
 of his sire, and, in conversation, was quite 
 winning. He was on his father's staff, and 
 had been in service during the past two 
 years. Like the rest of the Confederate 
 officers, he was attired in a coarse, but 
 neat-fitting suit of gray clothes, with a blue 
 military cap. He did not appear to be 
 more than eighteen or twenty years of age, 
 though evidently a young man of more 
 than ordinary ability. 
 
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 Bravo for Pea Ridge. 
 Pea Ridge battle crowned with honor 
 the military skill of General Curtis and 
 his brave comrades in arms for the good 
 old Union flag. In the midst of the con- 
 flict, or durhig a cessation of the terrible 
 
 Climbing the Mountains. 
 
 cannonade, the question came regarding 
 the name of the battlefield. Somebody 
 proposed Sugar Creek, to Avhich General 
 Curtis objected, because what he consid- 
 ered an important battle had been fought 
 
 three weeks previous on that stream, and 
 the tAvo battles would be confounded. Mr. 
 Knox, correspondent of the New York 
 Herald, suggested the name of "Ozark 
 Mountain," because of the place being in 
 the midst 'of that extensive range. The 
 1 1 name had a rich sound, 
 
 but was objected to, 
 on account of its not 
 being sufficiently spe- 
 cific. The name of a 
 battlefield should indi- 
 cate with all possible 
 precision, its locality. 
 The name of Leetown, 
 a small hamlet, with 
 half a dozen poor ten- 
 ements, was proposed, 
 but owing to the in- 
 significance of the 
 place, the appellation 
 Avas not received with 
 favor. At length, 
 General Curtis in- 
 quired of one of the 
 natives standing by, 
 and who was dressed 
 in Confederate clothes, 
 but who had sided with 
 the Union army, — 
 
 "What name do 
 you call your country 
 here?" 
 
 " This," said the 
 man, " is Pea Ridge." 
 " Tfiat" responded 
 Curtis, "is the name 
 I want. I like the 
 name. It is some- 
 thing new." 
 
 Some opposition was 
 made to this christen- 
 ing, but the General 
 stood firm, and adhered to the name of Pea 
 Ridge. The next day, therefore, he sent 
 a Major of the Third Iowa cavalry, through 
 to Kietsville, with a dispatch to Halleck, 
 aimouncing the victory of " Pea Ridge," 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 
 
 329 
 
 and it was not long before brave fellows 
 were making the welkin ring with ^^ Bravo 
 for Pea Ridge!" 
 
 New Federal Troops ag-ainst Bebel Veterans. 
 On the 19th of May, 1864, the First 
 Massachusetts and First Maine heavy ar- 
 tillery, which were armed as infantry, were 
 lying in the woods west of Spottsylvania 
 and Fredericksburg road, two miles in 
 rear of the Federal front line, when they 
 
 rode to Stannard's brigade, composed of the 
 First Massachusetts and First Maine. 
 
 " The sons of Maine and Massachusetts 
 are not cowards ! " shouted the General. 
 
 " No ! No ! " was the response. 
 
 " Follow me, then 1 " 
 
 Away they went with a cheer. Tliey 
 came within musket range, and the contest 
 began. Ewell's old veterans on the one 
 hand, and the troops who until the previous 
 week had not handled a musket, on the 
 
 Union Bushwhackers attacking Rebel Cavalry. 
 
 were startled by the appearance of a body 
 of rebels which were coming upon them 
 from the west. It was Rhodes's division 
 of Ewell's corps, who had moved out from 
 Spottsylvania up the Beach road to the 
 north-west, starting at one P. M. Their 
 advance was most unexpected to the Union 
 forces. 
 
 General Tyler, who commanded the 
 division of heavy artillery, called upon 
 his men to move against the enemy. The 
 troops never had been under fire. They 
 had arrived, some of them only the day 
 before. They hesitated. General Tyler 
 21 
 
 other. The heavy artillery knew little 
 about infantry tactics, of handling muskets, 
 of loading and firing, but they poured in 
 their volleys — or, rather, each man loaded 
 a piece, irrespective of all orders. It was 
 a continous roll. Meanwhile the rest of 
 Tyler's division — four regiments— joined, 
 and the contest became furious. The Sec- 
 ond Corps, which was near at hand, was 
 swung round to form a second line, but be- 
 fore it could be brought into action, the 
 heavy artillery had repulsed the rebels. 
 It was a short, shai-p, decisive engage- 
 ment. The result had a great effect on 
 
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 the army, raising its spirits to the highest 
 *' pitch. 
 
 Devotion of a Private to Greneral McPherson. 
 There were thousands of instances of 
 bravery displayed by the real heroes of 
 this war — the gallant privates — that never 
 found their Avay into print. Here is one 
 of this class which is happily, however, 
 rescued from oblivion, namely, the gallant- 
 ry' displayed by Private George D. Rey- 
 nolds, Company D, of the Fifteenth Iowa 
 
 Maj Gen. McPherson. 
 
 regiment, on the battlefield before Atlanta, 
 in the summer of 1864. This tried and 
 trusty veteran had been engaged in the 
 savage contest for several hours, and at 
 last was severely wounded in the arm, the 
 bullet fracturing the bone so that amputa- 
 tion of tlie fore-arm seemed to be necessa- 
 ry to save his valuable life. This George 
 Reynolds saw the noble McPherson when 
 he fell mortally wounded, and remained 
 with his General till the brave heart ceased 
 to beat longer for the land he loved, and 
 the pulse, which ever throbbed with heroic 
 blood, grew silent. The storm of shot and 
 shell did not intimidate the soldier, but 
 growing faint from the loss of blood and 
 the pain of his wound, he was compelled 
 to start for the hospital to get his wound 
 properly dressed. After marching nearly a 
 mile in the hot sun and dust, he met Lieut- 
 enant-Colonel Strong, Inspector-General 
 
 on McPhei-son's staff, and Captain Buell, 
 Chief Ordnance Otficer of the Department 
 and Army of Tennessee, who were anx- 
 iously inquiring for the General's body. 
 Reynolds volunteered to pilot them to the 
 spot where he had left the body, notwith- 
 standing the Confederates were rapidly 
 advancing, and the bullets whistled through 
 the branches of the trees. The entire 
 party had a very narrow escape from death 
 or capture, for they had barely placed the 
 body of their inanimate chieftain in an am- 
 bulance when a squad of rebels fired sev- 
 eral shots after them. 
 
 Compliments of the Season. 
 During a temporary lull in the conflict 
 attending the rebel attack on Franklin, 
 Tennessee, General Forrest, who had 
 seen one of Lieutenant Hopkins' Avhite 
 signal flags working, sent a flag of truce 
 to Colonel Baird. The flag was borne by 
 what passed for an extremely courteous 
 young rebel officer, whose first benign sal- 
 utation was, "Ah ! you've surrendered, 
 have you, — — you?" Colonel 
 Baird's officer, under the influence of pas- 
 sion thus provoked, with more regard for 
 strength than beauty or blandness in his 
 reply, remarked to the rebel, " Not much, 
 
 you fool!" This ended the 
 
 peaceful conference, and warlike opera- 
 tions were at once resumed. Query: 
 How many and what kind of reUgious 
 tracts were sent to that army ? 
 
 Fight for the Flag at Petersburg. 
 Among the many incidents of bravery 
 and personal daring exhibited in storming 
 the enemy's intrenchments at Petersburg, 
 under General Grant, the capture of a 
 rebel battle-flag by a private in the Third 
 New York Regiment, in General Smith's 
 corps, Avas one of the most notable. 
 While the contest was at its height, and 
 the tide of battle swaying to and fro, he 
 espied the flag, borne by a rebel captain, 
 who picked it up as its former bearer fell 
 at his side. The gallant New Yorker 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 
 
 331 
 
 singled him out for personal encounter, 
 and, after a hard hand-to-hand fight, suc- 
 ceeded in capturing the flag and its bearer, 
 and emerged from the dust and smoke of 
 the conflict victoriously bearing the ban- 
 ner and driving the Captain before him. 
 
 General Butler heard of this incident, 
 sent for the daring man, ascertained that 
 he was formerly a mechanic, but then a 
 humble soldier in the ranks; obtained 
 a specimen of his handwriting ; found by 
 conversation that he was sensible and in- 
 telligent, and commissioned him a lieuten- 
 ant of volunteers on the spot. The bat- 
 tle-flag was of blue bunting, about four 
 feet square, with white bmding, two inches 
 wide, around the edges ; had a white diag- 
 onal cross, six inches wide, with thirteen 
 blue stars on both arms, extending from 
 corner to corner, and well mounted on a 
 staff about ten feet in length — the whole 
 presenting an elegant and well finished ap- 
 pearance, though somewhat soiled and 
 worn. 
 
 The banner was neatly folded around 
 the staff and given in charge of Lieuten- 
 ant-Colonel Babcock, of General Grant's 
 staff, to convey to head-quarters. On the 
 way from Petersburg, the soldiers he 
 passed in tlie road were unusually demon 
 strative and exultant, which occasionally 
 broke out in vociferous cheering as he 
 passed along the line. The Colonel was 
 unable to account for his sudden popu- 
 larity, until he discovered that his orderly 
 had unfurled the rebel colors, and was ex- 
 plaining its capture to all the troops he 
 passed, by grimaces and pantomine. 
 
 Our Generals among' the Bullets. 
 General Grant afforded a remarkable 
 illustration of the fortune through wdiich 
 some men, in the thickest showers of bul- 
 lets, always escape. He had participated 
 in two skirmishes and fourteen pitched 
 battles, up to the time of the Pittsburg 
 Landing conflict, and Avas universallv pro- 
 nounced, by those who had seen him on 
 the field, daring even to rashness ; but he 
 
 never received even a scratch. One Sun- 
 day evening, or afternoon, he w^as sitting * 
 upon his horse, just in the rear of our line 
 of batteries, wdien Captain Carson, the 
 scout who had reported to him a moment 
 before, had fallen back, and was holding 
 his horse by the bridle, about seven feet 
 behind him — instantly a six-pound shot? 
 which flew very near General Grant, car- 
 rted away all of poor Carson's head, ex- 
 cept a 'portion of the chin, — then passed 
 just behind Lieutenant Graves, volunteer 
 aid to General Wilson, teai'ing away the 
 cantle of his saddle, cutting his clothing, 
 but not injuring him, and then took clean 
 off the legs of a soldier in one of General 
 Nelson's regiments, Avhich were just as- 
 cending the bluff. 
 
 About the same hour, further up to the 
 right, General Shei-man, who had been- 
 standing for a moment while Major Ham- 
 mond, his chief of staff, was holding his 
 bridle, remounted. By the prancing of 
 his horse, as he mounted, General Sher- 
 man's reins wei'e thrown over his neck, 
 and he was leaning forward in the saddle, 
 with his head lowered, while Major Ham- 
 mond was bringing them back over his 
 head, when a rifle ball struck the line in 
 Major Hammond's hand, severing it within 
 two inches of his fingers, and passing 
 through the top and back of General 
 Sherman's hat. Had he been sitting, as 
 usual, upright, it Avould have taken his 
 head clean off. At another time, a ball 
 struck General Sherman on the shoulder, 
 but his metallic shoulder-strap warded it 
 off. With a third he was less fortunate, 
 for it passed through his hand. General 
 Sherman had three horses shot under him, 
 two with thi-ee balls each, and the last 
 with two. General Hurlbut had a six- 
 pound shot pass between his horse's head 
 and his arm ; a bullet passed througli his 
 horse's mane, and one of his horses w^as 
 killed under him. 
 
 Told the Truth at the Big'ht Time. 
 When General Sturgis Avent on his 
 great expedition at the southwest, the 
 
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 main body of his command halted at Sa- 1 region than Mississippi before he would 
 
 lem, and a detachment of three hundred 
 men Avas sent out to reconnoitre the road to 
 Ripley, a little town southwest of Corinth. 
 When within a few miles of that place, the 
 advance guard of the detachment came 
 upon and captured a squad of half a dozen 
 rebel cavalry without firing a gun. As is 
 customary, the prisoners were closely ex- 
 amined, Avith a view to eliciting such in- 
 
 tell him any thing at all. 
 
 " Very well," said the officer, drawing 
 and cocking a revolver, '' I will send you 
 there to wait for me." 
 
 " You may shoot me if you want to.'' 
 said the Confederate, "but you will be 
 sorry for it." 
 
 "Why?" 
 
 " Because there are a hundred men 
 over yonder in the woods, and if they hear 
 you shoot they will come up and murder 
 every man of you." 
 
 " Well," said the officer, " since you 
 have told me just what I wanted to find 
 out I guess I won't shoot you." 
 
 In thirty minutes the whole hundred men 
 were prisoners. 
 
 General Barksdale- 
 
 formation of the enemy's whereabouts and 
 intentions as they might be able to give. 
 A gaunt, stringy haired man, who seemed 
 to be the leader of the rebel party, was 
 conducted to the officer in command of 
 our advance, who asked him, 
 
 " What regiment do you belong to ? " 
 
 " I won't tell," Avas the pointed reply 
 of the rebel. 
 
 " How far is it to Ripley?" was the next 
 question. 
 
 " Don't know," answered the man, sul- 
 lenly, with the true Barksdale grit. 
 
 " Who is your commander ? " 
 
 « Won't tell." 
 
 " How far off is the command to which 
 you belong ? " still inquired the persever- 
 ing Federal, pretending not to notice the 
 crusty demeanor of his prisoner. Here 
 the rebel informed him in terms that 
 would not be altogether comely in print, 
 that he Avould see him in a much hotter 
 
 Kind o' wanted to be in the Front. 
 
 Sergeant Hunter, of the Kentucky 
 soldiery, exhibited the bravest soldierly 
 qualities in the conflict at Springfield, Mo. 
 His superb figure never failed to attract 
 the eye in the ranks of the Guard. He 
 had served in the regular caAalry, and the 
 Body Guard (Fremont's .noted men) had 
 profited greatly from his skill as a drill- 
 master. He lost three horses killed under 
 him in the fight. As soon as one Avas 
 killed, he caught another from the rebels : 
 the third horse taken by him in this Avay 
 he rode into St. Louis. The Sergeairt 
 sleAV five men. Said he — 
 
 "lAVon't speak of those I shot — another 
 may have hit them ; but those I touched 
 with my sabre I am sure of, because I felt 
 them." 
 
 At the beginning of the charge he came 
 to the entreme right and took position next 
 to Major Zagonyi, Avhom he folloAved 
 closely through the battle. The Major, 
 seeing him, said : 
 
 " Why are you here, Sergeant ? Your 
 place is Avith your company on the left." 
 
 " I kind o' Avanted to be in front," Avas 
 the answer. 
 
 " Wliat could I say to such a man ! " 
 exclaimed Zagonyi, speaking of the maN 
 ter afterwards. 
 
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 333 
 
 Ati Hibernian's Tustle •with a "Mississippi 
 Tiger," 
 
 The dogged, obstinate, and bitter char- 
 acter of tlie rebel Gulf troops was one of 
 the familiar facts of the war, as the follow- 
 ing incident which happened near Mar- 
 tinsburg, Va., will show. A son of Erin 
 captured one of the famous 'Mississippi 
 Tigers,' but while bringing him to the 
 Union camp, the ' Tiger,' an immense fel- 
 low, managed to free himself and run. 
 The plucky Hibernian disdained to u%e 
 his musket, but chased him with the wild- 
 est speed. At last, seizing him, at it they 
 went, in the most logical style of rough- 
 and-tumble. The 'Tiger,' maddened by 
 the stinging whacks which the lusty Hiber- 
 nian dealt, basely bit him, nearly severing 
 his thumb. The Celt dropped the soldier 
 then, and retaliated in the same way ; 
 finally he conquered him after a tremen- 
 dous whaling, which dislocated his shoul- 
 der. The next day he visited the son of 
 the " Repudiation State," in the hospital, 
 went up to him, and shaking his well arm 
 with a hearty grip, observed, with his 'rich 
 Irish brogue,' " I haven't a bit of a grudge 
 agin ye ; be jabers ! ye are almost as good 
 as meself." 
 
 " Old Rosy," and not " Old Pap." 
 General Rosecrans was one of those 
 wide-awake commanders who could not 
 be caught napping. He was accustomed to 
 visit all the camps and outposts, to see 
 that the soldiers under him Avere thoroughly 
 on the alert. One night, the General, ac- 
 companied by Major Bond, mounted his 
 horse and galloped out to Camp Sheridan, 
 the stamping ground of General Pike's 
 enrolled militia. It was midnight when 
 the two officers arrived at the camp, and 
 not being hailed, they dashed into the cen- 
 tre of the camp, and dismounted. A sol- 
 dier came forward from some place of con- 
 cealment and hailed the officers — 
 " Who goes there ? " 
 " Friends," answered the General. 
 * " Friends, heh ? WeU, what next ? " 
 
 " Nothing next ; but you are all pris- 
 oners." 
 
 The militiaman got his eyes open by 
 this time, and seeing the stars of a Major 
 General before him, supposed the veritable 
 old Pap Price had him in hand. He 
 dropped his gun by his side, folded his 
 arms, and appeared resigned to his fate. 
 A German soldier now came up and asked 
 what was going on. He was told that the 
 camp had been captured, and he had to 
 surrender. 
 
 "We will see about that!" said the 
 German, tightening his belt and preparing 
 for a fight. The two soldiers then escort- 
 ed the General and his aid to head-quar- 
 ters, and when they discovered that it was 
 "Old Rosy," and not " Old Pap," who had 
 captured the camp, they felt greatly reliev- 
 ed and made up their minds not to be 
 caught napping again. 
 
 Mig'hty Big- Bisk. 
 The Union pickets near the James river, 
 while one night quietly sitting around their 
 fires, were startled by the report of a sin- 
 gle rifle from the enemy's line, followed by 
 an irregular volley. Of course every man 
 sprang to his arms in, an instant, ready to 
 repel any assault of the enemy. " Don't 
 fire, boys," was the order given in a low 
 tone by the Lieutenant in command, who 
 had received instructions not to fire unless 
 the Johnnies saw fit to thoroughly initiate 
 the barbarous practice. For a few sec- 
 onds the enemy's bullets continued to 
 whistle spitefully by, and the Lieutenant 
 was about giving the order returning the 
 fire, when three Johnnies came ' piling ' 
 over the works into the Federal lines, and 
 with a fervent ' Thank God ! ' sank down 
 behind the embankment. This occurrence 
 accounted fot the sudden outbreak of the 
 Confederate pickets, who upon discovering 
 the flight of their treacherous videttes, had 
 opened fire upon them. Out of eight who 
 attempted to run the perilous gauntlet, 
 only the three succeeded, the remaining 
 five being either killed or disabled by the 
 
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 shots of their companions. By a precon- 
 certed arrangement, three cartridges were 
 elevated and successively flashed above 
 the Federal works by the lucky Johnnies, 
 to indicate to their less fortunate friends 
 the number reaching the Union lines in 
 safety. On being invited to warm them- 
 selves at the picket fire, thej- refused, 
 fearing lest the light might reveal them to 
 their former companions, but a few yards 
 from the line. " We un's run a mighty 
 hig risk in getting to you un's, and now 
 we's safe, we don't care to run any more," 
 was their reply, and so they remained 
 shivering under cover of the federal works, 
 until sent to head-quarters. 
 
 Delirious Bravery of a Southern Hotspur. 
 On the last day of the fight at Pea 
 Ridge, while the force under General 
 Sigel was gallantly charging the rebels, 
 and driving them from the heights they 
 had occupied, one rebel officer. Captain of 
 a Louisiana company, seemed resolved to 
 throw away his life. As his fellow soldiers 
 retreated, he advanced further towards our 
 troops until he was almost alone. He 
 waved his sword and -cried in a loud ring- 
 ing voice for his men to follow him, de- 
 nouncing them as cowards if they retreated. 
 They heeded not his appeals, and seeing 
 himself deserted he ran towards our ad- 
 vance, shouting like a madman and saying 
 something that sounded like, " I am brave 
 as Ca3sar. If we are whipped, I do not 
 want to live. Come on, you Yan- 
 kees ! " The Union infantry were anxious 
 to take this southera hotspur prisoner, and 
 would have done so had not one of their 
 batteries opened from the lefl, and in its 
 storm of iron swept down the single life 
 which, so full of fierceness, ebbed itself 
 away in the sodden and unpitying ground. 
 He was the son of a sugar planter living 
 up the Bayou La Fourche, and was given 
 to drunkenness — which perhaps accounts 
 for his delirious conduct. 
 
 Delivering- up their Swords at Fort Pulaski. 
 
 After a truly heroic defence. Fort Pu- 
 laski yielded to the superior prowess of its 
 assailants, and became again part of the 
 possessions, as well as of the property of 
 the glorious Union it was designed to pro- 
 tect and preserve. 
 
 First, an interview of one hour took 
 place between Colonel Olmsted, the rebel 
 commandant, and General Gillmore on the 
 Union side. The terms of capitulation 
 having been settled, General Gillmore was 
 shown over the fort by the Colonel, and 
 
 Gen. David Hunter. 
 
 took his leave, accompanied by Colonel 
 Rust. Messengers from Genei'al Hunter 
 had meantime arrived. These, together 
 with General Gillmore's aid, made the 
 rounds of the fort under the escort of Colo- 
 nel Olmsted, who introduced them to his 
 officers, and comprised the only joersons 
 pi-esent when the swords were delivered. 
 Major Halpine, as the representative 
 of General Hunter, received the Aveapons. 
 The ceremony was performed in the 
 Colonel's head-quarters, all standing. It 
 was just at dark, and the candles gave only 
 a sombre half-light. The weapons were 
 laid on the table, each officer advancing in 
 turn, according to his rank, and meiltioning 
 his name and title ; nearly every one added 
 some remark, the Colonel's being defined: 
 " I yield my sword, but I trust I have not 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC 
 
 335 
 
 disgraced it." Major Alpine, in reply, 
 spoke gracefully of the painfulness of the 
 duty he had been called upon to perform 
 — to receive the swords of men who had 
 shown by their bravery that they deserved 
 to Avear them. As soon as the suiTender 
 was complete, the Stars and Stripes once 
 more flapped their glorious folds in the 
 secession breezes of that famed region of 
 the 'Sunny South.' The officers invited 
 the Unionists to their quarters, where sev- 
 eral took supper, and some even slept with 
 the rebels whom they had been fighting 
 with such bloody desperation only a few 
 hours before. 
 
 Picket Repartee at Vicksburg. 
 
 The richness of rebel repartee and 
 fecundity of Federal fun during the long 
 and familiar vis a vis at Vicksburg is 
 pretty well illustrated in the following 
 verbatim colloquy : 
 
 Rebel Picket. — What are you men doing 
 over there ? 
 
 Union Picket. — Guarding about twenty 
 to thirty thousand rebels in and about 
 Vicksburg. Guarding your army as px'is- 
 oners, and making you hoard yourselves. 
 
 Reh. — Why, you fools, Pemberton 
 
 has a strong line of guards for the same 
 purpose. 
 
 Reb. — How's Hooker ? He had to re- 
 cross the river, did he not ? 
 
 Fed. — Yes, but he was not as big a fool 
 as your General was. He did not burn 
 the bi-idges before his men all got across ! 
 
 Reh. — What do you think of the gun- 
 boat Cincmnati? 
 
 Fed. — Gunboat ? Why, don't you know 
 the difference between a gunboat and a 
 hay-rack ?% 
 
 Reh. — (just in the act of throwing a 
 hand-grenade) — Antn'y, over ! 
 
 Fed. — (in the act of hurling it back) 
 — Look out for the skillets and camp-ket- 
 tles ! 
 
 Fed. — (addressing a rebel lieutenant 
 of artillery) — Where's your gun? 
 
 Reh. — Turned it over to Grant at the 
 
 Rig Black, and I guess its now in active 
 service, by the way it plays into these 
 w^orks. 
 
 Reh. — Why don't you come and take 
 Vicksburg ? 
 
 Union and Rebel Pickets. 
 
 Fed — Oh, we're in no particular hurry. 
 General Grant is not yet ready to transfer 
 you North. 
 
 Reh. — (boastingly) — We've got a lot 
 of your old flags over here. 
 
 Fed. — Have you, though ? You'd bet- 
 ter make shirts of 'em, for they'd look 
 better'n that butternut. 
 
 Reh. — (in a husky voice) — I want to 
 trade some corn-meal for some coffee. 
 
 Fed. — What did you say ? 
 
 Reh. — (louder) — Won't you trade some 
 coffee for some corn-meal ? 
 
 Fed. — You'd better get some coffee, or 
 something else, for you've eat corn-meal 
 till you can't talk plain. 
 
 Reh. — When are you going to make a 
 change ? 
 
 Fed. — Oh, in about two years. We are 
 in no hurry — are living fine over here — 
 have a pleasant place, and ammunition to 
 last us the rest of the time. 
 
 Six Generals "Waiting to Receive Battle. 
 Six Union Generals waiting upon Pleas- 
 ant Hill, for the second day's attack of the 
 enemy, formed a war picture of rare in- 
 
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 terest The plateau had the appearance 
 of a parade-ground on a holiday. Regi- 
 ments marching to the right, and regi- 
 ments marching to the left, batteries being 
 moved and shifted, cavalry squads moving 
 in single file through the brush, now and 
 then an aid galloi)ing madly, or an orderly 
 at full speed, driving his spurs, and holding 
 an order or a dispatch between his teeth, 
 bugles sounding the different cavalry calls, 
 and drums repeating the orders of the 
 Captains, — all passed and re-passed, and 
 controlled the vision, making very much 
 the impression that a spectator in the 
 theatre receives as he looks upon a melo- 
 drama. 
 
 In an enclosure near the roadside was a 
 small cluster of gentlemen, to whom all 
 this phantasmagoria had the meaning of 
 life and death, power and force. 
 
 General Banks, with his light-blue over- 
 coat buttoned closely around his chin, was 
 strolling up and down, occasionally con- 
 versing with one of his staff, or returning 
 with his accustomed suavity the sajute of 
 a passing subaltern. No one could possi- 
 bly forget Banks after once seeing him. 
 
 Near Banks was General W. B. Frank- 
 lin — his face as rough and rugged as when 
 he rode through the thick and furious 
 storms of the Peninsula, — the ideal of a 
 bold, daring, resolute, indomitable fighting 
 soldier. 
 
 There were few braver men in that 
 group, or elsewhere, than Major General 
 Charles O'Malley. He had two horses 
 shot under him the day before. His face 
 was very calm that morning, and occa- 
 sionally he pulled his whiskers nervously, 
 as though he scented the battle afar off, 
 and was impatient to be in the midst of 
 the fray. 
 
 General Charles P. Stone, the chief of 
 staff, a quiet, retiring man, and regarded 
 by the few that knew him as one of the 
 finest soldiers in the service, was sitting 
 on a rail smoking cigarettes, and apparent- 
 ly more interested in the puffs of smoke 
 
 that curled around him than in the noise 
 and bustle that filled the air. 
 
 There, too, was General Smith, with 
 his bushy, grayish beard, and kis eager 
 eye, as it appeared through spectacles, 
 giving him a strong resemblance to a 
 schoolmaster, as indeed he was, in the mil- 
 itary sense, to the enemies of his country. 
 
 General Arnold, the chief of artillery, 
 with his high boots, and slouched hat 
 thrown over his head, seemed the busiest 
 man of all. 
 
 Bumside Directing: a Retreat. 
 
 A wounded soldier who served in Bum- 
 side's expedition in North Carolina, men- 
 tions that at Newbern, on one occasion, 
 the Federal troops, on account of the im- 
 merous batteries they had to encounter, 
 
 / \ 
 
 Gen. A. E. Bumside. 
 
 became discouraged, and were falling back ; 
 thereupon an officer rode up in haste lo 
 Burnside, and asked if he would order a 
 retreat. " Retreat ! " said Burnside, " yes, 
 right into the face of the enemy. That is 
 how I want you to retreat." A forward 
 movement was immediately ordered, and 
 by a forward retreat^ the Union troops 
 carried all before Iheni, driving the enemy 
 from their entrenchments, and capturing 
 all their strongholds. 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 
 
 537 
 
 Three Soldiers Captured by a Boy with, a 
 Coffee Pot. 
 
 An amusing instance of the value of a 
 ready wit and presence of mind occurred 
 during the advance of the Second Corps 
 of Federal troops, near Hatcher's Run. 
 A young lad in the Fourteenth Connecti- 
 cut regiment, going with a coifee-pot to get 
 water from the stream, suddenly found 
 himself surrounded by thi-ee of the enemy. 
 
 Soldiers Captured by a Boy 
 
 With all the fierceness of voice the little 
 fellow could muster, he commanded them to 
 throw down their arms and surrender. 
 Supposmg that the brave youth had com- 
 panions near to enforce his command, they 
 complied, when he seized one of their 
 muskets and marched them into camp in 
 gi-eat triumph. This story was related in 
 his camp as the capture of three Johnnies 
 with a coffee-pot. 
 
 Career of the "Handsomest Man in the 
 Southwest." 
 
 Albert Pike is a name which will Ions; 
 be rememljered in the Southwest, as that 
 of one of the most remarkable men who 
 have lived in that region. It was not to 
 be expected that he Avould be otherwise 
 thai* conspicuous in the great rebellion 
 which enveloped that section with the rest. 
 In the battle of Pea Eidge, he led 
 the Cherokee Indians, whom he had se- 
 duced from their allegiance to the Govern- 
 
 ment of the United States. A noble look- 
 ing, white-haired man, of very imposing 
 appearance, he nevertheless proved an ut- 
 ter failure as a military leadei*, running 
 like a coward before the veterans of Cur- 
 tis and Sigel on that bloody day. 
 
 Albert Pike 
 
 It was in another sphere, and a totally 
 different one, that Pike was destined to 
 shine ; and shine he did. He was a man 
 of extraordinary genius, and had pocketed 
 a hundred thousand dollars as the fees of 
 a single lawsuit. He had been known, 
 during a term of court, to meet his brother 
 lawyei-s for an evenmg carousal, drink with 
 them till the stoutest was ' laid out ' mider 
 the table, and then seat himself, and, in 
 the midst of their convivial singing and 
 roaring, draw up a most intricate bill in 
 chancery, without an erasure or interlinea- 
 tion. He would do this same thing in 
 court, apparently undisturbed by the noise 
 of a trial in progress. But, with all his 
 genius and wonderful versatility of talent, 
 he was utterly and persistently w^ay ward in 
 his habits, and half a dozen fortunes pass- 
 ed from his hands — spent in reckless and 
 prodigal excesses. Once young, highly 
 educated, graced with personal accomplish- 
 ments and a physique w^hich won for him 
 the distinction of being called the " hand- 
 somest man in the Southwest," his magic 
 touch had swept the lyre of the gods, com- 
 
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 pelling a busy, din-resounding nation to 
 stop and listen in enraptured silence. 
 
 But from all this eminence, he became 
 an exile from his home, a traitor to his 
 country, the pusillanimous leader of red- 
 handed savages against the valiant defend- 
 ers of the Union and the noblest flag that 
 ever floated, and, to cap the climax, desert- 
 ed the savage victims of his OAvn silver- 
 tongued eloquence, and ran like a coward 
 in the day of battle ! 
 
 G-eneral Howard on the Wrongr Side of the 
 Battle-field. 
 
 A short time subsequent to the magnifi- 
 cent charge made on the rebel breastworks, 
 in the midnight conflict at Lookout Valley, 
 by General Geary, General Howard, tak- 
 ing with him a small escort of cavalry, 
 started for that part of the field where 
 General Geary was supposed to be. He 
 had not gone far, when he came up with 
 a body of infantiy. " What cavalry is 
 that?" was the hail. "All right," re- 
 sponded General Howard, at the same time 
 calling out, " What men are these ? " 
 ' Longstreet's," was the reply. " All right 
 — come here," said General Howard. 
 The men approached. " Have we whip- 
 ped those fellows ? " asked the General, 
 in a manner to keep up the deception. 
 " No, — them, they were too much for 
 us, and drove us from our rifle-pits, like 
 devils. We're whipped ourselves." By 
 tbiis time the rebels had gathered nearer. 
 " Lay down your arms I " demanded Gen- 
 eral H., in a stern voice. The men sur- 
 rendered. 
 
 Taking his prisoners in charge, General 
 Howard proceeded on his way. He had 
 not gone far, before another party of rebel 
 infantry called out, " What cavalry is 
 that?" "All right," was the response 
 again, of General Howard, as he proceed- 
 ed. On approaching the position occupied 
 by Geary, that officer had observed the 
 advancing horsemen, and infantry, as he 
 supposed the prisoners to be, and taking 
 them to be rebels, he had ordered his guns 
 
 to be loaded with canister, and in a mo- 
 ment more would have given the intrepid 
 Howard and his little force the benefit of 
 it. But the general who had successfully 
 deceived the enemy, found a way to make 
 himself known to his friends, and so es- 
 caped a reception of that kind. 
 
 Intrepid Conduct of Two Drummer Boys. 
 Two drummer boys of the Tenth Con- 
 necticut Volunteers, while off" duty, and 
 while Gillmore was pounding Fort Wag- 
 ner, determined to discover the effect made 
 upon the fort, and for this purpose bor- 
 rowed an opera glass and went out a dis- 
 tance from camp, to obtain a favorable site 
 to witness the operations. They had pro- 
 ceeded about three-quarters of a mile, 
 when they came suddenly upon a burly 
 rebel, who upon sight of the boys, snap- 
 
 Intrepid Conduct. 
 
 ped his gun at them, which however did 
 not explode, the piece not being capped. 
 One of the boys at that moment, thrusting 
 the glass into the case which hung at his 
 side, the rebel thought he was 4raAving a 
 revolver, and immediately thrcAV down his 
 gun, crying out, " I suiTcnder ! " The 
 boys immediately sprang forward, seized 
 his gun, and at a "charge bayonet" drove 
 the big fellow into camp. When lie dis- 
 covered that the only appearance of a 
 weapon in the boys' possession was an 
 opera glass, he was much incensed, declar- 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 
 
 339 
 
 ing he could not be held as a prisoner of 
 war. The fact was witnessed by the 
 Colonel of the regiment, who highly com- 
 mended the intrepid conduct of the boys. 
 
 Bob, the Spunky Drummer Boy. 
 The battle of Fredericksburg was at- 
 tended by many memorable instances of 
 individual heroism. It is known that, for 
 several days a curtain of thick fog rose up 
 from the waters of the Rappahannock, 
 completely hiding from view the artillery 
 that crowned the opposite hills, and the in- 
 fantry that crowded the sheltering ravines. 
 But the preparation for the great fight, so 
 hopefully commenced, was continued amid 
 the thunder of cannon and the eruptions of 
 exploding batteries. 
 
 Bob, the Drummer Boy. 
 
 The hazardous work of laying the pon- 
 toon bridges was frequently interrupted 
 by the murderous fire of Confederate 
 sharpshooters, concealed in the stores and 
 dwelling-houses on the bank of the river. 
 To dislodge these men, and drive them out 
 of their hiding-places, seemed an impossi- 
 ble task. At a given signal, the Union 
 batteries opened with a terrific fire upon 
 the city, crashing through the walls of 
 houses and public buildings. But in this 
 storm of shot and shell, which ploughed 
 the streets and set the buildings on fire, 
 the sharpshooters survived, like salaman= 
 ders in ]he flames, and continued to pour 
 
 a deadly fire upon the Federal engineers 
 and bridge-builders. 
 
 In this dilemma it became evident that 
 the bridges could not be laid except by a 
 bold dash. Volunteers were called for to 
 cross in small boats ; forthwith, hundreds 
 stepped forw^ard and offered their serviceSc 
 One hundred men were chosen, and al 
 once started for the boats. Robert Henry 
 Hendershot Avas then a member of the 
 Eighth Michigan — acting as drummer boy. 
 Seeing a part of the Michigan Seventh 
 preparing to cross the river, he ran ahead, 
 and leaped into the boat. One of the oflft- 
 cers ordered him out, saying he would be 
 shot. The boy replied that he didn't care, 
 that he Avas Avilling to die for his country. 
 When the boy found that the Captain 
 Avould not permit him to remain in the 
 boat, he begged the privilege of pushing 
 the boat ofl^, and the request Avas granted. 
 ^\liereupon, instead of remaining on shore, 
 he clung to the stem of the boat, and, sub- 
 merged to the waist in water, he crossed 
 the Rappahannock. Soon as he landed, a 
 fragment of a shell struck his old dinim, 
 and knocked it to pieces. Picking up a 
 musket, he Avent in search of relics, and 
 obtained a secesh flag, a clock, a knife, and 
 a bone ring. On opening a back door in 
 one of the enemy's houses, he found a 
 Confederate Avounded in the hand, and 
 ordered him to surrender. He did so, and 
 AA'as taken by the boy-soldier to the Seventh 
 Michigan. When the drummer boy re- 
 crossed the river from Fredericksburg, 
 General Burnside said to him, in the pres- 
 ence of the army : 
 
 " Boy, I glory in your spunk ; if yon 
 keep on this way a few more years, you 
 wiU be in my place." 
 
 Robert is a native of Ncav York, but 
 moved with his parents to Michigan Avhen 
 he was an infant. His father died, leaving 
 the mother in destitute circumstances, and 
 Avith a family of four children to support 
 and educate. Bob Aventfrom Jackson (Mich- 
 igan) to Detroit, Avith Captain Deland, in 
 the capacity of Avaiter in the Nmth Michi- 
 
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 gan. With that regiment he went to 
 Louisville, West Point, Ky., and Eliza- 
 bethtoA\Ti, Ky., — at the last named place 
 being appointed drummer boy. Subse- 
 quently he was in six battles, namely, 
 Lebanon, Murfreesboro, Chattanooga, 
 Shelbyville, McMinnsville, and Freder- 
 icksburg. At the battle of Murfrees- 
 boro, where the Union forces were taken 
 by surprise before daylight, in the morn- 
 ing, after beating the long-roll, and pulling 
 the fifer out of bed to assist him, he threw 
 aside his drum, and seizing a gun, fired 
 sixteen rounds at the enemy from the 
 window of the court-house in which his 
 regiment was quartered ; but the Union 
 men were compelled to surrender, and they 
 were all taken pi'isoners, though immedi- 
 ately paroled, and afterward sent to Camp 
 Chase, Ohio. Soon as the news came 
 from the Rappahannock that Bob had lost 
 his drum in that terrible tempest of fire 
 and iron, the New York Tribune Associa- 
 tion promised to make good his loss and 
 give him a new drum. If ever a little 
 fellow deserved both drum and drumsticks, 
 it was Robert Hendershot, the gallant 
 little Western drummer boy, Avhose 
 " spunk " elicited the admiration of Burn- 
 side. 
 
 Heavy Firing— No Causalties : and Why. 
 It was almost always observed that 
 when the Confederate and Union troops 
 were lying near one another for any length 
 of time, they became quite communicative 
 and friendly. They forgot that they were 
 enemies, and a kind of chivalric honor and 
 courtesy was strictly observed during their 
 pelf-appointed truce. If they were com- 
 pelled to fire during the existence of this 
 self-constituted armistice, they fired the 
 first volley in the air, so as to give the 
 others time to get back. The following 
 incident, which happened in front of the 
 Fourteenth Corps, at Atlanta, Georgia, 
 shows how much tickli^hness there was 
 about ' honor ' on such occasions : 
 
 The Federal works Avere pretty close to 
 those of the Confederates, and the pixjkets 
 nearly met in the centre. There Avas no 
 firing along the lines, and it occurred to 
 the poor fellows on both sides that it v/ould 
 be pleasant to get up out of their rifle-pits, 
 stretch their cramped limbs, and have a 
 little friendly intercourse with their neigh- 
 bors. So a sort of ventriloquism conver- 
 sation ensued from the pits, and, all pre- 
 liminaries being satisfactorily arranged, a 
 regular truce* was agreed upon. They 
 jumped up, shook off the dirt, and met in 
 so friendly a way that one would have 
 thought they were the best and most lov- 
 ing neighboi's in the world. Trade was 
 carried on on a small scale, escapes and 
 adventures recounted, and home friends 
 and scenes warmly discussed. In the 
 midst of all this, the rebels in the rear 
 called out to their comrades, 
 
 " Boys, come back, the Major is com- 
 ing." 
 
 Now it happened that " the Major " was 
 an old, rusty, crusty customer, and had no 
 hand in the truce at all, so when he came 
 uji he was in a fume, and called out, 
 
 " — yf>u, come back here ; and why 
 the — don't you fire ? " 
 
 The men Avent back, but refused to fire 
 on the Federals until they had got to their 
 pits, which set the major in such a boiling 
 rage that he snatched a gun and popped 
 at one of the Yankees, slightly Avounding 
 him. A regular cry of indignation at 
 such a violation of faith Avas raised by his 
 men, and five of them actually walked out 
 of his lines into the Union, owning that 
 they could not, in justice to their lionor, 
 serve any longer in an army Avhere honor- 
 able treaties were so grossly violated. 
 Their comrades refused to interfere, and 
 evidently deeply sjTnpathized with their 
 offended dignity. The Union boys re- 
 ceived them warmly; even the Avounded 
 man joined in the welcome. The following 
 day the rebel picket called out in a quiet 
 Avay to the Yankees, 
 
 " Boys, we ain't allowed to hold any in- 
 
GllEAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 
 
 341 
 
 tercourse with you ; but if you attack us 
 to-night, we ain't going to fight hard." 
 
 It was settled to the satisfaction of all 
 parties that the Federals were to attack 
 them, and both parties to fire in the air, 
 and while the firing was hottest the Fede- 
 ral boys was to capture them. Accord- 
 ingly at night the Federals made a vigor- 
 ous attack, and, after some very heavy 
 firing, captured over one hundred men and 
 seven officers. What sounded strange to 
 the uninitiated was — " heavy firing, no cas- 
 ualties." 
 
 General H. W. Slocum. 
 
 • 
 
 Paying- to have a Hand in the Fig-ht. 
 In the conflict that took place at West 
 Point in the spring of 1862, as General 
 Franklin came on the ground, (late in 
 the afternoon,) he discovered a soldier 
 scrambling up the sand bank, and hailed 
 him. " What are you doing there, Sir ; 
 where is your regiment ? " thundered the 
 General. " From that transport, yer 
 honor, and I paid the fellow three dollars 
 to bring me over, so that I could take a 
 hand in the fight." " You're a brave 
 fellow," remarks the General, " and I will 
 see you cared for." He was directed to 
 his regiment. The General subsequently 
 ascertained that the man was so anxious 
 to take part in the fight, that he had paid 
 the boatman three dollars to land him, so 
 that he might take a hand in it. General 
 Franklin sent him a five dollar gold piece, 
 
 and promised to reward him for his 
 bravery. 
 
 Igmoble End of a Washingrton. 
 
 The death of John A. Washington cre- 
 ated quite a sensation throughout the 
 whole country, on account of his identifi- 
 cation with the great name and family of 
 the Father of his Country. He fell, on 
 the aftei'uoon of September 15th, 1861> 
 about seven miles south of Elk Water 
 camp. It seems that, in company with 
 three other Rebel officers he was approach- 
 ing the Federal fortifications with a view 
 of making a reconnoissance. Secreted in 
 the bushes, by the road-side, were a num- 
 ber of the Seventeenth Indiana regiment, 
 and, as Washington and his companions 
 came up the road, the Indiana boys rose 
 from their concealment and fired. Wash- 
 ington fell from his horse, on the first 
 round, having received three bullets, two 
 of which passed entirely through his body, 
 entering at the right breast. One of the 
 other officers was also hit, but the two re- 
 maining unhurt managed to get him away 
 by supporting him on his horse. 
 
 The body of Washington was conveyed 
 to the quarters of Colonel Waggoner. 
 He lived for the space of half an hour, 
 and never spoke save to utter once, " O, 
 my God ! " The next day his body Avas 
 sent to the rebel camp, under a flag of 
 truce. In the pockets of Washington 
 were found one hundred dollars in United 
 States gold currency, and a splendid gold 
 watch. His dress was new, and of the 
 most elegant make, broadcloth coat and 
 pants, an(T a white satin vest. His shoul- 
 der-straps denoted him to be a Colonel. 
 He early paid the penalty of treason to 
 that Government, in defence of which he, 
 above all other American citizens, ought 
 willingly and proudly to have raised his 
 arm and poured forth his blood, instead of 
 fatuitously following the lead of such men 
 as Letcher, Wise, and other Virginia high- 
 priests of treason and blood. To Wise's 
 example and threats, in especial, is due 
 
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 the sacrifice of the noblest blood of the 
 Old Dominion, for to none more than to 
 him did the chivahy of Virginia look for 
 their political cue. 
 
 Shade of George Washington — pa- 
 ter patrice — alas ! 
 
 Gen. Henry A. Wise. 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Determinecl Capture of a Texan Battle-Flag-^ 
 On the 9th of October, 18G2, Colonel 
 Fuller, commander of the First Brigade, 
 Second Division, of the Mississippi Army, 
 forwarded to Governor Tod, of Ohio, the 
 battle-flag of the Sixth Texas Regiment, 
 which was captured by a private of the 
 Twenty-seventh Ohio Infantry, at the bat- 
 tle of Corinth, October 4th. The history 
 of the capture of this flag is most inter- 
 esting. 
 
 The rebels, in four close columns, were 
 pressing with gallantry, amounting to 
 recklessness, upon the Ohio Brigade, with 
 the evident intention of breaking our lines, 
 when the terrible and incessant fire of our 
 men drove «them back in the utmost con- 
 fusion. 
 
 The Sixth Texas bore downi upon the 
 left centre of the Twenty-seventh Ohio, 
 with this flag at the head of their column, 
 and advanced to wdthin six or eight yards 
 of our lines, when Orrin B. Gould, a pi'i- 
 vate of Company G, shot down the color- 
 bearer, and rushed forward for the rebel 
 flaor. 
 
 A rebel officer shouted to his men to 
 " save the color," and at the same moment 
 put a bullet into the breast of Gould, but 
 the young hero was not to be intimidated. 
 With the flag-staff in. his hand, and the 
 bullet in his breast, he returned to his 
 regiment, waving the former defiantly in 
 the faces of the enemy. After the battle, 
 Colonel Fuller visited the hospital, and 
 found young Gould stretched upon a cot, 
 evidently in great pain. Upon seeing the 
 Colonel, his pale face Avas instantly radi- 
 ant with smiles, and pointing to his wound, 
 he said, " Colonel, I don't care for tliis, 
 since I got their flag," 
 
 Captain Tilden's Lucky Escape. 
 Captain Tilden, of the Sixteenth Maine 
 regiment, was taken prisoner in the fight 
 for the Weldon Railroad, in August, 1864, 
 and carried on the way to Richmond about 
 four miles from Petersburg, when he 
 slipped from a car and escaped. Having 
 on a light colored and broad brimmed 
 Kossuth hat, and a rubber overcoat, was 
 unquestionably liis bodily salvation. The 
 fact that it rained nearly all the time he 
 was a prisoner gave no look of strange- 
 ness or ground for suspicion in his wear- 
 ing his rubber coat, while his broad brim- 
 med beaver gave him the air and tone of 
 a true southerner " to the manor born." 
 At all events, he walked freely through 
 
 
 
 Captain Tilden's Lucky Escape. 
 
 the streets and public places of Peters- 
 burg, picking up much valuable informa- 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 
 
 343 
 
 tion, wliicli he afterwards imparted to- the 
 Union commanding generals. When he 
 first struck the rebel lines with a view to 
 get through them, he was fortunate enough 
 in his plan of concealment and observa- 
 tion to hear a Confederate soldier remark 
 to another : " The yanks will have hard 
 work getting through our three battle 
 lines here, but down below, where there is 
 only a thin skirmish line, it ain't so safe, I 
 reckon." The Captain thought he Avould 
 take a look after that " thin skirmish line," 
 and he found it. The heavy storm and 
 dense darkness of the night enabled him 
 to get through the line. He did not get 
 through any too quick, for two shots were 
 fired at him while between the Confede- 
 rate skirmish line and his own. He finally 
 came upon the pickets of his own brig- 
 ade — a piece of good fortune pleasingly 
 agreeable, and quite as remarkable as 
 ajrreeable. 
 
 A Milesian's Plucky Defence of the Flag-. 
 The transport of the Confederate prison- 
 ers from New Orleans, to Baton Rouge, on 
 boai'd the steamer Empire Parish, elicited 
 many a meiTy incident. In the saloon of the 
 steamer there was noticed a lubberly rebel 
 with a little flag, to which he seemed de- 
 sirous to attract attention, as he occasion- 
 ally flourished it, with remarks disparaging 
 to the Union cause. An mider-sized 
 Union soldier was on guard, apparently 
 mdifferent to what was going on ; but the 
 sequel proved that, though his mouth was 
 shut, his ears were open, for suddenly he 
 dropped his musket, and, quick as light- 
 ning, " let go his left mawley," and the 
 frontispiece of the rebel coloi'-bearer being 
 in the way, tliere Avas a collision, in which 
 the frontispiece got the worst of it, its 
 owner tiying the while to secure his flag 
 by hiding it in his bosom. He was foiled, 
 as the plucky little Milesian (for he proved 
 by his brogue that he was a " broth of a 
 boy,") Avent down after it, secured it, and 
 flapping the well-earned trophy in the face 
 of his foe, remarked, " You bloody ribil. 
 
 you can't flap that bastard flag in these 
 Imes. Who's got another ? " That was 
 the last of the flas insults. 
 
 As Good as a Captured Gun. 
 There was an odd character among 
 Berdan's Sharpshooters, near Yorktown. 
 known as " Old Seth." He Avas quite an 
 ' individooal,' and a crack shot — one of the 
 best in the regiment. " His " instrument," 
 as he termed it, was one of the heaviest 
 telescopic rifles. One night, at the time 
 of roll call, Old Seth was non est. This 
 was somewhat unusual, as the old chap 
 was always up to time. A sergeant Avent 
 out to hunt him up, he being somewhat fear- 
 ful that the old man had been hit. After 
 
 As good as a Captured Gun. 
 
 perambulating around in the advance of 
 the picket line, he heard a Ioav " Halloo ! " 
 "Who's there?" inquired the sergeant. 
 " It's me," responded Seth, " and I've cap- 
 tured a secesh gun." " Bring it in," said 
 the sergeant. " Can't do it,"- exclaimed 
 Seth. It soon became apparent to the 
 sergeant, that " Old Seth " had the exact 
 range of one of the enemy's heaviest guns, 
 and they could not load it for fear of being 
 picked off'by him. Again the old man shout- 
 ed, " Fetch me a couple of haversacks full 
 of grvib, as this is my gun, and the cussed 
 varmints sha'nt fii'e it agin, Avhile the 
 
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 scrimmage lasts." This was clone, and 
 the old patriot kept a good watch over 
 that gun. In fiict it was a captured gun 
 as good as that. 
 
 Pemberton's Question about Grant 
 Answered. 
 
 In one of the assaults upon Vicksburg 
 Lieutenant-Colonel Graham, of the Twen- 
 ty-second Iowa infantry, was taken prisoner. 
 This officer, with three companies, had 
 gained a position in the ditch in front of 
 the rebel works. (Sending for spades, he 
 commenced to throw up traverses to pro- 
 tect him from an enfilading fii-e, and then 
 sent for reinforcements. The Lieutenant- 
 Colonel, however, had barely time to con- 
 gratulate himself on the security of his 
 
 Gen. John C. Pemberton. 
 
 position, and the fact that the colors of 
 the Twenty-second had been planted on 
 the parapet of the fort before them, ere 
 an awkward turn was given to his reflec- 
 tions, by the ingenious enemy. Unable 
 to reach our men with musket, bayonet or | 
 artillery, they resorted to the effective 
 mode of lighting the fuses of shells and 
 dropping them over the parapet into the 
 ditch below. Unable to either run or stay, 
 our men took a middle course, and surren- 
 dered. 
 
 The party was conducted to the county 
 jail, with the exception of Colonel Gra- 
 ham, who was taken before General Pem- 
 
 berton. The rebel commander propounded 
 the following questions : 
 
 " What regiment do you belong to ? " 
 
 " Is the Twenty-second Iowa an Abo- 
 lition regiment?" 
 
 " How many nigger regiments have you 
 fellows got out there ? " 
 . " What is that fellow Grant trying to 
 do?" 
 
 " How many men have you got in your 
 army ? " 
 
 The answers of the indignant officer at 
 these interrogatories can be readily imag- 
 ined ; assuring Pemberton that " that 
 fellow Grant " meant to and would take 
 Vicksburg, and receiving the reply, " No, 
 
 by , he won't ! " Colonel Graham 
 
 was sent to join his friends in the prison. 
 
 Emptying- a Hawk's Nest. 
 At one point in the battle of Chatta- 
 nooga there was a lull — at least it had 
 gone f;hattering and tlunulering down the 
 line, and tlie boys were as much " at 
 ease " as boys can be upon whom, at any 
 moment, the storm may roll back again. 
 To be sure occasional shots, and now and 
 then a cometary shell, kept them alive ; 
 but one of the boys ran down to a little 
 spring, and towards the Avoods where the 
 enemy lay, for water. He had just stopped 
 and swung down his canteen, when, ' tick ! ' 
 — a rifle ball struck it at an angle and 
 bounded away. He looked around an 
 instant, discovered nobody, thought it was 
 a chance shot — a piece of lead, that goes 
 at a killing rate -without malice prepense ; 
 and so, nowise infirm of pui-pose, he again 
 bent to get the water. ' Ping ! ' a second 
 bullet cuts the cord of his canteen, and 
 the boy " got the idea " — a sharpshooter 
 was after him — and he went to the right- 
 about on the double quick to the ranks. 
 A soldier from another part of the line 
 made a pilgrimage to the spring, was 
 sti-uck, and fell by its brink. But where 
 was the marksman ? Two or three boys 
 ran out to draw his fire, while others 
 watched : ' Crack ! ' went the unseen piece 
 
GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 
 
 345 
 
 again, and some keen-eyed fellow spied a 
 smoke rolling out from a little cedar. 
 This was the spot, then, where the rebel 
 had made him a haAvk's nest — in choice 
 Indian, a Chattanooga in the tree — and 
 drawing the covert around Iiim, was taking 
 a quiet hand at ' steeple-shooting ' at long 
 range. 
 
 A big, blue-eyed German, tall enough 
 to look into the third generation, and a 
 sharpshooter withal, volunteered to dis- 
 lodge him. Dropping into a little runway 
 that neared the tree diagonally, he turned 
 upon his back, and worked himself cau- 
 tiously along ; reaching a point perilously 
 close, he Avhipped over, took him as he 
 lay, and God and his true right hand 
 " gave him good deliverance." Away 
 flew the bullet, an instant elapsed, the 
 volume of the cedar parted, and, " like a 
 big frog," as the boys described it, out 
 leaped a gray-back, the hawk's nest was 
 empty, and a dead rebel lay under the 
 tree. It was neatly done by the German 
 man grown. May he live to tell the story 
 a thousand limes to his moon-faced grand- 
 childi'en. 
 
 Pollj, the Reverend General, in the very 
 Tightest Place. 
 
 An English oiRcer, Colonel Freemantle, 
 who served for some time in the rebel 
 army, and lived long enough in the South 
 to make the acquaintance of a number of 
 the prominent men there, afterward pub- 
 lished a book relating his experience- 
 In this book he tells the following story, 
 as it Avas told him by Lieutenant- General 
 Polk : — Well, sir, it was at the battle of 
 Perryville, late in the evening — in fact, 
 it was almost dark, Avhen Lindell's battery 
 came into action. Shortly after the arrival, 
 I observed a body of men, whom I thought 
 to be Confederates, standing at an angle 
 to this brigade, and Ix-ing obliquely at the 
 newly arrived troops. I said, "Dear me, 
 this is very sad and must be stopped ; " so 
 I turned round, but could find none of my 
 young men, so. I deten. ined to ride my- 
 22 
 
 self and settle the matter. Having can- 
 tered to the Colonel of the regiment that 
 was firing, I asked him, in angry tones, 
 Avhat he meant by shooting his own friends. 
 He answered with surprise, 
 
 " I don't think there can be any mistake 
 about it ; I am sure they are the enemy." 
 
 " Enemy ! Why, I have only just left 
 them myself. Cease firing, sir. What is 
 your name ? " 
 
 "My name is Colonel , of the 
 
 Indiana ; I pray, sir, who are you ? " 
 
 Then I saAV, to my astonishment, that I 
 Avas in the rear of a regiment of Yankees. 
 Well, I saw there Avas no hope but to 
 
 Gou. LeoniJus Po^k. 
 
 brazen it out ; my dark Wouse and the in- 
 creasing obscurity befriended me ; so I 
 approached quite close to him, and shook 
 my fist in his face, saying. 
 
 " I'll shoAv you who I am, sir ! Cease 
 firing, sir, at once ! " 
 
 I then turned my horse and cantered 
 sloAvly doAvn the line, shouting authorita- 
 tively to the Yankees to cease firing ; at 
 the same time I experienced a disagreea- 
 ble sensation, like screwing up my back, 
 and calculating how many bullets Avould 
 be between my shoulders every minute. 
 I wa^ afraid, to increase my pace till I got 
 to a small copse. When I put the spurs 
 in and galloped back to my men. I Avent 
 up to the nearest Colonel, and said: " Colo- 
 nel, I have reeonnoitered those felloAvs 
 
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 pretty closely, and there is no mistake who 
 they are ; you may get up and go at them." 
 And I assure you, sir, that the slaughter 
 of that Indiana regiment was the greatest 
 I have seen in this war. 
 
 Hovey's Brilliant Charge— the Preachers' 
 Eegiment. 
 One of the most brilliant and daring 
 operations m the fight at Vicksburg, was 
 performed by General Hovey, at the head 
 of several of his regiments. He had met 
 with varied success all the morning — some- 
 times gaining a little, and again being 
 driven. The heights were steep, the ene- 
 my numerous, their positions almost inac- 
 cessible and protected by timber, while 
 from evei-y crest on the heights their bat- 
 teries rained hurricanes of death upon his 
 thu-sty, weary col- 
 umn. Finally, about ^^ 
 noon, the General ^~^ 
 aiTanged a storming ^ 
 party, and heading - 
 them in person, mov- ^ 
 ed directly up a gorge 
 in the hills,every inch 
 of which was swept 
 by the musketry antl 
 artillery of the cue 
 my. Two four ant^ 
 one six gun batter} 
 commanded the 
 gorge, and on both 
 sides of it were mass- 
 ed heavy supports of 
 
 infantry. On went the storming party, 
 and in twenty minutes the gallant rem- 
 nant of those wlio started were hurrah- 
 ing over the possession of all the guns, 
 the crest of the hills, and the total rout 
 of the infantry. In this charge the Twen- 
 ty-fourth Iowa — a regiment made up 
 largely of clergymen, and hence known 
 a.s the " preachers' regiment " — was fore- 
 most, and was nearly annihilated. No 
 more gallant thing has been done in the 
 history of gallant efforts. 
 
 Ahead of his Troops. 
 During the fog and darkness of the 
 night on which Decatur was taken, Gen- 
 eral Dod^e, Colonel Spencer, of his staff, 
 and a few others, thinking that the troops, 
 who were to cross at another point, had 
 quietly occupied the place, started in a 
 little boat to row directly across to the 
 town. The fog was so close that it was 
 impossible to see anything. As the boat 
 neared the Decatur shore, a sentinel on 
 shore heard it splashing and hailed, "Who 
 goes there ? " Thinking it to be a Union 
 soldier, the General sang out, '' General 
 Dodge." Bang ! went the gun of the 
 sentinel — ^lie was a rebel picket. The 
 boat was instantly put to the right-about, 
 and got safely away, although fired at 
 by all the p-uard. The General wisely 
 
 Ahead of his Troops. 
 
 determined not to take Decatur without 
 the aid of troops, and waited until he 
 knew they had made a landing. 
 
 Lee's Great Army Surrendered and the Re- 
 bellion in its Final Gasp. 
 
 The first week in April — immediately 
 following the evacuation and surrender of 
 Richmond to Geneial Grant — General 
 Lee found himself in x position from which 
 he could not possibly extricate himself. 
 His army lay mass*" d a shoi't distance west 
 
GEEAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEEOISM, ETC, 
 
 347 
 
 of Appomattox Court House ; his last 
 avenue of escape toward Danville on the 
 southwest was gone ; Mead was in his 
 rear on the east and on his right flank 
 north of Appomattox Court House ; Sheri- 
 dan had headed him off completely, by- 
 getting between liim and Lynchburg; 
 General Ord was on the south of the 
 court-house, near the railroad ; the 
 troops were in the most enthusiastic 
 
 On receipt of this, General Lee at once 
 dispatched another, requesting a personal 
 interview for the object named m General 
 Grant's previous communication, viz., the 
 surrender of the entire rebel army. A 
 flag of truce proceeded to Appomattox 
 Court House shortly after noon, and at 
 about two o'clock the two generals met at 
 the house of Mr. W. McLean. General 
 Lee was attended by General Marshall, 
 his adjutant-general ; 
 General Grant, by 
 Colonel Parker, one 
 of his chief aids-de- 
 camp. General Grant 
 arrived about fifteen 
 minutes later than 
 General Lee, and en- 
 tered the parlor where 
 the latter was aAvait- 
 mg him. 
 
 The two generals 
 greeted each other 
 with dignified courte- 
 sy, and after a few 
 moments conversation, 
 proceeded to the busi- 
 ness before them. Lee 
 spirits, and the rebel army was doomed, immediately alluded to the conditions 
 Lee's last effort was that of attempting to ' named by General Grant for the snrren- 
 
 V 1 
 
 Surrender of Gen. Lee and his Army to Gen. Grant 
 
 cut his way through Sheridan's lines, but 
 it totally failed. 
 
 Qn the seventh, a correspondence, look- 
 ing to the surrender of Lee's army, com- 
 menced between himself and General 
 Gi-ant, the purport of General Lee's first 
 note being to ascertain the best terais on 
 which he could surrender his army. Gen- 
 eral Grant's reply not being to Lee's mind, 
 the latter commmiicated to General Grant 
 a request for a personal interview at a 
 certain place, at ten o'clock on the morning 
 of the ninth, to arrange " terms of peace." 
 As this was changing the question at issue, 
 and under discussion, and one Avhich Gen- 
 eral Grant had neither the inclination nor 
 the authority to decide, he replied in a 
 note Avhich admitted of no misconstruction, 
 and which virtually ended the negotiations. 
 
 der, characterized them as exceedingly 
 lenient, and said he would gladly leave all 
 the details to General Grant's OAvn discre- 
 tion. The latter stated the terms of pa- 
 role — that the arms should be stacked, the 
 artillery parked, and the supplies and mu- 
 nitions turned over to him, the officers 
 retaining their side arms, horses, and per- 
 sonal effects. General Lee promptly as- 
 sented to the conditions, and the agreement 
 of surrender was engrossed and signed 
 by General Lee at half-past three o'clock. 
 Thus substantially ended the interview. 
 Both generals wore the very impersona- 
 tion of dignity and courtesy in their beai'- 
 ing. Lee looked very much jaded and 
 worn, but, nevertheless, presented the 
 same magnificent physique for which he 
 was always noted. He was neatly dressed 
 
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 in gray clotli, without embroidery or any 
 insignia of rank, except three stars worn 
 on the turned portion of his coat collar. 
 He also wore a very fine sword. Grant 
 had no side arms. 
 
 The large marble-topped centre table 
 on which the two generals signed the 
 minutes, was of a somewhat antiquated 
 style, and was afterwards purchased by 
 
 Gen Geo. A after. 
 
 General Ord for fifty dollars. General 
 Custer purchased the other table, of small 
 size, on which the documents w^ere pre- 
 pared, for twenty-five dollars. The onl}' 
 trophies left Mr. McLean were the chairs 
 occupied by the two generals and the 
 room itself in which the meeting took 
 place. Numerous offers were made for 
 the chairs, but Mr. McLean steadily re- 
 fused to part with thenj. Finally, two 
 cavalry officers, one of them a Colonel, 
 finding that they could not obtain tlie 
 chairs by any other means, seized them 
 by force and made off with them. They 
 
 had endeavored to make the owner take 
 money for them, but he had thrown the 
 proffered greenbacks on the floor. After 
 they had been gone some time a cavalry 
 officer rode up to the house, called Mr. 
 McLean out, thrust a ten dollar note in 
 his hand, and shouting, "that is for the 
 Colonel's chair," rode off in hot haste. 
 
 After the interview. General Lee re- 
 turned to his own camp, about half a mile 
 distant, where his leading officers were 
 assembled awaiting his return. He an- 
 nounced the result and the terms, wdiere- 
 iipon they expressed great satisfaction at 
 the leniency of the conditions. They 
 then approached him m order of rank, 
 shook hands, expressing satisfaction at his 
 course, and their regret at parting. The 
 fact of surrender and the liberal terms 
 were then announced to the troops, and 
 when General Lee appeared among them 
 he was loudly cheered. 
 
 On Monday, between nine and ten 
 o'clock in the forenoon, General Grant 
 and staff rode out in the direction of the 
 rebel lines, and on a hill just beyond the 
 court-house, where a full view of the 
 rebel army could be obtained. General 
 Lee was met, attended by but one staff 
 officer and orderlies. The Generals halted, 
 and, seated on their horses, conversed for 
 nearly an hour upon the prospects for the 
 future, each seeming to realize the mighty 
 influence which the events of the present 
 were to have upon it. General Lee sig- 
 nified very emphatically his desire for a 
 total cessation of hostilities, and indicated 
 his intention to do all in his power to effect 
 that end. This was the last interview 
 between the two gi-eat commanders. 
 
PART IV.— ^STAVAL SfiEXES ANTD KXPLOTTS. 
 
PART FOURTH. 
 
 ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION— NAVAL AND COMMERCIAL. 
 SQUADRON, FLEET, FLOTILLA, STEAMER, GUNBOAT, TRANS- 
 PORT, AND PRIVATEER,— THEIR CRUISES, OFFICERS, CREWS- 
 PERFORMANCES, ETC. 
 
 Terrible Engagements; Suffering and Death for the Flag; Horrors and Havoc 
 OF Modern Bombardment; Blockade Exploits; Daring Feats of Seamanship; 
 Furious Personal Combats ; Long and Exciting Chases ; Escapes, Kescues, Prizes ; 
 Thrilling Catastrophes and Tragedies ; Captures, Sinkings, and Surrenders ; 
 Awkward Landsmen, Raw Marines, Jolly Veterans, and Treacherous Pilots; 
 Jack Afloat and Ashore ; Freaks, Drolleries, Haps and Mishaps, among the 
 Tarpaulins and Blue Jackets ; &c., &c. 
 
 " Shall we give her a broadside once more, my brave men ? 
 
 ' Ay I ay 1 ' ran the full, earnest cry ; 
 A broadside I a broadside 1 we'll give them again, 
 Then for God and the Right nobly die 1 " 
 Never, never will we surrender the ship ' — Lieut. Morris, of the " Cumberland.''' 
 
 Before I will permit any other flag than the Stars and Stripes to fly at her peak, I will fire a pistol into her maga- 
 zine and blow her vp. — Capt. Porter's reply to the demand to surrender the V. S ship "St. Mary." 
 
 X hope we'll win it '. I hope we'll win it ' — Dying words of Coxswain Jackson, of the " Wabashy" at Port Royal. 
 
 Tarpaulin Raking- a Traitor Fore and Aft. 
 
 the early days of the 
 rebellion, there were 
 at the United States 
 Marshal's office in 
 San Francisco, sev- 
 eral models of ships 
 which had been or- 
 namented with little 
 secession flags about 
 half the size of one's 
 hand. Tliey were made of paper, and 
 colored with red and blue ink. One, at 
 the mast head of the largest ship, bore the 
 name of Jeff. Davis, and the others were 
 the ordinary three-sCriped rag, adopted as 
 the Confederate ensign. On account of 
 the display of these flags, the only public 
 place in the city, the Marshal's office be- 
 came a sort of privileged quarters for 
 
 secessionists, and nothing was more com- 
 mon than to hear secession talk there. 
 This was particularly the case after the 
 news of the breaking out of hostilities. 
 
 The story goes, that while several gen- 
 tlemen were sitting in the Marshal's office, 
 attending to business, a big strapping fel- 
 loAv, all the way from South Carolina, 
 wHith a revolver peeping out from under 
 his coat-tail, strode into the place, with the 
 air of a Tarquin, and exclaimed : 
 
 "•Well, at last, thank God! we've got 
 these nutmeg-selling, mackerel- 
 catching, cod-livered Yankee sons 
 
 to come to it. That's just what I've been 
 wanting this many a day! — the nigger- 
 thieving, psalm-singing abolitionists ! We'll 
 skin 'em out of their boots." 
 
 The braggart had scarcely finished his 
 low-lived tirade, when one of the gentle- 
 men, Captain , of the ship , who 
 
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 was observed to be getting nervous, sud- 
 denly jumped up, and taking his place in 
 front of the fellow, and shaking his fists,' 
 replied : 
 
 " Now, sir, I don't know you, and don't 
 want to know you ; but I suppose you 
 designate me as one of those nutmeg-sell- 
 
 Eaking a Traitor. 
 
 l"g, 
 
 kee 
 ship 
 
 mackerel-catching, cod-livered 
 
 Yan- 
 
 . I am captain of the 
 
 -, and I want you to understand 
 
 that I will not allow any man to use such 
 language respecting me and my people, in 
 my presence. And if you don't recant, 
 I'll whip you here and now. I see your 
 pistol, but I don't care for it. You have 
 iiisulted me, sir, and you shall answer 
 for it." 
 
 The boaster, seeing the Captain's detei'- 
 mined bearing, and finding that he was in 
 downright earnest, replied by saying that 
 his remarks were general in their nature, 
 and not by any means intended to apply 
 to any particular person. Nothing was 
 further from his purpose than to insult 
 any person present, and particularly a 
 stranger. 
 
 To this the irate captain retorted: "The 
 language, sir, is an insult to the American 
 
 any living man. No one but a traitor and 
 a coward can talk in that way. Retract 
 it! retract it!" — and with this he com- 
 menced advancing upon the secessionist 
 Hercules, Avho began weakening in the 
 knees, and finally wilted, while tarpaulin 
 raked the traitor's fore and aft without 
 
 mercy. 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Not a Star Obscured. 
 There were many touching illustrations 
 evoked during the rebellion, of the love 
 cherished by some for the power under 
 which they had been nurtured from then- 
 very cradle, notwithstanding the contrary 
 pressure of circumstances and surround- 
 ings. One of these illustrations took the 
 following form : When Captain Armstrong 
 was about to surrender the navy yard at 
 Pensacola, his daughter, after vain en- 
 deavors to persuade him not so to act, de- 
 manded of him a dozen men, and she 
 Avould protect the place xmtil aid came ; 
 but no — he was untrue and disloyal, and 
 determined to act as he had decided ; the 
 old flag was hauled dovm from where it 
 had so long waved, and the renegade 
 Renshaw run his sword through it, vent- 
 ing his spleen upon the flag by which he 
 had so long lived in competence and lux- 
 ury. Human nature could not stand it, 
 and the brave, glorious-hearted Avoman, 
 seizing the flag, took her scissors and cut 
 from it the ' Union,' telling them that the 
 time was not far distant when she would 
 replace it unsulUed; but for the stripes, 
 she left them as their legacy, being their 
 just deserts. Not a star on that flag 
 would she allow to be obscured or destroy- 
 ed by the hand of treason. Brave-hearted, 
 noble woman ! 
 
 Last Gun of the Cumberland. 
 One of the greatest instances of patri- 
 otic devotion ever recorded in our o-wti or 
 any other nation's naval history, is that 
 of the last broadside of the Cumberland. 
 
 in her straggle with the Merrimac. Amid 
 name, and T for one will not stand it from | the dying thunders of those memorable 
 
NAVAL EXPLOITS, CHASES, ESCAPES, PEIZES, ETC, 
 
 353 
 
 guns, the noble vessel sank with her devoted 
 crew, with the Stars and Stripes still 
 proudly waving above their heads. 
 
 Neither the shots of the Congress, nor 
 of the Cumberland, had any more effect 
 upon the Merrimac than if they had been 
 so many peas or peanuts. But if they 
 could have kept the Merrimac off, she 
 never could have smik the Cumberland. 
 
 Naval Peacemaker. 
 
 They had then, nothing to do but stand 
 and fight and die like men. Buchanan 
 asked their commander, Lieutenant Morris, 
 " Will you surrender the ship ? " 
 " Never," said Morris, " never will we 
 surrender the ship." 
 
 Buchanan backed his infernal machine 
 off again, and the Cumberland fired as 
 rapidly as she could, but the Merrimac 
 once more ran her steel prow in ; and now 
 it was that Buchanan asked Lieutenant 
 Morris, calling him by name, 
 
 " Mr. Morris, will you surrender that 
 ship ? " 
 
 "iVever," said Morris ; " sink her l^' 
 The remaining act in this startling 
 drama is Avell known. The guns of the 
 Cumberland were coolly manned, loaded 
 and discharged, wliile the vessel was in a 
 sinkmg condition, and the good ship went 
 
 down with the flag flying defiantly at the 
 gaff, and many a heroic patriot perished 
 with her. 
 
 Going to See the Rebel Ram. 
 
 A captured Confederate vessel, iron 
 clad, and of the style commonly denomi- 
 nated " a ram," lay for several weeks in 
 the Delaware, off the Philadelphia navy 
 yardi She was something of a curiosity, 
 and was visited by many hundreds of citi- 
 zens and strangers. Prompted by this 
 feeling, the keeper of a restaurant pro- 
 posed one day to follow the track of the 
 multitude and treat his wife with a 
 sight of the rebel " ram." She consented, 
 and off they sailed. They duly reached 
 the iron deck of the vessel, went into her 
 iron hold, examined her armament, in- 
 spected the damages wrought upon her 
 by the guns of Uncle Sam, gazed upon 
 her iron nose, which was constructed to 
 be thrust impertinently into the affairs of 
 our aforesaid Uncle's webfooted property, 
 and, in short, investigated her, inside and 
 out. Having satisfied his curiosity, the 
 husband proposed to return to shore, when 
 tlie following conversation occurred : 
 
 " Now, my dear, we have seen the ves- 
 sel, let us go," said the husband. 
 
 " Well, yes, — ^but as we have taken the 
 trouble to come so far, we might as well 
 see what we came to look at," said the 
 Avife. 
 
 " You have seen enough of it, I should 
 think," said he. 
 
 " Why, no ! I have not seen it at all," 
 she replied. 
 
 " Seen what V he at last inquired with 
 surprise. 
 
 " Why, the animal that we came to see 
 — the sheep, or ram, or Avhat you call it." 
 
 Then there was an explosion. 
 
 The story was too good to be kept. It 
 was told to a visitor who called in the 
 morning for one of the capital 'stews' got 
 up at the friendly establishment in ques- 
 tion. The visitor enjoyed it very much-^ 
 he did ; and, after finishing his repast, 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 directed the waiter to inquire of his mis- 
 tress whether she had in her larder any 
 nice chops cut from the rebel " ram." The 
 simpleton actually delivered the message, 
 and the consequence Avas, that the last 
 ^een of the impertinent inquirer was the 
 tail of his coat, as he was leaving the 
 premises precipitately, with sundry broom- 
 sticks, boot-jacks, three-legged stools, 
 long-handled sauce pans, and other missiles 
 flymg after him. At la>st accounts he Avas 
 only too glad to be still running. 
 
 Pinal Answer of Parragut to the Emissa- 
 ries of Treason. 
 
 Just previous to the fall of Norfolk, Va., 
 Admiral Farragut, himself of Southern 
 birth, as was also his true and noble wife, 
 was invited by the emissaries of the insur- 
 gent chiefs to join his fortmie to their 
 cause. He promptly declined. The effort 
 to change his purpose was repeated. He 
 was urged by every consideration that it 
 was supposed could influence his pride or 
 ambition, by the ties of consanguinity and 
 place of birth, to side with his native 
 South ; he still refus^ed. Those chiefs weU 
 knew the man. They knew him better 
 than his own government then did, and 
 they knew the lion-like qualities that slum- 
 bered beneath his modest and habitually 
 retii'ing demeanor, and the achievements 
 of which he Avas capable when the latent 
 powers of the man should be roused to 
 active energy. As a last effort to Avin 
 him over to their cause, they offered him 
 any position Avhich he should be pleased 
 to name. Admiral Farragut is a man of 
 sincere but unobtrusive piety, a piety as 
 modest as his OAvn habitual deportment ; 
 but this assault lapon his loyal virtue Avas 
 more than his nature could endure, and, 
 Avith a sudden and sailor-like burst of in- 
 dignation, he replied, as he pohited to the 
 ' emblem of the republic, Avhich floated 
 near him, — 
 
 " Gentlemen, your 'efforts are useless. 
 I tell you I would see every man of you 
 
 , before I Avould raise my arm agamst 
 
 that flag." This ansAver Avas an extin- 
 guisher. 
 
 Norfolk soon fell, and Farragut was 
 Avarned that the South was no place for 
 him. A few hours only Avere allowed 
 him for escape with his family, leaving, as 
 he was compelled to do, all his property 
 behind, which was immediately absorbed 
 by the relentless confiscation of the foe. 
 He reached the house of a friend, north- 
 Avard of the Potomac, exclaiming, as he 
 did to him, — 
 
 " Here I am, without a farthing, or a 
 place Avhere I can lay my head ! " 
 
 In this way came Farragut to the North 
 — to the government to which he gave his 
 allegiance — to the flag he so nobly upheld 
 in many a fierce conflict with armed trea- 
 son. 
 
 TTnknoAvn Lady Visitor at the New Orleans 
 Pleet. 
 
 Just before the city of New Orleans had 
 been definitely surrendered by the author- 
 ities, and while the national fleet Avas 
 anchored off in sight, a small boat, pulled 
 by one pair of oars, Avas observed leaving 
 the levee. A closely veiled lady was no- 
 ticed in the stern. When she reached one 
 of the vessels, she drcAV back her veil and 
 beckoned to the officer of the watch. The 
 Captain, avIio had remarked that she Avas 
 young and apparently very Avinsome, 
 dreaded the influence of the fair syi'en 
 upon his subordinate, as with a gesture he 
 forbade his responding to the mute appeal, 
 and repaired himself to the gang\A'ay. 
 Probably he imagined that forty odd years 
 Avere more secure than tAventy from trea- 
 sonable temptation. 
 
 " Pray, Sir," she asked, in the most mu- 
 sical A'oice imaginable, " might I inquire 
 if a person named McLellan is on board ?" 
 
 At the same time she made l>im a brief 
 but imperative sign, which he consti'ued 
 to signify that he AA'as expected to reply in 
 the affirmative. 
 
 " Certainly there is, Madam ! " 
 
 (The Avhite lie is accounted for by the 
 
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 355 
 
 brilliancy of the flashing eyes which par- 
 tially bewildered the Captain.) 
 
 " Might I trouble you to give him this 
 letter ? " 
 
 As the Captain descended to take it 
 from one of the smallest and most delicate- 
 ly gloved hands he had ever seen, he par- 
 tially recovered that presence of mhid 
 which, had not deserted him once durmg 
 the fierce struggle of the preceding days. 
 He was unwilling that tlie first pair of 
 bright eyes he had seen for Aveeks should 
 vanish so quickly. Fluttered and perspir- 
 ing with excitement, he managed to say — 
 
 " Would you not -wish to step on board, 
 Madam, and speak with him ? " 
 
 A wicked smile flitted over the charm- 
 ing face before him, and but for his age? 
 and the wife he had left in the North, he 
 would infallibly have lost his heart. As 
 it was, he felt it almost going, and laid his 
 heavy hand upon it to check its disposition 
 for levanting from its legitimate owner. 
 
 " No ; I thank you" ; she said, " such 
 an unexpected pleasure might prove some- 
 what embarrassing." 
 
 Saying this, she again sat down, drew 
 her veil over her face, and making a sign 
 to the colored boatman, was pulled once 
 more towards the levee. 
 
 The Captain gazed after her, sighed, 
 and then looked at the letter. 
 
 "I suppose I must do duty for 'McLel- 
 lan ' on this occasion," he said ; " But who 
 the deuce can she be!" He then opened 
 it. 
 
 The letter contained a great deal of val- 
 uable information respecting the temper 
 of the population of the city. It also 
 stated that Forts Pike and Livingston 
 had been evacuated, and their garrisons 
 dispatched to join Beauregard at Corinth, 
 and distinctly affirmed that no Union sen- 
 timent could find expression in New Or- 
 leans until those who felt it could be guar- 
 anteed the protection of United States 
 troops against the temper of the populace. 
 Subsequent events proved that the fair 
 
 correspondent was right ; and the young 
 subaltern, who was only able to catch an 
 occasional glimpse of those magnetic eyes, 
 as she wa^ speaking to his commanding 
 officer, said that, " Never before was the 
 flashing glance of beauty one half so 
 agreeable." 
 
 There was more than one on board that 
 craft that night, whose pair of eyes will- 
 ingly forgot their accustomed slumber in 
 the deeper reverie caused by the charming 
 
 lady visitor. 
 
 • 
 
 Majer Downing on the Merrymac. 
 
 The prowess of the monster Memmac, 
 and the fate Avhich she met at the hands 
 of the brave and gallant Worden, has been 
 the theme for many pens, both grave and 
 satirical. A good specimen of the latter 
 will be found below. 
 
 It was a good joke, (according to Majer 
 Jack Downing) that the Kernel got off 
 
 . Lieut. Worden. 
 
 one day on Seward. You know (quoth 
 the Majer) what a solemn looking chap he 
 is naterally. Wal, since he has got to be 
 Chief Clerk to the President, he seems to 
 look solemer than ever. He cum into 
 Linkin's room, and the Kernel ses, " Have 
 you heard the news. Boss ? " " No," ses 
 Seward, " what is it ? " " Wal," ses Lin^ 
 kin, " the Giascutis is loose." " AVhat's 
 that ? " ses Seward. " Why," ses Liiikin, 
 
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 "ain't you never heard the story of the 
 Giascutis?" Seward sed he never had. 
 ""Wal," ses the Kernel, "I must tell you. 
 Several yeas ago a couple of Yankees 
 were travelin out West, an' they got out 
 of money. So they konkluded to ' raise 
 the wind ' as follers : They were to go into 
 a village an' announce a show, pretendin 
 that they had a remarkabal animil, which 
 they had jest captured on the Rocky 
 Mountings. A bran new beast, such as 
 was never seen before. The name was 
 the ' Giascutis.' It was to be shown 
 in a room, and one of the fellers was to 
 play Giascutis. He was put behind a 
 screen, an' had some chains to shake, an' 
 he also contrived to growl or howl as no 
 critter ever did before. Wal, the people 
 of the village all cum to see the Giascutis, 
 an' after the room was filled, his compan- 
 ion began to explain to the audience what 
 a terribal beast he had, how he killed ten 
 men, two boys an' five bosses in ketchin 
 him, an' now how he had got him, at 'enor- 
 mous expense,' to show him. Jest as 
 everybody was gapin an' starin, thar was, 
 all at once, a most terrific growlin and 
 howlin, an' rattlin of chains, an' in the ex- 
 citement the showman almost breathless? 
 yelled out at the top of his voice, " the 
 Giascutis is loose ! Run ! run ! run ! " 
 An' away went the people down stairs, 
 heels over head, losin all they had paid, 
 an' seein nothin." " Now," ses Linkin, 
 " the Merryraac is out, an' wen I read 
 about the wessels, an' tug boats an' steam- 
 ers all scamperin off as soon as she was 
 seen, I thought she was the Giascutis sure, 
 only I'm afraid she is real Giascutis an' no 
 mistake." Since then, Linkin calls the 
 Merrymac the Giascutis all the time. 
 
 pantaloons just below the right knee, tak- 
 ing the piece of cloth with it. The third 
 shot struck the gallant fellow's sword just 
 as he raised it in the air, and Avas ordering 
 his men to give a rousing cheer for 
 " Yankee Doodle." The cheer was given 
 in the storm of shot. 
 
 *' Charge ! Chester, Charge ! " 
 Captain Chester was a man of grit ; 
 without any of the oleaginious mixture. 
 He belonged to Pittsburg, and used to 
 carry coal to Memphis. When the war 
 broke out, the Confederates seized his 
 steamboats and his coal-barges, and re- 
 fused to pay him for the coal they had al- 
 ready purchased. The act roused all his 
 ire. He was a tall, athletic man, and had 
 followed the river thirty years. Although 
 surrounded by enemies, he gave them plain 
 
 Yankee Doodle in the Storm of Shot. 
 
 Master's Mate Arbane, of the Owaaco, 
 had a very narrow escape from death at 
 the battle of Galveston, three shot having 
 struck him in different places. One of 
 the bullets passed completely through the 
 crown of his cap, another penetrated his 
 
 " Charge ! Chester, Charge ' " 
 
 words. 
 
 " You are a set of thieves and rascals ! 
 You are cowards, every one of you ! " he 
 shouted. 
 
 He took off his coat, rolled up his shirt- 
 sleeves, bared his great brawny arms, 
 dashed his hat upon the ground. 
 
 " Now come on ! I'll fight every one of 
 you, you infernal rascals. I'll whip you 
 all. I challenge you to fight me. You 
 call yourselves chivalrous people. You 
 say you believe in fair play. If I Avhip 
 you shall give up my boats, but if I am 
 beaten, you are welcome to them," 
 
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 They laughed in his face, and said, 
 " Blow aAvay, old fellow. "We have got 
 your boats. Help yourself if you can." 
 A hot-headed secessionist cried out, " Hang 
 the Yankee." The crowd hustled him 
 about, but he had a few old friends, who 
 took his part, and succeeded in making his 
 
 escape. 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Thirty Tremendous Minutes. 
 The bombardment of Fort Sumter by 
 the iron-clads under Admiral Dupont was 
 equally magnificent and terrible. Unfor- 
 tunately, the Ironsides got disabled by the 
 current at a most critical hour. In this 
 plight, however, it only remained for Ad- 
 miral Dupont to signal to the fleet to dis- 
 regard the movements of the flagship. 
 This he did, and the ships then assumed 
 such positions as were availal)le and they 
 could gain, the whole number being at the 
 
 Admiral S. F. Dupont. 
 
 mouth of the harbor, between Cumming's 
 Point and Sullivan's Island, and opposite 
 the northeast and eastern face of Fort 
 Sumtei, at distances of from six hundred 
 to a thousand yards. While the manoeu- 
 \Tes of the Admiral were thus going on, 
 the enemy was not inactive. The power- 
 ful work on, Cumming's Point, named 
 Battery B, opened ; the long range rifle 
 ordnance of Fort Beauregard joined in ; 
 Moultrie hurled its heavy metal, the fifty 
 guns lining the Eedan swelled the fire ; 
 
 and the tremendous armament of Sumter 
 vomited forth its fiery hail. 
 
 There now ensued a period of not more 
 than thirty minutes, which formed the cli- 
 max and white heat of the fight ; for 
 though, from the time when the fire was 
 opened on the head of the approaching 
 line, to the time when the retiring fleet 
 passed out of the enemy's range, there was 
 an interval of two hours and a half, yet 
 the essence of the fight was shut up in 
 those thirty tremendous minutes. 
 
 The best resources of the descriptive 
 art, are feeble to paint so terrific and aw- 
 ful a reality. Such a fire, or anything 
 even approaching it, was simply never 
 seen before. The mailed ships were in the 
 focus of a concentric fire of those five 
 powerful works, from which they were re- 
 moved only some five to eight hundred 
 yards, and which in all could not have 
 mounted less than three hundred guns, 
 viz., the finest and largest guns from the 
 spoils of the Norfolk navy-yard, the splen- 
 did and heavy ten and eleven inch' guns 
 cast at the Tredegar Works, and the most 
 approved English rifled gmis, Whitworth 
 and others, of the largest calibre made. 
 There was something almost pathetic in 
 the spectacle of those little floating circu- 
 lar towers, exposed to the crushing Aveight 
 of those tons of metal, hurled against 
 them with the terrific force of modern 
 projectiles, and with such charges of pow- 
 der as were never before dreamed of in 
 artillery firing. During the climax of the 
 fire a hmidred and sixty shots were count- 
 ed in a single minute, and the shot struck 
 the iron-clads as fast as the ticking of a 
 watch. 
 
 It was less of the character of an ordi- 
 nary artillery duel, and more of the pro- 
 portions of a war of the Titans in the 
 elder mythologies. 
 
 Final Scene Aboard the Steamer Mississippi. 
 There is a startling combination of the 
 romantic and tragical in the destruc- 
 tion of the United States steam frigate 
 
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 Mississippi. The most exciting scenes 
 portrayed in the best English and Ameri- 
 can naval novels hardly exceed in vivid- 
 ness of description the matter-of-fact nar- 
 rative of this staggering event. 
 
 The Mississippi was the last in the line 
 of the fleet which attempted the passage 
 of the Port Hudson batteries, on the night 
 of March 14th. In going up, she was 
 struck by three or four shot only, and the 
 damage done was comparatively insignifi- 
 cant. But when she was at a point near- 
 ly in the centre of the range of batteries, 
 the smoke and steam from the boats in 
 advance, and from the batteries on shore, 
 so enveloped the ship that her pilot lost 
 his bearings, and the frigate grounded on 
 the right bank of the river. 
 
 For forty minutes she was exposed to a 
 terrific fire from all the batteries. During 
 tliis time she fired two hundred and fifty 
 rounds ; but her guns, one after another, 
 were nearly all dismounted ; her portholes 
 on the starboard side were 'knocked into 
 •^one ; twenty-five or thirty men were kill- 
 ed, and four wounded ; she was riddled 
 through and through with shot ; there 
 was no prospect of her ever floating again 
 — and, at last, in the utter hopelessness of 
 the case, Captain Smith gave the order for 
 her abandonment. 
 
 It is said that during all the time she 
 was under fire there was no particular ex- 
 citement on board. The orders were 
 quietly given and executed. The crew 
 were told to load and fire at the batteries 
 as rapidly as possible, and they did so as 
 long as there was a mounted gun to fire. 
 After the order to abandon the ship had 
 been given, and the crew had all left. 
 Captain Smith and Lieutenant Dewey 
 went around to see if there were any liv- 
 ing men among those lying on the deck, 
 and sprinkled turpentine in the ward-room, 
 setting it on fire. The Captain of the 
 forehold was ordered to fire the ship for- 
 ward, and they then abandoned her, leav- 
 ing the dead on deck. The Captain and 
 Lieutenant pulled in a boat for the Essex. 
 
 The abandoned ship was soon wrapt in 
 flames, and presently the fire reached the 
 magazine, blowing up the ship with a tre- 
 mendous explosion ; — and that was the 
 finale of the United States steam frigate 
 
 Mississippi. 
 
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 Roberts's Half-Hour's Visit at Island No. 10. 
 
 One Wednesday night, five launches, one 
 from each gunboat, and carrying in all fifty 
 seamen and soldiers, amied to the teeth, 
 '' might have been seen," a little after dark, 
 pushing out from the various gunboats at 
 Island No. 10, and gathering under the 
 shadows of the willows that fringe the 
 Kentucky shore. Each boat had an officer 
 in command, and the whole were in charge 
 of Lieutenant- Colonel Roberts, of the For- 
 ty-second Illinois infantry. 
 
 The strictest silence was observed — not 
 a whisper nor even the splash of an oar 
 broke the stillness. At length everything 
 was ready, and giving themselves to the 
 
 llalf-houi s M-it it 1^1 md iNo lu 
 
 current, the boats started down the stream, 
 the oarsmen quietly giving each boat suffi- 
 cient motion only to enable the steersman 
 io it to keep close within the shadows. In 
 this mysterious manner they departed, and 
 speedily disappeared in the darkness. 
 
 An hour later, and the solitary rebel 
 sentry, who, musket in hand, paced for- 
 ward and backward along the parapet of 
 the upper battery, had his thoughts dis- 
 turbed by a remarkable appearance. He 
 had just entered the depths of a cogitation, 
 
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 the main features of which probably were 
 that Yankees are vulgar, base, low-born 
 mud-sills ; that Southerners are chivalrous, 
 noble, knightly, superior ; and that one of 
 the latter is just an equal match for from 
 five to twenty-five of the former, — when 
 suddenly happening to glance toward the 
 river, his eyes caught sight of numberless 
 black objects drifting slowly toward him, 
 and above these dark masses were lumi- 
 nous points and flashes, which seemed to 
 envelope them like a net-work of ghostly 
 phosphorescent flame. He rubbed his 
 eyes, looked again at these mysterious 
 phenomena, and was about to conclude 
 that something was abroad, when suddenly 
 a voice was heard, " Give tvay!" — fifty 
 oars dropped in the water, and the dark- 
 looking objects, with the swiftness of 
 thought, shot straight for his position. He 
 had only time to see that the supernatural 
 light was the gleam of bayonets, and then 
 to his disorderec? vision there appeared to 
 be coming at him a hundred boats, each 
 carrying a thousand Yankees. With a yell 
 of horror he pulled off his piece in the air, 
 and fled with the darkness, no more to be 
 seen. 
 
 He had no more than left when the five 
 boats struck the bank, their contents poured 
 ashore and took possession of the battery, 
 guards were posted around, and their rat- 
 tail files and sledge-hammers were brought 
 into requisition with a success that, in the 
 course of half an hour, effectually spiked 
 every gun — there were seven — in the bat- 
 tery. The party remained in the woi'ks 
 about an hour, and then, without hearing 
 a word from the enemy, returned to the 
 fleet. A very profitable evening call at 
 ' No. 10.' 
 
 ■Western Steamboat Saved by a Woman. 
 The steamer City of Alton, belonging 
 to St. Louis, and plying between that city 
 and Cairo, was nearfl^ sui-prised and taken 
 by the rebels under Jeff". Thompson, who 
 had stolen down the river at the town of 
 Commerce, and were prepared to board I head 
 
 the boat on its arrival at that place, — and 
 which would all have been carried out but 
 for the interposition of a brave woman. 
 
 On approaching Commerce, the mate, 
 who was on the watch, saw a woman (Mrs. 
 Eversoll) on the bank, gesticulating vio- 
 lently, surrounded by a few men, and ever 
 and anon her two little girls would tug at 
 her dress, as if to induce her to keep 
 quiet. The mate was uncharitable enougli 
 to think that the woman had been indulg- 
 ing in liquor, and knew not what she did ; 
 but there was 'method m her madness.' 
 The mail was to be put out, and wood to be 
 taken, and despite the continued waving 
 of the woman's hand northward, the boat 
 stood into shore. At last the boat Avas 
 about to touch the shore, and the plank 
 was half way over the bow, when — the 
 knot of persons of wliich the ' guardian 
 angel ' formed the most attractive object, 
 being about fifty steps from the water — 
 the mate heard her exclaim : 
 
 " Go back ! go back ! " Jeff". Thompson 
 is here Avith soldiers ! " 
 
 The mate instantly appreciated the state 
 of affairs on shore, and rapidly gave the 
 order to " back her strong." Captain 
 Barnes at this moment rushed out of his 
 room, coat and boots off", to find the boat 
 backing out and the balls plunging into 
 his room and all around. When the mate 
 issued the order mentioned above, he re- 
 treated behind the chimney, in time to 
 escape a ball w^hich struck the bell with a 
 thud and broke into fragments. He then 
 saw the full force of the assailants spring- 
 ing up from behind the wood pile, and 
 rushing like madmen down a lane to the 
 bank of the river. One of the balls went 
 through the pilot house directly over the 
 head of the pilot. There were Minie balls, 
 musket balls, and buck-shot. One ball 
 struck the office bulkhead between the 
 clerk and barkeeper, who were in quiet 
 conversation ; they prudently ceased talk- 
 ing and went to the other side of the bulk- 
 
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 The boat swiftly sped to an island be- 
 low, where lived a loyal Frenchman, and 
 procured forty muskets and one pistol. 
 The boat returned, her crew eager for the 
 fray, and determined to give Jetf. and his 
 rascals battle, — but all were gone, leaving 
 not a wreck behind. The lady who thus 
 saved the boat, as well as saved lives, re- 
 sided in Commerce, and her husband was 
 made a prisoner by the bandits that same 
 day. When they were cuttmg down a 
 pole, from which had floated a loyal flag, 
 she boldly said to them, with flashing eyes, 
 and in a tone which all could hear, that if 
 she was a man she would kill at least one 
 of them, and if she had no better weapon, 
 she would break their heads with a brick. 
 She herself was a glorious " brick." 
 
 Grlorious Success of General Butler in saving 
 " Old Ironsides." 
 One of General Butler's first acts, on 
 taking possession of the city of Annapolis, 
 was to save the glorious old ship Constitu- 
 tion — used by the cadets of the Naval 
 School as an exercise ship, and universally 
 known as " Old Ironsides," one of the most 
 revered of our national relics — from the 
 clutch of some insurgents who were about 
 to pounce upon her, after the usual fashion 
 of Southern honesty and chivalric honor. 
 The General, learning of the helpless con- 
 dition, from want of a crew, of the old 
 ship, of historic fame, mustered his men 
 and declared to them that " if there are 
 any men in the ranks who understand how 
 to manage a ship, let them step forward." 
 Fifty-three pi'esented themselves, and they 
 were immediately put on board. The 
 steam ferry-boat Maryland, which General 
 Butler had seized on the Susquehanna, 
 then took her in tow, and she was safely 
 borne out of harm's way. 
 
 The honored frigate had for a long time 
 lain at Annapolis, substantially at the 
 mercy of an armed rebel mob. For four 
 days and nights, previous to the arrival of 
 General Butler, her crew had been at 
 quarters with the gmis shotted. The in- 
 
 surgents of Maiyland were plotting her 
 destruction or capture. She had four an- 
 chors and seven chains out when the Mary- 
 land was ordered by General Butler along- 
 side. One anchor alone was hove up, the 
 rest were slipped, and finally by lighting 
 and careening, and by dint of hard labor, 
 she was dragged over the bar. The crew 
 of the Maryland were only kept to their 
 work and duty by placing a guard over 
 them with armed revolvers. After drag- 
 ging her over the bar, the vessel grounded 
 on the Outer Spit. About ten P. M., m- 
 forraation having been brought off that 
 the channel outside the ship would be ob- 
 structed, kedges were laid out, and it was 
 endeavored to warp the ship over the Spit, 
 part of the men being at the guns. The 
 Maryland having been run aground by her 
 officers during the warping, a squall came 
 up and drove the ship ashore again. At 
 daylight, a steam-tug from Havre de Grace 
 came in sight, and was taken at once to 
 tow the ship out. She was then taken in 
 tow by the R. R. Cuyler, and brought to 
 New York. Subsequently she Avas sent 
 to Newport-, Rhode Island, whither the 
 Naval School formerly at Annapolis was 
 removed. Surely, it was worth a green- 
 back of the largest numeral, to see the 
 plucky General, as he presented himself 
 at the Navy Department, and narrated 
 to white-bearded Gideon, this glorious 
 achievement. 
 
 Generosity of Poor Jack. 
 There were present almost every day of 
 the Sailors' Fair in Boston, some of the 
 gallant but unfortunate fellows whose 
 names and deeds on the sea had given 
 them renown — such as Walter Greenwood, 
 U. S. gunboat Massasoit, of Nashua, N. 
 H. ; R. D. Dunphy, coal passer, U. S. ship 
 Hartford, of New York City; and A. 
 Mack, of the U. S. sbip of war Brooklyn. 
 Greenwood was struck blind by the in- 
 tense heat of the fires in the* fireroom 
 while in search of the privateer Tallahas- 
 see ; Dunphy had both arms carried away 
 
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 361 
 
 above the elbows by a sliell from the ram 
 Temiessee, in the engagement in Mobile 
 Bay ; and Mack lost his left arm during 
 the engagement with the same vessel. The 
 visitors to the Fair were very generous to 
 these brave and shattered heroes, handing 
 
 Light House at Fort Morgan, Mobile Ilarbor. 
 
 them in all some hundreds of dollars. But, 
 said the blind man of his friend, " He 
 needs the money more than I do, and un- 
 less our friends distinctly state that Avhat 
 they give is to be equally divided, I take 
 care that he has the whole." What words 
 — other than that it is just like Jack — can 
 do justice to such a generous spirit ! 
 
 Admiral Porter's Big- Scare. 
 
 The sham Monitor contrived by Admiral 
 Porter, for a double purpose, proved, as is 
 well kno,wn, a big scare. An old coal 
 barge, picked up in the river, was the 
 foundation to build on. It was constructed 
 in twelve hours, of old boards, with old 
 pork barrels piled on top of each other for 
 a smoke-stack, and two old canoes for quar- 
 ter boats. Her furnaces were built of mud, 
 and only mtended to make black smoke, 
 and not steam. 
 
 On the eventful night of the 24th, at 
 nme o'clock, heavy guns were heard about 
 fifteen miles below. It was known that 
 
 the rebels had nothing but light guns there, 
 Avhich could not be heard at any distance. 
 So they thought it was the Lidianola en- 
 gaging the batteries at Carthage, fifteen 
 miles below Vicksburg. Not knowing that 
 Brown Avas in peril, the Monitor was now 
 let loose. It was towed to within a couple 
 of miles of the first battery and let go, 
 when it was discovered by the dim light 
 of the moon that Vicksburg was in a stew. 
 Never did her batteries open with such a 
 vim. The earth fairly trembled, and the 
 shot flew thickly around the devoted Mon- 
 itor, which returned no shot Avith her long 
 wooden gmis. The Monitor ran safely 
 past all the batteries, though under a heavy 
 fire for an houi*, and drifted safely down to 
 the lower mouth of the canal, where* she 
 was tucked into an eddy. 
 
 The rebels Avere completely deceived by 
 her. As soon as they saAV her by daylight 
 they opened on her again Avith all the guns 
 they could bring to bear, but Avithout a 
 shot liitting her to do any harm, — for the 
 shot went at their convenience through one 
 side and came out the othei", Avithout caus- 
 ing the A^essel to sink, as she Avas full of 
 water alreadv- Our soldiers shouted and 
 
 Admiral Porter. 
 
 laughed like mad men ; but the laugh was 
 someAvhat against them, when, at daylight, 
 the ram Queen of the West Avas discovered 
 lying at Warrenton ; and the question at 
 once arose, Avhat had happened to the In- 
 
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 dianola. That the two rams sunk her or 
 captured her iii the engagement they had 
 heard the night before. One or two of the 
 soldiers got the Monitor out in the stream, 
 and let her go down on the ram Queen. 
 All the forts hereupon began fii-ing and 
 signalizing, and as the Monitor approached 
 her the ram turned tail and ran down the 
 river as fast as she could go, the Monitor 
 after her, making all the speed that was 
 given her by a five-knot current. 
 
 tion just north of the town, opened upon 
 her. 
 
 At first the aim was too high, and the 
 balls passed over without doing any dam- 
 age ; but as the boat neared the batteries, it 
 became more accurate, as the sound of the 
 passing balls, growing sharper at every 
 shot, plamly indicated. 
 
 In order to attack the upper batteries it 
 was necessary to drop below them, and 
 round-to, with the head up stream. This 
 
 Eefore Vickiburg. 
 
 Sunk, with the Stars and Stripes still "Waving. 
 On the 26th of May, 1863, it was deter- 
 mined to make an attack upon the rebel 
 batteries to the north of Vicksburg, and 
 opposite General Steele's column. The 
 gunboat Cincinnati, Lieutenant Bache, was 
 to co-operate and attempt to silence the 
 water-batteries, previous to the assault 
 from the land side. Accordingly, a little 
 after eight in the morning, she commenced 
 dropping do■^v^l below Young's Point. 
 When about two miles from Vicksburg, 
 the famous gim, ' Whistling Dick,' in posi- 
 
 position was a most unfortunate one, as it 
 exposed the vessel to a raking fire, from 
 one battery in front, and another from be- 
 hind. The first shot which struck her, 
 hit the iron plating, and did no material 
 damage. But the Captain had given or- 
 ders to push up to within three hundred 
 yards, and by the time she had reached 
 that proximity, the shot hit her with fear- 
 ful accuracy, generally passuig directly 
 through her port-holes. 
 
 One battery, which fired from an eleva- 
 tion and at some distance, threw plungmg 
 
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 363 
 
 shot, which went through her upper deck, 
 and did great damage. Lieutenant Sokal- 
 ski, of General Steele's staff, wdio had 
 been sent to point put the position to be 
 taken in the assault, stated that when 
 Lieutenant Bache and two others beside 
 himself, were standing in the pilot-house, 
 one of these plunging balls entered the 
 port-hole of the pilot-house, passed through 
 the thigh of the pilot, and then sheered 
 down through the floor on the gun-deck, 
 at the same time breaking the wheel, and 
 wounding another man through the hand 
 and arm, with the splinters. Lifting the 
 hatchway and rushing down the gun-deck, 
 Lieutenant Sokalski found it filled with the 
 mangled and dead. It was a slaughter- 
 pen. Blood and fragments of bodies, shot 
 away, were scattered over the flooi-. 
 
 It was discovered that one ball had 
 passed through the boat below the water- 
 line, and that the boat Avas sinking. It 
 was evident that to continue the fight 
 longer would be to throw away the lives 
 of the crew, and orders were given to 
 start up the river as fast as possible. 
 Lieutenant Starr, wlio was second in com- 
 mand, went to the pilot-house and directed 
 movements as best he could with a broken 
 wheel and sinking craft. In the mean- 
 time she was riddled by shot after shot, 
 and was fast sinking. For three-quarters 
 of an hour she was toiling, crippled, up 
 stream ; while the enemy, seeing her con- 
 dition, redoubled the fury of the cannon- 
 nading. More thon fifty shots struck her 
 before she reached the shore. But Lieu- 
 tenant Bache refused to allow the colors 
 to be lowered, and she sunk, like the Cum-, 
 berland, with the Stars and Stripes still 
 waving. 
 
 ISIan of Experience— Sure. 
 Lewis A. Horton, of Plainfield, Connec- 
 ticut, may be set down as a man of ' expe- 
 rience ' during the war. At the breaking 
 out of the rebellion, he enlisted in the 
 navy, and was wrecked on the Bahamas. 
 He afterwards undertook to take a prize 
 23 
 
 into port, but was himself taken and con- 
 fined in the Libby. When he was ex- 
 changed, he went on board the ship that 
 was to tow the Monitor to Charleston, and' 
 when that vessel went down, he, while at- 
 tempting to rescue the crew, was di'ifted 
 off into the gulf, and was not picked up 
 till the next day. Afterward, while firing 
 a salute at St. Domingo, both his arms 
 were blown off by the explosion of a gmi ; 
 and "last of all" — and, it is to be hoped, 
 the safest of his many risks — he got mar- 
 ried. But further, the tale readeth not. 
 
 Pleasant Hoax all Hound 
 After the battle between the Kearsage 
 and Alabama, there Avas great excitement 
 in Liverpool at the expected arrival there 
 of Captain Semmes, and for several hours 
 the neighborhood "of the Exchange w'as 
 crowded with persons anxious to get at 
 least a glimpse of the famous sea raider. 
 
 About one o'clock, a double hoax v/as 
 played in a highly successful manner. A 
 
 Pleasant Hoax all Bound. 
 
 middle aged man, who had passed several 
 years in tropical climates, and delighted in 
 sporting a white blouse and a Panama Ivat 
 during summer time, was often to be found 
 lounging about one of the landing stages, 
 having some connexion with shipping. 
 Possessing a bronzed complexion, clean 
 
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 shaved cheeks and chin, and a pair of fierce 
 mustaches, some mad wag conceived the 
 idea of palming him off upon the public 
 as " Captain Eaphael Semmes, Confeder- 
 ate States Navy." Accordingly he was 
 got hold of, treated very hospitably, and 
 then asked to go on 'Change, in order to 
 see the redoubtable hero of the Sunday's 
 sea-fight arrive. One or two outdoor of- 
 ficials connected with the Underwriter's 
 room were also got in tow, and under some 
 
 rather nonplussed at first ; out readily catcn- 
 ing the drift of the joke, he raised his straw 
 hat, ' bobbed around,' and by his extempor- 
 ized gracious demeanor, after the manner of 
 ' lions,' raised the enthusiasm to fever heat, 
 — a special cheer rewarding a reverential 
 obeisance that he made on passing Nelson's 
 monument. He disappeared, not at the 
 main entrance to the newsroom, but at the 
 foot of the stairs leading to the Under- 
 writer's room, and in a little time it leaked 
 
 Wreck of the Iroa Clad Monitor. 
 
 pretence or other the fictitious Captain 
 Semmes was taken through Brown's build- 
 ings, where the Southern Club's head- 
 quarters were, and was then brought out 
 at the entrance which abuts on the Ex- 
 change flags. 
 
 This ruse was quite enough. Coming 
 from such a neighborhood, followed by the 
 Underwriter's officials, and making across 
 the flags in the direction of the newsroom, 
 tlie expectant crowd at once made up their 
 minds that this was the man they were on 
 the lookout for, and they clapped their 
 hands, waved their hats and caps, and 
 cheered vociferously. 
 
 The object of all this demonstration was 
 
 out that the public had been hoaxed, that 
 the object of their ovation Avas not Captaui 
 Semmes at all, but a ' highly respectable ' 
 sailor's boarding-house keeper, living in 
 
 Leeds street, of the name of . But 
 
 never mind, if he is allowed to be name- 
 less. 
 
 * 
 
 Scared before being Hurt. 
 The commanders of the great Burnside 
 expedition, on reaching the Southern coast, 
 had to apply themselves very busily to ob- 
 tain guides and pilots from among the 
 loyal natives inhabiting that region. They 
 had about a dozen of these chaps, from 
 time to time, in the lower cabin of the 
 Commodore's ship, calling them up one 
 
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 365 
 
 .after another and disposing of them accord- 
 ing to circumstances. They were decidedly 
 as hard looking a set of men as could be 
 gathered together. Their conversation was 
 very amusing. They were all strong Union 
 men, but none of them were willing to en- 
 ter the serxdce. A fellow was called up 
 who had been recommended for his knowl- 
 edge of Croatian Sound, when the follow- 
 ing conversation transpired : 
 
 Commodore. — Well, Sir, they say you 
 know something about this Sound. 
 
 North Carolinian. — Well, yes, mebbe 
 four or five yeai's ago I had a smart knowl- 
 edge of that strip of water, Sir. 
 
 Com. — How much water (pointing to 
 the chart) is there on this shoal ? 
 
 N. C. — Wal, \ reck'n there's a right 
 smart chance of water there, Sir. 
 
 Com. — Did you pilot boats up and 
 down the Sound? 
 
 N. C. — Wal, yes ; I reck'n I've driv a 
 few flat-boats up thar, Sir. 
 
 Com. — Can you give us assistance in 
 pointing out the safest way to get up 
 there ? 
 
 N. C. — Wal, I reck'n I could help you 
 a right small chance, Sir. 
 
 Co7n. — Well, then, we want you. 
 
 N. G. — But, yer honor, I rather wouldn't, 
 Sm 
 
 Com. — What ! don't you want to serve 
 your country? 
 
 N. C. — Wal, yes, but the old woman and 
 young 'uns have got powerful little to Uve 
 on. Sir. 
 
 Com. — ^But we will pay you good wages. 
 
 N. C. — And I haven't anything but these 
 ragged, yeller old sou'-westers, Sir, — 
 (pointing to liis clothes.) 
 
 Com. — And will give you good clothes. 
 
 N. C— B-b-b-but 
 
 Com. — But what, Sir? 
 
 N. C. — Wal, you see, yer honor, you 
 see, that mebbe ef you shouldn't get up 
 thar, them ar seceshers would use me pow- 
 erful bad. Sir ! 
 
 The 'devoted Union man' was dis- 
 missed, with orders to hold himself ready 
 
 to lend a ' right smart chance ' of aid to 
 the expedition — probably prefex'ring, how- 
 ever, a chance of picking up the expedi- 
 tion in pieces on the coast, that being the 
 chief business of himself and co-loyalists. 
 
 Clinging' to the Gtms. 
 The scenes on board the Cumberland, 
 when she went down, were almost past 
 description. There was scarcely an in- 
 stance in the war of more desperate and 
 devoted spirit. Two of the gunners at 
 the bow guns, when the ship was sinking, 
 clasped their guns in their arms, and would 
 not be removed, but went down embracing 
 them. One gunner had both his legs shot 
 away, and his bowels open and protruding, 
 but he made three steps on his raw and 
 bloody thighs, seized the lanyard and fired 
 his gun, falling back dead. Another lost 
 both arms. and legs, yet lived, and when 
 they would assist him, cried out, " Back to 
 yoiu* gun, boys ! Give 'em — ! Hur- 
 rah for the flag ! " He lived tiU she sunk. 
 
 Combat between the Kearsarge and the Ala- 
 bama. 
 
 No volume of reminiscences of the war 
 
 of the rebellion would be complete without 
 
 an account of the memorable naval com- 
 
 Captiiiu John A. Winslow. 
 
 bat between the United States steamship 
 Kearsarge, Captain John A. Winslow, and 
 
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 the Confederate privateer Alabama, Cap- 
 tain Raphael Semmes, on the morning of 
 June 19th, 18G4, otf Cherbourg, France. 
 
 The Keai-sarge was lying at Flushing, 
 Holland, when a telegram came from Mr. 
 Dayton, the American Minister in Paris, 
 stating that the Alabama had arrived at 
 Cherbourg. The Kearsarge immediately 
 put to sea, and arrived at Cherbourg in 
 quick time, taking the Alabama quite by 
 surprise by so sudden an appearance on 
 her track. Through the Consular Agent 
 there, a sort of challenge was received by 
 Captain Winslow fi'om Captain Semmes, 
 the latter stating- that if the Kearsarge re- 
 mained off the port he would come out 
 and fight her, — and that he would not de- 
 tain the vessel long. 
 
 After cruising off the port for five days, 
 until the 19th of June, Captain Winslow 
 at twenty minutes after ten o'clock des- 
 cried the starry ensign of the Alabama 
 floating in the breeze, as she came boldly 
 out of the western entrance, imder the 
 escort of the French iron-clad Couronne.- 
 The latter retired into port after seeing 
 the combatants outside of French waters. 
 Captain Winslow had previously had an 
 interview with the Admiral of Cherbourg, 
 assuring him that, in the event of an action 
 occurring with the Alabama, the position 
 of the ships should be so far off shore that 
 no question would be advanced about the 
 line of jurisdiction. 
 
 The Alabama came down at full speed 
 until within a distance of about thi-ee- 
 quarters of a mile, when she opened her 
 guns upon the Kearsarge. The Kearsarge 
 made no reply for some minutes, but 
 ranged up nearer, and then opened her 
 starboard battery, fighting six guns, and 
 leaving only one tliirty-two pounder idle. 
 The Alabama fought seven guns, working 
 them with the greatest rapidity, sending 
 shot and shell in a constant stream over 
 her adversary. Both vessels used their 
 starboard batteries, the ships being ma- 
 nceuvered in a circle about each other at 
 a distance of from five hundred to one 
 
 thousand yards. Seven complete circles 
 were made during the action, which lasted 
 a little over one hour. At the last of the 
 action, when the Alabama would have 
 made off, she was near five miles from the 
 shore ; and, had the action continued from 
 the first in parallel lines, with her head in 
 shore, the line of jurisdiction woidd, no 
 doubt, have been reached. From the first, 
 the firing of the Alabama was rapid and 
 wild ; toward the close of the action her 
 firing became better. The Kearsarge gun- 
 ners, who had been cautioned against fir- 
 ing rapidly, without direct aim, were much 
 more deliberate ; and the instructions given 
 to point the heavy guns below rather than 
 above the water line, and clear the deck 
 with lighter ones, was fully observed. 
 
 Captain Winslow had endeavored, with 
 a port helm, to close in with the Alabama ; 
 but it was not until just before the close 
 of the action that he was in position to 
 use grape. This was avoided, however, 
 by the Alabama's surrender. The effect 
 of the training of the Kearsarge's men was 
 evident ; nearly every shot from their 
 guns told fearfully on the Alabama, and 
 on the seventh rotation in the circular 
 track she winded, setting fore-trysail and 
 two jibs, with head in shore. Her speed 
 was now retarded, and by winding her 
 port broadside was presented to the Kear- 
 sarge, with only two guns bearing, not hav- 
 ing been able to shift over but one. Cap- 
 tain Winslow now saw that she was at his 
 mercy, and a few more guns, well directed, 
 brought down her flag, though it was diffi- 
 cult to ascertain whether it had been 
 hauled down or shot away ; but a white 
 flag having been displayed over the stern, 
 the fire of the Kearsarge was reserved. 
 
 Two minutes had not more than elapsed 
 before the Alabama again opened fire on 
 the Kearsarge, with the two guns on the 
 port side. This drew Captain Winslow's 
 fire again, and the Kearsarge was immedi- 
 ately steamed ahead and laid across her 
 bows for raking. The white flag was still 
 flying, and the Kearsarge's fire was again 
 
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 367 
 
 reserved. Shortly after tliis, her boats 
 were to he seen lowering, and an officer in 
 one of them came alongside and stated 
 that the ship had surrendered, and was 
 fast sinking. In twenty minutes from this 
 time the Alabama went down, her main- 
 mast, which had been shot, breaking near 
 the head as she sunk, and her bow rising 
 high out of the water, as her stern rapidly 
 settled. 
 
 Admiral Foote's Terms to General Tilgh.- 
 man. 
 
 "When the surrender of Fort Henry was 
 found to be no longer avoidable. General 
 Tilghman had an interview with Admiral 
 Foote, having been conveyed to the lat- 
 ter's ship for this purpose. Hoping to 
 
 Admiral A. H. Foote. 
 
 render his doom a little softer and more 
 bearable, the rebel chieftain desired to be 
 informed what terms of capitulation would 
 be allowed. " Unconditional surrender," 
 laconically responded the fearless Admiral. 
 
 "Well, Sir," said General Tilghman, 
 *' if I must surrender, it gives me pleasure 
 to surrender to so brave an officer as 
 you." 
 
 " You do perfectly right to surrender," 
 answered the Admiral ; " but I should not 
 have surrendered to you on any condi- 
 tion." 
 
 " "Why so ? I do not understand you." 
 
 " Because I was fully determined to 
 capture the fort, or go to the bottom." 
 
 Exploits of the "French Lady." 
 
 The seizure of the steamer St. Nicho- 
 las, in Chesapeake Bay, was a successful 
 rebel exploit, accomplished by means of a 
 clever ruse, in the enactment of which the 
 female sex was made a convenient scape- 
 goat. 
 
 The St. Nicholas, Captain Jacob Kir- 
 wan, left Baltimore one Friday morning 
 in June, 1861, having on board about for- 
 ty-five passengers. Among those who 
 went aboard the boat previous to her de- 
 parture, was a very respectable " French 
 Lady," who was heavily veiled, and, plead- 
 ing indisposition, she was immediately 
 shown to her state room. There was also 
 a party of about twenty-five men dressed 
 in the garb of mechanics, carrying with 
 them carpenters', tinners', blacksmiths', 
 and other tools. 
 
 At the usual hour the boat left for 
 Point Lookout, and other points on the 
 Potomac River, and every thing passed 
 off as usual until the boat arrived at Point 
 Lookout, on Saturday morning. 
 
 "When near the latter place, the ' French 
 Lady ' appeared on deck, not in crinoline, 
 but in the person of a stalwart man, who 
 was immediately surrounded by the party 
 of mechanics above named. Captain Kir- 
 wan demanded an explanation, when the 
 ' lady- man ' coolly informed him that he 
 designed confiscating the steamer aqd go- 
 ing on a privateering expedition. Finding 
 himself overpowered. Captain KirwaA 
 was compelled to submit quietly, and the 
 boat was formally handed over to the man 
 and his crew, who took possession, and 
 proceeded to run the steamer to a point 
 known as 'The Cone,' on the Virguiia 
 shore. 
 
 Upon landing at ' The Cone,' the steam- 
 er was boarded by about one thousand 
 "Virginia troops, when the passengers were 
 all landed and allowed to go on their way 
 unmoV'sted. About one hundred and fifty 
 
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 of the troops were then placed on board 
 the steamer, Captain Kirwan and fourteen 
 of the crew being detained as prisoners. 
 Her subsequent success in taking prizes, 
 under her ' new Captain,' is well-known. 
 
 It is satisfactory to record that this " art- 
 ful dodger," yariously known as Colonel 
 Kichard Thomas, Zouave, and the ' French 
 Lady,' was caught in a second attempt. 
 Having returned to Maryland, he took pas- 
 sage on board the steamer May Washing- 
 ton, bound to Baltimore, but was detected 
 before he was able to carry out his pur- 
 pose of capturing her. He strove to out- 
 face his captors by a protest against the 
 invasion of his rights as a passenger. 
 This fading, he escaped from those who 
 had seized him, and tried to hide himself 
 from further pursuit by taking to a chest 
 of drawers. He was, however, dragged 
 out, and securely held until the arrival of 
 the vessel at Baltimore, when he was 
 thrust into Fort McHenry. 
 
 Just like Jack. 
 In the explosion on the gitnboat Essex 
 at Fort Henry, one of the noble-hearted 
 seamen was most shockingly scalded. His 
 clothing was at once removed, linseed oil 
 and flour applied to his parboiled flesh, 
 and he was carefully wrapped in blankets 
 and placed in bed. A few moments after, 
 the news came that the rebel flag was 
 struck and the fort surrendered. In his 
 enthusiasm, and notwithstanding his awfiU 
 condition, Jack sprang out of his berth, 
 ran up on deck, and waved his blanket in 
 the air, huzzaring for the Stars and Stripes. 
 The poor fellow, after the first excitement 
 was ovei', was assisted below, and in the 
 night he died, full of rejoicing to the last, 
 at the triumph of the old flag. 
 
 Blue-jacket on the Cluarter-deck of his Mule. 
 On the capture of Morris Island by Gill- 
 more's gallant army, the whole mass of 
 men was thoroughly pervaded by that feel- 
 ing of hilarity that follows a quickly suc- 
 cessful engagement — soldiers si outing. 
 
 singing, happy. The stiuxly Jack Tars, in 
 quest of adventure or abandoned " toot," 
 doing and saying as oidy they can when 
 thoroughly buoyant in spirit, came upon 
 the subject of the following yarn : 
 
 A bronzed blue-jacket had captured a 
 mule, and, not without difficulty, mounted 
 
 Blue-jacket on the quarter-deck of his mule. 
 
 it, perching himself as near the animal's 
 tail as there Avas a shadow of a chance — 
 the mule objecting in every known way of 
 a mule, and in some ways until then vmex- 
 hibited. 
 
 " Jack, sit more amidships," said Hardy, 
 the first engineer of the Weehawken, '' and 
 you'll ride easier." 
 
 " Captain," quoth old Salty, " this is the 
 first craft I was ever in command of, and 
 it is a pity if I can't stay on the quarter- 
 deck. — ^ 
 
 Umbrellas in Military Service. 
 
 " Are you going to keep that poor soldier 
 out there in the rain all night?" said Cap- 
 tain C's wife to her husband, on seemg a 
 sentinel on duty in the rain. 
 
 When it was understood who she meant 
 it was explained to her that it was neces- 
 sary to do so ; but that he didn't have to 
 remain there all the time, being relieved 
 by two others in tui-n. But she didn't 
 seem quite satisfied, and presently asked 
 agaui — 
 
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 369 
 
 " Couldn't you let him come in on the 
 boat and stand under shelter ? " 
 
 This proposition was necessarily nega- 
 tived, and her innocent solicitude on ac- 
 count of the presumed hardship to that 
 " poor soldier " became so apparent as to 
 cause a smile among the listeners. A 
 short silence followed, during which it was 
 evident she was devising in her tender lit- 
 tle heart some scheme for his relief, when 
 suddenly a bright idea seemed to have 
 struck her, and looking up into her hus- 
 band's face Avith a countenance full of anx- 
 ious hope, she said — 
 
 " Dear, couldn't you lend him your um- 
 brella?" 
 
 Pleasant little Trade. 
 
 A little trading used to go on between 
 the blockading fleets and the coast, not- 
 withstanding the vigilance of the rebel au- 
 thorities, — as the following note sent from 
 a ferainme ' rebel ' to one of the ships off 
 Charleston will show : 
 
 " Madame L. G sends her compli- 
 ments to the officers of the United States 
 man-of-war, now anchored off the harbor. 
 If they are agreeable, she will exchange 
 all sorts of garden vegetables for ice." 
 
 Although the Union stock of frozen wa- 
 ter was very short, two pailsful of the best 
 " Rockland Lake " went to the lady, 
 
 " And blest forever is she who relied 
 On northern honor and northern pride." 
 
 Kiver Steamers and Tankee Pilots. 
 
 The Captain of one of the Mississippi 
 river steamers one morning, while his boat 
 was lying at her moorings at New Orleans, 
 waiting for the tardy pilot, who, it appears, 
 was a rather uncertain sort of fellow, saw 
 a tall, gaunt Yankee make his appear- 
 ance before the Captain's office, and sung 
 out — 
 
 " Hello, Cap'n ! you don't want a pilot, 
 nor nothin' about this 'ere craft, do ye ? " 
 
 " How do you know I don't ? " respond- 
 ed the Captain. 
 
 " Oh, you don't understand ; I axed you 
 s'posin' you did ? " 
 
 " Then, supposing I do, what of it ? " 
 
 " Well," said the Yankee, " I reckon I 
 know suthiu' about that ere sort of busi- 
 ness, provided you wanted a feller of jest 
 about my size." 
 
 The Captain gave him a scrutinizing 
 glance, end with an expression of counte- 
 nance which seemed to say, " I shoiild pity 
 the steamer that you piloted," asked — 
 
 "Are you acquainted with the river, 
 and do you know where the snags are ? " 
 
 " Well, ye-as," responded the Yankee, 
 rather hesitatingly, "I'm pretty well ac- 
 quainted with the river, but the snags, I 
 don't laiow exactly so much about them." 
 
 " Don't know about the snags ? " ex- 
 claimed the Captain contemptuously, "don't 
 know about the snags ! you'd make a pretty 
 pilot ! " 
 
 At this the Yankee's countenance as- 
 sumed anything but an angelic expression, 
 and with a darkened brow and a fiercely 
 flashing eye, he drew himself up to his full 
 heighth, and indignantly roared back in a 
 voice of thunder : 
 
 " What do I want to know where the 
 snags are for, old sea-hoss ? I know where 
 they ain't, and there's where I do my sail- 
 ing ! " 
 
 It is sufficient to know that the Yankee 
 was promptly engaged, proving himself^ 
 according to ther Captain's report, one of 
 the best. 
 
 Farragrut when a Midshipman. 
 Whatever relates to the career of Ad- 
 miral Farragut possesses a value to every 
 loyal reader. The following anec^te is 
 therefore given, as illustrating the connec- 
 tion between the twig and the tree. When 
 only nine years old, little David determined 
 to be a sailor, and was taken by Commo- 
 dore Porter on board the Essex as a mid- 
 shipman. He shared the fortunes of that 
 historic craft in her memorable cruises in 
 the Pacific, and took part ki the battle of 
 Valparaiso. 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION. 
 
 While that famous contest was at its 
 height, lie was ordered by the Commodore 
 to go below and bring up some friction- 
 tubes, that were needed for the guns. 
 While descending the ward-room ladder, 
 the captain of tlie gun dh-ectly opposite 
 was .struck full upon the face by an 18- 
 pounder shot. He fell back against Fai-- 
 ragut, and they both tumbled down the 
 hatchway. The man was a stout, heavy 
 fellow, and it was fortvmate for the young 
 midshipman that his full weight did not 
 fall upon him as they reached the deck. 
 As it was, the lad was severely stunned ; 
 and recovering, as if awakening from a 
 dream, he ran up on deck. Commodore 
 Porter, seeing him covered with blood, in- 
 quired, — 
 
 " Are you wounded ? " 
 " I believe not," was the reply. 
 " Then where are the tubes ? " 
 The words brought him to his senses, 
 and he immediately Arent below and got 
 them. 
 
 When the brave little brig was surren- 
 dered, Farragut sobbed like a child, to see 
 the American coloi'S hauled down. From 
 this heavy grief "he was soon aroused, 
 however, by hearing an English middy 
 exultingly shout to his men, " Prize-oh, 
 boys ! here's a fine grunter, by Jove ! " 
 He ^knew the young reefer alluded to a 
 young porker that had been petted by 
 himself and all the sailors, and had helped 
 to beguile away many a Aveary hour ; 
 therefore he energetically laid claim to the 
 animal. 
 
 " But," said the Englishmen, " you're a 
 prisoner, and your pig, too." 
 
 " We ahvays respect private propei'ty,' 
 said Farragut, and he seized the squealing 
 bone of contention, asserting that he should 
 retam possession until compelled to yield 
 to superior force. Here was sport for 
 the older officers, who called out, — 
 
 " Go it, little Yankee ; and if you can 
 thrash 'Shorty' (a sobriquet for English 
 middies) you shall have your pig." 
 "Agreed!" said Farragut; 
 
 lads went at it in pugilistic style. 'Shorty* 
 soon failed to come to time, and the victor 
 walked off with piggy under his arm. He 
 afterward remarked that he felt, in mas- 
 tering the young Englishman, that he had 
 Aviped out the disgrace of beuig captured. 
 
 Death Smilingr in Victory's Embrace. 
 
 Orderly Sergeant C. H. Plummer, of the 
 
 5 1st N. Y., Avas on the gunboat Pioneer, 
 
 mortally sick with typhoid fever, at the 
 
 time of the Burnside Expedition battle, 
 
 North Carolina. Late in the evening a 
 
 boat came off from the shore, and the neAA''S 
 
 of our success Avas told. Plummer, Avhose 
 
 life was just hanging in the balance, turned 
 
 to the chaplain and asked, " Is our side Avin- 
 
 ning ? " On being told that it was, he smiled, 
 
 gasped out the Avords " Thank God ! " and 
 
 died. This brave man's real name Avas 
 
 Charles Plummer Tidd, and he was one of 
 
 those famous nineteen men who undertook 
 
 to capture Virginia, under John Bro^vn. 
 
 « 
 
 " Dem, Rotten SheU." 
 
 An officer in the Mississippi fleet is au- 
 thority for the following : After the battle 
 and captui-e of Forts Henry and Donel- 
 son, the fleet Avere lying at Cairo. The 
 prisoners were passing the fleet, and among 
 them there was a contraband, an old ser- 
 vant of one of the officers. In passing 
 the ' Essex ' he shook his Lead, and re- 
 marked, " I doesn't like dat one-pipe boat, 
 for Avhen sbe cum along and throAved dem 
 rotten shell ob hers Ave couldn't stan' it no 
 longer; den massa run, and after dat I 
 leff, too ! " Just pi-evious to the battle I 
 had filled my shells Avith an incendiary 
 matter of my OAvn invention, Avhich had not 
 the most agreeable smell, and hence the 
 old darkey's remark. I used the same 
 shell on my attack and destruction of the 
 
 Arkansas. 
 
 ■ • 
 
 Sailing' into the Jaws of the Mohican. 
 
 One day Lieutenant HoAve, Avhile in 
 
 command of the Tuscaloosa, learnt that 
 
 the Federal gunboat Mohican Avas " some- 
 
 Avhere about," lying in wait for him, and 
 
 and the | he received a particular description of her 
 
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 371 
 
 rig and general appearance Next day his 
 
 masthead look-out reported a steamer in 
 
 sight to leeward. The Tuscaloosa held on 
 
 her course until her commander was near 
 
 enough to make out sutficient of the hull 
 
 and riggmg of the distant craft to find that 
 
 he was pleasantly sailing into the jaws of 
 
 the Mohican. Of course he immediately 
 
 • ran up in the wind and made as long a leg 
 
 as possible, had the precious good fortune 
 
 not to be observed, and having a handy, 
 
 smart sailing craft under him, w'as soon 
 
 out of sight and of danger, — the rew^ard 
 
 of unsleeping wariness. 
 
 ♦ — 
 
 Billiards on board the Ironsides. 
 
 The gunners on the Ironsides at Morris 
 Island had a neat way of exploding their 
 projectiles within the fort. It was impos- 
 sible to drive them through the sand and 
 cotton of which the work was made, nor 
 could the guns be so elevated as to toss 
 them in as from a mortar. So the pieces 
 were depressed, and the shot, striking the 
 water about fifty yards from the beach, 
 jumped in. In nearly every instance this 
 manner of making the missiles effective 
 was successful. " Those ai"e Avhat I call 
 billiards," said the Captain, watching the fii*- 
 ing, " they carom on the bay and beach and 
 
 pocket the ball in the fort every time ! " 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Sinking: tlie Albemarle Kam in th.e Bottom 
 of the Roanoke. 
 
 To Lieutenant William B. Cashing, a 
 young officer of great bravery, coolness 
 and resources, was due the sinking of the 
 ram Albemarle to the bottom of Roanoke 
 River. He submitted a project to Ad- 
 miral Lee, in June, 1864, in conjunction 
 with Admiral Gregory, Captain Boggs and 
 Chief Engineer William W. Wood, and 
 • ■ having arranged one of the new steam 
 picket boats (of about the size of a frigate's 
 launch) with a torpedo, took he'r down 
 the Sound for duty, at first making due 
 reconnoissances. 
 
 At about midnight, the little picket boat 
 entered the narrow river, and steamed cau- 
 tiously and silently up without giving the 
 lea^t alarm. Tlie Southfield; and three 
 
 schooners alongside of her engaged in 
 raising her up, were passed, almost within 
 biscuit toss, without a challenge or hail. 
 It was not until Lieutenant Gushing 
 reached within pistol shot of the Albe- 
 marle, which lay alongside the dock at 
 Plymouth, that he was hailed, and then in 
 an uncertain sort of a way, as though the 
 lookouts doubted the accuracy of their 
 vision. He made no reply, but continued 
 to press towards the great monster, and 
 was for the second time hailed. He paid 
 no attention to the challenge, but kept 
 straight on his way, first detaclung the 
 Shamrock's cutter to go below and secure 
 the Confederate pickets on the South- 
 field. 
 
 In another instant, as he closed in on 
 the ram, her Captain, Walley, in a very 
 dignified, pompous and studied manner, 
 shouted, " What boat is that ? " The re- 
 ply was an invitation for him to go to — ! 
 Thei-eupon arose a terrible clamor. The 
 rattle was vigorously sprmig, the bells on 
 the ship wei'e sharply rung, and all hands 
 
 Lieut. Cushing's Great Exploit. 
 
 were called to quarters, evidently in the 
 greatest consternation. 
 
 A musketry fire was immediately opened 
 upon the torpedo boat, and a charge of 
 canister fired, injuring some of the crew. 
 
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 Along the dock to which the Albemarle 
 was tied were a large number of soldiers, 
 evidently stationed there to guard against 
 the landing of any Federal force after a 
 surprise. And in front of their lines blazed 
 cheerily up a number of camp-fires, which 
 threw a strong light upon the Albemarle 
 and the bosom of the river. By the aid 
 of this glare. Lieutenant Gushing discov- 
 ei'ed the pier of floating timbers which 
 surrounded the ram on the accessible sides, 
 to guard against the approach of rams and 
 torpedoes. By the aid of the same light 
 he plainly saw a large body of soldiers 
 thronging to the wharf and blazing away 
 at his boat. To quiet these fellows he 
 brought the bow of his boat around a lit- 
 tle, and discharged a heavy stand of can- 
 ister into them from his twelve-pounder 
 howitzer mounted at the bow, and sent 
 them flying. Making a complete circle, 
 under a scorching musketry fire at less 
 than thirty yards, he came around, bow 
 on, at full steam, and struck the floating 
 guard of timbers, pressing them in towards 
 the i-am. His boat soon lost headway, and 
 came to a stand-still, refusing to back off 
 or move ahead. 
 
 The moment for decisive action had now 
 arrived. 
 
 The enemy fired muskets and pistols 
 almost in Cushing's face from the ports of 
 . the ram, and from the hundred small arms 
 on shore. Several of his men were in- 
 jured, and Paymaster Swan had fallen 
 severely wounded. The officers and crew 
 of the Albemarle cried out, " Now we've 
 got him ; surrender, surrender, or we will 
 blow you to pieces." The case looked 
 desperate indeed ; but Lieutenant Gushing 
 was as cool and determined at the moment 
 as one could be under the most agreeable 
 circumstances. He knew that the mo- 
 ment of all moments had come, and he did 
 not allow it to glide from his hands. Seiz- 
 ing the lanyard to the torpedo and the line 
 of the spar, and crowding the spar until 
 he had brought the torpedo under the 
 overhang of the Albemarle, he detached 
 
 it by one effort, and the next second he 
 pulled the lanyard of the torpedo and ex- 
 ploded it fairly under the vessel on her 
 port side, just below the porthole of the 
 two hundred pounder Brooke's rifle, which 
 at that moment was discharged at the 
 boat. An immense Volume of water was 
 thrown out by the explosion of the torpe- 
 do, almost drowning all in the boat, and, 
 to add to the peril of the moment, the 
 heavy shell from the enemy's gun had 
 gone crashing through the bottom of the 
 boat, knocking the splinters about in a ter- 
 rible style. 
 
 She at once began to sink in the most 
 rapid manner, and Lieutenant Gushing 
 ordered all hands to save themselves as 
 best they might. 
 
 Gushing divested himself of his coat 
 and shoes, and plunged into the river, fol- 
 lowed by those of his men who were able 
 to do so. All stnick for the middle of tlie 
 river, under a hot fire of musketry, the 
 balls penetrating their clothing and strik- 
 ing all about them. The rebels took to 
 boats and pushed after the survivors, de- 
 manding their surrender. Many gave up. 
 Lieutenant Gushing swam down the river 
 half a mile, until, exhausted and chilled 
 by the cold water, he was compelled to 
 struggle to the shore, which he reached 
 about daylight. After lying in the Aveeds 
 along the river bank for some time, he re- 
 covered his strength sufficiently to crawl 
 into the SAvamp further, till daylight found 
 him lying in the SAvamp grass, between 
 two paths and in speaking distance of the 
 enemy's fort. While thus only partially 
 screened by the low sedge, he saw some 
 rebel officers and men walk by, and heard 
 their conversation, Avhich Avas entirely de- 
 A'oted to the affairs of the morning. From 
 their remarks he learned that the torpedo 
 had done its work effectively and thorough- 
 ly, and that his great object A\'as accom- 
 plished. A short time after, he luckily dis- 
 covered a skiff, and in this succeeded in 
 reaching the squadron Avhich lay tAvelve 
 miles distant. 
 
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 373 
 
 Lucky Moment on Board the Sumter. 
 
 One of the officers of the privateer 
 Sumter gives the following account, in his 
 private journal, of an hour of trepidation 
 on board that craft, — with a little ' brag ' 
 to boot. Under date of August 18, 1861, 
 he Avrites : — Aftei" leaving Cayenne the 
 vessel's course was shaped for Paramaribo, 
 Dutch Guiana, off which port she signal- 
 ed for a pilot until sundown ; none having 
 arrived at that hour she came to anchor. 
 About twilight a sail was seen in the dis- 
 tance approaching the Sumter. It was 
 soon apparent that she was a steam war- 
 vessel. Steam was raised, the anchor 
 hove up, all hands beat to quarters, the 
 guns manned, the old charges drawn and 
 fresh ones put in their places. By the 
 time all these preliminaries had been ar- 
 ranged it was ascertained by the aid of 
 the night telescope, that the strange vessel 
 had anchored. The Sumter followed suit, 
 but a vigilant look-out was kept upon the 
 movements of the supposed enemy. 
 
 Early on the morning of the 19th, the 
 look-outs had reported that the steamer 
 outside was under way. Slowly she 
 steamed toward the Sumter, seeming to 
 have made every preparation for attack. 
 She had not yet hoisted her flag, neither 
 had the Sumter — each <SB|^ider being 
 apparently desirous o*" ^'^'^^^^^'^BfcfcBation 
 ality of the other fir 
 know, by a deat^i 
 an enemy was 
 looked like an ..' 
 ing long mast-li 
 ing bow. lS%i^ 
 her — she r 
 sent in sea; 
 was nef 
 guns 
 find 
 thai 
 
 tl 
 
 um 
 
 hat 
 
 •I'Anger 
 
 1, liav- 
 
 crhang- 
 
 listaking 
 
 ij gunboats 
 
 When she 
 
 imber of her 
 
 te w^FQ glad to 
 
 one ^un more 
 
 Tthat the disparity 
 
 and cautiously 
 
 I other. When not 
 
 length off, our first 
 
 ill a loud voice — 
 
 " Ship ahoy ! " 
 
 " Hallo ! " was promptly answered. 
 
 " This is the Confederate States steam- 
 er Sumter — what vessel is that ? " 
 
 After waiting about half a minute, 
 which seemed an age, the 'enemy' re- 
 plied — - 
 
 " The French steamer Abbeville ! " 
 
 Here was a disappointment — after all 
 this preparation for mortal combat, to find 
 at last that the supposed enemy was a 
 friend ! There was not a single man who 
 would not freely have relinquished all the 
 prize-money then due to him could he 
 have transformed the Frenchman into a 
 Yankee. She was nearer the equal of 
 the Sumtqf than they ever expected to 
 meet again, and the Sumter had captured 
 so many merchantmen that it might be 
 said she did not care to meet any other 
 class of vessels." 
 
 The advantage to the Sumter of meet- 
 ing one so ' nearly her equal ' may be 
 judged of by the good luck which befel 
 the Alabama in her encounter with the 
 Kearsarge, where the ' equality ' was 
 nearer still! 
 
 Presentation to a Brave Woman. 
 On the evening of the fifth February, 
 1862, at Cape Girardeau, Captain Ben 
 Sousley, in behalf of the Alton Packet 
 Company, presented to the loyal and he- 
 roic Mrs. Eversol, the sum of two hun- 
 dred dollars, in acknowledgment of her 
 courage, humanity and patriotism, in hav- 
 ing saved the passengers of the steamboat 
 City of Alton from being captured by 
 Jeff. Thompson's marauding band of Con- 
 federates. As that boat was approaching 
 the shore where the secessionists waited 
 to seize her, Mrs. Eversol ran to the le- 
 vee, and by her shoutings and gesticula- 
 tions warned those on board of the dan- 
 ger, and enabled them to escape. The 
 handsome testimonial to her merit was 
 richly deserved, but a richer one is assur- 
 ed to her in the memories of her comitry- 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION, 
 
 men and countrywomen, for such an un- 
 usual, brave, hazardous, .and fortunate act. 
 Captain Sousley subsequently received 
 from Mrs. Eversol the following appropri- 
 ate note : — 
 
 Commerce, Mo., February 5th. 
 
 /. /. Ifitchell, President Alton Packet 
 Company : Dear Sir ; Permit me, 
 through you, to tender to the members of 
 your Company my thanks for the unmer- 
 ited token of respect which they were 
 pleased to convey to me through the hands 
 of Captain Sousley, and received by me 
 to-day. In reply to their earnest solicita- 
 tions to visit St. Louis and Alton, allow 
 me to say that I would be most happy to 
 do so when the weather and ttaveling are 
 pleasant ; although I would again assure 
 them, that, in any part I may have taken 
 on the twenty-ninth day of December, in 
 the preservation of the lives of my fellow- 
 beings and their property, I only obeyed 
 the impulse of a loyal heart. 
 
 With my kindest wishes for the pros- 
 perity and happiness of the members of 
 your Company and yourself, I remain 
 yours, respectfully, 
 
 Sarah L. Eversol. 
 
 following interesting incident is gven, a? 
 we find it in the papers : — Almost the 
 first men struck down were the gallant 
 Captain Wainwright and Lieutenant Lee, 
 who both fought with a desperation and 
 valor no mortal could surpass. Though 
 bleeding and prostrate upon the deck, they 
 were seen to still continue to deal death 
 among their enemies. One young son of 
 
 Laconic Hint to a Pilot by General Butler. 
 General Butler one day sent a man of 
 the name of Curtis, who had been a pilot 
 on the James river, and who professed to 
 know the position of the torpedoes, to Ad- 
 miral Lee, with the characteristic sugges- 
 tion : " If he faithfully and truly performs 
 his duty, and answers all queries, return 
 him to me at Bermuda Landing ; if not, 
 hang him at the yard-arm." This w^as 
 dictated in the presence of Curtis, to whom 
 the General then remarked : " Now, my 
 good man, go ; you have your life in your 
 own hands." The individual certainly 
 seemed to. realize the fact as thus laconi- 
 cally stated. 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Another Cassabianca. 
 la an account, by a Confederat-e prison- 
 er v'ho participated m the rflTair. '^f *''0 
 
 Another Cassabianca. 
 
 Captain TVainwright — only ten years old ! 
 — stood at the cabin door, a revolver in 
 each hand, and never ceased firing until 
 he had expended every shot. One of his 
 poor little hands became disabled by a 
 ball, shattering his fovir fingers, and then 
 his infantile soul gave way : he burst into 
 tears, and cried — " Do you want to kill 
 me ? " Blessed young hero — may his 
 country ne\ er forget him ! And where 
 is the Hemans to wed his name to immor- 
 tal verse, like another Cassabianca, or the 
 artist to portray the scene on historic can- 
 vas ? 
 
 Devotion of Farragrut's Men .to their Ad- 
 miral. 
 After the flagship Hartford, with the 
 brave Farragut, had hauled off from her 
 first fierce assault upon the rebel dagship 
 Tennessee, in Mobile Bay, and as she was 
 again pointed fair for her, and thundeVing- 
 ly coming down upon her to dash into^J^er 
 a second time — sudc enly, to the surprVse 
 of all, she was hersel: tremendously strucik 
 
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NAVAL EXPLOITS, CHASES, ESCAPES, PRIZES, ETC, 
 
 375 
 
 by one of our own heavy vessels, also 
 heavily coming down upon the rebel Ad- 
 miral, and it was thought for a brief mo- 
 ment, so fearful was the blow, she must 
 go down. Immediately, and high above 
 the din of battle, hoarse, anxious voices 
 were heard crying, 
 
 " The Admiral! the Admiral! save the 
 Admiral! Get the Admiral out of the 
 ship ! " 
 
 The brave men utterly forgot them- 
 selves — thought not a moment of their 
 own safety, but only of their glorious old 
 Admiral, who was all in all to them ! 
 Nothing could better illustrate the love 
 and devotion of tfie whole squadron for 
 their Admiral than this. "When they 
 themselves were in imminent peril of 
 death, they only cared for him ! Finding 
 the vessel would float, notwithstanding the 
 possible ultimate serious results, the brave 
 old Admiral turned to his gallant fleet 
 Captain with the order — 
 
 " Go on luith speed! Ram her again .'" 
 
 Onward the Hartford sped, determined 
 to ' do and die,' if need be ; but just be- 
 fore she reached her the white flag of sur- 
 render was hoisted above the discomfited 
 Temiessee, and soon all the victory was 
 with Farragut and his noble men. - 
 
 il Humors of the War. 
 The bftJ^t of having one's picture in Har- 
 per is thus illustrated in an amusing account 
 given by a naval ofiicer : A few day^ ago 
 I was standing on the steps of one of the 
 hotels of this city, (New York,) when 
 several boys applied to black my boots, 
 Avitli the well-kno^vn cry of " Black yer 
 boots, Sir ? Shine them up ! " etc. One 
 little fellow had a very dirty face, and I 
 told him if he Avould Avash it he should 
 black my boots. " What Avill you give me 
 to do it ? " was the prompt reply. " Five 
 cents,'.' I said. He hesitated for a mo- 
 ment, and then asked, " Who Avill stand 
 your security?" I appHed to each boy, 
 and all refused with tlie exnontion of nnp 
 
 little ragged fellow, who, after steadily' 
 looking at me for some time, suddenly ex- 
 claimed, " I'll stand ! I've seen that chap's 
 picter in Harper!" The boy's face was 
 washed and my boots cleaned. 
 
 Pictorial humors of the war. 
 
 The beauty, accuracy and profusion of 
 pictorial illustrations of the scenes and 
 heroes of the war, afforded in the pages of 
 the above named and kindred serials, have 
 constituted one of the most marked facts 
 in its history. 
 
 Seeking: a Naval Appointment. 
 
 Mr. was an applicant for an official 
 
 berth in the navy, and, as usual, permis- 
 sion was granted by the Secretary of the 
 Navy to him to be examined for the posi- 
 tion to which he aspired. He presented 
 himself in due form before the Examining 
 Board, and was duly " put through " by 
 the venerable members. At last the final 
 question was put : 
 
 " Now, Sir, your vessel being anchored 
 in New York harbor, how would you 
 proceed if ordered to take her to Key 
 West?" 
 
 The aspirant proceeded, by aid of chart, 
 rule, and compass, to show to the attentive 
 Board the coui-ses he would steer, etc., 
 and, at the end of a long (imaginary) 
 vnvjitrp lirmio-lit. his char.<?e safelv into Key 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, 
 
 West harbor. The member who had asked 
 the question astonished the Avoiild-be En- 
 sign by requesting him to recommence his 
 voyage, as he would never get to Key 
 West in the manner he had just tried. 
 The long description was again gone 
 through Avith, the same as before, and at 
 
 Secretary Welles. 
 
 its close Mr. 
 
 looked triumphantly at 
 
 the querist, who shook his head, smiled, 
 and said : 
 
 " Well, Sir, that is precisely your pre- 
 vious voyage ; and again I must say that 
 you could by no possibility arrive at Key 
 West, in the way you describe, until you 
 had heaved up your anchor in the harbor 
 of New York." 
 
 Suffice to say, the little omission was 
 
 overlooked, and ]Mr. was soon in the 
 
 full enjoyment of his honors as an Ensign, 
 often relating the above as a good joke. 
 
 Bailey's Dam for Saving' the Mississippi 
 Squadron. 
 
 Immediately after the Union army re- 
 ceived its check at Sabine cross-roads, and 
 the retreat commenced, Colonel Bailey, 
 engineer of the Nineteenth Corps, learned 
 that the Red River was rapidly falling, 
 and became assured that by the time Ad- 
 miral Porter's fleet could reach Alexan- 
 dria, there would not be sufficient water 
 to float the gunboats over the Alexandria 
 Falls. It -^ . n 
 
 they were m imminent danger. Colonel 
 Bailey, believing that their capture or de- 
 struction would uivolve the destruction of 
 the Union army, the blockade of the Mis- 
 sissippi, and even greater disaster, pro- 
 posed to Major-General Franklin, on the 
 9th of April, 1864, previous to the battle 
 of Pleasant Hill, to increase the depth of 
 the water by means of a dam, and sub- 
 mitted to him a plan of the same, which 
 was approved. 
 
 General Banks placed at the disposal 
 of Colonel Bailey all the force he required, 
 consisting of some three thousand men and 
 two or three hundred wagons. All the 
 neighboring steam-mill* were torn down 
 for material — two or three regiments of 
 Maine men were set at Avork felling trees, 
 teams were moving in all dh-ections brmg- 
 ing in brick and stone, quarries were 
 opened, flat-boats Avere built to bring stone 
 doAvn from aboA^e, and every man seemed 
 to be Avorking Avith unequaled A'igor, prob- 
 ably not one in fifty believed in the suc- 
 cess of the undertaking, — the falls being 
 
 Col Bsyley. 
 
 about a mile in length, filled Avith ragged 
 rocks, and over AA-hich at the existing stage 
 of water it seemed impossible to make a 
 channel. 
 
 The Avork Avas commenced by running 
 out from the left bank of the river a tree 
 dam, made of the bodies of A'ery large 
 
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 577 
 
 with heavy timber, and, strengthened in 
 every way which ingenuity could devise. 
 This was run but about three hundred feet 
 into the river ; four large coal barges were 
 then fitted with brick and sunk at the end 
 of it. From the right bank of the river, 
 cribs filled with stone were built out to 
 meet the barges, all of which was success- 
 fully accomplished, notwithstanding there 
 Avas a current running of nine miles an 
 hour, threatening to sweep everythmg be- 
 fore it. 
 
 After eight days of hard labor it was 
 found that one day more would raise the 
 watei: sufficiently to enable all the vessels 
 to pass the upper falls. Unfortmiately, 
 the pressure of the water became so great 
 that it swept away two of the stone barges 
 which swung in below the dam on one side. 
 Seeing this, Admiral Porter jumped on a 
 horse and rode up to where the upper ves- 
 sels were anchored, and ordered the Lex- 
 ington to pass the upper falls if possible, 
 and immediately attempt to go through the 
 dam, — thinking to save the four vessels be- 
 low, and not knowing whether the persons 
 employed on the work would ever have 
 the heart to renew the enterprise. 
 
 The Lexington succeeded in getting 
 over the upper falls just in time, the Ava- 
 ter rapidly falling as she was passing over. 
 She then steered directly for the opening 
 in the dam, through Avhich the water was 
 rushing so furiously that it seemed as if 
 nothing but destruction awaited her. Thou- 
 sands of beating hearts looked on, anxious 
 for the result. The silence was so great 
 as the Lexington approached the dam that 
 a pin might almost have been heard to 
 fall. She entered the gap with a full 
 head of steam on, pitched down the roar- 
 ing torrent, made two or three spasmodic 
 rolls, hung for a moment on the rocks be- 
 low, was then swept into deep water by 
 the current, and rounded to safely into the 
 bank. 
 
 Thirty thousand voices rose in one deaf- 
 ening cheer, and universal joy seemed to 
 pervade the sea of faces there present. 
 
 The Neosho followed next — all her 
 hatches battenecl down, and every precau- 
 tion taken against accident. She did not 
 fare so well as the Lexington, her pilot 
 havmg become frightened as he approached 
 the abyss, and stopped her engine, when a 
 full head of steam had been particularly 
 ordered. The result Avas that for a mo- 
 ment her hull disappeared from sight, un- 
 der the Avater. Every one thought slie 
 Avas lost. She rose, hoAvever, SAvept along 
 over the rocks with the current, and fortu- 
 nately escaped with only one hole in her 
 bottom, Avhich was stopped in the course 
 of an hour. The Hindman and Osage 
 both came through beautifully Avithout 
 touching a thing, and the Admiral thought 
 that if he was only fortunate to get the 
 large A'essels as Avell over the falls, his fleet 
 Avould once mor'e do good service on the 
 Mississippi. 
 
 Colonel Bailey and his men set cheer- 
 fully to Avork to repair the damage, al- 
 though they had been Avorking for eight 
 days and nights, up to their necks in Ava- 
 ter, in the broiling sun, cutting trees and 
 Avheeling bricksf The Admira-l also made 
 the beet of the mishap, saying that it Avas 
 on the Avhole very fortmiate, as the tAvo 
 barges that wereawept away from the cen- 
 tre swung around against some rocks on 
 the left and made a fine cushion for the 
 vessels, prcA-enting them, as it afterward 
 appeared, from running on certain destruc- 
 tion. 
 
 The force of the water and the current 
 being too great to construct a continuous 
 dam of six hundred feet across the river 
 m so short a time, Colonel Bailey deter- 
 mined to leave a gap of fifty-fiA^e feet in 
 the dam, and build a series of Aving dams 
 on the Upper Falls. This Avas acconiplished 
 in three days' time, and the Mound City, 
 the Carondelet and Pittsburgh, came over 
 the Upper Falls, a good deal O'f labor be- 
 ing necessary, however, to haul them 
 through, the channel being very crooked, 
 and scarcely Avide enough for them. Other 
 vessels folIoAved these in safety. The pas- 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION 
 
 sajre of these vessels was a most beautiful 
 sight, only to be realized by seeing. They 
 passed over without an accident, except 
 tJie unshipping of one or two rudders. 
 The scene was witnessed by all the troops, 
 and the vessels were heartily cheered as 
 they Avent over. Next morning, at ten 
 o'clock, the Louisville, Chillicothe, Ozark, 
 and two tugs passed over without any 
 accident except the loss of a man, who 
 was swept off the deck of one of the tugs. 
 By three o'clock that afternoon the vessels 
 were all coaled, ammunition replaced, 
 and all steamed down the river with the 
 6javoy of transports in company. A good 
 deal of difficulty was anticipated in getting 
 over the bars in Lower Red River, the 
 depth of water reported being only five 
 feet, while the gunboats were drawing six. 
 But there was fortunately *a rise from the 
 back-water of the Mississippi — that river 
 being very high just then, — the back-wa- 
 ter extending to Alexandria, one hundred 
 and fifty miles distant, enabling them to 
 pass all the bars and obstructions with 
 safety. Eight valuable gunboats were 
 thus saved from destruetfcn. 
 
 flag, was conveyed on board the flag-ship, 
 which but a few minutes before he had 
 left with countenance smiling as was his 
 wont. 
 
 His Favorite Flag for a "Winding: Sheet. 
 The brave Captain Rodgers, as if under 
 a presentiment of what was awa'.ting him 
 in the conflict soon to take place, the night 
 before he was killed wrote a letter to his 
 wife, Avhich he left with his servant, to be 
 lianded to the Admiral in case any thing 
 should happen to him. After his vessel, 
 the Catskill, had moved up toAvard her 
 fighting position, Captain Rodgers with- 
 drew her from range, and taking a small 
 boat, returned to the flag-ship to get a flag 
 which he denominated as " his own flag." 
 It was the one which he fought under, on 
 the Catskill, in the April attack on Sum- 
 ter; and, wishing praise for the same flag 
 on the Catskill during the coming, he went 
 to the flag-ship, secured it, and returning 
 to the Catskill, again moved up into action, 
 and in ten minutes was a corpse. Strange 
 to say, his body wrapped up in that same 
 
 Farewell Scene among- the Tars. 
 
 On the departure ©f Commodore Foote, 
 of the Mississippi Flotilla, in 1802, on ac- 
 count of his impaired health, produced by 
 too laborious service, a scene was present- 
 ed which abundantly showed the strong 
 hold which that gallant officer had upon 
 the hearts of his brave and noble men. 
 About three o'clock, the officers and crew 
 of the flag-ship were assembled in one of the 
 gunrooms, when the Commodore presented 
 Captain Davis to them, assuring him that 
 a more gallant crew never trod the deck 
 of a ship. As the friend of his boyhood, 
 manhood and age, he hoped the Captain 
 would never forget that these sun-browned, 
 weather-beaten tars, were also his friends, 
 and that their best interests would always 
 be near his heart. The old hero then 
 took leave of his men in a few touching 
 remarks, which brought tears to many an 
 eye unaccustomed to weeping. 
 
 An hour later he hobbled on board the 
 Caii'o packet, De Soto, and seated himself 
 on the guards of the boat, in full view of 
 his men, who all crowded the decks of the 
 flag-ship to see him off*. The scene was 
 affecting in the extreme. The Commo- 
 dore was agitated and very nervous. Pie 
 looked emaciated and worn, bit his finger- 
 nails, and frequently raised a palm-leaf 
 fan to his face to conceal the briny drops 
 which would force themselves, in spite of 
 all he could do, from his sunken eyes and 
 roll down his hollow cheeks. As the 
 packet moved off, he rose to say a few 
 farewell words, but the hissing of the 
 steam prevented his being distinctly heard. 
 There could only be cauglit such frag- 
 mentary sentences as " God bless you ! " 
 " You are engaged in a holy cause ! " "I 
 know you will succeed ! " &c. Then the 
 Lieutenant- Commanding said, " Now, 
 three hearty cheers, my lads," and they 
 
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 379 
 
 were given with a will, although the poor 
 tars felt more like weeping than cheering. 
 The order was in questionable taste,but the 
 applause was infectious, and the crews of 
 other gunboats took it up and made the 
 welkin ring, till the steamer turned the 
 point and was lost to view. A few months 
 elapsed, and a nation mourned the death 
 of one of its most heroic officers. 
 
 Gallantry of Commodore Farragut to Miss 
 Victor, 
 
 The truly brave are always good, — and 
 the following is one among many instances 
 which confirm tlie adage. Miss Victor, 
 Principal of St. Mary's Female Academy, 
 at Baton Rouge, Louisiana, Avas one of 
 those who really adorned the society of 
 the South. She was a northem-born lady 
 of excellent standing as a teacher, and be- 
 fore secession swept over the land, she 
 was a much courted member of the refined 
 circle in which she moved. The lady was 
 true to the instincts and principles of her 
 northern birth, and, of course, received 
 the favors of old friends, and the hatred 
 of those who sympathized with the plot- 
 ters of the nation's ruin. Enough to say, 
 the lady suffered so much at tlie hands of 
 this latter class, that she welcomed the ad- 
 vent of Commodore Farragut's fleet. 
 
 The guerrilla band which fired upon the 
 boat of the Hartford, and for which act 
 the city was shelled by that ship, designed 
 to take a last revenge on Miss Victor, by 
 destroying her fine estate. But their fear 
 of Federal vengeance induced them to tlee 
 before Miss Victor's place was reached. 
 Unfortunately, the shells from the fleet 
 found in the Academy a prominent target, 
 and a number of shells were put through 
 it. The inmates fled in dismay, and the 
 fine building was ruined. Miss Victor 
 and a younger sister fled to the river bank, 
 and signaled for help. A boat put oflP 
 from the Hartford and bore them on board. 
 Commodore Farragut, hearing the circum- 
 stances, acted a noble part. The ladies 
 
 md 
 
 treated with such consideration as their 
 condition merited. Every officer vied in 
 acts of kindness, and offered the protec- 
 tion of the flag to those who, shoi-n of 
 their property, were thankful to escape 
 from the outrages of guerrillas and the 
 shells of the Union fleet. 
 
 Senunes Outwitting the Vanderbilt. 
 The intelligence that the Confederate 
 privateer Alabama was cruismg about the 
 Cape of Good Hope, created much ex- 
 citement. In the Straits of Sunda she 
 captured some United States merchant 
 vessels, and was put upon her speed by 
 the Vanderbilt. When night came on, the 
 Alabama was about twenty miles ahead 
 of her pursuer, and, under cover of dark- 
 ness, she unshipped her funnel, put out her 
 fires, and set sail. The ship was then put 
 about, and stood in the direction of where 
 
 Captain Raphael Seinmes. 
 
 they had last seen the Vanderbilt. At 
 daybreak she was within only a mile of 
 her enemy, who actually bore down and 
 inquired if they had seen a large steamer 
 standing to the norward. Captain Sem- 
 mes graciously replied, " Yes ; she was 
 going ahead, full speed, and must be one 
 hundred miles away by this." At this in- 
 formation, so opportunely obtained, the 
 Vanderbilt immediately put on all steam, 
 and went on a wild goose chase, Avhilc 
 
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 Semmes quietly sliipped his funnel and 
 bore away in an opposite direction. 
 
 Taking: a Hint. 
 In one of our squadrons — which may as 
 well be nameless — one of the officers, want- 
 ing to get leave of absence, went up to 
 the Commandant's office, where he found 
 no one in but the clerk. The Command- 
 ant very soon came in, and anticipating at 
 a glance the errand, and pretending not to 
 see the officer, at once ci'ied out to the 
 clerk, " If any officer comes to-day for 
 leave of absence, order him at once on 
 board the Starling" — which was about to 
 go on active service. Then turning to the 
 startled officer, he added, "Ah ! what can 
 I do for yoit to day ? " " Nothing — no- 
 thing at all, thank you," he replied, and 
 made a masterly retreat. 
 
 Literal TJnderstandingr of Terms. 
 A surgeon who officiated on one of the 
 ships composing the blockading squadron 
 off Wilmington, Nojth Carolina, states 
 that one day a number of contrabands 
 came on board. One of them wore a ma- 
 sonic pin, and the Captain, who was a "G 
 man," became some troubled by the fact, 
 for a slave can not be a free mason. So 
 he called up the intelligent ' contraband,' 
 and said, " You are not a masc;n." " Oh, 
 yes, massa, I is, I'se a bricklayer 1 " If 
 there was any difference there, Cuffie 
 ' didn't see it.' 
 
 Buchanan's Sword Yielded with, a Bad 
 Grace. 
 
 "Wlien it was reported to Admiral Far- 
 ragut that the rebel monster ram Tennes- 
 see had surrendered, and that Adnriral 
 Buchanan Avas wounded, he sent a staff- 
 officer off to receive the rebel Admiral's 
 sword. Some one asked Farragut if he 
 would not go off himself and see Buchan- 
 an. The former merely replied: "No, 
 
 Sir, he is my enemy." Subsequently, 
 Avhen the staff-officer returned with Bu- 
 chanan's sAvord, it Avas represented to the 
 Admiral that Buchanan had expressed a 
 Avish to see him. " Well, Sir, he shan't see 
 me," replied the old Salamander. Then 
 looking with most concentrated expression 
 
 Buchanan's Sword yielded ^>ith a bad grace. 
 
 of countenance upon the bloody decks of 
 his ship, he added : " I suppose he AV'ould 
 be friends ; but Avith these brave men, my 
 comrades, mangled, dying and dead about 
 me, and, looking upon the destruction he 
 has caused in the fleet, I can only con- 
 sider him an enemy." On the staff-officer 
 getting on board. Admiral Buchanan Avas 
 found to be severely Avounded in the leg. 
 He yielded with a very bad grace — in fact, 
 it Avas said that, after receiving his Avound, 
 he gave orders to his next in command to 
 continue the fight as long as there was a 
 man left; and then, ^^when he found he 
 could do no more, to run the vessel ashore 
 and bloAv her up. But there Avas no al- 
 ternative. The ram must be surrendered ; 
 and this Avas done. The Stars and Stripes 
 were hoisted upon the staff of the magni- 
 ficent ram, greeted, as they Avent up, by 
 the hearty cheers of the Avhole fleet. 
 
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 381 
 
 Sharp Practice of Confederate Cruisers in 
 Engrlish Waters. 
 
 One Saturday morning a channel steam- 
 er put into Plymouth, England, and land- 
 ed eighteen persons from the Confederate 
 cruiser, Virginia, formerly the Japan. 
 Two of these persons were men who had 
 been scalded through the bursting of a 
 feed-pipe in the engine-room of the Vir- 
 ginia, whilst they had been acting as fire- 
 men. In consequence of this arrival, 
 something was learnt respecting the man- 
 ner, the escape, and the arming of that 
 notorious Confederate cruiser, and the tale 
 is a curious one. 
 
 It appears that the well-kno^vn firm of 
 the Dennys, of Dennys, of Dumbartown, 
 built the Japan for, it icas supposed, the 
 Emperor of China. She Avas a very fine 
 steamer, of seven hundred tons burthen, 
 and fitted Avith engines of 250-horse power. 
 When she left the Clyde, she had been 
 named the Virginia, and some forty car- 
 penters went out in her to construct a 
 magazine. These returned to Greenock 
 in the tug steamer that toAved the Virginia 
 out. The day after she had sailed, an 
 order arrived at Greenock, directing that 
 she be seized. After the Virginia left the 
 Clyde she made her way round into the 
 Englisli Channel. In the meantime, one 
 of the steamers that ply between Newhaven 
 and France, chiefly for the conveyance of 
 French produce, intended for the London 
 markets, had been taken up by ' a gentle- 
 man' to carry some packages and hard- 
 ware across the Channel. This ' gentle- 
 man ' stipulated for the power of taking 
 the steamer to another port than the one 
 to which he ordinarily traded, or to dis- 
 charge the cargo into another vessel, if he 
 thought fit to do so. The steamer, how- 
 ever, did take some passengers for France^ 
 and left Newhaven as if on her regular 
 A^oyage across the Channel. The Cap- 
 taui, hoAvever, had instructions from the 
 f)wners to follow the direction given by 
 ^he ' gentleman.' 
 
 "Well, Avhen they got fairly into the 
 Channel, the latter said, that before going 
 across he Avished to make for a certain 
 point, meaning the latitude and longitude 
 somcAvhere betAveen Plymouth and Fal- 
 mouth. "All right," said the skipper, and 
 aAvay they went and soon arrived at the 
 point indicated, and there found a steam 
 A^essel, Avith which the 'gentleman' said 
 he Avould like to communicate. He went 
 on board the new steamer, but soon re- 
 turned and told the Captain that he had 
 sold the cargo, and it must be put on board 
 that vessel. The Newhaven man brought 
 his craft alongside, having the misfortune 
 to carry away his boom in so doing. The 
 cargo Avas then transferred to the large 
 steamer, which was no other than the Con- 
 federate cruiser Virginia, and said cargo 
 of the NcAvhaven steamer Avas guns, arms 
 and ammunition. The cargo thus safely 
 transferred, some scA^enteen men Avere 
 transhipped from the Virginia to the 
 Newhaven steamer, and these included the 
 two men injured by scalding. With these 
 men, on the ' gentleman's ' directions, the 
 Newhaven steamer made for Plymouth ; 
 and the Virginia went westward on her 
 Confederate cruise. 
 
 Impressive Sight aboard Ship on Sunday. 
 Ten o'clock^ Avas the hour for Divine 
 service on board the Union fleet at Island 
 No. 10. The church flag Avas flung out 
 on the flag-staff of tbe Benton, and all 
 the commanders called their crews together 
 for worship. On board the Pittsburg, 
 Captain Thompson, the creAV consisted of 
 men from Maine, New Hampshire, Massa- 
 chusetts, Rhode Island — from the Eastern 
 as well as the Western States. Some of 
 them were scholars and teachers in Sab- 
 bath Schools at home. They Avere dressed 
 in dark blue, and each sailor appeared in 
 Lis Sunday suit. A small table was 
 biought up from the cabin, and the Stars 
 ar.d Stripes spread upon it. A Bible Avas 
 brought. They stood around the Captain 
 
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 with uncovered heads, while he read the 
 twenty-seventh Psahn. Beautiful and ap- 
 propriate Avas that service : — 
 
 " The Lord is my light and my salva- 
 ^on ; The Lord is the strength of my 
 life ; of Avhom shall I be afraid ? " 
 
 After the Psalm, the prayer, " Our Fa- 
 ther Avhich art in heaven." 
 
 How impressive ! The uncovered group 
 standing around the open Bible, and the 
 low voices of a hundred men in prayer. 
 On the right hand, looking do-wn the river, 
 were the mortars in play, jarring the earth 
 with their heavy thunders. The shells 
 were sweeping in graceful curves through 
 the air. Upon the left hand, the Benton 
 and Carondelet were covering themselves 
 with white clouds, which slowly floated 
 away over the woodlands, fragrant AA-ith 
 the early buds and blossoms of spring. 
 The rebel batteries below were flaming 
 and smoking. Solid shot screamed past — 
 shells exploded above. Away beyond the 
 island, beyond the dark green of the for- 
 est, rose the cloud of another bombard- 
 ment, where Commodore Hollins was 
 vainly endeavoring to drive Colonel Plum- 
 mer from his position. So the prayer was 
 mingled with the deep, wild thunders of 
 the cannonade. 
 
 Sumter and the little Paul Jones. 
 
 The wooden gunboat Paul Jone3, com- 
 manded by Captain Rhind, was one of the 
 vessels engaged in the attack on Charles- 
 ton. Captain Rhind steamed right up to 
 Sumter, utterly regardless of fear. He 
 was implored to be careful, but as in the 
 Keokuk, he Avas detennined to get neai-- 
 est " the crater." Having delivered two 
 or three effective broadsides, a rebel ball 
 flew over the quarter deck, almost grazing 
 the shoulders of the gallant Captain, who 
 once more let fly vigorously at the fort, 
 and then triumphantly steamed back Avith 
 flying colors. 
 
 The brave old salt was never nearer 
 being a martyr in his life. 
 
 Had no White Flag on Board. 
 
 The Federal steamer Star Avas on her 
 way up the James River, from Fort Wool, 
 AAdth miUtary and political pri.-oners, the 
 former to be left at Aikin's Landing. The 
 Captain, pilot, and all hands of the creAV 
 did not number fifteen, the prisoners one 
 hundred. Though none of the foi-mer 
 Avei'e armed, there was no feeling of fear 
 or thought of danger. Nothing Avhat- 
 ever Avas apprehended of Avarlike peril. 
 
 The matter of hoisting said ' snowy 
 banner ' proved, hoAvever, of some inter- 
 est. Titer e was no such white flag on 
 board. It had not occurred to Quarter- 
 master or Captain to procure one. In- 
 deed, until they AA'ere half a dozen miles 
 up river, nothing had been said or done 
 on the subject. Appi'oaching the Union 
 fleet off Isewport News, the Captain Avas 
 inquired of Avhy he did not run up the 
 drapeau hlanc, to avoid being hailed and 
 stopped, and called on to announce his 
 character and errand. " Besides," it was 
 added, "Admiral Wilkes may Avish to for- 
 Avard letters by us to ships farther up, and 
 if he sees the Avhite flag approaching he 
 AA^ll send a barge to deliver them Avithout 
 dela}'," — and he did, as the event proA'ed ; 
 Avished not only to forAvard such letters, 
 but to deliver certain packages of gold 
 and bills of exchange for several U^nion 
 officers imprisoned in Richmond, — " and 
 moreover, Captain, Ave may in less than 
 an hour, be within range of secesh rifles ; 
 and you had better get up your white 
 pocket-handkerchief befoi'e giving those 
 rascals a chance to mistake our character." 
 
 " Gracious ! " Avas his- first exclamation, 
 " I have not got any flag. What shall I 
 do?" 
 
 " Have you any sheets ? " 
 
 " Plenty ; but they ai-e very small — 
 single berth sheets." 
 
 " Stitch four of them together ; make 
 the flag too large not to be seen a mile 
 off; it is sometimes well to have more 
 than ' three sheets in the Avind.' " 
 
NAVAL EXPLOITS, CHASES, ESCAPES, 
 
 It was done very promptly, and prob- 
 ably no larger flag of truce, (" to use," as 
 Mr. Everett said, in his magnificent Get- 
 tysbui'g funeral oration, " the language of 
 the Confederate Secretary of War,") ever 
 "flaunted the breeze," than that flaunted 
 on this memorable occasion, and which 
 was kept displayed aloft, both day and 
 night,' until the steamer's return from 
 Aikin's Landing to the cover of the Fed- 
 eral gunboats in the lower and wider por- 
 tion of James River. 
 
 River Devils for Carrying on War. 
 The principal diver employed at Port 
 Royal for cleaning the bottoms of the mon- 
 itors, was named — and quite^ appropriately 
 — Waters. A man of herculean strength 
 and proportions, he became, when clad in 
 his submarine armor, positively monstrous 
 in size and appearance. A more singular 
 sight than to see him roll or tumble into 
 the water and disappear from sight, or 
 popping up, blowing, as the air escaped 
 from his helmet, like a young whale, could 
 scarcely be imagined. . Remaining for five 
 
 lUver Devils for carrying on War. 
 
 or six hours at a time under water, he had 
 become almost amphibious. 
 
 Waters had his own ideas of a joke, 
 and when he had a curious audience Avould 
 
 ' bobbed 
 
 around on the water, . 
 veritable i-iver god. One ^ 
 while he was employed scrapmg 
 of a monitor, a negro from one of the 
 river plantations came along-side Avith a 
 boat-load of water melons. While busy 
 selling his melons, the diver came up, and 
 rested himself on the side of the boat. 
 The negro stared at the extraordinary ap- 
 pearance thus suddenly coming out of the 
 Avater, Avith alarmed wonder, but Avhcn the 
 diA'er, with gigantic motion, seized one of 
 the plumpest melons in the boat and dis- 
 appeared under the Avater, the gurgling 
 of the air from the helmet mixing Avith 
 his muffled laughter, the fright of the ne- 
 gro reached a climax. Hastily seizing his 
 oars, Avithout a thought of being paid for 
 his melons, he put off at his best speed, 
 nor was he ever seen in the vicinity of 
 Station Creek again. Believing that the 
 Yankees had brought river dcA'ils to aid 
 them in cariying on the Avar, no persua- 
 sion could tempt him again beyond the 
 bounds of the plantation. 
 
 Coffee for Jack. 
 
 Everybody admired Admiral Farragut's 
 heroism in climbing the top-mast and fas- 
 tening himself thereto, in order to direct 
 the great battle before Mobile. But there 
 Avas another little incident in that contest 
 Avhich no less forcibly illustrated his high, 
 heroic character, as a man and officer, and 
 exhibited the secret of his courage and 
 self-command, no matter Avhat the stress 
 or pressure of circumstances around him. 
 
 " Admiral," said one of his officers, the 
 night before the battle, " AA'on't you con- 
 sent to giA'e Jack a glass of grog in the 
 morning — not enough to make him drunk, 
 but just enough to make him fight cheer- 
 fully?" 
 
 "Well," replied the Admiral, " I have 
 been to sea considerable, and haA-e seen a 
 battle or tAA^o, but I have never found that 
 I Avanted rum to enable me to do my duty. 
 I Avill order tAA^o cups of good coffee to 
 each man, at tAvo o'clock, and at eight 
 
OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION, 
 
 ^jKi all hands to breakfast 
 
 lie did give Jack the coffee, and 
 11 went up to the niiist-head and did the 
 
 St. 
 
 Expensive Joke on Commander Bankhead 
 by a Southern Dame. 
 
 While the gunboat Pembina was at 
 Beaufort, as one of the naval force sta- 
 tioned there, a negro came one day, as 
 the bearer of a package from his owner, 
 a Mrs. Chisholm, to commander Bankhead. 
 Commander B. had been very active with 
 his vessel, performing many important 
 services in the conduct of the Avar, where 
 the naval arm of his country had been 
 brought into requisition. Some of these 
 services, indeed, had been more than usu- 
 ally painful, as it had been necessary for 
 him to take up arms against personal 
 friends, and even relatives, living in tliat 
 vicinity. But for all that, he did not flinch 
 from the paramount duty he owed to his 
 country, as one of its sworn officers, in- 
 trusted with its honor and defence. Among 
 his acquaintances in that region was a 
 Mrs. Chisholm, wife of a planter, who 
 now wished to ex])ress her appreciation 
 of his patriotism by sending him — what ? 
 ■ — a set of expensive coffin-handles ! with 
 the intimation that the box they Avere in- 
 tended to adorn Avas ready for his recep- 
 tion, as soon as he should come that Avay. 
 In order to play this unique joke, the fair 
 rebel actually sacrificed one of her trusty 
 slaves as the messenger, and who, finding 
 himself thus conveniently among the can- 
 didates for funeral honors, Avas contented 
 to remain Avith them. 
 
 Place for the "Watch in Battle. 
 In the fight in IMobile Bay, under Far- 
 ragut, a piece of a rebel shell struck the 
 after 11 -inch gun carriage of one of the 
 Union vessels, embedding itself in it, and 
 a solid shot struck a marine, taking off his 
 head as clean as though Avith a large sabre, 
 
 at the same time striking the gun itself, 
 deeply indenting and cracking it. 
 
 The Captain of this gun Avas badly 
 Avounded by the splinters and by pieces 
 of the man's head striking him in A'arious 
 parts of the body, bespattering him AA'^ith 
 blood and brains. But he experienced a 
 most remarkable escape, similar instances 
 of Avhich have been occasionally recorded 
 in the annals of Avar. His name was 
 James Sheridan — a quarter-master, and a 
 man of far more intelligence than is usually 
 found among foremast men, being pretty 
 Avell A'ersed in navigation, understanding 
 the use of all the ordinary nautical instru- 
 ments, and Avas frequently to be seen on 
 the forecastle of the vessel with Avatch 
 and sextant in hand, either practicing him- 
 self, or imparting instruction to any one 
 Avho Avas Avilling to receive it. 
 
 The Avatch Sheridan ahvays Avore in 
 the left breast pocket of his blue shirt, 
 consequently directly over the region of the 
 heart, and Avlien the shot struck the ma- 
 rine's head off, it carried Avith it one of the 
 brass buttons of his cap. This button, 
 striking Sheridan's watch, produced a deep 
 indentation on the outer edge or rim of it ; 
 imparting a brassy hue to the furroAV it 
 made in its passage ; and there Avere also 
 tAVO other marks of bloAvs on the back 
 of the Avatch, Avhich reached to the imier 
 case. 
 
 Had it not been for the watch, there is 
 no doubt but that button Avould haA^e 
 caused another deep and painful wound, 
 if not his death. But although severely 
 Avounded and bleeding, he would not leave 
 his gun, and even though the gun had been 
 struck, and rendered unsafe, if not unfit 
 for use, he fired tAA'O more rounds of solid 
 shot from it, and then Avent up on the 
 poop to assist at the signals. The escape 
 of Sheridan, by his Avatch being Avom in 
 the left breast pocket, shoAvs that to be 
 the right place for that instrument, instead 
 of loAver down on the right side — at least 
 in battle. 
 
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 885 
 
 Fight with the Iron Monster Tennessee. 
 
 When it was reported to Admiral Far- 
 ragut that the monster iron ram Tennessee 
 was bearing down upon him, he hastened 
 on deck Avith the remark, 
 
 " He is after me ; let Mm come on if it 
 must he so ; admiral for admiral— flagship 
 for flagship — Til fight him!" 
 
 Tiie enemy Avas close at hand, and com- 
 ing with all speed directly at the Hartford, 
 evidently with the intention of running 
 her down. The Admiral mounted to the 
 maintop and surveyed his ground, arrang- 
 ing hastily his plan of battle. This set- 
 tled quietly in his own mind, he awaited 
 the approach of the monster. Buchanan 
 must have fancied that he had canght his 
 adversary napping, from the apparent 
 quiet that prevailed on Farragut's flagship. 
 Not a gun was fired ; no crew was to be 
 seen ; her broadside lay plumply exposed 
 to the tremendous blow he was hastening 
 to give. But suddenly there was a change. 
 
 When the rebel had approached near 
 enough to make these observations and 
 fully appreciate them, the helm of the 
 Hartford Avas put hard a port, her ma- 
 chinery started, she described a segment 
 of a circle, and, just as Buchanan had 
 thought to strike her squarely amidship 
 and cut her in two, as he Avas capable of 
 doing, the toAvering broAV of the noble old 
 ship struck him a tremendous bloAV on his 
 port quarter forward, that knocked every 
 man aboard his craft off his feet. The 
 force of the collision checked the headAvay 
 of both A^essels. The bloAV given by the 
 Hartford was a glancing one, and the two 
 A'essels came up broadside to broadside. 
 At this moment a full bi-oadside from the 
 Hartford Avas let go at her antagonist, but 
 it Avas like throAving rubber balls against 
 a brick wall, — -nine-inch solid shot, though 
 they were, and fired from the muzzles of 
 her guns scarcely ten feet distant. Simul- 
 taneously, Buchanan also discharged his 
 broadside of four Brookes' rifles, Avhich 
 passed complcUjly through the Hartford, 
 
 and expended their force in the Avater be- 
 yond. 
 
 The Tennessee immediately put on 
 steam again, and started to try her 
 strength Avith some other of the Avooden 
 A'essels. The Brooklyn lay nearest, and 
 for that ship she headed. Here she Avas 
 met Avith almost precisely the same recep- 
 tion as with the Hartford. Instead of 
 butting, she received a butt — both vessels 
 came together, broadside to broadside ; 
 both broadsides were discharged, and the 
 ram Avent on her Avay to try another, and 
 another, and all of them, but Avith no bet- 
 ter success. 
 
 She noAV started to run back through 
 the fleet, but here a new combination 
 awaited her. Tlie Monitors had come iip, 
 the appearance of Avhich seemed for a 
 moment to disconcert the rebel. From 
 the first he had shown a Avholesome dread 
 of them, and by skillful manojuvring and 
 his greater speed had managed to aA'oid 
 them. NoAV they hammered him to the 
 utmost of their ability. The three had 
 managed each to get a position in a differ- 
 ent direction from each other, and Avhich- 
 ever Avay the ram turned he met these 
 ugly and yet invincible foes. At first he 
 Avas shy, and seemed irresolule as to Avhat 
 course to pursue, but finally seemed deter- 
 mined to get out of the bad scrape by 
 running through the fleet back to the 
 friendly protection of Fort Morgan. 
 
 NoAv, then. Admiral Farragut's admira- 
 ble tactics developed themseh'es, and 
 Avhicli he signaled to the Avhole fleet. The 
 little Monitor Manhattan appeared directly 
 in front of the ram to head him off. The 
 rest of the fleet formed a circle about the 
 rebel craft, and all commenced paying 
 him their heaAucst compliments. It Avas 
 a terrible fire — e\"ery rebel ball that struck 
 the Union A'essels did execution, making 
 great holes in their sides and reddening 
 their decks Avith blood ; but every shot 
 that struck the monster ram, glanced aAvay 
 like a rubber ball. To meet the exigency 
 
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 at this critical state of affairs, Farragut's 
 vessels were put in motion, describing a 
 circle about the rebel, the sloops and moni- 
 tors being directed to ram her every time 
 they came around, which was done with 
 deadly effect. Each vessel chased its 
 leader about, throwing a broadside into 
 the enemy at every opportunity, and at 
 every chance getting a ball at her. In 
 this way the plucky fellow Avas terribly 
 used. • Every time one of the sloops came 
 on to him the concussion was such as to 
 throw the crew of the monster off their 
 feet. The frequency Avith which she was 
 thus rammed, and the continuous artillery 
 fire that was rained upon her, so demoral- 
 ized her men, that they are said to have 
 begged to Burrendei-, fearing, at every 
 new sliock, that they would be sent to the 
 bottom. The course pursued by the ves- 
 sels was such that the ram was unable to 
 get range upon any of them so as to run 
 them down, thus compelling the ram to 
 remain passive. Or, if she attempted lo 
 escape the tormentors, an unlooked for 
 enemy Avould come and strike her on 
 the quarter, and throw her out of her 
 course. During this melee, the Manhat- 
 tan got one good shot 'in directly at the 
 ram's broadside. The huge ball of iron 
 struck foirly at the lower angle of the 
 heavy casemates and penetrated into the 
 inside, spending its force in tlie effort. 
 This Avas tlie only shot that ever passed 
 through her iron. 
 
 Against such odds in number, such can- 
 nonading and punchuig and entanglement, 
 the ram could not continue, and the for- 
 midable craft finally succumbed, after a 
 fight of something more than an houi-. 
 Buchanan directed his flag to be struck, 
 the ChickasaAV having the lienor of receiA'- 
 ing the surrender of the ship. 
 
 Good Natured Jerry. 
 One of the gimboats Avhich Avas em- 
 ployed in blockading the port of Wilming- 
 ton, North Carolina, had for second boat- 
 swain's-mate a comical little catroty-haired 
 
 . )'- 
 
 Irishman called Jerry, Avho Avould eat 
 more souse, chcAV more tobacco, and do 
 more growling than any tAvo men in the 
 ship. Jerry had had no previous expe- 
 rience in his duties, haA'ing been rated to 
 the position a day or tAvo after he came 
 aboard ; and great Avas the merriment, fore 
 and aft, at the dismal squeaks he elicited 
 from his boatswain's-Avhistle, when ordered 
 to call aAvay a boat or pipe " all hands up 
 anchor ; " or, in the richest brogue, baAvl 
 out, " D'ye hear, there, forre an' aft, the 
 meal-bag Avill lave to-morroAV mornin', an' 
 thar'll be an opporthunity to sind away 
 letthers ! " Jerry, hoAveA'er, AVas good-na- 
 tured, and generally bore all the fun at his 
 expense Avithout remonstrance ; but on 
 one occasion the laugh Avas so uproarious 
 against him, that, if possible, he would 
 neA'er permit any allusion to it. Some 
 men of his watch Avere at Avork doAvn in 
 the fore-hold breaking out provisions, Avhen 
 duty on deck required a few more hands. 
 Jerry Avent to the fore-hatch and sung 
 out : 
 
 '' Forre-hould, there ! " 
 
 " Hallo ! " came up from the depths. 
 
 " How many of yez is there down 
 there!" 
 
 " Three of us." 
 
 " Come up the half o' yez ! " 
 
 Rigging up a " Long Tom " out of Billy Ltily. 
 A vessel AA'hich Avent from New York 
 bound for St. Thomas, one morning found 
 herself being pursued by a Confederate 
 privateer off King's Channels. The vil- 
 lain Avas close in under land, in a small 
 sloop, Avith about tAventy-five men, and 
 Avhen he discovered his prey, the latter 
 Avas nearly becalmed. He gave chase, 
 and bore doAvn very fast upon his supposed 
 prize. Thei-e appeared to be no chance 
 for the vessel to effect her escape, under 
 these circumstances, except by stratagem ; 
 and there happening to be on board a man 
 Avhj could he metamorphosed into almost 
 anything, some one proposed to the Cap- 
 tain of the seemingly fated craft that he 
 
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 387 
 
 had better make a gun of Billy Luly, and 
 give chase in turn. They accordingly went 
 to work, put a black cap on Billy's head, 
 stretched him fore and aft on the keel of 
 the boat, with a rope made fast to his heels, 
 so that tliey could slide him on the centre 
 of gravity freely, and pointed his head to 
 the enemy. Having thus rigged up a 
 ' Long Tom,' the next thing was to fire it ; 
 and this was done by discharging a pistol 
 into a barrel, and raising a smoke by throw- 
 ing ashes into the air. The trick succeed- 
 ed — the sloop tacked and made oflP; the 
 vessel hauled on the wind and pursued hei 
 close in under land, then tacked ship and 
 stood into St. Thomas. Thus were twenty- 
 five men di'iven off by four. 
 
 Heroism of a Naval Engineer. 
 During the engagement between the rebel 
 ram Albemarle, and the Sassacus, a woodezi 
 gunboat, the latter received a shot through 
 her boiler, which caused a large quantity 
 of steam to escape directly into the ship. 
 The situation a^s appalling. The shrieks 
 of the scalded and dying, as they franti- 
 cally rushed i;p from below, with their 
 shrivelled flesh* hanging in shreds upon 
 their tortured limbs, the engine beyond con- 
 trol, surging and revolving without guide 
 or check, abandoned by all save one, who, 
 scalded, blackened, sightless, still stood 
 like a hero to his post. Alone, amidst that 
 mass of unloosed steam and uncontrollable 
 machinery, the chief engineer of the Sas- 
 sacus, James M. Hobby, remained, calling 
 to his men to return with him into the fire- 
 room, to drag the fires from beneath the 
 uninjured boiler, which was now in immi- 
 nent danger of explosion. Let his name be 
 long remembered by the two hundred be- 
 ings Avhose lives were saved in that fear- 
 ful moment by his more than heroic forti- 
 tude and exertion. There were no means 
 of instajjtly cutting off communication be- 
 tween the two boilers, and all the steam 
 contained in both rushed out like a flash, 
 exposing the ship to a most fearful catas- 
 trophe, had the brave engineers been too 
 
 late in drawing the heavy fires which 
 threatened such destruction. Even after 
 Mr. Hobby had been severely scalded by 
 steam escaping from a shot-hole in the 
 boiler, he stood by and worked the ship 
 out of the reach of the enemy. 
 
 Two Things that Sounded Alike. 
 There was a laughable story frequently 
 repeated at Fortress Monroe, concerning a 
 certain high Commander, who was pious 
 enough in creed, but on certain occasions, 
 when his dander Avas up, could do full jus- 
 
 The Morrimac. 
 
 tice to his feeling by giving them mouth. 
 When, therefore, the Merrimac came 
 down, the high official in question, was all 
 motion ; he was highly excited, and now 
 and then he eased his feelings by certain 
 forcible ejaculations in the shape of solid 
 balls of nouns substantive. A contraband, 
 who heard him, gave a very good descrip- 
 tion of how the white-haired old man 
 moved about in the storm of shells. " By 
 golly. Boss," said he, " but de way dat old 
 mass' off''cer moved about day Avar a cau- 
 tion. He Avent dis way and dat Avay ; he 
 went hea' and he Avent dar ; but to hab 
 hearn de old mass' swar ! — Boss, its de 
 solemn truf, dat de Avay de old un SAvar 
 Avar plumb nigh like preaching." 
 
 Sailors and Sweethearts on the Ohio. 
 
 A sailor belonging to one of the United 
 
 States gunboats doing Government service 
 
 on the Ohio river, became enamored of a 
 
 fair young damsel Avho superintended a 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE EEBELLION. 
 
 i 
 
 sewing machine in a certain dressmaking 
 establishment in Cincinnati. A description 
 of the youthful pair, Avill be first in place. 
 The sailor was tall, and exposure to the 
 Southern Confederacy and plug tobacco 
 had given an Olivia tinge to his cuticle. 
 He domied his suit of Federal blue with 
 becoming grace, and wore his cowhide 
 boots thick upon him. The third day 
 comes a frost — but this need not be antic- 
 ipated. 
 
 As the young lady was not wrapped 
 lip in the sailor to any alarming extent, 
 in short, had not the tender passion 
 within her excited toward him, a descrip- 
 tion of her is scarcely necessary to the 
 point of the story. It may just be said, 
 however, that she was exceedingly intel- 
 lectual Avith that sewing machine, and had 
 an engaging way in doing general house- 
 work and fulfilling the multifarious Uttle 
 duties peculiar to her sex. 
 
 The sailor, however, loved her, and 
 what's more he didn't know it. She never 
 told her love — nor anybody else — what her 
 feelings were toward tlie sailor, till oiie 
 autumnal afternoon, during the fore part 
 of October, when — but this is anticipa- 
 ting. 
 
 One day, while her maiden meditations 
 were fancy-freeing to the hum of her ma- 
 chine, (she was wont to hum there) a 
 billet-doux, enclosed in a Government en- 
 velope, was placed before her. It came 
 from her would-be love — the gallant sail- 
 or-boy — and notified her to be in readiness, 
 for on the coming afternoon she might ex- 
 pect him to " call for her." Anticipating 
 a visit to the matinee at Pike's, or a street 
 railroad excursion at least, she paid a lit- 
 tle more attention to her personal appear- 
 ance than usual, on the afternoon named, 
 and Avhen the tall, tanned, timid, trembling 
 tar appeared, fresh and trim in Uncle 
 Sam's naval insignia, she was resplendent 
 in new harness, with all her perfections on 
 her head. Tlie loyal tar, so true to the 
 ' Union ' sentiment, had a shipmate with 
 him — had she caujrht a tar-tar ? — and was 
 
 accompanied by a third person, who proved 
 to be a justice of the peace. 
 
 Explanations set in. Her sailor boy, 
 clad in loyal garb, had come to marry her ; 
 that's what he meant by calling for her. 
 He wanted her to be the sharer of his 
 shares, and the jawer of his joys. She 
 shrieked, tore the basting out of a dress- 
 waist that had been cut bias, laughed hys- 
 terically, and said she "couldn't see it." 
 Alas for the cause of the Union ! The 
 sailor implored. Her attention was perr 
 suasively solicited to several packages of 
 postal currency, two dollars and a half in 
 each package, the savings of six months 
 gunboating in behalf of the Stars and 
 Stripes. She gazed upon said packages 
 with undazzled eye. He assumed a de- 
 spairing look, and darkly hinted at the 
 aqueous facilities always in the reach of 
 gunboaters, for washing off this mortal evil ! 
 She was inexorable still. The sailor, find- 
 ing his matrimonial scheme a dead failure, 
 fled from the destroyer of his peace, and 
 was last seen burying hi§ Avoes (also his 
 nose) in a tumbler. The maiden, happy 
 and free, still continued to paddle her own 
 — sewmnj machine. • 
 
 Chase of the Sovereign. 
 
 Commodore Davis's fleet of Federal ves- 
 sels left Fort Pillow for Memphis, on the 
 oth of June. I was sitting at dinner, (says 
 ' Carleton,' a spirited and agreeable writer, 
 and author of one of the best books on the 
 war,) with the Commodore and Captain 
 Phelps, on board the Benton, when an 
 orderly tlu-ust his head into the cabin, and 
 said: 
 
 " Sir, there is a fine steamer ahead of us." 
 
 "We are on deck in an instant. The 
 boatsAvain is piping all hands to quarters. 
 
 " Out Avith that gun ! Quick ! " shouts 
 Lieutenant Bishop. The brave tars seize 
 the ropes, the trucks creak, and the great 
 eleven-inch gun, already loaded, is out in 
 a tAvinkling. Men are bringing up shot 
 and shell. The deck is cleared of all su- 
 perfluous furniture. 
 
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 389 
 
 There she is, a mile distant 1 
 
 steamer, head up-stream. Sh 
 turns her bow. Her broat 
 round, and we read " Sove 
 her wheelhouse. We are o 
 deck, and the muzzle of the eieveu-nicii 
 gun is immediately beneath us. A great 
 flash comes in our faces. We are in a 
 cloud, stifled, stunned, gasping for breath, 
 our ears ringing ; but the cloud is blown 
 
 go, the tug puffing and wheezing as if it 
 had the asthma. 
 
 " Through the ^chute ! " shouts Captain 
 Phelps. Chute is a French word, mean- 
 ing a narrow passage, not the main chan- 
 nel of the river. The Sovereign is in the 
 main channel, but the Spitfire has the 
 shortest distance. The tug cuts the water 
 like a ^nife. She comes out just astern 
 of the steamer. 
 
 Gunboat Fight at Fort Pillow. 
 
 away, and we see the shot throw up 
 the water a mile beyond the Sovereign. 
 Glorious ! We will have her. Another, 
 not so good. Another, still worse. 
 
 The Louisville, Carondelet, and Cairo 
 opened fire. But the Sovereign is a fast 
 sailer, and is increasing the distance. 
 
 " The Spitfire will catch her ! " says the 
 Pilot. A wave of the hand, and the Spit- 
 fire is alongside, running up like a dog to 
 its master. Lieutenant Bishop, Pilot Bix- 
 by, and a gun crew jump on board the tug, 
 Avhich carries a boat howitzer. Away they 
 
 " Bang ! " goes the howitzer. The shot 
 falls short. "Bang!" again in a twinkling. 
 Better. " Bang ! " It goes over the Sov- 
 ereign. 
 
 " Hurrah ! Bishop will get her ! " The 
 crews of the gunboats dance with delight 
 and swing their caps. " Bang ! " Right 
 through her cabin. The Sovereign turns 
 towards the shore, and runs plump against 
 the bank. TJie crew, all but the cook, 
 take to the woods, and the steamer is 
 ours. 
 
 The crew on board the Sovereign had 
 
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 been stopping at the farm-houses along tli 
 river, setting tire to the cotton on the plan 
 tations. They did it in tlie name of th 
 Confederate government, that it might n 
 fall into the hands of the Yankees. 
 
 Eagle at the Mast-Head. 
 
 As the fleet of Federal transports "vvas 
 
 passing down the Chesapeake Bay to 
 
 Hampton lloads, on that beautiful day in 
 
 October when the vessels first got under 
 
 Fleet of Gunboats in the James lvi\tr 
 
 weigh at Annapolis, a large bald eagle 
 came sweeping out from the shore of Ma- 
 ryland, and, soaring grandly high in the 
 air above the fleet, finally alighted. on the 
 mast-head of the Atlantic, the head-quar- 
 ters of the army. In an instant, all eyes 
 were upon the great and graceful visitor, 
 and conjectures were busy as to whether 
 he Avere a loyal bird, come to give his 
 blessing at parting, or some cunning seces- 
 sion rooster, intent on spying out the 
 Federal strength. The brave men gave 
 the bird the benefit of the doubt ; an oifi- 
 cer peremptorily staying the hand of a 
 soldier who would have shot him, and the 
 omen of his appearance at such a time 
 and in such a manner Avas accepted as 
 auo'uring the full success of the enterprise 
 
 by the courageous conduct of 
 ib.u . 'f Captain McGilvery, master 
 
 , ' Mary Goodell, which was cap- 
 
 a rebel privateer and subse- 
 ;\K r.iv /I leased, and arrived at Portland, 
 'Jrs. Mc( "-ilvery was on the voyage Avith 
 "ur husband, and When the ship was 
 boarded uy the privateers, she was asked 
 by them for a supply of small stores for 
 their use, as they Avere rather short. She 
 immediately replied that she had nothing 
 but arsenic, and 
 A\ oidd gladly give 
 them a supply, but 
 that they could liaA-e 
 nothing else from 
 her. Seeing the 
 national flag near at 
 hand, they started 
 to secure it, Avhen 
 s-he sprung forward, 
 and grasping ' the 
 flag, thrcAv it into a 
 clicst, and placing 
 he 1 self over it, de- 
 clared they should 
 iiut have it unless 
 they took her Avith it. Finding the lady 
 rather too spunky for them, the despera- 
 does w^ere content to retire without fur- 
 ther molesting her. 
 
 Bather too Spunky for Them. 
 Something may be learned of the spirit 
 Avhich is in Avoman, Avhen she Avill or when 
 
 Tete-a-Tete with the Old Admiral. 
 At the gathering in the Brooklyn Acad- 
 emy of Music, in honor of Admiral Farra- 
 gut, in December, 1864, on his return 
 after his brilliant naval achievements in 
 the South, a most enthusiastic ovation Avas 
 given him. While the main portion of 
 the company Avere enjoying themselves up 
 stairs, a pleasant scene Avas enacting for 
 a short period, in one of the private 
 apartments beloAV — the Admiral and a fcAV 
 ladies and gentlemen partaking of a colla- 
 tion prepared for the distinguished guest. 
 In a tete-a-tete Avith a lady, an explanation 
 Avas elicited from the Admiral of his being 
 lashed at the mast-head of the Hartford. 
 " Admiral," said the lady, " do tell me 
 
NAYAL EXPLOITS, CHASES, ESCAPES, PRIZES, ETC. 391 
 
 if it was true, as they said, that yon were 
 lashed to the mast down at Mobile Bay ? " 
 " Well,'" said the Admiral, with the art- 
 lessness of a child, " I'll tell you all about 
 it. You know in a fight the smoke of the 
 guns lies on the water, and, naturally, I 
 would want to see over it to know what 
 was going on. Well, I would jump upon 
 a box — so high,'* (indicating with his 
 hand) ; " then I would get up a little 
 
 higher ; and by and by I got up to where 
 they said. I suppose I was two hours 
 getting as high as that. I had a little 
 rope that I had lashed around me, just to 
 keep me from falling, in case I should get 
 hurt. Every one, you know, is liable to 
 get hurt in a fight." 
 
 " When have you heai'd from your 
 friend Adjnii'al Buchanan ? " asked a gen- 
 tleman 
 
 " Oh, I saw a letter from him yesterday. 
 He complains bitterly of his hard treat- 
 ment, as he calls it, in Fort Lafayette, and 
 wants me to use my mfluence to get him 
 in the Naval Hospital. They (the rebels) 
 all seem to think a good deal of me," 
 continued the Admiral, ^vith charming 
 naivete., '' although I have done so much to 
 hui't them.". 
 
 " Buchanan didn't lose his leg,'' he re- 
 
 marked^ in correction of an observation of 
 one of the company ; " the surgeon saved 
 that for him, although we tried our best to 
 knock it off. Tell you what," he Avent 
 on, " I was glad enough to see that flag 
 come down on the ram." 
 
 " Wliich do you like best. Admiral — 
 being afloat or ashore ? " inquired another 
 lady. 
 
 '- Well," he replied, " I enjoy life every- 
 where. I take the Avorld as I find it." 
 
 " Well, Admiral, what do you think of 
 the war ? " was another question — there 
 not being often a chance to " pump " at 
 such an illustrious handle. 
 
 " It's all right. We've got 'em. They'll 
 begin to show it soon." He expressed 
 great hopes of the success of the expedi- 
 tion that had recently sailed. '' Porter," 
 said he, " is a noble felloAv. I know him 
 well, and he will not disappoint the 
 country." 
 
 He was congratulated on his probable 
 elevation to the rank of Vice Admiral, in 
 pursuance of the resolution before Con- 
 ress. He replied : " Yes, I'm much oblig- 
 ed to them. I'm thankful to everybody." 
 
 About twelve o'clock the lold hero rose 
 to go, and upon being offered an escort to 
 New York he said playfully, 
 
 " When I am pokuig around doAvn 
 South, then I often Avant a pilot ; but 
 around here. I am at home, and can paddle 
 my OAATi canoe." 
 
 He at length consented to accept S. 
 " convoy," as he called it, but insisted tl;at 
 it should be a " single " man. S^d he, 
 jocosely, " I knoAA' Avhat good Avives say 
 sometimes Avhen their husbands are out 
 too late." 
 
 Astonishing 
 
 Ignorance on board a Gtui- 
 Taoat. 
 
 The humors of the Federal Navy Avere 
 neither few nor inferior during the period 
 of its splendid service in behalf of the old 
 flag. But not all of these humors AA^ere 
 strictly in the belligerent line, as the fol- 
 loA\'inG; Avill shoAV. The excellent gunboat 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION. 
 
 ' We-no-shepokes-slow ' Iiad been out of 
 port quite a considerable length of time. 
 One of the messes was the owner of some 
 • butter, which, following rules and regula- 
 tions naval, outranked by seniority all 
 other butter that came upon the ship. 
 While admitting its abstract right to do so, 
 they nevertheless voted that it had clearly 
 no right to outrank them to the extent it 
 did ; and consequently various curious 
 chemical processes were detailed, each of 
 which was equal to the task of deceiving 
 them mto the belief that the new product 
 would " taste like butter just from the 
 churn." The caterer, being a man of ex- 
 tensive family experience, had the ear of 
 the mess, and boldly asserted that first 
 washing in diluted chlorid of lime, fol- 
 lowed by a cleansing bath of pure Avater, 
 was an infallible cure. But where should 
 they get the chlorid aforesaid? The 
 doctor was appealed to, who had no chlorid 
 of lime, but had what was just as good — 
 chlorid potassium. Caterer was not posted 
 on chlorid potassium, but, considering the 
 authority good, gave the stcAvard instruc- 
 tions how to manipulate the strong. At 
 dinner time he brought upon the table two 
 plates in appearance of yellow butter, in 
 reality of beautiful soap. Tlie impertur- 
 bable Ensign H — got the first mouthful, 
 but with a shght grimace swallowed his 
 disgust and the soap together. With an 
 anathema on that hollow tooth, he passed 
 the dish to the fastidious paymaster with 
 eloquent laudations. Paymaster took the 
 bait unsuspiciously, but without making a 
 sign was taken sea-sick, and rushed fran- 
 tically to the side. When all that could 
 be were sold and marked, the joke was 
 saddled upon the doctor and caterer, each 
 of Avhom accuse the other of immense 
 chemical ignorance to this day. 
 
 Signaling for Sherman— Meeting- of the 
 Warriors. 
 
 The United States revenue cutter, Ne- 
 maha, Lieutenant Commanding Samuel 
 S. Warner, General Foster's flag-boat. 
 
 left Hilton Head on the morning of De- 
 cember 12th, 1864, to go down the coast 
 with General Foster and staff, to endeav- 
 or to open communication with General 
 Sherman, (who was expected to have 
 arrived at the head of his great .^ymy 
 just marched through Georgia,) go,ng 
 through to Fort Pulaski and thence 
 through the marsh to Warsaw Sound, 
 looking toward the main canal to discover 
 some traces of Sherman's advance. None 
 were observed, so the General proceeded 
 outside and entered Ossabaw Sound, where 
 the gunboat Flag, on blockading duty, was 
 communicated with. Lieutenant George 
 A Fisher, of the Signal Corps, United 
 States Army, Avas here left on board the 
 Flag to proceed Avith his party up the 
 Ogeechee, and endeavor to communicate 
 Avith Sherman, if he should approach the 
 coast at that point. 
 
 The Nemalia returned to WarsaAV and 
 moved up the Wilmington river, anchoring 
 just out of range of a Confederate bat- 
 tery. During the night, rockets were 
 throAvn up by Captain Jesse Men-ill, Chief 
 of the Signal Corps, to announce his pres- 
 ence to General Sherman's signal officei's, 
 but elicited no response. 
 
 Lieutenant Fisher A\'as more successful. 
 The Flag fired six guns in rapid succes- 
 sion, from a lieaAy gun, as a signal, and 
 then Lieutenant Fisher threw up several 
 rockets and closely examined the horizon 
 over the mainland for the response. At 
 about three o'clock on the morning of the 
 13th, after a rocket had been discharged 
 from the Flag, a little stream of liglit was 
 observed to shoot vxp in the direction of 
 the Ogeechee, and quickly die aAvay. ' 
 Another rocket Avas immediately sent up 
 from the flag-ship, and a second stream 
 of liglit was seen in the same position as 
 the first. It then became a question 
 AAdiether or not they Avere rebel signals 
 to delude the Federal ofiicers. 
 
 At about seven o'clock, the navy tug 
 Dandelion, Acting Master Williams, took 
 Lieutenant Fisher and his party, and Cap- 
 
NAVAL EXPLOITS, CHASES, ESCAPES, PRIZES, ETC. 
 
 393 
 
 tain Williamson, of the flag-ship, and 
 proceeded up the Ogeechse to a point 
 within sight of Fort McAllister and the 
 batteries on the Little Ogeechee. Here 
 Lieutenant Fisher took a small boat and 
 proo ded up as far as possible without 
 drawing the enemy's fire. A careful re- 
 connoisance was made of the fort and the 
 surrounding Avoods, from which proceeded 
 the reports of musketry, and the attention 
 of the garrison seemed to be directed in- 
 land entirely. A flag, Avhich seemed like 
 that of the Union, was seen flying from a 
 house four miles off, and on more careful 
 examination the stars were plainly visiblej 
 and all doubt of the clxaracter of the flas: 
 
 o 
 
 was at once removed. It was the flag that 
 had floated over General Howard's head- 
 quarters at Atlanta, and now flamed out on 
 the sea coast, within eight miles of the city 
 of Savannah. Lieutenant Fisher at once 
 returned to the tug, and moved up to 
 an opening out of range of Fort Mc- 
 Allister, when, from the top of the 
 pilot-house of the Dandelion, the Ameri- 
 can flag could be distinctly seen. A white 
 signal flag Avas as once raised by Lieuten- 
 ant Fisher, and at once a signal flag of 
 like nature was waved, and communica- 
 tion opened. 
 
 Lieutenant Fisher signalled — , 
 
 « Who are you ? " 
 
 "McClintock, chief signal officer of 
 General Howard," was signalled back. 
 
 A message Avas at once sent to General 
 Sherman, tendering all aid from General 
 Foster and Admiral Dahlffren. 
 
 General Sherman then signalled that he 
 was investing Fort McAllister, and want- 
 ed to knoAv if the boat could help Avith 
 her heavy guns. Before any reply conld 
 be given, General Sherman had signalled 
 to General Hazen, of the Fifteenth Corps, 
 to take the fort immediately. 
 
 In flve minutes ' the rally had "been 
 sounded by the bugles. One volley of 
 musketry Avas heard, and the next moment 
 the three brigade flags of Hazen's Divis- 
 ion were placed almost simultaneously on 
 
 the parapets of Fort McAllister. The 
 fort was captured in tAventy minutes 
 after General Sherman's order to take it 
 was given. General Sherman then sent 
 word that he would be down that night 
 and to look out for his boat. The tug 
 immediately steamed down to OssabaAV 
 Sound, to find General Foster or Admiral 
 Dahlgren ; but they not being there, des- 
 patches Avere sent to them at WarsaAV, an- 
 nouncing General Sherman's intended 
 visit, and the tug retunied to its old posi- 
 tion. While approaching the fort again a 
 small boat was seen coming doAvn. It 
 was hailed with — 
 
 " What boat is that ? " and the welcome 
 response came back — 
 
 " Sherman." 
 
 It soon came alongside, and out of the 
 little dugout, paddled by tAvo men, stepped 
 General Sherman and General HoAvard, 
 and stood on the deck of the Dandehon. 
 The great leader was i-eceived with cheer 
 after cheer. 
 
 The coiTespondents for the press who 
 accompanied General Sherman, have pub- 
 lished, in vol. form, their admirable reports. 
 
 Bibles on Shipboard,— Touching: Scene. 
 
 What may Avell be called a pleasing 
 scene occurred on board the steamer Can- 
 ada during her passage from Dubuque 
 toAvard St. Louis, in the fall of 1861. 
 One Saturday evening, AA^iile many of the 
 passengers were engaged in conversation, 
 others Avhihng aAvay their time at ' euchre,' 
 Avhile some, more rude, perliaps, Avith the 
 ribald jest and ungentlemanly oath, Avere 
 using up the evening, a. young man seated 
 himself at one of the tables, and engaged 
 in reading his Bible. Another, and still 
 another, took his place around this tempo- 
 rary altar, untill nearly all of that little 
 band of soldiers, numbering about twenty, 
 Avere reading the Scriptures. An aged 
 man took his station in their midst. He 
 had a benign and venerable' air, his hoary 
 locks proclaiming that many a Avinter had 
 passed over his head. There, those boys. 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 with that old man, formed a group, the 
 sight of which was indeed adapted to en- 
 chain the eye and to win the heart. The 
 creaking machinery of the boat, the dirge- 
 like music of the wind, were loud ; but, 
 above the clatter and confusion, the 
 prayers of those boys assuredly were 
 heard by the Highest. 
 
 The Day and the Event. 
 "Day 19. — Moi'ning prayer: Psalm 
 XCV. — Venite, exuUemus — ' O come, let 
 us sing unto the Lord ; let us heartily re- 
 joice in the strength of our salvation. 
 Let us come before his presence Avith 
 thanksgiving, and show ourselves glad in 
 him with psalms.'" This was the opening 
 psalm for the day, said or sung in many 
 Christian churches, by minister and people 
 responsively, at the hour when the Kear- 
 sarge, just out of French waters, was 
 rounding-to to meet the Alabama. When 
 the morning service was closing, the Ala- 
 bama lay a harmless mass of Avood and 
 iron at the bottom 
 of the ocean, and her 
 commander, saved 
 from drowning by 
 the clemency of his 
 conqueror, was, with 
 hi§ treacherous ally, 
 approaching tho 
 British shore, whei i 
 he might, had he 
 been piously inclin- 
 ed, have listened to 
 the evening service 
 for that day, closing 
 with the last re- 
 sponse of the Miseri- 
 cordium et judicium 
 
 — " I sliall soon destroy all the ungodly 
 that are in the land ; that I may root out 
 all the wicked doers from the city of the 
 Lord." It is well known that the fact of 
 the 'fight between the Kearsarge and the 
 Alabama, on the Sabbath day, was not 
 sought or arranged for by Captain Win- 
 slow to take place then. Having received 
 
 notice that Captain Semmes, of the Ala- 
 bama, encouraged by Mason, Slidell, and 
 other Confederate minions abroad, intend- 
 ed to come out, at some time, and fight, 
 Captain Winslow held himself in readi- 
 ness to meet his antagonist at any day or 
 hour. Perhaps the holy day could in no oth- 
 er Avay have been so peculiarly hallowed as 
 by the summary and complete destruction 
 of such a craft as the Alabama. Query : 
 Did that very devout man, John Slidell, 
 who was so busy with his secession 
 schemes in that part of Europe, join in 
 the ' Venite exidtemus' as his morning de- 
 votional exercise for the day in question ? 
 It would be interesting, too, to know the 
 hoary mtriguer's religious meditations 
 when night closed in upon him ! 
 
 Up the Cumberland— Grit of the Old Major. 
 The opening of the Cumberland river, 
 free from secession enemies, was a joyous 
 event to the Tennessee Unionists, and the 
 demonstrations were enthusiastic bej'ond 
 
 Gunboat Kansas. 
 
 all description. Here and there, however^ 
 a contrary spirit was manifested. As one 
 of the Federal gunboats passed up the 
 river, there was at one of the large houses 
 a gi-oup of ladies observed, Avho stood 
 looking at the boat. " Hurrah for the 
 Union!" yelled old Major — , from the roof 
 of the pilot-house. No response from the 
 
NAVAL EXPLOITS, CHASES, ESCAPES, PRIZES, ETC 
 
 395 
 
 ladies. "Hurrah for the Stars and 
 Stripes ! " yelled the Major again. Still 
 no response. " Why don't you wave your 
 handkerchiefs ? " angrily roared the Ma- 
 jor, while the decks and guards now ex- 
 ploded with uncontrollable roars of laugh- 
 ter. " Haven't you got any feelings ? 
 Secesh ! Secesh ! (pointing the finger, 
 after the manner of little boys, crying 
 shame,) Secesh ! Secesh ! O you villains ! 
 Hurrah for the Union ! Death to rebels ! 
 Hail Columbia ! " &c., &c. 
 
 Remforcement of Fort Pickens— How it -was 
 Done. 
 
 Why and how Fort Pickens was so 
 skillfully remforced is thus made to ap- 
 pear : The gallant Slemmer, witk a hand- 
 ful of jnen to garrison an extensive fortifi- 
 cation, having for some time suspected that 
 the secessionists were tampering with his 
 men, intercepted a couple of letters which 
 had been smuggled into Pickens and ad- 
 dressed to a sergeant. The writer offered 
 this man the sum of two thousand dollars, 
 and a commission, which would make him 
 the companion of the gentleman of the 
 South in arms ; and, as an inducement to 
 the faithful fellows who so long had held 
 those stone walls against thousands, five 
 hundred dollars were promised to every 
 private who at that price would become a 
 traitor to the United States. The men, 
 true soldiers as they were, remained stead- 
 fast to their colors. The sergeant was 
 forthwith sent a prisoner to the command- 
 er of the naval force lying off the harbor. 
 That very day, a messenger arrived from 
 Washington, bringing a verbal order to re- 
 inforce ; this messenger had been captured, 
 but had destroyed his dispatches, the con- 
 tents of which luckily he knew. The or- 
 der was now passed to throw into Pickens 
 all the artillery, soldiers, and marines in 
 the squadron. How the work was done, 
 the surgeon's story which here follows will 
 tell :— 
 
 We had shoved off, and were struggling 
 hard against the tide to reach the steam 
 25 
 
 frigate that was to tow us in. At length 
 we reached her, and I seized the man- 
 ropes to climb her steep sides. " Sure, 
 and that's a cruel limb, Docther, an' you 
 wid yere sthiff ould legs." " Watch till 
 she rises," said the coxswain, " now's your 
 time, Sir." I hauled my rheimiatic limbs 
 painfully up, trustmg to my hand, and 
 reached the deck. Here artillery-men 
 and marines were assembled ; and on deck 
 I left them to go below, where cigars, cof- 
 fee, and chat awaited me, and in which I 
 indulged until the steamer came to anchor, 
 and I was summoned to repair to another 
 and smaller stekm vessel which was to tow 
 us hi further. It was two o'clock in the 
 morning when we got aboard the small 
 steamer, and ran in toward the shore of 
 Santa Rosa. The first detachment of 
 boats must have Landed its party under 
 cover of the obscurity; for the young 
 moon had long since gone down, leaving 
 the sentinel stars to give us a famt light. 
 On Ave steamed, and by-and-by came to 
 and dropped anchor at least two miles from 
 Fort Pickens. " Come, men, bear a hand 
 — no time to lose ! " said the Captain ; and 
 doAvn the steamer's sides tumbled the men 
 into the boats. A senior surgeon and I 
 jumped into the Captain's gig, into Avhich 
 he followed, and away Ave Avent — tAvo long 
 miles to pull against a tidcAvay. " Lively 
 stroke, lads, give Avay ! " The oars bent, 
 and every blade shone as it flashed through 
 the phosphorescent Avater. On, on, on! 
 HoAV long those miles seemed ! We con- 
 versed gravely, occasionally looking aft to 
 see whether the boats were keeping Avay 
 Avith us. We conveieed gravely, for I 
 suppose we were all speculating on Avhat 
 might be the manner of our return. I 
 take no shame to myself in confessmg that 
 I did not hold a very cheerful view of the 
 expedition. The first detachment of boats 
 was returning as Ave started. Night had 
 favored them, Avhile we — ! "Rather 
 bright to the eastAvard," said I. " Yes," 
 said the Captain, " Ave'll have morning on 
 us directly ; strike out, men ! " Morning, 
 
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 thoiioflit I, and we were not more than half 
 Avay. The men pulled like good fellows, 
 we keeping near the shore to avoid the 
 strength of the current. Near, yet just 
 Avithout easy rifle range ; for the chaparral 
 afforded excellent cover for riflemen. It 
 was so light now that I could see my 
 hands, and morning was coming on more 
 rapidly than I ever knew it to break be- 
 fore. 
 
 " Give way, lads ! — whose oar is that 
 out of water ? " 
 
 '' Smith's, Sir ; he's a haulin' off" his pea- 
 jacket. Sir." 
 " Give way ! " 
 
 The Captain had been searching with 
 his glass for the fort. At length he said : 
 "Ah, there it is ! " An opaline light by 
 this time pervaded the eastern sky, reveal- 
 ing our boats to any watchful eye. I was 
 gazing into the distance to catch a glimpse 
 of the fort. I soon made out its dark out- 
 line, and almost at the same moment I, 
 Bob Harding, saw another sight, which to 
 me was of particular interest. It was the 
 white mass of the hostile Fort McRae, on 
 the side of the harbor opposite to Pickens, 
 and, like Pickens, commanding the en- 
 trance. The white mass of masonry, 
 dotted regularly with dark embrasures, 
 occupied my attention exceedingly as our 
 boats pulled right for it ; for our Captain 
 had, it seems, determined to land in front 
 of Pickens, on a beach that McRae might 
 have swept with a storm of shot and shell. 
 It was quite light enough by this time for 
 the enemy to distinguish every boat, nay, 
 every man. " Give way !" As Ave round- 
 ed a sandy point right under the hostile 
 guns, I kept my eyes flxed on four embras- 
 ures in McRae. By Jove ! hoAv big and 
 black they seemed ! I Avatched them ; for 
 I felt assured that before Ave should have 
 pulled much farther one or more sheets of 
 red flame Avould burst forth, and then those 
 AA'ho lived Avould be SAvimming for it. No 
 one spoke. Bright, brighter, grew the 
 east. The oars buckled and the waters 
 hissed as Ave dashed tOAvard the beach. 
 
 Soon the boats found bottom. Out jumped 
 the men and marines ; and we officers, 
 mounted on the shoulders of some of the 
 boat's crcAv, landed, the surf overtaking 
 and Avetting us all. The men drcAV up on 
 the beach. Surely, thought I, noAV McRae 
 Avill open upon us. Now's their chance. 
 We started to lead the men across the sand 
 to the sally-port of the fortress. Bang ! 
 
 " Who fired that musket ? " said the 
 Captain, at Avhose side I stood. 
 
 " It's the ould Docther, Sir," said Pri- 
 A-ate Brennan ; " he's filled my muskit A\'id 
 tebacky cuds, an' I'm afther emptyin' it. 
 Sir. Och ! but he's a poAverful man Avid 
 the tebacky, ony Avay." 
 
 " Keep silence there," said the Captain 
 — '^ com© on, men ! Here you are ! Tum- 
 ble in ! Sailor men, back to the boats ? " 
 
 Into the fort went the marines, led by my 
 friend, the surgeon, Avhile the Captain and 
 I made for the boats, and started to return 
 to our ships, Avith the Lieutenant, Avho had 
 staid on the beach to guard our flotilla. 
 As Ave passed McRae I said to myself, 
 " NoAv it's coming, Bob ! " I Avatched the 
 embrasures. They looked tAvice as ugly as 
 a ship's port-holes, and every gun seemed 
 pointed to my deA'oted head. I kncAV that ' 
 I Avould be the only one hit, for at me they 
 aimed. The men pulled cheerily, and 
 after a Avhile I made up my mind that Ave 
 Avere to get back to our floating homes with 
 unbroken limbs. The east Avas gloAving 
 Avitli a Avarm, rosy light ; the morning Avas 
 lovely. 
 
 " Are you one of those Avho admii-e sun- 
 rise ? " said the Captain. 
 
 " No, Sir, I am not ; and I must say 
 that this moiling it Avas especially uiiAvel- 
 come. A few minutes since I Avould have 
 been glad of an hour more of darkness." 
 
 The Captain laughed. 
 
 " Did not you expect McRae to open on 
 us ? " asked I. 
 
 " Most certainly," replied he. 
 
 That is the AA'ay that Fort Piekens Avas 
 reinforced from the Federal squadron on 
 the morning of the thirteenth of April, 
 
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 397 
 
 1861, by daylight, in face of a fully armed 
 fort and other batteries — reinforced while 
 a large body of men held the opposite 
 shore. 
 
 Willing' to part with his other Leg-. 
 The river at Port Hudson makes a ma- 
 jestic curve. At the memorable siege, re- 
 sulting in the capture of that stronghold, 
 rebel cannon were planted along the con- 
 cave brow of the crescent-shaped bluffs of 
 the eastern shore, wliile beneath the bluff, 
 near the water's edge, there was another 
 series of what were called water-batteries 
 
 Willing to part with his other leg. 
 
 Hning the bank. As the Federal ships en- 
 tered this curve, following the channel 
 which swept close to the eastern shore, 
 they Avere, one after the other, exposed to 
 the most terrible enfilading fire from all 
 the batteries following the line of the 
 curve. This was the most desperate point 
 of the conflict ; for hei'e it was almost lit- 
 erally fighting muzzle to muzzle. The 
 rebels discharged an incessant cross-fire of 
 grape and canister, to which the heroic 
 squadron replied with double-shotted guns. 
 Never did ships pass a more fiery ordeal. 
 
 Lieutenant-Commander Cummings, the 
 executive officer of the ship Richmond, 
 
 Avas standing Avith his speaking-trumpet in 
 his hand cheering the men, with Alden by 
 his side, Avhen there was a simultaneous 
 flash and roar, and a storm of shot came 
 crashing through the bulwarks from a rebel 
 battery, which they could almost touch 
 with theu- ramrods. Both of the officers 
 fell as if struck by lightning. The Cap- 
 tain was simply stnick down by the Avind- 
 age, and escaped unharmed. The speak- 
 ing-trumpet in Commander Cummings' 
 hand Avas battered flat, and his left leg 
 Avas torn off just belo .' the knee. As he 
 fell heavily upon the cI ck, in his gushing 
 blood, he exclaimed — 
 
 " Put a tourniquet on my leg, boys. 
 Send my letters to my AA'ife. Tell her 
 that I fell in doing my duty ! " 
 
 As they took him beloAV, and into the 
 surgeon's room, already filled with the 
 Avounded, he looked around upon the un- 
 fortunate group, and said — 
 
 " If there are any here hurt worse than 
 I am, let them be attended to first ! " 
 
 His shattered limb AA-as immediately am- 
 putated. Soon after, as he lay upon his 
 couch, exhausted by the operation and 
 faifit from the loss of blood, he heard the 
 noise of the escape of steam as a rebel 
 shot penetrated the boiler. Inquiring the 
 cause, and learning that the ship had 
 become disabled, he exclaimed, with fer- 
 vor — 
 
 " I Avould Avillingly give my other leg, if 
 we could but pass those batteries ! " 
 
 The hero died of his AA'ound a fcAv days 
 after. 
 
 Daring- Attack upon a Paymaster's Boat. 
 
 The foUoAving record is only one among 
 very many which illustrate the skill and 
 valor exhibited by our officers, Avhether 
 duty called them to the performance of 
 gallant deeds on the land or on the sea. 
 
 Captain Spencer, aid to General Wool, 
 received information one day, from two 
 ladies Avho Avent from Norfolk to Fortress 
 Monroe Avith a flag of truce, that near 
 midnight a six-oared boat Avas to leaA-e 
 
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 Norfolk for Riclimontl with money for the 
 payment of the rebel soldiers. He re- 
 quested permission of General Wool to at- 
 tempt their capture, but was told not to 
 place too much confidence in the informa- 
 tion thus received. Nevertheless, permis- 
 sion was given, and selecting two good 
 oarsmen on whom he could rely, he started 
 at dark,Avith oars muffled, and awaited tiie 
 coming of the enemy's boat. He had pre- 
 viously given direction to his men to pull 
 directly for the boat, and, on the moment 
 of striking, to ' oack water' instantly. 
 
 About midni lit the boat was heard, and 
 taking his stati n in the bows, with a 9-inch 
 shell in his h .nds, he gave the order to 
 ' give way.' The moment his bows struck 
 the rebel boat, he threio the shell into the 
 middle of it, and Avas himself drawn back, 
 luckily receiving no injury from the explo- 
 sion. Not so the boat and occupants, how- 
 ever, the former of which Avas broken m 
 
 two, and the latter were scattered in all 
 directions in the water, though not before 
 discharging their pistols at him, two balls 
 going through his cap, and three perforat- 
 ing his coat. The men were then told that 
 if they submitted quietly, they would be 
 saved, otherwise he would leave them to 
 their fate. 
 
 They preferred to siibmit, and, arming 
 himself with his pistol in one hand and a 
 dirk (taken by him at the battle of Biill 
 Run from a secesh) in the other, he took 
 them uito his boat, one by one, handcuffing 
 them as they were pulled in. Li addition 
 to which, from the stern of the enemy's 
 boat, which floated, he took eleven hun- 
 dred dollars in gold, and five thousand dol- 
 lars in their worthless paper money. It 
 Avas Avith difficulty that he reached the 
 fqrt, the gunwale of the boat being almost 
 level Avith the Avater, on account of its in- 
 creased freight. 
 
PART Y— YARIE' 
 
PAKT FIFTH. 
 
 ANECDOTES OF THE EEBELLION— I^nLITARY ORGANIZATION 
 AND EQUIPMENT, DISCIPLINE, DRILL AND PARADE, RE- 
 ' VEILLE, REVIEWS, ORDNANCE, PASSES, PAROLES, 
 FURLOUGHS, COUNTERSIGNS, ETC. 
 
 Mustering in ; Splendid Specimens of Soldiekly Movement ; Dexterous Handling 
 OF Arms ; Evolutions, Comical and Piquant ; Queer Dilemmas ; Uncouth Sub- 
 jects AND Verdant Victims; Grotesque Performances; Novel Terms and Phra- 
 seology ; Bivouac Sights ; Tasks and Pleasantries, Mistakes, Jocularities, 
 Faceti^, &c., &c. 
 
 '• Twenty millions held at Bay I 
 
 Why, Northmen, why ? 
 Less than half maintain the flag 1 
 Why, Northmen, why ? " 
 Ilaman's gallows ought to be the fate of all such ambitious men who would involve their country in civil war, and 
 all the evils in its train, that they might reign and ride on its whirlwinds and direct the storm. — Andkew Jackson. 
 That's right, boys ' make your coffee, break the orders, and — catch the shells. — General Rosecrans. 
 I feel that I was born for something better than mending old clothes. — Burnside, ivhen a tailor's apprentice. 
 You can't go in and keep your cigar. — Soldier on guard duty, to Lieutenant-General Grant. 
 
 I don't care a ; if McClellan himself was here without the countersign, he should mai'k time till the corpo- 
 ral comes. Quick time ; march I — Soldier on guard at Camp Joe Holt, to Gen. Nelson. 
 
 Challenging- the Sentinel. 
 
 was the custom of 
 the Colonel of the 
 Eighty-fifth Pennsyl- 
 vania Volunteers, to 
 ' make the rounds eve- 
 ry night in person, 
 and satisfy himself 
 that every sentinel 
 was at his post and 
 domg his duty. On 
 one occasion, while 
 in the discharge of that self-imposed duty, 
 he approached a p>>st, and received the 
 challenge as usual, " Who comes there ? " 
 " Friend with the countersign," was the 
 Colonel's reply. 
 
 Here the poor sentinel was at a loss. 
 The rest of his instructions had been for- 
 gotten. The Colonel was a very particu- 
 
 lar man, and insisted that every thing 
 should be done exactly right. So, afler 
 spending considerable time in the endeavor 
 to impress the ' role ' upon the mind of the 
 sentinel, suggested that he would act as 
 sentinel while the other should personate 
 the Colonel. ' Blinky ' — for such was this 
 soldier's surname in the regiment — moved 
 back a few paces and then turned to ap- 
 proach the Colonel. " Who conies there ? " 
 challenged the Colonel. 
 
 " Will/, Blinhy ; dorCt you know me, 
 ColoneU" 
 
 This was too much for even so patient 
 and forbearing a man as Colonel Howell. 
 "As green as verdigris," thought he. The 
 guD was handed over, and the Colonel 
 passed on to the next post, meditating 
 upon the vanity of all earthly things in 
 general, and of tilings military in particulai*. 
 
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 "Mark Time ! "— G-eneral Nelson in a Fix. 
 
 The following story is told of the late 
 General Nelson, of Kentucky. Occasion- 
 ally some of the shrewd privates would 
 get and use an , opportunity to cut the 
 feathers of pompous officers, which always 
 afforded merriment to the whole camp. In 
 
 Mark Time.' 
 
 iiict, officers who clothe themselves with 
 imapproachable dignity, and say, either by 
 
 word or action, I am General , or I 
 
 am Colonel , or, when slightly ' riled,' 
 
 by (oath,) I'll let you know I am Captain 
 of Company A, or B, or C, naturally be- 
 come targets for rear rank victims. Tliis 
 Avas well illustrated at Camp Joe Holt. 
 The camp guards after night were instruct- 
 ed to allow no one to pass in or out with- 
 out giving a countersign, and to retain as 
 prisoners those who came from oi^tside to 
 the lines without it. General" Nelson 
 came to one such guard, on a certain eve- 
 ning, just after the countersign had been 
 given out, «,nd held something like the 
 ibllowing conversation : 
 
 "Halt! Avho comes there?" says the 
 guard. 
 
 "I am General Nelson, commanding 
 this army." 
 
 " I don't care a — ; mark time, march. 
 
 Corporal of the Gyard No. 1," cocking his 
 piece. 
 
 "You fool, I'll have you pun- 
 ished like — ," replied the General, com- 
 mencing to mark time slowly. (He was 
 a bad swearer.) 
 
 " I don't care a ; if McClellan was 
 
 here without the countersign, he should 
 mark time till the Corj)oral comes. Quick 
 time, march." 
 
 " Let me rest," said Nelson, swearing 
 and sweating. 
 
 " No Siree ; mark time," was the inex- 
 orable reply. 
 
 By this time the news had spread like 
 wildfire thi'ough the camp, that one of the 
 guards had Nelson out at Post No. 1, 
 marking time, and half of the regiment 
 was collected on that side, enjoying the 
 joke hugely. The Corporal was very 
 slow in coming, and every time Nelson 
 would slacken speed, the guard would 
 cock his gun and command, " Mark time." 
 There was a dreadful crash of oaths just 
 around there, — the atmosphere was black 
 and blue with them. The above are but 
 faint samples. 
 
 By the arrival of the Corporal, the 
 General's rage had so far subsided, that 
 he, too, began to enjoy the humorous side 
 of the joke. 
 
 Sentry Encounter with a Eegrilar. 
 When Sherman's famous Battery passed 
 
 General Sbermaii. 
 
DISCIPLINE, DRILL, PAROLES, FURLOUGHS, ETC, 
 
 403 
 
 through Perryville, one of the soldiers, 
 while the horses were feeding, went into a 
 tavern outside the camp limits, and filled 
 his canteen Avith the villainous mixture of 
 camphene and strychnine, which is called 
 "whiskey." In coming back withm the 
 limits, the sentry challenged him, and put 
 a firmly held musket across his path, to bar 
 his progress. With a quick motion the artil- 
 leryman grasped the musket barrel, closed 
 with the astonished sentry, and be- 
 fore he could recover from his stupe- 
 faction, grasped him tightly by the 
 throat. His useless musket dropped 
 from his nerveless hand. The artil- 
 leryman, still holding him by the 
 throat with his left hand, drew from 
 his girdle a long and aharip knife, 
 which glittered in the light of the 
 distant watchfire before the eyes of 
 the terrified sentry. The latter sank 
 upon his knees in a paroxysm of 
 terror. He would have begged for 
 mercy but he could not speak. Sud- 
 denly the artilleryman hurled him 
 from him, caught up his gun, and 
 brought it to a charge. 
 
 " Now, you rascal," said he to the trem- 
 bling sentry, " listen to me. I am a regu- 
 lar — mind, a regular. Now, don't you go 
 for to stop a regular agin. Regulars never 
 stop. In the bright lexicon of a regular's 
 vocabulary, there's no such word as stop. 
 Regulars is on the go all the time. They 
 go with the password, and they goes Avith- 
 out the password ; passwords is notliin' to 
 them, and they is nothia' to passwords. 
 My friend, (in a softer tone,) take yer gun. 
 The night is dark, the air is chill. Take 
 some," (pouring from his canteen into a 
 tin cup.) 
 
 " What is it ? " faltered the sentry. 
 
 "Water, you lobster, you; or more 
 properly, whiskey and Avater." 
 
 The sentry took a long and deep draught, 
 and the regular passed on. Soon after, 
 when the relief guard came around, they 
 
 found the sentry in a condition not easily 
 described. He was taken to the guard- 
 house, and thence to the hospital. The 
 poisonous liquor made him nearly mad. 
 On getting Avell, he SAVore, first that he 
 would never again try to stop a " regular ; " 
 and, second, that he would never touch 
 Perryville whiskey again ; third, that he 
 Avould give Sherman's artillerymen a spe- 
 cially wide berth. 
 
 Sentry's Encounter with a- Regular. 
 
 Putting' yiim thxoug-h the Discipline. 
 One summer's day, about one o'clock, a 
 long, gaunt, bony man, with a queer ad- 
 mixture of the comical and doleful in his 
 countenance, that fairly reminded one of a 
 professional undertaker cracking a dry 
 joke, undertook to reach General Grant's 
 tent, by scrambling promiscuously through 
 a hedgerow and coming in the back Avay 
 alone. He was stopped in his venture- 
 some career, however, by one of the host- 
 lers, who cried out to some purpose, " Keep 
 out o' here!" The individual in black 
 replied that he thought General Grant 
 would allow him inside, and strode ahead. 
 ' You'll — soon find out," a\'«s yelled in 
 reply. On reaching the guard, Avho very 
 naturally took him to be one of the Sani- 
 tary or Christian Commission folks, he Avas 
 stopped instanter with — 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION. 
 
 " No sanitary folks allowed inside." 
 
 After some parleying, of the usual char 
 acter, the intruder was compelled, hit or 
 miss, to give his name, and at last did so, 
 announcing himself as — 
 
 "Abraham Lincoln, President of the 
 United States, desiring an interview with 
 Gener^ Grant." 
 
 The guTfird saluted the Commander-in- 
 Chief, and allowed him to pass. 
 
 General Grant recognized him as he 
 stepped under the large " fly " in front of 
 his tent, rose and shook hands with him 
 cordially, and then introduced him to such 
 members of his staff as were present and 
 unacquainted. The President had just ar- 
 rived on the City of Baltimore, and w^as 
 accompanied by his son 'Tad,' Assistant 
 Secretary of the Navy — Fox, Mr. Chad- 
 wick, proprietor of Willard's Hotel, and a 
 marine guard. No one relished the little 
 affair Avith the guard moi'e keenly than the 
 amiable President. 
 
 Sold! 
 Soldiers are, it is well known, averse to 
 the drill, and yet dislike to work still moi*e. 
 Dm-ing the siege of Corinth it became 
 necessary to go some ten miles over the 
 woi'st of roads to Pittsburg Landing, to 
 draw forage and provisions, and many 
 were the expedients resorted to by the 
 boys to escape the hard task. One morn- 
 ing at roll-call the Lieutenant said, " Any 
 of the boys who Avould like a drill, step to 
 the front." Not many came forward. 
 " Now, }'ou rear rank men, each take a 
 horse, go to the Landing, and bring back a 
 sack of oats. The boys acknowledged that 
 they were flatly ' sold,' but ever afterwards 
 volunteers for drill were moi'e numerous 
 than scarce. 
 
 Paying his Penalty, Cash Do-wn. 
 
 " Slick " was known as a case in Com- 
 pany I, and Avas familiarly called by the 
 sobriquet in question, Avhen the army Avas 
 at Murfreesboro'. 
 
 Slick Avas passing General Johnson's 
 
 head-quarters one day, and without auA' 
 ceremony fired his gun almost in the face 
 of the General himself. 
 
 " What ? " says the General ; " Do you 
 not know the penalty of firing your gun 
 Avithout orders to do so ? " 
 
 " Why, no, sir ! " says Slick, very inno- 
 cently. 
 
 "Well," replied the General, "I Avill 
 tell you. It is the loss of a month's 
 
 pay-" 
 
 " You don't say so ! " says Slick, and 
 A'cry coolly puts his hand in his pocket and 
 draAvs therefrom an old greasy Avallet, 
 opens it, and offers the General thirteen 
 dollars in greenbacks, saying, " Well, Gen- 
 eral, I guess I am able to stand the pres- 
 sure ! " 
 
 It is needless to say that the General 
 discontinued the conversation immediately. 
 Slick Avas not fined. • 
 
 Halting Effect of "the Ardent." 
 During the Avinter campaign in Tennes- 
 see, as C. S. Beath, quartermaster-ser- 
 geant of the One Hundred and ScA'cnteenth 
 Illinois, Avas passing along one of the prin- 
 cipal streets in Memphis, he saw a soldier 
 coming toAA'ard him struggling Avith the 
 
 Halting effect of the Ardent. 
 
 spirit within him. Just in advance of Ser- 
 geant B. Avas a " freeman of' African de- 
 scent." The soldier saw him coming, and 
 Avith some difficulty managed to ejaculate 
 
DISCIPLINE, DRILL, PAROLES, FURLOUGHS, ETC, 
 
 405 
 
 " Halt ! " Darkey didn't heed liis author- 
 ity, and marched ahead. The soldier 
 squared himself, and as the darkey Avas 
 passiug made a dive at him ; but the 
 darkey, aided by the soldier's inward foe, 
 easily dodged the blow, and the soldier 
 plunged over the curbing into the gutter, 
 his head striking first. As soon as he 
 could recover his speech he said, " There, 
 now; lie there. I g-g-guess y-y-you'll 
 h-h-halt the next time I tell you to ! " 
 
 Stuttering- when on Guard-Duty. 
 When Colonel Daniel M' Cook's regiment 
 was lying at Camp Dennison, a brawny re- 
 cruit from one of the Eastern counties, who 
 stuttered badly, was put on guard-duty for 
 the first time. A citizen attempted to pass 
 the line. Recruit yelled out, " H-h-h-alt ! " 
 The citizen, who either did not understand 
 him or paid no attention, when the sentinel 
 carefully laid his bright " Springfield" upon 
 the ground, and knocked the intriider down, 
 saying, in his stuttering way, " There, now, 
 mind the next time. If I ain't much with 
 the frog-sticker, yet I'm heavy with the 
 fist." 
 
 Mr. Beecher's Case of Muskets for the South. 
 Among the passengers by the steamship 
 Asia from England, was the Rev. Henry 
 Ward Beecher, just returned from his so- 
 journ in the land of ^' Neutrality." The 
 steamer stopped at Halifax, NoA'a Scotia, 
 and there landed a portion of her cargo. 
 Mr. Beecher, who had just come on shore, 
 and was stretching his legs by a Vfalk on 
 the pier, seeing that the first case of goods 
 came hard, with characteristic impulse 
 volunteered a helping hand. The force 
 of his additional muscle — which is 'some' 
 — quickly brought the case bang upon the 
 wharf. He stood aghast, however, to find, 
 as he and his friends gathered around to 
 examine it, that he had lent a hand to land 
 a ca*e of muskets intended for the South- 
 ern Confederacy. A Boston paper is re- 
 sponsible for this story — which, at all 
 events, is too good not to be true, though 
 
 no one Avill ever suspect Henry (as he 
 speaks of himself in his pulpit) of thwart- 
 ing Secretary Chase in his laudable efforts 
 
 Secretary Chase. 
 
 to prevent arms from passing through ani/ 
 custom-house, en route to Davisdom. 
 
 Governor Yates giving- Grant a Desk in his 
 Office. 
 
 Soon after Grant's first application to 
 Governor Yates for a commission in the 
 army, which was declined on account of 
 there being no vacancy at that time, the 
 Governor was very much distressed in 
 regard to the raising of the quota of 
 the State. He had plenty -of offers 
 for officers' positions, but he personally 
 did not know the minutise of regimental 
 organization, — how many men composed a 
 company, or how many subordinate officers 
 there should be in a regiment. In his 
 distress, he asked the Representative of the 
 plain little man to Avhom he had been in- 
 troduced, if he knew any of these matters. 
 The Representative replied by bringing 
 Grant into the presence of the Governor. 
 
 " Do you understand the organization 
 of troops ? " inquired the Governor of 
 Grant. 
 
 " I do, Sir." 
 
 " Will you accept a desk in my office for 
 that purpose ? " 
 
 "Anything to serve my counti*}'," -was 
 Grant's reply. 
 
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 And to work he at once went ; and but 
 for this, Grant might still have been un- 
 known to the world as a military chieftain. 
 By his energy, Ilhnois became noted for 
 the alacrity with which she filled her quota. 
 Some of the best things of this kind con- 
 cerning Grant, together with the other 
 great heroes of the war, are contained in 
 the series of volumes, written Avith' such 
 fine taste, by Rev. W. M. Thayer, and 
 issued in such attractive style for young 
 readers, as to take tJie highest place in the 
 popular estimation. 
 
 Ruse to Obtain a Furlough. 
 Joe Eobinson enlisted in the 199th Reg- 
 iment of New York Volunteers. The men 
 were in camp on the island, and their 
 friends were often visiting them. Joe's 
 brother, John, came to see him, and found 
 Joe very homesick. lie begged so hard 
 for John to get him a furlough that his 
 brother went to the Colonel and told him 
 his sister was dead, and he wished leave 
 for his brother to go home for a few days. 
 Consent was given; and as they were 
 leaving the ground,, one of the men who 
 heard of Joe's affliction, and wished to say 
 something, asked him how long his sister 
 had been dead ? " Joe said, " About ten 
 years ! " and went on Jiis way rejoicing. 
 
 Cotildn't Pass with, his Cig-ar. 
 A little incident, as related by Lieuten- 
 ant James Hutchinson, of the veteran re- 
 served coi-ps, and formerly of the Thir- 
 teenth New York Volunteers, exhibits 
 General Grant in one of his characteristic 
 qualities as a man and soldier. Lieuten- 
 ant II. was stationed for a time at Wash- 
 ington, and on the occasion in question 
 was on duty as officer of the day at the 
 War Department. An order was in force 
 which forbade smoking in the building, 
 and the sentries were insti'ucted to enforce 
 it. It so happened that among tliose who 
 called to see General Ilalleck Avas Lieu- 
 tenant- General Grant, who approached 
 the door confidently, cigar in mouth, ex- 
 
 pecting, doubtless, to pass without ques- 
 tion; but the veteran soldier on guard 
 knew his duty better. Bringing his piece 
 down to a charge, he barred the General 
 out, and said to him, respectfully, " You 
 cmUt go in and keep your cigar ! " The 
 Lieutenant- General of the United States 
 Armies was too good a disciplinarian to 
 dispute such a point, so he yielded with 
 true soldierly grace, threw the obnoxious 
 weed away, and Avent in. After his de- 
 parture, an order came from General Hal- 
 leck — but which those who know General 
 Grant Avill be slow to believe came through 
 his instigation — rescinding the rule about 
 smokuig, so far as it affected army officers. 
 
 Snake-Hunters' Style of Drill. 
 
 Among the rebel guerrilla organizations, 
 the most noted band Avas that knoAvn by 
 the name of " Moccasin Rangers." They 
 had a good time, too, until Captain Baggs 
 got up his ' counter-irritant ' in the shape 
 of a company of " Snake-Hunters," a del- 
 icate allusion to said venomous reptile — 
 the moccasin. As to their arms, these 
 were of every A^ariety ; and as to toggery, 
 no tAVO Avere dressed alike. As to parades, 
 their extraordinary system of tactics in- 
 cluded no such dandyism. 
 
 But most peculiar of all AA^as their drill. 
 Every moA-ement Avas accomplished on the 
 double-quick, or in a run. They acknowl- 
 edged no " common time," and if reduced 
 to a dead march they would surely have 
 mutinied. This, for instance, Avas Captain 
 Baggs' very original style of dismissing 
 his company: 
 
 " Put doAvn them thar blasted old guns, 
 and be — to you ! " 
 
 (Which being interpreted, is " Stack 
 arms ! ") 
 
 " Now to your holes, you ugly rats, and 
 don't let me see you again till I Avant 
 you ! " 
 
 (Which, being reduced to the Har. 
 dee vernacular, means, " Break ranks — 
 march ! ") 
 
 Exeunt Sifiike-Hunters on the run, with 
 
DISCIPLINE, DRILL, PAROLES, FURLOUGHS, ETC, 
 
 407 
 
 grand divertissement of \Yhoops, yells and 
 squeals, interspei-sed with life-like imita- 
 tions of birds and beasts. 
 
 Once, when the Snake-Hunters Avere 
 detailed to guard some stores between 
 Fairmount and Beverly, two elaborate 
 gentlemen from Philadelphia, who were 
 making a tour of that country, had the 
 good fortune to witness their very original 
 style of drill, and at the close of the per- 
 formance invited Captain Baggs to take a 
 drmk in a neighboring rummery. As the 
 tin cups were laid out, one of tlie afore- 
 said gents expressed his astonishment, not 
 to say admiration, of this pecidiar style of 
 dismissing, "which looked to him very 
 much like a stampede," and was curious to 
 know where in the world they were all 
 gone to, and how the Captain expected to 
 get them back if he wanted them in a 
 liiu'ry. Baggs replied that the process 
 was rather difficult to explain verbally, 
 but " if they'd jest let that 'ere rum wait 
 a minute, he'd show 'em ; " whereupon go- 
 ing to the door, he fired three barrels of 
 his revolver. The echo of the third report 
 was still lingering among the cliffs when 
 every blessed Snake-Hunter burst into 
 the bar-room with a whole menagerie of 
 roars and screeches and hee-haws, and 
 without question or apology called for tin 
 cups. This demonstration of Captain 
 Baggs' style of " falling in," cost the elab- 
 orate gentlemen fi-om the Quaker City $5, 
 the very thought of wliich almost turns 
 their brains to this day. 
 
 Giving' 'em Pits. 
 Fresh recruits are a little behindhand 
 in their drill, as may naturally be sup- 
 posed. At one of these morning exer- 
 cises. Captain M'D. was marching his 
 squad past the Colonel's tent. The Colo- 
 nel says, " Captain, I wish joii to put those 
 boys through. Give 'em fits." In a short 
 time the Colonel went out to supervise 
 the drilling on the beach (Folly Island) of 
 the different squads. He at once observed 
 
 one squad huddled together in a formation 
 that his practiced eye told him was not to 
 be found in tactics. He hurried up but to 
 see a man writhing in convulsions. 
 
 " What's the matter ? What have you 
 been doing ? " queried the Colonel. 
 
 " I obeyed your orders," said the Cap- 
 tain. 
 
 " What orders ? " 
 
 " I've given 'em fits." 
 
 Colonel Owen's Squad Drill. 
 Great difficulty was experienced in fur- 
 nishing the Pennsylvania troops with shoes 
 at the commencement of the three months 
 service. Those that were furnished were 
 generally much too large for the wearers 
 — a fault which occasioned much merri- 
 ment and some inconvenience. A raw re- 
 
 Colonel Owen's Squad Drill. 
 
 cniit in Colonel Owen's regiment was be^ 
 ing put through the squad drill, when the 
 following colloquy took place 
 
 Sergeant. " Why don't ye mind the 
 orthers there, Patrick KeUy ? There ye've 
 bin standin' like a spalpeen iver since ye 
 come out, and niver a once faced to the 
 right or left ! Shure an' I'll arrist ye ! 
 D'ye mind that ? " 
 
 Private. " Ye're mistaken altogether, 
 sargeant. Shure an' ye've been lookin' at 
 me shoes. Divil a hit can I turn thim 
 around!" ^^ 
 
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 Ravr Captains. 
 A raw captain of one of the rural com- 
 panies of Ohio volunteers marched his men 
 into the long narrow mess-booth for the 
 first time, under somewhat peculiar cir- 
 cumstances. After dinner, feeUng anxious 
 to bring them out in military order, and 
 thinkmg it Avrong to have the left in front 
 under any circumstances, he ordered the 
 separated ranks to countermarch where 
 there was not room to execute the move- 
 ment. The result, of course, was great 
 confusion. The captain raved, swore, and 
 commanded impossible things. Eesult, 
 still greater confusion. At last the men 
 poured out of the doors pell-mell like 
 sheep. The disgusted captain, placing his 
 back against a tree, shouted the only com- 
 mand they could obey, thus : " Any way 
 you please, hang you — march ! " About 
 as laughable an incident occurred in tlie 
 case of another captain (formerly a rail- 
 road conductor,) who was drilHng a squad, 
 and while mMKhing them by flank turned 
 to speak to^F friend for a moment. On 
 looking again toward his squad he saw 
 they were in the act of ' butting up ' 
 against a fence. In his hurry to halt them 
 he cried out — true to his former calling — 
 ' Down brakes ! down brakes ! ' 
 
 New-comer into Camp. 
 
 One day, the Federal pickets near 
 Charlestown, Va., descried a solitary 
 horseman, with a bucket on his arm, jog- 
 ging soberly towards them. He proved 
 to be a dai'k mulatto, of about thirty-five ; 
 as he approached they ordered a halt. 
 
 " Where are you from ? " 
 
 " Southern army, Cap'n," giving the 
 military salute. 
 
 " Where are you going ? " 
 
 " Coming to yours all." 
 
 " What do you want ? " 
 
 " Protection, boss. You won't send me 
 back, will you ? " 
 
 "No; come in. Whose servant are 
 you ? " 
 
 " Cap'n Rhett's of South Cariliny — 
 
 you's heerd of Mr. Bai'nwell Rhett, editor 
 of the Charleston Mercury. His brother 
 commands a battery." 
 
 " How did you get away ? " 
 
 "Cap'n gave me fifteen dollars this 
 morning, and said, ' John, go out and for- 
 age for butter and eggs.' So you see, 
 boss (with a broad grin,) I'se out forag- 
 ing ! I pulled my hat over my eyes and 
 jogged along on the Cap'ns lior.>^e (see the 
 brand S. C. on him) Avith this basket on 
 my arm, right by our gviard and pickets. 
 They never challenged me once. If they 
 had, though, I brought the Capn's pass," 
 — and the new-comer produced the follow- 
 ing document from his pocket-book, writ- 
 ten in pencil, and carefully folded : — 
 
 "Pass my servant, John, on horseback, 
 anywhere between Winchester and Mar- 
 tinsburg, in search of butter, &c., &c. 
 A. Burnett Rhett, 
 
 Capt. Liglii Artillery, Lee's Battalion.^^ 
 
 " Are there many negroes in the rebel 
 corps ? " 
 
 " Heaps, boss." 
 
 " Would the most of them come to us 
 if they could?" 
 
 "All of them, Cap'n. There is'nt a 
 little pickaniny so high" — waving his hand 
 two feet from the grovmd, " that Avould'n." 
 
 " Why did you expect protection ? " 
 
 " Heerd so in Maryland, before the 
 Pi'oclamation." 
 
 " Where did you hear about the Procla- 
 mation." 
 
 " Read it. Sir, in a Richmond paper." 
 
 " What is it ? " 
 
 " That everyslave is to be emancipated 
 on and after the 13th day of January. I 
 can't state it, boss ! " 
 
 " Something like it. When did you 
 learn to read ? " 
 
 " In '49, Sir. I was head waiter at 
 Mrs. Nevitt's boarding-house in Savannah : 
 and Miss Walcott, a New York lady who 
 was stopping there, taught me." 
 
 " Does your master know it ? " 
 
 " Cap'n Rhett dosn't know it, Sir ; but 
 
DISCIPLINE, DRILL, PAROLES, FURLOUGHS, ETC. 
 
 409 
 
 he isn't my master. He thinks I'm free, 
 and hired me at twenty-five dollars a 
 month, but he never payed me a cent of 
 it. I belong to Mrs. John Sjjring, of 
 
 , Connecticut. She used to hire 
 
 me out summers, and had me wait on her 
 winters, when she came South. After the 
 war, she could'nt come, and they were go- 
 ing to sell me for Government because I 
 belonged to a northerner. I slipped away 
 to the army. Have tried to come to you 
 twice before in Maryland, but could'nt 
 pass our pickets." 
 
 " Were you at Antietam ? " 
 
 " Yes, boss. Mighty hard battle." 
 
 " Who whipped ? " 
 
 " Yours all, Massa. They say you 
 didn't ; but I saw it, and know. If you 
 had fought us that next day — Thurs- 
 day — -you would have captured our whole 
 army. They say so themselves." 
 
 " Who ? " 
 
 " Our officers. Sir." 
 
 " What do the slaves think about the 
 war ? " 
 
 " Well, boss, they all wish the Yankee 
 army would come. The white folks tell 
 them all sorts of bad stories about you all ; 
 but they dont believe them. They know 
 that Mr. Fremont, and Mr. McClellan, and 
 Mr. Burnside won't hurt them." 
 
 Brave and G-ood, but Must be Shot. 
 
 A lady of high social standing in New 
 Orleans had two sons in the Confederate 
 army in Mississippi. A lady, when she is 
 determined, can accomplish almost any- 
 thing, and will surmount difficulties before 
 which many a brave man^'would stand ap- 
 palled aud turn back from his purpose. 
 
 This lady determuied to visit her two 
 sons, as they could not visit their parent, 
 and by some means or other, having ob- 
 tained a passport, she crossed the lines, 
 and made her way to the camp of the 
 Confederate General under whose banner 
 her sons were serving. She was enter- 
 tained at head- quarters, and found that 
 the General and his staff officers fared 
 
 sumptuously, living on the very fat of the 
 land. But the common soldiers had only 
 bread and molasses for their fare. 
 
 It so happened that while this lady was 
 with the Confederates, the time for which a 
 certain Tennessee regiment had enlisted 
 expired, and the -soldiers, anxious to see 
 wives and little ones once more, began to 
 make preparations to start home. Who 
 so well as the soldier, can tell the emotions 
 which must throb at a soldier's heart, who 
 has been in front of the thickest battles, 
 who has heard the roar and rattle of the 
 cannon and musketry, and seen his com- 
 rades fall all around him, but who has 
 himself been miraculously pi*eserved on 
 the field of carnage ! Who, but a soldier, 
 can tell the emotions which must swell 
 his heart at the near prospect of being 
 welcomed to his home once more, and 
 clasping to his arms the dear ones 
 who have occupied his thoughts day and 
 night. But it was not so to be. 
 
 The brave men of this Tennessee regi- 
 ment, who had been a wdiole year in the 
 service, during which time one half the 
 number which had started with them, 
 flushed with health and the hope of victo- 
 ry, had either fallen on the bloody field, 
 or sadder still, been pierced by the arrows 
 of slow and lingering disease, caused by 
 exposure and hardship, were not to be al- 
 lowed the pleasure of visiting their loved 
 homes. 
 
 The Genei'al, in making his daily 
 rounds, and seeing the men of tliis regi- 
 ment busily engaged in making prepara- 
 tions for their intended departure, inquired 
 what it meant : and on being acquainted 
 with their determination, he immediately 
 gave orders that not a single man of them 
 should leave his encampment. The whole 
 brigade or division of the army was at 
 once ordered under arms; cannon and 
 musket were brouglit menacingly against 
 this devoted regiment, and they Avere told 
 by the General, that unless they took up 
 their arms, which they had thrown down, 
 withhi three minutes, they should be fired 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE EEBELLION, 
 
 on. With death thus staring them in the 
 face, they obeyed the order to take up 
 their arms — all but eight. It Avas decreed 
 that these eight should be court-martialed 
 and shot ! 
 
 Before the time came. that the military 
 court was to be held, seven of the eight 
 followed the example of their comrades, 
 and agreed to resume their arms. One 
 soldier alone remained firm in his purpose ; 
 one soldier alone was willing to brave 
 death rather than yield to the despotic de- 
 mands of a tyrant. He pleaded his own 
 cause with all the fervor of which a soldier 
 is capable. AVith struggling but manly 
 utterance he said to his General : 
 
 " I have served out the time for which 
 I enlisted, faithfully ; I have been in every 
 battle ; I have been at all times at the po:4 
 of duty assigned me, in rain and sunshine, 
 in summer and winter. I have served and 
 am Avilling to serve my country. But, Gen- 
 eral, I have a Avife and four small children 
 at home, Avho depend on me alone for sup- 
 port and protection, and who have no one 
 besides me to look to their interests. Al- 
 loAv me thirty days, the laAV alloAvs a fur- 
 lough of sixty days, but allow me half 
 that time to visit my family, Avhom I have 
 not seen for a year, and make some neces- 
 sary arrangements for their Avelfure, and I 
 promise to return Avithin that time and to 
 take my former position in my regiment. 
 I make but a just and reasonable request. 
 It is essential to the Avelfare of my family 
 that you grant it. I cannot enter the ser- 
 vice again till I have visited my fomily." 
 
 He Avas sentenced to be shot. The de- 
 cree Avas pronounced on Saturday, and 
 Avas to have been executed the next day. 
 The soldier and hero — for he Avas a hero 
 — the bravest man in his regiment, — ask- 
 ed for a little longer time to make the pre- 
 paration necessary for a change of, worlds ; 
 «nd the time Avas graciously extended one 
 brief day, the sentence to be executed on 
 Monday, instead of Sunday. 
 
 When the fatal hour arrived, foUoAving 
 his coffin Avhich Avas in full vicAV, he AA'as 
 
 marched to the place of execution, and 
 arrived thei'e, the General pointed him to 
 the ncAv-made grave, and commanded him 
 to kneel down upon its margin. The 
 soldier and martyr simply replied that he 
 had never kneeled to any but his Maker, 
 and that he could not consent to kneel now 
 to a man. As he said this the order Avas 
 given to fire, and, in the act of making 
 the sign of the cross — the Christian's em- 
 blem — on his breast, the martyr and soldier 
 was in eternity. Ah, how many there 
 Avere there, Avho, though unaccustomed to 
 Aveep, shed bitter tears a^4he enactment 
 of this tragedy ! 
 
 rs ayi 
 
 McClellan Dismounting: to the Guard. 
 As General McClellan Avas riding along 
 the lines of his army one day, examining 
 the condition of the men, a little incident 
 in the way of " military rule '' occurred, — 
 the same, it may be remarked, which 
 has been related of Napoleon, Wellington, 
 and Washington, — and of course very 
 
 General McClellan. 
 
 likely to take place. In this case, a young 
 Pennsylvanian Avas on guard Avhen Mc- 
 Clellan rode up. The guard demanded 
 the countersign. " I am the commander- 
 in-chief, George B. McClellan," Avas the 
 ansAver. "Well, then, commander-in- 
 chief George B. McClellan, get down from 
 your horse and give the countersign, or I 
 Avill see what kind of a hole the musket 
 
DISCIPLINE, DRILL, PAROLES, FURLOUGHS, ETC 
 
 411 
 
 which J. K. Moi-ehead prej^ared for us 
 will make in the body of the commander- 
 in-chief George B. McClellan." The 
 General, like a good soldier, calmly dis- 
 mounted, and proved his identity, gave the 
 word, and praised the young man for his 
 conduct, telling him whenever he wanted 
 a favor, just to let him know. 
 
 Worse to lose Five than One. 
 
 In the first action in which Grant com- 
 manded, his troops at first gained a slight 
 advantage over the Confederates. They 
 began to plunder the Confederate camp, 
 in spite of all that Grant could do to stop 
 them. At last Grant, who knew that 
 Confederate reinforcements were coming 
 up, got some of his friends to set fire to 
 the camp so as to stop the plundering. 
 Then he got his troops together as well as 
 he could, and retreated ; but, in the mean 
 time, the Confederate reinforcements came 
 up, attacked Grant, and defeated him. 
 There were five Colonels under Grant 
 who had not by any means supported him 
 efficiently in his attempts to stop the plun- 
 dering and collect his troops. Mr. Osborn 
 saw Grant a day or two afterwards, when 
 he expected to be deprived of his com- 
 mand on account of the defeat. He said : 
 
 " Why do you not report these Colon- 
 els ? They are the men to blame for not 
 carrying out your orders." 
 
 " Why," said Grant, " these officers had 
 never before been under fire ; they did 
 not know how serious an aflxiir it was ; 
 they have had a lesson which they will 
 not forget. I will answer for it they will 
 never make the same mistake again. I 
 can see hy the way they behaved in the 
 subsequent action that they are of the 
 right stuff, and it is better that I should 
 lose my command, if that must be, than 
 the country should lose the services' of 
 five such officers when good men are 
 scarce." 
 
 Grant did not lose his command, and 
 three out of the five officers subsequently 
 greatly distinguished themselves. 
 
 General Eosecrans and Pat's Farlo'. 
 General Rosecrans was reviewing the 
 lamented Brigadier- General Nelson's old 
 division. He took unusual interest in that 
 band of veterans, who so long and so nobly 
 had defended their country. He rode 
 
 Gen. Uosecrans. 
 
 along alone between the ranks, talking to 
 the men, and inquiring into their individ- 
 ual wants. Some wanted shoes, some 
 blankets, some an increase of rations, etc. 
 Finally the General stopped in front of 
 an Irishman, apparently well jsleased with 
 his soldierly appearance. 
 
 "Well, Pat," says the General, "and 
 what do you want ? " 
 
 ''A furld plase your honor ! " answered 
 Pat. 
 
 " You'll do, Pat ! " said the General, as 
 he rode away, laughing. 
 
 A fund of exceediiigly readable incidents 
 concerning 'Old Rosy' and his soldier boys, 
 may be found in the very racy volume by 
 'W. D. B.,' entitled Uosecrans' Camjmigns. 
 
 Mother-Corporal on a Ten Days' Furloug-h. 
 The lady friends of a certain Corporal 
 sent him a box; and among the many 
 good things packed by fair but rogueish 
 hand3 was a life-size doll, dressed in full 
 Zouave uniform, which the fun-loving dam- 
 sels won at a soldiers' fair. The Corporal, 
 after getting the box, was taken sick. The 
 boys now started the rumor that the Cor- 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE EEBELLION, 
 
 poval was a woman and had given birth 
 to a boy. The rumor spread hke wikl- 
 fire ; liuudreds flocked to said quarters 
 to see the wonderful phenomenon — a new 
 born babe — but the insiders guai'ded the 
 tent with zealous care, only allowing pry- 
 ers to catch a passing glimpse of the sup- 
 posed mother and babe. A number of 
 meu were to be found Avho would swear 
 they had seen both. But the cream of the 
 joke was yet to come off; the Corporal 
 received a ten days' furlough — all thought 
 now, for certain, it was the mother going 
 home with her babe ; some had it that she 
 was a rich heiress escaping from a tyrant 
 father; but hundreds believed in the 
 mother-corporal and young recruit of Com- 
 pany I, of the Zouaves d'Afrique. 
 
 Obeying Orders in his Own Way. 
 Just before the charge made by Fre- 
 mont's Body Guard at Springfield, Mo., 
 Major Zagonyi directed one of his buglers, 
 a Frenchman, to sound a signal. The 
 bugler did not seem to pay any attention 
 whatsoever to the order, but darted off with 
 Lieutenant Maythenyi. A few moments 
 afterwards he was observed in another 
 part of the field vigorously pursuuig the 
 flying infantry. His active form was 
 always seen in the thickest of the fight. 
 When the line was formed in the Plaza, 
 Zagonyi noticed tlie bugler, and approach- 
 ing him, said : " In the midst of battle you 
 disobeyed myx)rder. You are unworthy 
 to be a member of tlje Guard. I dismiss 
 you." The bugler showed his bugle to 
 his indignant commander — the mouth- 
 piece of the instrument was shot away. 
 He said : " The mouth was shoot off I 
 could not bugle viz mon bugle, and so I 
 bugle viz mon pistol and sabre." It is 
 unnecessary to add, the brave Frenchman 
 Avas not dismissed. .* 
 
 Shaken Down among the Pickets. 
 A Confederate officer who had been de- 
 tached from the ranks on some special ser- 
 vice, at the battle of Manassas, haviu" 
 
 discharged his duty, received orders to 
 return to the army. He started towards 
 Manassas at a rattling pace, but had not 
 proceeded many miles along his circuitous 
 route, ere he fell in with the Confederate 
 cavalry patrols and pickets, who were ex- 
 tremely vigilant ; and althougli custom 
 had made the officer sharp-sighted at night, 
 they frequently halted him before he had 
 the slightest notion of being within many 
 miles of their vicinity. To add to his 
 misery and delay, he had not the counter- 
 sign, and therefore was marched off to the 
 nearest guard-post to account for himself. 
 
 '' Can't help it, comrade," said the cav- 
 alry-man, "I believe your Avords, and think 
 I have frequently seen you before ; but 
 orders are orders, you know, and we must 
 obey." 
 
 He was handed over to the next picket, 
 and so on, until, reaching the central picket 
 station, the Captain commanding examined 
 him rigorously, and upon the officer pre- 
 senting papers of identity, the Captain 
 politely gave him the countersign, saying: 
 
 " It was well, perhaps, you fell in with 
 our men, for the road you were taking 
 must have led you nearer the present lines 
 of the enemy than you care about finding 
 yourself, I know : the countersign I have 
 given you is good among the outer pickets ; 
 when you reach the infantry, be careful 
 how you act, for they have another one, 
 and are particularly wakeful to-night, and 
 thick as flies ! " 
 
 Acting upon this advice, he plunged 
 fbrvvard boldly, and was in high sjjirits, 
 singing right heartily, for the numerous 
 Confederate encampments were visible for 
 many miles around. But — " Halt ! halt ! " 
 was the challenge suddenly given by half- 
 a-dozen ; and from their guns leveled at 
 him, he saw there Avas no fun about them. 
 " Who goes there ! " " Officer Avithout 
 the countei'sign ! " " Advance officer I " — 
 Avliich he did, A^ery meekly, for could they 
 have seen him CA'en Avink impi-operly, he 
 Avould have been instantly riddled Avith 
 half-a-dozen shots. Here he Avent throush 
 
DISCIPLINE, DKILL, PAROLES, FURLOUGHS, ETC, 
 
 413 
 
 the operation of being handed over from 
 one to another, until fairly out of patience. 
 The corporal of the guard would do no 
 more than hand him to the sergeant, 
 the latter to the lieutenant of the guard ; 
 the last to the officer of the night, and he 
 to the officer of the day — so that, from 
 being handed from one to another, it got 
 rumored about among some of the soldiers 
 that he was a spy and soon there was a 
 large crowd at his heels, bestowing all 
 maimer of uncomplimentary epithets. The 
 rumor spread among the regiments through 
 which he was then passing ; and while in 
 the tent of the officer of the day makmg 
 explanations, one loquacious gentleman, 
 who stood peeping through a rent in the 
 tent, was heard to exclaim — 
 
 " Tlie Captain's got him, he's a spy, 
 and they've got the papers on him ! I 
 hope they'll detail me as one of the firing 
 party ; worCt I let him have it good ! " 
 
 After a few moments of explanation, he 
 remounted again ; and his sudden trans- 
 formation into a good and true Southerner 
 seemed to cause infinite disgust to many, 
 but particularly to the ragged gentleman 
 who was so anxious to make one of the 
 " firmg party." 
 
 Trairical Encovmter between Generals Nel- 
 son and Davis. 
 "When the alarm was raised in Louis- 
 ville, Ky., in the autumn of 1862, that the 
 Confederates were marching on that city, 
 General Davis, who could not reach his 
 command under Genei'al Buell, then at 
 Bowling Green, went to General Nelson 
 and tendered his services. General Nel- 
 son gave him the command of the city 
 militia so soon as they were organized. 
 General Davis opened an office and went 
 to work in assisting the organization. On 
 Wednesday, General Davis called upon 
 General Nelson in his room at the Gait 
 House, when the following conversation 
 took place, as reported in the newspapers : 
 Gen. Davis. I have the brigade. Gen- 
 eral, you assigned me, ready for service, 
 26 
 
 and have called to inquire if I can obtain 
 arms for them. 
 
 Gen. Nelson. How many men have 
 you? 
 
 Davis. About twenty-five hundred, 
 General. 
 
 Nelson (roughly and angrily). About 
 twenty-five hundred! Ahoid twenty-five 
 hmidi-ed! By G — ! you are a regular 
 
 Gen. J. C. Davis. 
 
 officer, and come here to me and report 
 ahout the number of men in your com- 
 mand! — you, don't you know, 
 
 sir, you should furnish me the exact num- 
 ber? 
 
 Davis. General, I didn't expect to get 
 the guns now, and only wanted to learn 
 if I could get them, and where ; and, hav- 
 ing learned the exact number needed, 
 would then draw them. 
 
 Nelson (pacing the room in a rage). 
 About twenty-five hundred ? By — , I 
 suspend you from your command, and or- 
 der you to report to General Wright ; and 
 
 I've a good mmd to put you under 
 
 arrest. Leave my room, sir ! 
 
 Davis. I will not leave, General, until 
 you give me an order. 
 
 Nelson. The — you won't! By 
 
 — I'll jfht you under arrest, and send 
 you out of the city under a provost guard ! 
 Leave my room, sir ! 
 
 General Davis left the room, and, in 
 order to avoid an arrest, crossed over the 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, 
 
 river to Jeffersonville, where he remained 
 until the next day, Avhen he was joined 
 by General Burbridge, who had also been 
 relieved by Nelson from his command. 
 General Davis went to Cincinnati with 
 General Burbridge, and reported to Gen- 
 eral Wright, who ordered General Davis 
 to return to Louisville and report to Gen- 
 eral Buell, and General Burbridge to 
 remain at Cincinnati. So General Davis 
 returned and reported to General Buell. 
 Nothina; further occurred until the mornint? 
 
 \ I, \ 
 
 Encounter between Gens. Nelson and Davis. 
 
 when General Davis, seeing General Nel- 
 son in the main hall of the Gait House, 
 fronting the office, went up to Governor 
 Morton and requested him to step up with 
 him to General Nelson and witness the 
 conversation that might pass between Nel- 
 son and him. The Governor consented, 
 and the two Avalked up to General Nelson, 
 when the following took place : — 
 
 Gen. Davis. Sir, you seemed to take 
 advantage of your authority the other day. 
 
 Gen. Nelson (sneeringly, and placing 
 his hand to his ear). Speak louder, I don't 
 hear very well. 
 
 Davis (in a louder tone). You seemed 
 to take advantage of your authority the 
 other day. 
 
 Nelson (indignantly). I don't know 
 that I did, sir. 
 
 Davis. You threatened to arrest and 
 
 send me out of the State under a provost 
 guard. 
 
 Nelson (striking Davis with the back 
 of his hand twice in the face). There, 
 d you, take that. 
 
 Davis (retreating). This is not the 
 last of it ; you will hear from me again. 
 
 Nelson then turned to Governor Mor- 
 ton, and said: By G — d, did you come 
 here also to insult me ? 
 
 Gov. Morton. No, sir; but I was 
 
 « 
 requested to be present and listen to the 
 
 conversation between you and General 
 
 Davis. 
 
 Gen. Nelson (violently to the by-stand- 
 ers). Did you hear the d rascal in- 
 sult me ? He then walked into the ladies' 
 parlor. 
 
 In three minutes General Davis return- 
 ed, with a pistol he had borrowed of Cap- 
 tain Gibson, of Louisville, and walking 
 toward the door that Nelson had passed 
 through, he saw Nelson walking out of the 
 parlor into the hall separating the main 
 hall from the parlor. The two were face 
 to face, and about ten yards apart, when 
 General Davis drew his pistol and fired, 
 the ball entering Nelson's heart, or in the 
 immediate vicinity. 
 
 Gen. Nelson. 
 
 General Nelson then threw up both 
 hands and caught a gentleman near by 
 around the neck, and exclaimed, " I am 
 shot ! " He then walked up the flight of 
 
DISCIPLINE, DRILL, PAROLES, FURLOUGHS, ETC, 
 
 415 
 
 stairs toward General Buell's room, but 
 sank at the top of the stairs, and was una- 
 ble to proceed further. He was then con- 
 veyed to his room, and when laid on his 
 bed requested that the Rev. Mr. Talbott, 
 an Episcopal clergyman stopping in the 
 house, might be sent to him at once. The 
 reverend gentleman arrived in about five 
 minutes, and found the General extremely 
 anxious as to his future welfare. He 
 knew that he must die immediately, and 
 requested that the ordinance of baptism 
 might be administered, which was done. 
 The General then whispered, "It's all 
 ovei'," and his spirit at once returned unto 
 its Maker. 
 
 When General Buckner Htrng- his Head. 
 Some of the Confederate officers at 
 Fort Donelson took their surrender very 
 much to heart. They were proud, inso- 
 lent, and defiant. Their surrender was 
 unconditional, but they thought it very 
 hard to give up their swords and pistols. 
 One of them fired a pistol at Major Mudd, 
 of the Second Illinois regiment, wounding 
 him in the back. The Major belonged in 
 St. Louis, and had been, from the begin- 
 ning, an ardent friend of the Union. He 
 had hunted the guerrillas in Missouri, and 
 had fought bravely at Wilson's Creek. 
 He was probably shot by an old enemy. 
 General Grant at once issued orders that 
 aU the rebel officers should be disarmed. 
 General Buckner, in insolent tones, said 
 to General Grant, that it was barbarous, 
 inhuman, brutal, unchivalrous, and at vari- 
 ance with the rules of civilized warfare. 
 General Grant replied — 
 
 *' You have dared to com3 here to com- 
 plain of my acts, without the right to 
 make an objection. You do not appear to 
 remember that your surrender was uncon- 
 ditional. Yet, if we compare the acts 
 of the different armies in this war, how 
 will yours bear inspection? You have 
 cowardly shot my officers in cold blood. 
 As I rode over the field, I saw the dead 
 of my army brutally insulted by your 
 
 men, their clothing stripped off" of them, 
 and their bodies exposed without the 
 slightest regard for common decency. 
 Humanity has seldom marked your course 
 whenever our men have been unfortimate 
 enough to fall into your hands. At Bel- 
 mont, your authorities disregarded*all the 
 usages of civilized warfare. My officers 
 were crowded into cotton pens with my 
 brave soldiers, and then thrust into prison, 
 while your officers were permitted to en- 
 joy their parole, and live at the hotel in 
 Cairo. Your men are given the same 
 fare as my own, and your wounded receive 
 our best attention. These are incontro- 
 vertible facts. I have simply taken the 
 precaution to disarm your officers and men, 
 because necessity compelled me to protect 
 my own from assassination." 
 
 General Buckner had no reply to make. 
 He hung his head in shame at the rebuke. 
 
 Weitzel Satisfied -with the Twelfth Connec- 
 ticut. 
 
 The Twelfth Connecticut had lain for 
 ten days within hearing of the bombard- 
 ment of Fort Jackson, within sight of the 
 bursting shells and of the smoke of that 
 great torment, but still they had not as a. 
 regiment been under fire. Though they 
 Avere the first troops to reach the con- 
 quered city of New Orleans, they had 
 never yet heard the whistling of balls, ex- 
 cepting in a trifling skirmish on Pearl 
 River, where five of the companies re- 
 ceived a harmless volley from forty or 
 fifty invisible guerrillas. Almost all that 
 they knew of war was the routine of drill 
 and guard duty, and the false night alarms 
 with Avhich the brigadier used to try and 
 season them ; though they wilted under a 
 southern sun, and were daubed with Lou- 
 isiana mud, and were sick by hundreds 
 and died by scores. 
 
 But they were at last to quit garrison 
 duty behind the gi'eat earthworks of Camp 
 Parapet, and go into active offensive ope- 
 rations. Lieutenant Godfrey Weitzel of 
 the En*ineers, the chief military adviser 
 
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 of General Butler, had lately been cre- 
 ated Brigadier-General, and the extenu- 
 ated forces of the department were ex- 
 hausted to furnish him with a brigade 
 suitable to the execution of the plans 
 which he proposed. 
 
 Weifzel did not want the Twelfth Con- 
 necticut. It was generally believed that 
 the regiments Avhich garrisoned Camp 
 Parapet were not only sickly but broken 
 in spirit and undisciplined, Avhich, in a qual- 
 ified but not disparaging sense, had some 
 foundation. At any rate, the word had 
 gone abroad that the regiment was undisci- 
 plined, and so General Weitzel did not want 
 the Twelfth Connecticut. 
 
 But shortly after the regiment had 
 joined his brigade, he came upon it in one 
 of its battalion drills, and, taking com- 
 mr.nd, hun'ied them on the double-quick 
 through movement after movement, with 
 the intention as it seemed, of puzzling 
 them, and so finding occasion to report 
 their unfitness for immediate field service. 
 It was, " Double column at half distance ; 
 battalion, inward face ; double-quick) 
 march!" And then, — " Fonu square; 
 right and left into hue, Avheel ; double- 
 quick, march ! " And then, — " Reduce 
 square ; double-quick, march ! " And 
 then, — " Column forward, guide right ; 
 double-quick, march ! " And then, — " De- 
 ploy column; right companies, right into 
 line, wheel ; left companies, on the right into 
 line ; battalion, guide right, double-quick, 
 ma-r-c-h ! " And so on for half an hour, 
 as fast as the men could trot, and the offi- 
 cers drill, the ranks. But there was not 
 an instant's tangle in reeling and unreel- 
 ing the difficult skein. If there Avas any 
 thing that the Lieutenant- Colonel com- 
 manding loved, if there was any thing 
 the old General excelled in, it was tacti- 
 cal evolution. The regiment had been 
 drilled in battalion and drilled in brigade, 
 till it Avent like a Avatch. "Weitzel rode 
 off" satisfied Avith the TAvelfth Connecticut ; 
 and the regiment Avas equally pleased with 
 its smart yomig general. We believe 
 
 that to that excellent chaplain and popu- 
 lar writer, Mr. Trumbull, is due this first- 
 rate narrative ; or, at any rate, every Con- 
 necticut reader Avill find himself deficient 
 in some of the best written and always 
 truthful memorabilia of the Avar, who has 
 not Trumbull's racy sketches, as penned 
 by him in the camp and on the field of 
 battle. 
 
 Tom. Taylor's Flag- of Truce. 
 
 On the 8th of July, 1861, a smgular 
 
 affair, in the way of a rebel flag of truce, 
 
 took place at "Washington. It appears 
 
 that Avhile Colonel AndrcAV Porter, of the 
 
 ■I 
 United States army, Avas scouting at the 
 
 head of a party of eighteen in the imme- 
 diate vicinity of the disunion lines on the 
 other side of the river, a party of twenty- 
 tAvo mounted disunion troops Avas observed 
 approaching them. Colonel Porter im- 
 mediately placed his men in position for a 
 brush, and awaited their nearer approach. 
 PerceiA'ing, Avhen they got in hailing dis- 
 tance of him, that one of them had in his 
 hand trailing, a white flag, he demanded 
 that they should halt Avhere they Avere, 
 and explain their errand. They came to 
 a halt, and declared that they bore an im- 
 portant communication from Davis to the 
 President of the United States. 
 
 Colonel Porter requested them to dis- 
 mount, and approach Avith it on foot, a 
 measure of precaution rendered necessary 
 by the fact that the officer bearing the 
 flag, Avas accompanied by a larger escort 
 than that (tAvelve men,) incident to the 
 presence of a flag of truce. His request 
 Avas complied with, and he found their re- 
 presentation correct. The disunion offi- 
 cer proved to be Captain Tom. Taylor, of 
 Frankfort, Kentucky, a kinsman of Old 
 Zack's, who bore a sealed letter from Jeff". 
 Davis to President Lincoln, according to 
 a representation upon its back, written 
 and signed by Beauregard at IManassas, 
 explaining the fact, and asking that Cap- 
 tain Taylor might be facilitated in his 
 mission. 
 
DISCIPLINE, DRILL, PAROLES, FURLOUGHS, ETC, 
 
 417 
 
 Accordingly, Colonel Porter sent Cap- 
 tain Taylor and his missive forward with 
 an officer and an orderly, and directed the 
 disiuiion escort to return forthwith into 
 their own lines — himself and the picket 
 guai'd with him, following them for some 
 distance, to see that that direction was 
 properly carried out. 
 
 Captain Taylor was cai'ried immediately 
 to General McDowell's head-quarters, 
 where, by telegraph, directions were re- 
 ceived to send him to General Scott's 
 head-quarters at Washington. He arrived 
 under a guard at seven p. M., and after a 
 brief interview with General Scott, where- 
 in Captain Tom. Taylor told his story as 
 he had doubtless been instructed to tell 
 it, he was sent to the President, bearing 
 the sealed missive from Jeff. Davis to 
 that functionary. 
 
 His business was disposed of at the 
 White House in a very few minutes ; for 
 in that time he was sent back to General 
 Scott with one letter less than he bore on 
 his person on entering the Union lines, the 
 President not deeming the communication 
 he brought such as required him to enter 
 into any correspondence with Davis. 
 
 Cap tain. Tom. Taylor, of Uncle Sambo's 
 cavalry, was next immediately faced in 
 the direction from which he came, and 
 marched back to General McDowell's 
 head-quarters, where, though courteously 
 and kindly treated, he was kept under a 
 strict guard until an early hour the next 
 morning, when he was escorted back to 
 Uncle Sambo's lines, and turned loose to 
 find his way back to Beauregard, without 
 having accomplished what was evidently 
 a main point to be attained by his mission 
 — viz.: to communicate with traitors in' 
 Washington, who had doubtless prepared 
 to send to Beauregard, through him, im- 
 portant information concerning contempla- 
 ted military movements. 
 
 ' McCook's Pass for Old Buz. 
 A man named Buz Eowe, well knowni 
 in the neighborhood of Bacon Creek, was 
 
 early afflicted with the secession feve;-, 
 and when the Confederates occupied that 
 portion of Kentucky, the sickness assumed 
 a malignant form. It was his practice to 
 lie around a tavern at Bacon Creek Sta- 
 tion, drink Avhisky, swagger, blow about 
 Southern rights, and insult Union men. 
 When, however, the Union troops ad- 
 vanced to Nevin, and the Confederates fell 
 back to Green River, Buz changed his 
 tune. He was not disposed to take up 
 arms in behalf of the cause he represent- 
 ed. In fact, to secure peace and safety at 
 home, he expressed his willingness to 
 " take the oath." 
 
 On being lectured by Union men, he 
 stated that he was only ' going through the 
 form, to prevent being troubled at home, 
 that when he could do good for the rebel 
 
 Gen. Alex McCook. 
 
 cause he would not regard the obligation 
 in the least.' It was some time before 
 Buz could get a Union man to go to the 
 camp with him, but finally, in company 
 with such; he called on General McCook, 
 and asked for the privilege of taking the 
 oath and obtaining a pass. The General 
 knew his man, and addressing the Union 
 man who accompanied him, said : 
 
 '^Administer the oath to him — a ready 
 traitor to his country ! What regard do 
 you suppose he would have for the solemn 
 obligations of the oath ? A man, sir, who 
 
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 would betray liis country, has no respect 
 for his oath." 
 
 Buz turned pale. The ti*uth cut him 
 deep, and he began to see that his time 
 had come. 
 
 The General absolutely refused to have 
 the oath administered, or to grant a pass. 
 He could not get out of camp without 
 some sort of a document, and he besought 
 the interference of those whom he had so 
 greatly cursed, pursued and abused, when 
 they were without protection. At last 
 General McCook agreed to pass him out 
 of camp^ and gave him a document which 
 read somethmg m this way : 
 
 " To the guards and pickets. The 
 bearer is a traitor to his country. Pass 
 him ; but, in doing so, mark him well, and 
 if you see him hereafter prowling about 
 our lines, shoot him at once." 
 
 This pass the brawling disunionist had 
 to show to the whole linjj^of guards and 
 pickets, Avho all marked him well before 
 they let him pass. Though he had pre- 
 viously been at Bacon Creek every day, 
 he was not known to show his ' bacon ' 
 there again. One interview: with General 
 McCook caused him to subside. 'Doctor' 
 McCook's medicine was the only kind that 
 proved a cure in such cases- 
 
 Colonel Gazley Doing: a little Guard Duty. 
 
 Lieutenant , of one of the Ohio 
 
 regiments, was making a detail of men to 
 guard a lot of army stores captured from 
 the enemy. He approached a crowd of 
 men all wearing overcoats, such as Uncle 
 Sam gives his ' soger boys,' and selected 
 four or five for special duty. It happened 
 that Lieutenant-Colonel Gazley, of the 
 thirty-seventh Indiana, Avas in the crowd, 
 and was selected by the Lieutenant. This 
 was fun for the Colonel, and without a 
 word he shouldered his gun and went to 
 his post of duty. Not long afterward, the 
 Lieutenant, going his rounds, discovered 
 by the firelight the bugle upon Gazley's 
 cap. He rather authoritatively inquired 
 where he Kot that bugle ? The Colonel 
 
 drily replied that he " must have picked 
 up an officer's cap somewhere," and with 
 this very reasonable explanation the Lieu- 
 tenant passed on. 
 
 The Colonel stood his turn of ' special 
 detail ' all night long and was foimd in the 
 morning walking his post with true sol- 
 dierly gait and pace. Having laid off 
 
 Colonel Gazley doing a little Guard Duty. 
 
 his overcoat, his shoulder-straps appeared 
 very conspicuously in connection with the 
 musket on his shoulder. As soon as the 
 Lieutenant discovered a Colonel on guard, 
 he approached him and courteously in- 
 quired how he came to be there upon 
 guard. " Well, sir, you placed me here." 
 With no httle agitation the Lieutenant 
 inquired who he was ? " My name is 
 Carter Gazley, and I am Lieutenant- 
 Colonel of the Thirty-seventh Indiana 
 regiment." The Colonel was speedily 
 " released," but the Lieutenant was not so 
 speedily relieved from his embarrassment. 
 It is to be supposed that the Lieutenant 
 " stood treat " in this case. 
 
 "Hail Columbia "in a New Version. 
 Colonel Granville Moody, a well known 
 Methodist preacher, entered the Union 
 army Avith a will. He did not ask or seek 
 a chaplaincy — not he ; he commanded the 
 Seventy-fourth Ohio regiment, and proved 
 himself a tremendous fighter as w^ell as a 
 good preacher. Fifty yeai-s, or more, of 
 
DISCIPLINE, DRILL, PAROLES, FURLOUGHS, ETC, 
 
 419 
 
 age, he was of magnificent port, and six 
 feet two or three inches of stature ; fine, 
 genial face, fiery dark eyes, and a vocal 
 range that would have excited the envy 
 of Roaring Ralph Stackpole. He carried 
 into battle a spirit of enthusiasm which 
 inflamed his " boys " to the highest pitch 
 of daring, and won for him the admiration 
 of thousands. Thus, Lieutenant- Colonel 
 Van Schrader, Inspector- General on the 
 staff of General Thomas, had not been on 
 friendly terms with Moody for some 
 months, but admiring his splendid gallant- 
 ry, he approached him in the heat of des- 
 perate conflict, extended his hand, ex- 
 pressed his earnest approbation of the 
 Colonel's heroism, and begged that ever 
 after peace might exist between them. A 
 little later, Moody's " boys," as he paternally 
 addi'essed them, were obliged to withstand 
 a terrific fire without enjoying opportunity 
 to return it. Moody galloped to General 
 Negley'and protested. " This fire, Gen- 
 
 al, is positively murderous; it will kill 
 all my boys." But there was no help for 
 it. His martial flock, imposing upon his 
 benevolent nature, sometimes indulged a 
 little sly humor at his expense. In the 
 midst of battle, an Irishman hi the regi- 
 ment shouted, " His riverence, the Colo- 
 nel, has been fightin' Satan all his life ; I 
 reckon he thinks hell's broke loose now." 
 Not long after the battle, General Negley 
 merrily accused him of having mdulged 
 heterodox expletives in the ardor of en- 
 gagement. 
 
 " Is it a fact. Colonel," inquired the 
 General, " that you told the boys to give 
 them hell ? " 
 
 " Now," replied the Colonel, reproach- 
 fully, " there's some more of the boys' 
 mischief. I told the boys to give the 
 rebels Hail Columbia, and they have 
 wickedly perverted my language." 
 
 The fighting parson explained the mat- 
 ter, however, with such a sly twinkle in 
 the corner of his eye, that alFhe said only 
 tended to cast a doubt 4'bj^c''. 
 
 But there was no dofikt jb; \»f his 
 
 injunctions to his regiment sounded mar- 
 vellously like a fervent ejaculation swell- 
 ing up from the depths of the "Amen" cor- 
 ner in an old fashioned Methodist church. 
 This fact must be imagined, that the anec- 
 dote may be appreciated. The Colonel's 
 mind was saturated with piety and pug- 
 nacity. He praised God and pitched into 
 the rebels alternately. He had been struck 
 by bullets four times already. He had 
 given the enemy " H — ail Columbia " once, 
 and they had reeled back to cover. Now 
 they were swarming back to renew the 
 contest. Moody's regiment were lying on 
 their bellies waiting for them to come up. 
 He had a moment to spare, and thought 
 he would exhort them. The rebels were 
 advancing swiftly, and probably cut him 
 short. But as they approached he said 
 quietly — " Now, boys, fight for your coun- 
 try and your God " — ' and,' said one of his 
 boys, ' we all surely thought he was going 
 to say Amen, but at that instant the rebels 
 let fly, and the old hero roared with the 
 voice of a Stentor, "aim low ! " ' Weeks 
 afterward, when the Colonel passed through 
 his camp, th-e mischievous rascals would 
 shout behind him, " Fight for your coun- 
 try and your God — aim low ! " 
 
 Ingenuity of a Yankee Wife in Getting- a 
 Pass. 
 
 An order was issued by the General of 
 the Army of the Cumberland, that officers' 
 and soldiers' wives should stay at home, — 
 or, at least, advising them that they better 
 not visit the army at Murfreesborough, 
 there being no hotels, no nice eatables, 
 none of the comforts of life, there ; on the 
 contrary, mai^ disagreeable things would 
 •have to be encountered. Hence, the dear 
 ladies could get no passes to that army, — 
 sad fact, but very necessary denial. 
 
 But an officer's wife is shrewd. If she 
 can circumvent the epaulet and shoulder- 
 straps, 'tis done ; and she takes not a little 
 delight in the operation. One of them, 
 accordingly, telegraphed from Louisville 
 to General. Garfield, Chief of Staff, that 
 
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 her husband, an artillery officer, was very 
 sick, — perhaps dying, — and that she must 
 see him, and requested the General to au- 
 thorize the issuing to her of a pass to 
 Murfreesborough. The General's heart 
 was touched ; but, knowing nothing of the 
 matter, he referred it to Colonel Barnett, 
 Chief of Artillery. The Colonel, too, 
 sympathized with the distressed wife, and 
 kindly sent an orderly out to the husband's 
 battery to inquire into his condition, that 
 the devoted wife might be advised thereof. 
 Speedily the husband himself came in, 
 with astonishment depicted upon his face. 
 Something's the matter, somehow or some- 
 where, he does'nt exactly know what. 
 
 " How do you do ? " asked the Artillery 
 Chief. 
 
 " First-rate, sir." 
 
 " Where have you been of late ?" 
 " At my battery, — on duty." 
 " Have you not been sick lately ? " 
 " No, indeed ! Never had better health 
 in my life." 
 
 " Quite sure of it, are you ? " 
 " Of course I am." 
 
 " You have been on duty all the time ? 
 Have'nt you been absent from your com- 
 mand at all?" 
 " Not a day." 
 
 " Perfectly well now, — no consumption, 
 liver complaint, fever, spleen, or Tennes- 
 see quickstep ? eh ? " 
 
 " Certainly not. Why do you ask ? " 
 In reply to this query, the telegram of 
 his anxious wife was handed to him. He 
 read it, looked down and pondered for a 
 moment in silent wonder at the ingenuity 
 of the woman, then called for a bottle of 
 wine, and a general " si^j^ " circulated 
 among the by-standers. The loving wife 
 was informed by telegraph that her hus- 
 band was in no danger, — in fact, was do- 
 ing remarkably well. Thus she was cir- 
 cumvented for a time. Yet, to " vindicate 
 the truth of history," it needs to be added 
 that she gained her point in some other 
 
 way, — what Yankee wife will not ? — and 
 made her visit successfully. 
 
 Matronly Opinion of "Corduroy." 
 Mrs. W., an old lady residing in the 
 
 town of O , was, just after one of the 
 
 battles in the Southwest, listening to an 
 account of General Grant's operations, in 
 which, among other things, it was stated 
 that he had caused several miles of new 
 road to be constructed, and had covered it 
 here and there with corduroy. " AVhy, 
 bless me ! " she exclaimed, " what a waste ! 
 Did a body ever hear the like ! There's 
 our boys, poor creatures ! some of 'em 
 most naked, and the pesky officers using 
 up on them secessioners' roads all that 
 stuff that was sent to make breeches ! I 
 kin tell you," she concluded, with an in- 
 dignant flourish worthy of the best days 
 of Mrs. Partington, '■'■ive havn't got the 
 right kind of Ginerals!" The honest 
 matron Avas not aware that the " cordu- 
 roy" referred to was not exactly the stuff 
 for the boys' " breeches," but that stout 
 timber construction employed to cover 
 otherwise impassable higliways. 
 
 Halleck and the Teamster. 
 That General Halleck, like General 
 Sherman, is, in military as well as per- 
 sonal affairs, a man of some odd ways, is 
 saying nothing to his damage as a soldier. 
 When in camp, he was accustomed to put 
 on citizen's dress and privately take a look 
 at men and things. During one of these 
 tours — not unknowing- but unknown — he 
 helped a teamster out of the mud, then 
 gave him a severe lectui-e for not driving 
 carefully. He laughed heartily to hear 
 the witticisms of a teamster upon himself. 
 The high ' ' 'ver made a slough 
 
 all but i 'he teamster had 
 
 flounderec d, having reached 
 
 the top of being in sight of 
 
 head-quar himself of volley 
 
 after voile n the creek, his 
 
DISCIPLINE, DRILL, PAROLES , FURLOUGHS , ETC, 
 
 421 
 
 horses, the roads, and lastly upon General 
 Halleck for not having the creek bridged. 
 The criticism was just ; but the General 
 had already ordered the construction of a 
 bridge, and, being incog., could enjoy the 
 verbal castiaration. 
 
 Down upon the Table-Waiters. 
 
 The illustration afforded of General 
 Butler's pluck, in what follows, could 
 hardly be exceeded by the most graphic 
 sketches of that always graphic and bril- 
 liant writer, Mr. Parton, to Avhom we are 
 indebted for one of the very best military 
 biographies in the Avhole range of war 
 literature, possessing, as it does, almost 
 the fascination of romance. It appears 
 tliat a respectable colored woman, named 
 Clara Dvmcan, left New York city, in 
 company wdth a Mr. Walker and a Miss 
 Bassett (white), for Norfolk, being sent 
 by the American JVIissionary Association 
 as teachers to the freed people. It was 
 the desire of the Secretary, Rev. Mr. Whip- 
 ple, that the two female passengers, white 
 and black, on arriving at Baltimore, should 
 occupy the same state room on board of 
 the boat. 
 
 All passed pleasantly ; they were seated 
 in the upper saloon when the gong sound- 
 ed for tea. The clerk invited all down, 
 Miss Duncan with the others. After tea, 
 the clerk called Mr. Walker aside and in- 
 quired Avhether he knew the regulations 
 of the boat. Mr. Walker replied that he 
 did not. The clerk then said, " We don't 
 allow niggers to eat at the first table. 
 And you go and tell her to come out of 
 that saloon to a place prepared for her, or 
 I shall take her down publicly." During 
 the conversation, the mail agent, by the 
 name of Rollins, steppod up and said that 
 Mr. Walker " was no gentleman for trav- 
 eling wath a nigger wench," neither was 
 Miss Bassett a lady for occupying the 
 same state room. Arrangements were 
 made for Miss Duncan to remain in her 
 state room until the boat arrived at For- 
 
 tress Monroe. All parties were indignant. 
 On arriving at Norfolk the case was sub- 
 mitted to General Wild, who told Mr. 
 Walker to write out a statement and sub- 
 mit it to Prof. Woodbury, Superintendent 
 of Schools. Prof. Woodbury submitted 
 it to General Butler, and the parties were 
 duly summoned before that official. 
 
 The officiating clerk of the boat, Mr. 
 Wilson, was asked by General Butler 
 what he had to say for himself. 
 
 Wilson — I remember seeing those per- 
 sons on the boat, and remember some com- 
 plaint being made about a mulatto eating 
 at the first tal)le. 
 
 General — Who made those complaints? 
 
 Wilson — I do not know. General, all 
 that were on board. I can not remember 
 all the names and faces. 
 
 General — You must remember some of 
 them. 
 
 Wilson — Gov. Pierpont was on board 
 and he — 
 
 Gen. — Then you say Gov. Pierpont 
 complained ? If Governor Pierpont had 
 anything to do with it he shall not remain 
 in my lines. Did Gov. Pierpont com- 
 plain ? 
 
 Wilson — No, sir. 
 
 Gen. — Who did complain, then ? 
 
 Wilson — I do not know that any one 
 complained. 
 
 Gen. — They either complained or did 
 not complain — which was it ? • 
 
 Wilson — They did not complain ; but, 
 General, it has always been the rule — 
 
 Gen. — Has been, is not now; there'.* 
 where the trouble lies — has been. 
 
 The General then, turning to the mail 
 agent, remarlfp, " Mr. Rollins, you run 
 on the steamer Louisiana?" 
 
 Rollins — I do. 
 
 Gen. — Your employment is to tend to 
 the mail and express, I believe. You, sir, 
 are charged Avith calling that young lady 
 (pointing to Miss Duncan,) improper 
 names. Miss Duncan has not the power 
 to change her color ; that she cafa not con- 
 
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 trol, but her cliaracter ; and to call her a 
 nigger-wench implies that she is of disre- 
 putable character. 
 
 Rollins — I never said so. 
 
 Gen. — You say your business is to tend 
 to the mail and express. 
 
 Rollins — Yes, and to wait on table. 
 
 Gen. — It does not seem probable that 
 you should say anything of the kind. 
 The waiters are generally colored persons. 
 You are a waiter, you say ; therefore it is 
 not natural that j^ou should say anything 
 against your associates. May I ask, Mr. 
 Rollins, what business you had to say any- 
 thing ? The clerk had spoken ; that was 
 sufficient. 
 
 Mr. Rollins said nothing. 
 
 The General, then turning to Mr. "Wil- 
 son : " "When John or Susan traveled with 
 master or mistress, they could stay in the 
 saloons or sleep in the same state-room, 
 could they not ? " 
 
 "Wilson — Yes. 
 
 Gen. — "Well, now I would like to ask 
 one more question : Which do you con- 
 sider in the highest state of civilization, 
 the slave in his chains or the free person 
 of color ? 
 
 "Wilson — I do not know — I guess — I 
 think — well, I suppose, the free person. 
 
 Gen. — You admit, then, the free man. 
 "Well, all I want is that the free man shall 
 have the same rights the slave once en- 
 joyed ; ^ey shall sit in saloons, sleep in 
 state-rooms, and go to the first table, if 
 they desire. 
 
 Wilson — I suppose I may tell them 
 they may be insulted ? 
 
 Gen. — Oh, yes ! and I shall excuse you, 
 Mr. Wilson, if I never fpar the same 
 thing again. You were trying to promote 
 your employers' interest. Remember 
 what I have said. Now, Mr. Rollins, am 
 I to believe your assertions ? How much 
 do you receive per month ? 
 
 Rollins — Twenty-five dollars. 
 
 Gen. — IIow much do you receive from 
 Government ? 
 
 Rollins — Not anything, Sir. 
 
 Gen. — Where were you bom ? 
 
 RoUms — In Baltimore. 
 
 General — And brought up in Balti- 
 more, too, I suppose. 
 
 Rollins — Yes. 
 
 Gen. — Well, now, Mr. Rollins, your 
 employment on the Baltimore boats is at 
 an end. Clerk, write an order to that 
 effect, write one also to the Captain. 
 Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. 
 
 "Abe" and "Andy." 
 
 The drift of the communication given 
 below will be found explained in the imi- 
 versal domestic dictionary. 
 
 The applicant, Normain Doane, an In- 
 diana A'olunteer, asked for a furlough of 
 twenty or thirty days in order to visit his 
 wife and twins, boys, recently born, which 
 he .designed having christened " Abe " and 
 "Andy." The document had passed 
 through the War Department, from which 
 place it was referred to the Adjutant Gen- 
 eral's office, then to the Medical Director's 
 Department, where it was reported that 
 he had been transferred to Philadelphia. 
 The document was then sent back to the 
 Military Commander at Washington, from 
 thence to the Adjutant General's office, 
 and then to General Couch's Department. 
 The Medical Director of the latter finally 
 referred the matter to the surgeon in 
 charge of the hospital in which the patient 
 was confined, who immediately granted 
 the applicant the furlough : 
 
 Judiciary Square Hospital, Ward 15. ) 
 Wasliington City, D C, June 23, 1864. ) 
 
 Dear Sir : The Union is saved. Hur- 
 rah ! 
 
 Make room in Abraham's bosom ! 
 
 My wife has twins. Both boys ! 
 
 Do please grant me a furlough for 
 twenty or thirty days to go to Fort Wayne, 
 Ind., to christen 'em Abe and Andy ; and 
 besides, I would like to know if they look 
 like me. 
 
 I am not so sick now. A few days at 
 home will do me more good than six 
 months in the hospital. ShouH ""v —^ 
 
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 423 
 
 erence be required on patriotism and pub- 
 lic service, Schuyler Colfax ; on domestic 
 relations, Mrs. Doane. 
 
 Very respectfully, 
 NoRMAiN Doane, 
 Private, signed Corporal U. S. A. 
 P. S. — The little presents necessary 
 upon such occasions need not be sent till 
 after the 4th of March next, when Andy 
 will be present also. N. D. 
 
 Impromptu Enforcement of Discipline. 
 
 General Grant was one day busy with 
 his military plans in the inner part of his 
 tent. His maps, rules, and compasses, 
 were all in use. His mind ranged over 
 the vast extent of country under his con- 
 trol. Mountains were scaled, rrvers ford- 
 ed, swamps bridged, deserts traversed, 
 forests threaded, storms and sunshine were 
 overcome, and he was master of the situa- 
 tion. He was just laying out his plan of 
 a projected battle, intensely occupied with 
 the marshalling of his troops in their best 
 positions for victory, when his ear caught 
 the inquiry, put to his orderly, in a strong 
 foreign accent, — 
 
 " Is de Generawl in ? " 
 
 Then came the reply, in a firm, decided 
 tone, which General Grant understood 
 instantly — 
 
 " Yes, Sir, the Commanding General is 
 in ; but he is very busy. Sir." 
 
 " Could I zee him a vew momenz ? " 
 
 "He ordered me to say. Sir, that he 
 would be very much occupied for some 
 time " — 
 
 " On de advance, eh ? " interrupted the 
 intruder ; " Den he is going down furder 
 to de coddon regione ? " 
 
 " I can't say where he is going. Sir : I 
 don't know. You must leave." 
 
 Stranger became more excited, and his 
 accent more peculiar. 
 
 " Mine young vrend, I have one impor- 
 tant proposals to. make de Generawl, — a 
 proposals, mine young vrend " — 
 
 "I can't hear your 'proposal.' Step 
 out, Sir ! " 
 
 " Sdop, mine young vrend, — sdop one 
 letle momend. You zay to de Generawl 
 dat I will make it one gran' objecs for 'im, — 
 one rich speculadion ! You understan', eh ? " 
 
 The orderly was about to force the base 
 interloper out, with an added word of 
 military admonition, when General Grant 
 came quickly forward. He had heard the 
 whole conversation, and comprehended 
 the entire case in a moment. It was a 
 covert assault on his nice sense of honor, 
 and he was determined to punish it on the 
 spot. Stepping to the open front of his 
 tent, the General seized the rascally oper- 
 ator by the collar, and, lifting him several 
 inches from the gromid, applied the toe of 
 his boot to him in such a manner that he 
 was pitched out headlong, falling on the 
 muddy ground at a distance of nearly ten 
 feet. Before the orderly could recover 
 from his surprise, the General had quietly 
 retired to his inner apartment, and the 
 next moment was as busily engaged with 
 his maps, and plan of campaign, as if 
 nothing had happened. 
 
 Password as Understood by the German 
 Guard. 
 
 In the Union army of the "West, one of 
 the officers, — a wag, too, in his way, — 
 whose duty it was to furnish the guards 
 with a password for the night, gave the 
 word " Potomac." A German on • guard, 
 not understanding distinctly the difference 
 between the B's and P's, understood it to 
 be ' Bottomic,' and this, on being transfer- 
 red to another, was corrupted to ' Butter- 
 milk.' Soon afterward the officer who had 
 given the word wished to return through 
 the lines, and approaching the sentinel, 
 was ordered to halt, and the word de- 
 manded. He gave " Potomac." 
 
 "Nicht right: you don't pass mit me 
 dis way." 
 ■ " But this is the word, and I will pass." 
 
 " No, you Stan' "; at the same time 
 placing a bayonet at his breast in a man- 
 ner that told Mr. Officer that " Potomac " 
 didn't pass in Missouri.. 
 
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 " What is the word then ? " 
 " Buttermilk." 
 " Well, then, ' Buttermilk.' " 
 " Dat is right ; now you pass mit your- 
 self all about your pizness." 
 
 Congrressman Ely at the Confederate Pass- 
 port Oface. 
 
 When Congressman Ely, of New York, 
 but for a time a prisoner in Richmond, 
 was finally released, in exchange for 
 Hon. Mr. Faulkner, of Virginia, on call- 
 ing at the office for his passport, a hearty 
 laugh occurred over the brown paper on 
 which it was printed, and which had been 
 contracted for by the superintendent of 
 pubhc printing. He asked if it was South- 
 ern manufacture. The passport officer re- 
 plied in the affirmative, and suggested that 
 he should exhibit it, the specimen, in the 
 North, and say that although crude in its 
 origin, they — the South — would refine up- 
 on it, and never cease striving for inde- 
 pendence until they could make as good 
 
 Congr-essman Ely. 
 
 paper as the Yankees. Congressman Ely 
 naively replied that he had no doubt they 
 would arrive at the dignity of white paper^ 
 
 Caught in his own Trap. 
 The sergeant of one of the Union pick- 
 et guards suddenly had his attention drawn 
 to the tinkling of a cow-bell in the bushes. 
 With visions of new milk runninjx through 
 
 his head, he examined carefully, and to his 
 astonishment found himself euehered of 
 his milk ; but he made the discovery that 
 as he advanced the cow-bell retreated. 
 The sergeant smelt a moderate sized mice, 
 and made a double-quick retrograde move- 
 ment. He immediately reported the af- 
 fair to Colonel Hays. The Colonel se- 
 creted a squad of men in the woods, and 
 
 Caught in his own Trap. 
 
 the sergeant again made himself conspicii- 
 ous. He brushed about among the bush- 
 es, and the cow-bell approached. The 
 squad soon had the satisfaction of seeing 
 — not the cow-bell, but a secesher, with a 
 cow-bell hung to his neck and a six-shoot- 
 er in his belt. When he got within easy 
 range, and in sight of the squad, the ser- 
 geant hailed him : " I say, old fellow, 
 would you rather go to — , or to Wash- 
 ington ? " The squad at the same time 
 stepped forward. " To Wasliington, I 
 reckon," drawled the rebel — '' I ain't 
 clothed for a Avarm climate." And he ac- 
 cordingly delivered himself up Avith the 
 best possible grace. 
 
 Marshall's " Demijohn Drill." 
 Colonel Marshall, when stationed at 
 Baltimoi-e, proved himself a prompt and 
 efficient officer, according to the testimony 
 of his men, over whom he exercised not 
 only a military but moral oversight. On 
 a certain occasion, at dress parade, he gave 
 
DISCIPLINE, DRILL, PAROLES, FURLOUGHS, ETC. 
 
 425 
 
 them what he called the " demijohn drill." 
 Some one had been permitted to set up a 
 tent inside our lines, and sell eatables to 
 the soldiers. This individual dared to sell 
 rum, which made a few drunk and noisy. 
 This drunkard-maker was arrested by the 
 Colonel's orders, and taken into the guard- 
 house. His liquor was also seized. He 
 was then drummed out to the tune of the 
 " Rogue's March," presenting a most 
 laughable appearance, with a bottle slung 
 over each shoulder, a toddy-stick in his 
 rear, soldiers ahead of him and soldiers 
 behind him with bayonets charged close 
 to his person. After this the sound of 
 shattered glass testified that the demijohn 
 was drilled, and its contents spilled. 
 
 No Passes to Official Speculators. 
 
 A little affair transpired in General 
 Banks's head-quarters one day, as related 
 by an eye witness, which furnishes a rather 
 sorry idea as to how much actual interest 
 was felt in the war by some of the " patri- 
 otic " men who got up regiments and com- 
 panies for the service. 
 
 Enter an Ex-Colonel of a Massachusetts 
 regiment, and after waiting an interview, 
 a colloquy something like the foIloAving oc- 
 curred : 
 
 Ex- Col. — Good morning, General. 
 
 Gen. B. — Good morning, Sir, I am very 
 happy to see you. 
 
 Ex-Col. — General, I called to ask you 
 for a pass to go to New Iberia. 
 
 Gen. B. — Your name is . 
 
 Ex-Col.— Yes, Sir. 
 
 Gen. B. — You were Colonel of the 
 Massachusetts — regiment ? 
 
 Ex- Col. — Yes, Sii", I did command that 
 regiment. 
 
 Gen. B. — And you resigned your com- 
 mission to engage in speculation ? 
 ■ Ex-Col. — Why, General, you would not 
 suppose I should continue in the service 
 when I saw a chance to make twenty or 
 thirty thousand dollars in a few months ? 
 
 Gen. B. — Sir, I did not come here to 
 
 make money by speculation, and it is be- 
 cause men like yourself are willing to see 
 my command broken up, if they can ac- 
 complish their own purposes, that this de- 
 partment is in no better condition to-day. 
 I give no passes to New Iberia, Sir, and 
 especially I shall not grant one to you. 
 Good morning, Sjt. 
 
 Exit Ex- Colonel — violently considering 
 how he shall get to New Iberia without 
 General Banks's pass. 
 
 Honorable Conunendation instead of Igiao- 
 minious Death. 
 
 It appears that information reached the 
 President that a young man belonging to 
 the Army of the Potomac had been sen- 
 tenced by court-martial to be shot for de- 
 sertion. The boy was doomed to die in a 
 few hours when the dispatch was received. 
 A telegram was sent to General Meade, 
 suspending the execution of the sentence. 
 An examination of the case was ordered 
 by the President, when it was ascertained 
 that the young man ought, in justice, to 
 have been promoted long ago for gallant 
 and meritorious service, instead of being 
 shot ! It wa^ proved that upon the march 
 of the Army of the Potomac towards 
 Maryland, on the occasion of General 
 Lee's first raid northward, the young man 
 in question became exhausted and fell out 
 of the ranks, and, as soon as he recovered, 
 he proceeded on after his regiment, biit 
 not finding it, and there being no time to 
 lose, he fell into the ranks of another reg- 
 iment and fought gallantly at South Moun- 
 tain and Antietam, and was wounded in 
 the last named battle. He was sent to the 
 hospital, which fact, owing to the absence 
 of a proper system in such cases, did not 
 reach the officers of his regiment. At last 
 he was arrested as a deserter, tried, con- 
 demned, and was about to be shot, when 
 by the interference of the Executive, his 
 life was saved, and a young man, hastily 
 doomed to an ignominious death, was sud- 
 denly restored to honor. 
 
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 Peg:e:ie McCue -wrho Whipped G-eneral Cheat- 
 ham. 
 
 A queer specimen of the genus homo 
 was Peggie McCue — so they called him — 
 who used to be employed on the river boats, 
 and afterward was a soldier in the rebel 
 army, seeking his fights. During the oc- 
 cupancy of Missionary B^ige, by the Con- 
 federates, an incident occurred in which 
 Peggie played a conspicuous and certainly 
 a very characteristic part. Peggie was 
 engaged one day as a teamster, and Gen- 
 eral Frank Cheatham, riding along, caught 
 Him in the act of vigorously pummelling 
 the mules with a billet of wood. Riding 
 up in a terrible rage, Cheatham denounced 
 him with great severity, and ordered him 
 to cease his brutal treatment. Peggie's 
 Irish riz suddenly. Turning about and 
 confronting Frank, he remarked — 
 
 " General, you are a — coward. You 
 know your shoulder-straps protect you, or 
 you would never apply that talk to me." 
 
 " A coward, am I, you miserable devil ! " 
 exclaimed the General, throwing off his 
 coat ; look here, McCue ; there is General 
 Cheatham and the shoulder-straps ; here 
 is Frank Cheatham. Come and take sat- 
 isfaction." 
 
 Peggie was not slow to accept the invi- 
 tation, made for Frank, and in two min- 
 utes had whipped him soundly. 
 
 The General, smarting under his defeat, 
 started for his horse, which a sudden ap- 
 plication of Peggie's foot assisted him to 
 mount. Picking up the coat, McCue 
 threw it to the General, remarking as he 
 did so, (pointing first to tJie rider, and 
 then to the coat,) — 
 
 " There is the whipped Frank Cheat- 
 ham, of the Cumberland Army — here is 
 Major-General Cheatham, commander of a 
 division. General, you can repeat that 
 operation as often as you desire ; you will 
 always find Peggie ready for you." 
 
 Sticking: to the Orig-inal Order. 
 Peter Apple, of Oakland, Marion coun- 
 ty, was a recruit for the Eleventh Indiana 
 
 regiment, and took part in the attempt to i 
 
 storm one of the Vicksburg batteries. The 
 
 enemy's fire was so destructive, however, 
 
 that the Union army recoiled. Apple, the 
 
 raw recruit, having received orders to go 
 
 "Onward," "didn't see" the backward 
 
 movement, and, obedient to the original 
 
 command issued, kept going ahead until he 
 
 came right up to one of the enemy's guns, 
 
 caught a gunner by the collar, and brought 
 
 him within the Federal lines, sayuig, " By 
 
 golly, boys, why didn't you come on? 
 
 Every feller might have got one." 
 
 ♦ • 
 
 Toombs's Idea of Passports. 
 
 Robert Toombs, formerly a United 
 States Senator, subsequently Secretary of 
 State under Davis, and then a Confeder- 
 ate General, but finally a Colonel in the 
 Georgia militia, at last seceded to his pri- 
 vate domain, becoming a citizen without 
 civic or military distinction. Rather dis- 
 gusted than otherwise with the " poAvers 
 that be," he returned to the advocacy of 
 Georgia State Rights, hi all the radical- 
 ness of that ultra Southern school. This, 
 with other acts and speeches, made him 
 obnoxious to dislike, nor was his offence 
 mitigated by the personal assumptions in 
 Avhich he sometimes indulged. 
 
 One day, acting up to his original stand- 
 ard of the dignity of a noble patrician, a 
 citizen of the State of Georgia, and in de- 
 fiance of the laAV military which he him- 
 self helped to ordain, he undertook to 
 travel on a Georgia railroad without a 
 passport. In reply to the demand of a 
 rebel soldier to showhis pass^iort, he said 
 he had no such document — that he was a 
 citizen of the State of Georgia, which 
 State did not require her railroad passen- 
 gers to show passports. 
 
 The inference from this was that Robert 
 denied his allegiance to the central agent, 
 whose foundations were laid upon the 
 mutual good-will and esteem of the com- 
 ponent parts, and cemented with the doc- 
 trine of secession. Such language was to 
 the ears of Beauregard little short of trea- 
 sonable ; and he had the Ex-Senator, Ex- 
 
DISCIPLINE, DRILL, PAROLES, FURLOUGHS, ETC. 
 
 427 
 
 Secretary and the Ex-Brigadier arrested 
 and sent to prison. An old Southern 
 lady, who witnessed the arrest, siimmed up 
 Robert in this style : 
 
 " Well, well, well ! they have got Bob 
 Toombs ! I heard him say he would swal- 
 low the blood of all the Yankees that came 
 South. Well, well, well ! he'll swallow all 
 he sheds ! " 
 
 At which remarks the unfeeling crowd, 
 whose veneration for the illusti'ious 
 Toombs must have undergone considerable 
 modification since they allowed him to 
 persuade them to secede, bm'St into loud 
 laughter. 
 
 Hardee's Tactics, -with a Point Left Out. 
 
 While on a forced march in some of the 
 army movements in Mississippi, General 
 Hardee, of the rebel army, came up with 
 a straggler who had fallen some distance 
 in the rear of his command. The General 
 ordered him forward, when the soldier re- 
 plied that he was weak and broken doAvn, 
 
 General Hardee. 
 
 not having had even half rations for several 
 days. 
 
 " That's hard," replied the General, 
 "but you must push forwai'd, my good 
 fellow, and join your command, or the 
 Provost Guard will take you in hand." 
 
 The soldier halted, and, looking up at 
 the General asked — 
 
 " Are you General Hardee ? " 
 
 " Yes," replied the General. 
 
 *' Didn't you write Hardee's Tacticks ? " 
 
 "Yes." 
 
 "Well, General, I have studied them 
 tacticks, and know'em by heart. You've 
 got a order to double column at half dis- 
 tance, ain't you ? " 
 
 " Well," asked the General, " what has 
 that to do with your case ? " 
 
 " I'm a good soldier. General, and obey 
 all that is possible to be obeyed ; but if 
 your orders can show me a order in your 
 tacticks to double distance on half rations, 
 then I'll give in." 
 
 The General, with a hearty laugh, ad- 
 mitted that there were no tactics to meet 
 the case, and putting spurs to his horse, 
 rode forward. 
 
 Sickness after Purloug'h. 
 
 It was a common trick in the ai'my to 
 try and get a medical certificate of illness 
 or incapacity ; but very many of those 
 who went to the Medical Director, found 
 they had got to the wrong man. Any one 
 sitting in Dr. Cviyler's office, any five min» 
 utes during the day, would been likely to 
 hear an amusing dialogue somewhat after 
 this fashion : 
 
 Enter two sturdy soldiers, very stout, 
 rosy and healthy in appearance, but trying 
 to look very lackadaisical. 
 
 Dr. Cuyler, (in a brusque but honest 
 tone, to first,) — Well, Sir, what can I do 
 for you to-day ? 
 
 Soldier, (groaning slightly,) — I'm very 
 sick, doctor ; I've chronic rheumatism. 
 ■ Dr. C. — Chronic rheumatism, eh? My 
 dear Sir, that disease is quite played out 
 here. Try a little exercise with vour 
 brave brothers on the James River. Where 
 do you come from ? 
 
 Soldier — New York, Sir, on return from 
 fui'loiigh. 
 
 Dr. C. — From furlough, eh ? Ho\\- 
 long ? 
 
 Soldier — A mgnth. Sir. 
 
 Dr. C. — So you go home and enjoj' 
 yourself a whole month, at your country's 
 
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 expense, return here to resume your du- 
 ties, and just at the time your over- worked 
 brothers are needing your assistance most, 
 you come here to desert them. I put it 
 to your conscience, Sii', as a man, is this 
 right ? 
 
 Dr. C, (sternly,) — No sick man needs 
 explanation to me, Sir. I know them too 
 well, and insist upon their being tended 
 like children ; but that is not your case. 
 (Turning to the other) — What is the mat- 
 ter with you, Sir ? 
 
 Second Soldier, (looking heartier than 
 the first,) — I am very sick, Sir. 
 
 Dr. C. — Have you been on furlough, 
 too? 
 
 Second Soldier — Yes, Sir, we came to- 
 gether, from New York. 
 
 Dr. C. — Strange, you weren't sick hi 
 New York, but get sick directly you come 
 back ! Pray, how long have you been 
 sick? 
 
 Second Soldier- — Two days, Sir. 
 
 Dr. C. — Only two days, and you con- 
 sider that enough to throw up your duties ? 
 Why, my dear Sir, I don't feel very well 
 to-day, but you see I must keep to my 
 post. Pooh ! Pooh ! I'm tired of this 
 nonsense. (To his clerk) — Here, Mr. 
 Silva, write an order for these two men. 
 
 Tell that they have just returned 
 
 from a month's furlough, and wish to rejoin 
 their regiments. 
 
 The papers are speedily made out, and 
 exit the two " patients," no doubt feeling 
 that Dr. Cuyler is a rather " hard case." 
 
 Tricks to Avoid Duty. 
 One of the first things a soldier learns 
 to do is to avoid duty. He tires of the 
 daily drill, picket duty, etc., and seeks, 
 through plea of sickness, to escape them. 
 Thus it was in our Union armies ; thus it 
 has been in all armies. It Avould have 
 puzzled Dr. Lieber himself to make out 
 some of the complaints which Avere " put 
 in " at the morning call of the regimental 
 surgeon, by the soldiers. Thus, knowing 
 that the doctor relies mainly for his judg- 
 
 ment of a case upon the condition of the 
 pulse, the soldier would not mifi-equently 
 render it unsteady and violent by rapping 
 the elbow severely just before entering his 
 tent. Tlie appearance of the tongue is, 
 of course, another standard criterion of 
 condition. A surgeon of a New York 
 regiment in General Davidson's brigade 
 was much puzzled during the winter of 
 1861, to account for so many of the men 
 having coated tongues. It was almost, a 
 distemper in the regiment. After much 
 diligent inquiry he discovered that among 
 the privates was a druggist who furnished, 
 for a trifle, his comrades with a- white mix- 
 ture, which they applied to their tongues 
 whenever desirous of getting off from duty. 
 The discovery was not made, however, un- 
 til after nearly the whole regiment had de- 
 ceived him at one time and another. 
 
 Easy Way of Cutting- Bed Tape. 
 
 The convenient manner m Avhich Gen- 
 eral Grant sometimes was accustomed to 
 cut red tape was quite refreshing. On 
 one occasion the Ninetieth Ncav York reg- 
 iment, then in a distant field of military 
 operations, re-enlisted as veteran recruits, 
 but Avere not able then to take their fur- 
 lough, on account of a press of business. 
 While, however, General Grant Avas on 
 his visit to Maryland, the regiment de- 
 parted for home on furlough. But there 
 Avere twenty-two of the men, Avho, as pun- 
 ishment for some triA^ial offence, Avere not 
 alloAved to go. They were put into other 
 regiments, to serve until their regiment 
 returned, and AA^ere still held as veteran 
 recruits. These twenty-tAvo men, being at 
 Mouocacy, Avhere General Grant was vis- 
 iting, concluded to try the heart of their 
 chief, and one of them Avaited on him in 
 behalf of the party. 
 
 A private soldier, grim and travel- 
 stained, bearing in every feature the trace 
 of long service in the field, the Lieutenant- 
 General listened attentively AA'hile he told 
 his tale and plead for himself and his com- 
 panions. A feAV questions put and an- 
 
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 429 
 
 swerecl, and Grant was satisfied that mjus- 
 tice had been done the war-worn men, and 
 on the spot he wrote a telegram to tW 
 proper officer, then at Harper's Ferry, in- 
 structing him to fui-lough the men immedi- 
 ately. They left for home at once, with 
 a consciousness that the Commander-m- 
 Chief was one who could mete out equal 
 and exact justice to all. 
 
 Ready Mode of Meetings Difficiilties by Gen- 
 eral Butler. 
 Two noted characters, C. C. Pearson 
 and James Leary, formerly billiard and 
 liquor-saloon keepers and gamblers in Nor- 
 folk, having inveigled themselves into Ber- 
 muda Landmg without passes, were brought 
 
 " Very well," said the General, " serve 
 with me now at the end of it." 
 
 Pearson begged off, telling the General 
 to remember his family in Norfolk. 
 
 " Well, I am not doing anytliiiig to dis- 
 grace your family." 
 
 " But they won't know what has be- 
 come of me." 
 
 " True. Davenport, print this order in 
 the Norfolk papers, and then his family 
 can see where he is." 
 
 Uead-quartera of Geu. Butler, liultimore 
 
 before the Commanding General, Butler, 
 who thereupon issued the following or- 
 der : 
 
 " C. C. Pearson having smuggled him- 
 self within my lines, contrary to law and 
 without a pass, on board the gunboat Pink, 
 Ensign Kendrick, master, and being, by 
 his own statement, able-bodied and with- 
 out any business, is ordered to be set to 
 work in the trenches, until further orders, 
 to supply the place of a soldier who has 
 other occupation. There being constant 
 employment for him in Gen. Hinks's line, 
 he will be forwarded there." 
 
 The same order was issued in the case 
 of Leary. One of them pleaded that he 
 had served under the General at the be- 
 ginning of the war. 
 
 Arrest of one of General Grant's Aids by a 
 
 Colored Guard. 
 
 While General Grant was on a visit to 
 
 the front of his Potomac Army one day, 
 
 one of his aids, Avho happened not to Avear 
 
 any distinguishing mark of 
 
 office, was arrested by one 
 
 of the colored soldiers as 
 
 soon as his i:)resence was 
 
 discovered. In vain did he 
 
 put in the plea of his official 
 
 , relations to the Lieutenant- 
 
 General — they would not 
 
 believe his story, but took 
 
 him forthwith to General 
 
 Gi'ant to corroborate his 
 
 explanation. 
 
 " Well, General," said the 
 prisoner, "I have been arrested. by this 
 soldier, who won't believe my story." 
 
 The Commander-in-Chief identified and 
 released his aid, telling the soldier he had 
 done his duty. He then remarked to his aid : 
 " Served you right, Sir ; I am glad of 
 it, as it shows tlie negroes are vigilant. 
 The next time you had better wear some- 
 thing to indicate your rank and profes- 
 sion, or else keep out of their way." 
 
 The author of that admii-able work, 
 ' Grant and his Campaigns,' could scarcely 
 tell a better thing than the above of his 
 jn-eat chieftain. 
 
 "Wanted a Furloug-h. 
 Colonel Parkhurst, the very efficient 
 Provost Marshal General of the Army of 
 
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 the Cumberland, 'in the course of human 
 events ' married an elegant lady of Mur- 
 freesboro', Tennessee, and having been 
 home twice within a short time to see her, 
 was informed of a little joke on General 
 Thomas — one, by the way, which the Gen- 
 eral was only too happy to tell himself. 
 
 Once on a time, a High Private, of ex- 
 traordinary dimensions, lumbered into the 
 presence of General Thomas and asked 
 point blank for a furlough, adding : 
 
 " General, I Avisli to go home and see 
 my wife." 
 
 " How long is it since you have seen 
 your wife ? " inquired the General. 
 
 " Why," he answered, '' I have not seen 
 my wife for over three months." 
 
 " Three months," exclaimed General 
 Thomas, " three months ! why, I haven't 
 seen my wife for three years ! " 
 
 "Well, that may be," rejoined the other, 
 " but you see, General, me and my Avife 
 ain't o' that sort." 
 
 Whether H. P. got that little furlough 
 or not may easily be guessed. 
 
 Irish Logic concerning " Shmall Arms." 
 During the siege of Vicksburg General 
 Grant was in the habit of saying often 
 that the rebels defending the city Avere his 
 prisoners-of-Avar, who Avere temporarily 
 subsisting themselves. 
 
 One day the Lieutenant- Colonel com- 
 manding the — th Wisconsin replied to 
 some observation addressed to him by one 
 
 Dennis , a perfect specimen of an 
 
 Irishman, Avith the good-natured remai'k, 
 " Oh ! never mind, Dennis ; General Grant 
 says that they [pointing to the rebel lines] 
 are only our prisoners." " Shu re, then," 
 said Dennis, " if they're our jmsoners, why 
 don't he be after taking aAvay their shmall 
 
 arms ? " 
 
 ■ ♦ 
 
 " Whar's dat Nig-g-er ? " 
 In July, 1863, when the Army of the 
 Cumberland was at Winchester, Tennes- 
 see, one of the foraging expeditions had 
 for its guide, old Jim, one of the blackest 
 of the black, — so black that he could be 
 
 plainly seen in the darkest night, — and the 
 fij'st place he led to Avas the house of his 
 former master. Riding up the lawn and 
 dismomitiiig, the first sound that Avas 
 heard Avas : " Well, there's Jim ! Oh, 
 Jim, how could you leave us, when Ave 
 have ahvays treated you so kindly ? Didn't 
 you always say that you loved us dearly?" 
 Jim straightens himself up, and goes up 
 to the porch of the house, and replies, 
 " Yes, Missus, I always lub you, and lub 
 you now a heap ; but really, Missus, I lub 
 myself a heap better." Even the good 
 old lady could not help smiling ; and Jim 
 conducted the party over the grounds 
 Avhere he had so many years been a slave 
 Avith as much pride as if he was its real 
 oAvner. 
 
 But Jim showed his peculiar nature 
 more, perhaps, in the foUoAving incident, 
 than in any other. During the advance 
 toAA'ard Bridgeport a heavy artillery skir- 
 mish Avas had, and Jim Avas not seen for a 
 Avhole day. At night, when he came up, 
 he Avas asked Avhere he had been. He 
 rolled his large eyes in his head, and 
 said, " Oh ! massa, I heard something 
 coming through ^e air, saying, ' Whar's 
 
 '• AA'har's dat Nigger? " 
 
 dat nigger? whar's dat nigger? whar's 
 dat nigger ? ' and putty soon dat ting bust- 
 ed, and littte debils ^r -k • ;-hing all 
 round right arter dis- I run 
 
 away ! " 
 
DISCIPLINE, DRILL, PAROLES, FURLOUGHS, ETC, 
 
 431 
 
 Those persons who have heard shells 
 oome whizzing through the air will readily 
 see that old Jim's description of them is 
 pei*fect. H 
 
 Judg-e Baldwin Soliciting' a Pass. 
 Judge Baldwin, of California, an old 
 and highly respectable and sedate gentle- 
 man, called one day on General Halleck, 
 and presuming upon a familiar acquaint- 
 ance in California a few years ago, solicit- 
 ed a pass outside our lines to see a brother 
 in Virginia, not thinking that he would 
 meet with a refusal, as both his brother 
 and himself were good Union men. " We 
 have been deceived too often," said Gen- 
 eral Halleck, " and I regret I can't grant 
 it." Judge B. then went to Stanton, and 
 was very briefly disposed of with the same 
 result. Finally he obtained an interview 
 with Mr. Lincoln, and stated the case. 
 " Have you applied to General Halleck ? " 
 inquired the President. " Yes, and met 
 with a refusal," said Judge B. "Then 
 you must see Stanton," continued the 
 President. " I have, and with the same 
 result," was the reply. " Well, then," said 
 Old Abe, with a smile of good humor, " I 
 can do nothing ; for you must know that I 
 have very little injluence with this Admin 
 istration ! " 
 
 Serious Indisposition of Two Uncles. 
 General Rosecrans was chary of giv- 
 ing passes. A lady one day approached 
 him, and began with a pidful story in re- 
 gard to her " poor, dear, sick uncle." " I 
 condole with you, madam," said the Gen- 
 eral, in his well known quiet way ; " it is 
 unfortunate that uncles will sometimes get 
 seriously indisposed. I, too, have a dear 
 afflicted uncle." " Then you can sympa- 
 thize with me," she said. " Yes, madam, I 
 do, and when my Uncle Sam gets over his 
 present serious indisposition, I will give 
 you a pass." It would of course be an 
 anti-climax, which would ruia the story, to 
 tell what the lady did. , 
 
 Troubles of a Feminine "Secesh." 
 Galena, Illinois, is justly celebrated for 
 its lead mines and pretty ladies, — quoth 
 an officer of the Sixteenth United States 
 infantry, who also furnishes the very read- 
 able ' local item ' which follows : In this 
 iovm resided a very interesting family, the 
 father a native of New England, the mother 
 of Tennessee. The daughters, grown to 
 womanhood, are accomplished and lovely. 
 The eldest daughter. Bell, married last fall 
 a chaplain in a rebel Tennessee regiment, 
 who, when the rebels evacuated Murfrees- 
 boro', went with his regiment, leaving his 
 wife to return home. The father was a 
 loyal man, but the rest of the family were 
 badly "secesh." The married daughter, 
 durmg the spring and summer, was contin- 
 ually teasing her father to get her a " mil- 
 itary pass," to go South to her husband, 
 which, however, he was not inclined to do. 
 She got the pass, nevertheless, and cam- 
 menced packmg her things, preparatory to 
 leaving. About this time the news of the ^v, 
 fall of Vicksburg came, and a horse, a very > 
 great favorite m the family, was taken 
 violently sick, and his life despaired of. 
 One afternoon, Avhile a social chat was go- 
 ing on in the parlor, with the daughters, 
 the mother came in looking extremely de- 
 jected. 
 
 " Ma," asked the youngest daughter, 
 " what is the matter ? " 
 
 " Oh dear, my daughter," she replied, at 
 the same time straightening herself up in 
 her chair in a peculiar mamier, which 
 would have done honor to IMrs. Parting- 
 ton, " Vicksburg has fallen. Bell is going 
 down South, the horse is going to die, and 
 the dear Lord only knows what Avill come 
 upon us next ! " 
 
 Hard on Neg-ley. 
 Quite a joke was played off upon Gen- 
 eral Negley byan audacious secession wag 
 — a whiskey-drinking, facetious joker re- 
 siding in the toAvn of Goolettsville, a strong 
 secesh hole, in which there never was but 
 
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 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE EEBELLION 
 
 one Union man, and lie died. Well, this 
 wag wagered a gallon of whiskey that he 
 could go into Nashville, and go all over the 
 city, notwithstanding the strictness of Gen- 
 eral Negley's orders ; further, that he 
 would see Negley personally, and have a 
 talk with him. The bet wai taken, and 
 this fellow, whose name was Paul, and 
 well known in John Bell's State as a vio- 
 lent secessionist, the next day took a tlag of 
 truce, rode into the city, saw crowds of his 
 friends, rode up to the head-quarters of 
 General Negley and demanded the sur- 
 render of the city, stating that h© was As- 
 sistant Adjutant Paul, and that there was 
 an immense quantity of troops ready to en- 
 force the demand. General Negley re- 
 fused to entertain the thought of a sur- 
 render, and Paul returned to Goolettsville, 
 having won his audacious bet. Negley 
 was not 'cute, but a bi-ave man and true 
 patriot, who did great service for his coun- 
 try in Tennessee, the State so wofully 
 plunged into secession anarchy by her 
 Bells, Polks, and kindred spirits. 
 
 Impositions npon Furlotig-hed Men, 
 The impositions practiced upon soldiers 
 by the cormorants that generally hang up- 
 on the trail of an army are well known. 
 When, therefore. General Grant issued 
 his order. No. 45, granting furloughs to 
 the soldiers, he also issued a special order 
 forbidding steamboat men to charge more 
 than iive dollars to enlisted men, and seven 
 dollars to officers, as fare between Vicks- 
 burg and Cairo. 
 
 Immediately after Vicksburg had fallen, 
 a large number of steamboats cleared from 
 Northern ports for that place, and were in 
 the habit of charging soldiers going home 
 on furlough from fifteen to thirty dollars' 
 fare to Cairo. One of these steamers was 
 compelled by general Grant to disgorge 
 its ill-gotten gains under the following cir- 
 cumstances : 
 
 The boat had about one thousand enlist- 
 ed soldiers and nearly two hundred and 
 fifty officers on board, en route for home on 
 
 short leave of absence, after the fotlgues 
 of their protracted but glorious campaign. 
 
 The captain had charged these men 
 ai^ officers from ten to twenty-five dollars 
 each as fax'e to Cairo. Just, however, as 
 the boat was about to push off from the 
 wharf at Vicksburg, an order came from 
 General Grant, requiring the captain to 
 pay back to his passengers all money re- 
 ceived by him as fere in excess of five 
 dollars to enlisted men, and seven dollars 
 to officers, or submit to imprisonment for 
 disobedience, and have his boat confiscat- 
 ed. The order certainly caused an amount 
 of disagreeable astonishment to the cap- 
 tain ; but the presence of a guard rendered 
 it useless to refuse, and so, amid the shouts 
 of the soldiers over their General's care 
 of their interests, he complied with as 
 good grace as possible, and paid back the 
 money. A gentleman who was a passen- 
 ger on this occasion had been present 
 when General Grant issued the order 
 above referred to. The General, upon 
 being informed of the impositions prac- 
 ticed upon furloughed men and officers by 
 steamboat men, was very indignant : 
 
 " I Avill teach them, if they need the les- 
 son," said the gallant General, " that the 
 men who have periled their lives to open 
 the Mississippi River for their benefit can- 
 not be imposed upon with impunity." 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Complimentary Responses of a Soldier to 
 his Gi-eneral. 
 
 General Warren had the reputation not 
 only of commanding a gallant corps but 
 of making firlt-rate soldiers of his men, 
 and meeting all sorts of cases in a manner 
 that showed that he was not only a com- 
 mander of soldiers but a man among men. 
 When foiling back during the night after 
 the fight at Bristow, he saw a conscript 
 straggling along, apparently without any 
 weapon. 
 
 " To what command do you belong ? " 
 asked General Warren. 
 
 " Second corps," replied the man, with 
 strong nasal twang denoting his recent de- 
 parture from the Eastern States. 
 
DISCIPLINE, DRILf., PAROLES, FURLOUGHS, ETC. 
 
 433 
 
 " What are you doing here Avithout a I rades, was instantly adopted. Eveiy man 
 
 gun ? " was the next question put by the 
 General, but to which the man gave an 
 evasive reply, indicating that that was his 
 business. 
 
 " What have you got under your coat 
 there ? " demanded General Warren. 
 
 " A gun, you fool," returned the 
 
 conscript, partly revealing a gun beneath 
 the folds of his ample coat. 
 
 '* There's no discount on that man," re- 
 marked General Warren to an Aid, and 
 passed on. 
 
 loaded his piece, and pointed it over the 
 parapet or thi'ough one of the many small 
 portholes made by placing ammtmition 
 boxes in the wall. Then the author of the 
 plan began to shout orders as though com- 
 manding at least a brigade : 
 
 " ' Colonel, connect your line with the 
 Forty-seventh ! ' ' Give way to the right.' 
 'Close ranks!' 'Right dress!' 'Fix 
 bayonet ! ' 'Double-quick! ' 'Ch-a-a-rge ! " ' 
 
 Instantly five hundred men rise into 
 plain sight beliind the rebel works, expect- 
 
 Belliserent ^\oik 
 
 Should this meet the brave fellow's eye, 
 he will learn that he addressed his com- 
 plimentary response to General Warren, 
 and will wonder perhaps Avhy he was not 
 
 punished. 
 
 4 . 
 
 Tricks and Tactics in the Kanks. 
 While the two annies — Grant's and 
 Lee's — lay opposite each other, with their 
 lines in close proximity, one Smiday, one 
 of our men conceived a brilliant scheme, 
 or ruse, which, whdn unfolded to his com- 
 
 ing to see an advancing line. Not so, but 
 five hundred men from safe cover fire up- 
 on them on the instant. The volley, which 
 must have inflicted considerable loss, 
 is followed up with cheers and jeers, 
 laughter, and much chaffing, as — ' What 
 do y' think o' Yankee tricks ? ' ' That's 
 the way John Brown's soul is marching 
 on ! ' ' No use o' baitin' hooks when 
 you're fishin' for gudgeons ! ' 
 
 The trick was repealed several times 
 during the day, with ingcruou> variations, 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 always to crowded houses, and always 
 eliciting much applause from the perform- 
 ers. Such pleasantries were a grateful 
 offset to the belligerent work which the 
 brave fellows of the national army were 
 called to engage in, before and after, and 
 of which they proved themselves masters 
 worthy of the noble cause in which they 
 fought. 
 
 Widow Shultz's Appeal to the President. 
 Benjamin Shultz, of Newark, and who 
 was a member of the Eighth New Jersey 
 regiment, had the misfortune to fall into 
 the hands of the rebels on two different 
 occasions, as a prisoner. On his return 
 from his first imprisonment, on parole, 
 young Shultz was sent to Camp Parole, 
 at Alexandria. Having had no furlough 
 since the war commenced, efforts were 
 made, but without success, to obtain for 
 him liberty to pay a brief visit to his 
 friends. But, not disheartened, and hav- 
 ing faith in the Avarm-heartedness of the 
 President, the young soldier's widowed 
 mother Avrote to Mr. Lincoln, stating that 
 he had been in nearly every battle fought 
 by the Army of the Potomac ; had never 
 asked a furlough ; was now a paroled pris- 
 oner, and in consequence was unable to 
 perform active duties ; that two of his 
 brothers had also served in the army ; and 
 asking that he be allowed to visit home, 
 that she might see him once more. Her 
 tiTist in the President was not unfounded. 
 He immediately caused a furlough to be 
 granted to her son. 
 
 A Pass that Would'nt Pass. 
 " Traveling on a pass," among the ne- 
 gro soldiers on the Mississippi, must have 
 been rather a difficult business, if any 
 judgment can be formed from the narra- 
 tive of pei'sonal experience given by a so- 
 journer in that region — which serves al- 
 so to illustrate in an amusing manner the 
 esteem cherished by them for letters and 
 their unwillingness to reveal their o\ati i":- 
 
 norance : — I floated down to Port Hudson 
 (wrote the traveler), where I arrived at a 
 late hour in the night. At the end of the 
 plank where I disembarked I met an un- 
 bleached American soldier, with a bayo- 
 net, who expressed a desire to read my 
 pass, and ordered the steamboat to " hoi 
 on " till he did so. But the boat rounded 
 out, and was Avell on her way toward 
 New Orleans, before the member of the 
 Corps d' Afrique came to the conclusion 
 that he " didn't know whedder dat pass all 
 right or no — may be good enough for 
 soldiers, but may-be not for a citizen," he 
 said. I asked him what he proposed to 
 do about it ; whereupon he called for " de 
 Sahgent ob de ga'ad " ; and the Sergeant 
 appearing, I was graciously permitted to 
 go aboard the steamer North America, 
 lying at the landing, and stay till morning. 
 
 Next morning, Avith my trunk in one 
 hand and my pass in the other, I essayed 
 to land, and found in my Avay the same 
 bayonet. The Sergeant Avas again called, 
 and he took a long look at the pass, hold- 
 ing it wrong end up. Another Sergeant 
 came, Avho mistaking it for HebrcAV, read 
 it from right to left. Both concurred in the 
 opinion that it was " no account." I ask- 
 ed for the officer of the guard, and was 
 told he was in camp, about a mile off. I 
 then asked the Sergeants if they had read 
 the pass. This someAvhat stunned the 
 HebreAT scbolar ; but the wrong-end-up 
 gentleman, Avith a dignity intended to be 
 overAvhelming, remarked — "I glanced- 
 over it, sah ! " Now, respect for sentinels 
 is my strong point ; so, Avithout saying a 
 crooked word, I laid down my plunder, 
 and commenced to reason the case Avith 
 my sable felloAV citizens. I first asked 
 them Avhat were their instructions ? and 
 was told — 
 
 " Our instructions is to let nobody land 
 Avithout he's got the right kind of a pass." 
 I then read them my pass, Avhich conclud- 
 ed, " By order of Major-General U. S. 
 Grant." " Does General Banks sign hi:^ 
 
DISCIPLINE, DRILL, PAROLES, FURLOUGHS, ETC, 
 
 435 
 
 uame to dat ? " No, said I ; this was a 
 pass from General Grant. " Don't know 
 who dat is, sah ; don't know him." I then 
 gave them a biographical sketch of Gen- 
 eral Grant, and in order to impress them 
 with some faint idea of his importance, I 
 stated that he was a greater General than 
 their commander, General ' Andrews.' 
 But there's just when I overdid the thing 
 and ruined my character for veracity. 
 Their look of incredulity and astonish- 
 ment was unmistakable ; and when tlie 
 sentinel here chimed in, " I tple you not 
 for to get off de boat not till I seed your 
 pass," I think I did some " discoorsin '' 
 that reminded them of old times. 
 
 Lieij^enant — The Regulations require 
 us to return a salute. 
 
 Staff Officer — Curse such Regulations ; 
 rU never salute a nigger ; and I don't 
 think much of a man that will. 
 
 Lieutenant (coolly reining in his horse) 
 — You can get out and walk, Su-. 
 
 The official was consigned to shoe leath- 
 er and the sand, with the reflection that 
 one who assumes to command and govern 
 by law ought not to set the exayople him- 
 self of disobedience. 
 
 impl 
 
 Military Etiquette. 
 Lieutenant W., of the Third Rhode Is- 
 land heavy artillery, at one of the out-posts 
 in the Department of the South, while on 
 duty in a carriage, had the kindness to fa- 
 
 Military Etiquette. 
 
 vor a staff officer witli a ride. On meet- 
 ing a private of a colored regiment who 
 paid the required salute, Avhich was proper- 
 ly returned by the Lieutenant, the foUow- 
 mg dialogue, in substance, ensued : 
 
 Staff Officer — Do you salute niggers ? 
 
 Lieutenant — He is a soldier ; and he 
 saluted me. 
 
 Staff" Officer — I swear I won't salute a 
 nigger. 
 
 Appeal for a Furlougrli— -with an Appendage. 
 
 Appended to an application for a fur- 
 lough, forwarded to General Joe Johnston's 
 head-quarters, was a letter, of which the 
 following is a copy. The application for 
 absence was made for the purpose of get- 
 ting leave to go to Georgia, to carry out 
 a matrimonial engagement, and w'as ap- 
 proved by the Confederate geiJferal for 
 fifteen days. The writer's authography is 
 retained. 
 
 • " My Moast Esteemed Friexd : I 
 am awair that you will be surprised to 
 that father and mother have consented for 
 myself and you to get married, which 
 affords me great pleasure ; for I don't feel 
 as though I could every give my consent to 
 marry any other gentleman, for you know 
 yourself that I always esteemed you 
 higher than any one else. 
 
 Mr. , bear in mind — you know 
 
 you once said that you never could live 
 and see me in the arms of Another man. 
 Know is the time to prove it. You will 
 haf to come home immediately. I am 
 shure that the commanding officer will not 
 object to your having a furlow to come 
 home on such impoi'tant business as that. 
 Ma and pa has given their consent, think- 
 ing that you would hardly get a furlow, 
 and then they could say it was not their 
 fault ; but I want you to take them on a 
 surprise. I know if you love me as you 
 say you do, you will not fail to come. 
 Give my kindest regards to General John- 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION 
 
 ston, and tell Iiim to be a friend t(Anatri- 
 mony this time for my sake. 
 
 Nothing more until I hear from you ; 
 an be asshured that I shall await your 
 arrival with the greatest anxiety. 
 Yours as ever, Ton Ami, 
 
 H. T. W." 
 
 S'weetmeats and Patriotism at the South. 
 The committee appointed to collect 
 metal for cannon for the rebel army — the 
 scarcity of ordnance in the Confederacy 
 having at that time become a serious mat- 
 ter — applied to a planter in Adams county, 
 Mississippi, for his bell. Not having such 
 an article, he mentioned it to his wife, 
 when she very patriotically offered her 
 brass kettle. The little ones rather de- 
 murred to the sacrifice, and one of them, 
 with a sweet tooth, said, "'tjor, pa, what 
 will we do for preserves ? " " My daughter, 
 said the•^vag of a father, our whole duty 
 now is to preserve our country.*' 
 
 Leave of Absence for a Novel Reason. 
 
 The Confederate Generals, Bragg,Walk- 
 er, Magruder, Hill, and some others, Avere 
 not only fond of uncorking bottles, but ap- 
 pear<(l to be very Avell posted on the mili- 
 tary {jind political bearings of physiological 
 science ; that they made due use of this 
 knowledge is evident from the case given 
 below : 
 
 An application was made for temporary 
 leave of absence by a soldier serving in 
 General Walker's division of General 
 Hill's corps. On being presented to Gen- 
 eral Walker, that officer simply endorsed 
 the application with the words (they Avould 
 have done honor to Bragg himself,) which 
 follow : 
 
 " Disapproved, but respectfully forward- 
 ed to head-quarters of General D. H. 
 Hill." On receiving the document. Gen- 
 eral H. endorsed it in Avords which it is 
 safe to assume are without a parallel in 
 military language or reasoning : 
 
 •■' Approved, upon the ground that brave 
 men of the army shoidd be permitted to 
 
 go home whenever practicable ; otherwise 
 the children to be born during the war 
 and the usual period afterward will be the 
 offspring of the cowards at home who 
 have substitutes and otherwise exempt." 
 
 Secretary Stanton and General Butler on an 
 Official Point. 
 
 General Butler dropped in at the War 
 Department a few days after his return 
 from New Orleans, and while there the 
 following conversation took place between 
 him and the Secretary. 
 
 General Butler — I have called, Mr. 
 Stanton, to learn why I was removed fj-om 
 the Department of the Gulf. 
 
 Secretary Stanton — I assure you, Gen- 
 eral, that it Avas from no lack of confidence 
 in your patriotism, capacity or integrity. 
 
 Gen. Butler — I did not ask you, Mr. 
 Secretary, Avhy I was not removed, but 
 why I was. 
 
 Sec. Stanton — You are a lawyer, Gen- 
 eral, and so am I, and you are aware that 
 it is not always polite to tell all Ave knoAv. 
 
 Gen. Butler — Well, Avhat are you going 
 to do Avith me noAv ? 
 
 Sec. Stanton — Hoav Avould you like to 
 take the Anny of the Potomac? 
 
 Gen. Butler — Did you ever knoAV a mer- 
 chant to invest largely in an old stock of 
 goods ? 
 
 This Avas the responsive and suggestive 
 poser to the Secretary. Whereupon Gen- 
 eral Butler made his exit from the De- 
 partment, confident, doubtless, of his being 
 ' quits ' Avith the Pennsylvania pleader. 
 
 Absence of Colonel M. from the Court-Martial 
 —and Why. 
 
 Colonel M. and Colonel J. Avere one 
 night placed in adjoining rooms in one of 
 the principal hotels in . On retir- 
 ing for the night, their boots Avere placed 
 on the outside of the door, in order that 
 they might be blacked by the Avaiter. 
 NoAv, Colonel J. had tico pairs of boots, 
 Avhile Colonel M. had but a single pair, — 
 a fact Avhich showed its importance in due 
 course of time. 
 
DISCIPLINE, DRILL, PAROLES, FURLOUGHS, ETC. 
 
 437 
 
 On rising in the morning, Colonel J., 
 putting one pair of boots on, placed the 
 other pair in his own room and went 
 down town to his work. Colonel M., not 
 quite so early a riser, on taking in Ms 
 boots an hour or so later, found — oh, hor- 
 ror ! — that they belonged to his neighbor. 
 Here was a predicament, another man's 
 boots — and his own missing — the only pair 
 he had, too, and a Court-Martial, of which 
 he was President, momentarily awaiting 
 his attendance. "Waiters were summoned. 
 Colonel J. had his boots, and must be 
 found. Messengers Avere dispatched to 
 all the various haunts ; word sent to the 
 Court-Martial explaining that he was un- 
 avoidably detauied ; and the Colonel seated 
 himself, in no very happy frame of mind, 
 to await patiently the appearance of — his 
 boots. Three long hours spent in that 
 solitary hotel chamber, sans boots — fret- 
 ting, foaming and hungry (for a man can't 
 go to breakfast, cum dignitas, without cov- 
 ering for his feet, when), at last, the Colo- 
 nel heard the joyful sound of his neigh- 
 bor's approaching footsteps. Eagerly he 
 hailed him ; the dilemma was explained, 
 and Colonel J., looking into his room, 
 fomid there Colonel M.'s boots, which had 
 by some unaccountable mistake been sub- 
 stituted for a pair of his in the morning. 
 Morale — have an extra pair of boots. 
 
 Doctor 
 
 -'s Dismissal for Drunkenness 
 and Kissing-. 
 An army surgeon was dismissed from 
 the service by Court-Martial, on a charge 
 of drunkenness and insvilting a lady. It 
 came out, in the evidence, that the doctor, 
 in common with a great many others in 
 the army, and out of it,, imbibed a little 
 too freely on New Year's day. Under 
 this state of things, while riding in one of 
 the street railroad cars, he attempted to 
 kiss a lady passenger, and was only pre- 
 vented therefrom by the timely interfer- 
 ence of the conductor. The Court-Mar- 
 tial found him guilty on both counts in the 
 indictment — intoxication and attempt to 
 
 kiss — and sentenced him to dismissal. 
 The men and officers of the doctor's regi- 
 ment, on hearing his fate, unanimously 
 petitioned the President to re-instate him. 
 The evidence was handed to Mr. Lincoln 
 for his perusal, by the defendant's attorney. 
 The President read on till he came to 
 "drunkenness." "That's bad," said he 
 — " very bad." A little further down he 
 came to " insulting a lady." " That's bad, 
 too. An officer shouldn't insult a lady, by 
 any means. I'm afraid I can't re-instate 
 this man," said Mr. Lincohi. " Read the 
 specifications, if you please, Mr. Presi- 
 dent," said the attorney. Mr. Lincoln 
 proceeded with the papers. Pretty soon 
 he came to a specification about the kiss- 
 ing. He paused, scratched his head a 
 little, and remarked, looking at the attor- 
 ney, 
 
 " Really, I don't know about this. There 
 are exceptions to every rule, but as a gen- 
 eral thing it is very hard to insult a lady 
 by kissing her. But, it seems the doctor 
 only attempted to kiss her — perhaps the 
 insult consisted in his not fully succeeding. 
 I don't know as I ought to interfere in 
 behalf of a man who attempts to kiss a 
 lady and doesn't do it," said the President, 
 drily. 
 
 " You see, Mr. President," said the 
 attorney, " that the complaint is made by 
 a third party. There's no evidence that 
 the lady felt insulted." 
 
 " That's a fact," said Mr. Lincoln, " we 
 can easily dispose of the kissing part. 
 But I must look into the drunkenness a 
 little — I can't overlook that. I'll have to 
 get good evidence that it was strictly a 
 New Year's offence, and is not a common 
 occurrence with the doctor." 
 
 The case Avas taken under advisement. . 
 
 Mending a Faulty Pass. 
 One of the delegates of the Christian 
 
 Commission, Rev. Dr. , on arriving 
 
 at City Point, in the spring of 1865, found 
 that it was considered best that no more 
 of the delegates should, at that time, be 
 
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 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, 
 
 sent " on to Richmond." His pass was, 
 therefore, likely to be of but little sei'vice. 
 This balk he Avas bound to have remedied, 
 and it was. After spending a night at 
 City Point, he was bright and early out 
 of bed the next morning, to find a friend, 
 who was a member of Mr. Lincoln's ex- 
 cursion party, to get his influence in mend- 
 ing up the faulty pass. The steamer 
 River Queen, in which the President and 
 his company were making their home, 
 lay in the stream. But the staff boat 
 was right at the wharf. Said the Rev. 
 Dr. , 
 
 " Say, my friend, is there any way of 
 getting out to the President's boat ? Is 
 Mr. H there?" 
 
 " That" answered the colored friend, 
 "is the President's boat. Don't know 
 
 about Mr. H . But don't you see that 
 
 little black tug, lying by the side of the 
 Queen ? Her steam's on. She is coming 
 now to this wharf, and you can learn all 
 that you want to know." 
 
 The brave little tug came proudly danc- 
 ing over the water, seeming almost con- 
 scious of the dignity of her freight. She 
 touched the wharf, and out stepped the 
 man himself — not Mr. H., but Mr. L., the 
 commander-in-chief of the army and navy 
 of the United States. 
 
 " Good morning, Mr. President. My 
 passes are in a bad way. I wanted to see 
 Mr. H., to get him to help me out of the 
 scrape." 
 
 " What is the matter with the passes?" 
 asked the commander-in-chief, smiling. 
 
 " Why — so and so ; perhaps you could 
 help me." 
 
 Suiting the action to the word, the Dr. 
 handed him a scrap of paper torn from 
 the flap of a large envelope. He fumbled 
 for his pencil, but the delegate presented 
 him with his. Putting the paper up 
 against a rough plank, far out of ordinary 
 reach, he Avrote the following : 
 
 " Let the Rev. Dr. pass as he 
 
 desires. 
 
 A. Lincoln." 
 
 Doing this, the man of the nation strode 
 off; and, with a smirk and a snap of his 
 finger at the provost-marshal, so did the 
 reverend doctor. 
 
 Outflanked for Once. 
 
 When General Sherman was in com- 
 mand at Benton Bairacks, St. Louis, he 
 was in the habit of visiting every part of 
 that institution, and making himself famil- 
 iar with everything that was going on. He 
 wore an old brown coat and a " stove-pipe 
 hat," and was not generally recognized by 
 the minor officials or the soldiers. One 
 day, while walking through the grounds, he 
 met with a soldier who was unmercifully 
 beating a mule. 
 
 " Stop pounding that mule ! " said the 
 General. 
 
 " Git eout ! " said the soldier, in blissful 
 ignorance of the person to whom he was 
 speaking. 
 
 " I tell you to stop," reiterated the Gen- 
 eral. 
 
 "You mind your business and I will 
 mind mine," replied the soldier, continuing 
 his flank movement upon the mule. 
 
 " I tell you again to stop ! " said General 
 S. Do you know who I am ? I am Gen- 
 eral Sherman." 
 
 " That's played out ! " said the soldier. 
 " Every man who comes along here with 
 an old brown coat and a stove-pipe hat on 
 claims to be General Sherman." 
 
 It is presumed that for once General 
 Sherman considered himself outflanked. 
 
 Orders on the Battlefield. 
 The idea generally prevails that com- 
 manding generals are very oracular and 
 didactic on the battle-field, and give their 
 orders in precise language and stentorian 
 voice. A little familiarity with actual war, 
 in company with General Sherman on the 
 field of conflict, must have served to dis- 
 pel such an impression. Thus, at Chatta- 
 nooga, he gave his orders for his advance 
 to his brothei'-in-law. General Hugh Ew- 
 ing, in the words, uttered between two 
 
DISCIPLINE, DRILL, PAROLES, FURLOUGHS, ETC 
 
 439 
 
 puffs at a bad cigar, " I guess, Ewing, if 
 you are ready, you might as well go 
 ahead." Ewing asked a few questions in 
 regard to retaining the echelon formation 
 of his command as then marshaled for the 
 advice. Sherman replied : " I want you 
 to keep the left well toward the creek 
 
 Orders on the Battle-field. 
 
 (the Chickamauga), and keep up the for- 
 mation, four hundred yards distance until 
 you get to the foot of the hill." " And 
 shall we keep it after that," asked Ewing. 
 " Oh ! you may go up the hill as you like 
 — if you can ; " and then he added, hastily, 
 as he pushed Ewing aAvay, "I say, Ewing, 
 don't call for help until you actually need 
 it." Such was the unstrained language of 
 one of the greatest of modern commanders, 
 in the very crisis of unparalleled conflict. 
 
 SIcClellau and Darkey John. 
 
 John, a bright-spoken and honest-faced 
 incomer from the Confederate ranks, made 
 his appearance before General McClellan, 
 and made some military reports on " the 
 situation." At the close of the interview, 
 he asked, anxiously : 
 
 " General, you won't send me back ; will 
 you?" 
 
 "Yes," replied the General, with a 
 smile ; " I believe I will." 
 
 " I hope you Avon't, General. If you 
 
 say so, I know I will have to go ; but I 
 come to you all for protection, and I hope 
 you won't." 
 
 " Well, then, I suppose we will not. No, 
 John, you are at liberty to go where you 
 please. Stay with the army if you like. 
 No one can ever take you against your 
 will." 
 
 " May the Lord bless you, General ! I 
 thought you wouldn't drive me out. You 
 are the best friend I ever had; I shall 
 never forget you till I die." 
 
 And John made the Salute, remounted 
 his horse and rode back to the rear, his 
 darkey face almost Avhite with radiance. 
 An hour later, he was on duty as the serv- 
 ant of Captain Bachelor, Quartermaster of 
 Couch's Second division ; and it was feared 
 that a long time Avould elapse before " Cap- 
 tain Rhett " saw the butter and eggs for 
 which his palate evidently yearned — to say 
 nothing of the horse or of John himself — 
 for John had been sent to forage for those 
 articles by said Rhett, and had improved 
 his opportunity to come into the Federal 
 lines. 
 
 Advantage of Military Firmness. 
 
 A little circumstance, of a ludicrous na- 
 ture, is related by ]VIr. Parton, in his capi- 
 tal biography of the conqueror of New 
 Orleans, as serving to sIioav something of 
 the disposition of the people of that place. 
 Among a batch of captured letters Avas 
 found one from a certain Edward AYright, 
 a resident of NeAv Oi'leans, to a lady in 
 Secessia, full of the most ridiculous lies. 
 He told his correspondent that the Yankee 
 officers were the most craven creatures on 
 earth. One of them, he said, had insulted 
 a lady on the streets, Avhich Wright per- 
 ceiving, he had slapped the officer's face 
 and kicked him, and then offered to meet 
 him in the field ; but the officer gave some 
 "rigmarole excuse" and declined. For 
 this, he continued, he Avas taken before 
 Picayune Butler, and came near being 
 sent to Fort Jackson. 
 
 General Butler caused the Avriter of this 
 
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 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION 
 
 epistle to be brought before him, when the 
 following conversatiou occurred between 
 them: 
 
 " What is your name ? " 
 
 " Edward Wright." 
 
 '' Have I ever had the pleasure of see- 
 ing you before ? " 
 
 " Not that I know of." 
 
 " Have you ever been before an officer 
 of the United States charged with any 
 offence ? " 
 
 "No, sir." 
 
 " Have you ever had any difficulty or 
 misunderstanding with an officer of the 
 United States, in the streets or else- 
 where ? " 
 
 " Never, sir." 
 
 " Have you any complaint to make of 
 the conduct of any of my officers or 
 men ? " 
 
 " None, sir." 
 
 " Have you ever observed any miscon- 
 duct on their part, since Ave arrived in the 
 city?" 
 
 " Never, sir." 
 
 The General now produced the letter, 
 and handed it to the prisoner. 
 
 " Did you write that letter ? " 
 
 " It loolcs like my hand-writing." 
 
 '■'•Did you lorite tlie letter'^ " 
 
 '• Yes ; I wi-ote it." 
 
 " Is not the story of your slapping and 
 kicking the officer, an unmitigated and 
 malicious lie, designed to bring the army 
 of the United States into contempt ? " 
 
 " Well, sir, it isn't true, I admit." 
 
 The General then dictated a sentence 
 like this, which was written at the bottom 
 of the letter: "I, EdAvard AVright, ac- 
 knowledge that this letter is basely and 
 abominably false, and that I wrote it for 
 the purpose of bringing the army of the 
 United States into contempt." 
 
 " Sign that, sir." 
 
 " I Avou't. I am a British subject, and 
 claim the protection of the British consul." 
 
 " Sign it, sir." 
 
 " General Butler, you may put ^ery 
 ball of that pistol through my brain, but 
 I Avill never sign that paper." 
 
 " Captain Davis, make out an order to 
 the Provost Marshal, to hang this man at 
 daybreak to-morroAV. In the meantime, 
 let him have any priest he chooses to send 
 for. Gentlemen, I am going to dinner." 
 
 Before the General had reached his 
 quarters, an orderly came running up. 
 
 " General, he has signed." 
 
 " Well, keep him in the guard-house all 
 night, and let him go in the morning." 
 
 Mr. Parton might perhaps have added 
 to his capital narration, that the Southern 
 "patriots" of the Wright stamp AA^ere in- 
 deed only too glad to have Butler dii- 
 
 Gen. N. P. Banks. 
 
 placed by General Banks, — a gentleman 
 of the most bland courtliness, and whose 
 civil and military administration Avas of 
 just the right stamp, after the Avild ele- 
 ments had been so effi^ctively subdued by 
 his firm-minded predecessor. 
 
PART YI.—OUR COLORED SOLDIERS. 
 

PABT SIXTH. 
 
 ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION— COMMISSARY AND RATIONS, 
 FINANCE AND CURRENCY, THE PRESS, THE TELE- 
 GRAPH, POST-OFFICE, ETC. 
 
 Uncle Sam's Supplies; Subsistence under Difficulties; "Hard Tack" and Mule- 
 Beef Legends ; Foraging Kaids ; Disloyal Fowls and Contraband Dainties ; Lw- 
 PROMTU Confiscations in a Small Wat; Dialogues with the Quartermaster; 
 Shameful Impositions; Scrip and Currency Varieties; Unique Banking Opera- 
 tions, Collection Excursions at the South; Chivalric Repudiation; Tricks, 
 Artifices and Achievements of Editors, Reporters and Correspondents ; Tele- 
 graphic Odds and Ends ; Miscellanies of Post-Office Experience ; &c., &c. 
 
 " Weave no more silks, ye Lyons looms, 
 
 To deck our girls for gay delights ! 
 The crimson flower of battle blooms, 
 
 And solemn marches fill the nights." 
 
 I must decline furnishing both armies any more. Let me know ivhick army is to be supplied, and the Department 
 will be able to meet the reqjiisition. — Ironical reply of General Ripley. 
 
 It was a perfect reproduction of the scene and all its incidents ; and it is a marvel to me how you wi-iters can per- 
 form such tasks. — General Hooker on the reports of the Battle of Antietani. 
 
 I would sooner face all the cannon of the enemy than taste that glass of wine. — One of the heroes of Ball's Bluff. 
 
 Be gorral I thought yez was gintlcmin, and paid for what yez wanted. Divil a bit of money have I seen for a 
 year, and " Confederate " scrip has brought me wife and childers to starvation almost. — Irish peddler at the South, to 
 Union soldiers who jocosely offered him " Confederate " currency. 
 
 I will teach them, if they need the lesson, that the men who have periled their lives to open the Mississippi Kiver, 
 for their benefit, cannot be imposed upon with impunity. — jGt.h Grant on river captains^ exactions. 
 
 One cf the Best. 
 
 , Avas a sort of 
 
 political pri.^oner, on 
 ,his way to some 
 point where, with 
 others of his plum- 
 age, he might be out 
 of harm's-doing. As 
 lie was being thus 
 ^^""^^ ^\v>5<^'^'^ taken, his imagina- 
 v> ^ tion wandered away 
 
 among the horrors- of ' Swamp Angels,' 
 his limbs became treniulous, his voice 
 husky, his eyes were fountains of involun- 
 tary tears, and his hat-rim overhung them 
 like a weeping-willow, whose broad shadow 
 
 kept them in a cool, refreshing twilight. 
 They called him " Doctor," and tlie Major 
 with the flag of truce was directed to leave 
 him at some " landing " above Jamestown 
 Island. 
 
 The " Doctor " had contrived to procure 
 somehow, and had somehow brought on 
 board the steamer, a quantity of sugar 
 and coffee, contrary to regulation and with- 
 out authority. The dinner-hour ari'ived 
 and passed. Every hungry rebel had 
 done ample justice to the occasion, and 
 had eaten as an Esquimaux eats when he 
 sees before his bodily eyes one huge meal 
 of walrus or whale blubber, and before 
 his mind's eye a week or month of proba- 
 ble starvation or " short commons." The 
 
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 boat Avas nearing the '' Doctor's " landing, 
 and the Major was looking in vain for any 
 appearance of village, or house even, 
 which could give rise to the name of " Ma- 
 cox's Landing" — his point of destination 
 — or induce any boat to stop in such a 
 wilderness, when the steward approached 
 with a scared look, saying, — 
 
 " I beg pardon. Major, but we're in a 
 — of a scrape about that coffee and sugar." 
 
 " Indeed," said the Major, " what is the 
 matter ? Wei-e they bad ? Wasn't there 
 enough of them for all hands ? " 
 
 " Oh, yes, Sir, there was enough ; but 
 we've eaten them pretty nearly all up ; 
 and, Major, they didn't belong to us. at all. 
 
 Swamp Angel. 
 
 they wa'n't Government property, Sir ; 
 they all belonged to the " Doctor," and 
 he's found it out, and is swearing like the 
 — , like a pirate about it." 
 
 '' Is that all, Steward ? " said the Major, 
 after a hearty laugh at such a panic. 
 
 ''All! Major; yes. Major, that's all. 
 But what shall I do about it ? " He's aw- 
 fully mad, and threatens all sorts of — " 
 
 " Ask the ' Doctor ' to come up on the 
 hurricane deck, and speak to me, Steward. 
 1 think I can pacify him." 
 
 He Avent, and presently returned with 
 the angry " Doctor," who did not, howev- 
 er, exhibit any signs of passion in this 
 stage of the adventure. 
 
 " Ah, Doctor," said the Major, " I am 
 sorry to learn that you have forgotten what 
 is due to a flag of truce, and have exposed 
 yourself to the risk of further ♦imprison- 
 ment, and us to the danger of being treat- 
 ed as culprits, and possibly shot by the 
 
 Confederates, for carrying on trade under 
 pretext of being a flag-of-truce boat. It 
 was very wrong, very ; and if I had 
 known it before leaving the Rip-Raps, I 
 should have seized your coffee and sugar, 
 and left you in prison until further orders. 
 But, in consideration of our mistake, and 
 as most of the contraband articles have 
 been consumed, and as Ave are Avithin a 
 quarter of a mile of your landing-place, 
 I Avill not be too seA'ere upon you. You 
 can keep what remains, enough now to 
 last your family some weeks, and I will let 
 you take them ashore." 
 
 He was extremely grateful, and the 
 steward danced AA'ith deliglit. The " Doc- 
 tor " shook the Major's hand very heartily 
 as he left the boat, and the StcAvard came 
 up Avith the broadest of grins, rubbing his 
 hands, and saying, " By Jim ! Major, you 
 got out of that snarl completely — slick ! " 
 
 HoAV are you, " Doctor ? " 
 
 The Last Message to his Father. 
 A soldier Avent ii|b the rooiiis of the 
 Sanitary Commission, to procure an envel- 
 ope, spying that he had a letter to send 
 home for one of his comrades. He drew 
 from his blouse a small package, carefully 
 
 Sanitary Commission. 
 
 Avrapped ; and opening it, held up a scrap 
 of a leaf from a memorandum book. It 
 had bloody finger-prints on it, and a few 
 words hastily Avritten Avith a pencil. The 
 
RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC, 
 
 445 
 
 .writer was the soldier's partner, he said. 
 Li the charge on Kenesaw, he found him 
 staggering back from the line, the blood 
 streaming from his month, and covering 
 his hands and clothes. A Minie ball had 
 cut off his tongue at the root. He tried 
 to speak, but could not. Finally, by mo- 
 tions, he made his partner miderstand his 
 want — paper and' pencil. A scrap was 
 torn from the diary, and on it the boy, 
 held up by his comrade, with fingers drip- 
 ping with blood, and trembhng in death, 
 wrote-^ 
 
 " Father, meet me in heaven." 
 He tried to write his name, but it was 
 too late. Life had fled. 
 
 Dutch Landlord's Use of GreyTiack Twenties. 
 
 During General Lee's summer invasion 
 of Pennsylvania, a detachment of the rebel 
 army had possession for a few days of the 
 thriving town of Hanover, in the county 
 of York, lying some twenty or mpre miles 
 west of Gettysburg. Apprised of their 
 coming, the merchants and business men 
 of the town mostly placed their movable 
 goods safely out of the reach of the pilfer- 
 ers. They secured but little booty. What 
 they did lay their hands on, however, they 
 did not fail to hag. 
 
 Among the heaviest losers was one of 
 the landlords of the town, the proprietor 
 of a well-stocked and well-conducted coun- 
 try tavern. At his house the hungiy 
 rebels made themselves well " at home." 
 Without leave or license, they devoui-e^ 
 his stock of bacon, beef and poultry ; con- 
 sumed all his flour, which they forced the 
 landlady to bake into bread and pies ; used 
 his forage, occupied his beds, and, of course, 
 used up every drop of his stock of liquors. 
 Of this latter, before they came, he had 
 ten or a dozen barrels — when they left, not 
 90 many pints ; for, what they could not 
 guzzle on the spot, they contrived to take 
 along. 
 
 As they were about taking their depar- 
 ture for Gettysburg, a Georgia. Colonel, 
 exJiibiting a degree of conscientiousness 
 
 not shared by any of his associates, re- 
 marked to the landlord that it Avas " a pity " 
 to consume so much of his property with- 
 out any compensation, and that if no one 
 else would extend justice to hin}, /^e would 
 — at the same time throwing on the bar- 
 counter a bill of the denomination of tAven- 
 ty dollars. 
 
 "There," said the magnanimous rebel 
 chieftain, "my good fellow, take that as 
 my share of our indebtedness." 
 
 " Vot kuid of monish is dat ? " inquired 
 the landlord, — one of the' class of Pemisyl- 
 vanian Germans so proverbial alike for 
 sagacity and integrity. 
 
 " That, Sir, is a ^'re^back ; in other 
 words, a note of the Confederate States of 
 America." 
 
 #0, stranger," said the hotel keeper, 
 you hash not got no petter monish dan 
 dat, you'll better keeps it. I don't vont 
 none of it ; it is good for nix ; no petter 
 dan plank paper ! " 
 
 " Sir!" rejoined the somewhat hidignant 
 epauletted Georgian, "I advise you to 
 take it and be glad for the opportunity. 
 You will soon find that it is the best money 
 in the world. Keep it. Sir, keep it, by all 
 means." 
 
 " Nein, nem," retorted mynheer of the 
 swinging sign ; " daftnonish will never be 
 wort anything here nor anywhere. I would 
 not give von silver thaler for a bread 
 basket full. I von't be seen mit it in my 
 hand ; and if you don't take it along, I 
 rolls it up, holds it at the candle, un lites 
 my pipe mit it." 
 
 He was about suiting the action to the 
 word, when the Georgian took the note up 
 from the counter and returned it to his 
 wallet. 
 
 TTncle Sam's Miile Cleaners. 
 One of General Nelson's teamsters — a 
 green hand — gloried in the charge -of six 
 large, shaggy mules. John was also the 
 proprietor of two bottles of ' Old Bourbon ' 
 — a contraband article in camp — which a 
 wag discovered, and resolved to possess. 
 
446 
 
 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, 
 
 Being well aware that the driver's pres- 
 ence was a very natural impediment to 
 such a theft, he hit upon the following plan 
 to get rid of him : Approaching the driver, 
 who was just then busy currying his mules, 
 he accosted him with — 
 
 " I say, old fellow, what are you doing 
 there ? " 
 
 " Can't you see ? " replied John, gruffly. 
 
 " Certainly," responded wag, " but that 
 is not your business. It is after tattoo, and 
 there is a fellow hired here, by the General 
 who curries all the mules and horses brought 
 in after tattoo." 
 
 The mule-driver bit at once, and desired 
 to know where the hair-dresser kept him- 
 self. Whereupon he Avas directed to Gen- 
 eral Nelson's tent, with the assurance that 
 there was Avhere the fellow " himg ouL" 
 
 " You can't mistake the man," said wg, 
 " he is a large fellow, and puts oji a thun- 
 dering sight of airs for a man in his busi- 
 ness. He will probably refuse to do it, 
 and tell you to go to the — ; but don't 
 mind that, he has been drinking to-day. 
 Make him come out, sure." 
 
 John posted off, and entering the tent 
 where our Napoleon of the Fourth Division 
 sat in deep reverie, probably considering 
 the most expeditious method of expelling 
 the rebel Buckner from his native State, 
 slapped him on the back with a force suffi- 
 cient to annihilate a man of ordinary size. 
 Springing to his feet, the General, power- 
 ful and spirited, accosted his unmvited 
 guest with — 
 
 " Well, Sir, who are you, and what the 
 — do you want ? " 
 
 " Old boss, I've got a job for you now — 
 six mules to be curried, and right off, too," 
 said the Captain of the mules, nothing 
 daunted at the flashing eye of the General 
 which was tunied at him and pierced him 
 through. 
 
 " Do you knoAV whom you are address- 
 ing, Sir ? " asked tlie indignant command- 
 er. 
 
 " Yes," said John, elevating his voice to 
 a pitch which rendered the words audible 
 
 a square off; " you are the fellow hired by 
 Uncle Sam to clean mules, and I won't 
 have any foolishness. Clean them mules, 
 and I'll give you a drink of busthead." 
 
 " You infei'nal villain ! " exclaimed the 
 Genei'al, now perfectly furious, " I am 
 General Nelson, commander of this Divis- 
 ion ! " 
 
 John here placed the thumb of his right 
 hand against his nose, and extending his 
 four digits, waved and twirled them slow- 
 ly, in a manner supposed by some to be 
 equivalent to the expression, " How are 
 you old fellow?" The General's sword 
 leaped from its scabbard, and John sprang 
 from the tent just in time to save his 
 head. ^ 
 
 It would be needless to add that the 
 boys drank the " big mule driver's health" 
 in Old Bourbon, and quite as needless to 
 state the source whence said Bourbon was 
 derived. 
 
 Wicked Joke upon a Regimental Postmaster. 
 There was a joke — though possibly a 
 wicked one — perpetrated on a certain 
 Chaplain in the army, which ought not to 
 be lost to the clerical portion of the world. 
 It was the Chaplain's business to look after 
 
 Joke on a Chaplain. 
 
 the 1-egimental mail. This Chaplain, how- 
 ever, had been annoyed exceedingly by the 
 
EATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC, 
 
 447 
 
 fiTeat number of warriors who were con- 
 stantly running to him and inquiring about 
 the arrival and departure of mails. To 
 save time and patience, the testy official 
 at last posted a notice outside his tent, 
 which read: " The Chaplain does not 
 know when the mail 
 will go," and with this 
 he imagined his 
 troubles at an end. 
 The reverend post- 
 master was absent 
 from the camp that 
 day, and on return- 
 ing and glancing at 
 his notice, was horri- 
 fied to see there con- 
 spicuously written 
 upon his own door, 
 read by multitudes 
 during the day, in a 
 hand exactly counter- 
 feiting his, following 
 the words "The 
 Chaplain does not 
 
 KNOW WHEN THE MAIL WILL GO," this 
 
 addition by some honest wretch : " Neither 
 
 DOES HE CARE A DAMN." It WaS a CaSB 
 
 of depravity the obliging and godly man 
 was unprepared for, — but perhaps he and 
 his warriors were now " quits." 
 
 how in the face of such stringent orders, 
 he dare steal geese. 
 
 " I didn't steal it," indignantly retorted 
 the culprit. 
 
 " Did you buy it ? " 
 
 " No. I'll tell you how it was : I was 
 
 Sevengre upon a Goose for Hissing: at the 
 National Air. 
 T]ie secesh farmers, in a well-kno^vn 
 locality in Maryland, raised a great out- 
 cry, while the Fifth Excelsior Regiment 
 was camping near by, about a few chick- 
 ens which had been missed from their 
 poultry yards. Stringent orders were ac- 
 cordingly issued against foraging. Still, 
 now and then an unlucky fowl would find 
 its way into the mess kitchen, but nobody 
 could account for its presence there. At 
 last an unlucky wight was caught in the 
 ' ry act of bearing a goose into camp. 
 
 I <: was brought to the Captain of his com- 
 , V, who in tones of severity demanded 
 
 llelay House. 
 
 coming up from the village whistling Yan- 
 kee Doodle, when out came one of old 
 Farrell's geese, and hearing the tune I was 
 whistling, commenced hissing. I couldn't 
 stand that, and so I up and knocked it 
 over. Well, as I found I had ' accident- 
 ally, killed it, I thought that like as not a 
 detail would be ordered out in the morn- 
 ing to bury offal, and I thought I might as 
 well, being right on the spot, bring the 
 goose up to camp and have it handy." 
 
 The Captain could hardly "see it;" 
 nevertheless, Farrell never got paid for 
 that goose. 
 
 Swearing-in a Cook for tlie First Iowa 
 Cavalry. 
 
 The master of a fugitive slave appeared 
 at Camp Benton, St. Louis, to recover him, 
 when he was ordered off by a corporal of 
 the First Iowa Cavalry. So, soon as he 
 was gone, the negro appeared from under 
 a bundle of sacks in one comer of the 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 corporal's quarters. Innumerable ques- 
 tions were being propounded to him, when 
 the corporal advanced, and the following 
 colloquy ensued, as given by a writer 
 
 Army Kitchen. 
 
 be 
 
 whose name certainly deserves to 
 known. 
 
 " See here, Dixie ! before you can enter 
 the service of the United States, you must 
 be sworn." 
 
 " Yes, massa, I do dat," he z*eplied ; 
 when the cor|Toral continued — 
 
 " Well, then, take hold of the Bible," 
 holding out a letter envelope upon which 
 was delineated the Goddess of Liberty 
 standing upon a Suffolk pig, wearing the 
 emblem of our country. The negro grasped 
 the envelope cautiously with his thumb 
 and forefinger, when the corporal proceed- 
 ed to administer the oath by saying : 
 
 " You do solemnly swear that you will 
 support the Constitution of the United 
 States, and see that there are no grounds 
 floating upon the coffee, at all times." 
 
 " Yes, massa, I do dat," he replied, " I 
 allers settles him in de coffee-pot." 
 
 Here he let go the envelope to gesticu- 
 late by a downward thrust of his forefinger 
 the direction tliat would be given to the 
 coffee-grounds for the future. 
 
 " Never mind how you do it," shouted 
 the corporal, " but hold on to the Bihh ! " 
 
 ■" Lordy, massa, I forgot," said the ne-' 
 
 gi-o, as he darted forward and grasped the 
 envelope with a firmer clutch ; when cor- 
 poral continued — 
 
 " And you do solemnly swear that you 
 will support the Constitution of all the 
 loyal States, and not spit upon the plates 
 when cleaning them, nor wipe them with 
 your shirt sleeve." 
 
 Here a frown lowered upon the brow 
 of the negro, his eyes expanded to their 
 largest dimensions, Avhile his lips protruded 
 Avith a rounded form, as he exclaimed : 
 
 " Lordy, massa, I neher, ueber do dat — 
 I allers Avashes him nice. Ole missus 
 mighty 'tickler 'bout dat." 
 
 " Never mind ole missus," shouted the 
 corporal, as he resumed, — "and you do 
 solemnly swear that you will put milk in 
 the coffee every morning, and see that the 
 ham and eggs are not cooked too much or 
 too little." 
 
 " Yes, I do dat ; I'se a good cook." 
 
 " And lastly," continued the corporal. 
 " you do solemnly swear that when this 
 
 Swearing-in a Cook. 
 
 war is over, you'll make tracks for Africa 
 almighty fast." 
 
 " Yes, massa, I do dat. I allers wanted 
 to go to Chee-cargo." 
 
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 449 
 
 dress parade, " when Tom Benton — that 
 being his name — was declared duly sworn 
 in and commissioned as " Chief Cook in 
 Company K, of the First Iowa Cavalry." 
 
 The above Avill do to go along with the 
 laughtei'-provokuig effusions of Artemas 
 Ward, Orpheus C. Kerr, Petroleum V. 
 Nasby, Major Jack Downing, Philander 
 Doesticks, and Shillaber, who ai'e certain- 
 ly not excelled in this line, even by the 
 wits of London Punch, or Vanity Fair, 
 and whose names are familiar household 
 words throughout Britannia's isle. 
 
 Old Magruder Sharing: his Liciuor. 
 Magruder, the secession General, and 
 who for some time was in command at 
 Yorktown, did not belong to the temper- 
 ance society, and the boys, who were now 
 and then very thirsty, did not fail to dis- 
 cover the fact — and perhaps to speak 
 pretty freely of it sometimes. Among 
 these same was private Winship Stedman, 
 of Fayetteville, N. C. On the day after 
 Stedman had performed an act of great 
 gallantry, in the scouting party from Bethel 
 Church, he was commanded to appear be- 
 fore the General, and the order was en- 
 forced by a section of soldiers. He was 
 unable to decide whether he was to be 
 shot or reprimanded, until he reached the 
 General's tent, and was sternly addressed 
 thus : " Private Stedman, I understand 
 that you have said that Old Magruder 
 drinks all the liquor in Yorktown, and 
 wont let you have a drop. You shall say 
 so no longer, sir. Walk in and take a 
 drink. I commend you for your bravery ! " 
 
 What Mr. Lincoln said to a New Orleans 
 Editor. 
 
 The facetious editor of the New Orleans 
 Delta was favored with a familiar tete-a-tete 
 with President Lincoln, of which the fol- 
 lowing is anjpccQunt |)y said Delta wag : 
 
 When ^^ilttN^^t White House the 
 weather wai9n|njB|^ t^t^nt our card up 
 to Mr. LiiiflMp^V^ Was sitting in his 
 office, at ilA^>SS0mj^ifi stairs. We say 
 
 our card ; we did, in words and figures as 
 follows— "The Daily Delta, Ncav Orleans." 
 
 The President sent his compliments 
 through his favorite butler — he calls all 
 of his servants ' Butlers ' now — wiiich, as 
 Mrs. T. D. Delta, who accompanied us to 
 the National Mansion, in her bright vv'o- 
 man's way, remarked, was " significant " — 
 and requested our wife and us to come up. 
 We went up. Thei-e was the President 
 at the head of the stairs waiting to receive 
 us. He was dressed like a gentleman, and 
 his head was uncovered. "I thank you 
 for your visit," said Mr. Lincoln to us, and 
 thereupon we introduced our wife. The 
 President conducted Mrs. Delta into Mrs. 
 Lincoln's apartments, where the two ladies 
 talked together for an hour or two ; but 
 the President himself returned instantly, 
 and, with a countenance full of meaning, 
 asked thoughtfully, "How do you do 
 again ? " We replied, that we were " very 
 well, we thank you. How are you, in 
 these perilous times, yourself, Mr. Presi- 
 dent?" said we to Mr. Lincoln. He an- 
 swered, with a slight addition of language, 
 " I am 'very well' too." Then, in almost 
 the very words of Napoleon to the Irish- 
 man, Mr. Lincoln spoke : " Tell me, Mr. 
 Delta, tell me, how is Louisiana, and hov/ 
 does she stand?" We, io show our own 
 knowledge of the royal language of the 
 great Frenchman, answered in almost the 
 words of Pat ; we answered — " She is as 
 poor a distressed country as ever you have 
 seen, for the rebels are hanging men and 
 women wherever they are seen." 
 
 The President laughed, but became 
 grave in a moment. " I thank you," said 
 he to us ; "I thank you for sending two 
 able men to Congress. I thank you for 
 defeating Mr. Jacob Barker. Who is 
 Lee Percy? Is he not a Virginian?" 
 We answered all these questions with 
 our usual felicity, and then gave the 
 President some very useful hints in regard 
 to the culture of the turniji — a vegetable. 
 He seemed greatly interested and histruct- 
 ed. From turnips, we naturally fell upon 
 
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 the culture of cotton and sugar cane. We 
 enlightened hhn upon these subjects, too; 
 for he was as polite as to say to us, "I 
 assure you, Mr. Delta, I am getting wiser 
 every moment." 
 
 The cotton que-tion led us on to the 
 war, and upon this we talked an hour, the 
 President being silent nearly all the time. 
 We gave ' the Executive of the United 
 States ' to understand the status of Louis- 
 iana. We told him what Ave thought of 
 men and things in .New Orleans, and we 
 condemned the arrest and incarceration 
 of Soule. Tlie President, now, in his dry 
 way, said : 
 
 " Mr. Delta, there is danger, if you 
 keep on in 'this mood, of your getting into 
 Fort Lafayette." 
 
 We laughed immoderately ; but the 
 President was grave and seemed weary ; 
 and finding him in .right good humor, we 
 asked him if he had heard our great con- 
 undrum, which Avas known in New Orleans 
 as the Delta conundrum. He said he had 
 not. Thereupon we told him. " Why," 
 said we to the President, " Why are green- 
 backs like the Jews ? " Mr. Lincoln 
 smiled, crossed his legs, and smiled again. 
 " I give it up," said he. We then roared, 
 but having recovered our gravity, gave 
 the answer. " Because," said Ave, laugh- 
 ing again, for the joke Avas our best, " Be- 
 cause they are the issues of Father Abra- 
 ham, Avaiting for a redeemer." The Pres- 
 ident shook his sides,, and remarked, " I 
 OAve you one, and here it is. You remind 
 me of a coav in Blinois : " and here Mr. 
 Stanton entered. The President excused 
 himself, and said he must AvithdraAv. We 
 called Mrs. Delta, and we took our depart- 
 ure. Subsequently, the butler told us 
 what transpired between the President 
 and the Secretary of War : 
 
 " Who is that lean cur at Butler's heels, 
 ' he has been boreing me these three days 
 back about the management of the army 
 of the Gulf?" inquired Mr. Stanton. 
 
 " He is not a cur," replied Mr. Lincoln ; 
 "you are too scA'-ere, Stanton ; he is only a 
 
 bur. Some one flung him at Butler, in 
 sport, and the fellow has the faculty of 
 sticking." 
 
 Our wife, Avho AA^as present during the 
 relation of thi-;, observed, in her Avoman's 
 Avay, " The gentlemen Avere, darling Delta, 
 sarcastic." We said " no, that they Avere 
 simply indulging in a little humor, to re- 
 lieve themselves, for a moment, from the 
 austere thoughts of Avar." " If that was 
 all," said she to us, " I'm glad they've hon- 
 ored you by making you the but of their 
 joke." 
 
 "WTiat One Noble "Woman Did. 
 Mrs. Eliza Gray Fisher, a lady of Bos- 
 ton, Mass., going on in years to the allot- 
 ted period of life, desei'ves to have a 
 record mude of her patriotic enthusiasm 
 and industry. Knowing from experience 
 the necessities of the A'olunteer soldier, — 
 having lost a grandfather in the Revolu- 
 tionary war, and a father in the war of 
 1812, — determined, immediately upon 
 President Lincoln's call for A-olunteers, to 
 provide a complete outfit of under-clothing 
 for an entire company. This, notAvith- 
 standing the sevei'e pressure of domestic 
 duties, Avith the aid of several ladies in 
 Rev. Dr. Dewey's society, she accom- 
 plished seasonably and in the most satis- 
 factory manner. The articles — all of the 
 best materials and most thorough Avork- 
 manship — Avere as folio avs : 130 shirts, 130 
 pairs of draAvei*s, 130 toAvels, 130 pocket 
 handkerchiefs, 130 pairs of socks, 12 hos- 
 pital gowns, 55 bags containing needles, 
 pins, thread, &c., 65 Havelock caps, 500 
 yards bandages. Such Avomen are of tlie 
 true Revolutionary stock, — all honor to 
 them. 
 
 Milk, 'with Accompaniments. 
 Hopeville Gap Avill long be remembered, 
 particularly by those two clever corporals, 
 Lutten and Hodges, Avho figured so neatly 
 in the little affair vhich appears in the 
 following narration. Tbp <="='' -'■■. \\% 
 A :?-■ duty near ty 
 
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 451 
 
 of the said classic Gap. They were 
 nearly out of provisions. Fortune, how- 
 ever, threw in their Avay early one morn- 
 ing, a cow, and the lacteal fluid had too 
 many temptations for them to resist the 
 desire to milk tlie animal. While Lutten 
 held the cow by the horns, Hodges manip- 
 ulated the udders in the usual rural style. 
 He had filled one tin cup and was rapidly 
 filling another, when a chamber window 
 
 Milking the Cow. 
 
 in the house Avas smartly raised, and a 
 woman with a voice pitched at least one 
 octave higher than they had been accus- 
 tomed to hear from that sex, mdulged in 
 the following language. 
 
 Q. — What on airth are ye doin then'! 
 
 No answer from the men at the cow. 
 
 Q. — Milking my cow, eh ? What ails 
 you ? what in the Morld is the matter on 
 ye — are ye starving ? Ain't ye ashamed 
 of yourselves ? 
 
 Receiving still no response from the 
 men at the cow, who continued their labors 
 with the sang froid that only troopers can 
 assume, madame became considerably * ex- 
 asperated,' and continued her harrangue 
 as follows : 
 
 "There isj^^^B^i Yankees laying 
 up there onJ^^^^^^B their souls in hell. 
 Think of 
 
 This <iipH|W!iP^P^'^^<^' ^^^^ con 
 tinued : 
 
 " And you may be there too in less than 
 an hour ? Think of that ! " 
 
 No response — Hodges blandly continu- 
 ing his operations at the udder — 
 
 " And I hope you will, and Avhen you 
 are drinking that milk. 77iin/c of that/" 
 
 No response at all, and the woman ' let 
 on:' 
 
 " What are you Yankees all doing here, 
 any way ? " 
 
 The corporals having filled their pint 
 cups, Hodges deigned to answer the last 
 question by saying : 
 
 " To protect you and maintain the honor 
 of the glorious old flag I " 
 
 The reply brought upon them a tirade 
 of billingsgate that made the atmosphere 
 almost blue, amid Avhich the troopers re- 
 treated to their camp. To " Dunn Browne," 
 one of the most pleasing and accomplished, 
 as well as widely read war correspondents, 
 we find the above amusing morceait attri- 
 buted, and would be glad to find more of 
 the same side-shaking pcncillings, which 
 gave him so Avide and enviable a repute 
 previous to his lamentable decease. 
 
 Brandy for a Sick Lieutenant. 
 
 No pen could draw a more vivid and 
 life-like picture of the scenes of the Avar, 
 than that of the Ref. A. H. Quint, one 
 of the most efficient chaplains and military 
 co-laborers in the army of the Union,. hon- 
 oi-ing, in every sense of the Avord, as he 
 did, the Old Bay State that sought his 
 services and sent him forth. His deeply 
 interesting Avork, recounting his army ex- 
 periences, lias passed through many edi- 
 tions. He knew the coolness, bravery, 
 and Avithal the ingenuity Avhich character- 
 ized the soldiers of the Union, and of Avhich 
 so many anecdotes are told, — like the fol- 
 io Aving : 
 
 One night Lieutenant Clark, Lieuten- 
 ant Soule, and Captain Wilson, of th^ 
 
 First regiment, were very dry. 
 
 A most stringent order against the intro- 
 duction of any ardent into camp being 
 hen most, rigorously executed, they had 
 
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 been discussing the ways and means of 
 procuring something, " hot," when Soule 
 cried out, " I've got it ! You, Clark, are 
 very sick — you must go to bed — you have 
 "•ot cramps — you must be covered up — you 
 must have some brandy immediately!" 
 In a moment Clark was very sick abed, 
 covered Avith all the blankets at command, 
 and Soule was oflF in breathless haste to 
 the hospital steward for brandy. There he 
 met the conscientious objections of the stew- 
 ard, by the most earnest representations of 
 the urgency of the case. He could wait for 
 no surgeon's order — Lieut. Clark might die ! 
 In a moment he was again with the "boys," 
 flourishing a bottle of brandy in the air in 
 triumph, and a right jolly time they had 
 drinking it. But — shade of Bacchus ! — 
 what Avas one bottle to them after a fort- 
 night's total absthience ? They were still 
 dry — of course they w^ere ! Before the 
 bottle Avas quite empty, Soule snatched it 
 out of the hands of Clark, held it up to 
 the light, eyeing it critically, took one j 
 more SAvig, and then said, " Noav, boys, for , 
 another bottle ! " Raising the AvindoAv 
 curtain, it AA^as but the Avork of a moment 
 to catch a hundred flies and put them in 
 the bottle, to be droAvned by the small 
 amount of bi-andy remaining. Rushing 
 back to the hospital stcAvard in as breath- 
 less haste as before — this time holding up 
 the bottle containing a spoonful of brandy 
 and an equal amount of flies — he cried out, 
 " See there ! Is that the kind of brandy 
 you dispense to a sick man here ? " With 
 as many apologies as Soule AA'ould Avait to 
 listen to, the poor stcAA'ard handed him an- 
 other bottle of brandy, Avith Avhich he 
 returned to his comrades. The noise 
 Avhich soon issued from Lieutenant Clark's 
 " sick " quartei-s attracted attention, and a 
 good many other officers took a taste of 
 the second bottle, Avith a hearty guffaAV. 
 
 castic is as keen as a briar. INIr. Chap- 
 man, one of the most gifted of the numer- 
 ous army correspondents of the press, in 
 1864, stated that he Avas riding from 
 Brandy Station to Stevensburg, in com- 
 pany Avith Colonel A., of the Michigan 
 regiment, and had reached a point 
 
 Touerli Time with a Mule. 
 In repartee and fun American soldiers 
 are never behind any class of men, aud 
 their appreciation of the ludicrous and sai'- 
 
 opposite General P.'s head-quarters, Avhen 
 they Avere overtaken by a couple of sol- 
 diers mounted on tAvo decidedly un-Rarey- 
 fied mules. The boys had evidently been 
 up to the sutler's, for they Avere a trifle 
 top-heavy, and only kept their places by 
 dint of the most persevering industry. At 
 that point the road crosses a considerable 
 creek, Avhich the mules seemed to hold in 
 strong aversion. Nevertheless, through 
 the persuasive eloquence of tAvo ragged 
 sticks, they Avere uri ed on to the middle 
 of the stream, and then they doggedly re- 
 fused to advance. The boys plied all the 
 expedients at hand, but it was " no go," 
 and Avheu at length one of them cauglit 
 the tail of the other's mule in his hand 
 and attempted to tAvist a forAvard move- 
 ment out of him, the refractory animal 
 reared, Avhirled to one side, kicked and 
 snorted, and, depositing his rider in the 
 dirty creek, he started on a keen run 
 back. Zouave gathered himself up, and 
 seeing that he could not overtake his 
 frightened steed, he only folloAA'ed Avith sun- 
 dry expletives and execrations, not found in 
 the Westminster Catechism. Colonel A., 
 by the way, being a very pious man, took 
 it upon himself to chide the exasperated 
 and unfortunate " vet " for using such un- 
 christianlike language; but the soldier 
 Avould have his joke — so, shaking Avhat 
 water he could out of his red pants, he 
 Avaded to a dry spot on shore and mut- 
 tered, gratingly, that it Avas " — hard if 
 a feller couldn't cuss a mule." But soon 
 appreciating the utter ludicrousness of his 
 condition, he turned to the Colonel and 
 offered to lay a bet that that Avas the first 
 time he ever saAV a mu^e tear, (muleteer) 
 shed. It Avas some time befni-p pitli^T- ^he 
 Colo ■ ' '' - -e 
 
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 45;] 
 
 the pungency of the challenge, but it 
 came to them after awhile, and it helped 
 amazingly to dry up the mud between 
 there and Strasburg. 
 
 Serg-eant Davis's Tender Beefl 
 In March, 1862, General Banks ad- 
 vanced upon Winchester in two columns 
 — one by way of Martinsburg, and tha 
 other by way of Harper's Feny and Ber- 
 ryville. In the latter column, Brigadier- 
 General Abercrombie commanded the 
 first brigade, and Cothran's Battery was 
 Avith him. Abercrombie Avas very strict, 
 not allowing his men to forage, or to burn 
 rails to cook with, but compelling them to 
 burn green timber. The next morning, 
 after camping near Berryville, he rode 
 
 Tender Beef. 
 
 around the different camps to ascertain 
 who had burned the rails. When he rode 
 through Cothran's Battery, the Captain 
 was in his tent. Approaching it he dis- 
 covered the quarters of a fine young beef 
 tliat the men had " foraged " the night pre- 
 vious, lying against a tree. The old Gen- 
 eral's brow contracted as he demanded of 
 Sergeant Leander E. Davis, 
 
 " Where the — , did you get that beef? 
 I gave the commissaiy no order to issue 
 fresh beef here." 
 
 Davis, who was a very polite soldier, 
 removed his cap and saluted the General, 
 
 and said, in a tone, evincing perfect cool- 
 ness and sincerity: 
 
 " General, I was sergeant of the guard 
 last night, and about ten o'clock I heard a 
 terribie commotion in the camp of the 
 Twelfth Massachusetts, (Colonel Web- 
 ster's regiment,) across the road. I 
 rushed out to see what was going on, and 
 just as I passed the Captain's tent I saw 
 a fine steer coming through the camp of 
 the Twelfth Massachusetts, with about a 
 hundred men after it. The animal ap- 
 peared very much frightened. General, 
 and true as you live, it jumped clear 
 across the road, [about two rods,] over 
 both stone fences, and as it alighted in tliis 
 lot it struck its head against this tree, and, 
 being so terribly scared, its head, hide 
 and legs, kept right on running, while 
 the quarters dropped down here, where 
 they have remained ever since. It is very 
 fine, tender beef. General, and I had just 
 come here for the purpose of cutting off 
 and sending 3-ou a fine sirloin roast for 
 dimier. Will you be so obliging as to ac- 
 cept it ? " 
 
 " How long have you been a soldier ? " 
 demanded the old General. 
 
 "About six months. General." 
 
 " Well, Sir, I perceive that you thor- 
 oughly appreciate the Art of AYar, and 
 have become a veteran in half a year. 
 Were you a green soldier I should order 
 you under arrest and have you court-mar- 
 tialed ; but on account of your veteran 
 proclivities I shall recommend you for 
 promotion ! " And putting spurs to his 
 horse he rode away, shaking his sides with 
 laughter. 
 
 Cotton Burners in Louisiana. 
 
 The cotton burners came, they saw, 
 they departed, — at least in one instance. 
 
 "I have come to burn; your cotton, 
 Sir." 
 
 " By what authority ? " 
 
 " By the authority of General Beaure- 
 gard." 
 
 " You will 7iot burn my cotton." 
 
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 " We will burn your cotton." 
 
 " Go about it, then. But it is my opin- 
 ion, gentlemen, that you will not burn it." 
 
 " What do you propose to do ? You 
 don't mean to say that you Avill show any 
 opposition to our authority ? " 
 
 " I simply mean to say that you will 
 not burn my cotton. Bob, bring a coal 
 of fire." 
 
 The fire is brought. 
 
 " Gentlemen, there is the fire, and yon- 
 der are one hundred bales of cotton. 
 Proceed." 
 
 " Your conduct is very extraordinary, 
 Sir. I should like to know what you 
 mean ? ' 
 
 " Well, Sir, I mean that if you attempt 
 to burn that cotton I will scatter your 
 brams so far and wide that no power in 
 heaven or earth can bring therai togetlier 
 again. (Here, boys \ that cotton is yours ; 
 defend it or starve.") 
 
 " strange conduct," mutters Mr. 
 
 Officer, sullenly; "We'll attend to your 
 case. Sir. We are going down the river 
 we will give you a visit on our return." 
 
 " Do. Whenever you make up your 
 mind to burn my cotton, by all means 
 come and burn." 
 
 The cowed officer and his posse " fell 
 back in good order." The valiant Louis- 
 ianian saved his cotton. He had no se- 
 cond visit from Beauregard's cotton burn- 
 ers. 
 
 Running: an Engine in the Confederate Ser- 
 vice. 
 
 The popular author of "Thirteen 
 Months in the Rebel Army," one of the 
 most readable of books, must be allo.ved 
 to tell his own story about ' that engine,' 
 and here it is : 
 
 The engineer, Charles Little, refused 
 to run the train on during the night, as he 
 was not well acquainted with the road, 
 and thought it dangerous. In addition, 
 the head-light of the locomotive being out 
 of order, and the oil frozen, he could not 
 make it burn, and he could not possibly 
 
 run without it. Colonel Williams grew 
 angry, probably suspecting him of Union 
 sentiments and of wishing to delay the 
 train, cursed him rather roundly, and 
 at length told him he should run it under 
 guard, adding to the guard already on the 
 engine : " If any accident occuj-s, shoot 
 the cursed Yankee." Little was a North- 
 ern man. Upon the threat thus enforced, 
 the engineer seemed to yield, and pre- 
 pared to start the train. As if having 
 forgotten an important matter, he said 
 hastily, " Oh, I must have some oil," and 
 stepping down off the locomotive, walked 
 toward the engine-house. When he Avas 
 about twenty yards from the cars, the 
 guard thought of their duty, and one of 
 them followed Little, and called upon him 
 to halt ; but in a moment he was behind 
 the machine shop, and off in tlie dense 
 woods, in the deep darkness. The com- 
 motion soon brought the Colonel and a 
 crowd, and, while they were cursing each 
 other all around, the fireman and most of 
 the brakemen slipped off, and here we 
 were with no means of getting ahead. 
 All this time I had stood on the engine, 
 rather enjoying the melee, but taking no 
 part in it, when Colonel Williams, turning 
 to me, said : 
 
 " Can not you run the engine ? " 
 
 " No, Sir," I replied. 
 
 " You have been on it, as you came 
 down." 
 
 " Yes, Sir, as a matter of curiosity." 
 
 " Don't you know how to start and stop 
 her?" 
 
 " Yes, that is easy enough ; but if any 
 thing shoidd be wi'ong I could not adjust 
 it." 
 
 "No difference, no difference. Sir; I 
 must be at Bowling Green to-morrow, and 
 you must put us through." 
 
 " Colonel Williams" said I, calmly look- 
 ing him in the eye, " I can not voluntarily 
 take the responsibility of managing a 
 train with a thousand men aboard, nor 
 will I be forced to do it under a guard 
 who know n^.ti^'r- ;,. :,; .„ onrrine, . 
 
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 455 
 
 who would be as likely to slioot me for 
 doing my duty as failing to do it ; but if 
 you will find among the men a fireman, 
 and send away this guard, and come your- 
 self on the locomotive, I will do the best 
 I can." 
 
 And now commenced my apprenticeship 
 to running a secession railroad train, with 
 rebel regiment on board. The engine be- 
 haved admirably, and I began to feel 
 quite safe, for she obeyed every command 
 I gave her, as if she acknowledged me 
 her rightful lord. 
 
 I could not but be startled at the posi- 
 tion in which I was placed, holding in my 
 hand the lives of more than a thousand 
 men, ninning a train of twenty-five cars 
 over a road I had never seen, running 
 without a headlight, and the road so dark 
 that I could only see a rod or two ahead, 
 and, to crown all, knowing almost nothing 
 of the business. Of course I ran slowly, 
 about ten miles an hour, and never took 
 my hand off the throttle, or my eye from 
 the road. The Colonel at length grew 
 confident, and almost confidential, and did 
 most of the talking, as I had no time for 
 conversation. 
 
 When we had run about thirty miles, 
 and every thing was going well, Colonel 
 Williams concluded to walk back, on the 
 top of the box cars, to a passenger car which 
 was attached to the rear of the train, and 
 occupied by the officers. This somcAvhat 
 hazardous move he commenced just as we 
 sti-uck a stretch of trestle-work which car- 
 ried the road over a gorge of some fifty 
 feet deep. As the locomotive reached the 
 end of the trestle-work the grade rose a 
 little, and I could see through or in a deep 
 cut, which the road run into, an obstruc- 
 tion. What it was, or how far ahead, I 
 had almost no conception ; but, quick as 
 thought, — and thought is as quick as light- 
 lying in such circumstance? — I whistled for 
 the brakes, shut off the steam, and await- 
 ed the collision. I would have reversed 
 the engine, but a fear that a reversal of 
 its action would crowd up the cars on the 
 
 trestle work, and throw them into the 
 gorge below, forbade, nor was there wis- 
 dom in jumping oif, as the 'steep embank- 
 ment on either side Avould prevent escape 
 from the wreck of the cars when the col- 
 lision came. All this was decided in an 
 instant of time, and I calmly awaited the 
 shock Avhich I saw Avas unavoidable. 
 Though the speed, which was very moder- 
 ate before, was considerably diminished, 
 in the fifty yards between the obstacle and 
 the head of the train, I saw that we 
 would certainly run into the rear of an- 
 other train, which Avas the obstruc'.ion I 
 had seen. 
 
 The first car struck Avas loaded Avi.li 
 
 hay and grain. My engine literally split 
 
 it in two, throAving the hay right and left, 
 
 j and scattering the grain like chaff. The 
 
 ' next car, loaded Avith horses, Avas in like 
 
 I ' , ' 
 
 manner torn to pieces, and the horses 
 I piled upon the sides of the road. The 
 I third car, loaded Avith tents and camp 
 ( equipage, seemed to present greater re- 
 sistance, as the locomotive only reached it, 
 and came to a stand still. 
 
 My emotions during these moments 
 Avere most peculiar. I watched the re- 
 morseless pressure of the engine Avith al- 
 most admiration. It appeared to be de- 
 liberate, and resolute, and insatiable. The 
 shock Avas not great, the advance seemed 
 very sIoav ; but it ploAved on through car 
 after car with a steady and resistless 
 course Avhicli suggested at that critical mo- 
 ment a vast and determined living agent. 
 When motion ceased, I knew my time of 
 trial AA'-as near ; for if Colonel Williams 
 had not been throAvn from the top of the 
 cars into the gorge beloAV, he wpuld soon 
 be forAvard to execute his threat, — to shoot 
 me if any accident occurred. I stepped 
 out of the cab on the railing running 
 along to the smokestack, so as to be out 
 of vicAV to any one coming forA\'ard toward 
 the engine, and yet to have him in the 
 full light of the lantern Avhich hung in the 
 cab. Exactly as T had surmised — for I 
 had seen a specimen of his temper and 
 
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 recklessness, — he came stamping and curs- 
 ing ; and jumping from the car to the 
 tender, he drew a pistol, and cried out, 
 
 "Where is that cuz-sed engineer, that 
 did this pretty job? I'll shoot him the 
 minute I lay my eyes upon him." 
 
 I threw up my six shooter so that the 
 light of the lantern shone upon it, where 
 he could see but indistinctly, if at all, and 
 said with deliberation, 
 
 " Colonel Williams, if you raise your 
 pistol, you are a dead man ; don't stii', but 
 listen to me. I have done just what any 
 man must have done under the circum- 
 stances. I stopped the train as soon as 
 possible, and I'll convince you of it, if you 
 are a responsible man ; but not another 
 word of shooting, or you go down." 
 
 " Don't shoot, don't shoot ! " he cried. 
 
 " Put up your pistol, and so will I," I 
 replied. 
 
 He did so, and came foi'ward, and I ex- 
 plained the impossibility of seeing the 
 train sooner, as I had no head light ; and 
 they had carelessly neglected to leave a 
 light on the rear of the other train. I 
 advised the clpleric Colonel to go forward 
 and expend his wrath and curses on the 
 conductor of the forward train, that had 
 stopped in such a place, and sent out no 
 signal man in the rear, nor even left a red 
 light. He acknowledged that I was right. 
 I then informed him that I was an officer 
 in the ordnance department, and was in 
 charge of a shipment of ammunition for 
 Bowling Green, and would have him court- 
 martialed when he reached there, unless 
 he apologized for the threats he had 
 made. This information had a calming 
 effect on the Colonel, who at heart was 
 really a clever fellow. 
 
 Paid his Assessment on the Spot. 
 Tiie summary method pursued by Col- 
 onel Metcalfe, in Kentucky, is well illus- 
 trated by the following incident which 
 occurred in Paris, Kentucky. A custom- 
 er was brought in and told that he was 
 assessed a thousand dollars. " Well, said 
 
 the rich Secesh, " How long will you give 
 me to raise it ? " " Three years or during 
 the xoar" answered the Colonel. " Oh, 
 well, well," said Secesh, " you are not so 
 hard with us after all. I will have it for 
 you in time," and started leisurely for the 
 door. " But," said the Colonel, " you 
 must accept of our hospitality during that 
 time, at your own expense. Guard," con- 
 tinued the Colonel, " take Mr. to that 
 
 mansion that was made with hands, down 
 on the classic bluffs of Stoner." " Stop, 
 stop ! " said Secesh ; " now I think of it, 
 I happen to have that amount in my pock- 
 et, and have not the least objection to help- 
 ing our country in her hour of need." He 
 escaped a hard bed and bare walls that 
 nia:ht. 
 
 Terry's Colored Cook and his Shell. 
 While at Morris Island, South Carolina, 
 GejQcral Terry's colored cook, whose bump 
 of curiosity must certainly have been de- 
 veloped to an alarming degree, undertook 
 to investigate the contents of a 10-inch 
 shell by placing the portion containing the 
 
 General Alfred II. Terry. 
 
 fuse-cap before the fire of his stove, for the 
 purpose of melting the lead and releasing 
 the cap from the shell. As may be natur- 
 ally supposed, the heat of the fire soon 
 occasioned an explosion, which seriously 
 wounded the over-curious cook in different 
 portions of his body, to say nothing of the 
 
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 457 
 
 very promiscuous damage done to the 
 stove and to the kettles and paris resting 
 thereon, the fragments of which it would 
 have been quite impossible to count in any 
 short space of time. A colored soldier, 
 named David, a native of South Carolina, 
 having been made acquainted with the 
 circumstances of this occurrence, drew 
 himself up and pompously remarked, with 
 characteristic vernacular, that " white folks 
 need not offer any more comparisons be- 
 tAveen the Boston and the South Carolina 
 darkies which were unfavorable to the 
 latter, for it was now clearly demonstrated 
 that the Boston chaps were both simple, 
 and ignorant, while a South Carolinian, 
 if put to the same test, would never have 
 made such a fool of himself as to stick a 
 loaded shell into the fire of a stove and 
 stick his face into it ! " It would have 
 been interesting, doubtless, to listen to the 
 Yankee cook's comments upon his adven- 
 ture — if indeed any comments were need- 
 ed in view of his knocked-up appearance. 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Commissaries and Chemists. 
 The editor of the Baltimore American 
 took it into his head one day to visit the 
 commissary department of one of the large 
 military hospitals conveniently accessible, 
 and in the course of his observations no- 
 ticed several barrels of dried coffee 
 grounds, the pui'pose whereof naturally 
 excited his curiosity. The polite Com- 
 missaiy informed him that he received 
 twelve dollars per barrel for the grounds. 
 " But what is it purchased for ? " inquired 
 the editor, with that cui'iosity for informa- 
 tion natural to his profession. " Well," 
 said the Commissary, hesitatingly, " it is 
 re-aromatized by the transforming hand 
 of modern chemistry, and put up in pound 
 papers, which are decorated with attrac- 
 tive labels and high-sounding names." 
 Yes, re-aromatized ! Comment is umiec- 
 
 essary. 
 
 ^ 
 
 Halleck's Use of a Bad Report. 
 Connected with General Grant's great 
 victory on the rivers Tennessee and Cum- 
 
 berland, an interesting incident is told, as 
 follows : 
 
 Several rumors had appeared in the 
 newspaper press, and had otherwise been 
 publicly proclaimed, that General Grant 
 was in the habit of getting intoxicated. 
 This idea may have arisen from his slov- 
 enly mode of attiring himself, or from 
 some other equally vmreliable cause. The 
 friends of the Illinois troops under Gener- 
 al Grant's command, being anxious for 
 their safety, selected a delegation to visit 
 
 Mujor-General Ilalleck. 
 
 General Halleck, and have Grant re- 
 moved. 
 
 " You see. General," said the spokes- 
 man, " we have a number of Illinois vol- 
 unteers under General Grant, and it is 
 not safe that their lives should be entrast- 
 ed to the care of a man who ?o constantly 
 indulges in intoxicating liquors. Who 
 knows what blunders he may commit." 
 
 " Well, gentlemen," said General Hal- 
 leck, " I am satisfied with General Grant, 
 and I have no doubt you also soon will 
 be." 
 
 While the deputation were staying at 
 the hotel, the news arrived of the capture 
 of Fort Donelson and thirteen thousand 
 prisoners. General Halleck posted the 
 intelligence himself on the hotel bulletin, 
 and as he did so he remarked, loud enough 
 for all to hear : 
 
 " If General Grant is such a drunkard 
 
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 as he is repoi*ted to be, and can win such 
 victories as these, I think it is my duty to 
 issue an order that any man found sober 
 in St. Louis to-nij^ht shall be punished 
 with fine and imprisonment ! " 
 
 Shoe-Raid hy General Wadsworth. 
 One of the cleverest Union raids during 
 the war was that undertaken — and suc- 
 cessfully carried through — by General 
 Wads worth, one of the heroes killed while 
 serving in Grant's Richmond campaign. 
 The General in giving an account of this 
 ' shoe raid ' to a companion, said : — I re- 
 member during the march through Mary 
 land, before the battle of South jNIountain, 
 
 I told them that I wanted to buy some 
 shoes for my troops, who were barefooted. 
 They replied they guessed I would'nt get 
 many. At that I got angry. Said I, 
 " There are two pair of shoes at any rate, 
 which I see on your feet. Take them off 
 instantly ! " They were obliged to do it. 
 I went through the town, and took the 
 shoes off every man's feet I could see, and 
 Ihus I raised about two hundred pairs in 
 all. One fine old fellow, a miller, Avhom I 
 met, I did not deprive of his own pair ; I 
 rode up to him, and asked if he had any 
 shoes he could spai'e me, describing the 
 pitiful condition of my men. The old 
 man said, " I don't know if there's any 
 shoes in the house or not, but " — looking 
 down at his feet — "here's a pair you're 
 v/elcome to at any rate." I would not let 
 him take them oif, but he gave me some 
 from his house. All the rest I stripped. 
 
 General Wadsworth. 
 
 Y;e passed over a tract of country extreme- 
 ly rugged and stony, and I saw not only^ 
 men but oflicers walking along with bleed- 
 ing feet. The men's shoes gave out en- 
 tirely. It hurt my feelings more than I 
 can tell you, to see the good fellows trudge 
 along so. We came to a town on the line 
 of march, and I, who was riding at the 
 head of the column, spurred aliead to see 
 if there were not some shoe stores where 
 I could purchase what was needed for the 
 men. All the shops were closed; the 
 fu-st men I saw were two sitting outside 
 of a. closed shop. " Are there any shoe 
 stores in this to^vn ? " I asked. They re- 
 plied in a gruff way, that they could not 
 tell — there mi";ht be and there might not. 
 
 Bad Habit amongst Mules. 
 
 When our troops at Paducah fii-st re- 
 ceived their teams, they were troubled to 
 procure forage, so that the mules were 
 turned loose or tethered in the outskirts 
 of the town. Occasionally a few would 
 be missing, until Uncle Sam found him- 
 self miiuis some twenty-five or thirty. 
 Those which strayed away were caught up 
 by the rebel speculators and taken to 
 Blandville, back of Columbus, where they 
 had accumulated some fifty stolen and 
 purchased animals, which were under five 
 or six keepers. 
 
 Two privates, members of the Four- 
 teenth Illinois Volunteers, hearing of the 
 whereabouts of said stock, asked General 
 Smith's permission to attempt their recap- 
 ture, which, with some misgivings, was 
 granted. The boys, dressed in the garb 
 of Kentucky farmei-s, went and surveyed 
 the field and fold, and set to Avork. They 
 had whiskey with them — whiskey such as 
 Kentucky rebels liked to get drunk on — 
 good okl Bourbon, and the first object was 
 to get them as comfortably tight as possi- 
 
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 459 
 
 ble, which was not long in being accom- 
 plished. Then the boys went to the nude 
 yard, let down the bars, mounted two of 
 the best, without saddle or bridle, and 
 started for PaJucah, the Avhole lot follow- 
 ing at break-neck pace, and bi'aying in the 
 most diabolical chorus. The keepers were 
 not long in discovering the trick, and gave 
 chase as far as they deemed it prudent 
 toward our lines, but to no piu'pose ; and 
 in good season Saturday afernoon the 
 boys made their appearance at General 
 Smith's headquarters to report, their faces 
 beamuig with a glow of satisfaction hard 
 to describe. Their report was a clarified 
 condensation of Laconism, in dialogue 
 shape : 
 
 General Smith — Well, boys, what luck ? 
 
 Soldier — We got 'em, and more too ! 
 
 General S. — How many did you get ? 
 
 Soldier — Forty, I reckon ; haint count- 
 ed 'em. 
 
 General S. — But that is more than we 
 have lost. You did'nt steal any, I hope .'' 
 
 Soldier — Steal ! C-ristopher, steal ! No, 
 siree, but you see we did't have time to 
 pat the bars up after we had got Uncle 
 
 Sam's out, and the things would fol- 
 
 ler ; a very bad habit with some mules. 
 
 The General drew on an elongated 
 countenance, and as sternly as though he 
 had been judge, and was sentencing a cul- 
 prit to a life-time of imprisonment, lectur- 
 ed the soldier roundly for using profane 
 language in the quarters and presence of 
 a general officer. The soldier took the 
 lecture uneasily, twirling his hat nervous- 
 ly the while, and when the General had 
 ' subsided,' apologized as follows : 
 
 " You see, General, we have had to 
 
 cuss the things all day to get 'em into 
 
 camp, and its' mighty hard to quit off all 
 of a suddenly." 
 
 Then the General's rigidity relaxed ; a 
 smile, or rather a laugh, came up from his 
 heart, and tried to escape from the corners 
 of his mouth — but discipline is discipline 
 with an old army officer, and it would not 
 do to allow such a breach of dcconnn to 
 
 pass unnoticed. Still, in consideration of 
 the recaptured twenty-five mules, " and 
 more too," he did not inflict any severe 
 castigation or put them in arrest, but, 
 thanking them for the services rendered, 
 dismissed them with a caution to leave 
 their profanity behind when they came 
 again to head-quarters, and the boys left, 
 declaring, as they closed the door, that 
 " such a pious old cuss had'nt any busi- 
 ness to be around amongst sojers." 
 
 Half-hour's Experience of a Pedler •with 
 General Nelson. 
 General Nelson occasionally went dash- 
 ing througli the camp, bestowing a gratui- 
 tous cursing upon some offender, and was 
 then off again like a shot. The General 
 followed the seas many years and had be- 
 come a gi-eat, rough, profane old fellow. 
 He had a plain, good, old fashioned fire- 
 place kindness about him that Avas always 
 shown to those who did their duty. But 
 offenders met with no mercy at his hands. 
 The General conceived an awful hatred 
 against pedlers. There wei-e many that 
 
 Pedler and Gen. Nelson. 
 
 came about the camp, selling hoc-cakes, 
 pies, milk, etc., at exorbitant prices. 
 Cracker-fed soldiers would naturally be 
 free with their money — willing to pay ten 
 times the value of an article if in want 
 of it. One day the General came across 
 
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 a pedler selling something that he called 
 pies — not the delicious kind of pies that 
 an absent soldier is made home-sick at the 
 thought of, but an indigestible combination 
 of flattened dough and AVoolly peaches, 
 mums sugar, minus spice, minus every- 
 thing that is good, and any of which the 
 General swore up a-nd down " would kill 
 a hyena deader than the d ." 
 
 " What do you charge for those pies ? " 
 belched out the General. 
 
 " Fifty cents a-piece," responded the 
 pie-man. 
 
 " Fifty cents a-piece for pies ! " roared 
 the infuriated General : " Now^, you in- 
 fernal swindling pirate," roared he, letting 
 fly, in black and blue, one of his great 
 rifled oaths, that fairly made the fellow 
 tremble, " I want you to go to work and 
 cram every one of those pies down you 
 as quick as the Lord will let you. Double- 
 quick, you villain ! " 
 
 Expostulations, appeals, or promises, 
 were of no avail, and the pedler was 
 forced, to the great entertainment of the 
 soldiers Avhom he had been so ready to 
 gouge, to down half a dozen of his own 
 pies — all he had left. 
 
 " Now," said the General to the fellow, 
 after he had finished his repast, and stood 
 looking as death-like as the certain doctor 
 who was forced to swallow his own medi- 
 cine — " leave ! and if ever, ever I catch 
 you back here again, swindling my men, 
 I'll hang you. " The rat departed. 
 
 Zealous for the Cause but not for the Scrip. 
 
 Mr. , a rebel farmer, living near 
 
 Bear Creek, in Baltimore county, Mary- 
 land, was so elated at the rebel incursion 
 in Maryland, that he determined to visit 
 "our deliverers," and for that purpose 
 hooked up his horse and wagon and started 
 merrily agog. He alighted at a hotel 
 near Frederick, and was drinkhig a bum- 
 per to Jeff, when a Confederate officer came 
 in and inquired for the owner of the team. 
 Bear Creek fanner was delighted, and with 
 smiles, said — 
 
 " I am, sir ; and that team is Southern 
 all over, sir — horse, wagon, and driver, sii'." 
 
 " And what is the pi'ice ? " interrupted 
 the son of Mars, pulling out a roll of Con- 
 federate scrip. 
 
 "Oh," said farmer, "I would not like to 
 sell now, 'cause I can't use your kind of 
 money in Baltimore." 
 
 " Nonsense," says the officer ; " haven't 
 you declared over and over in your letters 
 that the bankers and rich men of Balti- 
 more are in the cause ; they'll buy, sir." 
 
 And handing over the price in Confed- 
 erate scrip, he left the zealous fanner pat- 
 riot to toddle home afoot, with a pocket 
 full of confederat'C treasure. He arrived 
 in town in due time, and stopped several 
 persons with, " Show me the man that 
 buys Confederate scrip ! " Up to the 
 latest accounts it was not known that the 
 individual so eagerly sought for had been 
 found. 
 
 Secession Damsels and Federal Foragrers. 
 
 Quartennaster S. and Commissary B., of 
 one of the regiments in McClellan's army, 
 were both of them very good fellows, and also 
 very brave soldiers, when either of their 
 departments of transportation and supply 
 were brought into conflict with the enemy. 
 One morning they mounted their mettled 
 steeds and started out in company, to for- 
 age for the officers' mess. Well provided 
 with money to meet the exorbitant de- 
 mands of the egg and strawberrry huck- 
 sters of the section of country to which 
 they were going, they gaily vaulted into 
 their saddles, and bidding good bye to 
 their friends, bi-iskly trotted along on the 
 road towards Richardson's house. Hav- 
 ing reached there, they turned off on the 
 White House road, and after a short ride, 
 stopped at a small house by the roadside, 
 to inquire what articles they had for sale. 
 B. was the spokesman, and at his sum- 
 mons out came a blooming damsel, of eight- 
 een summers, to answer the inquiry. 
 
 " Have you any eggs, or butter, or milk, 
 or anything of the sort to sell, ma'am ? " 
 
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 461 
 
 " Whereabouts do you come from ? " 
 
 " About four miles from here. We 
 come from the Yankee army." 
 
 "You do, hey? Well, I don't allow a 
 Yankee to come within twenty yards of 
 me, much less to speak to me." 
 
 The officers opened their eyes at this 
 desperate declaration, and riding into tlie 
 yard the Commissary continued : 
 
 " Say, look-a-here, don't you know that 
 such folks as you are the only kind of meat 
 we have down in our camp ? " 
 
 " Yes, indeed," broke in lair Seeessia, 
 " I've lieard that much about you." 
 
 " Well, I suppose you have, and it's all 
 true. Why, at the battle of Fair Oaks 
 the Yankees eat hundreds just such look- 
 ing rebels as you, and it took ever so many 
 soldiers to guard the three thousand dead 
 ones and keep us off." 
 
 At this barbarous speech, which might 
 have provoked most terrible results, if the 
 young lady's eyes were any index of her 
 state of mind, her parents appeared, and 
 gently checking her, accosted the Union 
 officers, and said they had nothing to sell. 
 The father seemed somewhat amused at 
 his daughter's spirit, and exclaimed : 
 
 " That ere gal's got a beau in the Con- 
 federate army, don't you see, and you 
 know that's a good reason for her being so 
 much opposed to the Yankees. Just you 
 make an offer to capture her, and see if 
 she don't haul down her colors." 
 
 But Federal officers don't do such un- 
 manly things, and so, finding they could 
 procure no eatables at that domicil, they 
 withdrew to the road, leaving their plucky 
 little fenu"nine enemy in her glory, and con- 
 tinued their journey. 
 
 SULrs. Partington on the Nevr Military Crop. 
 A shadow passed our window, the door 
 ©pened, and looking up Ave saw the form 
 of Mrs. Partington before us. " I've just 
 dropped in," she said. ' Dropped ' in ! — 
 she weighs one hundred and fifty if she 
 does an ounce. She held out her snuff- 
 box as she said " Good morning," filled 
 
 with Rhode's delectable, Ike was by her 
 side, and before we had time to prevent 
 it, he had both arms stuck to the fly paper 
 on the desks before us. " I've just drop- 
 ped in to ask," she said, as she looked up 
 inquiringly, " what sort of a crop the ces- 
 sationists will be likely to get from plant- 
 ing cannon, that I see something about in 
 the papers ? / don't believe it will come 
 up." 
 
 " Perhaps it may," we said, favoring the 
 idea, " as we see so many sprouts about us 
 in uniform that are evidently sons of guns, 
 and if, as Mr. Field has said, a soldier's 
 sire and grandsire may be a sword, why 
 not a gun have its descendants ? " 
 
 " May be so," said she, brightening up, 
 " may be so, it isn't the most unlikely 
 thing that never came to pass, and that 
 may be why guns wear breeches. I de- 
 clare that I never thought of that before." 
 Mrs. Partington, the merry and garrulous 
 Avard of B. P. Shillaber, was by no means 
 idle during the war, in the good city of 
 Boston, of which she is one of the noted 
 
 spokesmen. 
 
 * 
 
 Visit of General Jenkins at a Pennsylvania 
 Editor's. 
 
 The raid of General Jenkins into Penn- 
 sylvania was the occasion of a call at the 
 domicil of the editor of the Chambersburg 
 Repository, by that renowned chief, and 
 there had good cheer, though the '' land- 
 lord" had "stepped out." The editor's 
 remarks on this visit A\'ere as foUoAvs : 
 
 HoAvever earnest an enemy Jenkins may 
 be, he don't seem to keep spite, but is capa- 
 ble of being very jolly and sociable when 
 he is treated hospitably. For prudential 
 reasons the editor was not at home to do 
 the honors at his OAvn tiible ; but Jenkins 
 Avas not particular, nor Avas his appetite 
 impaired thereby. He called upon the 
 ladies of the house, shared their hospital- 
 ity, behaved in all respects like a gentle- 
 man, and expressed very earnest regrets 
 that he had not been able to make the 
 personal acquaintance of the editor. We 
 
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 beg to say that we reciprocate the wish 
 of the General, and shall be glad to make 
 his acquaintance personally—" when this 
 cruel war is over." Colonel French and 
 Surgeon Bee spent much of their time 
 with Mrs. McClure, and the former show- 
 ed his appreciation of her hospitality 
 by taking her revolver from her when he 
 left. An order having been made for the 
 citizens to surrender all the guns and pis- 
 tols they had, Colonel French took the 
 pistol of his hostess. How many rifles 
 he didn't get that were in her keeping, 
 we " dinna choose to tell." General Jen- 
 kms had the fullest information of the 
 movements of the editor of this paper. 
 He told at our own house, when we had 
 left, the direction we had gone, and de- 
 scribed the horse we rode, and added that 
 there were people hi Chambersburg suffi- 
 ciently cowardly and treacherous to give 
 such information of their neighbors. 
 When it was suggested that such people 
 should be sent within the rebel lines, he 
 insisted that the South should not be made 
 a Botany Bay for Northern scoundrels. 
 We had not the felicity of a personal in- 
 terview with the distinguished guerrilla 
 chief, but our special reporters took his 
 dimensions and autobiography with gen- 
 eral accuracy. He was born of his mother 
 at a very early age, and is supposed to be 
 the son of his father. He was flogged 
 through school in his boyhood years much 
 as other children ; and may have startling 
 traditions touching his early character, 
 such as the hatchet and cherry-tree which 
 proved that Washington could not lie; but 
 it is for the present regarded as doubtful. 
 He subsequently graduated at Jefferson 
 College, in this State, and gave promise 
 of future usefulness and greatness. His 
 downward career commenced some five 
 years ago, when in an evil hour he became 
 a member of Congress from Western Vir- 
 ginia, and from thence may be dated his 
 decline and fall. From Congress he natu- 
 rally enough turned fire-eater, secessionist 
 and guerrilla. 
 
 Xisnding' to the Government. 
 
 The use of United States compound in- 
 terest notes in paying off employees gave 
 rise, in a certain case, to the following lit- 
 tle dialo?;ue, as related by one of the par- 
 ties concerned. 
 
 Boss — How would you like to lend part 
 of ycur wages to Government, Patrick ? 
 
 Patrick — Ah, you see, I just make out 
 to live on what ye pay me, — things is so 
 high ! I can't save a dollar. 
 
 jBoss — But, Patrick, you know I raised 
 your wages, and you ought to lay by 
 something for a rainy day. Better put by 
 $10 and get SH-O-i for it three years 
 hence ; or $20, and get $23.88 for it, in- 
 stead of getting nothing or lending it to a 
 savings bank at only five per cent. 
 
 Patrick — (Looking at the table of inter- 
 est on $10 compounded, and asking some 
 questions as to what currency the savings 
 bank would pay in) — Well, I'd like to 
 take $50 in compound interest notes. 
 
 Boss — But, Patrick, if you can spare 
 $50, you had better put your money into 
 7-30 notes, which pay more interest, and 
 entitle you to gold-bearing bonds if you 
 want them, or greenbacks if you please. 
 
 Patrick — Would you please to just let 
 me have one hundred dollars in the Se^'ell- 
 Thirties ? 
 
 Agreeable Inducements to Travellers. 
 
 Below is a bill of fai-e " found " in the 
 Confederate camp at Vicksburg, Avhich is 
 of interest to all epicures, as well as to 
 those who are not of that class : 
 
 Hotel de Vicksuurg. — Bill of Fare 
 for Juli/, I860 : Soup — mule tail. Boiled 
 — mule bacon Avitli poke greens ; mule ham 
 canvassed. Roast — mule sirloin. Vege- 
 tables — peas and rice. Entrees — mule head 
 stuffed a la mode ; mule beef jerked a la 
 Mexicana; mule ears fricasseed a la gotcli;. 
 mule side stewed, ncAV style, hair on ; mule 
 spare-ribs plain ; mule liver hashed. Side 
 Dishes — mule salad ; mule hoof soused ; 
 mule brains a la omelette ; mule kidneys 
 stuffed with peas ; mule tripe fried in pea 
 
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 463 
 
 meal batter ; mule tongue cold a la Bray. 
 Jellies — mule foot. Pastry — pea-meal 
 pudding, blackberry sauce ; cotton-Avood 
 berry pies ; China berry tart. Dessert — 
 white oak acorns ; beech nuts ; blackberry 
 leaf tea ; genuine Confederate coffee. 
 Z«5'Mors— Mississippi Water, vintage of 
 1492, superior, $3 ; Lime Stone Water, 
 late importation, very fine, $2.75 ; Spring 
 "Water, Vicksburg brand, $1.50. Meals 
 at all hoiu-3. Gentlemen to wait upon 
 themselves. Any inattention on the part 
 of the servants to be promptly reported at 
 the office. 
 
 Jeff. Davis & Co., Proprietors. 
 Card. — The proprietors of the justly 
 celebrated Hotel de Vicksburg, having en- 
 larged and refitted the same, are now pre- 
 pared to accommodate all who favor them 
 with a call. Parties arriving by the I'iver 
 or Grant's inland route, will find Grape, 
 Canister & Co.'s carj^iages at the landing, 
 or any depot on the line of mtrenchments. 
 Buck, Ball & Co., take charge of all bag- 
 gage. No effort will be spared to make 
 the visit of all as interesting as possible. 
 
 Pumpkin-Pie Story of Lieutenant Wickfield 
 and General Grant. 
 
 The hero and veteran — Grant — who 
 was citizen. Captain, Colonel, Brigadier 
 and Major- General within a space of nine 
 months, though a rigid disciplinarian, and 
 a perfect Ironsides in the discharge of his 
 official duties, could enjoy a joke, and was 
 always ready to perpetrate one when an 
 opportunity offered. Indeed, among his 
 acquaintances, he is as much renowned for 
 his eccentric humor, as for his skill "and 
 bravery as a commander. 
 
 When Grant was a Brigadier in South- 
 west Missouri, he commanded an expedi- 
 tion against the Confederates, under Jeff. 
 Thompson, in northeast Arkansas. The 
 distance from the stai'ting point of the ex- 
 jjedition to the supposed rendezvous of the 
 Confederates was about one hundred and 
 ten miles, and the greater portion of the 
 route lay through a howlinjr wilderness. 
 29 
 
 The imaginary suffering that the Union 
 soldiers endured during the first two days 
 of their march, was enormous. It was 
 impossible to steal or confiscate unculti- 
 vated real estate, and not a hog or a chick- 
 en, or an ear of corn, was anywhere to be 
 seen. On the third day, however, things 
 looked a little more helpful, for a few small 
 specks of ground, in a state of partial cul- 
 tivation, were here and there visible. 
 
 On that day. Lieutenant Wickfield, of 
 an Indiana cavalry regiment, commanded 
 the advance guard, consisting of eight)' 
 mounted men. At about noon he came up 
 to a small farm-house, from the outward 
 appearance of which he judged that there 
 might be something fit to eat inside. He 
 halted his company, dismounted, and with 
 two second Lieutenants entered the dwell- 
 ing. He knew that Grant's incipient 
 fame liad already gone forth throughout 
 all that region of country, and it occurred 
 to him that by representing himself to be 
 
 Pumpkin Pie. 
 
 the General he might obtain the best the 
 house afforded. So, assuming a very mar- 
 tial demeanor, he accosted the inmates of 
 the house, and told them he must have 
 something for himself and staff to eat. 
 They desired to know who he was, and he 
 told them that he was General Grant. At 
 the sound of that name, they flew aroundi 
 with alarming alacrity, and served up 
 about all they had in the house, taking 
 great pauis all tlie while to make loud pro- 
 fessions of loyalty. The Lieutenants ate 
 
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 as much as they could of the not over 
 sumptuous meal, but which was, nevei'the- 
 less, good for that country, whether in 
 times of war or peace, and demanded what 
 was to pay for their " entertainment." 
 " Nothing," was the reply, and they went 
 on their way rejoicing. 
 
 In the meantime, General Grant, who 
 had halted his anny a few miles further 
 back, for a brief resting-speU, came in 
 sight of and was rather favorably impressed 
 — as had been his Lieutenant — with the 
 appearance of this same house. Riding 
 up to the fence in front of the door he de- 
 sired to know if they would cook him a 
 meal. 
 
 " No," said the female, in a gruff voice, 
 " General Grant and his staff have just 
 been here and eaten everything in the 
 house except one pumpkin pie." 
 
 " Humph," murmured Grant, " what is 
 your name ? " 
 
 " Selvidge," replied the woman. 
 
 Casting a half dollar in at the door, he 
 asked if she would keep that pie till he 
 sent an officer for it, to which she replied 
 that she would. 
 
 That evening, after the camping ground 
 had been selected, the various regiments 
 were notified that there would be a grand 
 parade at half past six, for orders. Officers 
 would see that their men all turned out, 
 &c. In five minutes the camp was in a 
 perfect uproar, and filled with all sorts of 
 rumors ; some thought that the enemy was 
 upon them, it being so unusual to have 
 pai'ade when on a march. 
 
 At half past six the parade was formed, 
 ten columns deep, and nearly a quarter of 
 a mile in length. After the usual routine 
 of ceremonies, the Assistant Adjutant Gen- 
 eral read the following order : — 
 
 "Head-quarters Army in the Field, 
 Special Order, No. — . Lieutenant 
 Wickfield, of the — Indiana cavalry, hav- 
 ing on this day eaten everything in Mrs. 
 Selvidge's house, at the crossing of the 
 Ironton and Pocahontas, and Black Elver 
 
 and Cape Girardeau roads, except one 
 pumpkin pie. Lieutenant Wickfield is 
 hereby ordered to return with an escort 
 of one hundred cavalry, and eat that pie 
 also. 
 
 U. S. Grant, 
 Brig. Gen'l Commanding." 
 Grant's orders were law, and no soldier 
 willingly attempted to evade them. At 
 seven o'clock the gastronomic Lieutenant 
 filed out of camp with his hundred men, 
 amid the cheers of the entire army. The 
 escort concurred in stating that he de- 
 voured the whole of the pie, and seemed 
 to relish it. 
 
 General Stuart Too Late to Dinner. 
 Rather a palatable circumstance of the 
 war was that which General Stuart, were he 
 still living, would probably remember more 
 vividly than anybody else. At the time 
 this circumstance trg,nspired, some there 
 were who contended that Stuart no longer 
 had command of the rebel cavalry, but 
 that Fitzhugh Lee was the chief of that 
 branch of the rebel ai'my. Whether so 
 or not Avill not change the fact that Stuart 
 fought Buford on that eventful Saturday, 
 for Buford ate his dimier in a cosy little 
 house, nestled among pines, cedars, and 
 jesamine, about one and a half miles from 
 Culpepper, where General Stuart and staff 
 tvere going to dine. Every luxury and 
 delicacy that could be procured in that 
 poor, ransacked country, was smiling on 
 the white, spotless linen which covered 
 the table. The fair occupant of the stool 
 had no doubt humed on a sun-bonnet, and 
 slipped off to Culpepper. The ' Bonnie 
 Blue Flag ' would not sound so Avell in the 
 old parlor, and she feared General Buford 
 and Staff could not appreciate her selec- 
 tion of songs. However, the dinner was 
 appreciated ; and if smackmg of lips, and 
 looks of regret at the fragments they could 
 not eat, were of any significance, the dishes 
 prepared by those kind people met with 
 the appreciation of all the partakers. 
 
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 Joke of the President on Secretary Chase. 
 It was not reported what joke old Abe 
 got off when he heard the news of the sur- 
 render of Plymouth, which gave such joy- 
 to northern hearts. In regard to the Fort 
 PilloAv affau* he made a Buusby speech, 
 but no joke. The latter would appear to 
 have been reserved for the benefit of Sec- 
 retaiy Chase, as he was starting on a finan- 
 cial trip to New York. Old Abe, like 
 Cromwell, — though without the latter's 
 military genius — seemed very foad of play- 
 ing practical jokes upon his associates. It 
 is said that after Cromwell signed the war- 
 rant for the execution of King Charles, he 
 turned round to one of his colleagues and 
 smeared his face with ink. This he thought 
 capital fun. Old Abe's jokes have been 
 pronounced as smacking somewhat of the 
 same quality. When Chase called upon 
 him to say good-bye, he, as Secretary of 
 the Treasury, asked for some information 
 about the probable end of the war, saying 
 it would help him m getting more money 
 in Wall street. " Do you want more 
 money ? " asked Old Abe, and then quick- 
 ly added, " What ! has the printing ma- 
 chine gin out ? " This joke must be set 
 down as fully equal to Cromwell's, and 
 was not unworthy that famous American 
 ' Cruikshank,' jNIr. Orpheus C. Kerr, whose 
 penchant in this Hne is a boon to human 
 natui'e, and — a fortune to liis pocket. 
 
 Hooker's Mag-nificent War-Horse, "Look- 
 gut." 
 Majoi'-General Joseph Hooker claimed 
 the name of " Lookout " for his seven year 
 old battle horse, which bore him through 
 the perils of the fight above the clouds, 
 so memorable m the annals of the war, 
 and an account of which will be found in 
 its appi'opriate department in these pages. 
 Lookout, according to the description given 
 of him, was a rich chestnut color, standing 
 nearly seventeen hands high, and possess- 
 ing all the dainty and elastic action of the 
 most delicately-fashioned colt. He was 
 three-quarters bred, being by Mambrino 
 
 out of a half bred mare ; and notwith- 
 standing his ponderous size, he had been 
 known to trot, under saddle, in 2.45. He 
 was bred in Kentucky, and selected when 
 a five-year old, for JVIr. Ten Broeck, as the 
 finest horse that could be sent to England 
 to exhibit style in a coupee. For some 
 reason he was not forwarded further east- 
 ward than New York city; but when 
 there, was seen by the horse agent of the 
 Emperor of the French, who repeatedly 
 offered a thousand dollars to obtam posses- 
 sion of him. It was at this time that" 
 General Hooker came in competition Avith 
 His Majesty, Louis Napoleon, and finally 
 succeeded in purchasing the horse. 
 
 Lookout Avas undoubtedly the finest 
 charger in the army of the Union ; and, 
 m grandeur of form and action, dwarfed 
 all other horses Avhich appi'oaclied him. 
 Backed by his rider, the General — univer- 
 sally acknowledged as a matchless rider — 
 the people, could they have but beheld him 
 moving up Broadway, Avould have pro- 
 nounced it the finest equestrian statue they 
 had ever seen. 
 
 War News from Richmond Wanted. 
 A gentleman of the press once dropped 
 in at the War Department, and in the 
 course of the conversation with the Secre- 
 tary mentioned casually to him tha^ he 
 had just telegraphed certain information 
 concerning army movements to the New 
 York journals, with Avhich he was con- 
 nected. The Secretary looked at him in 
 dismay, and replied : " Sir, I Avill give you 
 one hundred thousand dollars from the army 
 secret service fund, if you will gi^-e me 
 the same information concernmg the ene- 
 my's disposition and movements which 
 you have just conveyed indirectly, but 
 surely, to Richmond." 
 
 "Reliable Information." 
 A visitor to the army of the Potomac 
 called upon General Grant one morning, 
 and found the great commander sitting in 
 
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 his tent, f?moking and talking to one of his 
 staff officers. Tlie stranger approached 
 the chieftain and enquired of him as fol- 
 lows : " General, if you flank Lee and get 
 between him and Richmond, will you not 
 uncoA'cr Washington and leave it a prey 
 to the enemy ? 
 
 General Grant, discharging a cloud of 
 smoke Avith " a silver lining," from his 
 mouth, indifferently replied, " Yes, I reck- 
 on so." 
 
 Stranger, encouraged by the reply he 
 thus received, propounded question num- 
 ber two : — 
 
 " General, do you not think Lee can 
 detach sufficient force from his army to 
 reinforce Beauregard and overwhelm 
 Butler ? " 
 
 "■ Not a doubt of it," replied the Gen- 
 eral. 
 
 Stranger, becoming fortified by his suc- 
 cess, propounded question number three, 
 as follows : — 
 
 " General, is there not danger that John- 
 ston may come up and reinforce Lee, so 
 that the latter vnll. swing around and cut 
 your communications and seize your sup- 
 plies ? " 
 
 "Very likely," was the cool reply of 
 the General, as he knocked the ashes from 
 the end of his cigar with his little finger. 
 
 S'tranger, horrified at the awful fate 
 about to befall General Grant and his 
 army, made his exit and hastened to Wash- 
 ington to communicate the " news." Of 
 such stuff comes much of the "rehable 
 intelligence " and " authentic information " 
 to Avhich the public is treated. 
 
 Material of which "Mudsill" Regiments 
 are Made TJp. 
 Great admiration was excited by the 
 readiness of the men of the Eighth Massa- 
 chusetts Regiment, under General Butler, 
 lor whatever services they were called on 
 to perform during their passage from New 
 York to Washington. Whether men were 
 required to act as engineers, machinists, 
 carpenters, or sailors, they were to be had 
 
 on demand. Volunteers from every de- 
 partment of industry, there could scarcely 
 be found a trade or profession, from butch- 
 ers to lawyers, which was not represented 
 m the regiment, by men ready for special 
 service whenever required. On readiing 
 the railway station at Annapolis, General 
 Butler found that the secessionists had 
 taken apart and broken the only locomo- 
 tive there, so as to render it unserviceable. 
 " Who knows how to re])air this engine ? " 
 demande^he General. Six practical ma- 
 chinists stepped forward ; but one claimed 
 the job — " Because you see. General," he 
 said, " I made that engine," and he point- 
 ed to his private mark on the machinery. 
 These ' mudsill ' regiments, as Gov. Ham- 
 mond would call them, are somehow 
 strangely intelligent. 
 
 Fresh Pork for the Eighth Illinois. 
 Wlien the Union army was stationed at 
 Bird's Point, Missouri, secessionists were 
 rather supposed to have "rights that a 
 soldier must respect," and there were 
 stringent orders against jayhawking. 
 Colonel (afterward General) Oglesby was 
 t''e I isi command of the Ei^hMi Illinois. 
 
 Well, on§ day his fife and drum majors 
 went out into the Avoods to practice a new 
 tune. Attracted no doubt by the melody, 
 a fine fat shote, of musical proclivities, 
 came neai- — alas ! for the safety of his ba- 
 
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 con, too near — ^for the bass-drummer, by a 
 change of base, made a base attack on his 
 front ; while the fifer, by a bold and rapid 
 flank movement, charged him in the rear. 
 'Twas soon over ; a few well directed vol- 
 leys of clubs and other persuasives were 
 applied, and piggy went dead again — a 
 martyr to his love for music ! But how 
 to get the deceased pork into camp ? — 
 " That's what's the matter " 7iow. After 
 considerable discussion an idea ' strikes ' 
 the drummer (not so as to hurt him) : 
 " We mil put him in The drum." " Jus> 
 the thing, by hokey ! " said the fifer. One 
 head was taken out, and the hog stowed, 
 and our heroes started for their quarters, 
 carrying the drum between them. In the 
 mean time the regiment Avent out for a 
 dress parade ; and the Colonel, somewhat 
 vexed at the absence of the principal mu- 
 sicians, no sooner saw the gents than, in a 
 voice of reprimand, he ordered them to 
 take their places with the music. The 
 drum-bearers halted, looked at each other, 
 then at the Colonel, — but said never a 
 word. The Colonel repeated his order in 
 a style so emphatic that it could not be 
 misunderstood. The dealers in pork felt 
 a crisis had arrived, and that an explana- 
 tion had become a "military necessity." 
 So the drummer, going up close to the 
 Colonel, in a low voice made him acquaint- 
 ed with the status of affairs, winxling up 
 with, " We 'low, Colonel, to bring the best 
 quarter over to your mess." " Sick, eh ? " 
 thundered the Colonel. " Why didn'i. you 
 say so at first ? Go to your ' quarters ? ' 
 — of course ! Bat-tal-ion, r-i-g-h-t f-a-c-e ! " 
 The Colonel had fresh pork for supper. 
 
 Newspaporial Forestallingr of Dyingr Senti- 
 ments, etc. 
 
 The representative of a now defunct 
 newspaper is jocosely stated to have run 
 up to a wounded officer who believed him- 
 self mortally hurt, at the battle of Fort 
 Donelson, and begged him not to die yet 
 
 for the sake of the , (naming his 
 
 journal,) which he had the honor to repre- 
 
 sent ; remarking to the sufferer, that, if 
 he had any last words to utter, they should 
 appear in the best form in the earnest 
 possible issue of his widely-circulated and 
 highly influential paper. The officer turn- 
 ed away his head in abhorrence and dis- 
 gust, and some of his friends compelled 
 the persevering reporter to retire. But 
 the professor of the quill insisted, true to 
 his craft, that he could make a better 
 speech for the wounded soldier than he 
 could for himself; and hoped he Avould 
 remember not to give any other member 
 of the press the least hint of his dying 
 sentiments. 
 
 Another correspondent is said to have 
 locked General Buckner up in a room at 
 Dover, and insisted on having a sketch of 
 his life. The General demurred, when 
 he was threatened with being printed as 
 of the most horrible antecedents unless he 
 complied. He blustered a little, but when 
 the newspaper scrib.bler began putting 
 down and reading off " General Buckner, 
 a native of Massachnsetts, formerly one 
 of the editors of Lloyd Garrison's anti- 
 slavery journal ; but compelled to fly to 
 Tennessee on account of having been de- 
 tected in a forgery of his father's name," 
 etc., the General became a suppliant, and 
 gave the irrepressible fellow the main 
 events of his life. But, jokes aside, noth- 
 ing in the newspaper system of all Eu- 
 rope was ever equal to the splendid man- 
 ner of marshaling their gi'eat array of 
 facts, sketches, etc., during the four years 
 war, by the correspondents of those prince- 
 ly journals, the New York Herald, Times, 
 Tribune, and World; the Philadelphia 
 Ledger, Bulletin, North American, Press, 
 and Inquirer ; the Boston Journal, Trav- 
 eller, etc. ; the Springfield Republican ; 
 the Cincinnati Gazette, Enquirer, Times, 
 and Commercial; the Chicago Tribune, 
 Journal, and Times ; the St. Louis Demo- 
 crat, Republican, «&c. It is not saying too 
 much, that, from the materials furnished 
 by the able and intrepid correspondents 
 of any one of the great journals here 
 
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 named, a history of the war might be 
 wrkfeu which, for vigor of style, skilful- 
 uess of construction, and amplitude of 
 scope, would leave nothing to be desired. 
 
 Hard to tell Pork frora Tomatoes. 
 
 While the Brooklyn Fourteenth were 
 in Virginia, it was noticed that where they 
 were the enemy's pigs got scared, and that 
 m the promiscuous state of things there- 
 abouts, an accident would sometimes occur 
 by which pig was turned into pork, and 
 then — 
 
 " Hallo, my man ! where did you get 
 that pork ? " called out the Major to a 
 soldier stagojerinaj alou"; with somethina; 
 wrapped up m his shelter tent, and crim- 
 soning the ground as he passed. 
 
 " It is'nt pork, Sir, it's tomatoes ; you 
 don't know, Sir, how hard it is to tell pork 
 from tomatoes in this country." 
 
 The Major, a pleasant hand at a joke 
 himself, was conquered at once, and did 
 not press his mquiries. 
 
 Refusal to Receive Pay for Figrhting' for his 
 Country. 
 
 Paymaster Hochester, feeling his lips 
 to be unsealed by the death of General 
 Wadsworth, of New York, stated that he 
 always paid the General from his first en- 
 try into the service ; and that when the 
 General called on him for money on the 
 e\"e of starting to the Mississippi Valley 
 on a special mission connected with the 
 arming and organization of the slaves of 
 that region, he casually remarked to him 
 that when he got to New Orleans he would 
 find there Paymaster Vedder, to whom 
 he would recommend him as a gentleman- 
 ly officer to apply to ibr any moneys he 
 might need. 
 
 " No, Sir ! " said General Wadsworth, 
 " I shall not apply to Major Vedder. 
 While I am in the service I shall be paid 
 only by you. And my reason for that is, 
 that I wish my account with the Govern- 
 ment to be kept with one Paymaster only ; 
 for it is my purpose at the close of the war 
 to call on you for an accurate statement 
 
 of all the money I have received from the 
 United States. The amount, whatever it 
 is, I shall give to some permanent institu- 
 tion founded for the life relief of disabled 
 soldiers. This is the least invidious way 
 in which I can refuse pay for fighting for 
 my country in her hour of danger." It 
 has been stated that Gen. ' Stonewall ' 
 Jackson, of the Confederate army, acted 
 upon the same principle of pecuniary dis- 
 interestedness ; but as no mention is made 
 of the circumstances by Mr. Orville J. Vic- 
 tor, m his standard and admirable work, 
 the " History of the Southern Eebellion," 
 in which Gen. Jackson's character is so 
 graphically portrayed, the statement needs 
 to be verified. 
 
 Anxious for a Trade. 
 
 An incident which may be characterized 
 as very Yankee-like occurred one morning 
 in front of the Potomac Army — General 
 Turner's lines. A sergeant deliberatel.^' 
 stepped out from our rifle-pits and moved 
 towards the rebels, waving a late paper, 
 and regardless of the probability that he 
 would at any moment be shot dead. A 
 rebel officer shouted to him to go back, 
 but the sergeant was unmindful of the 
 warning, and asked — 
 
 " Wont you exchange newspapers ? " 
 
 '' No ! " said the rebel, " I have no pa- 
 per and I want you to go back." With 
 singular persistence, however, the sergeant 
 continued to advance, saying — 
 
 " AVell, if you hain't a paper, I reckon 
 some of your men have, and I want to ex- 
 change, I tell you." 
 
 " My men have not got anything of the 
 kind, and you must go back." 
 
 This the officer said in a louder tone 
 and with great emphasis. Nothing daunt- 
 ed, the Yankee sergeant still advanced, 
 until he stood plumply before the indig- 
 nant officer, and said — 
 
 " I tell ye now you need'nt get your 
 dander up. — I don't mean no harm no way. 
 P'raps if ye aint got no newspapers ye 
 might give me suthin else. May-be you 
 
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 men would like some coffee for some to- 
 bacco. I'm dredful anxious for a trade," 
 The astonished officer could only repeat 
 his command — 
 
 " Go back, you rascal, or I'll take you 
 a prisoner. I tell you we have nothing to 
 exchange, and we don't want anything to 
 do with you Yankees." 
 
 " Well, then," said the sergeant rueful- 
 ly, "^Lye hain't got nothin', why, here's 
 the pj^br anyway, and if you get one from 
 Richmond this afternoon, you can send 
 it over. You'll find my name there on 
 that." 
 
 The man's impudence or the officer's 
 eagerness for news made the latter accept. 
 He took the paper and asked the sergeant 
 what was the news from Petersburg. 
 
 " Oh ! our folks say we can go in there 
 just when we want to, but we are waiting 
 to gobble aU you fellows first," was the 
 reply. 
 
 " Well, I don't know but what you can 
 do it ! " said the Lieutenant, turning on 
 his heel and re-entering his rifle-pit ; " but 
 meanwhile, my man, you had better go 
 back." 
 
 This time the sergeant obeyed the oft- 
 repeated order, and, on telling his adven- 
 ture, was the hero of the mo'-ning among 
 his comrades. 
 
 Helping' a Poor Soldier. 
 
 When Parson Brownlow Avas in the 
 town of , a good many people grum- 
 bled about the high price of admission to 
 his lecture. A very rich, but stingy man, 
 who had been all the time very profuse 
 with expressions of his patriotism, ex- 
 claimed, in a crowd. 
 
 " Give Parson Brownlow half a dollar ? 
 No, Sir-ree ! I'd a good deal sooner give 
 it to a poor soldier ! " 
 
 " Oh ! " said a bystander, " then give 
 
 your half dollar to Captain H (an 
 
 officer dismissed from the army for cow- 
 ardice) ; they say he's a mighty poor sol- 
 dier! " 
 
 Banking: Operations of General Schoepf in 
 Kentucky. 
 
 All excellent operation in banking is 
 that related of General Schoepf, in Ken- 
 tucky. When the General arrived in the 
 neighborhood of London after the Wild- 
 cat fight, he found that ZoUicoffer had 
 been levying on Union men for provis- 
 ions, forage, transportation, etc., and had 
 paid them in Confederate bonds. Imitat- 
 ing an example which the secessionists 
 thought so unexceptionable, General 
 Schoepf commenced levying on the seces- 
 sionists for similar supplies. In the mean- 
 time, he assembled the Union men, and, 
 opening an exchange office for their bene- 
 fit, set at defiance all banking rules, by 
 taking Confederate bonds at par, and sup- 
 plying the Union men with good Ohio and 
 Indiana money instead. Then when the 
 secessionists presented their bills, he paid 
 them off with the utmost politeness in their 
 own currency. They didn't know enough 
 to be thankful for the arrangement, but 
 that wasn't his fault. 
 
 Good Luck for an lowan Soldier. 
 When the Federal troops made one of 
 their raids into the State of Mississippi, 
 in pursuit of Chalmers' forces, one of the 
 privates of the Seventh Iowa ^fantry, 
 while excavating the ruins of an &n house, 
 for the purpose of fixing a bed for the 
 night, suddenly struck upon a bottle, which 
 on being brought to light and examined, 
 was found to exhibit the refreshing spec- 
 tacle of seventy dollars in silver coin. 
 Amazed at his un-dreamed-of good luck, 
 he determined to follow the " lead," which 
 soon changed from silver into gold — for, 
 upon further digging, he turned up the 
 glorious sum of seven hundred and eighty 
 dollars in massive gold. A large and pre- 
 cious haul indeed for a ' hard-up ' soldier 
 in an enemy's land. It had probably 
 been deposited there for safe keeping by 
 some of the ' natives,' who ludicrously ex- 
 pected it could thus escape a ' Yankee's' 
 scent. 
 
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 How to Spike a Gun. 
 A characteristic incident is related of 
 Captain George T. Hebard, foi-merly a 
 private iii Company A., of the Chicago 
 Light Infantry, and subsequently com- 
 mander of the Fu'st Vermont Battery, 
 which participated in the hard contested 
 battle near Grand Encore. During the 
 progress of the bloody engagement, Major 
 General Banks rode up and said, energet- 
 ically : " Captain Hebard, yoiu' battery will 
 probably be taken ; spike your guns ! ' 
 As the General rode off, the Captaui ad- 
 dressed the men, saying : " Not by a — 
 sight ! This battery isn't to be taken nor 
 spiked. Give them double canister, 
 boys ! " The batteiy was charged upon 
 terribly three times after that; the last 
 time, they thought they would wait until 
 the enemy had approached quite near, 
 when they let fly a storm of deadly grape 
 and canister, literally killing every man 
 within range of the guns. The battery 
 brought off every gun and caisson, show- 
 ing that to be the best w^ay of " spiking " 
 — unless the General himself knew of a 
 better one. 
 
 Specimen of Ninth Corps Discipline. 
 Whiw Bi-igadicr-General Robert Pot- 
 ter, commanding the Ninth Corps, in East 
 Tennessee, Avas once riding along with his 
 orderly, he saw a man running with some- 
 thing in his hand, followed by a woman 
 crying out after him. Stopping him, he 
 found he had stolen some article, and asked 
 him his corps. " Ninth Corps." " Very 
 well," said the General ; and he instructed 
 his orderly to tie him up to a tree, and 
 give him a smart strappuig with a stirrup- 
 strap. Amid his howls it came out that 
 he belonged to the Fourth Corps. " Very 
 well," said the General; "I am com- 
 mander of the Ninth Corps ; if you belong 
 to it, all right — if not, you'll know how 
 we treat fellow^s that steal in the Ninth 
 Coi-ps." 
 
 That Dinner at General Holt's. 
 
 A Senator from the Western States 
 was invited one day in the midst of war 
 times, by the Judge Advocate-General, 
 Mr. Holt, to dine at the latter's house in 
 Washington, and accepted the invitation 
 in due form. Plaving been up late at a 
 whist party, he was reminded next morn- 
 ing by a fHend that he was to dine that 
 day with Mr. Holt, in company with other 
 civilians and military character. Jfte ar- 
 ranged his toilet accordingly, wa^naved 
 by one of the barbers at the Capitol, and 
 proceeded at the proper hour, after the 
 Senate adjourned, to General Holt's resi- 
 dence, there to partake of the General's 
 viands, and to discuss, with kindred dig- 
 nitaries, "the situation." He rang the 
 bell, was show^n into a parlor with no fire, 
 and was soon joined by General Holt. 
 After conversing some time. General Holt 
 suggested that they would be more com- 
 fortable in an adjoining apartment, where 
 a fire Avas burning in the grate. Here 
 they sat, one upon each side of the fire- 
 place, and talked, and talked, and talked ! 
 
 The Senator kept up the fire of con- 
 versation briskly for an hour or so, and his 
 host responded as briskly. But at last 
 the talk began to flag. G<5neral Holt 
 was evidently tired of the task of en- 
 tertaining the Senator, and the latter 
 began to be very hungry. The conversa- 
 tion became rather fragmentary, then mo- 
 nosyllabic, and finally died out altogether, 
 the Senator meanwhile Avondering Avhat in 
 the deuce Avas the matter with General 
 Holt's cook. The General looked at his 
 w^atch once or twice, and asking to be ex- 
 cused a moment while he delivered an or- 
 der, left the room. " High time you hur- 
 ried up your kitchen forces ! " thought 
 the Senator, Avho having eaten a light 
 breakfast, and no lunch, had long before 
 
 " Begun to feci, as well he might, 
 The keen demands of appetite." 
 
 General Holt re-entered, and made an 
 attempt to reneAV the conversation, with 
 
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 but partial success. At last a carriage 
 arrived at the door and the General took 
 out his watch and remarked, apologetical- 
 ly, that he had a business call to make, 
 and begging therefore to be excused, ad- 
 ding — " I shall have the honor of seeing 
 you at dinner to-morrow, of course ? " 
 
 A light flashed instantaneously upon 
 the mind of the Senator ; he was a day 
 befbi'e " the fair ! " He declined the cour- 
 teously pi offered seat in General Holt's 
 carriage, and, as soon as out of tlie house, 
 he rushed for the nearest restaurant in a 
 famished state. It was ten o'clock ! 
 Next day he attended the dinner, and 
 some of the party having got an inkling 
 of his unhappy blunder, he was induced 
 to tell the story at table, which he did 
 with such effect that the " table was set in 
 a roar " with " inextinguishable laughter," 
 which was repeated more than once after- 
 ward, — wherever the Senator related, in 
 his inimitable way, the funny circum- 
 stances of his dining out. The war ' sit- 
 uation,' unfortuately, was not discussed 
 with that gravity and profit to the nation 
 which would otherwise have been the case, 
 on account of this senatorial faux pas. 
 
 TJnsuccessfiil Search for Information at 
 Head-quarters. 
 
 A good Story is told of a curious fellow 
 enjoying considerable popularity in a cer- 
 tain town in New York, and upon the ba- 
 sis of such popula,rity, he conceived it emi- 
 nently proper that he should be informed 
 of the plans for the spring campaign in 
 the conduct of the various military ope- 
 rations. So he called on the Secretary of 
 War, and, in his largest style of assur- 
 ance, asked, in the blandest manner, what 
 Grant was going to do. For final ansAver 
 he got : 
 
 " I don't know ; and if I did, it wouldn't 
 be my business to tell you." 
 
 Surely, thought the politician, these 
 officials are very short and snappish. A 
 day or two afterward he met General 
 Halleck, with whom he had a slight ac- 
 
 quaintance, at Willard's, and asked him if 
 Grant meant to move dii'ect upon Rich- 
 mond, or would he take the Peninsula 
 route, as some of the papers asserted. 
 
 " Yes, I think so," confidently answered 
 Halleck. Mr. Politician pricked up his 
 ears for an instant, but soOn said — 
 
 "Ah ' did you say he was going straight 
 down, or by the Peninsula ! " 
 
 " Oh ! " said General Halleck, « I don't 
 know." 
 
 His next effort was at the President, on 
 the occasion of a levee at the White 
 House. Standing familiarly at his right 
 in the blue room, he pleasantly remarked : 
 
 " I suppose, Mr. Lincoln, you expect 
 stirring times over here on the Eapidan, 
 in a week or two ? " 
 
 " Possibly," answered the President. 
 
 " Possibly ! " echoed the New Yorker. 
 
 '•I don't know much about it," replied 
 the President, " but I heard to-day that 
 General Grant meant to take Richmond 
 from the Charleston side." 
 
 The fellow withdrew. There was, how- 
 ever, yet one source more. Representa- 
 tive Washburne ought to know all about 
 it — dead sure. He, therefore, caught 
 Washburne in the House, early in the 
 morning, before it was called to order, and 
 said to him — 
 
 " Can you tell me if I will be likely to 
 find General Grant over on the Rapidan, 
 say early week after ncKt, if I go over 
 there with my Congressman ? " 
 
 " Can't tell you, Sir," answered "V^.. ash- 
 burne, " General Grant didn't tell me 
 loJiat he was going to do, or where he was 
 going to be, at any given time." 
 
 The New Yorker concluded that things 
 were in a very, very bad Avay, because no 
 one knew what Grant was about nor what 
 he was going to do. 
 
 Misfortunes of a Cotton Speculator. 
 
 No sympathy was felt for the cotton 
 
 speculators in New Orleans, who swarmed 
 
 there during the rebellion, and Avhen one 
 
 of them was fleeced it seemed to be a mat- 
 
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 ter of rejoicing among both parties — Fed- 
 erals as well as rebs. Something of this 
 sort happened to a citizen of that city — 
 one of those neutral individuals who were 
 always on the fence, ready to jump on 
 either side which policy might dictate to 
 be for their interest for the time being. 
 He — Brown — left New Orleans, on one 
 occasion, bound for the Confederate lines, 
 with the intention of investing what 
 money he had in cotton. Just before 
 starting, he met a friend in the street, with 
 whom, after exchanging the usual com- 
 mon place remarks, be entered into the 
 followmg conversation : 
 
 "What are you up to now, Brown ? " 
 
 " Oh, I've just made a good thing ; been 
 into the Confederacy and bought out thirty 
 bales of Cotton. Bound up again to-mor- 
 row, and if nothing happens I'll bring back 
 four times that quantity." 
 
 " Be careful. Brown, or you'll get gob- 
 bled up. They'll have you in the rebel 
 army." 
 
 " Oh, no fear of that. They all know 
 me to be a good Confederate. Besides, 
 I've got British papers." 
 
 A month later the two friends met. 
 Brown looking decidedly downcast and 
 seedy. Wallace accosted him with — 
 
 "Well, Brown, how about that cotton? " 
 
 " Don't talk to me about cotton. Lost 
 everything." 
 
 "How's that? 
 
 " Well, you see, I got up to Bayou Sara 
 the same night the rebels made their raid 
 into the place. I had plenty of time to 
 escape, same as a good many others did, 
 but I thought I was all right, and so vnth 
 a friend sat down to a game of poker, 
 just to show that we didn't feel at all 
 alarmed. Presently in came some rebs, 
 and began to search us. On my partner 
 they found a lot of Confederate money, 
 and they wanted to kngw what right he 
 had in the Federal lines with Confederate 
 money ? So they just too'k it. Of course 
 I was convinced now that / Avas all right 
 
 — my money was all greenbacks. ' What 
 ai'e you doing in the Confederacy with 
 Federal money?' they asked. And they 
 took mine too ! " 
 
 " That was rough. Is that all they 
 done to you ? " 
 
 "All! No, sir; they stripped me of 
 everything, and one strapping big fellow 
 gave me such a spu-ited kick, while my 
 back was turned, as to take me off my 
 feet, accompanied with the remark all 
 round that if they ever caught me in the 
 Confederacy again with so little money, 
 they'd hang me, if they wouldn't ! " 
 
 ■Woman's Trials and Triumphs. 
 The wdfe of an officer in the army, liv- 
 ing in Williamson county, Illinois, received 
 from her husband a package containing 
 seven hundred dollars, a portion of Avhich 
 belonged to the families of soldiers living 
 in that vicinity. A few days after the 
 reception of the money there came a sick 
 soldier to the house of the officer's Avife, 
 and asked permission to remain over night. 
 The woman refused, but the soldier insist- 
 mg, she finally consented. ' Durmg the 
 night the family was aroused by the vio- 
 lent knocking of parties outside, who de- 
 manded the door to be opened, and if not 
 opened they would break it down, — that 
 the officer's wife had a lot of money and 
 they were bound to have it. The woman 
 was terrified, and giving the money to the 
 soldier inside, secreted herself and her 
 children, when the soldier exclaimed in a 
 voice loud enough to be heai-d by the vil- 
 lams outside, " I am unarmed, but if I had 
 a pistol I would fix the vUlaius." The 
 door was then bursted open, and the men, 
 disguised as negroes, entered the house. 
 Five shots were instantly fired at them, 
 killing three of the party and woundmg 
 another ; the remainder fled. The black- 
 ing having been removed from the faces 
 of the dead, they were discovered to be 
 the woman's nearest neighbors — one of 
 them her brother-in-law. 
 
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 473 
 
 An Honor to her Sex. 
 
 A lady appeared before a Federal Pro- 
 vost-Marshal in Tennessee, as an applicant 
 for pecuniary assistance. She was evi- 
 dently a lady ' to the manor born,' vv^itli a 
 chirography that would have done credit 
 to any one, and her language was entirely 
 free from that pecuharity of dialect so 
 characteristic of the region from which 
 she hailed. The case stood as follows : 
 
 Provost Marshal — You are an applicant 
 for relief? 
 
 Lady — Yes, sir. 
 
 Provost — "Where is your husband ? 
 
 Lady — He is dead, sir. 
 
 Provost — "When did he die ? 
 
 Lady— In 1859. 
 
 Provost — Have you a plantation ? 
 
 Lady — Yes; sir, four hundred acres. 
 
 Provost — Where are your slaves ? 
 
 Lady — We had but four ; one of them 
 is a decrepit, old woman, and is now with 
 me. The remainder were carried off by 
 Bragg's army, to keep them from falling 
 into the hands of the Union troops. 
 
 Provost — Were they carried away by 
 your consent? 
 
 Lady — They were not. 
 
 Pi'ovost — Have you any objection to 
 taking the oath of allegiance. 
 
 Lady — I have not ; I have always con- 
 sistently opposed secession. I did so in 
 the presence of Bragg's army, even more 
 loudly than I oppose it now. 
 
 This case shows that the chaff in that 
 section was not immixed with wheat. 
 
 Affecting' Appeal to a TTnion Commissary. 
 The distress produced in some portions 
 of Kentucky and Tennessee by the seces- 
 sion heresy almost exceeded description. 
 At Bridgeport might frequently have been 
 seen a crowd of females around the United 
 States Commissary, applicants for relief. 
 They were in many instances wretched 
 creatures. Of forty-seven females present 
 on one occasion, only thx-ee possessed any 
 money to make purchases ; the remainder 
 were all pensioners upon the bounty of the 
 
 much despised Federal Government. Of 
 course the whole thi-ong had first to apply 
 to the Provost-Marshal, and when the 
 proper hour had arrived they we-re ush- 
 ered mto his tent, one by one, to relate 
 
 Affecting Appeal to a Union Commissary. 
 
 their sufferings and the causes which had 
 brought them to distress. They were all 
 new applicants, the old ones getting sup- 
 plies at regular intervals, without the in- 
 tervention of the Provost-Marshal. The 
 first whose fortune it was to be called, on 
 this occasion, was a Mrs. Ricard. The 
 Marshal asked her — 
 
 " Ai'e you a widow ? " 
 
 " No, sir." 
 
 ""Where is your husband ? " 
 
 " With Bragg, in the Third Tennessee 
 cavalry." 
 
 " Your husband is in the rebel array ; 
 when did he join it ? " 
 
 " Two years since." 
 
 " Did he volunteer ? " 
 
 " Yes, to keep from being conscripted." 
 
 "But the rebel conscription law was 
 not then in force." , 
 
 " But they told him that it would soon 
 be, and he had better volunteer." 
 
 " Was he not a strong secessionist from 
 the start?" 
 
 "Yes; he thought you^anted to de- 
 prive us of our rights, anirtiake all our 
 slaves." 
 
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 " How many slaves did he own ? " 
 
 " None." 
 
 " Had he a plantation ? " 
 
 " No, sir." 
 
 " Wliat property had he ? " 
 
 " Nothing ; he lived by days' work." 
 
 " Why, then, was he so fearful about 
 the slaves ? " 
 
 " Because he was afraid the North would 
 put the niggers on an equality with us." 
 
 '• Your husband is in the rebel army, and 
 you ask us to supply you with bread. 
 Why do you do this ? " 
 
 Mrs. Ricard threw a^ide the fly of the 
 tent and just outside stood five small chil- 
 dren, who had but a single article of cloth- 
 ing — a light, home-spun cotton Avi-apper — 
 on each, though the A^^nd was blowing 
 chilly cold from the north. " They have 
 not had a mouthful since yesterday morn- 
 ing," said Mrs. R., "and not half enough 
 for six months." The appeal was irresist- 
 ible — the Provost-Marshal told her he 
 would administer the oath and get her 
 relief. 
 
 From a Palace to the Attic, 
 As an example of the financial inflation 
 caused by the war and a redundant cur- 
 rency, the following is not at all an ex- 
 aggeration : An ex-mayor of New York, 
 who lived in an elegant residence and in 
 sumptuous style, was visited one day by 
 two ladies, who asked permission to look 
 at his house, stating that the house next 
 door was for sale, but the occupants would 
 not allow them to vicAV it. His Honor 
 courteously informed them that the houses 
 in that block were exactly alike, and they 
 might examine his house as fully as they 
 pleased. On leaving, one of the ladies 
 said to him, " I suppose you would not sell 
 your hofise ? " " Oh, yes," said His Honor, 
 <' I'll sell anything but my wife and chil- 
 dren." That afternoon he received a note 
 from a leading real estate house, asking 
 him if he would sell his house, and at what 
 price. He offered it at thirty thousand 
 dollars. The offer Avas taken at once. 
 
 The papers were passed and the money 
 paid that night. The next day the house 
 was sold for forty thousand dollars. Two 
 or three things in this transaction made 
 His Honor a little unquiet. He offered 
 his house ten thousand dollars less than 
 his next door neighbor asked. He had to 
 abandon his comfortable and luxurious 
 home instanter. He was liierally turned 
 into the street. Somebody made ten thou- 
 sand dollars out of him. Getting a fash- 
 ionable residence at any reasonable price 
 was out of the question. Nothing re- 
 mained for him but the overcrowded Fifth 
 Avenue Hotel, where, jv^ith his family, in 
 an attic story, he was at last accounts 
 waiting for something to turn up. 
 
 Cord for Cord— Secession Currency. 
 Quite a 'good un' is told of a steamboat 
 Captain who stopped "vvith his boat at a 
 wood yard, coming down the river, and 
 who thought to try the pretended loyalty 
 of the owner of the yard by an offer of 
 Confederate m.oney, of which the boat had 
 a good supply. 
 
 " Will you take Confederate money for 
 your wood ? " shouted the Captain, to tlie 
 man on shore. 
 
 " Yes," was the laconic reply. 
 
 The boat hauled to, was made fast, 
 and a stage throAvn out, when it occurred 
 to the Captain to inquire about the rate he 
 was to pay. 
 
 " What do you ask for wood now ? " he 
 asked. 
 
 "What kind of money did you say you 
 would pay in ? ". inquired the wood vender. 
 
 " Confederate." 
 
 " Well, then, I want cord for cord I " 
 
 Present of a Turkey to Greneral Sedgwick. 
 A w^oman came into the head-quarters 
 of the Virginia army, from the country, 
 and going to General Sedgwick, who was 
 sitting en dishabille on the steps of a 
 house, inquired for the General, saying 
 she had brought him a turkey, because he 
 had sent a guard to her house to protect 
 
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 475 
 
 her property, " Won't you sell me the 
 turkey?" said the General, "I will pay 
 you well for it." " No," replied the wo- 
 man, " I have brought it for the General, 
 and no one else can have it." The discus- 
 sion was kept up some time, till finally the 
 General pointed out an officer in full uni- 
 form, saying, " There, go give it to him." 
 She immediately went and delivered the 
 turkey to the officei', who took it in amaze- 
 ment, while she gave utterance to some 
 voluble thanks. Some of the bystanders, 
 who had heard the whole matter, subse- 
 quently illumined the woman's conceptions, 
 and she came up to the General, blusliing 
 and apologizing — expressing her regrets 
 that she had given the tui'key to the wrong 
 person. The matter was rectified, very 
 much to her satisfaction. 
 
 Grant's Objection to having any Trade-Part- 
 nership. 
 
 Quite a characteristic anecdote is told 
 of General Grant, relative to his refusal 
 to engage in or authorize any movements 
 for the reopening of trade with the rebel- 
 lious States. On one occasion, especially, 
 after his protests and orders suppressing 
 such traffic, he was eagerly entreated by 
 the agents of the Treasury Department to 
 authorize some system of trade. For a 
 long time he refused, for the reason that 
 he could not successfully conduct his mili- 
 tary operations while such persons were 
 moving around him; but at last he con- 
 ceded that a certain amount of trade in 
 the recaptured districts of the South would 
 be safe, proper, and even highly useful to 
 the Union — provided it could be conducted 
 through honest, unimpeachable Union 
 hands.' He was asked to name the per- 
 sons to whom he would be Avilling to 
 intrust such traffic: 
 
 " I \yill do no such thing," was Grant's 
 reply ; " for if I did, it would appear in 
 less than a week that I was a partner of 
 every one of the persons trading under 
 my authority." 
 
 Instances of the General's unbending; 
 
 integrity might be given in sufficient num- 
 ber to fill a volume. They will be found 
 amply and admirably displayed in that 
 excellently prepared work, " Grant and 
 his Campaigns," which exceeds in thrilling 
 interest any similar works in which Napo- 
 leon or Welluigton are the central heroes. 
 
 Balance of Pow^er maintained between 
 Turkeys and Chickens. 
 
 A company of the — th cavalry of vol- 
 unteers (no matter what State,) were out 
 on a forage, with the usual orders to re- 
 spect the enemy's property. But coming 
 upon a plantation Avhere chickens and 
 turkeys were dallying in the sunshine, 
 tii-ed of pork and plaster pies, alias hard 
 tack, gave the boys leave to club over as 
 many of the " two-legged things m feath- 
 ers," as they could conveniently come at. 
 The result was that a good number were 
 dispatched, and, tied together by the legs, 
 were slung over the pommel of the saddle 
 of " Benny," an old sabreur, who had fron- 
 tlered it for yeai's, been in more Indian 
 fights than you could shake a stick at, and 
 could tell, if he wanted to, of some high- 
 old-hard times Avith those same Mdewa- 
 kantonwar, Wahpekute, Ihanktonwaimas, 
 and Minnikanyewazhipu, red-skimied 
 friends. Returning to camp, as ill luck 
 would have it, they met the Colonel of 
 their regiment riding out to a neighboring 
 camp. Just before they met him, in fact 
 when they were nearly up to him, for a 
 curve of the road had hid him from sight 
 until then, the officer in command rode by 
 
 Benny with the command : " it now, 
 
 why don't you sling those chickens the 
 other side your saddle? The Colonel 
 will see them hanging that way." " Can't 
 be done ! got fourteen turkeys there on a 
 balance ! " By remarkably good fortune 
 the Colonel did not see the chickens, so 
 they aud the turkeys were safely smug- 
 gled into camp, Benny getting the full 
 credit for ' maintaining the balance of 
 power,' when the odds were dead against 
 him. 
 
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 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OP THE EEBELLION. 
 
 Bare Trick upon a "War Correspondent. 
 
 When the Union army occupied Fred- 
 erick, in September, 1862, one or two of 
 the most enterprising correspondents of 
 the press were early on hand, and raih-oad 
 communication Avitli Bahimore being sus- 
 pended they were obliged to send their 
 despatches through to Baltimore on horse- 
 back. At that time a strong picket was 
 thrown out from Baltimore to Ellicott's 
 
 cure for him the pass requix'ed. He was 
 "very much obliged," and received the 
 following note : 
 
 H'dq'rs, Lisbon, Maryland, Sept. 13. 
 Provost Marshal, Ellicotis Mills: 
 
 The bearer represents himself as a re- 
 porter and messenger for the New York 
 From certain suspicious circum- 
 
 stances, I am strongly of the opinion that 
 
 Conference of Newspaper Correspondents. 
 
 Mills, and Eurnside's coi-ps lay on the 
 pike near Lisbon. Late one evening, 
 a reporter entered what he supposed to be 
 the Provost Marshal's office in Lisbon, and 
 addressing a gentleman in semi-military 
 costume sittuig at a table, introduced him- 
 self, stated his business, and asked for a 
 pass which would enable him to get 
 through the pickets at Ellicott's Mills after 
 the countersign was out. The reply Avas 
 that he could not obtain a*pass which would 
 take him through the pickets, but he could 
 have a note to the Pi'ovost Marshal at 
 Ellicott's Mills which would probably pro- 
 
 he is nothing but a Baltimore secessionist 
 spy. He wants a pass, and I have referred 
 him to you ; but I think it would be well 
 enough to detain him until he can satis- 
 factorily identify himself. 
 Yours, etc., 
 
 Timothy Jones, 
 Captain and Provost Marshal. 
 The correspondent went on his Avay re- 
 joicing. Upon being challenged by the 
 pickets at Ellicott's Mills, he presented his 
 lettei-, whereupon to his astonishment he 
 was forthwith taken into custody, and de- 
 tained some twenty hours befoi-e he could 
 
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 47' 
 
 satisfy the officers that a cruel " sell " had 
 
 been practiced upon him. Of course, 
 
 " Timothy Jones " loas nohody less than a 
 
 lazy correspondent who had got behind in 
 
 his duties ; and he at once improved his 
 
 chance, went up to Frederick, and got in 
 
 his account as soon as his poor competitor 
 
 whom he had practiced this sorry joke 
 
 upon. 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Hooker and the Ne-wspaper Correspondents. 
 
 General Hooker always treated every 
 
 newspaper correspondent who visited him 
 
 with great politeness, but he cared very 
 
 Maj. Gen. Joseph Hooker. 
 
 little for their opinion, and was as lenient 
 towards the journals whose language was 
 inunical to him as to those professing to 
 be his friends. The representative of a 
 radical journal once asked him why he al- 
 lowed a certam " Copperhead " journal to 
 circulate in his army. " Well, I'll see 
 about it," said Hooker. Sometime after- 
 ward, Avhen asked by the same party why 
 he did not suppress it, he replied that he 
 " had read it carefully every day for two 
 weeks, and Avas still looking for the overt 
 act which would justify him in doing it." 
 Nothing more was said about the suppres- 
 sion of newspapers by that party. 
 
 Inability to furnish Supplies to both Armies. 
 
 It was regarded as a necessity by our 
 
 men that they should throw off their 
 
 blankets and great coats, in order for them 
 
 to pass through the swampy grounds on 
 the way to Richmond. One of the most 
 noted chief commanders of the Union army 
 was singularly liberal in this respect, and 
 even the good General Steele left supplies 
 for the rebels on a still larger scale. To 
 facts of this kind is probably due the re- 
 ply attributed to General Ripley, on a re- 
 quisition for supplies being made upon him, 
 before he was displaced : " Gentlemen," 
 he said, " I must decline furnishing hoth 
 armies any more. Let Ae know xchich 
 army is to be supplied, and the depart- 
 ment wall meet, if able, or refuse, if not, 
 the requisition." 
 
 Tapping: the Telegraphic Wires. 
 
 The telegraph luie between Memphis 
 and Corinth was exceedingly important. 
 General Halleck's messages all passed over 
 it. But little of the line was guarded, for 
 the rebels refrained from cutting the wu'es ; 
 they found a better use for them. 
 
 The Memphis operators detected some- 
 thing wrong in the working of the instru- 
 ments, and surmised that some outsider 
 Avas sharing their telegraphic secrets. 
 They communicated this suspicion to the 
 superintendent at Corinth, Avho promised 
 to keep a sharp lookout. They soon after- 
 
 Telegraph Station. 
 
 wards discovered that their uninvited con- 
 fidant could talk as well as listen. The 
 transmission of a message was suddenly 
 interrupted by the ejaculation " O pshaw ! " 
 A moment after it was again bi'oken with 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 — " Plurrah for Jeff. Davis ! " Individual- 
 ity shows itself as well in telegraphing as 
 in the footstep, or in handwi-iting. Mr. 
 Hall, one of the Memphis operators, in- 
 stantly recognized the performer, not by 
 his tune, hut by his time, as a young man 
 formerly in Buffalo and other Northern 
 offices, but then employed by the Confed- 
 
 (only about 3,000,) and their exact loca- 
 tion ! 
 
 Lieutenant 
 
 i Perlumed Breath 
 
 crates. Mr. Hall surprised him by reply- 
 ing promptly — 
 
 " Ed. Saville, if you don't want to be 
 hung, you had better leave ! Our cavalry 
 is closing in on both sides of you ! " 
 
 There was a little pause, and then the 
 reply— 
 
 " How in the world did you know me ? 
 However, I've been here four days, and 
 learned all we -want to know. As this is 
 becoming rather a tight place, I think I 
 will leave. You'll see me again, when you 
 l^ast expect it. Good-bye, boys ! " 
 
 The rebel operator made good his escape. 
 He had cut the wire, inserted a piece of 
 his own, and by a pocket instrument, been 
 reading the official despatches. Some of 
 tlie utmost importance, giving the very in- 
 tbrmation most desired by the rebels, were 
 passmg, and as they were not in cipher, 
 they could easily be read. One from Gen- 
 eral Hovey, in reply to a question from 
 General Halleck, stated the precise num- 
 ber of our available men m Memphis, 
 
 Lieutenant 's Perfumed Breath. 
 
 Little Freddy H., a four-year-old, son 
 of Chaplain H., of a New York regiment 
 of volunteers, perpetrated a good thhig 
 w^hilc said regiment was at camp at Suf- 
 folk. A smart look- 
 ing Lieutenant, with 
 dashing air and per- 
 fumed hreath, came 
 into a tent where Fred- 
 dy was. The little 
 soldier scanned him 
 veiy closely, and when 
 a convenient oppoB- 
 tunily offiired itself he 
 said to the Lieuten- 
 ant, "You are a doc- 
 tor ; I hiow you are a 
 doctor." " No, my 
 little man," replied the 
 officer, '• you are mis- 
 • takenfAfs time ; I am 
 " Yes, you are a doctor 
 I know you are a 
 
 not a doctor. 
 
 too," replied Freddy ; 
 
 doctor ; for I can smell the riiedicine ! " 
 
 This was too good a thing to be kept, and 
 
 half an hour did not elapse before it had 
 
 spread tliroughout the regiment. 
 
 Sharing General Magruder's Table. 
 General Magruder always enjoyed the 
 reputation, among his men, of being a 
 b^^e officer and kind man, but filled with 
 vanity, self-conceit, and pomposity. Short- 
 ly after the war commenced he was sitting 
 one day in a restaurant in Eichmon^, en- 
 joying^oZrts, a twelve o'clock dijeuner 
 with ligld dignity, every button of his 
 splendid uniform exactly in situ, and his 
 immaculate shirt-collar adjusted at precise- 
 ly the proper angle. He had hardly tested 
 the merits of his repast when in sauntered 
 a tall, long-haired, red-shirted private of 
 the Louisiana Firsty which regiment had 
 just arrived in the city. With the utmost 
 coolness red-shu't sat himself down" in the 
 
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 479 
 
 vacant chair opposite the General, and let 
 into the good things before him with a zest 
 that plainly told of long marches and pre- 
 vious scanty rations. This was too much 
 for the aristocratic old officer. Drawing 
 himself up a la General Scott, and with 
 one of his severest frowns and the harsh- 
 est voice he could command, he exclaimed, 
 in tones of evident disgust — . 
 
 " Sir, what do you mean ? Do you 
 know at whose table you are sitting ? " 
 
 The soldier, scarcely looking up replied, 
 in the interval between a bite and a drink, 
 " I know I am dreadful hungry ; and I 
 airCt a hit 'particular who I eat with since 
 I've gone soldiering! " 
 
 All for the Whiskey. 
 In one of the battles in Mississippi, an 
 Indiana regiment was fiercely attacked by 
 a whole rebel brigade. The Indianians, 
 unable to withstand such odds, were com- 
 pelled to fall back about tliii'ty or forty 
 yards, losing — to the utter mortification of 
 officers and men — their flag, which re- 
 mained in the hands of the enemy. Sud- 
 denly a tall Irishman, a private of the 
 color company, rushed from the ranks 
 across the vacant ground, attacked the 
 squad of rebel's who had possession of the 
 conquered flag, with his musket, felled 
 several to the ground, snatched the flag 
 from them, and returned safely back to 
 liis regiment. The bold fellow was, of 
 course, immediately surrounded by his ju- 
 bilant comrades and greatly praised for 
 his gallantry, his captain appointing hin# 
 to a sergeancy on the spot ; but the hero 
 of the occasion cut every thing short by 
 the reply, "Oh, niver mind, Captin, say 
 no more about it ; I dropped me whiskey- 
 flask among the rebels and fetched that 
 back, and I thought I might just as well 
 bring the flas: alons." 
 
 G-oingr Over his Battles Agrain. 
 
 Captain McD. aivlved in New Orleans 
 
 about four hours after the battle at Baton 
 
 Rouge, and as he was a good talker, and had 
 
 30 
 
 a pretty clear idea of the battle, he was in- 
 stantly surrounded at his hotel and over- 
 whelmed with questions. The result was 
 that the Captain fought the battle over- 
 and refreshed himself with " some of the 
 same," until he got rather confused — so 
 much so, indeed, that he was often caught 
 getting the line of battle in disorder, and 
 doing other very immilitary movements. 
 Li the height of Ins excitement, Colonel 
 •, a friend of the Captain's, came in, 
 
 and the latter, determined that the former 
 should have a clear idea of the action, 
 commenced over again as follows : 
 
 '" Look here. Colonel — you see the 
 Michiganders were stationed along here ;" 
 and the Captain stuck his finger into his 
 neighbor's sherry cobbler, and with the 
 mixture, as it dro^jped off" his finger, drew 
 a short line on the top of the bar counter. 
 ".This, gentlemen," said the Captain, 
 Avarming up, " that's the Michigan-ic-gan- 
 ic Regiment, and here the Vermonters in 
 the rear of the Indi-Lidi-an-ians in the 
 centre." Hereupon, the Captain stuck his 
 finger in somebody else's glass, and drew 
 a second line with his finger. " Now, you 
 see," continued the Captain, with a very 
 self-satisfied air, " that the Twentieth 
 Maine was stationed out here ; " aud pop 
 went the Captain's finger into another 
 glass, the action resulting in the making 
 of a formidable water-line considerably in 
 advance of the other two. " Now," said 
 the Captain, by way of parenthesis, "I 
 believe if General Butler has a fair chance, 
 he can whip the Confederacy or any other 
 man." Just at this moment, one of the 
 barkeepers, a stolid old negro, whose busi- 
 ness it was to keep things neat and clean, 
 espied the three marks the Captain had 
 made on the top of the counter, and swing- 
 ing ror.nd his formidable towel the front 
 line disapjDeared in an instant. The Cap- 
 tain glanced on the darkey for a moment, 
 but most penetratingly, and then wrathful- 
 ly exclaimed, " You infernal nigger you ! 
 don't you observe you have wiped out the 
 Twentieth Maine Regiment ? " 
 
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 The Captain having so suddenly been 
 deprived of one of his most reliable regi- 
 ments, and the Michiganders at the same 
 time beginning to " dry up," he concluded 
 he would adjourn the description until a 
 more favorable season. The Captain was 
 seen the next day, and seemed to complain 
 of a severe headache — owing to the fact, 
 perhaps, that there was a hole in his mos- 
 quito-bar, and he was so bit up the night 
 previous, by the insects, that he could'nt 
 sleep. (Ahem.) 
 
 " Swamp Angel " Incident. 
 
 Colonel Serrell, of the New York En- 
 gineers, had the charge of the construction 
 of the " Swamp Angel," at Morris Island, 
 S. C, and being of an energetic constitu- 
 tion himself, and not afraid to enter 
 swamps, his surprise can be imagined 
 when one of his lieutenants, whom he had 
 ordered to take twenty men and enter that 
 swamp, said that he " could not do it — the 
 mud was too deep." Colonel Serrell or- 
 dered him to try. He did so, and the 
 Lieutenant returned Avith liis men covered 
 with mud, and said : 
 
 " Colonel, the mud is over my men's 
 heads ; I can't do it." 
 
 The Colonel insisted, and told the Lieu- 
 tenant to make a requisition for anything 
 that was necessary for the safe passage of 
 the swamp. The Lieutenant did make 
 his requisition in writing, and on the spot. 
 It was as follows : 
 
 " I want twenty men eighteen feet long 
 to cross a swamp fifteen feet deep." 
 
 The joke was a good one. It secured, 
 hoAvever, not a cubit to the stature of the 
 Lieutenant, but rather his arrest for dis- 
 respect to his superior. The battery, nev- 
 retheless, was built with the aid of wheel- 
 barrows and sand. Like Jonah's gourd, 
 
 it sprang up in a night. 
 
 . — ^ ^ — 
 
 Reporters on a " Bender." 
 Immediately after Grant's great victory 
 in the SoutliAvest, three newspaper corres- 
 pondents, who had been at the scene of 
 
 conflict, started for their respective desti- 
 nations, each seeking, of course, to come 
 out in advance of the others with the pub- 
 lic report, — one of the gentlemen being 
 connected with the press of Chicago, Illi- 
 nois, and the others with New York papers. 
 The three arrived together at Nashville, 
 Tennessee, when two of them leagued to 
 play a joke upon their associate. All of 
 them being wearied, they thought it not 
 in bad taste to I'Cgale their appetites Avith 
 some strengthening beverages. The 
 
 ubiquitous John D — , of the N. Y. , 
 
 boasted that he could drink more and not 
 get drunk than any other knight of the 
 quill in the Army of the Cumberland. 
 The Chicago man and the other New 
 Yorker closed the bet, and soon the three 
 were engaged in their bibulous labors. 
 The boaster tossed them down — the 
 ' slings ' and ' skins,' — without regard to 
 what his competitors did, and soon got 
 himself into a condition in which mere 
 terrestrial affairs and worldly vanities gave 
 him very little trouble. Business was the 
 great point with his rivals, and by a leetle 
 closer attention to that than to the bowls, 
 succeeded in keeping sober, and Avhen the 
 time to depart had arrived, off they started, 
 leaving the boozy and oblivious gentleman 
 ^n charge of the chambermaid. Up to 
 the latest date, no ' original ' report had 
 appeared in the columns of that enterpris- 
 ing reporter's paper. 
 
 Honesty on the Battlefield. 
 Lieutenant Tinkham was one among the 
 many brave men who were killed at the 
 second battle of Corinth. It appears that 
 Lieutenant Tinkham was not seriously 
 Avounded when the rebels took possession 
 of that part of the field Avhere he fell, but 
 was only shot through the leg ; and as the 
 Union boys were contesting the advance 
 of flie enemy Avith desperate bravery. 
 Lieutenant Tinkham raised himself upon 
 his elboAv to see the fighting, Avhen another 
 leaden messenger pierced his body, and he 
 fell to the ground again. Seeing that he 
 
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 soon must be numbered among the slain, 
 and that liis hfe blood Avas fast flowing 
 out, he made some sign to a passing rebel 
 — which was said to be a Masonic sign of 
 recognition — who immediately came to 
 Tiukham's side, and rendered him all the 
 assistance in his power. Just before the 
 Lieutenant expired, he handed the rebel 
 his watch and some money, with the in- 
 struction to forward it to his family the 
 first opportunity he had, — and m a few 
 moments after saying this he expired. 
 The rebel now pinned a small piece of 
 paper on Tinkham's coat, stating his name 
 and company, and left him. In this con- 
 dition he was found by his company and 
 by them buried. Time rolled on, and on 
 the fourth of Ji^, 1863, thirty-five thou- 
 sand rebels surrendered to the victorious 
 Federal army at Vicksburg, and among 
 that vast multitude was to be found Lieu- 
 tenant Tinkham's rebel friei^ — all honor 
 to him ! — eagerly searching for the Four- 
 teenth Wisconsin regiijent. This he at 
 last discovered, and, safely delivering the 
 watch and money to one of its members 
 disappeared among the throng. The ar- 
 ticles were duly received by the Lieuten- 
 ant's friends. _ "What it is to have an hon- 
 est foe 
 
 Estimate of Confederate Pi-omises-to-Pay, 
 Down South. 
 
 Lieutenant McFadden, of the Seventy- 
 ninth Indiana, was taken prisoner at Chick- 
 amauga, and, at Richmond, confined in 
 Libby pi'ison. He survived starvation 
 rations, and after his release gave an ac- 
 count of his amusing experiences, finan- 
 cially, relative to the rebellion. When cap- 
 tured he had two hmidred and sixty dol- 
 lars in greenbiicks, concealed, which he 
 hoped to be able to keep. But the rebels 
 either heard of it or suspected it, and made 
 him give it up. They assured him that if 
 he gave it up readily it should be restored 
 to him on his release, but if he refused, 
 and compelled a search, he would lose it 
 entirely, and find that things Avould not 
 
 go well with him besides. He gave it up. 
 On his release, he found in the prison 
 office the sum of one thousand eight hun- 
 dred and twenty dollars, in Confederate 
 money, ready for him, as the return of 
 his own which had been promised him. 
 He "couldn't see it." He said to the 
 Quartermaster that he would rather have 
 his own money. He was replied to that 
 Federal money was not currency in that 
 region, and he could not be allowed to 
 take it. "Why," retorted Lieutenant 
 McFadden, " I read in the Whig of this 
 city only this morning, that the Yankee 
 currency was worthless, — that the treas- 
 ury was bankrupt ; and, if it is, why may 
 I not as well have my own money, espe- 
 cially as I had rather have it ? " The offi- 
 cer replied that he wanted " no words 
 about it." "But," persisted McFadden, 
 " if my money is no currency here, it can't 
 do you any good, and if yours is worth 
 anything it will do you some good, and I 
 am willing to take my little pile instead 
 of your big one ; why not make the ex- 
 change ? " ' ' 
 
 This plain Saxon " poser " was met with 
 the assurance that if he gave any further 
 " lip " he should at once go to a cell and 
 stay there. So he took the "money." 
 The Quartermaster instructed the clerk 
 to count it. Lieutenant McF. interrupted 
 this rather unnecessary operation with the 
 remark, " I am in a great hurry, Sir, and 
 you need not wait to count it — a few hun- 
 dred dollars more or less mil make no 
 difference." This came near sending him 
 back to prison whetlier or no, but he 
 managed to avoid the peril and get out 
 to find that a hackman refused to carry 
 him to the boat, about a quarter of a mile 
 from the prison, for one hundred dollars 
 of his rebel money. This fact, as well as' 
 the more significant one that the Govern- 
 ment officials themselves gave seven dol- 
 lars of their money for one of the Federal 
 greenbacks, as the legal — or at least the 
 officially recognized — difference, shows 
 that if the Confederacy had jiot itself 
 
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 " gone under," its currency was certainly 
 about at that point. 
 
 The Newsboy and his Officer Customer. 
 At a time when the war news was 
 rather scarce, and tlie Washington news- 
 boys were slightly ' stuck ' on their mer- 
 chandise, one of them planted himself by 
 the Metropolitan Hotel entrance and shout- 
 ed, " Extra Star — Great battle in Ala- 
 bama ! " so lustily that he speedily found 
 a shoulder-strapped customer, who ran his 
 eye eagei'ly over the columns for that 
 'battle in Alabama.' He didn't find it, 
 and called out, " You little rascal, I can't 
 see any battle ! " " No," answered the 
 boy, as he widened the gap between him- 
 self and the officer, " I reckon you don't, 
 and you never will see one if you loaf 
 roimd this 'ere hotel all the time ! " 
 
 Prompt Settlement of a Claim. 
 
 — Old Lady — " Is this where Captain 
 Bragg lives ? " 
 
 Colonel Brent — " Yes, madam. Can I 
 do anything for you ? " 
 
 General Bragg (sitting near) — " Colon- 
 el ]^rent, see that the lady's claim is set- 
 tled immediately ! " 
 
 Settliug a Claim. 
 
 Old Lady—" Well, you see, Mister, I 
 lives over where the fitin' \ms,, and when 
 Captain Bragg's company skered the 
 Yankees, they ran rite peerst my house — 
 rite peerst — when up comes Captain For- 
 rest Avith his crittur company [cavalry] 
 and makes a line of fight rite through my 
 yard, and oversets my ash hopper, and 
 treads " 
 
 His Discharge Confirmed hy Heaven. 
 
 A solid shot is the most deceptive of 
 projectiles. It may seem to move lazily 
 — to be almost dead, — but, so long as it 
 moves at all, it should be allowed a wide 
 berth. Just before one of the battles in 
 the Southwest, an artilleryman received 
 his discharge for disability, but delaying, 
 for some reason, his Northward journey, 
 he was yet with his battery on the eve of 
 an engagement, — and, true to his instincts, 
 took his old place beside the horse, and 
 was just preparing to mount, when a solid 
 shot came ricocheting ^ross the field, 
 bounded up, and struck nim in the lower 
 part of the body. Crying out, " I've got 
 the first ticket, boys ! " the poor fellow 
 sank down,||ind only added, with that 
 strange dread of a little hurt a terribly 
 woimded man alvtays seems to feel, " lay 
 me down by a tree where they won't run 
 over me." They complied with his re- 
 quest, hastened into position, and saw him 
 no more. The wounded man's discharge 
 was confirmed by Heaver^ Now, that 
 fatal ball, when, having finislied its Avork 
 there, it leaped lazily on, pushed out the 
 skirt of the artillerist's coat as a hand 
 would move a curtain, without rending it ! 
 
 Style of Clearing- off a Table by General 
 Butler. 
 Every lady reader knows — or should 
 know — how to " clear off a table ; " in 
 either case. General Butler's style of do- 
 ing the thing will be found more interest- 
 ing than instructive. A newspaper report- 
 er had need one day to call upon General 
 Butler, and gave him occasion for about a 
 minute to use Avriting materials and a 
 table. General Butler ushered the re- 
 porter into his sitting-room meanwhile. 
 In the centre of the sitting-room was a 
 table piled with ncAvspapers, pamphlets 
 and books. The General for an instant 
 
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 ran his eye over its area in search of suffi- 
 cient room to lay a sheet of note paper. 
 There was none. What did Butler do 
 but tilt over the table, spill its contents 
 upon the floor, and then placidly sit down 
 and do his writing. While he did this, an 
 African nimbly removed the conglomerated 
 heap of literature. This spontaneous 
 clearing of the table by the General was 
 suggestive of the manner in which Colum- 
 bus made the egg stand upon its end, and 
 the incident alForded a clue to the Gener- 
 al's whole character. While others are 
 thinking about doing a thing, he does it. 
 The man who buys him for a fool gets a 
 shocking bad bargain. 
 
 Smugrg-lingr "the critter" into Camp. 
 The smuggling of liquors into the Union 
 camps of the Potomac army was carried 
 on very ingeniously and to a very great 
 extent. It was ascertamed — and this was 
 but one of the many cute devices resorted 
 to — that parties engaged in bringing liquid 
 offal fi'om the camps in the vicinity of Al- 
 exandria, conveyed enormous quantities 
 of liquor across the Potomac, by construct- 
 ing their tubs with false bottoms — one for 
 the liquor and one for the offal. This lit- 
 tle trick was at last exposed by a man en- 
 gaged in the legitimate part of the busi- 
 ness, the offal, — who feared that if the 
 officials should discover the guilty, that all 
 would be adjudged so, and that, in that 
 way, he would be deprived of the lucrative 
 profits which he was then reaUzing. An- 
 other mode of getting liquor to the soldiers 
 on the opposite side of the Potomac was 
 more' difficult of prevention. Large num- 
 bers of jugs, filled with villainous whisky, 
 were carried across the river in true subma- 
 rine style. Parties had a small wire, coiled 
 on a tackle, by which means they drew 
 bottles and jugs of the " critter " across, 
 realizing enormous profits in their sale. 
 
 Female Government Contractor. 
 A married lady residing in the neighbor- 
 hood of Boston — her husband holdino- a 
 
 position in the custom-house of that city — 
 was one of the largest contractors in 
 Massachusetts for furnishing supplies to 
 the army. Her contracts for clothing are 
 said to have amomited during a single yetu' 
 to half a million dollars, and the total 
 amomit of all her contracts since the com- 
 mencement of the war to its third year 
 Avas estimated as high as two millions of 
 dollars. On one of her contracts she lost 
 some money, but on the others realized 
 handsome profits. 
 
 The business of this lady having led 
 her to visit Beaufort, she there saw neg- 
 lected opportunities for speculation, which 
 she improved to even more advantage than 
 her government contracts. She established 
 two wholesale and retail stores at or near 
 Beaufort and Morehead City, then came 
 back to Boston, and contracted for the 
 materials and machinery of a steam saw 
 mill, the erection of Avhich was carried on 
 under her direction or superintendence, 
 and the mill was soon ready to saw the 
 logs which two hundred contrabands had 
 been cutting for her in the pine forests of 
 North Carolina. 
 
 This lady possessed the advantage of 
 being well educated, moving in the best 
 circles of society, and joining w'ith her ad- 
 mirable self-reliance, a sound judgment. 
 She Avill probably finally retire with an 
 ample fortune. 
 
 Beef Steak and Hot Bolls Every Momine. 
 
 Colonel Leve, of the Eleventh Ken- 
 tucky Cavalry, relates the following con- 
 versation which took place between one 
 of the Union and a rebel picket, in Teimes- 
 see, showing on wliich side the ' grub ' pre- 
 ponderated. 
 
 " Hallo there, Yank, have you got a 
 chew o' tobacco ? " 
 
 " Yeas — lay doAvn your shootin' iron 
 and I will mine, and will meet you half 
 way." 
 
 The next moment they were together, 
 in earnest conversation, sitting on the 
 ground as socially as any two friends. 
 
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 Reb. — Got anything to eat over there 
 in Knoxville? 
 
 Yank. — Anything to eat ! Yes ; more'n 
 we know what to do with. Plenty — full 
 rations for thirty days. 
 
 Reb. — Do they have sugar and coffee 
 over there ? 
 
 Yank. — Yes ; we've plenty ; but Gen- 
 eral Burnside, not knowing what may 
 happen, is issuing only half rations now. 
 Wliy, see here (putting his hand into his 
 pocket and hauling out a handful of parched 
 coffee,) you see we carry it with us. 
 
 The rebel's eyes stuck out with aston- 
 ishment. 
 
 Reb. — Have you got any cavalry over 
 there ? 
 
 Yank. — Now, friend, that is hardly a 
 fair question, but I'll answer it the best I 
 know how. I was at Corinth, Murfrees- 
 boro', and Perrysville, but I did not see as 
 many cavalry as we have in Knoxville. 
 
 Reb. — Why, you astonish me. We 
 thought you were all on quarter rations, 
 and would be starved into surrender in a 
 day or two. 
 
 Yank. — Not a bit of it ; we can stay 
 there as long as you did at Vicksburg, and 
 have good heef-steak and hot rolls every 
 morning for breakfast ! 
 
 The rebel " gave it up." 
 
 " Divide is the "Word, or You are a Dead 
 Johnny." 
 
 Amidst all the horrors of the war, many 
 instances occurred, amusing in themselves, 
 and which sometimes, under the most try- 
 ing circumstances, were provocation of 
 mirth, forming subjects for camp-stories 
 months after. Our soldiers Avould some- 
 times chase hares and jiick blackberries 
 when a shower of the leaden messengers 
 of death Avere fallmg thick and fast around 
 them. But the following, which took 
 place at Mine Run, surpasses anything of 
 its kind : 
 
 On one of those liiting cold mornings, 
 Avhile the armies of IVIeade and Lee Avere 
 starin"r fii-cbolts at each other across the 
 
 little rivulet known as Mine Run, when 
 moments appeared to be hours and hours 
 days, so near at hand seemed the deadly 
 strife, a solitary sheep leisurely walked 
 along the run on the rebel side. A rebel 
 vidette fired and killed the sheep, and, 
 dropping his gun, advanced to remove the 
 prize. In an instant he was covered by a 
 gun in the hands of a Union vidette, who 
 said — 
 
 " Divide is the word, or you are a dead 
 Johnny." 
 
 This proposition was assented to, and 
 there, between the two skirmish lines, Mr. 
 Rebel skinned the sheep, took one half and 
 moved back with it to his post, when his 
 challenger, in turn, dropping his gun, 
 crossed the run, got the other half of the 
 sheep, and again resumed the duties of his 
 post amidst the cheers of his comrades, 
 who expected to help him eat it. Of the 
 multitudes of hostile men arrayed against 
 each other on either bank of that run, 
 not one dared to violate, the truce thus 
 intuitively agreed upon by these two 
 soldiers. 
 
 A Cluster of Little Courtesies. 
 At the time of making the raid on New- 
 bern, on the first of February, Genera) 
 Pickett captured Lieutenant Kirby, of 
 Angell's battery, with two pieces of artil- 
 lery. Kirby being a great favorite, his 
 friends made up a purse and clothing, and 
 forwarded to Lieutenant K. by way of an 
 exchanged prisoner, who did not deliver 
 the money and goods, but deserted and 
 made his way back mto our lines, minus 
 tlie articles. General Pickett, hearing of 
 this transaction, felt very much mortified, 
 and indemnified Kirfcy out of his o\n\ 
 purse. General Butler, hearing of this 
 courteous act, would not allow himself to 
 be outdone, and forwarded to General 
 Pickett the amount he had furnished 
 Lieutenant Kirby. Such acts show that 
 the rebellion did not entirely crush out 
 courteous feelings or humane prompt- 
 
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 Field-Carriag'es and Millinery Dispensed 
 
 ^ With. 
 
 "While on his way to the front of the 
 Army of the Potomac, preparing for an 
 advance, General Grant met an officer 
 who had been his fellow cadet at West 
 Point. Grant was on horseback, unat- 
 tended except by his faithful orderly, care- 
 fully pursumg his inspections of his posi- 
 tion through a heavy storm of rain. The 
 officer was riding in a handsome four- 
 wheeled covered carriage, on easy elliptic 
 springs and softly cushioned seats, with an 
 elegant stud of horses and a guard of out- 
 
 will turn about and drive along with you. 
 Or, will you not get m with me. Gener- 
 al ? " " No, I'm obliged to you," replied 
 Grant, " I am in great haste to get to the 
 front, and have not a moment to lose. 
 Besides, I wish to speak with you in pri- 
 vate. Do me the favor to walk along this 
 way." The officer left his comfortable 
 seat, plunged out in the mud and rain, aixd 
 trudged on by the side of the General, he 
 all the while asking him important ques- 
 tions respectmg his department until he 
 was wet to the skin. As he turned to go 
 back to his carriage, the General quietly 
 reminded him of the influence of his ex- 
 ample on the troops, and politely intimated 
 that there would be no more field-carriages 
 supplied to officers from that day. As the 
 news of this reached the ears of the brave 
 boys in the ranks they cheered it lustily. 
 
 Field-carriages dispensed with. 
 
 riders. The meeting under such circum- 
 stances was a mutual surprise. The re- 
 cognition and salutes passed, the Lieuten- 
 ant- General with that quiet humor which 
 sometimes cropped out in his character, 
 politely asked, " May I have the pleasure 
 of your company. Sir ? " Now the officer 
 was clad in his best on this occasion. His 
 uniform Avas a pmk of perfection in its fit. 
 His straps were of the broadest and most 
 elegant pattern. His plumes were of the 
 largest and glossiest. His gloves were as 
 clean as yellow buckskin could possibly 
 be. His patent-leather army boots were 
 unsoiled by a single drop of rain or mote 
 of mud. " Certainly, General," he replied, 
 with great blandness and cordiality, "I 
 
 Johnnie and Yank at a Trade. 
 
 A mem|)er of the Second New York 
 Artillery, writing to a friend in New York, 
 enclosed a ten dollar Confederate bill, — a 
 bill printed on inferior paper, but very 
 good in its mechanical execution. The 
 letter gave the following account of the 
 manner in which the bill came into the 
 writer's possession : — 
 
 I send you a ten-dollar Confederate bill ; 
 I will not ask you to give me credit for it, 
 any more than the credit of fighting for it. 
 I was out on picket the other night, and 
 my pit wa ; quite close to the rebel line ; 
 so much so that I had a talk with a ' John- 
 nie,' directly opposite. Towards mornmg 
 we agreed not to fire at each other, and we 
 got on more friendly terms. 
 
 He asked me what I would give him 
 for a plug of tobacco ? I offered him an 
 old jack-knife, which he agreed to take. 
 He told me to bring it over. I could not 
 " see it," so I told him to come and get it. 
 At length we agreed to meet each other 
 half way. We did so, and made the ex- 
 change ; but mark his treachery ! I had 
 scarcely turned my back to return when 
 he collared me and tried to drag me into 
 
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 the rebel lines. We had quite a scuffle ; 
 at last I got the villain by the throat with 
 my left hand ; I tlien threw my right leg 
 behind him, and backed him over it. Down 
 came the Confederacy ! As he struck the 
 ground his pocket-book fell from his pock- 
 et ; also the knife I had given him. These 
 1 picked up in quick time, and ran to my 
 pit. 
 
 When ' Johnnie Reb ' got up he looked 
 daggers. He would liked to have made a 
 rush upon me, but I don't think he liked 
 the looks of my rifle pointing towards him. 
 I found nothing in the pocket-book but 
 twelve dollars, two of which I sent to my 
 mother, and ten I reserved for you. 
 
 One Man's Service to his Country. 
 At the time of the Dupont attack i\\K>n 
 Charleston, South Carolina, a telegraph 
 operator was placed in charge of an elec- 
 tric battery that was arranged by the 
 rebels so as to explode a torpqdo contain- 
 ing several thousand pomids of powder, 
 with instructions to blow up the Federal 
 Ironsides should she near the spot. During 
 the engagement the noble ship, in her ma- 
 noeuvring, seemed directly over the infer- 
 nal machine, and the officers in charge or- 
 dered the instant explosion of the torpedo. 
 The operator — who was a loyalist at heart 
 — could not by any means get the machine 
 to work. Soon an order for the fire of 
 every battery to concentrate upon the 
 Keokuk was issued to be telegraphed ; 
 again the operator could not, 'for the life 
 of him,' make the instruments work! 
 These incidents occasioned so much dis- 
 trust in the minds of the rebel- leaders 
 that the operator was soon after taken into 
 custody and imprisoned. Being released 
 a short time subsequently and sent to 
 Richmond to resume his occupation, he 
 was after a while sent to Winchester, Vir- 
 ginia, to procure some instruments. The 
 visit to Winchester afforded him the long- 
 looked-for opportunity to escape to the 
 Union lines, where he was well contented 
 to remain. He may be said to have done 
 
 as much for the Federal cause as any sin- 
 gle person in the coimtry. 
 
 Beal and Artificial "Cock-tails." 
 The Alexandria detectives managed to 
 bring to light a curious method of smug- 
 gling liquor into that city for the soldiers' 
 use. For a considerable time a certain 
 chicken coop had been observed to have 
 made frequent journeys between Alexan- 
 dria and Washington, on the ferry boats, 
 going up empty and returning well fiUed 
 with fine fat shanghais. The poultry traffic 
 had always been considered an honorable 
 one, and no explanation could easily be 
 given as to what first drew suspicion to- 
 ward the integrity of the dealer in ques- 
 tion ; but certain it is, that one of those 
 curious chaps employed in the detective 
 department took the liberty of inspecting 
 said "coop," for the pui'pose of ascertain- 
 ing the features of the latest improve- 
 ments in that species of rural structure, 
 and his labors were rewarded with the dis- 
 covery that its bottom was composed of tin, 
 in the shape of a flat shallow box ; and a 
 closer inspection revealed the important 
 item of thirty gallons of old rye, contained 
 in the aforesaid box. The ' game ' was 
 up ; the chickens — alias whi&\ky dealer — 
 was completely over-sloughed. The dodge 
 was certainly an ingenious one, and would 
 probably not have been discovered in this 
 case but for the fact of its having been 
 suggested that in a place where cock-tails 
 were so numerous there must be something 
 else at the bottom of it. Hence the dis- 
 covery of the " critter." 
 
 Three German Flank-Movements. 
 
 One of Sigel's soldiers gives the follow- 
 ing account of a foraging adventure he 
 had in Virginia : 
 
 " Veil, you zee, I goes down to dat old 
 fellow's blace dat has a beech-orchard, vere 
 ve vas stadhioned, to stheal some beeches, 
 and ven I gets to de vront gate, vat you 
 dinks I zee ? I zees dere a pig pull-dog, 
 and he looks mighty savage. So I dinks 
 
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 I frighdens him, and I zays, ' Look here, 
 IVIr. Pull-dog, stand back, I fights on dis 
 line all zummer.' But de pull-dog, he 
 don't care for dat, bo I vlanks him ! " 
 
 " How did you do that ? " 
 
 " Vy, I goes vay arount again, so de 
 pull-dog couldn't zee me, and ven I gets to 
 de back gate, vat you dinks I zee ? Vy, 
 dere I zee dat same old pull-dog ! So I 
 vlanks him again." 
 
 « How" did you do that ? " 
 
 " Vy, I goes vay arount again, so as he 
 couldn't zee me, to anoder little beech-or- 
 chard, and ven I gets dere, vat you dinks 
 I zee ? Vy, dere I see dat same old pull- 
 dog ! So I vlanks him again." 
 
 " How did you do that ? " 
 
 " Vy, I zays to dat old pull-dog, * Look 
 here, Meester Pull-dog, I vlanks you dree 
 dimes, and every dimes I find you de same 
 old pull-dog. Tarn your old beeches ! — 
 who cares for your old beeches. My 
 dime is out next months and de country 
 may go to de debil for beeches,' — so I goes 
 to my dent." 
 
 Bold Female Smugrgler and Hig-hwayman. 
 As four or five citizens of Tennessee 
 were on their way into the interior from 
 Fort Pillow, they were overtaken by a 
 gay and festive woman upon a small sorry 
 looking mule. She rode boldly up to the 
 men, presented a persuader in the shape 
 of a " Colt," and made known her inten- 
 tion of riding her mule no longer, but of 
 confiscating one of their best chargers to 
 supply its place. The demurrer was 
 Claude Duvalish and Dick Turpinish in 
 the extreme, but she failed to make her 
 victims fear and tremble. Her violence 
 was not force enough for men who had 
 faced all the dangers of siege and battle, 
 and they rode off, leaving my lady-robber 
 alone to her destruction. One of the par- 
 ty, striking into another path, returned to 
 Fort Pillow, and there reported the sin- 
 gular adventure with the woman. 
 
 Captain Posten, of the Thirteenth Ten- 
 nessee cavalry, with a squad of men, was 
 
 despatched in pursuit of the bold rider of 
 the little mule. After riding some five 
 miles she was overtaken near the house of 
 a Mr. Green, and blandly invited to visit 
 the fort — invited in such an insinuating 
 style that she could not find it in her soul 
 to refuse — that is, the pointed arguments 
 used by Captain Posten were more than 
 human logic could fancy or gamsay. The 
 bold feminine said that no two men could 
 have conquered her, but the numbers over- 
 powered her and she must succumb. She 
 then gave up her arms, and was delicately 
 treated by the officer in charge. 
 
 Upon being conducted to the fort and 
 properly examined, upon her person were 
 found orders from the rebel Colonel Hicks 
 for a list of contraband supplies, consisting 
 of gunpowder, short cavalry boots, and 
 other articles. On bemg questioned, she 
 acknowledged she was employed by the 
 rebels in obtaining goods for their comfort 
 and use, and smuggling them through the 
 lines. Her salary was one hundred dollars 
 per month, the rebels supplying the money 
 to pay for her purchases. She usually 
 transacted this business in St. Louis. On 
 the last occasion she had landed from a 
 steamboat at Randolph, and when taken 
 was on her way to the house of a rebel 
 sympathizer. 
 
 This female smuggler gave her name as 
 Mary Simpson. At Randolph she called 
 herself Mary Timms, and proved to be a 
 woman well known m the neighboring 
 country, where she had passed under sev- 
 eral aliases a year before. She was strong- 
 ly suspected of being a spy for the rebels 
 and carrying intelligence from Jackson, 
 Tennessee, to the Hatchie. "Within a few 
 months, it was found she had proposed to 
 the rebel Colonel Stewart to purchase am- 
 munition for his command. 
 
 Mary's age was set down as not far from 
 thirty years, — black hair, a bninette com- 
 plexion, and a deep, dark, penetrating eye. 
 Her intellect quick, and she was not easily 
 disconcerted ; and, as her proposed but un- 
 successful horse-trade with so many of the 
 
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 more masculine sex showed, fearless and 
 damitless as an ancient higliAvayman. She 
 belonged to the married persuasion, her 
 husband being a loyal soldier doing duty 
 for his ^country at the fort. When she de- 
 sired to see him after her arrest, he re- 
 fused, saying she had brought disgrace 
 upon him and their family by aiding the 
 enemies of their country. He only de- 
 sired that their true names might not be 
 given to the public. The woman refused 
 to tell where the goods Avere concealed, 
 orders for which she had. 
 
 Question in Infantry Practice. 
 A few miles beyond Portsmouth there 
 dwelt a sound Union woman, well known 
 for her general kindness to the often pass- 
 ing Federal troops. Her love for them 
 and the Union, indeed, seemed only 
 equalled by her hate of negroes and 
 rebels. As it happened, some colored 
 troops passed her way, on their route to 
 service. Seeing them, she came out, and 
 with a tongue which moved very easily on 
 
 Question ia Infantry Practice. 
 
 its hinges, she spoke as follows: "The 
 soldiers have been over and over this farm, 
 cavalry and infantry, these two years, and 
 I never lost a chicken yet, but as soon as 
 you darkies come I lose them all. I al- 
 ways said you would never make soldiers 
 
 because you can't shoot. There you are 
 with your foot on the tail of that rooster, 
 after shooting at him three times and 
 never hit him yet. Get out of here and 
 let that rooster be ! " Exit soldier laugh- 
 ing. That special darkey was never after- 
 ward seen cleaning or handling a gun 
 without being asked by his fellows hoAV 
 many shots it took to kill a rooster " when 
 your foot be on him tail ? " 
 
 Perils of Correspondents. 
 Bullets and shells are no respecters of 
 persons, and have been known to attack 
 the "gentlemen of the fourth estate." A 
 correspondent who was with Sherman's 
 army, was writing in a tent, when a Minie 
 bullet came whistling through the canvas, 
 pas^sing by several of General "Wood's 
 staffy Avho were sitting inside. It com- 
 pletely disturbed their reflective powers for 
 the time being. Another struck him in 
 the breast, passing through both coat and 
 vest, but he fortunately had his portfolio 
 full of paper inside, through Avhich it also 
 passed, but did him no serious injury. Mr. 
 Bearrie, of the Cincinnati Times, had his 
 portfolio shot through in his hand ; and 
 Mr. Fury, (though a mild and unoffending 
 man,) of the Cincinnati Gazette, was at 
 supper, when an unceremonious shell came 
 and took away his candle, leaving him a 
 dark subject indeed. To these enterpris- 
 ing correspondents, and their professional 
 colleagues from other cities, like A. D. 
 Richardson, Junius H. Bro\A^le, Bickham, 
 Knox, Taylor, Crounse, Colburn, Davis, 
 Carleton, Dunn Browne, and others, the 
 reading public is indebted for the most 
 faithful portraiture of life-scenes in the 
 camp, the march, and on the battlefield, 
 and their works have been eagerly sought 
 for as among the richest and most exhilar- 
 ating contributions to our war history. 
 
 John Morgan and Mr. Clay's Horses. 
 An incident is related concerning John 
 Morgan, in Kentucky, and which, whether 
 it be true or untrue, may be takerf as quite 
 
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 489 
 
 characteristic of that remarkable guerrilla 
 chieftain. After Morgan had stolen the 
 celebrated race horse " Skedaddle," Mr. 
 Clay started in pursuit with two fine ani- 
 mals, worth over five hundred dollars 
 each, and overtook the freebooter, offering 
 him both of these fine horses, together 
 with six hundred dollars in cash, if he 
 
 Gen. John Morgan. 
 
 would give up the racer to Mr. Clay, who 
 prized it for its particular uses very 
 highly. " These will answer your purpose 
 just as well," said Mr. Clay, pointing to 
 the handsome pair he had brought with 
 him, 
 
 John looked at the horses carefully, and 
 said : 
 
 " Well, Mr. Clay, they will answer my 
 purpose as well as Skedaddle ; and as I 
 
 am disposed to accommodate you " 
 
 Here Mr. Clay's countenance brightened. 
 
 " As I am disposed to accommodate 
 you, I will partly comply with your re- 
 quest ; — " 
 
 Mr. Clay was puzzled. 
 
 " I Avill partly comply with your re- 
 quest ; I'll take these two horses, but I 
 can't give you the other." 
 
 Mr. Clay was completely taken aback : 
 — but he was not allowed to get away even 
 that easy. The soldiers took the six hun- 
 dred dollars away from him, and he Avas 
 compelled to leave for home on foot with 
 his pockets empty. 
 
 Interview of a Canadian Editor with tlie 
 President. 
 
 The editor of the Free Press, publish- 
 ed m Loudon, Canada, visited Washmg- 
 ton while the war was at its height, and 
 thus describes an interview which he had 
 with the man who was sustaining so vast 
 a weight upon his shoulders at that period 
 — President Lmcoln : 
 
 The President's private room is just 
 over the reception room, and is entered 
 from a sort of square hall, about which 
 there are many waiting rooms for person# 
 vseeking audiences with the President. 
 Upon entering this room, I saw persons 
 walking to and fro in waiting. I at once 
 placed in the hands of a messenger my 
 card and letters (previously procured from 
 friends in New York and Cincinnati), to 
 deliver to the President, and, with scarce- 
 ly a moment's delay, I was ushered into 
 his presence, when he arose and stepped 
 forward in a stooping position, extended 
 his hand and shook mine kindly, but rath- 
 er loosely, as if he Avas afraid of hurting 
 it, remarking, at the same time, 
 
 " I am glad to see you, Sir ; be seated." 
 
 " I am a stranger in the capital," I re- 
 plied, " and have sought an intervicAV with 
 you, Mr. President, and have been much 
 pleased with the easy means of access." 
 
 " Yes," said the President, " this ready 
 means of access is, I may say, luider our 
 form of government, the oidy link or cox'd 
 which connects the people with the govern- 
 ing power; and, however unprofitable 
 much of it is, it must be kept up ; as, for 
 instance, a mother in a distant part, who 
 has a son in the army Avho is regularly 
 enlisted, has not served out his time, but 
 has been away as long as she thinks he 
 ought to stay, will collect together all the 
 little means she can to bring her here to 
 entreat me to grant him his discharge. 
 Of course I cannot interfere, and can only 
 see her and speak kindly to her. How 
 far is your place from Detroit, Sir ? " 
 
 " About one hundred miles east from 
 Detroit ; we have no water communica- 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 tions, but have a very nice inland city. I 
 intend remaining in Washington for a few 
 days ; all seems stir and commotion here." 
 
 " Yes, there never was anything in liis- 
 tory to equal this." 
 
 " Your position must indeed be respon- 
 sible and trying, President." 
 
 " Yes, to think of it, it is very strange 
 that I, a boy brought up in the woods, and 
 seeing, as it were, but little of the world, 
 sliould be drifted to the very apex of this 
 great event." 
 
 * "I read your pi-oclamation of this morn- 
 ing, calling for more men ; it wiU, no 
 doubt, be filled up." 
 
 « Yes, Sir, it will be filled up." 
 
 " I thank you, Mr. President, for your 
 kindness and courtesy," — I said, as I rose. 
 The President shook hands again, and 
 said — 
 
 " I am most happy to have made your 
 acquaintance." 
 
 Bicli by Shoddy Contracts. 
 
 Crossing the ferry between the cities of 
 New York and Brooklyn, might have been 
 seen, one day, a splendid equipage — pranc- 
 ing steeds, 'liveried coachman and footman, 
 and an elegant coupe. Within Avas a lady 
 dressed with uncomfortable richness. She 
 was ' fat,' not very ' fair,' and something 
 more than ' forty.' With her was an un- 
 licked cub of eight or ten years, whose fine 
 clothes seemed to be as uncomfortable for 
 him as were the gloves, tight to bursting, 
 upon his mother's hands. Through an 
 open window of the carriage he espied an 
 apple woman with her basket of fruit. 
 " Mam," cried the youthful aristocrat, " I 
 warnt n'arple ! " " Hush up ! You ain't 
 goin' to have none ! " replied the furbe- 
 lowed mamma. " But wont I though, by 
 gorry ! " said the boy ; at the same time 
 throwing himself half-way out of the win- 
 dow, and seizing the apple, which he forth- 
 with commenced upon. The gentle lady 
 fell back with an air of resignation, ex- 
 claiming, " Well, you darned critter, now 
 
 you've got it, mind you only chaw it, and 
 spit out the skin ! " The coachman and 
 footman looked mortified, and winked sly- 
 ly at the bystanders, as much as to say, 
 " Rich by shoddy contracts !" 
 
 " Aint no Business wid a Gun." 
 A good story is told of a colored man 
 employed by Captain Janney, General 
 Sherman's staff-engineer in the Army of 
 the Mississippi: Among the company 
 which was Avqrking under Captain J., at 
 Memphis, there Avas one very active, sharp, 
 industrious, and faithful fellow, who had 
 left his plantation, about twenty miles off. 
 Soon after his good qualities had attracted 
 Janney's attention, his owner, a rank rebel, 
 came, as they often did with complete as- 
 
 Aint no business wid a gun. 
 
 surance, to ask that he should be given up 
 to him. Janney assured him that the 
 country needed liis services, and it could 
 not be thought of at such a time. Some 
 Aveeks after this, the same negro came one 
 morning to Janney's tent, and said : 
 
 " There's a right good foAvUng-piece, 
 Captain, and I Avant to gib it to you." 
 " Where did you get it ? " 
 " Got 'im ob my ole massa, Sah." 
 " How is that ? What did he give you 
 his fowling-piece for ? " 
 
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 491 
 
 " Didn't gib 'im me, Sah ; I took 'im." 
 
 "When?" 
 
 " Lass night." 
 
 " Has your master been here again ? " 
 
 " No, Sah. I been down dah, to de ole 
 place, myself, lass night, and I see'd de 
 gun dah, and I tort he was a rebel, and he 
 ort'nt to be let hab a gun, and I ort to take 
 'im away: tort dat was right. Captain, 
 wasn't it ? He ain't no business wid a 
 gun, has he ? Only to shoot our team- 
 sters wid it." 
 
 " What sent you out there ? " 
 
 " Well, I went dah, Sah, fl5r to get my 
 wife an' chile dat war dah. I tried to get 
 'em nodder way, but I was cheated, and 
 had to go myself." 
 
 " What other way did you try ? " 
 
 " I'll tell you Sah. I want my wife and 
 chile ; dey was down dah on de ole plan- 
 tation. Lass Sunday when we'd got our 
 pay, I seen a white man dat libs ober dah, 
 and he tell me if I gib him my money he 
 get my wife for me. I had thirty dollars, 
 Sah, and I gib it to him, but — my wife 
 didn't come. So I went myself. My 
 wife house-servant, Sah, and I creep up 
 to de house, and look into de windah ; de 
 windah was open, and I here de ole man 
 and de ole woman dah snortn in de corner, 
 and I put my head in and dah I see de 
 gun standin' by the fi'-place, I jumped 
 right in and coch'd up de gun and turn 
 roun' and hold 'im so. Says I, ' Massa, 
 I want my wife.' * You can take hei',' 
 says he, and he didn't say anodder word 
 nor move a bit, nor Missus either. My 
 Avife she heerd me, and she come doAvn 
 wid de chile, and we just walked out ob 
 de door ; but I tort I'd take de gim. He 
 ain't no Union man, and he ortn't to had 
 a gun, Captam. You'll take it, Sah, won't 
 you ? " 
 
 " Yes, I'll turn it in for you." 
 
 red of a peculiarly Southern character. 
 Roger A. Pryor, of Virginia, ex-member 
 of Congress, was one of the second depu- 
 tation of secessionists that waited upon 
 Major Anderson, commander of the fort. 
 He was the very embodiment of Southern 
 'chivalry.' Literally dressed to kill, 
 bristling with bowie-knives and revolvers, 
 like a walking arsenal, he appeared to 
 
 Brandy at Fort Sumter. 
 During the cannonading of Fort Sum- 
 ter under Beauregard, an incident occur- 
 
 General P. G. T. Beauregard. 
 
 think himself individually capable of cap- 
 turing the fort, without any extraneous 
 assistance. Inside the fort he seemed to 
 think himself master of everthins: — 
 'monarch of all he surveyed' — and, in 
 keepmg with this pretension, seeing upon 
 the table what appeared to be a glass of 
 brandy, drank it without ceremony. Sur- 
 geon Crawford, who had witnessed the 
 feat, approached him and said : " Sir, what 
 you have drank is poison — it was the io- 
 dide of potassium — you are a dead man." 
 The representative of chivalry instantly 
 collapsed, bowie-knives, revolvers and all, 
 and passed into the hands of Surgeon 
 Crawford, who, by purgings, pumpings, 
 and pukings, defeated his own prophecy 
 in regard to Pryor's fate, and thus saved 
 to Beauregard one of his most petted and 
 redoubtable confreres. Both Beauregard 
 and Prypr went up like rockets of fire, in 
 the war of rebellion, and came down like 
 black sticks. 
 
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 " Doughnation" from the Maine Ladies. 
 
 The ladies of Augusta, Maine, set in 
 operation and carried out a novel idea, 
 namely, the distribution of over fifty 
 bushels of doughnuts to the Third volun- 
 teer regiment of that State. A procession 
 of ladies, headed by music, passed between 
 double lines of troops, who presented 
 arms, and were afterwards drawn up in 
 hollow square to receive from tender and 
 gracious hands the welcome doughnation. 
 
 Never before was seen such an aggre- 
 gate of doughnuts since the world began. 
 The circumambient air was redolent of 
 doughnuts. Every breeze sighed — dough- 
 nuts ; everybody talked of — doughnuts. 
 The display of doughnuts beggared de- 
 scription. There was the molasses dough- 
 nut and the sugar doughnut — the long 
 doughnut and the short doughnut — the 
 round doughnut and the square doughnut 
 — the rectangular doughnut and the tri- 
 angular doughnut — the single-twisted 
 doughnut and the double-twisted doughnut 
 — the ' light riz ' and the hard-kneaded 
 doughnut — the straight solid doughnut, 
 and the circular doughnut, with a hole in 
 the centre. There were, in a word, dough- 
 nuts of all imaginary kinds, qiialities and 
 dimensions. It was emphatically a feast 
 of doughnuts, if not a flow of soul. 
 
 Contraband News— an Editor before the 
 Cabinet. 
 
 The editor of the Chautauque, N. Y., 
 Democrat spent some time in Washington, 
 and wrote home letters for publication. 
 One of these was asserted to contain " con- 
 traband news," and theeditoi' — if ! his state- 
 ment may be believed — was summoned 
 before the Ca,binet to answer for the hein- 
 ous offense. Here is his account of the 
 affair : 
 
 So many weeks had slipped away since 
 my friends in Jamestown commenced 
 sending the Democrat regularly to the 
 members of the Cabinet and Gen. Mc- 
 Clellan, that the visions of a file of sold- 
 iers had departed from my imagination, 
 
 when one morning the subscriber received 
 a gilt-edged jocky-club scented note, re- 
 questing his distinguished presence, at the 
 White House at a certain hour. I had no 
 doubt that the note was from Mrs. Lin- • 
 coin, who I supposed wished to apologize 
 for the blunder that she made in my not 
 receiving her invitation to the White 
 House ball. 
 
 So giving my boots an extra blacking, 
 and my moustache an extra twist, I wend- 
 ed my way to the President's domicile. 
 After disposing of hat, cane, etc., I Avas 
 conducted into the room used for Cabinet 
 meetings, and soon found myself in the 
 presence of the President, Mesai-s. Se- 
 ward, Stanton, and Welles. Mr. Seward, 
 whom I had met at a dinner-party at Gen. 
 Risley's, in Fredonia, during the cam- 
 paign of 1860, recognized me, and at once 
 alluded to the excellence of Gen. Risley's 
 brandy, and proposed to Abe that he 
 should send over to his cellar at the State 
 Department, and get a nice article he had 
 there. I noticed three copies of the 
 Chautauque Democrat spread out on the 
 table, bearing certain initials, which for 
 the sake of avoiding personalities I will 
 not mention. I also noticed ominous black 
 lines drawn around certam passages which 
 I recognized as being part of my letter of 
 several weeks ago. They looked like Mr. 
 Benton's expunged resolutions on the Sen- 
 ate Joui'nal. 
 
 Mr. W^elles was so deeply engaged in 
 reading a fourth copy, that he did not look 
 up as I went in. It seems that the " mail- 
 ing clerks," at Jamestown, had neglected 
 to furnish the Navy Department with a 
 copy, and the Secretary Avas deeply ab- 
 sorbed in its perusal. Mr. Stanton Avas 
 busy writing his recent order, thanking 
 God and Gen. Halleck for the victory and 
 slaughter at Pittsburg Landing, and paid 
 no attention to my entrance. 
 
 Mr. Lincoln said : ' A Cabinet meeting 
 has been called at the request of General 
 McClellan, to consider your offence in writ- 
 
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 493 
 
 ing the letter conspicuously marked in the 
 Democrat before us, and which had been 
 kindly furnished several of their number 
 by certain patriotic and high-toned gentle- 
 men in Jamestown, N. Y. But they would 
 have to delay a few minutes, to await the 
 arrival of the Commodore from Yorktown, 
 with despatches from General McClellan, 
 who had telegraphed that the business 
 must not go on till his despatches arrived.' 
 
 During the interval, me, and Abe, and 
 Seward, sauntered through the rooms, 
 looking at the various objects of interest. 
 On entering the library, we found that the 
 messenger had returned from Seward's 
 cellar, with some of the Secretary's best 
 Auburn brand. The cork was dra■\^^l, 
 and we sampled the fluid. We next visit- 
 ed the ladies' parlor, and were presented 
 to " Mary," who came forward and shook 
 me cordially by the hand, and desired to 
 know " how I flourished ? " Said " she 
 never should foro;ive me for not attendinsr 
 her ball." She was greatly shocked to 
 hear that there had been a failure to con- 
 nect, about getting the card of invitation. 
 
 We were soon summoned to the council ; 
 the Commodore had arrived, bringing 
 seventeen of Gen. McClellan's staff, who 
 had been delegated by him to transmit to 
 the President his copy of the Democrat, 
 which he had received at Fortress Mon- 
 roe. On opening it, the same ominous 
 ink-marks were drawn around the passa- 
 ges intended to be brought to the especial 
 notice of the General. The staff otlicers 
 then withdrew, and the President proposed 
 to proceed to business. At this juncture 
 Mr. Welles looked up from the paper he 
 had been so busily perusing, and inquired 
 of the President — ' If he had ever heard 
 anything about the fight the Democrat 
 spoke of, between the Monitor and the 
 Merrimac, and the danger there was of 
 the latter getting out and coming up the 
 Potomac and bombarding Washington ? ' 
 JMr. Lincoln said, ' It was a fact.' The 
 Secretary seemed greatly surprised, and 
 
 said, * he must write to his brother-in-law 
 in New York, to send around a vessel to 
 Hampton Roads, to watch the Merrimac, 
 and also to send him the Weekly Post, so 
 that he could get the news.' He chose 
 the Post, because he had been m the habit, 
 aforetime, of contributing essays for its 
 columns. He also remarked that there 
 was ' much valuable and deeply interest- 
 ing news in the Democrat,' which was 
 then some four weeks old. 
 
 Mr. Stanton here proposed that the 
 contraband article should be read, as he had 
 been so busy of late, he had not read the 
 copy sent him by liis i^atriotic correspond- 
 ents at JamestoAvn. So IMi-. Seward read 
 the article through carefully. When it was 
 completed, Mr. Stanton brought his fist 
 down on the table with the energy and 
 vigor for which he is celebrated, and, says 
 
 he, ' Them's my sentiments, by .' 
 
 The Secretary, contrary to the opinion of 
 many who know him only by his short, 
 pungent, pious, pithy, patriotic and pecu- 
 liar proclaipations, profanes pretty pro- 
 fusely when excited. Durmg the reading, 
 he had been fumbling his vest pocket. 
 Says he, ' What's the price of that paper 
 per annum ? ' I informed him that it was 
 furnished to advance paying subscribers 
 at $1. He handed me a gold dollar, and 
 says he, 'Send it along.' Mr. Welles, 
 who was just then absorbed in reading 
 the account of the ' embarkation ' of the 
 army from Alexandria, looked up and said 
 ' He had thought of subscribing himself, but 
 as Mr. Stanton had done so, he would 
 have George send him the Post, and they 
 could exchange.' 
 
 The President now called for an opinion 
 from the other members of the Cabinet, 
 Mr. Stanton having voted, as I have before 
 remarked. Mr. Seward, who was in a 
 happy frame of mmd, said that, ' Perhaps 
 it was impolitic to have written just such 
 an article, as he was always opposed to 
 the expression of any decided opinions, 
 but he thouofht the editor of the Democrat 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, 
 
 knew good liquor when he smelt it, and in 
 \'iew of the fact that he hailed from Old 
 Chautauque, whose inhabitants he remem- 
 bered with pride, having once been a resi- 
 dent there, he voted that the article was 
 not contraband, but that the writer must 
 not do so again.' 
 
 Mr. Welles said, 'He did not know 
 enough about the subject under considera- 
 tion to give an opinion. He had been 
 m^ch interested in the perusal of the arti- 
 cle, and had found some useful hints in it 
 in regard to the danger to be apprehended 
 from the Merrimac, which he thought he 
 should act upon by next year — on the 
 whole, he thought the good balanced the 
 evil, and he was for calling it square.' 
 
 It was the President's turn, now, to de- 
 cide the matter. He always gets the 
 opmion of his ' constitutional advisers ' all 
 round, and then does as he has a mind to. 
 Abe turned to me with a merry t^vinkle m 
 his eye, and his lovely and expressive 
 countenance seemed more seraphic than 
 ever, and says he to me, says he, ' Your 
 
 letter on reminds me of a story 
 
 that I heard in the days of John Tyler's 
 Administration. There was an editor in 
 Rhode Island, noted for his love of fun — 
 it came to him irresistibly — and he couldn't 
 help saying just what came into his mind. 
 He was appointed postmaster by Tyler. 
 Sometime after Tyler vetoed the Bank 
 Bill and came into disrepute with the 
 Whigs, a conundi'um went the rounds of 
 the papers. It was as follows : ' Why is 
 John Tyler like an ass?' This editor 
 copied the conundrum, and could not resist 
 the temptation to answer it, which he did 
 as follows : ' Because he is an ass.' This 
 piece of fun cost him his head, but it was 
 a fact. ^ 
 
 ' On the whole,' said Abe, ' here's a dol- 
 lar ; send me your valuable paper for a 
 year, and be careful in future how you 
 disclose Government secrets that have 
 been published in the Norfolk Day Book 
 only two weeks.' 
 
 Prayer-Books and Scalping-Knives. 
 
 The following letter, j)icked up by an 
 officer of General Cox's staff, on the 
 ground from which Governor Wise's troops 
 fled, shows the affecting tone of true piety 
 that sometimes accompanies transactions 
 of a very nefarious character: 
 
 " Way up on the Hill, 
 Below Charleston four miles. 
 
 " Mat. : — I want you to put every thing 
 in the sergeant's room — every thing that 
 belongs to us. And if there is any en- 
 gagement, break my little trunk open, and 
 take out my Bible and prayer-book, and 
 those Boone County bonds, and save them 
 for me. I have not read my Bible for 
 sixteen years, but I want them saved. 
 Cook all the provender up there, and put 
 all our cooking utensils together in the 
 sergeant's room. The news is that the 
 enemy is coming up on both sides of the 
 
 river in a strong force. I am the 
 
 second company to have a shot. The 
 orders are to scalp all we get near to. 
 J. W. M. Sherry, 
 Captain of Boone Rangers." 
 
 Overtaken at Last. 
 A remarkable instance of retribution 
 was disclosed to the members of the Sev- 
 enty-ninth Highlanders, on their arrival at 
 Port Royal, in the case of an earnest 
 and most unprincipled traitor. In the 
 early part of the summer of 1861, a 
 man employed in the Washington navy 
 yard was discovered in the practice of 
 filling shells with sand instead of the 
 proper material. This man had received 
 a medical education, and on his escape 
 within the Confederate lines resumed his 
 regular profession as a physician. Singu- 
 lar to relate, when the Seventy-miith 
 landed at Port Royal, the first object Avhich 
 greeted them on entering the hospital was 
 this man seated at a table, with a splendid 
 case of surgical instruments before him, 
 his left arm resting naturally upon the m 
 table and the position of his body indica- * 
 
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 495 
 
 ting perfect ease, — but upon a closer ex- 
 amination it was discovered that the entire 
 upper portion of his head had been cut 
 away, from the crown to the back of his 
 neck, by a cannon ball. His career had 
 been one of ingenious wickedness against 
 his country and its defenders, but, in such 
 an hour as he knew not, he was overtaken 
 at last. 
 
 No Letter firom his Sweetheart for nearly a 
 Year. 
 
 The following memorandum note was 
 found in one of the camps at Island No. 
 Ten, and is a decidedly good one of its 
 kind : 
 " To any Federal Officer of Oomre Footers 
 
 Fleet on the Mississippi : 
 
 The finder of this will please hand it 
 to one of the officers and ask him if he 
 PLKASE forward it to its destination in 
 Md. I would enclose a dime or such a 
 matter to pay the postage, but upon my 
 honor I have not got a cent in the workl 
 and you will not mind 3 cts to get a letter 
 to one's mother and sweet heart Who has 
 not heard from either for nearly a year. 
 Yours in every respect except politics, 
 
 L. T. H." 
 
 This was addressed to " Miss H b, 
 
 Hyattsville, Md,," and enclosed in an en- 
 
 velope, addle 
 every one k 
 
 tve. Of course, as 
 '1 is to want "So 
 
 get a letter to one's mother and 'sweet 
 heart," the tender missive was doubtless 
 put on its due course of destination by the 
 good-hearted Union boys. 
 
 Dead liock of Two Bullets in the Air. 
 
 The story of two bullets, as related by 
 the Vicksburg correspondent of a St, 
 Louis journal, is most peculiar. He says : 
 I lately saw at the head-quarters of Colo- 
 nel Slack's brigade, two Minie bullets, 
 which had once told a history. One was 
 a rebel bullet of English manufacture, 
 smuggled over by our dear brethren in 
 Britain to shoot their dear brethren in 
 America, The other was a national ball, 
 of the Springfield rifle type. The former 
 was fired from a rifle pit at Jackson, at 
 our skirmishers. The latter was fired 
 from our line of skirmishers at the rifle 
 pit. They met midway in the air, were 
 welded by the compact, and fell harm- 
 lessly to the ground. They are now firm 
 friends, sticking each to the other closer 
 than a brother or a lover. 
 
 "Shameful Tyranny" of Butler in New 
 Orleans. 
 
 The little Count Mejan,foi*merly French 
 consul at New Orleans, once frantically 
 appealed to the Emperor Napoleon to 
 send an armed force to protect the grog- 
 shop keepers of that city from an " uncon- 
 stitutional " tax General Butler had levied 
 upon them. The Emperor was so puzzled 
 to know what his consul had to do with 
 the American constitution, and on what 
 principles he made himself the champion 
 of whiskey venders in an American city, 
 that he called the Count home to explain. 
 
 It will be seen, however, from what 
 follows, that General Butler's suppositious 
 tyranny did not stop at the mere taxing 
 of grog shops. Thus, after the expulsion 
 of the confederates and their allies, the 
 Thugs," from New Orleans, the dead walls 
 of that city were suddenly covered with 
 conspicuous bills containing the following 
 mandatory sentence : 
 
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 " Get your shirts at Moody's, 207 Canal 
 Street. " 
 
 A planter, a secessionist, went to town 
 some months after Butler had taken the 
 reins in his hands, and marvelled much at 
 the cleanliness and good order he found 
 prevailing ; also, he was surprised at this 
 notice which stared him everywhere in 
 the face. 
 
 " Get your shirts at Moody's " — said he 
 to an acquaintance he met in the street ; 
 "what does this mean? I see it every- 
 where posted up. What does it mean ?, " 
 
 " Oh," was the reply, " that is another 
 of the outrageous acts of that fellow But- 
 ler. This is one of the ' orders,' of which 
 you hear so much. Don't you see he 
 has ordered us to get our shirts at Moody's, 
 and we have to do so ? It is, of course, 
 suspected that he is the silent partner in 
 that concern, and pockets the profits." 
 
 The poor planter listened to this expla- 
 nation with eyes and mouth open, and, 
 casting one more thoughtful glance at a 
 bill of the kind which stai'ed from the Avail 
 near which he then stood, replied impa- 
 tiently : 
 
 " I don't need any shirts just now, and 
 it's a great piece of tyranny ; but this 
 Butler enforces his orders so savagely, 
 that it is better for me to give in at once." 
 
 He accordingly went to " Moody's," and 
 purchased half a dozen shirts — on com- 
 pulsion ! 
 
 « 
 
 Georgia Girls and Federal Lieutenants. 
 
 While Sherman's army was marching 
 through Georgia, the soldiers learned how 
 to rob beehives without the penalty of 
 being stung. The plan was to rapidly 
 approach a hive, take it up suddenly, and, 
 hoisting it upon the shoulder, Avith the 
 open end behind, run like lightning. The 
 bees hustled out, and flew back to the 
 place where the hive stood. The honey 
 belonged to the soldier who thus won it. 
 One day a cavalry Lieutenant, with his 
 squad, rode up to a plantation house, and 
 were pretty crabbedly received by the 
 
 girls of the house, Avho desired to know 
 " Why in thunder you'uns can't let Ave'uns 
 be .'' " and hoped the devil would get the 
 Yanks. The Lieutenant was not very 
 well pleased with the reception, and seeing 
 some tempting looking hives of honey in 
 the yard, he ordered one of his men to 
 hoist one up to him. The hive was 
 handed up in a jiffy, and the Lieutenant, 
 bidding the gals good-bye, started off with 
 the hive on his shoulder. But this time, 
 alas ! the bees came out the strong way, 
 and swarmed upon the Lieutenant and his 
 horse, compelling the former to drop the 
 hive, sans ceremony, while the taunting 
 Georgian girls on the porch clapped their 
 dainty, tiny hands, stamped their little feet, 
 and screamed "goody! goody! ! goody ! ! !" 
 until they cried for joy. 
 
 TJnconsciously a Hero. 
 
 The statement made m the newspapers, 
 tha* General Hooker desired to appoint 
 George W. Smalley, of the New York 
 Tribune, on 'his staff, as an acknowledg- 
 ment of the great merit of his report of 
 the battle of Antietam, led to ijie publica- 
 tion of the following interesting interview 
 between General Hooker and the editor 
 of Wilkes' Spirit of the Times. Mr. 
 Wilkes says : — 
 
 The General was laid up with his 
 wound, but, on the occasion referred to, he 
 was. well enough to be bolstered up in a 
 chair, and was engaged in Avriting a letter. 
 Our conversation soon turned to the bat- 
 tle of Antietam, when he referred, Avith 
 considerable enthusiasm, to Avhat he char- 
 acterized as the Avonderful account of the 
 battle given by the reporter of the Tri- 
 bune. " It was," said he, " a perfect re- 
 production of the scene and all its inci- 
 dents ; and it is a marvel to me how you 
 writers can perform such tasks." I asked 
 the General if he knew who the reporter 
 of the Tribune Avas. He replied : 
 
 '^" I saw him firsteupon the battle field. 
 I first noticed him when we were in the 
 hottest portion of the fi? ht, early in the 
 
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 morning. My attention was then attract- 
 ed to a civilian, who sat upon his horse, 
 in advance of my whole staff; and though 
 he was in the hottest of the fire, and the 
 shot and shell were striking and spatter- 
 ing around us like so much hail, he sat 
 gazing on the strife as steady and as un- 
 disturbed as if he were in a quiet theatre, 
 looking at a scene upon the stage. In all 
 the experience which I have had of Avar, 
 I never saw the most experienced and 
 veteran soldier exhibit more tranquil for- 
 titude and unshaken valor than were ex- 
 hibited by that young man, I was con- 
 cerned at the needless risk which he in- 
 vited, and told one of my aids to order 
 him in our rear. Presently, all my aids 
 had left me, on one service and another ; 
 whereupon turning to ^ve an order, I 
 found no one but this young stranger by 
 my side. I then asked him if he would 
 oblige me by bearing a dispatch to General 
 McClellan, and by acting as my aid, until 
 some of my staff should come up. He 
 rode off with alacrity, through a most ex- 
 posed position, returned with the answer, 
 and served me as an aid through the re- 
 mainder of the fight, till I was carried 
 from the ground." 
 
 "And liis name, General ? " 
 
 " He was a young man, recently from 
 college, named George W. Smalley, and I 
 am writing to him now." 
 
 Those who know the noble nature of 
 General Hooker, will therefore wonder 
 but little that one of his first acts, when 
 placed in chief command of the army of 
 the Potomac, was to ask to have George 
 W. Smalley placed upon his staff. 
 
 Mary Birkitt and her Two Million Percus- 
 sion Caps. 
 
 Searching for contraband articles among 
 
 the passengers' baggage at the Relay 
 
 House, Maiyland, was at one time quite a 
 
 brisk and busy occupation for the Federal 
 
 officers. As the train bound for Harper's 
 
 Ferry came rounding the curve, the guard 
 
 was drawn up on each side of the track. 
 
 Soon as the train stopped, a soldier stepped 
 on each platform of every car, to see that 
 no one got off or on. The one whose 
 business it was to " develop " any contra- 
 band articles or persons, commenced his 
 labors by entering the forward passenger 
 car. He then asked each person to open 
 their ' traps,' and passed his hand as care- 
 fully as practicable through the bundles 
 of varieties with which human beings fill 
 their traveling apparatus. 
 
 On one of these rounds, the searcher 
 came across a common-looking, red, wood- 
 en trunk. It was marked : Mary Birkitt, 
 Wheeling, Virginia. There was nothing 
 suspicious about it. It looked in keeping 
 with some village aunt, Avho had fore- 
 sworn the company of the coarser sex, and 
 had just returned from a visit to some re- 
 latives who had lately thrown themselves 
 away by swearing, in presence of a par- 
 son, to keep house, neatly and economi- 
 cally, for some one of those worthless 
 creatures called men. 
 
 Well, the searcher called, out for Mary 
 to come and display her dry goods, but no 
 Mary was to be found. He caUed again, 
 but with the same result. The conductor 
 was questioned, but he knew nothing about 
 the matter. The thing looked all right 
 enough, but it wouldn't do to let even 
 Mary Birkitt's trunk go out without know- 
 ing what Avas in it. So, having sounded 
 another call for the presumed spinster to 
 make her appearajice, the searcher called 
 for a hammer and chisel, and opened the 
 thing. Nothing alarming presented itself. 
 On the top was a very Avhite, and nicely 
 done-up pair of sleeves. Then came a 
 chemisette, and then a dress, and then — 
 two millions of percussion caps ! Ah, 
 Mary, that was a sorry dodge. No won- 
 der she didn't answer when her name was 
 called by that officious Paul Pry. The 
 trunk was confiscated. 
 
 Silk Petticoats.— Southern Fashion. 
 There was a petticoat exhibited at 
 Washington, taken from a feminine seces- 
 
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 sionist, the weight of the garment being 
 some fifty pounds avoirdupois. The gar- 
 ment was apparently a quihed one, but in- 
 stead of the usual filling, it was thickly 
 wadded with the finest quality of sewing 
 silk of assorted colors, the skems being 
 carefully arranged in layers. It was also 
 provided with straps by which the weight 
 might be supported by the shoulders. 
 Sewing silk was one of the articles most 
 needed, next to quinine, in the South; 
 and this was not the only attempt at smug- 
 gling the article by women — ingenious and 
 apparently secure, though il appeared — 
 which the shrewd Government detectives 
 brought to light. 
 
 Pay Day in the Future. 
 
 At the breaking out of the rebellion, 
 John Overton was one of the wealthiest 
 men in Temiessee. His plantation, seven 
 miles south of Nashville, embraced several 
 thousand acres of land, with buildings and 
 improvements exhibiting the finest taste. 
 Although the whole family were known 
 to be violent secessionists, the first blast 
 of war swept by without injury to them. 
 Their crops were untouched, their groves 
 and lawns were unscathed, and, while 
 others felt the iron hand of wai', theirs 
 was still the abode of luxury and plenty. 
 The plantation was left nominally in the 
 hands of Mrs. Overton, her husband and 
 sons being in the rebel army. This, how- 
 ever, did not prevent her asking and ob- 
 taining unlimited protection from the Fed- 
 eral authorities. 
 
 Soon after General Negley assumed 
 command of Nashville, information was 
 received that a large amount of rebel 
 stores, consisting of horse shoe iron and 
 nails, was concealed at this place ; and a 
 detachment of the Eleventh Michigan 
 infantry, under command of Captain Hood, 
 was sent to seize the goods. Arriving at 
 the house, situated in a beautiful grove at 
 some distance from the road, the Captain 
 halted his men outside of the door-yard, 
 caused them to order arms and remain m 
 
 place, and announced himself at the door. 
 The summons was answered by a lady, 
 when the folloAving colloquy ensued : — 
 
 '■ Is ]VIr. Overton at home, madam ? " 
 
 "No, sir; he is with the Confederate 
 army," was the answer of the lady. 
 
 " I presume he is a rebel, then." 
 
 " Yes sir ; he is a rebel all over." 
 
 " Well, madam, I wish to see some per- 
 son who is in charge of the place. I am 
 ordered to search for articles contraband 
 of Avar." 
 
 " I am Mrs. Overton. You can search 
 the place if you wish ; but you will not 
 find anything contraband of war. I Avish, 
 however, you would keep the soldiers away 
 from the house." 
 
 The Captain assured he^ that no depre- 
 dations would be committed by the sol- 
 diers, ' Avho were still standing at their 
 arms, and added, — 
 
 " I will commence by searching , under 
 the floor of the meat-house." 
 
 The lady opened her eyes with aston- 
 ishment. Recovering herself she replied, 
 
 " There is no use of having any Avords 
 about it. You Avill find some horse-shoes 
 there." 
 
 And they were found. About two tons 
 of valuable iron was unearthed and turned 
 over to the government. 
 
 In the fall of 1862, Rosecrans' victori- 
 ous army relieved Nashville, and remained 
 a few days in the city. Early in Decem- 
 ber' a genei'al advance was made, and the 
 left Aving of the army encamped on the 
 Overton place, and it Avas then known as 
 Camp Hamilton. The camp fires of the 
 Union army were lighted on every part 
 of the faim, and the rights of private 
 property, in disloyal hands, gaA'e way to 
 the stern necessities of war. Grove and 
 Avoodland resounded Avith the sturdy 
 strokes of the axeman, and disappeared. 
 Fences Avere destroyed, and the crops and 
 stock AA'ere taken for the necessary use of 
 the army, and receipts giA-en, to be paid 
 Avhen the OAA^ner slioidd " establish his loy- 
 alty," — a long time ahead, certainly. 
 
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 Horse Incidents at BvlH Bun. 
 At the battle of Bull Run, one of the 
 guns of the celebrated Sherman Battery 
 was rescued from capture by the Confed- 
 erates, and brought off the field by two 
 horses that had been shot through by Mmie 
 balls. When the order " forward " Avas 
 given, they resolutely straightened out, 
 and actually brought off the gun. At the 
 commencement of the battle, Lieutenant 
 Hasbrouck, of the West Point Battery, 
 was riding a little sorrel horse. In a short 
 time he was shot three times, and from 
 loss of blood became too Aveak for further 
 service. He was stripped of bridle and 
 saddle, and turned loose, as his owner sup- 
 posed, to die. In the heat of the contest 
 nothinof more was thought of the little 
 sorrel, nor was he seen again until the 
 remnant of the battery was far toward 
 Washington on the retreat. It paused at 
 Centreville, and while resting there. Lieu- 
 tenant Hasbrouck was delighted to be 
 jouied by his faithful horse, which, by a 
 strong instinct, had obeyed the bugle call 
 to retreat, and had found his true position 
 with the battery, which was more than the 
 most of the human mass engaged on that 
 field could boast of doing. He went safely 
 into Washington, recovered from his 
 Avounds, and Avas soon ready for another 
 fight. 
 
 had failed in, to Avit, — an explosion. The 
 tent Avas blown to pieces, and some of the 
 men a little hurt and greatly astonished, 
 though, strange to say, no one was maimed 
 by the mishap. 
 
 In Bed with a SheU: Lively Times. 
 It is stated that a soldier of a Missis- 
 sippi regiment, at Pensacola, serving in 
 the Confederate army, Avent to his tent 
 and blankets one day to fight through an 
 ague if possible. A bottle of hot water 
 to his feet — a good domestic application, 
 in such circumstances, — not being conven- 
 ient, some of his comrades went out and 
 picked up one of the numerous shells 
 Avhich had been sent over to them during 
 the bombardment, heated it at the fire, 
 and put it to bed Avith the sick man's feet. 
 Unhappily, the shell had lost its cap, but 
 had not exploded. The heat of the camp- 
 fire accomplished what Federal pyrotechny 
 
 Parting- and Singnilar Meeting of Two War 
 Correspondents. 
 
 As an evidence of the rapidity of move- 
 ment and great military strategy of Gen- 
 erals Sherman and Thomas in their splen- 
 did winter campaign of 18G4 — as Avell as 
 illustrating the enterprise of the newspa- 
 per press of NcAv York — the folloAving 
 facts are of peculiar interest. 
 
 On the 11th of November tAvo of the 
 Herald correspondents shook hands to- 
 gether in the city of Atlanta, Ga., Avon- 
 dering Avhere and under what circumstan- 
 ces they Avould again meet. One accompa- 
 nied Sherman on his grand march from 
 Atlanta to Savannah, the other Avas Avith 
 Thomas in his great career of triumphs 
 in Tennessee : one South, the other North. 
 
 The one who went with Sherman par- 
 ticipated in all the prominent events Avhich 
 marked that magnificent undertaking. He 
 was present at the taking of towns, the 
 sacking of treacherous villages, in fights 
 with rebel guerrillas and cavalry, at the 
 capture of thousands of prisoners, negroes, 
 horses, mules, forage, and witnessed the 
 devastation which was spread through 
 forty counties of the richest State Avithin 
 the Southern borders, on a line averaging 
 sixty miles in width and three himdred 
 in length, all the Avhile living on the fat 
 of the land. He was present at the 
 assault and capture of Fort McAllister 
 on the 14th of December, only a little 
 over four weeks from the time of Sher- 
 man's departure from Atlanta, and the 
 date of his junction with General Foster 
 on the seaboard. This representative of 
 the Herald left Hilton Head on the 18th 
 of December, and arrived in New York 
 city on the 21st, Avith a full budget of 
 stin-ing intelligence, obtained by all the 
 various devices and ingenuity which the 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION. 
 
 skilled reporters of the Herald, Tribune, 
 Times, World, etc., know so well bow to 
 put into requisition. 
 
 The cori'espondent who accompanied 
 General Thomas participated in the first 
 fight with Hood at Franklin, on the 30th 
 of November, retired with the Union troops 
 to Nashville, underwent the brief siege 
 which Hood was crazy enough to lay be- 
 fore that city, advanced when Thomas 
 again advanced, and when that peerless 
 chieftain fell with such terrific force upon 
 the Confederate lines the Herald war cor- 
 respondent was in the melee. In the bat- 
 
 Signaling. 
 
 tie of Harpeth, on the 18th of December, 
 the precise date Avlien the Sherman corres- 
 respondent left Hilton Head, the corres- 
 pondent witli Thomas was taking notes 
 of the unexampled rout of Hood's forces, 
 horse, foot and artillery ; and subsequently 
 taking the Louisville cars, made his con- 
 nections tlirough, and reached the Herald 
 office Dec. 21st, almost at the same mo- 
 ment in the morning that his confrere at 
 Atlanta also entered the building. Of 
 course they shooTt hands again, and con- 
 gratulated each other upon their fortunate 
 escape from the many jjerils they had en- 
 countered in different parts of the country 
 while upon similar errands. The names of 
 Conyngham and Knox will long be memo- 
 rable as war correspondents and historians. 
 
 "Nellie," the Brave Battle Horse. 
 Among ' cavalry people,' in war times, 
 
 the horse is second in interest only to the 
 man himself. In fact, 'horse and rider' 
 are usually spoken of as one and the same 
 person. Every good cavalry man takes cai'e 
 of his horse, provided he has a good one. 
 And when he secures said kind of animal, 
 the attachment the brave trooper will fonn 
 for his horse is almost romantic. As gal- 
 lant a charger of this sort as ever snuffed 
 powder, was OAvned by a Federal cavalry 
 officer, and mounted upon Avhich he was 
 some scores of times under fii'e. 
 
 ' Nellie,' (the name of the fine animal) 
 was bom and raited until she Avas six years 
 old, in Athens county, Ohio, and AA^as then 
 sold to the Union officer, on account of 
 her fondness for her neiglibors' pastures 
 and grain-fields, and her total disregard 
 for fences, Avhether rail, picket or hedge. 
 She was taken into the cavalry service in 
 1862, but could not be rode in line on 
 account of her high spirit. By reason of 
 her being a ' hard rider ' — that is trotting, 
 prancing, and going sideAVays all the time, 
 making it decidedly uncomfortable for the 
 rider, she was not used — till John Mor- 
 gan's first raid through Kentucky, Indiana 
 and Ohio, in 1863. Her OAA'ner rode her 
 six days on that raid, and Avas completely 
 Avorn out by her restlessness and fretting. 
 He then put a black boy on her, who rode 
 her during the remainder of that great 
 raid, — riding her twenty-seven days and 
 most of the nights, from Somerset, Ky., 
 to Buffington Island, Ohio, following the 
 trail of Morgan Avith General Hobson, 
 and thence back to Stanford, Ky., in all a 
 distance of almost a thousand miles. 
 
 After restuig only the brief period of 
 tAvo days at Stanford, her OAvner rode her 
 with General Bumside's advance across 
 the mountains into East Tennessee, and 
 rode her every day during that campaign, 
 lasting from August, 1863, to April, 1864, 
 and in every engagement AA'hich his com- 
 mand Avas in. During one of these en- 
 gagements, her OAvner, Avhile riding her, 
 I'an into an ambush of the enemy's, and a 
 part of the bridle-bit Avas shot from her 
 
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 501 
 
 mouth, leaving the rider only one rein ; 
 pulling too hard on that, her head was so 
 suddenly turned, that she fell "vvith him, 
 and the rider was made prisoner. Spring- 
 ing up she escaped and swam the Tennes- 
 see river, and rejoined the cavalry with 
 
 Nellie, the brave Battle Horse. 
 
 the Federal troops. By good fortune her 
 owner also escaped, and came in a few 
 days after. Three times did she cross the 
 Cumberland Mountains, where forage had 
 to be packed on mules for a distance of 
 one hundred miles, and three times did 
 she make the march from Tennessee 
 Valley to the Blue Grass region of Ken- 
 tucky. • • 
 In the memorable engagement at Cyn- 
 thiana, Ky., June 12th, 1864, with the 
 Confederates under John Morgan, her 
 owner rode her in a cavalry charge upon 
 the rebel retreating column. She leaped 
 a stone wall with him and carried him so 
 close to the rebels that the blood from the 
 wound of a rebel, shot by her rider, 
 splashed over her face and ears. On the 
 subsequent march from the Blue Grass 
 region of Kentucky, to join the army near 
 Atlanta, a distance of over four hundred 
 miles, she had no rider, and was neither 
 bridled nor haltered during the whole 
 march, lasting twenty-four days, keeping 
 her place in the march during the day, 
 
 and staying close in camp at night. She 
 never made a false step of her own fault, 
 even on the worst of mountain roads and 
 in the darkest nights. She also knew the 
 whistle of a bullet or the shriek of a shell, 
 and the direction of their flight, almost 
 as well as her owner did. 
 
 Logic of Sugar and Coffee. 
 
 John Morgan, after escaping from the 
 Ohio penitentiary, and while on his way, 
 stealthily, to his former field of exploits, 
 came in almost personal contact with a 
 Union picket. His first impulse was to 
 kill the picket, but finding him asleep, he 
 determined to let him sleep on. He made 
 his way to the house of a Union man 
 he knew lived there, and went up and 
 passed himself off as Captam Quarter- 
 master of Hunt's regiment, who Avas on 
 his way to Athens, Tennessee, to procure 
 supplies of sugar and coffee for the Union 
 men of the country. The lady, who ap- 
 peared to be asleep while this interview 
 was taking place with her husband, at the 
 mention of sugar and coffee, jumped out 
 of bed in her night clothes, and said : 
 
 " Thank God for that, for we ain't seen 
 any rale coffee up here for God knows 
 how long ! " 
 
 She was so delighted at the prospect 
 that she made up a fire and cooked them 
 a good supper. Supper being over, the 
 General remarked that he understood 
 some rebels had " tried to cross the river 
 this afternoon." 
 
 " Yes," said the woman, " but our men 
 killed some on um, and driv the rest 
 back't." 
 
 " Now," says the General, " I know 
 that, but didn't some of them get over ? " 
 
 " Yes," was her reply, " but they are on 
 the mountain, and can't get down without 
 being killed, as every road is stopped up." 
 
 " It is very important for me," said 
 Morgan, " to get to Athens by to-morrow 
 night, or I may lose that sugar and coflfee, 
 and am afraid to go down any of those 
 roads for fear my own meii will kiU me." 
 
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 The fear of losing that sugar and coffee 
 brought her again to an accommodating 
 mood, and she i-eplied — ' 
 
 " Why, Paul, kan't you show the Cap- 
 tain through our farm, that road down by 
 the field?" 
 
 " Of course, Paul, you can do it," said 
 the General, " and as the night is very 
 cold, I will give you ten dollars, in gold, 
 to help you along." 
 
 The gold, now added to the prospect of 
 sugar and coffee, was too much for any 
 poor man's nerves, and he yielded; so, 
 getting on a horse, he took Morgan seven 
 miles to the big road. The good woman, 
 however, waited in vain for her sugar and 
 "rale coffee." 
 
 Conundrums at the Wrong- Time. 
 
 Army teamsters have always been pro- 
 verbial for the scientific volubility of their 
 swearing. Modern times have not altered 
 this fact. A teamster with the Cumber- 
 land army got stuck in the mud, and he 
 let fly a stream of black and blue oaths 
 that would have astonished " our array in 
 Flanders," even. A Chaplain, passing at 
 the time, was greatly shocked to hear such 
 solid balls of nouns substantive whizzing 
 around. 
 
 " My friend," said he to the teamster, in 
 plaintive accent, " do you know Avho died 
 for sinners ? " 
 
 " D — your conundrums ! Don't you 
 see I'm stuck in the mud ? " 
 
 The worthy Chaplain here became so 
 confused, that he tried thirteen times in 
 liis mind to make joiner's work of the 
 question and answer, but was obliged, like 
 Dogberry, to " give it up." 
 
 " Strictly Confidential." 
 Colonel B., of the Eighteenth Wiscon- 
 sin regiment of volunteers, was, withal, a 
 lawyer and politician, and, like many law- 
 yers, wrote a very poor hand, so that it 
 was almost impossible for a person not ac- 
 quainted with it to read it. Once upon a 
 lime this made bad work all I'ound. The 
 
 Colonel, it seems, wrote to a political chum 
 at Appleton, in which some important 
 plans for an approaching campaign were 
 divulged ; but said Appleton friend was 
 unable to read the letter. Finally, after 
 showing it around to all the leading per- 
 sonages of the place, and getting all the 
 aid he could, he was enabled to make out 
 all the contents of the letter but one line 
 at the bottom. A few days after receiving 
 the Colonel's letter, he was visited by the 
 Colonel himself, at Appleton, and after 
 exchanging the usual salutations, and 
 while surrounded by a bevy of jolly ac- 
 quamtances, the Appleton friend remarked 
 to the Colonel that he had received the 
 letter., and with the aid of the good folks 
 of Appleton, all of whom had read it and 
 some of them several times, he could read 
 it all but the last line ; and jDroducing the 
 letter, remarked to the Colonel that not 
 one of the many to whom he had shown 
 the letter could make out that. " Why ! " 
 said the Colonel, " that is ' Strictly con- 
 fidential.'" The Appleton chum stood 
 treat. 
 
 "Old Sortie," the Rebel O-eneral. 
 
 There was a jolly old Captain in the 
 Eighteenth Missouri regiment of mounted 
 infantiy. He was everything good and 
 efficient as an officer, a friend, and a gen- 
 tleman ; but he never deemed a close 
 study of the dictionary as essential to get- 
 ting a living or subduing a Southern re- 
 bellion. One hot day, the Captain, float- 
 ing around, sat down under the arbor in 
 front of a fellow officer's tent, and, pick- 
 ing up a late paper, commenced to read 
 aloud the heading of the telegraphic col- 
 umn as follows : 
 
 "Repulse — of — a — sortie — at — Charles- 
 ton." Says he, after musing a moment : 
 
 "Sortie? Sortie? A. Sortie^ Cap, 
 have the rebels any General by the name 
 of A. Sortie ? " 
 
 " Certauily, I've heard of old Sortie 
 frequently." 
 
 " Well, I guess I have," said the Cap- 
 
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 503 
 
 tain, " come to think now ; I've hcarn of 
 his being repulsed very often." 
 
 Chickamaug'a and Chattanooga. 
 The name ' Chickamauga,' in the Cher- 
 okee tongue, means " stagnant water," or 
 still water, so named because of the ap- 
 parent stillness or stagnancy of the water 
 in that river. ' Chattanooga' is the Chero- 
 kee for hawk's nest or eaglfe's nest. The 
 town was originally the head-quarters of 
 John Ross, the Cherokee chief. It received 
 
 ~ Indian Mound, Chattanooga. 
 
 its name from its location, being surround- 
 ed on all sides by mountains, the poetic 
 vision of the red man seeing in it an exact 
 resemblance to a hawk's nest — albeit. 
 General Bragg's definition of it Avould 
 probably be " hornet's nest." 
 
 Letter to Eight Young: Ladies from a Soldier. 
 The following curious epistle explains 
 itself. Its publication first appeared in 
 one of the daily papers of Chicago, Illi- 
 nois, — the Tribune. 
 
 Memphis, Tenn., July 28, 1864. 
 " To Eight Young Ladies, residing in 
 Illinois, Indiana and Michigan : 
 
 Ladies, permit me to address a few lines 
 to you through the Tribune, in regard to 
 ' correspondence ' with soldiers and officers 
 serving in the army of our country. We, 
 the officers and soldiers of the army, need 
 and deserve the sympathy and counsel of 
 our mothers, wives, sisters and lady ac- 
 quaintances, firom the dear homes we have 
 left behind. From these, letters are al- 
 ways acceptable, are read with a deep in- 
 terest, and there is always a deep feeling 
 of respect for the writers and the dear old 
 homes whence they come. There is no 
 levity or expression of vulgar thought, or 
 lewd allusions to the writers of them — 
 holy home thoughts of the dear ones we 
 love so well ; and often have I seen the 
 bronzed face of the veteran, as well as the 
 fair cheeks of the young recruit, flushed 
 with manly pride, or over them flowing 
 tears that spoke louder than words of true 
 hearts and brave men. Not so when your 
 cold, insipid and stale letters are received. 
 There is generally a shout of derision from 
 many voices as your carefully written non- 
 sense is retailed out to a corporal, ser- 
 geant, private, or may-be a negro ser- 
 vant ; and could you hear the vulgar wit 
 and coarse expressions over your letters, 
 and at your expense, I think, ladies, you 
 would answer no more " Wanted, cori-es- 
 pondence for mutual cultivation." I tnist, 
 ladies, that this article may be of service 
 to you, inasmuch as it will urge you to 
 write only to those whom you know ; and 
 you may put it down for a fact that any 
 soldier or officer advertising for lady cor- 
 respondence, does so for no houoi'able or 
 noble purpose. Ninety-nine out of every 
 hundred letters received by officers or 
 soldiers are treated with contempt and de- 
 rision. Thus you see that your tender 
 effusions, gushing out flowery and senti- 
 mental platitudes, are used to your disad- 
 vantage and injury. In many cases the 
 officer or soldier takes pains to ascertain 
 your true name, and then your letters not 
 only reflect to your disadvantage, but 
 bring disgrace to your friends. I know 
 
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 of one young lady \vlio is the laughing, 
 stock of a whole regimsnt, and many of 
 them are or were friends and neighbors of 
 hers not two years ago. Her fair name 
 and character are blighted, and one who 
 has counted on her being something more 
 than a friend to him in the futui'e has cast 
 her aside, and her letters of truth to him 
 are unanswered, or returned unopened. 
 Ladies, good-bye. Learn from this to do 
 better. Write to your known and tried 
 soldier friends and relatives, and none 
 other. 
 
 I am, ladies, your friend and well- 
 wisher, E. V. Wilson, 
 1st Lieut., Co. H, 39th Reg't Wi^ols. 
 
 Canine Patriotism, Sufferings and Honors. 
 Nearly every company, certainly every 
 regiment, in the Army of the Potomac, 
 had a pet of some kind or other. It mat- 
 tered not whether the object of their affec- 
 tion was a dog, cat, possum, cow, or horse, 
 — of whatever name or species, the brute 
 was loved by all, and woe be to the out- 
 sider who dared to insult or injure one of 
 these pets. More personal encounters 
 were brought on between soldiers about 
 some pet animal than in any other way. 
 Occasionally these pets became great he- 
 roes in their way, and then they became 
 general favorites in the whole army. One 
 of this kind was a dog named ' Jack,' pho- 
 tographs of Avhicli were as universal as 
 those of the Commanding General. Jack 
 served a regular term with the Niagara 
 Fire Insurance Engine Company in Pitts- 
 burg, Penn., before the war broke out; 
 and when volunteers were called to put 
 down the rebellion, several members of 
 the Niagara Company entered the service 
 in the One Hundred and Second Pennsyl- 
 vania volunteers, and Jack, no doubt 
 prompted by patriotic impulses, also w^ent 
 into the field with some of his old friends, 
 and made a good military record of him- 
 self. He was at the siege of Yorktown, 
 battle of Williamsburg, Fair Oaks, battle 
 of the Pickets, Malvern Hill, (where lie 
 
 was wounded,) first and second Fredericks- 
 burg ; at Salem Church he was caotured, 
 after which he was exchanged and returned 
 to the regiment. In the battle of Cedar 
 Creek, Oct. 19, he was again taken pris- 
 oner by the Confederates, early in the 
 morning, while on duty at division head- 
 quarters, but was recaptured when Gen- 
 eral Sheridan made his famous advance at 
 four in the afternoon. ' Jack ' had to run 
 on three legs, as the penalty of his patri- 
 otic services, but in other respects contin- 
 ued as agile as ever, — wearing his honors 
 with the meekness becoming a good dog. 
 
 Dealing: vnth a Rebel Trader. 
 
 The case of a German clothier and 
 merchant tailor of Baltimore, who was 
 arrested for engaging in contraband trade 
 with the South, in 186-i, excited much 
 public interest at the time, and great ef- 
 forts were made by his friends to obtain 
 the Executive interference in his behalf. 
 A deputation of nearly a dozen persons 
 presented themselves before President 
 Lincoln, one morning, to interpose in favor 
 of the derelict party, all these persons, ex- 
 cept one, being men employed as cutters 
 in some of the establishments carried on 
 by the arrested man. They made a very 
 formidable display, asserting through 
 their speaker, who introduced himself as 
 "an humble tobacconist," but who evi- 
 dently had had some experience as a 
 speaker, that they were all good Union 
 men — that they had even voted for Mr. 
 Lincoln, and intended to do so again, — 
 consequently they were entitled to a hear- 
 ing, and that they were sure of the inno- 
 cence of their employer. A good deal of 
 eloquence was expended, but the Presi- 
 dent would not be moved. It was even 
 ascertained that this same merchant had 
 given money — some hundreds of dollars — 
 toward carrying on the war. At last the 
 President spoke : 
 
 " Gentlemen, this Government is a big 
 machine, even in times of peace ; it is no 
 small thing to keep it m good running or- 
 
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 der — but now, when added to the usual 
 duties of my position, I have on my hands 
 this great rebellion {which is to he put 
 down,) I have no time to waste. I have 
 been visited ali'eady more than once by 
 parties from Baltimore, urging my inter- 
 ference in this case. You protest that 
 this man is innocent ; then let him await 
 his trial, when he can easily prove it." 
 
 " Bat," said the speaker, in behalf of 
 his friend, " but we vote for you." 
 
 " Can't help it ; it is not so essential 
 that I have votes, as that the rebellion be 
 crushed. To what purpose is it that you 
 vote for me ; that you pay a small sum of 
 money to soldiers, as a cover up, while 
 you supply the rebels with goods or arms ? 
 I tell you, gentlemen, it will not do. Al- 
 ready has the War Department declared 
 to me that it could not and would not 
 stand by me in this work of subduing the 
 rebels, if every time they catch a rascal, 
 I let him loose. Gentlemen, I ain't going 
 to do it." 
 
 " Well, but, your excellency, I am a 
 fighting man. I once paid three hundred 
 dollars for knocking a man down." . 
 
 The President drew himself back, and 
 with much good nature said — 
 
 " Let me beg you not to try that on 
 me." 
 
 Then the speaker, in behalf of the ac- 
 cused, took another turn. 
 
 " Mr. President, even your enemies say 
 you have much goodnesS( of heart. Will 
 you not parole this mdn, accepting bonds, 
 "which we will procure to any amount ? " 
 
 The President could not be moved. 
 When appeals were made to his sympathy, 
 he said, with great decision, — 
 
 " I will not listen." 
 
 " But, Mr. President, you can do this 
 thing." 
 
 " Certainly I can, and I can end this 
 war and let the rebels have their' own 
 way ; but I am not going to do it." 
 
 " Six months in the White House, " by 
 Mr. F. B. Carpenter, is a volume of in- 
 tense interest, as exhibiting, by an eye- 
 
 witness and familiar household associate, 
 the winsome, inner-life traits, of the late 
 beloved President. But for Mr. Carpen- 
 ter's fortuitous and fortunate residence at 
 the Presidential mansion, in his profes- 
 sional occupation, at a period when Mr. 
 Lincoln's personal and official traits were 
 so strikingly called forth, the world would 
 have lost one of the most authentic and 
 affecting portraitures of the martyred 
 President. Mr. Carpenter's book will 
 happily be accessible to multitudes Avho 
 may never have the opportunity to look 
 upon his splendid " Emancipation " pic- 
 ture. 
 
 Fligrht from the Shenandoah. 
 
 The order for the desolating of the 
 Shenandoah Valley, issued by General 
 Grant, that it might not afford sustenance 
 to the Confederate raiders, was the source 
 of wide-spread ruin to the inhabitants of 
 that region. Property of all descriptions 
 was swept away as with a besom in 
 an iron hand, and families without num- 
 ber were scattered houseless to poverty, 
 exposure and hunger. An illustration 
 of the scenes attending such a hegira 
 is afforded in the case of a woman — a 
 very Niobe in her distress — who was dis- 
 covered sitting by the wayside, on an old 
 chest, and with whom the following con- 
 versation transpired : 
 
 " You look very sad. Ma'am." 
 
 " Yes, and I feel so, too. Sir," replied 
 she ; " but Pve got through crying long 
 ago, Sir ; I've no more tears to shed." 
 
 " Do you come from the Valley ? " 
 
 " Yes, we are all from the Valley." 
 
 "How far?" 
 
 "Nigh fifly miles I reckon we came. 
 Why, we were rich," continued she ; " we 
 had a nice farm, a good house and barns, 
 and, let me tell you what we had. We 
 had nine head of young cattle, we had 
 four cows, and four old horses, and six 
 colts. Then there were thirty sheep, and 
 six fatted hogs, and six pigs. Then I had 
 in the house two barrels of apple butter, 
 
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 three hundred pounds of honey, three 
 crocks of butter, and I had silk in the 
 house for two new dresses — to say no- 
 thing of my drawers being full of sheets 
 and pillow cases, and all kinds of house 
 linen, and a feather bed on every bed- 
 stead. Well, Sir, I was a Union woman, 
 I was ; I gave my honey and my apple 
 butter, and all my things to your men, 
 when they came up there scouting, and I 
 never begrudged it. When the order 
 came for your men to clear the Valley, 
 
 said she ; " we sold a colt to one of your 
 men, and he was a kind man, too, for thirty 
 dollars. We had considerable of Confed- 
 erate money, but that was no good." 
 " Well, where do you intend to go ? " 
 " Me and the children hope to go to 
 Ohio, but we don't know as we shall. We 
 don't know what to do." 
 
 In this same condition, each with its 
 kindred tale of wo, were hundreds of fami- 
 lies, on their Avay from the depopulated 
 Valley of the Shenandoah. In the dark- 
 
 Flight from the Shenandoah Valley. 
 
 some of them came while I was over to a 
 neighbor's. I saw the light in my direc- 
 tion, and, oh dear ! I knew what was going 
 on — I knew my t)am was going. I run 
 all the way, and I come on one man with 
 a pot of butter, and another with a pot of 
 honey, and all my things ; I knew whose 
 they were, and when I got there they had 
 gutted my house. I just had time to get 
 a few things together— there's all that's 
 left, Sir," pointing with an air of unutter- 
 able despondency to a little pile of effects 
 at her feet. 
 
 " Have you nothmg left but those ? " 
 " Only tliirty dollars in money besides," 
 
 ness of the night, the scene was one that 
 mingled the wretched and the picturesque 
 in a manner that never yet engaged the ar- 
 tist's pencil. An angry sky over their heads, 
 and bleak, cold winds whistling around 
 them; women with children of tender yeai-s, 
 often with babes at the breast ; young 
 girls and boys and feeble old men — for 
 there were no young or able men among 
 them ; such were the scenes and groups 
 which met the eye and wrung the heart. 
 
 Happy Bxirial Occasion for the Twenty- 
 seventh. Illinois. 
 Early one morning in 1862, while at 
 Farmington, near Corinth, Mississippi, as 
 
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 General Palmer was riding along his 
 lines to inspect some breastworks that had 
 been thrown up during the previous night, 
 he came suddenly upon some of the boys 
 of Company I, Twenty-seventh Hlmois 
 Volunteers, who had just shot a two hun- 
 dred pound hog, and were engaged in the 
 interesting process of skinning it. The 
 soldiers were startled ; their chief looked 
 astonished and sorroA\'fiil. 
 
 "Ah! a body, — a corpse. Some poor 
 fellow gone to his last home. Well, he 
 must be buried with military honors. Ser- 
 geant, call the officer of the guard." 
 
 The officer was speedily at hand, and 
 received ordei's to have a grave dug and 
 the body buried forthwith. The gra-\Te 
 was soon prepared, and then the company 
 were mustered. Pall bearers placed the 
 body of the dead upon a stretcher. The 
 order was given to march, and with re- 
 versed arms and funeral tread, the sol- 
 emn procession of sixty men followed the 
 body to the grave. Not a word passed, 
 nor a muscle of the face stirred, while the 
 last rites of sepulture were being per- 
 formed. The ceremony over, the General 
 and his staff waved their adieux, and were 
 soon lost in the distance. 
 
 The philosophy of a soldier is usually 
 equal to the emergency. He has read 
 and pondered. He can painfully realize 
 that flesh is as grass, and that life is but 
 a shadow. But he thinks of the resur- 
 rection,' and his gloom passes away. So 
 with the philosophic boys of Company I^ 
 Twenty-seventh Illinois. Ere the Gene- 
 ral was fairly seated at his own breakfast 
 table, there was a raising of the dead, and 
 savory pork steaks were frying in many a 
 camp pan. 
 
 and their fates with the disunionists, and 
 their premises were assigned by General 
 Burnside as the headquarters of the Sani- 
 tary Commission for his division, "Aunt 
 Charlotte " came into the employ of the 
 Sanitary Inspector for the Department of 
 
 "Aunt Charloftte," the Old Cook at New- 
 bem. 
 
 "Aunt Charlotte " was one of the insti- 
 tutions within the Union Lines at New- 
 bern, N. C. She was an old family cOok. 
 When her master and mistress ran away 
 and deserted her, to join their fortunes 
 
 Aunt Charlotte, the Old Cook. 
 
 North Carolina, and many a sick and 
 wounded soldier from the States of New 
 York, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, and 
 Massachusetts, had reason to bless the cu- 
 linary accomplishments of this venerable 
 contraband cook, and to praise the alacrity 
 with wliich, in times of their gi-eatest 
 need, she exerted her skill to save them 
 from suffering. 
 
 On one occasion, soon after the battle, 
 when a steamboat load of sick and wound- 
 ed soldiers from the battle-field were un- 
 expectedly landed in Newbern, and found 
 themselves in a bare hall, with no accom- 
 modations for the night, without any pro- 
 visions or any appliances for cooking, and 
 too late in the evening for any relief from 
 the ordinary " regulation " sources, " our 
 old cook " was appealed to, and the alac- 
 rity with which she came to the relief of 
 those sick and wounded men, Avill never 
 be forgotten. 
 
 By the time comfortable beds had been 
 prepared for their occupation, "Aunt 
 Chai-lotte " had sent over a warm and 
 bountiful supper for some forty or moie 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 famished and exhausted patients — a supper | without further trouble to her employer, 
 of those choice materials with which the no- 
 ble charity of northern ladies had so gener- 
 ously supplied the service through the 
 Sanitary Commission, and which the skill 
 of " our old cook," on that night of wretch- 
 edness, served up to the wan and hungry 
 soldiers with a nicety and a delicacy of 
 flavor which can only come from an ac- 
 complished cuisine, but which all palates, 
 however unsophisticated, can appreciate. 
 The poor soldiers were no less surprised 
 than gratified at such unexpected relief 
 from the sufferings of that wretched day 
 of exposure and hunger. And their ex- 
 pressions of satisfaction, as they quietly 
 dropped off to sleep after their hunger was 
 appeased and their wants attended to, 
 would almost have paid the old slave w^o- 
 man for her long life of bondage. The 
 next morning, and the next night, and 
 
 a second morning, did this old " col- 
 ored lady " add to her ordinary day's la- 
 bor the preparation of suitable food for 
 
 this whole hospital of sick and wounded 
 
 soldiers. 
 
 "Aunt Charlotte " was born in Charles- 
 ton, South Carolina, but came many years 
 
 ago to Newbern, and was the slave of one 
 
 of its wealthiest citizens. She is about 
 
 sixty-five years old ; has a great deal of 
 
 character, and follows a thorough, system- 
 atic routine of life — always at her post — 
 
 always reliable. She possesses no mean 
 
 administrative abilities, reminding one of 
 
 an old merchant, habituated to a regular, 
 
 systematic life, with ability enough to 
 
 keep all surroundings subordinate to that 
 
 system. It seemed as if, were she to be 
 
 superseded in that kitchen, she would lose 
 
 her hold on life, and the Avhole " darkey " 
 
 appendage to the domestic establishment 
 
 would be deprived of its balance wheel. 
 When, therefore, on the first occupation 
 
 of the premises, she was told that so long 
 
 as she did right, she would keep her place 
 
 in the kitchen, and receive six dollars a 
 
 month, the "old lady" appreciated her 
 
 position at once, and from that day forth, 
 
 was secured the proper regulation and de- 
 portment of all the servants " on the lot " 
 — men, women and children — and of all 
 who visited them. Nothing ever hap- 
 pened among them to annoy or displease, 
 the household being as well ordered as if 
 the white mistress Avere still there to di- 
 rect. 
 
 "Aunt Charlotte's" domestic relations 
 were as well ordered as the household. 
 She had children, grandchildren, and great 
 grandchildren. Her old husband — " Un- 
 cle Sam " — in propria persona — but almost 
 superannuated, at the age of seventy-five, 
 was General Burnside's gardener. It was 
 touching to witness the habitual care 
 which " Old Aunty " took of this venera- 
 ble partner of her life and her bondage. 
 As regular as the clock, the old man, with 
 his staff, came in at mid afternoon from 
 his daily employment. He invariably 
 found a chair set for him on the kitclien 
 piazza, by the side of a well-scoured deal 
 table. On this, " Old Aunty " placed be- 
 fore him a plate well filled from all the 
 dishes which she had that day served from 
 her employer's table. 
 
 Workingr the Monster Parrott Gun. 
 There being, of course, no manual laid 
 down for the operating of that novel Phi- 
 listine in military practice, the " three- 
 hundred-pounder Parrott," the mode of 
 working it will be best understood by an 
 explanation free from technical language — 
 thus : The piece is on its carriage and 
 " from battery." Implements, no two in 
 the same place and no one in its proper 
 place. The instructor gives the command, 
 " Load her up ! " At this command the 
 gunner says, " Some of you fellers bring a 
 shell," and "John, bring a cartridge." 
 Some of the ' fellers ' take a small hand- 
 barrow and bring a shell.- Gunner says, 
 "Stick m that powder." "Now, boys, 
 hold on till I get out a fuse." " Stick it 
 in." All liands by hard heaving get the 
 shell to the embrasure. Gunner says. 
 
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 " Swab her out." She is swabbed outr 
 " Now, heave and haul, and in it goes." It 
 goes in accordingly. " Now, ram it down." 
 It is rammed down. " Now, run her in." 
 She is run in. " Screw down the recoil- 
 bands." They are screwed down. Gun- 
 ner aims. " Slew her round a little." 
 'All right!" "Where's that primer?" 
 " Now, git out of the way, everybody." 
 All go to windward, and No. 3 steps round 
 a comer, so as not to be hit if the gun 
 bursts. Gunner says, " Blaze aioay ! " 
 She blazes away. Remark of the gunner 
 on returning to the gun : " How are you 
 Sumter?" Repeat. 
 
 Btiford's Method of Spurring up Teamsters. 
 While Meade's army was on its retro- 
 grade movement, an incident occurred 
 which showed that General Buford w^as as 
 fertile in expedients as he was brave in an 
 
 planted in the rear of the train, and began 
 firing shells up the road, over the wagons, 
 at the longest range, and with a good ele- 
 vation. A few of those "rotten cannon 
 balls " bursting over the train roused the 
 laggards and fixed the business. Believ- 
 ing that the rebels were thus close — very 
 close upon them, the wagon-masters and 
 team^ers applied whip and spur, and the 
 whole caravan was moved off safely. 
 
 Bridge Across Platte Creek 
 
 emergency. While bringing up the rear, 
 with the rebels not far behind him, he 
 came up with a train of wagons several 
 miles long, numbering, in all, some eight 
 hundred. The train was stopped, and 
 Buford could find no one in command to 
 start it. No time was to be lost. The 
 enemy were coming — coming! and Bu- 
 ford's command would be cut up and the 
 train captured. The teamsters in that 
 long line could not be made to comprehend 
 and act. But General Buford, in a few 
 seconds, both comprehended and acted. 
 He ordered one of his rifled pieces to be 
 
 History of a Sword. 
 Major William Stubbs captured a sword 
 at the battle of Shiloh, w^hich has a histo- 
 ry which pertams to few weapons of its 
 kind, or indeed to any other. It had been 
 presented to him by his fellow-conductors 
 on the Chicago and Rock Island Railroad, 
 and bore an appropriate inscription of re- 
 spect from the donors to the Major. When 
 captured it fell into the hands of a Con- 
 federate Lieutenant- Colo- 
 nel, who was taken prisoner 
 at the battle of Corinth by 
 a private of the Tenth Mis- 
 souri regiment. The pri- 
 vate, however, having no 
 use for the article, gave it to 
 his Lieutenant. After the 
 fall of Vicksburg the origi- 
 nal owner of the sword was 
 exchanged, and the Missouri 
 l)rivate, reading a list in a 
 Chicago paper, saw the 
 name of the officer, which 
 was the same as that inscribed upon the 
 sword. He thereupon wTote to the Major, 
 who answered in person, and the sword 
 was returned. It had passed through 
 three campaigns, sometimes wielded for 
 and sometimes against the Union. 
 
 Soldier Mechanics. 
 Captain Arnold, of company E, Rhode 
 Island Fourth regiment, was one day or- 
 dered to take possession of the cross-roads 
 at Havelock station. Near this place he 
 came upon a large and valuable property, 
 in the shape of a corn and flour mill, com- 
 
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 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 bined with a saw-mill, belonging to Dr. 
 Master, of Newbern. He found the place 
 deserted, and the machinery purposely- 
 thrown out of gear to prevent its use by 
 the Yankees. The turbine wheel had 
 wedges and clogs placed in it, so that it 
 would be both difficult and dangerous to 
 attempt to start the mill. Being a practi- 
 cal mechanic, and withal possessing some 
 experience in the management of mills. 
 
 mechanism, from the soldier-boys of the 
 victorious army. 
 
 Inflating the Pontoon. 
 
 Captain Arnold immediately discovered 
 " what was the matter with the mill." He 
 accordingly first drew down the pond, came 
 to the seat of tjie difficulty, repaired dam- 
 ages, and in a few hours the mill was jog- 
 ging along as good as new, doing capital 
 service in the cause of the Union by grind- 
 ing corn-meal for the use of the troops. 
 After it had been restored, a person, claim- 
 ing to be an agent of the Doctor, made his 
 appearance, when, everything being made 
 sati.sfactoiy, the premises were gracefully 
 turned over to him without any charges 
 for repairs. It was the easiest thing in the 
 world, for Union soldiers from the North 
 ami West to improAase machinery of all 
 sorts, repair locomotives, build bridges, dig 
 canals, throw up dams, and, as to pontoons. 
 Prof. Airy himself might have taken les- 
 sons in the philosopliy of that kind of 
 
 Could not "Wait for Death. 
 At the general hospital in Washington, 
 says Prof. Hackett, a soldier from Penn- 
 sylvania, who had been severely wounded 
 — so much so as to be beyond recovery — 
 Avas lying on the floor. When the exam- 
 ining surgeon of the hospital came along 
 and looked at the 
 condition of the suf- 
 ferer, expressing his 
 hopeless belief as to 
 the recovery of the 
 man, to his assist- 
 ant, he raised his 
 head and said : 
 
 " Doctor, will I re- 
 cover ? is there any 
 hope for me? — for, 
 tf not, I want you to 
 kill me." 
 
 The surgeon tried 
 to calm him, and he 
 appeared to drop into 
 a doze. In a few 
 moments he took a 
 revolver from his 
 pocket, placed it resting against his tem- 
 ple, and fired ; being so feeble he could not 
 hold it firmly, and the ball just glanced 
 over the skin without starting blood, but 
 the discharge blackened his face. The 
 pistol was immediately taken from liim, 
 when he said — though then only half an 
 hour before he was a corpse, — 
 
 " I do not Avant to linger in pain Avith- 
 
 out a hope." 
 
 . — — — «. 
 
 Four-legg-ed Messenger proving' Disloyal. 
 A Federal officer Avho came up from 
 City Pomt, Virginia, one October's day, to 
 Washington, was observed to have AAath 
 him an ugly-looking specimen of the genus 
 canine, Avhich he guarded very carefully. 
 The dog, it appears, was a great pet with 
 both the Union and Confederate pickets in 
 front of Hancock's corps. The animal had 
 
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 been trained to carry messages from time 
 to time between the pickets. A southern 
 paper would be placed in his mouth, and 
 he would scamper off to the Union lines, 
 
 Four-legged Messenger proving Disloyal. 
 
 deliver up the paper, and then return with 
 a northern paper. He would at other 
 times be intrusted with packages of coffee 
 and tobacco, which he always delivered 
 promptly and safely. The secessionists, 
 however, after a while undertook to make 
 use of him for transmitting information 
 from one portion of their lines to another, 
 and the four-legged messenger having been 
 caught with oWe of these contraband mes- 
 sages, he had to suffer the penalty of such 
 disloyalty by being confiscated and brought 
 North. 
 
 Ammumtion Sent by the Enemy Just in 
 Time. 
 Late one night, after the redoubts had 
 been captured, an ammunition wagon, 
 drawn by six mules, was driven up from 
 the direction of Petersburg, to a particular 
 point in the chain of fortifications. Gen- 
 eral Birney, surprised to see it coming from 
 that direction, asked the driver at once 
 what he had in the wagon ? The answer 
 was, "Ammunition for Battery No. 9." 
 " Where did it come from ? " inquired the 
 General, supposing that additional ammu- 
 32 
 
 nitioij might have been sent for some of 
 the field-pieces he had placed in the breast- 
 works. " From the arsenal," said the 
 driver. " Oh, very well," said Birney, 
 " I'll take charge of it." This was ammu- 
 nition sent from the city to the rebels ; but 
 Birney and some of his troops, unknoAvn 
 to the driver of the ammunition Avagon, 
 occupied Battery No. 9. The General 
 duly appreciated such a timely addition to 
 his supplies. It was the right battery but 
 the wrong General. 
 
 Customer for Grant's Biography. 
 Rather an amusing incident concerning 
 General Grant is related as having occur- 
 red while he was on a journey in a railroad 
 train, and Avhere he displayed, as usual, 
 none of the insignia of his military rank. 
 A youthful book peddler traversed the 
 cars, crying, " Life of General Grant." 
 A mischief-loving aid pointed the young- 
 ster to the General's seat, suggesting to 
 him that " that man might like a copy." 
 (lllpneral Grant turned over the pages of 
 the book, and casually asked, " WIio is it 
 this is all about ? " The boy, giving him a 
 most incredulous grimace of indignation 
 and disgust, replied, "You must be a 
 darned greeny not to know General 
 Grant ! " After this volley the Lieuten- 
 ant-General of course surrendered, and 
 bought his biography. 
 
 Consul and General matched against each 
 other in Savannah. 
 
 The scene which took place between 
 General Sherman and the British Consul 
 at Savannah was one of the richest and 
 most piquant during that general's event- 
 ful peregrinations. On his arrival in that 
 city, the General saw a large number of 
 British flags displayed from buildings, and 
 hi^uriosity was naturally excited to know 
 how many " British Consuls " there were 
 in that important city! He soon ascer- 
 tained that these flags were on buildings 
 where cotton had been stored aM^ay, and 
 he at once ordered it to be seized. Soon 
 
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 after that, while the General was busy at 
 his head-quarters, a pompous gentleman 
 walked in, apparently in great haste, and 
 inquired if he was General Sherman? 
 Having received an affirmative reply, the 
 pompous gentleman remarked : 
 
 " Well, sir, when I left my residence, 
 United States troops were engaged in 
 removing my cotton from it, notwithstand- 
 ing its protection by the British flag." 
 
 " Stop, sir ! " said General Sherman ; 
 " not your cotton, but my cotton ; my cot- 
 ton, in the name of the United States 
 government, sir, I have noticed a great 
 many British flags here, all protecting cot- 
 ton ; I have seized it all. in the name of 
 my government." 
 
 " But, sir," said the Consul, indignantly, 
 " there is scarcely any cotton in Savannah 
 that does not belong to me." 
 
 " There is not a pound of cotton here, 
 sir, that does not belong to me, for the 
 United States," responded Sherman. 
 
 " Well, sir," said the Consul, swelling 
 himself up with the dignity of his ofllfce 
 and reddening in his fece, " my govern- 
 ment shall hear of this. I shall report 
 your conduct to my government, sir." 
 
 "Ah! pray, who are you, sir?" said 
 the general. 
 
 " Consul to her British Majesty, sir." 
 
 " Oh ! indeed ! " responded the General. 
 " I hope you will report me to your gov- 
 ernment. You will please say to your 
 government, for me, that I have been 
 fighting the English government all the 
 way from the Ohio river to Vicksburg, 
 and thence to this point. At every step 
 I have encountered British arms, British 
 munitions of war, and British goods of 
 all descriptions — yes, at every step, sir. 
 I have met them in all shapes, sir ; and 
 now, sir, I find you claiming all the cq^ton 
 sir. I intend to call upon my government 
 to order me to Nassau at once." 
 
 " What do you propose to do there," 
 asked the Consul, somewhat taken aback. 
 
 " I would," replied the General, " take 
 with me a quantity of picks and shovels, 
 
 and throw that cursed sand-hill into the 
 sea, sir. You may tell your government 
 that, sir. I Avould shovel it to the sea, 
 sir ; and then I would pay for it, sir, — li 
 necessary. Good day, sir." 
 
 It is needless to say that General Sher- 
 man was not again troubled with the offi- 
 cial representative of her Majesty's gov- 
 ernment, — whose mind became confused 
 in the crash of such nouns-substantive as 
 cotton, arms, picks, shovels, sand-hills and 
 the like. 
 
 Shtaltz's Timely Discove^'y 
 
 An honest Schuylkill county German 
 merchant, who had been prospered come- 
 what beyond the average, and had accu- 
 mulated more money than he could employ 
 as capital in his business, went to a patri- 
 otic banker in Philadelphia, and said : 
 
 " I have got some moneys, and I want 
 you to buy me some gold." 
 
 " Why, Shultz ! what do you want gold 
 for ? That isn't a thing you sell in your 
 store." 
 
 " I knows that ; but I want to make 
 some money on de rise of gold. Beoples 
 say it is going up, and I tink I may make 
 a tousand dollars." 
 
 " Shultz, you dear old fellow, don't you 
 know that if you buy gold you will be a 
 rebel?" " 
 
 " N-o ! " said Shultz, with a tone of re- 
 sentment in his wonder. 
 
 " Suppose you buy ten thousand dollars 
 of gold ; supgose that same morning }'0U 
 read in the papers, in big letters — "Teni- 
 ble disaster to the Union cause ! Grant's 
 army routed and destroyed ! ! The rebels 
 ' marching on Washington ! ! ! ' " 
 
 " I should say dat was tam pad news," 
 excitedly interrupted the German. 
 
 "Yes, but wouldn't you say right off, 
 ' dis, however, will put gold up — pad for 
 the Union cause, tam pad, but it is goot 
 for my ten thousand T Don't you see 
 Shultz, that in buying gold you instantly 
 make the interests of the rebels your inter- 
 ests — ^tliat you bribe yourself to wish them 
 
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 513 
 
 to succeed, and to wish your country and 
 your countrymen to fail ? And if these 
 unholy desires, Shultz, don't define you 
 a rebel, there is no language to define one. 
 Don't you see that buying gold inevitably 
 turns honest, patriotic, devoted men like 
 you, away from the cause which they ought 
 to support, and which they think they do 
 support, because they have made it for 
 their interest not to support it ? Don't you 
 see it, my dear fellow ? " 
 
 " Be shure I do," said the honest man, 
 with gravity of manner and a humility in 
 keeping with the discovery he had made ; 
 " and I ax pardon of the w'ar. Put de 
 whole of dat in Seven-Thirties. My 
 money goes mit my principles." Honest 
 soul! 
 
 Saddling: to Stiit the Koute. 
 While the Sixth New Hampshire regi- 
 ment w^as stationed at Russellville, in 
 southwestern Kentucky, the inhabitants 
 of the surrounding country were frequent- 
 ly annoyed by the incursions of guerrilla 
 bands from Tennessee. News coming in 
 one morning that a band of these outlaws 
 had plundered one of the neighboring vil- 
 lages. Lieutenant- Colonel P., the active 
 
 "liddleton it was discovered by the Ma- 
 jor that he was too late to intercept the 
 marauders, and he consequently ordered 
 the horses unsaddled and fed. Now, the 
 Major's hostler was a son of the Emerald 
 Isle, entirely ignorant of everything per- 
 taining to the equestrian art, and, coming 
 in from half an hour's scout through the 
 village, in a state closely bordering on 
 intoxication, he put the Major's saddle on 
 facing to the rear. When the horses were 
 brought up for a fresh start, the Major, 
 instantly discovering the mistake, demand- 
 ed with a wondering scowl why the sad- 
 dle was put on in that manner. 
 
 " An' shure," said Pat, a little terrified, 
 " an' shure, Major, an' I didn't know which 
 way you was going ! " 
 
 An explosion followed — the Major was 
 abundantly satisfied — and Pat escaped 
 without further rebuke. 
 
 Saddling to suit the Route 
 
 and efficient commander, immediately dis- 
 patched a small detachment of the regi- 
 ment, commanded by Major Q., in pursuit 
 of them. On arriving at the village of 
 
 Moderate Ideas of a Competency. 
 While Mr. Lincoln was visiting New 
 York city, some time previous to the 
 assembling of the presidential Republican 
 nominating convention at Chicago, he met 
 in one of the business establishments in 
 New York, an. Illmois acquaintance of for- 
 mer years, to whom he 
 said in his dry and 
 good-natured way : 
 
 "Well, B., how have 
 you fared since you 
 left Illinois?" 
 
 "I have made," re- 
 plied B., "one hundred 
 thousand dollare and 
 lost all ; how is it with 
 you, Mr. Lmcoln ? " 
 
 " Oh, very well ; I 
 have the cottage at 
 Springfield, and about 
 eight thousand dollars 
 in money. If they 
 make me Vice-President Avith Seward, as 
 some say they will, I hope I shall be able 
 to increase it to twenty thousand, and that 
 is as much as any man ought to w^ant." 
 
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 Brandy for all Hands. ^ 
 
 When Stuart made his famous cavahy 
 raid around McClellan's lines before Rich- 
 mond, the appointed rendezvous of the 
 Confederate troops was not far from New 
 Kent Court-House, at a small village 
 where several main roads jomed. The 
 first party that arrived found that the 
 place contained several finely furnished 
 suttlers' stores, and depots of goods depos- 
 ited thus far in the rear of the army, to 
 be conveyed up to the front as circum- 
 stances demanded. They were, in fact, 
 central or wholesale Union establishments, 
 to furnish regimental sutlers, stocked with 
 everything that could be required, having 
 tasteful bar-rooms attached, in which were 
 sold champagne, and all sorts of expensive 
 wines and liquors. The fatigued and 
 dusty men hitched their horses and entered, 
 without ceremony, but were so unprepos- 
 sessing and unpresentable, that all present 
 rose, including several field officers who 
 had trotted to the rear "to spend the day" 
 convivially. "Brandy, gentlemen!" in- 
 quired the fat proprietor, urbanely — " cer- 
 tainly ! " and presenting decanters, the 
 new comers began to imbibe freely. 
 " Might I inquire to what cavahy you be- 
 long, gentlemen ? " asked the proprietor, 
 acutely surveying their dusty figures, from 
 head to foot. " We ? " answered one, lay- 
 in" his violent hands on a box of Havan- 
 nas, and emptying the decanter, " oh ! we 
 are Maryland cavalry, just arrived ; a new 
 regiment raised in Baltimore, just returned 
 on a scouting party after the rebel Stuart ! " 
 " Stuart, eh ? You don't mean to say that 
 he is in our lines ; do you ? Well, let him 
 come, that's all, and, although I'm not in 
 the army, I'll show him a thing or two ; 
 just see if I don't ! " And as his eye 
 glanced over a fine case of revolvers ex- 
 
 posed for sale, he seemed as valiant as 
 Ajax. The rest of the company were 
 dressed too finely to shake hands with the 
 dusty strangers, so smoked and talked 
 apart, in dignified reserve. Hearing the 
 approach of a squadron, the cavalry troop- 
 ers went to the door, and the landlord pre- 
 pared bottles and glasses for his expected 
 visitors. " Are these coming some of your 
 party, gentlemen ? " " Yes," was the re- 
 ply, " and as 'tis no use fooling any more, 
 we are Stuart's cavalry." All present 
 were struck dumb with astonishment, but 
 were soon disarmed and made prisoners. 
 
 Official Likeness of President Lincoln. 
 
 Just before Mr. Lincoln was put for- 
 ward as a candidate for the presidency, a 
 friend fell into conversation with him upon 
 the photographs of his face then before 
 the public, and a regret was expressed to 
 him that none had been fomid that did 
 him justice. He laughingly suggested 
 that it might not be desirable to have 
 "justice" done to such forbidding features 
 as his, but added that a likeness taken in 
 Springfield a few days before was, in his 
 judgment, and that of his friends, the best 
 ever had. Of that his friend procured 
 four copies, and subsequently asked JMr. 
 Lincoln to append to each his autograph 
 and the date, which he did with apparent 
 pleasure, calling for a pen and ink, and 
 writing upon his kneer Of these pictures, 
 which were the first taken after he had 
 allowed his beard to grow, and the first to 
 give those that had not seen him a belief 
 that he was not " horrid ugly," three were 
 distributed to friends, and from one of 
 them the head of Mr. Lmcoln upon the 
 ten dollar Treasury Note was engi'aved — 
 which may be called the official likeness 
 of the Western President. 
 
PART YIL— CHRISTIAN AXD SANITARY COMMISSIONS. 
 
PART SEVENTH. 
 
 ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION— DOMESTIC, MORAL, WOMANLY, 
 SANITARY, AFFECTIONAL, MATRIMONIAL, ROJMANTIC, ETC. 
 
 Exhibition of Personal Traits, — Benevolence, Generosity, Courtesy, Magnanimi- 
 ty, &c. Illustrations of the Home Affections and Household Attachments ; 
 Female Soldiers; Regimental Pets; Marriages in Camp; Words and Deeds of 
 Loyal Women ; Rancor and Criminalities of Female Secessionists ; Hospital 
 Patients; Ministrations to the Sick and Wounded; Bogus Invalids; Partings, 
 Reunions, Bereavements, Burials; Touching Death-Bed Scenes, — Last Words, 
 Mementoes, Keepsakes and Souvenirs ; Prison Contacts, Companions, and Hor- 
 rors ; Sayings and Doings of Chaplains ; Genialities, Caricatures, Pathos, Fan- 
 cies AND Realities, &c., &c. 
 
 " Sisters, faithful to your vow, 
 Smooth his Umbs and cool his brow : 
 Peace I his soul is passing now — 
 
 Gently ! gently ! " 
 
 " He talked of his mother far away, 
 
 And he talked of his gentle wife, 
 When the fever frenzied his burning head, 
 
 And loosened his hold of hfe." 
 
 This flag graced my wedding table, and I love it, and every soldier that fights for it. — Union Lady in Pensacola. 
 The highest duty of a soldier is to be a Christian. — General Mitchell to his troops. 
 
 It isn't much I want ; only that you will get something soft to put under my head ; this raU is so hard, it has almost 
 worn off my poor scalp. — Wounded Soldier on the Gettysburg battle-Jield. 
 
 Colonel Farrar Windiner up a Dance. 
 
 olonel Farrar, com- 
 manding at Vidalia, 
 Mississippi, learned 
 one afternoon throu' 
 a lady, that a mili- 
 tary ball wa? to be 
 given that night at a 
 Mr. Johnston's plan- 
 tation, on Black riv- 
 er, thirty-three miles 
 distant. Unfortu- 
 nately, the Colonel's mounted force was on 
 the Natchez side, having been scouting, 
 and it was then too late to undertake to 
 cross them to the Louisiana side. i 
 
 Determined, however, not to let such an 
 opportunity slip, he hastily mounted ten 
 men of the Thirtieth Missouri infantry, 
 and twenty-five of the Second Missis- 
 sippi heavy artillery, then on duty at that 
 post, and with them, though not an invited 
 guest, the gallant Colonel started for the 
 scene of festivity. 
 
 The route pursued led directly through 
 a swamp, Avhich being partially covered 
 with water, rendered a rapid movement 
 almost impossible. Nothing daunted, the 
 little band pushed on, and by four o'clock 
 in the morning, ('tis the early bird catches 
 the worm,) had approached within half a 
 mile of the house. Here, dismounting, 
 they moved cautiously along the unguard- 
 
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 ed road to within a few rods of the scene 
 of mirth and mei'riment. The brilliant 
 lights which gleamed so cheerily from the 
 windows, the lightsome forms flitting to 
 and fro, and the sweet cadence of the mu- 
 sic, told that all went merrily Avithin. 
 
 To rush through the gateway and sur- 
 round the mansion was the work of but a 
 moment. Colonel Farrar and Captain 
 Orgue dashing into the house, pistol in 
 hand, demanded the surrender of every 
 Confederate officer and soldier there. 
 They did this — it almost passes belief! — 
 followed by a squad of the rebels' own 
 countrymen and brothers from the Second 
 Mississippi heavy Artillery of African de- 
 scent ! Of course the Confederacy surren- 
 dered. 
 
 Miss Brownlow, 
 
 Now, the Colonel, universally known to 
 be a man not less gallant than brave, not 
 wishing to spoil the fun of such a pleasant 
 party too abruptly, kindly requested the 
 guests to continue the dance. The music 
 once more struck up ; and not yet being 
 too old for a little of such exhilarating 
 enjoyment, the Colonel himself graciously 
 led upon the floor a fair and blushing 
 daughter of the South, and with her was 
 soon lost in the dizzy mazes of the dance. 
 Daybreak warned the little party of the 
 danger of delay. The prisoners were 
 hastily mounted on their own good steeds^ 
 adieus were given to their disconsolate 
 
 friends, and each, Avith a sable guard by 
 his side, commenced their northeni jour- 
 ney, convinced, doubtless, -with the poet, 
 that " each pleasure has its poison too, and 
 every sweet a snare." One can not help 
 being reminded, by this ' military ball ' of 
 Mississippi secession belles, of that other 
 military ' ball ' with which the noble- 
 hearted Tennessee belle, Miss Brownlow, 
 stood in readiness to entertain a certain 
 ' party' at her father's house, if they dared 
 to desecrate the flag of her country ! A 
 portrait of this glorious Avoman adorns 
 these pages. 
 
 Beautiful but Dead, on the Field of Honor. 
 
 After the battle of Stone Bridge, a staff- 
 oflftcer rode out next day to view the 
 ground, and passed piles of dead in A'ari- 
 ous directions. Under a large tree, a body 
 was seen lying, very handsomely dressed? 
 with a fancy SAvord, and a handkerchief 
 over the face. Attracting the officer's cu- 
 
 • Beautiful but Dead. 
 
 riosity, he stopped, and remoAnng the hand- 
 kerchief, there Avas revealed to him one 
 of the handsomest faces he ever met Avith, 
 — that of a boy not more than tAvelve or 
 fourteen years old. His appearance and 
 dress indicated high position, like that of 
 temporary aid to some general officer 
 To ascertain avIio he was, his pockets Avere 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC. 
 
 519 
 
 examined^ in which was a Testament, hav- 
 ing the inscription — 
 
 "James Simmons, New York. From 
 his loving mother. My son, remember thy 
 Creator in the days of thy youtli." 
 
 The officer wished very much to take the 
 body away, but being six miles from quai'- 
 ters and on horseback, it was impossible. 
 Radiant and serene, almost beyond de- 
 scription, was the countenance of that 
 youthful soldier, bespeaking the fact that 
 once, within that fair and winsome casket, 
 was a spirit as bright and pure as the 
 stars. But there lay his face and form of 
 youthful loveliness, soon to change to de- 
 cay and offensiveness. " Thou makest his 
 beauty to consume away like the moth." 
 Such was some of the "blood" which con- 
 spirators declared they would " sprinkle in 
 the face of the nt^tion ! " 
 
 "That is my Brother." 
 
 Colonel Kinney, of the Fifty-sixth Ohio 
 
 regiment, was an observer of one of those 
 
 strange and melancholy scenes which the 
 
 " That is my Brother." 
 
 ' fortunes ' of war not unfrequently bring 
 to pass. As he was riding along the 
 breastworks of Fort Donelson, a day or 
 
 two after the surrender, and while many 
 of the dead were still lying unburied, he 
 noticed before him a private in his regi- 
 ment, named Bowman, strolling along. 
 As he came up, he observed the latter 
 suddenly start back, with agony depicted 
 in his countenance, as if transfixed at the 
 sight of a body before him. Approaching 
 nearer, the Colonel asked him what it was 
 surprised him, and added that he supposed 
 he would have become accustomed to see- 
 ing dead bodies by this time. Turning to 
 his inquirer, with an expression on his 
 face such as only a discovery like this 
 could produce, and pointing to the body, 
 he replied, " Colonel ! that is my brother ! " 
 His brother had been a resident of Ten- 
 nessee, and had joined the Confederate 
 army, but he had no knowledge of his 
 whereabouts, or any thought of his being 
 one of the victims of the bloody conflict, 
 until he thus accidentally stumbled across 
 his dead body. Procuring a blanket, and 
 the assistance of some comrades, he wrap- 
 ped him in it, and buried him tenderly in 
 the spot where he had fallen. 
 
 Miss N- 
 
 -'s Copy of Byron, and the 
 
 Rebel Sergeant. 
 
 On the Confederate troops possessing 
 themselves of the town of Martinsburg, 
 in August, 1864, they divided themselves 
 into small squads or "messes," as they 
 called them, and entering the houses of the 
 Union people, ordered dinner, and, while 
 the repast was being prepared, they ran- 
 sacked bureaus and wardrobes, relieving 
 them of such jewelry, ornaments, and ne- 
 cessaries, as they could conveniently cany 
 oflP. 
 
 One of these messes paid a visit to a 
 house where, after helping themselves to 
 many other things, a sergeant seized aft 
 elegantly bound volume of Byron belong- 
 ing to Miss N , which had been 
 
 presented to her by a friend in London. 
 On the clasp, which was of gold, was ei> 
 graved the name of the donor and donee. 
 Miss N begged the sergeant not to 
 
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 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE EEBELLION. 
 
 cany it away, telling him how greatly she 
 prized it, not on account of its intrinsic 
 worth — though that of course was consid- 
 erable, — but as a token from a friend. 
 Perceiving that the sei'geant did not heed 
 her entreaties, she drew from her finger a 
 diamond ring, which she assured him was 
 of greater value than the book, while he 
 could carry it away with less trouble, and 
 offered it to him if he would leave her 
 keepsake. But the sergeant was inexora- 
 ble. At length he proposed that if she 
 would read to his " mess " four certain 
 Cantos from Don Juan, he would give 
 her back the book. The young lady did 
 not resent the insult with a disdainful curl 
 of the lip or angry flash of the eye, but 
 gently, almost kindly, said, 
 
 " Sergeant, you surely have no sister, 
 and I fear you forget that you ever had 
 a mother, or you would not so insult an 
 unprotected woman. But, sir, you shall 
 not steal my book — I give it to you ; take 
 it and go." 
 
 And the callous sergeant, laughing at 
 the rebuke he had received, made off with 
 his booty, first making an offer, in his 
 most enticing Avords and manner, but un- 
 successfully, to leave the book if the young 
 lady would kiss him — the roue ! 
 
 Military Monomania of a Brooklyn Girl. 
 Quite a remarkable case of monomania 
 — military, occurred in the army of the 
 west, in the career of a young lady from 
 Brooklyn, N. Y., about nineteen years of 
 age. She became inspired with the idea 
 that she was a second and modern Joan 
 of Arc, called by Providence to lead the 
 armies of the Union to certain victory in 
 saving the life, of the nation against its 
 foes. The hallucination acquired great 
 hold upon her mind, and a change of 
 scene being suggested by her physician, 
 she was carried to Ann Arbor, Michigan. 
 Her mania, however, instead of diminish- 
 ing, as was expected, increased until it 
 was found necessary to confine her to her 
 apartment. She, however, succeeded in 
 
 making her escape, went to Detroit, where 
 she joined the drum corps of a Michigan 
 regiment, her sex known only to herself, 
 and succeeded in getting with her regi- 
 ment to the Army of the Cumberland. 
 IIow the poor girl survived the hardships 
 of the Kentucky campaign, where strong 
 men fell in numbers, must forever remain 
 a mystery. 
 
 The regiment to which she was attached 
 had a place in the division of the gallant 
 Van Cleve, and dui'ing the bloody battle 
 of Lookout Mountain, the fair girl fell, 
 pierced in the left side by a Minie ball, 
 and when borne to the surgeon's tent her 
 sex was discovered. She was told by the 
 surgeon that her wound was mortal, and 
 he advised her to give her name, in order 
 that her family might be informed of her 
 fate. This she finally, though reluctantly, 
 consented to do, and the Colonel of the 
 regiment, although suffering himself from 
 a painful wound, became interested in her 
 behalf, and prevailed upon her to let him 
 send a dispatch to her father. This she 
 dictated in the following manner : 
 " Mr. , No. — Willoughby street, 
 
 Brooklyn. 
 
 Forgive your dying daughter. I have 
 but a few moments to live. My native 
 soil drinks my blood. I expected to de- 
 liver my country, but the fates would not 
 have it so. I am content to die. Pray, 
 pa, forgive me. Tell ma to kiss my da- 
 guerreotype, Emily. 
 
 P. S. — Give my gold watch to little 
 Eph." (The yoimgest brother of the 
 dying girl.) 
 
 The poor girl was buried on the field 
 on which she fell in the service of her 
 country, wdiich, in the mania of her patri- 
 otic feeling she fondly hoped to save. 
 
 ^-7" 
 
 Foreshadowing's of their Fate: A Brave 
 Trio. 
 It would seem as if Ellsworth, Lyon, 
 and Baker, saw the black plumes of the 
 Death Angel in the path before them. 
 Thoudi as live a man as ever breathed, 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 
 
 521 
 
 the dauntless Ellsworth penned a solemn 
 farewell to his parents, in the dead of the 
 last midnight that he ever watched. The 
 brave Lyon, too, exhibited a strange and 
 reckless bewilderment, on that disastrous 
 day when his gallant heart was breaking 
 under the double conviction that death 
 had marked him, and the government had 
 forgotten him. Colonel Baker for several 
 days was oppressed by this overhanging 
 consciousness. He became as restless as 
 an eagle in his camp. He came down to 
 Washington and settled all his affairs. 
 He went to say farewell to the family of 
 the President. A lady — who in her high 
 position was still gracefully mindful of early 
 friendships — gave him a bouquet of late 
 flowers. As he took them he said, quietly, 
 and with a pensive eye resting upon the 
 sweet and fragile blossoms, — 
 
 " Very beautiful ! These jloivers and 
 my memory will wither together ! " 
 
 At night he hastily reviewed his papers. 
 Pie indicated upon each its proper disposi- 
 tion " in case I shovdd not return." He 
 pressed with quiet earnestness upon his 
 friend. Colonel Webb, who, hoAvever, 
 deprecated such ghostly instnictions, the 
 measures which might become necessary 
 in regard to the resting-place of liis mortal 
 remains. All this without any ostentation. 
 He performed these various offices with 
 the quiet coolness of a soldier and a man 
 of affairs, then mounted his horse and rode 
 gaily away to his death. Every man in 
 that ill-starred struggle to which he hast- 
 ened fought as bravely as if victory Avere 
 really among possibilities. Their duty 
 was to stand there until they were ordered 
 away. Death was merely an incident of 
 the performance of that duty; and the 
 coolest man there was the Colonel com- 
 manding. He talked hopefully and cheer- 
 ily to his men, even while his heart was 
 sinking with the sun, and the grim pres- 
 ence of disaster and ruin Avas before him. 
 He was ten paces in their front, w^here all 
 might -see him and take pattern by him. 
 He carried his left hand nonchalantly in 
 
 his breast, and criticised the firing as 
 quietly as if on parade, saying, 
 
 " Lower, boys ! Steady, there ! Keep 
 cool now and fire low, and the day is 
 ours ! " 
 
 All at once, as if moved by one impulse, 
 a sudden sheet of fii'e burst from the 
 curved covert of the enemy, and Edward 
 Dickinson Baker Avas promoted, by one 
 grand brevet of the God of Battles, above 
 the acclaim of the field, above the applause 
 of the Avorld, to the heaven of the martyr 
 and the hero. But the fUiwei-s Avere still 
 beauteous and fragrant, as Avill ever be the 
 memory of this most gallant soldier and 
 of his brave compeers, EllsAvorth, Lyon, 
 and the long procession of martyr patriots. 
 
 Tracts vs. Pound Cake. 
 
 A secession lady A^isited the hospital at 
 Nashville one morning Avitn a negro serv- 
 ant, Avho carried a large basket on his arm, 
 covered Avith a Avhite linen cloth. She 
 approached a German and accosted him 
 thus : 
 
 "Are you a good Union man ?." 
 
 " I ish dat," Avas the laconic reply of the 
 German, at the same time casting a hope- 
 ful glance at the basket aforesaid. 
 
 " That is all I wanted to knoAv," replied 
 the lady, and beckoning to the negi-o to 
 folloAv, she passed to the opposite side of 
 the room, Avhere a Confederate soldier lay, 
 and asked him the same question, to Avhich 
 he very promptly replied : " Not by a 
 sisht. The lady thereupon uncov- 
 
 ered the basket and laid out a bottle of 
 Avine, mince pies, pound cake, and other 
 delicacies, which Avere greedily dcA'oured 
 in the presence of the soldiers, Avho felt 
 somewhat indignant at such un-Samaritan- 
 like conduct. 
 
 On the folloAving morning however, an- 
 other lady made her appearance Avith a 
 large covered basket, and she also accosted 
 our German friend, and desired to knoAV 
 if he was a Union man. 
 
 " I ish, by Got ; I no care Avhat you got ; 
 I bese Union." 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 The lady set the basket on the table, 
 and our German friend thought the truth" 
 had availed in this case, if it did not in 
 the other. But imagine the length of the 
 poor fellow's countenance when the lady 
 uncovered the basket, and presented him 
 
 TracU^s. Pound Cake. 
 
 Avith about a bushel of tracts. He shook 
 his head dolefully and said ; 
 
 "I no read English, and, beside, dat 
 rebel on 'se oder side of 'se house need tern 
 so more as me." 
 
 The lady distributed them and left. 
 
 Not long afterwards along came another 
 richly dressed lady, who propounded the 
 same question to the German. He stood 
 gazing at the basket, apparently at a loss 
 for a reply. At length he answered her 
 in Yankee style, as follows : 
 
 " By Got, you no got me dis time ; vat 
 you got mit the basket?" 
 
 The lady required an unequivocal reply 
 to her question, and was about to move 
 on when Teuton shouted out — 
 
 " If 3'ou got tracts I bese Union ; but 
 if you got mince pie mit pound cake unt 
 vine, I be secesh like de tibel." 
 
 Tender Btirial of a Union Dmmmer Boy by 
 
 Two Girls. 
 
 After the Battle of Beau Station, the 
 
 Confederate soldiers gave loose play to all 
 manner of indignities toward the slam. 
 They stripped their bodies, and shot per- 
 sons who came near the battlefield to show 
 any attention to the dead. The body of 
 a little drummer boy was left naked and 
 exposed. Near by in an humble house, 
 there were two young girls, the eldest but 
 sixteen, who resolved to give the body a 
 decent burial. They took the night for 
 their task. With hammer and nails in 
 hand, and boards on their shoulders, they 
 sought the place where the body of the 
 dead drummer boy lay. From their own 
 scanty wardrobe they clothed the body 
 for the grave. With their own hands they 
 made a rude coffin, in which they tenderly 
 put the dead body. They dug the grav^ 
 and lowered the body into it, and covered 
 it over. The noise of the hammering 
 brought some of the rebels to the spot. 
 The sight was too much for them. Not a 
 word was spoken, no one interfered, and 
 when the sacred rites of the burial were 
 perfoi'med, all separated, and the little 
 drummer boy lay in undisturbed rest in 
 the grave dug by gentle maidens' hands 
 on the battle field. Such tenderness and 
 devotion deserve to run along the line of 
 coming generations with the story of the 
 woman Avho broke the alabaster box on 
 the loved head of the Saviour, and with 
 her who of her penury cast her two mites 
 into the treasury. 
 
 Talk with a Pretty Secession Miss. 
 
 While stopping at a certain town in 
 Georgia, a Union man on public business 
 found himself, on the invitation of a friend, 
 sitting at meat not only with Republicans 
 and sinners, but also with rebels. A young 
 lady did the honors of the table most 
 gracefully, taking great pains in pouring 
 out the essence of Java into cups of china 
 to display to good advantage the daintiest 
 taper fingers in the world. Withal she 
 was very pretty. 
 
 The usual table talk began, when the 
 friend referred to, who well understood 
 
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 523 
 
 her secession proclivities, turned to her, 
 and pleasantly remarked : 
 
 " Mr. , my friend and our guest, 
 
 has relatives in the South — two brothers 
 in the rebel army." 
 
 " Is that true ? Tliey are fighting in a 
 good * ause," she said spiritedly. 
 
 "No doubt they think so," hqjpimply 
 replied, hoping to avoid the discussion of 
 an unpleasant subject ; but in this he was 
 doomed to be disappointed. 
 
 " How can you, Mr. , fight against 
 
 them ? " she continued half angrily. 
 
 " I am not fighting or willing to fight 
 against relatives," he rejoined, " but, for a 
 principle — a fl«g — a government. Nor 
 am I in the loyal army because I hate 
 the South, for in my opinion that man who 
 can not rise above sectional animosities is 
 not equal to the emergency ! One can 
 give no greater proof that he loves his 
 whole country than that he is willing to 
 die for its salvation." 
 
 A warm discussion after the usual sort 
 ensued, at which the young lady became 
 angry at everybody in general, and her 
 guest in particular — who, however, neither 
 spoke nor wished any harm to her, any 
 
 Alexander H. Stephens. 
 
 way. And when, a few days afterwards, 
 her brother was caught in the act of burn- 
 ing a railroad bridge, and she could be 
 seen in her despair, imploringly asking, 
 " AVill the authorities hang him, my poor. 
 
 dear brother? " that same denounced guest 
 was on hand to ofier her his heartfelt sym- 
 pathy. 
 
 Sequel : That bright young secession 
 miss, so warm an advocate of Southern 
 rights, subsequently married a full-blooded 
 Yankee officer! Bravo ! Like Vice-Presi- 
 dent Stephens, foremost among Georgia's 
 political law givers, but who so eloquently 
 defended the Union at the first breaking 
 out of secession, then turned a complete 
 summerset <the other way, and when last 
 heard from was re-advocating the Union 
 cause, — it is no wonder that .similar gyra- 
 tions should be performed by the other 
 sex. To make up for the loss of her 
 pretty phiz, in a jiictorial sense, that of 
 Stephens will at least afford as much food 
 for study, physiologically considered. 
 
 General O.'s Stem Particularity as to his 
 Night "Wardrobe. 
 
 After the advent of General Logan's 
 splendid corps at Huntsville, the rooms in 
 the principal hotels were quite in demand. 
 A beautiful and accomplished actress had 
 been staying for a while at the Huntsville 
 Hotel, and in about a minute, minute-and- 
 a-half, or two minutes, after she had va- 
 cated her room, the gallant General O. 
 was assigned to it by the landlord. The 
 General, on examining his bed previ- 
 ous to retiring, found a snowy robe de 
 nuit neatly folded under his pillow, 
 marked in delicate characters with the 
 name of the fair owner. The chamber- 
 maid was called and asked by the Gener- 
 al, as he held up the pretty garment in 
 
 his hand, " Do you know JMiss : — ; ? " 
 
 " Yes," answered the bewildered chamber- 
 maid. " Then carry this to her with my 
 
 compliments, and say General is 
 
 not in the habit of sleeping with empty 
 night-gowns." By a strange oversight, 
 the funds of the Sanitary Fair held at 
 * fell short considerably, in default 
 
 of that snowy robe de nuit not having been 
 on raffle, labelled with the General's stem 
 refusal to have it in his night wardrobe. 
 
524 
 
 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, 
 
 Capt. Dickson's Ride with the Pretty Secesh. 
 
 Captain Dickson, of the Ninth New 
 York Cavalry, while at the sunny South, 
 came across an out-and-out ' skecesh ' land 
 tiermaid — though in the Captain the de- 
 lectable creature met her match. He was 
 directed to escort said dangerous damsel 
 of eighteen or twenty summers, outside 
 of the Union lines. Having several miles 
 to ride in company, the conversation nat- 
 urally was upon matters connected with 
 the war. She was good-looking, young, 
 sarcastic, and a member in her mouth 
 evidently hung in the middle, which en- 
 abled her to talk with an astounding vol- 
 ubility. Having got fairly started on their 
 way — 
 
 "Well," says the little Miss, pertly, 
 " when are you going to Richmond ? You 
 did not succeed by the way of Fredericks- 
 burg ? " 
 
 Captain — "No, that was only a, feint; 
 we^are going to Richmond by the way of 
 Tennessee." 
 
 The smirk that this answer caused ma- 
 demoiselle to put on cannot be placed on 
 paper. 
 
 Lady — " Your Colonel (Cesnola) want- 
 ed to take me prisoner ; I would nofcJike 
 to be a prisoner and live on hard tack and 
 pork as your soldiers do." 
 
 Captain (complacently) — " Don't know 
 about that ; we could feed you well ; we 
 are daily supplied with cotton and other 
 delicacies of the season ; " naively allud- 
 ing to the provisions brought in by forag- 
 ing parties, from whose daily visits the 
 lady herself had suffered as nuich as any 
 one. Another smirk of her pretty face 
 and a toss of the head was the only reply. 
 Captain — "Under Pope Ave managed 
 to live Avell." 
 
 Lady — " Yes ! (Dry emphatic) that old 
 mean Pope ; I only wish he was in com- 
 mand 710 w, how we would run you back 
 to Washington again?" 
 
 Captain — " Yes, but it was a great pity 
 that your army had to leave Maryland so 
 
 abruptly before Little Mac." After a 
 little pause, 
 
 Lady (resuming) — "You did'nt make 
 much out of Vicksburg ? " 
 
 Captain — " Oh, Ave only attracted your 
 attention there, while our troops took a 
 little post of eight thousand men in Ar^ 
 kansa^" 
 
 Lady (changing the attack) — " You are 
 going to ci'oss noAV at Richard's Ferry ? " 
 
 Captain — " Yes." 
 
 Lady — " I heard you were going to 
 cross beloAV Fredericksburg." 
 
 Captain — " Yes, Burnside says it is the 
 most practicable." 
 
 The lady at this pointy provoked and 
 puzzeled beyond measure, exclaimed in 
 the most sarcastic manner imaginable, and 
 Avith correspondent expression of her pret- 
 ty phiz, 
 
 " I understand that if it remains muddy 
 you are all going hack to Washington!" 
 
 Captain (with provoking coolness)- — 
 " Yes ; I believe that is the latest order." 
 
 The Captain, being a most redoubtable 
 wag, Avas one too much for Miss Secesh, 
 and before they parted she frankly " OAvned 
 up " to that much. 
 
 Material for the Novelist's Pen. 
 There Avas in one of the Indiana regi- 
 ments a young girl Avho did soldier's ser- 
 vice for the space of tAvo years, and all 
 under the most peculiar circumstances, — 
 never until the last disclosing her sex. 
 Having, at the end of the period named, 
 got tired of the rough and arduous life 
 she Avas leading, she procured a supply of 
 feminine apparel, and arraying herself 
 therein, set off for home, after calling on 
 her Colonel, telling Avho she Avas and bid- 
 ding him good-bye — leaA'ing him and all 
 the rest of the officers, as Avell as the men, 
 Avho became aAvare of her identity, utterly 
 dumb AA'ith amazement. She had fought 
 bravely, and had done her duty Avell, all 
 through the two years she had been in the 
 service, and had received tAvo severe 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC. 
 
 525 
 
 wounds, but diu-ing all this period her sex 
 was undiscovered. Her reason for enter- 
 ins the service was that she mio;ht be near 
 a young man whom she loved; but he 
 proving a coward, she became disgusted 
 with him, and then continued to serve in 
 the hope that some friendly bullet would 
 end her unhappy life. But finally becom- 
 ing cured of her love, romance and mis- 
 antln-opy, she concluded to return to her- 
 proper sphere in life and live like a ra- 
 tional creature. 
 
 Speedy Realization of an Angry "Wish.. 
 
 A correspondent writing from the York- 
 town peninsula tells the following : — While 
 coming from a scout tliis afternoon we call- 
 ed at a house and found a couple of ladies, 
 quite young, and one as handsome as a 
 Hebe. They were secesh to the back- 
 bone, and had each a " lovyer " in the 
 rebel army ; one of them was at York- 
 town, and only left the day before to pick 
 his way back along the York river, and 
 caiTy such information as he had gotten 
 from us. The young lady showed us his 
 photograph, a good looking Lieutenant, 
 and hoped we should meet him face to 
 face, that he might leave us for dead. 
 
 "Oh," said she, "if all the Yankees 
 were one man and I had a sword here, I 
 should like to cut his throat ! " 
 
 And she said it with a vim, too. We 
 told her we would take good care of young 
 Lieutenant White, and see that Miss Flo- 
 rill had an opportunity to change her name 
 after the battle was over, hoping for an 
 invitation to the wedding, and as she had 
 called me the ' Divine,' or chaplain of the 
 regiment, I proposed to marry them. 
 
 "Never," said she ; " I hope he toill come 
 home dead before you shall take Yorktown. 
 I would wade in blood up to my knees to 
 bury his body." 
 
 She spoke of poison in a glass of water 
 we drank, but I replied that " one look of 
 her angel face, one smile from her lovely 
 features would be an antidote to the rank- 
 
 est poison." " Yes," she replied, " and to 
 your hatred of the South, too." 
 
 The flirtation nearly made her in favor 
 of ' Union ' and us the more so. But we 
 had not gone far when we observed a com- 
 pany of soldiers approaching, who brought 
 with them the ' lovyer ' — a corpse xifpon a 
 litter, returning to his sweetheart. He had 
 been shot while trying to avoid the quick 
 eye of our sharpshooters, near a house 
 upon the York river shore, where liis father 
 had resided, and where a negro informed 
 the soldier that his mother and sister were 
 at the house where we had been in con- 
 versation with the ladies, one of whom 
 was his sister, and our soldiers had, after 
 receivuig orders, carried him to be buried. 
 We did not mar the sorrow of the rela- 
 tives by stopping to witness the reception 
 of the body. Her hasty wish that he 
 might ' come home dead ' was speedily and 
 sadly realized 
 
 Kentucky's Joan d' Arc. 
 A marauding band of secessionists in 
 Kentucky, on their way to Mount Sterling, 
 stopped at the house of a Mr. Oklom, and, 
 he being absent at the time, plundered 
 him of all his horses, and among them a 
 valuable one belonging to his daughter 
 Cornelia. She resisted the outrage as lona; 
 as she could, but finding all her eflbrts in 
 vain, she sprang upon another horse and 
 started post haste toward the town to give 
 the alarm. Her first animal gave out, 
 when she seized another, and meeting the 
 messenger from ]\liddletown, she sent him 
 as fast as his horse could carry him to con- 
 vey the necessary warning to Mount 
 Sterling where he arrived most opportune- 
 ly. Miss Oldom then retraced her way 
 toward home, taking . with her a double- 
 barreled shot-gun. She found a pair of 
 saddle-bags on the road, belonging to a 
 Confederate officer, which contained a pair 
 of revolvers, and soon she came up with 
 the advancing marauders, and ordered them 
 to halt. Perceiving that one of the 
 
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 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, 
 
 thieves rode lier horse, she ordered him to 
 surrender the animal ; this he refused, and 
 finding that persuasion would not gain her 
 ends, she levelled the shot-gun at the 
 rider, commanding him, as Damon did the 
 traveler, " down from his horse," and 
 threatened to fire if he did not comply. 
 Her indomitable spirit at last prevailed, 
 and the robbers, seeing something in her 
 eye that spoke a terrible menace, surren- 
 dered her favorite steed, AVhen she had 
 regained his back, and patted him on the 
 neck, he gave a neigh of muigled recog- 
 nition and triumph, and she turned his 
 head homeward and cantered off as leis- 
 urely as if she were taking her morning 
 
 exercise. 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Elizabeth Comstock and the Dying Soldier. 
 Elizabeth Comstock, a lady of English 
 birth, and a resident of Michigan, is an 
 eloquent preacher of the Society of 
 Friends. For some years she had devot- 
 
 Eliz Comstock and the Dying Soldier. 
 
 ed herself particvilarly to visiting pi'isons 
 and hospitals, and with the self-denying 
 spirit of a Hov/ard or a Fry, has minis- 
 tered to the suffering inmates. She was 
 in attendance at the Yearly Meeting of 
 Friends, at Newport, Rhode Island, in 
 
 1864, and at the clo?e it was urged to visit 
 Salem and spend Fast Day with friends 
 there. This invitation she declined, say- 
 ing that there were no hospitals or prisons 
 there, and to these was her mission. Soon 
 after, however, yielding to a strong im- 
 pression upon her own mind, that it was 
 her duty, she announced that she would 
 go. She attended Friends' Meeting and 
 preached, her subject being " the value of 
 early religious training." Illustrative of 
 this, she related the following touching in- 
 cident : — 
 
 Soon after the terrible battle of Fred- 
 ericksburg, she visited one of the hospi- 
 tals in the vicinity of Washington, going 
 from ward to ward, and from cot to cot, 
 comforting and consoling the wounded 
 sufferers. Upon one bed lay a young 
 man, with eyes closed, and apparently in- 
 sensible. The attendant remarked that it 
 would be useless to speak to him, as he 
 had been constantly delirious since his ar- 
 rival, and had now relapsed into a death-like 
 stupor. But the good lady, full of moth- 
 ei'ly, christian sympathy, stopped by the 
 bedside, and repeated Dr. Watts's hymn, 
 in her sweet tones : 
 
 ' Jesus can make a dying bed 
 Feel soft as downy pillows are,' &c. 
 
 As she closed, the young man looked 
 up, with an intelligent smile, and seeing 
 the female form, said — " I knew you would 
 come, mother, and speak to me of Jesus." 
 By his side the good woman remained, till 
 the youth's spirit left him, and catching 
 his last accents on earth, " Mother, I am 
 going to Jesus." 
 
 But the most remarkable part of this 
 affecting story is to come. 
 
 As the meeting broke up, and the 
 Friends were leaving, the preacher's at- 
 tention was ari-ested by a female face in 
 the throng, and she remarked to a friend, 
 " That must be the mother of the young 
 soldier, of whom I spoke." They met, 
 the preacher and the mother, and upon 
 comparing notes, the fast was established, 
 that it was the son of that mother, to 
 
DOME; 
 
 [ANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 
 
 527 
 
 whom good Elizabe !' . '■ 'iiH(<.' had mhi- 
 istered in his dyinjj; hour, anu had thus 
 brought to her the first knowledge of that 
 son's death. Perhaps none but a parent 
 can imagine the consolation thus [^iven by 
 the assurance that, in his dyinj/ hour, the 
 young soldier thought of his mother, and 
 coupled her name with <\ ritof t! -laviour, 
 whom she had taug;\t hii;^ revere. 
 
 Who shall say, that tin Good Spirit did 
 not lead Elizabeth Coiii, (m !-. out of her 
 chosen path of labor, . uort to 
 
 the heart of that Salem " 
 
 Music in the H 
 
 A young lady was hej i wish 
 
 I could do something f - ccuiiry; I 
 
 would A^llingly become ;; inu-jt; iu a hos- 
 pital, but I have not the ! hy ical ~t;ei;gth. 
 What can I do ? " 
 
 " You can sing," a friei i f -nxi. 
 
 " Yes, I can sing, but wliat of th, " 
 
 " Go to one of the ho ng 
 
 for the soldiers." 
 
 The idea pleased her. .^L^ accompa- 
 nied a friend who was long used to such 
 visits, and who introduced her by saying 
 to the patients : 
 
 " Here is a young lady w^ho has come 
 to sing for you." 
 
 At the mere announcement, every face 
 was aglow with animation, every eye 
 w^s rivited upon her with expectant pleas- 
 ure. She sang a few songs, commencing 
 with the glorious " Star Spangled Ban- 
 ner." As the thrilling notes of that song 
 rang through the apartment, one poor 
 man, who had been given up by the phy- 
 sician as an almost hopeless case, raised 
 himself in his cot, leaned his head upon 
 his hand, and drank in every note like so 
 much nectar. The effect was electrical. 
 From that moment he began to amend, 
 and finally recovered. 
 
 Pive Himdred Dollars for a Plate of Cream. 
 
 A treasury note for five hundred dollars 
 
 was sent to the United States Treasury at 
 
 Washington, for redemption, in 1863, hav- 
 
 ing upon it the following endorsement: 
 " This bill was paid for one plate of ice 
 cream in Jersey City, at a fair for the 
 benefit of sick and wounded soldiers, by 
 J. A., Esq., April 11, 1863. H. M. H." 
 This raised the little query, " How much 
 change did J. A. get ? or, if he did not 
 reo^ve any, then who is J. A ? " Well, 
 there was, it seems, a fair at Jersey City, 
 for the benefit of sick and wounded sol- 
 diers ; and among other things provided 
 by the benevolent ladies in charge Avas a 
 bountiful supply of ice cream. In the 
 course of the evening a well known and 
 excellent gentleman called for a plate of 
 the cream, ate it, and laid down a five 
 huiidred dollar treasury note in payment. 
 The lady from whom he had procured the 
 delicacy was thunderstruck — declaring her 
 utter inability to make the change. " Never 
 mind the change ! " said the gentleman, 
 and walked away. The gentleman who 
 chose this pleasant mode of contributing 
 to a noble cause was Mr. John Armstrong, 
 of Jersey City. 
 
 Two made One : the Sergeant and the 
 Daughter of the Eeg-iment. 
 
 The marriage of a favorite Massachu- 
 setts sergeant with the " daughter of the 
 regiment " constituted one of those pleas- 
 ant ej^isodes in military life which every 
 body loves to Avitness or see chronicled. 
 Says 'Carleton,' that admirable delineator. 
 
 Six bold riflemen, clad in blue, Avith 
 scarlet' doublets over the left shoulder, and 
 bearing blazing torches, six glittering 
 Zouaves, with brilliant trappings sparkling 
 in the light ; and then the holloAV square, 
 where march the bridegix>om and bride ; 
 then seven rows of six groomsmen in a 
 row, all armed cap-a-pie, with burnished 
 weapons, flashing back the lustre of the 
 Zouave uniform ; and all around the gi-and 
 regiment darkening the white tent-folds, 
 as their ruddy faces were but half dis- 
 closed between the red and yellow glare 
 of the fires, and the soft, silver light of the 
 May moon. 
 
528 
 
 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP 1 .. 
 
 iLION, 
 
 Marching thus, preceded by the two 
 files of sixes, and followed by the glitter- 
 ing rows of groomsmen, the little cortege 
 moved out of the great tent on the edge 
 of the circle, and went slowly, amid the 
 bold strains of the " Midsummer Night's 
 Dream," toward the regimental chaplain. 
 
 The bride was fair-haired, blue-eyed, 
 rosy-cheeked, darkened in their hue by 
 exposure to the sun, and in just the dress 
 worn by les Jilles du regiment. She was 
 formed in that athletic mould which dis- 
 tinguishes the Amazon from her opposite 
 extreme of frailty. She was, in a word, 
 a young girl apparently about eighteen 
 years of age, with clear, courageous eye, 
 quivering lip, and soldierly tread. 
 
 The bridegroom was of the same san- 
 guine, Germanic temperament, as the 
 bride, and full six feet in height ; dress — a 
 cocked hat, with blue plume, dark blue 
 frock, with bright scarlet blanket, tartan 
 fashion over the shoulder, and small sword, 
 — looking every inch a hero. And there 
 they stood before the regimental chaplain, 
 with liis robe and surplice and great book, 
 amid the stai'e of a thousand anxious 
 hearts, and to the music of glorious old 
 Mendelsohn. The music ceased ; and then 
 a silence, succeeded by the clear voice of 
 the preacher — a few short words, a few 
 heart-felt prayers, the formal legal ceremo- 
 nial, and the happy " amen." It was done. 
 The pair were man and wife. The grooms- 
 people formed a hollow square around the 
 newly-wedded couple. In one comer a 
 gatcAvay was left for the entrance of the 
 men. Then came one by one the mem- 
 bers of that troop, with a kind Avord each, 
 as each touched the bride lightly on the 
 cheek, and grasped the bridegroom heartily 
 by the hand — of one the sworn fathers, 
 of the other the friends and brothers, com- 
 rades in arms. 
 
 The drums rolled forth again ! 
 
 Anna ])Ianley, the Baltimore Heroine. 
 The band of the Sixth Massachusetts 
 'regiment that left Boston, numbered twen- 
 
 ty-four r h their musical in- 
 
 strument . Mi v.ij' , ! car by themselves 
 from Philadelphia ialtimore. By some 
 accident this car ftot switched off at Can- 
 instead of being the 
 
 
 ton Dej 
 
 first, it 
 others, ; 
 by the 
 furious' 
 assailir 
 other 
 
 and de:^uolL=l 
 of the mi-f; 
 of the ^ • 
 hole throu.. 
 powder to i 
 
 t. w> that 
 
 I of. 
 
 the rear of all the 
 I'' attack.,liad been made 
 lie soldiei-s, they came 
 :■ car of unarmed men, 
 joi. ntly with stones and 
 itjsiles, (VOTuiding some severely, 
 g ill', ir instruments. Some 
 its. '.umped upon the roof 
 h a bar of iron, beat a 
 '.'•hile others called for 
 \ the whole concern up. 
 The poor fellows had now to jump out 
 and iiif>«t fL( 'i (ioadish assailants hand to 
 hand at once stoned furiously, 
 
 and 'an ';^'iiLlJ lin-ough the crowd, fight- 
 ing *!)ei'' way along, and going they knew 
 not \s ;hey were thus fleeing at 
 
 ran ..d .niuugh the streets, a rough look- 
 ing man suddenly jumped in front of their 
 lea !i': ■ • -', laimed, " This Avay, boys ! 
 
 thi 
 
 (iist friendly voice they had 
 he :■ i -;;)v e it tiring Baltimore ; their new 
 gi le took tht^m up a narrow court, where 
 they found aji open door, into wdiich they 
 rish.f'fl. l.r'Jp.r. met inside by a powerful 
 li ok' ; ■ , 1, who grasped each one by 
 
 t 1'- directed them up stairs. 
 
 ' . aeir number was knocked 
 
 : en- as he was entering the door, 
 
 iiich struck him on the head, 
 but the V. K.:. m Avho had welcomed them, 
 immediately caught up their fallen com- 
 rade, and carried him in her arms up the 
 stairs. 
 
 "lozt are perfectly safe here, hoys" said 
 the Amazon, who directly proceeded to wash 
 and bind up their wounds. After having 
 done this she procured them food, and then 
 told them to strip off their uniforms, and 
 put on the clothes she had brought them, 
 — a motley assortment of baize jackets, 
 ragged coats, and old trowsers. Thus 
 equipped, they were enabled to go out in 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PEISON, ETC. 
 
 529 
 
 search of their companions, without dan- 
 ger of attack from the Plug UgUes and 
 Blood Tubs. 
 
 They then learned the particulars of 
 the attack on the soldiers and of their 
 escape, and saw lying at the station tlie 
 two men who had been killed, and the 
 others that were wounded. On going 
 back to the house where they were so 
 humanely treated, they found that their 
 clothes had been carefully tied up, and 
 with their battered instruments had been 
 sent to the depot of the Philadelphia rail- 
 road, where they were advised to ^o 
 themselves. They did not long hesitate, 
 but started in the next train, and arrived 
 in Philadelphia just in time to meet the 
 Eighth regiment of Massachusetts Volun- 
 teers, under command of General Butler, 
 who told them to hasten back to the Old 
 Bay State to show their battered faces and 
 broken limbs, and that they should yet 
 come back and play " Hail Columbia " in 
 the streets of Baltimore, where they had 
 been so inhumanly assaulted. 
 
 The noble-hearted woman who rescued 
 these men, dressed their wounds, fed them 
 at her own cost, and sent them back in safe- 
 ty to their homes, was a well-known public 
 character in Baltimore — an outcast, accord- 
 ing to the verdict of Christian society ; but 
 she was a true heroine, nevertheless, and 
 entitled to the grateful consideration of 
 the country. "Anna Manley " is the name 
 by which she has been known in the city 
 of Blood Tubs. 
 
 Love and Treason. 
 
 A young man, belonging to one of the 
 Tennessee regiments — he held the rank 
 of Fii'St Lieutenant in his company — re- 
 ceived a mortal wound in the Fort Donel- 
 son conflict. This young officer was a 
 native of Harrisburg, Penn., and had re- 
 sided there until the autumn of 1859, 
 when he went to Columbia, Tenn., and 
 there engaged in the practice of law with 
 considerable success. 
 
 While in Tennessee fie became ac- 
 33 
 
 quainted with and enamored of a yomig 
 lady of culture and fortune, a distant rela- 
 tive of General Pillow, and was soon en- 
 gaged to marry her. The love-stream of 
 the young couple flowed smoothly enough 
 until the fall of Sumter and the secession 
 of Tennessee, when the affianced husband, 
 a strong advocate for the Union, returned 
 home, designing to wed after the troubles 
 were over. The betrothed pair corres- 
 ponded regularly ; but, some weeks after 
 the lover had gone to Harrisburg, the girl, 
 who had suddenly grown a violent seces- 
 sionist, informed him that she would not 
 become his wife unless he would enlist in 
 the rebel service and fight for the inde- 
 pendence of the South. 
 
 The young man was exceedingly loth 
 to take such a course, and remonstrated 
 with his beloved to no purpose, — and at 
 last, in the blindness of his attachment, 
 and the goading selfishness of passion, he 
 informed his parents of his intention to 
 win his mistress on the tented field ; the 
 field of his country's enemies. In vain 
 they endeavored to dissuade him from 
 such a resolution. He went to Tennessee, 
 raised a company, received the congratu- 
 lations of his traitorous friends, and the 
 copious caresses of his charming tempter. 
 
 The Lieutenant proceeded to Donelson, 
 in December, and, a few days before the 
 fight, heard that his betrothed Avas the wife 
 of another ! His heart had never been in 
 the cause, though it was in another's keep- 
 ing ; and, stung by remorse, and crushed 
 by the perfidy of his mistress, he had no 
 desire to live. Unwilling to desert on the 
 field of battle the cause he had embraced, 
 lest he might be charged with cowardice, 
 he resolved to lose that existence that had 
 become unbearable to him ; and in the 
 thickest of the fight, while seeking death 
 without endeavoring to inflict it, he re- 
 ceived a mortal wound. 
 
 Those who have not read " Edmund 
 Kirke's " marvelous delineations of life 
 and character in the midst of " the institu- * 
 tion," have yet to feast themselves from 
 
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 one of the rarest of literary dishes yet 
 served up. ' Uncle Tom's Cabin ' can not 
 compare with it in point of originality, 
 freshness, pathos, and sparkling narrative ; 
 and the same remark is applicable to his 
 later sketches of the scenes and localities 
 of the war. 
 
 Plowers from Lowly Hands for the Fallen 
 Brave. 
 
 The killing of the brave and accom- 
 plished Captain Howard Dwight, by the 
 hands of guerrillas, was an event which 
 brought sorrow to many a heart, and de- 
 prived the nation of one of the most gal- 
 lant and trusty officers. After he fell, his 
 body was taken to New Orleans, and borne 
 to his former residence there, to await the 
 departure of a steamer which should trans- 
 port it to his home in Massachusetts. A 
 guard of men detailed for the purpose, 
 from the Forty-seventh Massachusetts 
 regiment of volunteers, was placed around 
 the house both day and night. 
 
 The brother and immediate friends of 
 the deceased wrapped the coffin in the 
 American flag, and covered it with flowers. 
 These arrangements bping concluded, they 
 left the apartment and retired for the 
 night. When, on the next morrdng, the 
 afflicted brother entered the room again, a 
 scene presented itself which showed that 
 there were others besides the immediate 
 friends who sought to pay their tribute 
 of respect to the memoiy of the fallen 
 hero. 
 
 Members of " the Union Association of 
 Colored Women" had visited the room 
 early in the morning. They had brought 
 white linen with which they had covered 
 the furniture of the room, and upon which 
 they had sewed green leaves. They had 
 filled tlie room and covered the coffin with 
 the freshest and sweetest flowers, made 
 into wreaths and bouquets. They had 
 made the scene one upon which the eye 
 rested with delight. Each morning this 
 labor of love was repeated. At each re- 
 turning dawn the faded flowers of the pre- 
 
 vious day were removed, and those of fresh 
 beauty and fragrance took their place. 
 
 Before Lieutenant Dwight left New 
 Orleans, on his sad mission, he attempted 
 to express his thanks to those who had 
 shown such tender care for him whom he 
 mourned. He therefore said to one of 
 their number, m tender gratitude for their 
 loving offices to the departed : 
 
 " I want to thank you, but I know not 
 how to express my thanks." 
 
 " You owe us no thank§," was the reply ; 
 " Who are your friends, if we are not. All 
 we ask of yoii is, that when you go home, 
 you will tell the northern people how we 
 feel, 'and say to them that we want our 
 husbands and our sons to be allowed to 
 fight in this Avar." 
 
 Medicinal Properties of Blankets Gloriously 
 Illustrated. 
 
 In the month of December, 1863, a 
 Vermont regiment was encamped beyond 
 Arlington Heights, m Virginia. The men 
 of the regiment were brawny and robust, 
 but proti-acted exposure had occasioned an 
 unusual degree of sickness among them ; 
 and application was made to the Sanitary 
 Commission for supplies, medical and oth- 
 erwise. The regiment, for some cause, 
 had never been supplied with blankets, 
 and many of the sick were consequently 
 destitute of the most necessary pi'otection 
 from the cold. The wants of the men 
 once discovered to the Sanitary Commis- 
 sion, arrangements were immediately made 
 to supply them, and m a day or two one 
 hundred and fifty blankets were forward- 
 ed ; blankets made and given, most of 
 them, by the wives and sisters of volun- 
 teers. 
 
 In this regiment was a private — An- 
 drews, he may be called, — a large, stal- 
 wart fellow, who had been broken down 
 by severe service, and was considered by 
 all as beyond hope of recovery. He 
 had behaved with niai-ked bravery in eve- 
 ry engagement in which his regiment had 
 participated, and was a universal favorite 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC. 
 
 531 
 
 among his comrades. Though naturally 
 coui'ageous and stout hearted, his physical 
 prostration had seriously affected his mind, 
 and he was full of despondency, expecting 
 momentarily to die. When the supplies 
 of the Sanitary Commission were con- 
 veyed to the camp, the condition of this 
 man was brought particularly to the atten- 
 tion of the agent havmg them in charge. 
 He, full of sympathy for the suffering fel- 
 low, provided him with all possible com- 
 forts, such as fruits, medicines, and agree- 
 able food, adding to his supplies a sick 
 blanket, which he carefully folded over 
 the patient, as he lay on his hard, board 
 bed. The following day, visiting the reg- 
 imental camp a second time, the agent was 
 met by the Colonel with the information 
 that Andrews was much better, and prom- 
 ised, after all, to recover. 
 
 " Would you believe it," said the Colo- 
 nel, " the sight of that blanket seemed to 
 bring the fellow right back to life ; his 
 whole manner brightened ; his very fin- 
 gers grew nettlesome, clutching the blank- 
 et with a very ecstacy of delight." 
 
 The agent hurried to the sick man's 
 tent, and found him, indeed, vastly im- 
 proved. His face brightened as the agent 
 approached, but he did not take his gaze 
 from the blankets. Presently, pointing 
 with his long, thin finger to a corner of 
 the blanket, he whispered — 
 
 " That, Sir, has been better medicine 
 than all your hospital stuff. It has put 
 new life into my veins ; if I'm ever a well 
 man it'll be because God sent me this 
 blanket." 
 
 The story of that blanket was a simple 
 and yet a surprising one. It had been 
 made hy the soldier's own wife, living, far 
 away among the Vermont hills, and had 
 been sent with other contributions from 
 the same neighborhood to the Sanitary 
 Commission. The woman was poor, her 
 home was humble, but she had a true 
 heart, and having nothing else to give she 
 had actually cut up the silk dress in which 
 she was man-ied, and applied it to the 
 
 purpose in question. On one comer she 
 had marked her name, and with that mark 
 only had sent it on its mission, little 
 dreaming what coincidence would attend 
 that mission. The blanket, laid with ten- 
 der hands over the soldier, immediately 
 caught his eye ; the material seemed fa- 
 miliar; he had. certainly seen it before, 
 and that thought roused his whole nature. 
 Presently, pulling up the corners to his 
 face — he was too weak to raise himself — 
 and passing the whole slowly before his 
 eyes, he saw the name dearer to him than 
 all the world besides ! In an instant the 
 whole story of her sacrifice for the sol- 
 diers' sake was daguerreotyped upon his 
 thought. What wonder that, under the 
 flood of memories which that moment 
 came over him, sweeping away all thoughts 
 of self, all despondency and gloom,' he 
 grew hopeful again, realizing that he still 
 had something to live for, and work to 
 do — and all because of this precious gift ; 
 a tonic which strengthened and saved him 
 when nothing else, it may be, could have 
 brought him safely through. 
 
 Yes ! Andrews recovered ; and to his 
 dying day undoubtedly he will be a be- 
 liever in the medicinal qualities of blank- 
 ets. 
 
 We know not the source of the above 
 most touching narration, but it sounds so 
 much like the beautiful and winsome de- 
 lineations penned by Mr. Coffin, (" Carle- 
 ton,") author of that Avidely circulated' 
 work " Days and Nights on the battle- 
 field," — contributed to the Boston Jour- 
 nal — that we may safely cite that grapHi- 
 cally written volume as the repository of 
 " more of the same sort." 
 
 Dalliance and Treachery.— Lieutenant H. 
 and Mrs. C. 
 
 While the Federal army lay before 
 Fredericksburg, in the early part of De- 
 cember, the cavalry of the Left Grand 
 Division picketed the country from Dum- 
 fries toward the Rappahannock. The line . 
 had been marked out by a staff officer, 
 
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 whose judgment in such matters was very 
 questionable, and only the most incessant 
 watchfulness could secure the advance 
 posts from surprise and capture. A mul- 
 titude of woodland roads diverged in 
 every direction, so that cavalry forces 
 could easily get into the rear of the 
 
 Dalliance and Treachery. 
 
 posts. The only thing was to be ready 
 to take advantage of the same intricacy 
 to escape, and give the alarm. Every 
 man must be alert to mornit and fight and 
 retreat at a moment's notice. "Weapons 
 must be at hand, and girths kept tight 
 enough for service. 
 
 Under these circumstances. Lieutenant 
 Jacob H — , with sixteen men, was posted 
 on the road leadmg from Stafford to Dum- 
 fries ; his Captain, with even a smaller 
 party, taking a position to support hun. 
 Now, there happened to live on that road 
 close to picket head-quarters, a certain 
 Mrs. C — , the wife of a Captain in the 
 rebel artillery. This lady was young, and 
 attractive enough to poor fellows in the 
 army, cut off from all the charms of femi- 
 nine society dui-ing most of the time. 
 Then she was by necessity " a grass 
 widow," and by inclination seemed ready 
 
 to assume all the privileges of actual 
 widowhood. 
 
 So, like a epider waiting for prey, she 
 dwelt there in her house, watching the 
 movements of the Union soldiers. 
 
 Presently Jacob, who had been loiter- 
 ing round, thought that he had better see 
 who lived in that house, and went gal- 
 lantly up the hill. Mrs. C. was all smirks 
 and courtesy. She did not deny that she 
 was Southern in heart. Her husband was 
 in the Southern army, and she thought he 
 was right in being there. But it was 
 hard for a poor lonely Avoman ; and the 
 soldiers were so nide. She would feel so 
 much obliged if Lieutenant H. would pro- 
 tect her. She would be very happy if he 
 could take his meals at her house, for then 
 the men would feel that they must not 
 disturb her, and she was sure that a gen- 
 theman of Lieutenant H.'s appearance 
 and manners would see that no harm Avas 
 done. The poor foolish fly thought the 
 spider a very charming creature, and could 
 not see the web into which he was blun- 
 dering. He accepted the invitation most 
 cordially, thinking that he must certainly 
 have produced an impression. With 
 an air of hospitality, Mrs. C. then ordered 
 her horse to be saddled, telling H. that she 
 would go at once and provide a j^air of 
 chickens for dinner, her own having been 
 all stolen. H. had already arrived at that 
 point when he could see no objection to 
 any thing which she proposed ; and, in 
 the meantime, he kept up an animated 
 conversation, sayiiag many tender things, 
 and casting many enamored glances at his 
 hostess. Of course he tangled himself 
 more and more in the web, letting her 
 find out just what she wished to know, — 
 she need not be afraid, — she would not 
 meet any Federal troops ; his were the only 
 ones in that neighborhood, and his pickets 
 were placed in such and such directions. 
 So she rode off, and he returned to his 
 post. While he was thus away, his men, 
 as will always be the case when an officer 
 is not attentive, had removed their weap- 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC. 
 
 533 
 
 s, and some had even taken off their 
 saddles. H.'s mind was too mucli eng-asred 
 in thinking about the lady to take notice 
 of things relating to his duty, and when 
 his Captain rode up to visit the post he 
 found every thing in this careless state. 
 H. forthwith received a stem reprimand, 
 and a peremptory order to see that his 
 men kept armed, and their horses were 
 saddled. For this time he obeyed the 
 order ; but by the time two reliefs had 
 gone round all was again in the same con- 
 dition. 
 
 What the fascinating Mrs. C. had been 
 doing may easily be conjectured. She 
 had only to take a short ride to her neigh- 
 bors, get the chickens, let fall information 
 of the Federal disposition, and return 
 home as innocently as could be. The 
 chickens had not been picked, however, 
 before a clever negro was making his way 
 with a note to the advance post of Gen- 
 eral Hampton. The chickens were very 
 tender, the lady tenderer, the Lieutenant 
 tenderest of all. He sat for some time 
 after dinnep, describing his military career, 
 his hopes and disappointments, meeting 
 with a delicate sympathy which he had 
 never before received. When they part- 
 ed it was only to be till tea time, when 
 the lady promised him ^ome music. Alas ! 
 Jacob, even if he had had brains enough 
 to think of his responsibilities, would have 
 run the risk of capture in order to enjoy 
 the society of a lady who evidently appre- 
 ciated his excellent qualities fay better 
 than the vulgar souls with whom he asso- 
 ciated in the regiment. He had met with 
 a congenial spirit, and he looked forward 
 with delight to his three days of picket 
 duty, from which he was generally inclined 
 to hang back. He went over in thought 
 all that he had said, and all that she had 
 replied, and constructed an imaginary 
 conversation for the evening which would 
 be still more delightful. He wondered 
 what songs she would sing, and thought 
 of the comments he could subjoin to the 
 most sentimental. In short, without know- 
 
 ing it, Jacob was already in love. The 
 fly had got fatally entangled in love. 
 
 As he walked up to that supper an old 
 colored woman met him at the door. 
 
 " Oh, massa ! " she whispered, " don't go 
 in da. Our sodgers come and catch you, 
 shu' ! " 
 
 "What's thaf silly creature saying?" 
 said her mistress, who had slipped out and 
 overheard her speech : " She is always 
 fancying the Southern troops are coming 
 to fight you, ever since she was scared at 
 Dumfries some time ago. I have been 
 waiting for you, and it is very ungallant 
 in you to prefer her conversation to 
 mine ! " 
 
 H. hurried in, and was soon sipping 
 coffee, and thinking of nectar — though it 
 had come from his own haversack origi- 
 nally. The piano was then enlisted in 
 the service, and Mrs. C. was singing some 
 of her sweetest songs with much expres- 
 sion. Suddenly she began to play a 
 march with the full power of the instru- 
 ment ; and it was not until some minutes 
 had passed by that H. distinguished, 
 through the music the sound of the gal- 
 loping of hoi'se. Unfortunate Jacob! 
 His sword was in the supper room, where- 
 he had left it as he sat down. He rushed 
 for it, and bearing it in his hand made for 
 the door. 
 
 " I will trouble you for that ! " said a. 
 manly voice. 
 
 Poor Jacob had to render his weapon; 
 up to an officer in Confederate uniform 
 who stood upon the threshold. Then, oh 
 bitter mortification! he witnessed the 
 charming Mrs. C. rush from the parlor- 
 into this officer's arms ; and he gnashed* 
 his teeth as several unmistakable kisses 
 were given by those lips which had ut- 
 tered such gentle soimds for him but a 
 little while before ! Could he belieire his 
 eyes and ears ? She was actuflHy laugh- 
 ing at him, joined by her husband.! 
 
 " Take good care of him, Charlie ! " 
 she said : " You don't know how danger- 
 ous I fovmd him." 
 
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 And the aforesaid Charlie, bowing very 
 low, thanked him in a tone of mock cour- 
 tesy for the attention he had paid his 
 wife ; assuring him that he would repay 
 it by carrying him on a little visit to his 
 own camp. Poor Jacob was overwhelmed 
 by these unexpected ' courtesies,' and 
 could not find a word to reply. He was 
 led off like a lamb ; and, escorted by 
 three hundred Southern cavalry, made his 
 first reconnoissance of his own picket 
 line. What was worse, on being ex- 
 changed he found that he had been summa- 
 rily dismissed from service, with loss of 
 all pay and allowances ; and he had 
 nothing afterward to do but to murmur at 
 the injustice of the Government and the 
 treachery of Southern women. 
 
 Samaritanism of the Genuine Tjrpe. 
 The " good Samaritan " is often heard 
 of. He made his appeai'ance one day in 
 a Jersey ferry omnibus. New York City, 
 under the following circumstances. On 
 one side of the vehicle, near the door, 
 there was a sick soldier. Very ill, wan, 
 and emaciated he looked, with dark circles 
 round his eyes, and the cape of his over- 
 coat put up over his cap to keep off any 
 breath of air, while his thin hands were 
 bare to the winter cold. Some one got 
 out who sat next him ; immediately the 
 place was taken by a man from the oppo- 
 site side, who at once pulled off his own 
 warm gloves and handed them to the sol- 
 dier. The latter feebly attempted to de- 
 cline them, but the other insisted, and he 
 gratefully put them on, and looked at his 
 well covered hands with a ^ sigh of satis- 
 faction. The man, (the Samai'itan,) was 
 a plain, quiet looking person, and did the 
 little act of kindness without the slightest 
 ostentation, as if it were purely a matter 
 of course with him to clothe the naked. 
 Nor was this all ; he asked where the sol- 
 dier was going. The reply was, 'Albany.' 
 At the corner of Warren street the good 
 man got down and deliberately lifted the 
 poor fellow out in his arms Avith the great- 
 
 est care, re-adjusted the cape of his coat 
 over his head, and supported him to the 
 sidewalk. The last seen of the stranger 
 he was conducting the poor soldier down 
 that street. God bless him. He was a 
 noble specimen of the noble legions in the 
 glorious Empire State, who, under the 
 lead of that true hearted man, Governor 
 Morgan, gave their treasure and blood to 
 save the nation's life, and made their 
 names memorable in the annals of victo- 
 rious warfare. All honor to such a State 
 — to her good Samaritans and soldiers — 
 to her noble rulers ! 
 
 Gov. E. D. Morgan, New York. 
 
 "Ah, Mother— Mother! I knew you would 
 Come ! " 
 
 The condition of the sick and wounded 
 in Nashville, Tenn., before the occupation 
 of that city by the National troops, was 
 wretcheji in the extreme. The hospitals 
 were filled, the surgeons worn out, and 
 death every^vhere stalked rampant, with 
 neither food nor -medicine to bar his ap- 
 proach. 
 
 On one of the beds there lay a young 
 officer, burning with fever. He had evi- 
 dently been delicately nurtured, and liis 
 bright eyes Avere fixed with a diseased, 
 unnatural lustre, upon the miniature of a 
 regal-looking woman, which he held in his 
 hectic, wasted hands, his hot purple lips 
 all the while murmuring, " Mother, moth- 
 er!" He was covered with a single 
 
DOMESTIC, "WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 
 
 535 
 
 blanket — enough as long as disease was 
 burning in his veins of fire — and his 
 head rolled from side to side uneasily with 
 the intense pain, vainly trying to find re- 
 lief or rest, on the hard, unyielding Iniap- 
 sack, which was his only pillow ; an attend- 
 ant knelt by him and bathed his face with 
 some water, while one of the gray-robed 
 ladies placed a pillow under his head. At 
 this the poor fellow said — 
 
 "Ah, mother, mother! I knew you 
 would come, — this is the first moment of 
 comfort I have known for a week ! " 
 
 house, to be from there sent back to Wash- 
 ington. 
 
 Nuptials in Camp : ]!tlaine and Maryland. 
 When the Seventh Maine regiment 
 were encamped in Baltimore, in the sum- 
 mer of 1861, one of the soldiers, named 
 Clapp, fell in love with a young girl who 
 used to peddle apples to the ' boys,' and 
 promised to marry her. Her mother con- 
 sented, but about the time set for the mar- 
 riage the regiment lefl the place. After 
 they had been in their new location, on the 
 Potomac, about three weeks, who should 
 come into camp one day but Clapp's girl ! 
 After a week or so the captain of Clapp's 
 company gave his consent, and they were 
 married and had a tent to themselves. 
 But she was a foolish thing, and after a 
 while the Colonel and Captain wanted to 
 get rid of her. It happened that Clapp 
 was one of the men detached from his reg- 
 iment to go on board the Western gun- 
 boats. So his wife packed up and was 
 going back to Baltimore. But, as luck 
 Avould have it, when Clapp presented him- 
 self at head-quarters, they wouldn't accept 
 him, and sent him back to camp. When 
 the time came for the regiment to leave 
 camp, and it started on the advance, they 
 all supposed that was the last they should 
 see of the soldier's girl. But one fine day 
 who should march into camp at its new 
 quarters but Mrs. Clapp, dressed in full 
 military suit, with knapsack on her back, 
 and canteen and haversack by her side ! 
 She was indeed a romantic feminine on a 
 ' bender.' Her disguise was seen through 
 at once, and she was sent to the guard 
 
 Sixth Massachusetts Eeeiment's Daug-hter. 
 
 Little Miss Lizzie, the Daughter of the 
 Massachusetts Sixth Regiment, looked 
 charmingly in her regimental costume, as 
 " the child," and was an object of most 
 peculiar interest to all who had an oppor- 
 tunity of observing her pretty form and 
 features amid such novel surroundings. 
 She was but ten years old, yet from the 
 time of her first appearance in camp, sliiC 
 proved a great comfort to the soldiers in 
 the hospital, visiting them daily, and dis- 
 pensing among the unfortunate many a 
 little delicacy, as well as going frequently 
 through the streets of the camp with straw- 
 berries, cherries, etc. Sometimes she dis- 
 tributed as many as sixteen boxes to a 
 company — flie market-man, of course, 
 driving his cart to each tent. 
 
 The presentation speech accompanying 
 the gift of the uniform, was made by Ser- 
 geant Crowley, of Lowell. The " Daugh- 
 ter " took the box containing the dress, 
 and, with canteen upon her person, ^he 
 tripped lightly into the ' hospital ' that was 
 close at hand, and in a few moments ap- 
 peared in her new and beautiful attire. 
 Standing upon the green, with the beauti- 
 ful silk banners on each side, she addressed 
 the regiment as follows : — 
 
 " Comrades — when you took me, a stran- 
 ger, and adopted me as your daughter, I 
 had but little idea of what you were doing, 
 and what my duties were ; but having 
 been in camp with you two months, and 
 learned to know you all, I have learned 
 to love you all, and Pfeel that you all love 
 me, because there are none of you when we 
 meet but have a kind word and a pleasant 
 smile forme. And now that you have put 
 me in uniform, I feel vStill more that I belong 
 to you, and I will try never to forget it. But 
 you do not expect me to talk, but, like this 
 splendid treasure, which I shall prize as a 
 remembrance to the last day of my life — 
 which is full to relieve the parched lipa 
 of my sick and wounded comrades — so 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 shall my heart be a canteeu full of love and 
 sympathy for each and all of you. Com- 
 rades, thank you — thank you — thank you." 
 The little daughter delivered the speech 
 in a very clear and distinct manner, and 
 at its conclusion the regiment gave her 
 three cheers and a " tiger," and escorted 
 her to head-quarters. 
 
 Amours and Fancies of the Camp. 
 Shortly after tire arrival of a certain 
 Union regiment in the suburbs of Martins- 
 burg, Va., the squad messing in one of the 
 tents near a dwelling, were hsteners to 
 most beautiful music. The unknown vo- 
 calist sang in tones so soft, so pathetic, 
 and so melodious, that the volunteers 
 strained their ears to drink in every note 
 of the air. In daytime they went by 
 squads past the dwelling, but saw no soul. 
 Once they pursued a sylph-like figure to 
 the very gate, but, alas ! she was not the 
 lady sought for. And so they lived on, 
 each night hearing the music repeated. 
 
 " By jove," said one, " this is agonizing. 
 I can't stand it. She must be discovered ! " 
 
 A dozen eager voices took up the re- 
 mark, and a certain amorous youth was 
 delegated to reconnoiter the place. He 
 crept on tiptoe toward the dwelling, leaped 
 the garden pales, and finally, undiscovered, 
 but very pallid and remorseful, gained the 
 casement. 
 
 Softly raising his head, he peeped within. 
 The room was full of the music. He 
 seemed to grow blind for the moment. 
 
 Lo ! prone upon the kitchen hearth, 
 sat the mysterious, songstress — an ebony- 
 hued negress, scouring the tin kettles ! 
 
 The soldier's limbs sank beneath him, 
 and the discovered, looking up, said, " Go 
 'way dar, won't ye, or I'll shy de fryin' 
 pan out o' de winder ! " The soldier left 
 — ^but not to dream, perchance ! 
 
 Contempt for Confederate liines, Paroles, etc. 
 The heroic conduct of Mrs. Ricketts, 
 the wife of Captain James B. Ricketts, 
 who was severely womided at the battle 
 of Bull Run, became the theme of much 
 and deserved praise. Mrs. Ricketts pushed 
 through the Confederate lines alone when 
 she heard that her husband was captured 
 by the enemy, and took her place Avith him 
 in the hospital, remaining there with wo- 
 man's patience and constancy. When she 
 arrived in Richmond, General Stuart asked 
 her to sign a parole of honor. She con- 
 temptously refused. He persisted m writ- 
 ing it and handed her the document. She 
 tore it up instantly, and carried the frag- 
 ments to her husband. When Captain 
 Ricketts was carried to Richmond, crowds 
 flocked to see the brave commander of 
 " Sherman's Battery," as they were accus- 
 tomed to call it. 
 
 Amours and Fancies of the Camp 
 
 and, when it ceased, ambition and worldly Urs. Douglas's Noble Resistance to Southern 
 interest went out with them so that their Persuasion. 
 
 d\-eams were filled with fancies of the un- It could very safely be asserted that 
 
 few persons of the female sex were placed 
 
 seen face. 
 
 One night, gathered together, the voice 
 struck up again. 
 
 in a more trying political and personal po- 
 sition, or sacrificed more in the way of 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC. 
 
 537 
 
 devotion to the Union, than did Mrs. 
 Douglas, the widow of the great deceased 
 Illinois Senator. She persistently refused 
 to entertain the proposition forwarded to 
 her by a special messenger under a flag 
 of truce from the Governor of North 
 Carolina, asking that the two sons of the 
 late Senator — by his first marriage — be 
 sent South to save their extensive estates 
 in Mississippi from confiscation. If she 
 refused, a large property would be taken 
 from the children, and, in view of her own 
 reduced circumstances, they might thus 
 eventually be placed in a straitened pe- 
 cuniary situation. Here, then, was an 
 appeal made directly to her tender regard 
 for them, which, in case of her refusal, 
 would work disastrously against them in 
 after years. But her answer Avas worthy 
 of hei'self and of her late distinguished 
 husband, viz., ' If the rebels wish to make 
 war upon defenceless children, and take 
 away tjie all of little orphan boys, it must 
 be so ; but she could not for an instant 
 think of surrendering them to the enemies 
 of their country and of their father.' His 
 last words were, ' Tell them to obey the 
 Constitution and the laws of the country,' 
 and Mrs. Douglas would not make her- 
 self the instrument of disobeying his 
 dying injmictions. The children, she said, 
 belonged to Illinois, and must remain in 
 the North. 
 
 Verbal Sharpshootingr. 
 
 " Are you a Massachusetts soldier ! " 
 said a woman elegantly dressed, in Balti- 
 more, to one wearing the Federal imiform. 
 
 " I am, madam," was the courteous an- 
 swer of the officer thus addressed. 
 
 " "Well, thank God, my husband is in 
 the Southern army, ready to kiU such hire- 
 lings as you ! " 
 
 " Do you not miss him, madam ! " said 
 the officer. 
 
 ".Oh, yes,' I miss him a good deal." 
 
 " Very well, madam, we are going South 
 in a few days, and will try to find him and 
 bring him hack here with his companion^." 
 
 " You are from that miserable Boston," 
 was the angry reply, " I suppose, where 
 there is nothing but mob law, and they 
 burned down the Ursuline Convent — the 
 Pm-itan bigots!" 
 
 " Some such thing did happen in 
 Charlestown, many years ago, when I was 
 a boy, — at least I have heard so, and am 
 very sorrj' for it. But can you tell me 
 what street that is ? " 
 
 "Pratt street," was the unsuspecting 
 reply. 
 
 " Wliat happened there, madam, on the 
 l^th of J^yril this very year 1 " 
 
 He got no answer from the angry seces- 
 sionist, but the loud shouts which went up 
 from the Union bystanders, wlio generally, 
 though not exclusively, were of the hum- 
 ble order, atoned for her silence. The 
 same officer, riding in a chaise with a gen- 
 tleman who, to his surprise, showed se- 
 cession proclivities, but was courteous in 
 their demonstration, was told by the gen- 
 tleman that the horse which was drawing 
 them was called ' Jeff" Davis,' in honor of 
 that distinguished rebel, and asked if he 
 ' did not object to driving such a horse ? ' 
 ' Oh, no, sir,' was the instant reply, ' to 
 drive Jeff". Davis is the very purpose of 
 our coming South.' The secession gentle- 
 man imitated his political sister in preserv- 
 innr a discreet silence. 
 
 The Unuttered Thought of a Dying Soldier. 
 
 "Bring me my knapsack," said a young 
 soldier, who lay sick in one of the hos- 
 pitals at Washington, — " Bring me my 
 knapsack." 
 
 " What do y<fc want of your knapsack ? " 
 inquired the head lady of the band of 
 nurses. 
 
 " I want my knapsack," again said the 
 dying young man. 
 
 His knapsack was brought to him, and, 
 as he took it, his eye gleamed with pleas- 
 ure, and his face was covered all over 
 with a smile, as he brought out from it his 
 hidden treasures. 
 
 " There," said he, " that is a Bible from 
 
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 my mother. And this — Washington's 
 Farewell Address — is the gift of my 
 father. And this," — his voice failed. 
 
 The nurse looked down to see what it 
 was, and there was the face of a beauti- 
 ful maiden. 
 
 " Now," said the dying soldier, "I want 
 you to put all these under my pillow," 
 She did as she was requested, and the poor 
 young man laid him down on them to die, 
 requesting that they should be sent to his 
 parents when he Avas gone. Calm and 
 joyful was he in dying. It was only going 
 from night to endless day — fronj death to 
 eternal glory. So the young soldier died. 
 
 Spirit of a Kenttvcky Girl. 
 Captain Claypool, living about ten miles 
 from Bowling Green, wa^ commander of a 
 company of Home Guards, He had the 
 guns of his company at his house, but on 
 hearing of the arrival of the Confederate 
 General Buckner at Bowling Green, he 
 sent them to Colonel Grider's camp in a 
 neighboring county. The next day a squad, 
 detached by Buckner, called at his house, 
 and, finding only his daughter, demanded 
 the guns of her. She answered that they 
 were not there, and that, if they were, she 
 wouldn't give them up. They handed her 
 General Buckner's order for the weapons ; 
 this she tore up instantly before their faces. 
 They went to the bucket and took each a 
 drink of water, whereupon she threw the 
 rest of the water out of the bucket and 
 commenced scouring the dipper. They con- 
 cluded they could do no better than to go 
 back and tell their General about their 
 adventure and get 'fresh instructions. 
 
 Laughable Arrest of Colonel H. by Two 
 Yoimg: Liadies. 
 
 While secessionism was so rampant in 
 Kentucky, about the , first year of the re- 
 bellion, the daughter and niece of Colonel 
 
 H , an influential man in that region, 
 
 concluded that they would have a little 
 fun in the politico-military line. To carry 
 out their plan, they dressed themselves in 
 
 men's apparel, procured an old shot gun, 
 and proceeded to the field where the Col- 
 onel was occupied. One of the girls, shot 
 gun in hand, took her position a few paces 
 off, while the other stepped up and laid 
 her hand on him and said : 
 
 " By the authority and in the name of 
 the United States Army, I arrest you as 
 guilty of treason." 
 
 " Gentlemen, in the name of God, what 
 have I done ? " said the astonished Colonel. 
 
 He however submitted without resist- 
 ance, and in reply to his question was told 
 that he would learn all about the case, 
 and have all things satisfactorily explained 
 at Camp Chase, — which caused the Colo- 
 nel to turn very white. They aU walked 
 silently to the house, where the children, 
 being well posted in the matter, got into 
 a titter. This soon caused a loud burst 
 of laughter from all hands except the 
 Colonel, who was very belligerent when 
 he found that he had actually been arrested 
 by two young ladies, his daughter and 
 
 niece. 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Hiding: their Infant Moses. 
 
 Riding up to a house one day in Scriven 
 county, Georgia, during Sherman's march 
 through that State, a Union soldier met an 
 old woman and three grown-up daughters 
 at the door, uttering frantic appeals for 
 help. On inquiring of the old woman 
 what was Avrong, she pointed to a burning 
 cotton-gin, and exclaimed, 
 
 " Put it out ! You uns are bumin' me 
 child ! " 
 
 On asking where the child was, the 
 soldier succeeded in learning that it was in 
 the burning gin-house. 
 
 Away he Wfent, with some men, to res- 
 cue the innocent, and at the door met a 
 ten-year-old boy, who, badly singed, issued 
 forth from the fiery furnace. Returning 
 to the house, inquiry was made as to how 
 and why the boy came there. 
 
 Putting the old pipe between her lips, 
 to compose her nerves, the old lady at last 
 ventured an explanation : — 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC. 
 
 539 
 
 " "Well," said she, " we uns heered that 
 you uns killed all the little boys, to keep 
 them out from growing up to fight ye, and 
 we hid 'em," 
 
 Strange as this may seem, among the 
 poor, ignorant dupes of the Southern lead- 
 ers in rebellion, it was nevertheless a com- 
 mon belief that the Yankees made it a 
 practice to slay all the male children they 
 could lay their hands upon in the South. 
 In consequence of this, there were found 
 many infant Moseses and Jeffs hid away 
 in cellars and corncribs — though none in 
 bulrushes. 
 
 Rigrht "Word in the Bight Place. 
 
 As a large-hearted Union lady, resi- 
 dent in Covington, Kentucky, wife of 
 a gentleman of the same character, was 
 distributing a lot of fine apples, of which 
 she had a half-bushel basket full, to the 
 soldiers encamped back of that city, she 
 gave an apple to one soldier of a group 
 who exhibited' peculiar emotion as she 
 handed it to him, observing at the same 
 time that it was a pleasant thing to receive 
 gifts from a lady. At this she asked him 
 whether he had a wife, and immediately 
 his eyes filled with tears, which rolled 
 down his cheeks as he replied, 
 
 "Yes, Madam, I have a wife and six 
 children." 
 
 Observing his emotion, her own eyes 
 rapidly filling at the sight, she quickly re- 
 marked to him ; • 
 
 " Well, keep up a good heart." 
 
 " Good heart ! yes, Madam, that is my 
 name ; Goodheart is my name ! " 
 
 Upon the instant their tears were chang- 
 ed to smiles, and Goodheart, the lady, and 
 the soldier's companions, broke into a 
 hearty laugh. 
 
 * "Iffy Son— Has he Come P" 
 
 There is something most touching in the 
 following narration of the intensity of 
 maternal sorrow and love. — a grandeur, in- 
 deed, in the conduct of this poor lone 
 mother, whose affection had made her mad, 
 
 and who thus yearned for one her poor 
 faded eyes could never see again. Dur- 
 ing the progress of the war, her son, a 
 member of one of the Connecticut regi- 
 ments, was taken prisoner and confined 
 with other Union soldiers at Andersonville, 
 Georgia. A short time afterwards sever- 
 al were exchanged. His mother, in Con- 
 necticut, hearing of it, and believing that 
 he was among the number, lefl her deso- 
 late home, and went to Camp P , 
 
 which was situated two miles fi'om An- 
 napolis, to seek her treasure among the 
 boat loads landed on the Severn. She 
 waited, wearily waited, day afler day, for 
 the coming of her boy ; but though many 
 came, he was not among them. " Hope 
 deferred maketh the heart sick," and so 
 it was with her. Broken-hearted by con- 
 stantly recurring disappointments, her 
 mind, already shaken by grief, at last gave 
 way, and thus months rolled away, and 
 with them the events borne on the wings 
 and waves of time. 
 
 During all this period she continued to 
 visit the office of Dr. Vanderkieft, the 
 surgeon in charge, to ascertain whether 
 any boat loads of released prisoners had 
 arrived. When, finally, the last detach- 
 ment came in, she seemed overjoyed, and 
 went, with throbbing heart, from skeleton 
 to skeleton, scanning them eagerly, anx- 
 iously. But, her son was not there ; and 
 each day she Avent, heavy and weary in 
 spirit, back to her home. The good-heart- 
 ed surgeon^such he truly was — although 
 he knew and had told her many times that 
 her son had been officially reported as 
 dead, still answered her every day -with 
 the same monotonous, but very kindly 
 spoken, " No ! " 
 
 Thus came this broken-hearted, shatter- 
 ed, but loving mother, every day, always 
 provided with a shirt, a pair of drawers, 
 pantaloons, boots and cap, and when in- 
 formed, regularly, that her son had not 
 yet arrived she would go down the grav- 
 eled path across the lawn to the very end 
 of the long wharf. There she stood look- 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION. 
 
 ing over the broad waters of the Chesa- 
 peake for fully an hour. Clad ever in the 
 same neat dress and closely fitting bonnet, 
 she Avould gaze wistfully, longingly, over 
 the blue waste, as if her very eagerness 
 would hasten on the bark she imagin- 
 ed would bear back to her her child. 
 But her tear-swollen eyes at last grew 
 dim, her strength failed, and with the emp- 
 ty void aching in her breast, she slowly 
 and finally turned her steps from that long- 
 accustomed pathway, never again to re- 
 trace them, nor again to ask so piteously, 
 " My son — has he come ? " 
 
 "I am proud to Die for my Cotintry." 
 The eyes of a youth of tender years, 
 by the name of Bullard, belonging to com- 
 pany A, Eighth Illinois regiment, were 
 closed in death one spring morning, at the 
 Marine Hospital in Cincinnati, by the 
 kindly hands of that noble-hearted and 
 faithful woman, Mrs. Caldwell — unwea- 
 ried and ever Avatchful in her personal at- 
 tentions to the sick and wounded since the 
 establishment of the " Marine " as a mil- 
 itary hospital. Young Bullard was shot 
 at Fort Donelson. The ball, a Minie, 
 tore his breast open, and lacerated an 
 artery. He bled' internally as well as ex- 
 ternally. At every gasp, as his end drew 
 near, the blood spirted from his breast. 
 He expired at nine o'clock. Early in the 
 day, when he became fully aAvare that he 
 could ;iot live long, he showed that he 
 ckuig to life, and was loth to leave it ; but 
 he cried : " If I could only see my moth- 
 er — if I Gould only see my mother before 
 I die, I would be better satisfied." He 
 was conscious to the last moment, almost, 
 and after reminding Mrs. Caldwell that 
 there were several letters for his mother 
 in his portfolio, she breathed words of 
 consolation to him : " You die in a glori- 
 ous cause — you die for your country." 
 '• Yes," replied he, " I am proud to die for 
 my country." 
 
 Death Scene of a South Carolina Lieutenant. 
 
 Late one afternoon — too late for the 
 cars that were taking the Gettysburg 
 wounded to the hospitals — a train of am- 
 bulances arrived at one of the Lodges of 
 the Sanitary Commission with one him- 
 dred rebels, to be cared for through the 
 night. Only one among them seemed too 
 weak and faint to take anything. He was 
 badly hurt, and failing. A nurse went to 
 him after his wound was dressed, and 
 found him lying on his blanket stretched 
 over the straw — a fair-haired, blue-eyed 
 young Lieutenant ; a face innocent enough 
 for one of New England's boys. He did 
 not seem like a rebel against earth's best 
 Qoveniment ; he was too near heaven for 
 such seeming. He wanted nothing — had 
 not been willing to eat for. days, his com- 
 rades said ; but the good nurse coaxed ' 
 him to try a little milk gruel, made nicely I 
 with lemon and brandy, and one of the 
 satisfactions of three weeks arduous ser- 
 vice to that kind nurse, was the remem- 
 brance of the empty cup she took away 
 and his perfect enjoyment of that supper. 
 He talked about " that good supper " for 
 hours, and Avith boundless thanks ; " it was 
 so good ; the best thing he had had since 
 he was wounded." 
 
 Poor fellow ! he had had no care, and 
 it was a sui*]3rise and pleasure to find him- 
 self thought of ; so, in a pleased, childlike 
 way, he talked about it till midnight — as 
 long as he spolte of anything, for at mid- 
 night the change came, and from that time 
 he only thought of the old days before he 
 was a soldier, when he sung hymns in his 
 father's church. He sung them now again 
 in a clear,. sweet voice : " Lord have mer- 
 cy upon me ; " and those songs without 
 words — a sort of a low intoning. His 
 father was a Lutheran clergyman in South 
 Carolina, so a comrade said, on the morn- 
 ing when the brave but unfortunate youth • 
 was sliding gently from all earthly care. 
 
 All day long the attendants watched 
 him, — sometimes fighting his battles over, 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC: 
 
 541 
 
 after singing Lis Lutheran chants, till in 
 the tent door, close to which he lay, look- 
 ed a rebel soldier, just arrived with other 
 prisoners. He started when he saw the 
 Lieutenant, and quickly kneelmg down 
 by him, called " Henry ! Henry ! " But 
 Henry was looking fixedly at some one a 
 great Avay off, and could not hear him, 
 " Do you know this soldier ? " he was ask- 
 ed by the nurse. " Oh, yes, ma'am ; and 
 his brother is wounded and a prisoner, 
 too, in the cars, now.'' Two or three men 
 started after him, found him, and carried 
 him from the cars to the tent. Henry did 
 not know him though ; and he thretv him- 
 self down by his side on the straw, and 
 for the rest of the day lay in a sort of 
 apalfcy, without speaking, except to assure 
 himself that he could stay with his broth- 
 er, without the risk of being separated 
 from his fellow prisoners. 
 
 Those who would read the most spirit- 
 ed narratives porti'aying Southern bravery, 
 wiU. find Mr. Orville J. Victor's ' History 
 of the Southern Rebellion,' a Avork of in- 
 comparable value, presenting as it does 
 every noteworthy occurrence with the skill 
 of an accomplished histdrian, and in the 
 best literary dress, — being accepted also 
 as an authoritative work, both North and 
 South, in respect to the Southern side of 
 the great struggle — its military and politi- 
 cal bearings, — by the pen of a Southern 
 sympathizer. 
 
 'Sweet Seventeen " overhauling' the Seces- 
 sionists. 
 
 A noble and well nigh tragical act Avas 
 
 perpetrated in the spring of 1862, by a 
 
 young lady of Graves County, Kentucky, 
 
 — Miss Anna Bassford, a gentle creature 
 
 of seventeen rosy summers. Her father 
 
 and family were devotedly for^the Union. 
 
 The old man having information that the 
 
 notorious H. C. King, expelled from the 
 
 Kentucky legislature for treason, and his 
 
 robber band intended to visit the house 
 
 for the purpose of taking horses, guns, 
 
 etc., hid the gun and carried the horses to 
 
 Paducah. Whilst there, three of Kmg's 
 robbing band visited the house, demanded 
 the gun, and alarmed Mrs. Bassford, who 
 ordered a son some fifteen years old, to 
 find the gun and deliver it over. The 
 boy, after considerable search, found the 
 gun ; the robbers then demanded a pistol, 
 Avhich they Avere informed belonged in the 
 family, whereupon the above-named 
 daughter told them she knew where the 
 pistol Avas, but they could not get it. The 
 
 Sweet Seventeen OyerhaTiling the Secessionists. 
 
 robbers insisted, Avith loud, vulgar oaths, 
 but the gii'l was determined. Seeing they 
 were foiled in this, they ordered the feeble, 
 sickly boy, to moimt up behind one of their 
 clan, as ' they intended to take him to 
 Camp Beauregard in place of his — Lincoln- 
 ite father.' The boy and mother in tears 
 protested, but to no effect, and the boy was 
 in the act of mounting, Avhen the heroic sister 
 stepped between her brother and the Toh-s.^ 
 bers, and drawing, cocking and presenting 
 the pistol, ordered her brother back to the 
 house, and, with eagle-piercing eye fas- 
 tened on the robbers,' and death-dealing 
 determination in her countenance, dared 
 the scoundrels to hinder or touch her 
 brother, and she Avould lay the robber 
 dead at her feet ! There Avas no parley- 
 ing after this utterance and attitude — the 
 three brigands scampered off and left the 
 family without further molestation. 
 
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 Fighting' for his Covmtry and Deserted by 
 his Wife. 
 
 In the pleasant little village of Wyo- 
 rain.g Jones County, Iowa, lived a plain- 
 spoken, honest farmer, J • B 
 
 by name, who removed thither from a 
 small town in Illinois, not far from the 
 city of Galesburg. He had purchased a 
 farm in the latter place, but the title 
 proving defective he had removed to Wyo- 
 ming, where the person of whom he had 
 bought the land resided, and there in the 
 courts of Jones Comity prosecuted his 
 claim to judgment. 
 
 Twelve years before, in the city of New 
 York, he had married a blooming Celtic 
 damsel, and by her had been made the 
 happy father of two beautiful children — 
 one, a bright, intelligent boy, attained to 
 his eleventh year, and another, a girl, in 
 her sixth year. When he removed to 
 Wyoming he took along Avith him a young 
 
 man named G M , because his 
 
 evidence was necessary to enable him to 
 maintain his suit in the Iowa courts. And 
 from this source came his unexpected and 
 calamitous troubles. 
 
 During the summer, B and M 
 
 both enlisted in Company H, Fourteenth 
 Iowa infantry, Colonel William Shaw 
 commanding, and together went to the 
 
 fi'ont. Soon after, M deserted, and 
 
 B lost all track of him. After a 
 
 considerable lapse of time, a young man 
 
 named J C received a letter 
 
 w^hich covered one addressed to M , 
 
 This Avas shown to B , and he and 
 
 •^C concluded to break it open. Judge 
 
 of poor B 's sui-prise when he found 
 
 that it was from his own wife, breathing 
 the most intense love and devotion for his 
 quondam comrade. His resolution was 
 soon taken. He obtained a furlough and 
 returned to his home and tooi^ his wife to 
 her friends, who were then in Port Sar- 
 nia, Canada West. After the expiration 
 of his leave of absence, he returned to 
 his regiment, from which he heard from 
 her but seldom. 
 
 Just before his discharge and return he 
 received a letter from his wife, dated Mar- 
 quette, Michigan, in which she announced 
 her intention of coming to Chicago to meet 
 him. On his reaching that city, he found 
 her at the Eagle Hotel, opposite the North- 
 western depot. The two children he had 
 left in 1861,, had become three. Upon 
 her bosom slumbered an infajit scarcely 
 nine months old, the fruit of her liaison 
 
 with M . Mr. B was naturally 
 
 indignant, and threatened to take the chil- 
 dren and leave the woman to follow her 
 evil inclinations without hindrance. By 
 some means she pacified him, and induced 
 him to take a glass or two of liquor, and 
 he slept. While thus slumbering, the 
 Avoman, he said, entered his chambei»and 
 robbed him of about thref hundred dol- 
 lars, the savings of his three years' ser- 
 A'ice. With this and his tAVO children and 
 the one Avhose paternity he ascribed to 
 M , she took the cars for Detroit, ac- 
 companied by a miner from Marquette, 
 
 named McC , in Avhose company she 
 
 arrived in Chicago, and Avho, unknoAvn to 
 
 B , had stopped at the same hotel 
 
 with her, in the* assumed relation of Ker 
 brother-in-law. 
 
 The Avoman had not been long away 
 before the eldest child, the lad before men- 
 tioned, returned to the hotel, having es- 
 caped from the custody of his mother, just 
 as the cars Avere starting. From him the 
 father learned all that was necessary to be 
 knoAvn of his wife's temptation and fall. 
 He said* that some time after M de- 
 serted he came to Wyoming, and Avhile 
 there mamtained the relations of a hus- 
 band with his mother. The citizens of 
 that village becoming cognizant of the 
 scandal, it was thought best to remove. 
 They went to Marquette, Michigan, and 
 opened a boarding house. Here the child, 
 the fruit of their morganatic union, was 
 born. He filled the place ^ of husband to 
 the woman, passing Avell until, tem]^tcd by 
 the high price of substitutes, he sold him- 
 self to a di'afted man, and abandoned the 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC. 
 
 543 
 
 woman he had taught to deviate from the 
 paths of rectitude and viilue. She re- 
 mained not long inconsolable, but speedily 
 formed another connection with the man 
 McC , with whom she went to Chi- 
 cago, and under whose auspices she robbed 
 her husband of his money and his child. 
 The guilty pair the^i went to Detroit, and 
 
 tinally to Canada. 
 
 ♦ ■ 
 
 Kare Pag-e in Woman's History. 
 A gentleman in Ithaca, New York, had 
 an idea that women could do more with 
 
 ond Lieutenant in the same company ; but 
 Jeb was now a Major-General, and Bay- 
 ard a Brigadier. During the interview a 
 wounded Union soldier lying near was 
 groaning and asked for water. 
 
 " Here, Jeb," said Bayard — old time 
 recollections making him familiar, as he 
 tossed his bridle to the rebel officer — 
 " h^ld my horse a minute, will you, till I 
 fetch that poor fellow some water." 
 
 Jeb held the bridle. Bayard went to a 
 stream and brought the wounded man 
 some water. As Bayard mounted his 
 their needles if they did less with their j horse, Jeb remarked that he had not for 
 tongues, and he therefore promised fifty I some time "played orderly to a Union 
 dollars to the Sold- 
 iers' aid Society of 
 the village, if twelve 
 women could be 
 found who would sew 
 all day without 
 speaking. Fifteen 
 candidates presented 
 themselves, and, mi- 
 rahile dictu, fourteen 
 of them succeeded in 
 keeping quiet. They 
 were sorely tempted 
 by various lookers- 
 on, but only one yield- 
 ed to " woman's in- 
 firmity." Heroic 
 f o u r t e e n ! It is 
 doubtful whether such 
 an instance of female silence, in pro- 
 miscuous company, was ever known be- 
 fore, and the fact speaks well for the earn- 
 estness and smcerity of their regard for 
 the soldiers. To no stronger test could 
 their patriotism have been subjected. 
 
 "Jeb" Stuart Playing Orderiy to General 
 Bayard. 
 During the week of battles in front of 
 Washington, General Bayard went for- 
 ward, under a flag of truce, to meet and 
 confer with his old comrade in arms, the 
 famous J. E. B. Stuart, of the rebel cav- 
 alry. Less than two years previously, 
 Jeb was first Lieutenant and Bayard sec- 
 
 Castle Thunder. 
 
 General." The business upon which they 
 met was soon arranged, and the old friends 
 parted — a fight, which had ceased when 
 they were engaged talking, recommencing 
 with great fury on both sides the moment 
 each got back to his own ranlss. Jeb's 
 fighting against his country's flag was, 
 after all, a small sin compared with his 
 complicity in the horrors of Libby Prison 
 and Castle Thunder — those modem bas- 
 tiles, under the regime of Davis, Lee, Stu- 
 art, and their myrmidons. 
 
 Such incidents as the above, however, 
 attest the old adage that ' none are so 
 bad, some good redeemeth'not,' and that 
 
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 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, 
 
 even Stuart was no exception. " Miles 
 O'Reilly," (the brave Colonel Halpine,) 
 has told many of these good things, and 
 has promised the public a volume full of 
 his fresh and inimitably piquant iplitary 
 jottings, than which nothing could be more 
 acceptable to the " Universal Yankee Na- 
 tion." 
 
 Bacy Conversation between Mrs. Polk and 
 General Mitchell on "the Situation." 
 
 When passing through Nashville, Gen- 
 eral Mitchell, in company with a number 
 of other distinguished officers, called upon 
 Mrs. Polk, tlie widow of President James 
 K. Polk. The lady made no attempt to 
 conceal her strong sympathies with the re- 
 bellion, and singling out General Mitchell, 
 saic^o him, 
 
 " General, I trust this war will speedily 
 terminate by the acknowledgment of 
 Southern independence." 
 
 The remark caused a lull in the conver- 
 sation, and all eyes were turned to Gen- 
 eral Mitchell, awaiting his response. For 
 a moment he stood in silence, his lips 
 firmly compressed, ahd then, in tones of 
 deepest earnestness and solemnity, he re- 
 plied : 
 
 "Madam, the man whose name you 
 bear was once President of th« United 
 States. He was an honest man and a 
 true patriot. Ho administered the laws of 
 this Government with equal justice to all. 
 We know of no independence of one sec- 
 tion of our country which does not belong 
 to all others ; and, judging by the past, if 
 the mute lips of the honored dead who 
 lies so near us could speak, they would ex- 
 press the hope that tliis war might never 
 cease, if that cessation were to be pur- 
 chased by the dissolution of the Union of 
 States over which he once presided." 
 
 The effect of this remark, uttered in a 
 calm, yet firm and dignified tone, was 
 electrical. But Mrs. Polk, nevertheless, 
 on more than one occasion, avowed her- 
 self true to the whole country of which 
 her husband was once the elected ruler. 
 
 Merriment in the Wrong* Place. 
 
 After one of the bloody Virginia en- 
 gagements, the wounded among the Con- 
 federates received all possible attention on 
 the part of the Union soldiers, though the 
 want of suitable accommodations Avas 
 sadly felt. In one of the spots to which 
 the sufferers had been removed, a Federal 
 soldier came along with a pail of soup to 
 fill the canteens and plates, and stopping 
 before a fine athletic fellow, who, it turned 
 out had been married only three days pre- 
 viously, said : 
 
 " Come, pardner ! drink yer sup. Now, 
 ould boy, this 'ill warm ye ; sock it down, 
 and ye'Il see yer sweetheart soon. You 
 dead, Allybammy ? Go 'way now ! 
 You'll live a hundred years — you wil ; 
 that's what you'll do. Won't he, lad? 
 What ! Not any ? Get out ! You'll be 
 slap on your legs next week, and have an- 
 other shot at me this week a'ter that. 
 You with the butternut trousers ! Sa-ay ! 
 pai'dner, wake up ! " 
 
 Embiilming Building before Richmond. 
 
 He stirred him gently with his foot : he 
 bent down to touch his face — a grimness 
 came over his mood of merriment ;^the 
 man was, stiff and dumb, — ready td/be 
 buried forever from human sight, or be 
 embalmed for conveyance to his once hap- 
 py home and kindred. 
 
 « 
 
 Miss Captain Taylor, of the First Ten- 
 nessee. 
 
 One of the features of the First Ten- 
 nessee Regiment, was a brave and accom- 
 plished young lady of but eighteen sum- 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 
 
 545 
 
 mers, and of prepossessing appearance, 
 named Sarah Taylor, of East Tennesiee, 
 the step-daughter of Captain Dowden, of 
 the First Tennessee Regiment. Miss Tay- 
 lor was an exile from home, having joined 
 4 the fortmies of her step-father and her 
 wandering companions, accompanying 
 them in their perilous and dreary flight 
 from their hearths and homesteads. She 
 formed the determination to share with 
 her late companions the dangers and fa- 
 tigues of a military campaign ; and to 
 this end, she donned a neat blue chapeau, 
 beneath which her long hair was fantasti- 
 cally arranged, bearing at her side a high- 
 ly finished regulation gword, and silver- 
 mounted pistols in her belt, all of which 
 gave her a very neat appearance. She 
 became quite the idol of the Tennessee 
 boys, who looked upon her as a second 
 Joan of Arc, believing that victory and 
 glory would perch upon the standards 
 borne in the ranks favored by her pres- 
 ence. Miss Captain Taylor was, indeed, 
 all courage and skill. Having become an 
 adept in the sword exercise, and a sure 
 shot with a pistol, she determined to lead 
 in the van of the march — to return her 
 exiled countrymen to their homes, if it 
 cost the sacrifice of her own life's blood. 
 
 When the order was issued to the Ten- 
 nesseans to march to reinforce Colonel 
 Garrard, the wildest excitement pervaded 
 the whole camp, Mis^ Taylor mounting 
 her horse, and, cap in hand, galloping 
 along the line like a spirit of flame, cheer- 
 ins on the men. She wore a blue blouse, 
 and was armed with pistols, sword and 
 rifle, and the persecuted Tennesseans 
 looked upon the daring girl who followed 
 then- fortunes through sunshine and shad- 
 ow, with the tenderest feeling of venera- 
 tion, and each would willingly have oSercvl 
 his life in her defence. There was but 
 little sleep in the camp on Saturday night, 
 so great was the joy of the men at the 
 pro-jpect of meeting the foe, and at a very , 
 early hour in the morning they filed away I 
 jubilantly, with their Joan of Ai'c in the j 
 3i 
 
 van. Just before taking up their line of 
 march, they all knelt, and lifting up their 
 right hands, solemnly swore never to re- 
 turn without seeing their homes and 
 loved ones. 
 
 Female Loveliness at Fort Henry. 
 
 Not a single atom of Union sentiment 
 appeared to present itself when our army 
 reached the neighborhood of Fort Henry. 
 Even the women were as bitter and un- 
 relenting in their hatred of the Yankees, 
 as could be the most unregenerated son 
 of the ' chivalry.' 
 
 " / shan't run ef my ole man did " — 
 screamed one muscular termagant, in a 
 highly pitched key, as the scouts made 
 up — " shoot if you want to ; I just as 
 lieve die now as any time. You think 
 you're goin to take the Fort, but you'll 
 get fooled — thar's a right smart heap o' 
 men thar ! " 
 
 Just then some of the scouts came in 
 lugging a butternut native, whom they 
 fished out of the bushes, and who proved 
 to be her " ole man." 
 
 " I tole you you oughtener done gone 
 and took to the bush ! But don't you let 
 down an inch — if they shoot you, don't 
 let down an inch ! " — and screaming like 
 an hyena, she banged the door furiously 
 in their face, and was seen no more. 
 She was about an average specimen of 
 the sex as found in the vicinity of Fort 
 
 Henry. 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Red, White and Blue,— God's Flag. 
 
 When the Federal troops first made 
 their appearance near Bardstown, Ken- 
 tucky, a little boy, who just then discov- 
 ered a beautiful rainbow arching the 
 heavens, ran to his mother and exclaimed, 
 " Mother, God is a Union man." His 
 mother questioned him for his reason for 
 thinking so, and the little fellow replied 
 that he had seen his flag, and it was 
 " Red, White, and Blue." Surely, " Out 
 of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast 
 thou ordained strength because of thine 
 enemies." 
 
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 Little Overweig-hted with Cold Lead. 
 
 Those who visited the sick soldiers and 
 did good in the hospitals, occasionally got 
 a gleam of fun among all the sad scenes, 
 for any wag who has been to the war sel- 
 dom loses his humoi', though he may have 
 lost all else save that and honor. Witness 
 an illustration from life : 
 
 C , good soul, after taking all the 
 
 little comforts he could afford to the wound- 
 ed soldiers, went into the hospitals for the 
 fortieth time, again, with his mite, consist- 
 
 Court House, Church, and llo&pital, of 2a Corps, Freaeuckshurg, \ 
 
 ing of several papers of cut chewing to- 
 bacco — ' solace for the wounded,' as he 
 called it. He came to one bed, Avhere a 
 poor fellow lay cheerfully Inmiming a tune, 
 and studying out faces on the papered 
 wall. " Got a fever ? " asked C. " No," 
 answered the soldier. " Got a cold ? " 
 "Yes; cold— lead." "Where?" "Well, 
 to tell the truth, its pretty well scattered. 
 First, there's a bullet in my right arm 
 — they hain't dug that out yet. One in my 
 right leg — hit the bone — that fellow hurts. 
 One through my left hand — that fell out. 
 And, I tell you what, friend, with all this 
 lead in me, I feel, generally speaking, a 
 little heavy all over." 
 
 Faith and its Reward. 
 Not far from the Capitol in Washing- 
 ton lived an old negro woman, whose only 
 
 boy enlisted, in the spring of 1864, in the 
 ne^'O regiment organized in that city. 
 He took part in the action of July 30th, 
 in front of Petersburg, and Avas one of 
 those who fell wounded near the famous 
 crater. " Badly wounded and in the hands 
 of the rebels," was the word that came to 
 his mother. That was in August. The 
 autumn months came and went in succes- 
 sion, but brought no further word of this 
 only son of his mother and she a widow. 
 Her friends and his friends generally be- 
 lieved him dead. It did not 
 seem probable that he had 
 survived his Avounds, yet 
 no one had the heart to 
 say as much to his poor 
 old mother. 
 
 She continually said, " I 
 trust in de good Lord." 
 ^ Slie did not appear to even 
 think it possible her boy 
 would die. Much effort Avas 
 made in the latter half of 
 November and the first half 
 of December to get word 
 from him, but all to no avail. 
 " Some one ought to tell his 
 mother," Avas often remarked among those 
 Avho Avere interested in the case, yet no 
 one spoke discouragingly to her. Who 
 could do it ? She Avondered Avhy she did 
 not hear from him, she never Avearied in 
 devising crude and simple plans for com- 
 municating Avith him. About the middle 
 of December, or a little later, she Avas 
 heard to say, "• De Lord he Avill pervide, 
 an' I shall hear from him bime-by." That 
 Avas on a Tuesday. The next Thursday 
 afternoon he opened the door of his old 
 mother's little house, and Avalked in and 
 thrcAv his arms around her neck ! Wasn't 
 that a royal Christmas gift for the trust- 
 ful old soul ? Half an hour later she 
 burst into the house of friends Avho had 
 aided her, Avith only " My boy's come ! 
 my boy's come ! " He had not been 
 Avounded, but Avas taken prisoner and sent 
 
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 547 
 
 to the Libby prison, where he acted as 
 servant for about three months. One af- 
 ternoon, when he was sent out for wood — 
 " Oh, golly," says he, " I jus den forgot 
 de way back ! " He was near three 
 weeks m making his way overland from 
 Richmond to Washington, and biought 
 through three negro women, five children, 
 and two men ! 
 
 Fulfillment of the Sergeant's Prophecy. 
 
 Presentments on the battle-field often 
 prove prophetic. Here is an instance : 
 While Colonel Osterhaus was gallantly 
 attacking the centre of the enemy, on the 
 second day of the battle at Pea Ridge, a 
 sergeant of the Twelfth Missouri request- 
 ed the Captain of his company to send his 
 
 Fulfillment of the Sergeant's Prophecy. 
 
 wife's portrait, which he had taken from 
 his bosom, to her address in St. Louis, 
 with his dying declaration that he thought 
 of her in his last moments. 
 
 " What is that for ? " asked his Captain ; 
 " you are not wounded, are you ? " 
 
 " No," answered the sergeant, " but I 
 know I shall be killed to-day. I have 
 been in battles befoi*e, but I never felt as 
 I do now. A moment ago I became con- 
 vinced my time had come, but, how, I can- 
 not tell. Will you gratify my request ? 
 Remember I speak to you as a dying 
 man." 
 
 " Certainly, my brave fellow ; but you 
 will live to a good old age with your wife. 
 Do not grow melancholy over a fancy or 
 a dream ! " 
 
 " You will see," was the response. 
 
 And so th« treasured picture changed 
 hands, and the sergeant stepped forward 
 to the front of the column, and was soon 
 beyond recognition. 
 
 At the camp-fire that evening the offi- 
 cers after a Avhile made enquiry for the 
 sergeant. He was not present. He had 
 been killed three hours before by a grape- 
 shot from one of the enemy's batteries. 
 
 Incident in the Battle of Fredericksburg-. 
 Sergeant Charles H. Stevenson, of 
 Henrietta, N. Y., was one of the killed at 
 the battle of Fredericksburg. A strange 
 incident connected with his death is stated 
 to have transpired, and is not unworthy 
 of record as one of the incidents of the 
 war. On the day of that battle his wife 
 was out in the yard, when suddenly she 
 was made aware of a presence behind her, 
 and turning, felt a warm breath on her 
 cheek, and saw her husband, who, how- 
 
 incident in the Battle of Fredericksburg. 
 
 ever, almost immediately vanished. As 
 she turned she cried out, ' Oh ! Charlie, is 
 that you ? " and returned to the house, 
 where she at once told some friends that 
 she had seen her husband, and that she 
 
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 knew she would never see him alive again. 
 As near as could be ascertained, the event 
 occurred just at the time of day when 
 her husband was killed. 
 
 Chance for a " Lady of Qharacter." 
 Among the documents left by the edi- 
 tors of the Memphis (Tenn.) " Appeal," 
 when they left that city, was the follow- 
 ing gentle epistle from a secessionist wo- 
 man, Avho had sent it to that paper for 
 publication : 
 
 A Challenge. 
 
 where as the wicked policy of the pres- 
 ident — Making war upon the South for 
 refusing to submit to wrong too palpable 
 for Southerners to do. And where as it 
 has become necessary for the young Men 
 of our country, My Brother in the num- 
 ber To enlist to do the dirty work of 
 Driving the Mercenarys from our sunny 
 south, whose soil is too holy for such 
 Avretches to tramp And whose atmosphere 
 is too pure for them to breathe 
 
 For such an indignity ofFord to Civili- 
 zation I Merely Challenge any abolition 
 or Black Republican lady of character if 
 there can be such a one found among the 
 negi'o eqiiality tribe. To Meet me at Ma- 
 sons and dixon line : With a pair of Colt's 
 repeaters or any other weapon they May 
 Choose. That I may receive satisfaction 
 for the insult. 
 
 Victoria E. Goodwin, 
 Springdale Miss April 27, 1861. 
 
 " Pro-Patria" Pictures at the Soldiers' Fair. 
 
 The more celebrated pictures in the su- 
 .perb collection that adorned the great 
 Soldiers' Fair in New York were left for 
 exhibition, through the kindness of their 
 owners ; but many most admirable works 
 were given to it to be sold for its benefit. 
 These latter were accordingly distinguish- 
 ed from the others by being marked on the 
 frame with the very appropriate words, 
 " Pro-Patria." 
 
 " What does that mean, Ma ? " said a 
 
 young girl at the Fair, to materfamilias, 
 one morning. 
 
 " What, my dear ? " 
 
 "Why, those words," said the little 
 lady, eyeing the picture frames closely, 
 and pointing to " Pro-Patria." 
 
 " Oh ! that," said materfamilias, inspect- 
 ing the letters with her eye-glasses, " why, 
 I suppose that must be the name of the 
 artist who paints the pictures — Prof. Pa- 
 tria." 
 
 Executive Favor -well Eestowed. 
 A postmaster from Illinois having been 
 killed in the Union army at Vicksburg, 
 Mississippi, there Avas of course some com- 
 petition for his office, but President Lin- 
 coln endorsed the application in behalf of 
 the deceased soldier's widow, and after- 
 wards wrote a note to the Postmaster 
 General, in which he thus most nobly put 
 in a plea for the right person in the right 
 place. Says the President : " Yesterday, 
 little endorsements of mine went to you 
 in two cases of Postmasterships sought for 
 widows whose husbands have fallen in the 
 battles of this war. These cases occurring 
 on the same day, brought me to reflect 
 more attentively then I had before done, 
 as to Avliat is fairly due from us here, in 
 the dispensing of patronage toward the 
 men who, by fighting our battles, bear the 
 chief burden of saving our country. My 
 conclusion is that, other claims and qualifi- 
 cations being equal, they have the better 
 right, and this is especially applicable to 
 the disabled soldier and the deceased 
 soldier's family." Most Avorthy and dis- 
 criminating consideration on the part of 
 the President, in behalf of the brave men 
 who fell in defence of their coimtry, — and 
 for the dependent ones whom they left be- 
 hind them ! 
 
 Childhood's Prayer in the Last Hour. 
 
 It Avas the evening after a great battle. 
 
 All day long the din of strife had echoed 
 
 far, and thickly strcAvn lay the shattered 
 
 forms of those so lately erect and exultant 
 
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 549 
 
 iu the flush and strength of manhood. 
 Among the many who bowed to the con- 
 queror Death that night, was a youth in 
 the first freshness of mature life. The 
 strong limbs lay listless, and the dark hair 
 was matted with gore, on the pale, broad 
 forehead. His eyes were closed. As one 
 who ministered to the sufferer bent over 
 him, he at fii'st thought him dead ; but the 
 white lips moved, and slowly in weak 
 tones he repeated — " Now I lay me down 
 to sleep," &c., going through those five 
 sweet and precious lines. 
 
 As he finished, he opened his eyes, and, 
 meeting the pitying gaze of a brother 
 soldier, he exclaimed, " My mother taught 
 me that when I was a little boy, and I 
 have said it every night since I can re- 
 member. Before the morning dawns, I 
 believe that God will take my soul for 
 ' Jesus' sake,' but ' before I die, I want to 
 send a message to my mother." 
 
 He was carried to a temporary hospital, 
 and a letter was written to his mother, 
 which he dictated, full of Christian faith 
 and filial love. He was calm and peace- 
 ful. Just as the sun arose, his spirit went 
 home. His last articulate words were, — 
 " I pray the Lord my soul to take ; And 
 this I ask for Jesus' sake." The prayer 
 of childhood was thus the prayer of his 
 manhood. He learned it at his mothei-'s 
 knee in his far distant Northern home, and 
 he whispered it in dying, when his young 
 life ebbed away on a Southern battle-field. 
 
 Miss Major Cushman among: her Captors. 
 
 Some of the experiences of that re- 
 markable woman, Miss Major Pauline 
 Cushman, the Federal scout and spy, are 
 equal to anything found in the pages of 
 romance. They are of the most thrilling 
 character. Indeed, among the women of 
 America who made themselves famous 
 during the opening of the rebellion, few 
 have suffered more, or rendered more ser- 
 vice to the Union cause, than she. 
 
 At the commencement of hostilities. 
 Miss Cushman resided in Cleveland, Ohio, 
 
 and was quite well known as a clever 
 actress. From Cleveland she went to 
 Louisville, where she had an engagement 
 in Wood's Theatre. Here, by her intima- 
 cy with certain rebel officers, she incurred 
 the suspicion of being a secessionist, and 
 was arrested by the Federal authorities. 
 She indignantly denied that she was dis- 
 loyal, although born at the South, and 
 having a brother in a secession Mississippi 
 regiment. 
 
 In order to test her love for the old 
 
 Miss Pauline Cushman. 
 
 flag, she was asked if she would enter the 
 secret service of the government. She 
 readily consented, and was at once em- 
 ployed to carry letters between Louisville 
 and Nashville. She was subsequently 
 employed by General Rosecrans, and was 
 for many months with the army of the 
 Cumberland. She visited the enemy's 
 lines time after time, and was thoroughly 
 acquainted with all the country and roads 
 in Tennessee, Northern Georgia, Alabama 
 and Mississippi, in which sections she ren- 
 dered the Federal armies invaluable ser- 
 vice. * 
 
 Twice was she suspected of being a spy, 
 and taken prisoner, but managed to escape. 
 At last, however, she was not so fortunate. 
 Afler the Union forces had captured 
 Nashville, Major Cushman made a scout 
 towards Shelbyville, to obtain information 
 of the strength and position of the enemy, 
 and while returning to Nashville, was 
 
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 captured eleven miles from that city. She 
 was placed on a horse, and, in charge of 
 two scouts, was being taken to Spring Hill, 
 the head-quarters of Forrest. While thus 
 on her way to that place, she feigned sick- 
 ness and said she could not travel any 
 further without falling from her horse. 
 Her captors stopped at a house on the 
 roadside, when it was ascertained that a 
 Federal scouting party had tDassed the 
 place an ho\ir before. Knowing that her 
 guards had important papers for General 
 Bragg, the quick-witted spy seized the 
 fact and schemed to use it to her ad- 
 vantage. 
 
 Seeing an old negi'O, who appeared to 
 commiserate her unfortunate plight, she 
 watched her opportunity and placed ten 
 dollars of Tennessee money in his hand, 
 saying, — 
 
 " Run up the road, ' Uncle,' and come 
 back in a few minutes, telling us that four 
 hundred Federals are coming down the 
 street." 
 
 The faithful negro obeyed the order 
 literally, and soon came back in the great- 
 est excitement, telling the story. The two 
 ' rebs ' told him he lied. The old colored 
 man got do^vn imploringly upon his knees, 
 saying,— 
 
 " Massa, dey's comin, sure nufF; de 
 Lord help us, dey is comin." 
 
 The scouts at this believed his story, 
 mounted their horses, and ' skedaddled ' 
 for the woods. Miss Cushman, seizing a 
 pistol belonging to a wounded soldier in 
 the house, also mounted her horse and fled 
 towards Franklin. She traveled through 
 the rain, and, after nightfall, lost her way. 
 Soon came the challenge of a picket, 
 " Who comes there ? " Thinking she had 
 reached the enemy's line she said, " A 
 friend of Jeff. Davis." " All right," was 
 the reply, " advance and give the counter- 
 sign." 
 
 She presented the countersign in the 
 shape of a canteen of whiskey. . ^he pass- 
 ed five pickets in this Avay, but the sixth 
 and last was obdurate. She pleaded that 
 
 she was going to see a sick uncle at Frank- 
 lin, but the sentry ' couldn't see it.' Sick 
 and disheartened she turned back. See- 
 ing a light fit a farm house she sought 
 shelter. An old man received her kindly, 
 showed her a room, and said he would 
 awake her at an early hour in the morn- 
 ing, and show her the road to Franklin. 
 
 A loud knock awoke her in the morn- 
 ing from her lethean slumbei'S, and upon 
 arousing, she found her horse saddled and 
 the two guards from Avhom she had escap- 
 ed the previous afternoon ! She was 
 taken to the head-quarters of Forrest, and, 
 after a critical examination, he sent her to 
 General Bragg. Nothing could be foimd 
 against her, until a secession Avonian stole 
 her gaiters, under the inner sole of which 
 were found important documents which 
 clearly proved her to be a spy. She was 
 tried and condemed to be executed as such, 
 but being sick, her execution was post- 
 poned. She finally, after lying in pi'ison 
 some three months, sent for General 
 Bragg, and asked him if he had no mercy. 
 She received from him the comforting as- 
 surance that he should make an example 
 of her, and that he should hang her as 
 soon as she got well enough to be hung 
 decently. 
 
 While in this state of suspense, the 
 gi*and army of Rosecrans commenced its 
 forward movement, and one fine day the 
 secession town Avhere she was imprisoned, 
 was surprised and captured, and the hero- 
 ine of this tale was to her great joy re- 
 leased. 
 
 Family Swords not to be Exempted. 
 An order was issued by Genei'al But- 
 ler, when in New Orleans, for the surren- 
 der of certain private anus held by seces- 
 sionists. In one house it was said they 
 had been secreted and not surrendered. 
 It was the house of a lady. She was 
 wealthy and in high social position. But 
 she was sinnmoned to give account. Her 
 story was simple and lady-like, and had a 
 touch of sentiment about it which Avould 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 
 
 551 
 
 show her praiseworthy rather, and not to 
 be blamed for not presenting arms accord- 
 ing to order. She was a gentlewoman, a 
 lady in fact of the " uppermost seats," and 
 was unused to the ways of men. The 
 arms had been hid — but the truth of the 
 matter was, there was among them a sword 
 — a valuable sword — a family sword. It 
 had a great value from its associations — 
 and it was really to 
 keep that safe, Avhich 
 was a household jew- 
 el, that the error had 
 been committed, and 
 not to keep or secrete 
 the other arms. 
 They were of no ac- 
 count and should of 
 course be given up. 
 This was a very pret- ^^ 
 ty story, but some- 
 thing excited that 
 wide-awake Gener- 
 al's suspicions, and P 
 he said to her, em- 
 phatically, that the 
 sword must be pro- 
 duced, and he should 
 
 retain her until it was done. Whereupon 
 her friends, as the only alternative now re- 
 maining, interfei-ed, and it soon appeared 
 that there was no sword anywhere. It 
 was a pure fabrication — an artful lie. But 
 it would have been held S, good joke if the 
 Yankee lawyer, keen-scented and acute, 
 had been outwitted by a woman ! 
 
 Dow, a Federal captive. An iatroduction 
 took place, when Morgan observed, with 
 one of those inimitable smiles for which he 
 was so noted, 
 
 " General Dow, I am very happy to see 
 you here; or rather, I should say, since 
 you are here, I am happy to see you look- 
 ing so Avell." 
 
 Dow's natural astuteness and Yankee 
 
 Intervie-w at "the Libby" bet-ween Morgan 
 the Guerrilla Chieftain and Neal Dow^. 
 
 According to the statements in the Con- 
 federate journals, General Morgan, the 
 guerrilla chieftain, after his escape from 
 the Columbus penitentiary, went to Rich- 
 mond, Virginia, and visited the Libby 
 prison. On arriving up stairs, where the 
 Fedei'al prisoners ' most did congregate,' 
 he was immediately conducted into the 
 presence of the author of the 'Maine 
 Liquor Law,' Brigadier General Neal 
 
 Libby Prison, Eichtnond. 
 
 ingenuity came to his aid, and he quietly 
 replied, without apparent embarrassment, 
 
 " General Morgan, I congratulate you 
 on your escape ; I cannot say that I am 
 glad you did escape ; but since you did, I 
 am glad to see you here." 
 
 The conversation then became general 
 between the two. 
 
 Instance of Loyalty in Virginia. 
 Private Job H. Wells, of Company C, 
 was lost in the confusion of the troops at 
 the battle of Bull Run. He got into the 
 woods, and soon after the moon was shut 
 in by a cloud. He wandered till he came 
 to a rye-field, where he encamped for the 
 night. Tired and exhausted, he soon fell 
 asleep, but awoke in the morning cold and 
 hungry. He determined to make for a 
 house he saw at a distance, and risk the 
 consequences. He dragged his weary, 
 
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 stiffened limbs along, in a terrible uncer- 
 tainty as to the reception he should meet 
 with. 
 
 Arriving at the house and entering, he 
 was heartily welcomed by the lady occu- 
 pant, Avho gave him a sofa to rest upon, 
 and in the mean time directed her servants 
 to prepare breakfast. The table was lib- 
 erally supplied, and the stranger told to 
 be seated. The lady was a firm Union- 
 ist and declared that the National troops 
 were welcome to whatever she had. She 
 said that on the march out, sonte of the 
 troops stopped at her place and took sev- 
 eral ducks ; these she cared nothing about, 
 and if they had taken much more they 
 
 Instance of Loyalty in VirginBu 
 
 would have been welcome. If they had 
 not broken up her sitting hens, she would 
 not have said a word. The good lady did 
 not like to lose her next year's flock. 
 
 Soon after breakfast, a troop of seces- 
 sionists came in sight. The lady put Mr. 
 Wells in a rear room, while she conversed 
 with some of them. She feigned great 
 ignorance of what had been going on, and 
 learned from them the route they were 
 going. After they had gone, Mr. Wells 
 inquired how he was to get away. " That 
 is easy enough," replied the matron ; "trust 
 
 to me." She ordered one of her servants 
 to saddle a horse and bring it to the door. 
 She then brought out a long overcoat, and 
 told him to put it on. The pockets were 
 liberally supplied with delicacies to serve 
 him on the way. The horse was brought, 
 to the door, when the lady told Mr. Wells 
 that the horse was at his service, and 
 would safely carry him through. Said 
 she — 
 
 " Take the horse, and go to Washing- 
 ton. You may leave him with my son," 
 (giving his name and residence) " and if a 
 secessionist meets you, shoot him ; if there 
 is more than one, shoot the first, and trust 
 to the horse for the other, for he Avill soon 
 carry you out of danger." 
 
 Mr. Wells mounted the horse, and safe- 
 ly reached Washington. He left the horse 
 as directed, and was welcomed by the son 
 as he had been by the mother. While 
 Mr. Wells was waiting, a Unionist of the 
 vicinity came into the house, and said he 
 Avas about to leave for Washington ; that 
 he had sent his family over, and had staid 
 behind to see if it was possible to save 
 anything. The lady asked him if he had 
 any money. He said he had not. She 
 then went up stairs, and returning with a 
 purse of silver, gave it to the gentleman, 
 remarking — 
 
 " Take this ; you may as well have it 
 as the secessionists. They have already 
 divided my property, and apportioned it 
 among themselves ; but the first man that 
 makes the attempt to carry that out, I 
 shall shoot." 
 
 AmofLrs of a New Orleans Ex- Judge. 
 
 General Butler, in pursuance of his sys- 
 tem of redressing the wrongs of Union 
 men, seized the large estates of Judge 
 
 C , of Louisiana, and held them for 
 
 the future liquidation of a claim held 
 against C by Major Robert Ander- 
 son, but which C — — had personally writ- 
 ten to Major A. his intention to repudiate 
 for political reasons. Now, justly think- 
 
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 553 
 
 ing that New Orleans, under the rule of 
 General Butler, was no fit place for him 
 to reside in, vanished soon after into the 
 congenial shades of Secessia. 
 
 A few days after his departure, a young 
 woman sought an interview with Mrs. 
 Butler, to whom many women came ■ at 
 that time, to I'elate the story of personal 
 wrongs. So many Avomen, indeed, resort- 
 ed to her for that purpose, that at length 
 it was found necessary to close that door 
 to the commanding general's attention. 
 The young woman who came to her on 
 this occasion was a perfect blonde, her hair 
 of a light shade of brown, her eyes ' clear 
 honest gray,' her complexion remarkably 
 pure and delicate, her bearing modest and 
 refined, her language that of an educated 
 woman. It has been often remarked that 
 the women of the South, who have been 
 made the victims of a master's brutal lust, 
 escape moral contamination. Their souls 
 remain chaste. This woman, so fair to 
 look upon, so engaging in her demeanor, 
 so refined in her address, -was a slave, the 
 slave of Judge C . She told her in- 
 credible story — incredible until her super- 
 abundant testimony compelled the most 
 incredulous to believe. 
 
 She said that Judge C was her 
 
 father as well as her master. At an early 
 age she had been sent to school in New 
 York, the school of the Mechanics' Insti- 
 tute, in Broadway. When she Avas fif- 
 teen years of age, her father came to 
 New York, took her from school to his 
 hotel, and compelled her to live Avith him 
 as his mistress. She became the mother 
 of a child, of whom her master was father 
 and grandfather. 
 
 " I am now twenty-one," said she, " and 
 I am the mother of a boy five years old, 
 Avho is my father's son." 
 
 The Judge took her home wi.h him to 
 New Orleans, where he continued to live 
 with her for awhile ; then ordered her to 
 marry a favorite protege. She. refused. 
 He had her horsewhipped in the streets. 
 
 and continued a systematic torture till she 
 consented. AVhen she had been married 
 some time, the protege — a man so nearly 
 white, that he was employed as chief 
 clerk in a Avholesale house — discovered 
 the shameless cheat that had been put 
 upon him, and abandoned his wife. Then 
 the master took her again to his incestu- 
 ous bed, and gave her a deed of manu- 
 mission, Avhich he afterAvard took from 
 her and destroyed. 
 
 "And now," she added, "he has gone 
 off, and left me and my children without 
 any means of support." 
 
 Mrs. Butler, amazed and confounded at 
 this tale of horror, procured her an inter- 
 view with the General, to Avhom the story 
 was repeated. He spoke kindly to her, 
 but told her frankly that he could not be- 
 lieve the story. 
 
 " It is too much," said he, " to believe 
 on the testimony of one witness. Does 
 any one else know of these things ? " 
 
 " Yes," she replied, " everybody in New 
 Orleans knoAvs them." 
 
 "I Avill have the case investigated," 
 said the General ; " come again in three 
 days." 
 
 General Shipley undertook the investi- 
 gation. He found that the woman's story 
 Avas as true as it was notorioiis. The 
 facts Avere completely substantiated. 'Gen- 
 eral Butler gave her her freedom, and as- 
 signed her an alloAvance from her father's 
 estate ; and, some time after. Captain 
 Puffer, during his short tenure of power 
 as deputy provost marshal, gave her one 
 of the best of her father's houses to liA^e 
 in, by letting apartments in Avhich she ad- 
 ded to her income. 
 
 Mr. Parton, in giving the above narra- 
 tiA'e says : It is noAV a yeflr since the out- 
 line of this story AA^as first published to 
 the Avorld, but no attempt has been made, 
 from any quarter, to controvert any part 
 of it. And, it may be added, that Mr. 
 Parton is not the man to make or repeat 
 questionable statements with his pen. 
 
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 Mr. and Mrs. Grrant. 
 
 It is one of the misfortunes of great 
 personages tliat they must be talked about, 
 and, — in this free country, — not always 
 with the reverence paid to the Grand La- 
 ma. AVhile General Grant Avas receiving 
 the highest honors which a country gi-ate- 
 ful for his accumulated victories could 
 shower upon him, Mrs. Grant showed her- 
 self to be a plain, sensible, quiet woman, 
 who took the world as a matter of course. 
 Some friends were talking, in her compa- 
 ny, of the great responsibility of General 
 Grant's position, and made some remarks 
 tending to awaken any expression of am- 
 bition dormant in her woman's heart. 
 No returns ! She said, 
 
 " Mr. Grant," (so she always called 
 him,) " had succeeded below, and when he 
 was called to this position, he thought it 
 was his duty to try what he could do." 
 
 The hope was then expressed that he 
 would succeed, and that he would take 
 Richmond. 
 
 Mrs Gen. Graut. 
 
 " Well, I don't, know. I think he may 
 — Mr. Grant always was a very obstinate 
 man," (Nobody learns that trait of char- 
 acter sooner than a wife.) 
 
 Some conversation also took place with 
 regfftd to the ensuing presidential term : 
 ^"If General Grant succeeds, he may 
 want to be President." 
 
 " But he is Lieutenant- General." 
 
 " Yes, but when a man can be elected 
 President, it must be a strong tempta- 
 tion." 
 
 " I don't know. There have never 
 been but two Lieutenant-Generals of the 
 United States, General Washington and 
 General Scott. There have been a num- 
 ber of Presidents, for instance, such men 
 as and ." 
 
 Mrs. Grant was pretty unanimously 
 chalked down as a sensible Avoman, and 
 Mr. Grant was allowed to be an '' obstinate 
 
 Improving- on Acquaintance. 
 Some of the soldiers belonging to a 
 Rhode Island Regiment in jMaryland, 
 Avandered off one day to a farm-house, 
 and commenced conversation Avith a wo- 
 man, Avho Avas greatly frightened. They 
 tried in vain to quiet her apprehensions. 
 They asked for food, and she cried, " Oh, 
 take all I have, take every thing, but 
 spare my sick husband." " Oh," said one 
 of the men, " Ave ain't going to hurt you ; 
 Ave Avant something to eat." But the wo- 
 man persisted in being frightened, in spite 
 of all efforts to reassure her, and hurried 
 AAdiatever food she had on the table. 
 When, hoAvever, she saAv this company 
 stand about the table Avith bared heads, 
 and a tall, gaunt man raise his hand and 
 invoke God's blessing on the bounties 
 spread before them, the good Avoman 
 broke doAvn Avith a fit of sobbing and cry- 
 ing. She had no longer any fears, but 
 bade them Avait, and in a feAV moments 
 had made hot coffee in abundance. She 
 then emptied their canteens of the muddy 
 Avater they contained, and filled them Avith 
 coffee. Her astonishment increased when 
 they insisted upon paying her. 
 
 Rosecrans' Orderly Sergeant Delivered of a 
 Baby in Camp. 
 
 The folloAving drder, as unique in its 
 Avav as any that the Avar gave rise to, can 
 be best explained — if any further expla- 
 
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 555 
 
 nation be needed — by Major- General Ro- 
 secrans : 
 
 " Head-Quarters Department of 
 THE Cumberland, April 17th, 1863. 
 
 " General : — The general command- 
 ing dix'ects me to call your attention to a 
 flagrant outrage committed in your com- 
 mand, — a person having been admitted 
 inside your lines, without a pass and in 
 violation of orders. Tlie case is one 
 which calls for your personal attention, 
 and the general commanding directs that 
 you deal with the offending party or par- 
 ties according to law. 
 
 The medical director reports that an 
 orderly-sergeant in Brigadier- General 
 
 's division was to-day delivered of a 
 
 baby, — which is in violation of all military 
 law and of the army regulations. No 
 such case has been known since the days 
 of Jupiter. 
 
 You will apply the proper punishment 
 in this case, and a remedy to prevent a 
 repetition of the act." 
 
 For the most complete, brilliant, and 
 authentic narrative of the war and its 
 scenes, in the above-named department, 
 the "Annals of the Army of the Cum- 
 berland " must be allowed to be unsur- 
 passed. No volume which the war has 
 called forth, does greater honor to the 
 talents of its author, and no soldier who 
 served in its gallant ranks can well de- 
 prive himself of such a storehouse of the 
 annals so memorable in national and per- 
 sonal history. A brave army, a popular 
 general, and a magnificent corps of offi- 
 cers, well deserve commemoration, such as 
 the "Annals, by John Fitch, " gives them. 
 
 Home Scene in tlie Cradle of Reljellion. 
 
 A member of one of the Charleston, 
 (S. C.) companies, on leave of absence in 
 the city, received a summons to appear at 
 his post on Sullivan's Island, on one of the 
 nights when the air was rife with the most 
 startling rumors of the coming of an over- 
 whelming Federal fleet. With cheerful 
 promptitude the brave soldier prepared to 
 
 obey the imperative call. He was a hus- 
 band, and the father of a blue-eyed little 
 girl, who had just begun to put words to- 
 gether. After the pr(^aration for the 
 camp had been made, the soldier nerved 
 hinfself for the good-bye. Those present 
 thought that the wife felt the parting less 
 than the husband. Lively words flowed 
 fast, and her fair face was as bright and 
 calm as a morning in May. Her heart 
 seemed to be full of gladness. 
 
 She cheered him with pleasant earnest- 
 ness to show himself a man, and rumiing 
 on in a gleeful strain, admonished him not 
 to come back if he were shot in the back. 
 With incredible fortitude she bade her 
 child tell papa good-bye, and to say to 
 him that she would not own him her father 
 if he proved to be a coward. The echo 
 of the soldier's footfall through the cQj^ri-- , 
 dor had hardly passed .away, when^s*^' 
 ghastly palor was seen spreading over the 
 lady's face. In a voice weak and husky 
 she begged a friend to take her child, and 
 before she could be supported she fell 
 from her chair prostrate on the floor. 
 
 By a tremendous effort the noble wo- 
 man — still loyal at heart, perhaps, to the 
 glorious flag her husband had been siun- 
 moned to outrage — had controlled her 
 feelings ; but nature and conscience could 
 bear the strain no longer, and she fainted. 
 The swoon was deep, and it was some- 
 time before consciousness returned. At 
 length she opened her eyes languidly, and 
 looked around upon the spnpathizing 
 group, and in a tremulous voice inquired 
 if she had fainted before her husband left 
 the room. Comment is unnecessary. 
 
 Bread Cast Upon the "Waters. 
 A Southern fugitive, colored, who 
 had, by good fortune, arrived in Boston, 
 from Baltimore, was one day passing 
 through the Doric Hall, at the State 
 House, when he recognized one of the 
 Massachusetts soldiers who was wounded 
 on the 10th of April, in Baltimore, andj# 
 once accosted him, inquiring after his 
 
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 health, and asking him if he did not know 
 him. The soldier did not at first remem- 
 ber his face, -when the fugitive asked him 
 if he did not remember a colored man 
 bringing him water to drink, and rags to 
 bmd up his wounds, while he lay wounded 
 in the street. He replied that he did, and 
 at once recognized his Good Samaritan in 
 the person of the fugitive. The peculiar 
 circumstances of the case made the inter- 
 view deeply touching. It so happened 
 that the fugitive had a wife and two chil- 
 dren, and Avhen the Massachusetts soldiers 
 fell wounded in the streets of Baltimore, 
 the fugitive's wife tore up her clothes to 
 make rags to stanch the flow of blood. 
 These rags she threw out of the window 
 in her master's house, when her husband 
 gathered them up and carried them to the 
 wounded soldier. 
 
 erate army,) the surgeon complaisantly 
 told her, if she made her residence in 
 Montgomeiy, Alabama, to select a house 
 suitable for hospital purposes, as he would 
 do himself the favor to call upon her 
 there. 
 
 Looking' out for Hospital Accommodations. 
 
 Before the Federal capture of Atlanta, 
 Georgia, some of the inhabitants had the 
 idea that no Union army would ever be 
 able to take the city. One of these, a 
 lady, Mrs. Zimmerman, afterward stated 
 that she felt perfectly secure from the 
 hands of the Yankees until the night of 
 the evacuation, when, perfectly astonislied 
 at the change of things, she asked the 
 Confederate General, Oglesby, how she 
 should act in order to be safe from insult. 
 
 He answered, " Keep your mouth shut, 
 and they will not harm you." She acted 
 upon this advice, until one of the Union 
 surgeons politely informed her that her 
 large, commodious mansion was needed as 
 a hospital, and he would find her a smaller 
 one, which would just as well answer her 
 purpose. Her pent-up indignation now 
 found vent in her answer that she would 
 prefer remaining in her own house. But 
 she afterward respected the kindness re- 
 ceived from the hands of the Union 
 Soldiery, and while she took the benefit 
 of Sherman's ' depopulating ' order, and 
 ^nt South, that she might be near her 
 husband, (a quartermaster in the Confed- 
 
 Soldiers' Offering- at the Grave of Washing- 
 ton Irving. 
 
 Some Massachusetts soldiers stationed 
 at Yonkers, New York, went up the river 
 to Tarrytown, and looked at tlie monu- 
 ment to Andre. Thence they visited the 
 cemetery where repose the remains of the 
 peaceful Washington Irving. A hedge is 
 around the burial-plat. Eleven full length 
 graves are in a row — father, mother, 
 brothers, and sisters. One of the stones 
 is lettered, "Washington, son of Wil- 
 liam and Sarah S. Irving, died Nov. 29, 
 1859, aged 76 years, 8 months, and 25 
 days." The soldiers laid each a bunch of 
 roses upon this grave, and a wreath of 
 oak leaves, with a written inscription, 
 " Offering of Massachusetts volunteers to 
 the memory of Washington Irving," signed 
 by them all, and bearing the date, was 
 placed upon the headstone. One boy re- 
 peated the " Memory of the Dead," and 
 all plucked a spray of clover from the 
 grave. The graceful pen of John S. C. 
 Abbott, the justly eminent writer, — to 
 which we find this touching anecdote at- 
 tributed, — might well weave into extend- 
 ed detail of fascinating narration, a war 
 incident at once so ten,der, exquisite, and 
 peculiarly American, in its characteristics. 
 Pausing in the prC2:)arations for conflict 
 and blood, to lay upon the tomb of the 
 best beloved of American thinkers and 
 writei'S, the sweet, womanly tribute of a 
 leaf-bound wreath, and then, shouldering 
 again the Aveapons of loyalty to the Union 
 which Irving so much loved, retui-niug to 
 the camp ! 
 
 General Tilghman and his Loyal Mother. 
 While General Tilghman was confined 
 a prisoner of war at Fort Warren, 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 
 
 557 
 
 Boston, in tlie spring of 1862, Mrs. 
 Tilghman, accompanied by lier daughter, 
 Mrs. Lowry, visited Boston and put up 
 at the Revere House, for the purpose of 
 obtaining an interview with the General, 
 at the Fort. There was some difficulty 
 in obtaining the required permission, but 
 on Saturday the mother and sister were 
 allowed to visit his quarters and enjoy the 
 interview which they desired. The first 
 
 Gen. TilgLman. 
 
 exclamation on meeting him Avas, " O, my 
 rebel son ! " and during their conversation 
 the gi'ieved and suffering woman said : 
 " When I heard you were taken, I thanked 
 God that you were rescued from secession 
 influences; and were I -to hear there was 
 any chance of your being exchanged, I 
 would go on my knees to the President to 
 prevent you from again joining the rebels, 
 for I would rather have you remain here 
 during your life than to know you were 
 among the traitors of the country." Truly, 
 " a foolish son is the heaviness of his 
 mother." 
 
 Nashville Ladies Working the Card. 
 The despair which must have overtaken 
 tlie hearts of the secession ladies of Nash- 
 ville, when that city was redeemed by 
 Federal arms, and the " flag of glory " un- 
 furled once moi'e in its streets, may be 
 judged by the pertness and contempt with 
 which they treated the "political guild of 
 
 blue-coats." Thus, when General Mc- 
 Cook, of the Federal army, arrived in the 
 city, he sent up his card, with the request 
 that he might renew his former acquaint- 
 ance with Miss McNairy. The fallow- 
 ing is the pert rebuff, written on the back 
 of the card, which the lady sent the gal- 
 lant soldier: 
 
 " Sir, I do not desire to renew my ac- 
 quaintance with the invaders of my State." 
 
 Two other officers whose hearts were 
 untainted with treason to their country, 
 visited the house of Dr. Martin, and sent 
 up their cards to his daughter. Miss Bettie 
 Elartin, requesting the renewal of an old 
 acquaintanceship with one whom they 
 recalled as an elegant and accomplished 
 lady. Repairing to the parlor, with a look 
 of ineffable scorn and contempt, she dashed 
 the card into their faces, and said — 
 
 " Your absence, sirs, will be much bet- 
 ter company to me than your presence." 
 
 General Lander and the Bible. 
 
 The beautiful illustrations presented 
 with such painstaking labor and admirable 
 taste by Prof H. B. Hackett, of the value 
 of religion to the soldier, are in keeping 
 with his own high character as a Christian 
 philanthropist. Everybody will read, with 
 pleasure, the incident here narrated by the 
 excellent author named : 
 
 One day a staff officer caught General 
 Lander with a Bible in his hand, and had 
 the curiosity to inquire of him — 
 
 " General, do you ever search the 
 Scriptures?" To this plain interroga- 
 tory. General Lander promjitly replied : 
 
 My mother gave me a Bible, which I 
 have always carried with me. Once in 
 the Rocky Mountains I had only fifteen 
 pounds of flour. We used to collect 
 grasshoppers at four o'clock in the day, 
 to catch some fish for our supper at night. 
 It was during the Mormon war, and my 
 men desired to turn back. I was then 
 searching for a route for the wagon roacj. 
 " I will turn back if the Bible says so," 
 said I, " and we will take it for an inspira- 
 
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 tion." I opened the book at the following 
 passage : 
 
 " Go on, and search the mountain, and 
 the gates of the city shall not be shut 
 against you." 
 
 All concurred in the definite statement 
 of the passage, and the heroic explorer 
 once more led his men into the wild coun- 
 try of the Indians. 
 
 Gen. Lander and his Bible. 
 
 And yet Lander was not one to boa.st 
 of his devotional practices. That he Avas 
 " caught " by the staff-officer Avas doubtless 
 literally true, — " with a Bible in his hand," 
 for he was not one that read his Bible "to 
 be seen of men." 
 
 Such 'Memorials of the War' as the 
 above, constitute, at this era, the most in- 
 teresting and profitable reading for the 
 youth of our families and Sabbath schools. 
 
 Cominission of "Major" conferred on a Lady. 
 Mrs. Major Belle Reynolds, the wife 
 of Lieutenant Reynolds, of Company A, 
 Seventeenth Illinois regiment, distinguish- 
 ed herself as a brave soldier, in the war 
 against the great rebellion. Her native 
 place was Slielburne Falls, Massachusetts. 
 The Seventeenth Illinois, to . which her 
 husband belonged, Avas one of the most 
 popular regiments in the Western army, 
 
 being one of the earliest in the field, and 
 continuing almost uninterruptedly in active 
 service. They met the enemy in a terri- 
 ble encounter, and vanquished him, at 
 Fredericktown, Missouri. They early 
 took possession of Cape Girardeau ; they 
 also bore a prominent part, and were ter- 
 ribly cut up, at the battle of Fort Donel- 
 son, and were in the thickest of the fight 
 at the battle of Shiloh or Pittsburg Land- 
 ing. In these last two battles Lieutenant 
 Reynolds wa8 Acting Adjutant. 
 
 During the greater part of the cam- 
 paign Mrs. Reynolds shared with her hus- 
 band a soldier's fare in camp ; many a 
 night, Avhile on long marches, sleeping 
 upon the ground in the open air, with no 
 covering other than her blanket, and fre- 
 quently drenched with rain — and ofttimes 
 to the order " Fall in," she would hurriedly 
 mount her horse in tl^e darkness of the 
 night, and make long marches Avitliout rest 
 or food, except what she happened to have 
 with her. She at all times exhibited a 
 degree of heroism that endeared her 
 greatly to the brave soldiers of the Sev- 
 enteenth and other regiments that were 
 associated with ' them, and to the officers 
 of the army whose acquamtauce she 
 formed. 
 
 Governor Yates, of Illinois, and his staff, 
 were at Pittsburg. Landing to look after 
 the Illinois troops, who suffered so severely 
 in that fearful struggle, and learning o( 
 Mrs. Reynolds's heroic conduct on the 
 field, and untiring efforts in behalf of the 
 wounded soldiers, by and Avith the advice 
 of his staff, commissioned her Daughter 
 of the Regiment, to take rank as a 
 Major, " for meritorious conduct on the 
 bloody battle-field of Pittsburg Landing." 
 Mrs. R. left PUtsburg Landing a feAV days 
 after the battle to attend some Avounded 
 soldiers on their Avay to their homes by 
 the river, leaving the last one at Peoria — 
 Captain SAvain, of Illinois, Avho died as 
 the boat touched the Avharf at Peoria. On 
 hearing of her having been commissioned 
 by the Governor, the citizens of Peoria 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 
 
 559 
 
 addressed a letter to the latter, thanking 
 him " for the honor conferred upon Peoria 
 by your voluntary act in commissioning 
 Mrs. Belle Reynold:?, of this city, to take 
 rank of Major of Illinois State Militia, 
 showing your appreciation of valuable 
 services so nobly rendered by a lady on 
 the bloody battle-field of Pittsburg Land- 
 ing. And we take pleasure in bearing 
 testimony to the high moral and Christian 
 character of the ' Major,' believing that in 
 whatever circumstances she may be placed 
 she will ever honor her commission and 
 the worthy Executive who gave it." 
 
 "Whisper Good-Night, Love." 
 The heart of many a loyal wife and 
 mother has been touched by the strains 
 of that exquisite little song — " Whisper 
 Good-Night, Love " — w^iich w^as composed 
 by a soldier the night before the battle of 
 Stone River. Lieutenant H. Millard, of 
 the Nineteenth United States Army, and 
 aid-de-camp to Majoi'-General Rousseau, 
 was the author. On the night of the 29th 
 December, when the division bivouacked 
 on Stewart's Ci'eek, Lieutenant Millard's 
 wife bade him good-bye. They expected 
 to CO into battle next mornino;. Lieut en- 
 ant Millard reclined on a shock of corn, 
 looking into the blue skies, thinking of his 
 wife, — for soldiers think of wives and 
 little ones at such periods. His comrades 
 were speculating on the chances of battle, 
 now and then expressing amiable envy 
 that Millard could sleep so soundly. Sud- 
 denly he sprang from his couch, and, call- 
 ing Lieutenant Pirtle, he repeated the 
 result of his fancies to him, in verse, which 
 he entitled, " Whisper Good-Night, Love." 
 Tuesday night, 30th of December, while 
 the division was bivouacked in front of 
 Murfreesborough, he composed and ar- 
 ranged the music for the piano. The 
 next day five hundred and eight of Mil- 
 lard's comrades were bleeding on the field 
 of battle. Such was the origin of a song 
 which touched many a soldier's heart, as 
 it also did the heart of many a loved one 
 at home. 
 
 Yankee Cavalry against Virgrinia Chivalry. 
 
 The coolness and courage with which 
 some of the Virginia women are endowed 
 is a fact which has been too often and too 
 brilliantly illustrated to admit of any doubt. 
 During the rebellion, a Union cavalry 
 straggler, after vainly ransacking the out- 
 buildings of a plantation in search of corn, 
 approached the door in which a young 
 lady was standmg, and demanded that 
 " some of the grain, which he knew was 
 concealed in the house, should be given 
 him." " We have none," was the reply. 
 " Stand aside until I go in and see for my- 
 self," he rudely retorted, at the same time 
 whipping out of its sheath a heavy Colt's 
 revolver. No sooner done than the fair 
 Virginian planted herself firmly in the 
 doorway, drew a small repeater from her 
 full and throbbing bosom, and deliber- 
 ately aiming it at the intruder's head, ex- 
 claimed, 
 
 "Approach one step further towards 
 this house and you are a dead man ! " 
 
 Baffled in his endeavors by such an ex- 
 hibition of bravery, the trooper turned 
 on his heel and left, without taking that 
 ' one step further.' He was not aware, at 
 the time, that the maiden who thus placed 
 such a check upon his movements was 
 the betrothed of George B. Davis, a 
 nephew of JefF.'s, who discharged her 
 pocket pistol with an accuracy which had 
 made her famous in that locality. 
 
 " Dick," the Four-Footed Orderly. 
 "^ As w^e were flying about in every direc- 
 tion, now here, noAV there, (says a pleasing 
 writer and eye-witness of what is here 
 narrated,) wdth a pad for one, a basin and 
 sponge to wet the wounds of another, 
 cologne for a third, and milk punch for 
 a fourth, I felt Dick (our hospital dog, 
 my faithful friend and ally, a four-footed 
 Vidocq, in his mode of scenting out gi-iev- 
 ances,) seize my dress in his teeth, pull it 
 hard, and look eagerly up in my face. 
 " What is it, Dick ? I am too busy to 
 attend to you just now." Another hard 
 pull and a beseeching look in his eyes. 
 
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 " Presently, my fine fellow ! presently. 
 Gettysburg men mus't come first." 
 
 He wags liis tail furiously, and still 
 pulls my dress. Does he mean that he 
 wants me for one of them ? Perhaps so. 
 " Come, Dick, I'll go with you." He starts 
 off delighted, leads me to the ward where 
 those worst wounded have been placed, 
 travels the whole length of it to the upper 
 corner, where lies a man apparently badly 
 wounded, and crying like a child. I had 
 seen him brought in on a stretcher, but in 
 the confusion had not noticed where he 
 had been taken. Dick halted as we ar- 
 rived at the bed, looked at me, as much as 
 to say, " There ! isn't that a case requir- 
 ing attention?" and then, as though quite 
 satisfied to resign him into my hands, 
 trotted quietly off. 
 
 He did not notice my approach ; I there- 
 fore stood watching him a little while. 
 His arm and hand, from Avhich the band- 
 age had partially slipped, were terri- 
 bly swollen; the wound was in the 
 wrist, (or rather, as I afterwards found, 
 the ball had entered the palm of his hand 
 and had come out at his wrist,) and ap- 
 peared to be, as it subsequently proved, a 
 very severe one. 
 
 My boast that I could make a pretty 
 good conjecture Avhat State a man came 
 from by looking at him, did not avail me 
 here. I was utterly at fault. His fair 
 hair, Saxon face, so far as I could judge 
 of it, as he lay sobbing on his pillow, had 
 something feminine — almost child-like — 
 in the innocence and gentleness of its ex- 
 pression, and my first thought was one 
 which has constantly recurred on closer 
 acquaintance, " How utterly unfit for a 
 soldier ! " He wanted the quick, nervous 
 energy of the New Englander, who, even 
 when badly wounded, rarely fails to betray 
 his origin ; he had none of the rough, off- 
 hand dash of our Western brothers, and 
 could never have had it even in health ; 
 nor yet the stolidity of our Pennsylvania 
 Germans. No ! It Avas clear that I 
 must wait until he cho>e to enlighten me 
 
 as to his home. After a few minutes 
 study, I was convinced that his tears were 
 not from the pain of his Avound ; there 
 was no contraction of the broAV, no tension 
 of the muscles, no quivering of the frame ; 
 he seemed simply very Aveary, very lan- 
 guid, like a tired child, arid I resolved to 
 act accordingly. 
 
 " I have been so busy Avith our defend- 
 ers, this afternoon," said I, " that I have 
 had no time to come and thank you." 
 
 He started, raised his tear-stained face, 
 and said, Avith a Avondering air, " To thank 
 me ? For Avhat ? " 
 
 " For Avhat ? " said I ; " haven't you 
 been keeping the rebels aAvay from us ? 
 Don't you know that if it hadn't been for 
 you and many like you, Ave might at this 
 moment have been flying from our homes, 
 and General Lee and his men occupying 
 our city ? You don't seem to knoAV how 
 grateful Ave are to you — Ave feel as though 
 Ave could never do enough for our brave 
 Gettysburg men to return Avhat they have 
 done for us." 
 
 This seemed quite a novel idea, and the 
 tears Avere stopped to muse upon it. 
 
 " We tried to do our duty, ma'am, I 
 know that." 
 
 " I knoAV it too, and I think I could make 
 a pi'etty good guess Avhat corps you belong 
 to. Suppose I try. Wasn't it the Second 
 corps ? You look to me like one of Gen- 
 eral Hancock's men ; you knoAV they were 
 praised in the papers for their bravery. 
 Am I right ? " 
 
 The poor tired face brightened instant- 
 ly. The random shot had hit the mark. 
 
 " Yes, Second Corps, do you knoAV by 
 my cap ? " , 
 
 " Your cap ? You don't wear your cap 
 in bed, do you ? I haven't seen your cap ; 
 I guessed by that AA'ound — it ;nust have 
 been made where there Avas pretty hard 
 fighting, and I kncAV the Second Corps 
 had done their share of that." 
 
 But this Avas dangerous ground, as I 
 felt the moment the allusion to his wound 
 Avas made ; the sympathy Avas too direct. 
 
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 5G1 
 
 and his eyes filled at once. Seeing my mis- 
 take, I plunged off rapidly on another 
 tack. 
 
 " Did you notice my assistant orderly 
 who came in with me just now ? He had 
 been over to see you before, for he came 
 and told me you wanted me." 
 
 " I wanted you ! No, ma'am, that's a 
 mistake ; no one's been near me since they 
 bathed me, and gave me clean clothes — I 
 know there hasn't for I watched them 
 running all about ; but none came to me, 
 and I want so much to have my arm 
 dressed." And the ready tea>s once more 
 began to flow. 
 
 " There is no mistake. I told you that 
 my assistant orderly came to me in the 
 ladies' room, and told me that you needed 
 me. Think again — who has been here 
 since you were brought in ? " 
 
 " Not a single soul, ma'am — indeed, not 
 a thing, but a dog, standing looking in my 
 face, and wagging his tail, as if he was 
 pitying me." 
 
 " But a dog ! Exactly ; he's my assist- 
 ant orderly ; he came over to me, pulled 
 my dress, and wouldn't rest till I came to 
 see you. I am surprised you speak so 
 slightingly of poor Dick." 
 
 Here was at once a safe and fertile 
 theme. I entered at large upon Dick's 
 merits ; his fondness for the men — his 
 greater fondness, occasionally, for their 
 dinners — his having made way with three 
 lunches just prepared for the men who 
 were starting — (the result probably of 
 having heard the old story that the sur- 
 geons eat what is intended for the men,) 
 our finding him one day on our table with 
 his head in the pitcher of lemonade, and 
 how I tried to explain to him that such 
 was not the way of proving his regards 
 for his i"! lends, the soldiers, but I feared 
 without much effect — in short, I made a 
 long story out of nothing, till the ward- 
 master arrived with his supper, saying that 
 die doctor's orders were that the new cases 
 should all take something to eat before he 
 examined their wounds. My friend had 
 35 
 
 quite forgotten his own troubles in listen- 
 ing to Dick's varied talents, and allowed 
 me to give him his supper very quietly, as 
 I fomid he was really too much exhausted 
 even to raise his uninjured arm to his 
 mouth. I had the pleasure of seeing him 
 smile for good-bye. 
 
 mstook the Genus. 
 A young officer upon the staff of a 
 Western General, who was temporarily 
 sojourning at head-quarters in the Zolli- 
 coffer House, on High Street, Nashville, 
 one day Stopped before the door of a 
 neighboring house to admire and caress a 
 beautiful little girl. SI'e was fair, bright, 
 and active, her hair was in ringlets, and 
 
 Mistook the Genua. 
 
 she was neatly dressed. Imagine the 
 emotions of the kind-hearted ofiicer Avhen 
 a young lady remarked to him, with a per- 
 ceptible sneer, " You seem to be very fond 
 of kissing niggers." " Good gracious ! " 
 was the startled re2:)ly, " you don't call that 
 child a nigger, do you ? " " Yes, I do ; 
 she is nothing else." The young oflacer 
 took another glance at the child, who 
 seemed even more fair than the young 
 lady. His reflections upon the " pecul- 
 iarities of custom " may be easily imagined. 
 
 "Lee's Miserables." 
 
 "While the Federal forces were passing 
 
 their winter near Brandy Station, some of 
 
 the officers endeavored to relieve the ennui 
 
 of camp life by frequent visits to the fiiir 
 
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 secesh mmdeus of the surrounding coun- 
 try. One of the staff became quite enam- 
 ored wicli a young lady in Culpepper, 
 more noted for her secession ideas than for 
 her beauty. On one of his visits she re- 
 quested the loan of some books, and the 
 next day he sent over a parcel containing, 
 among other volumes, Victor Hugo's " Les 
 Miserables." To his sui-prise the orderly 
 returned with the books, and a message 
 from the fair one that she " didn't want 
 any of his nasty Yankee trash." Not ex- 
 
 Geneml R. E Lee, 
 
 actly understanding it, he rode over in the 
 evening to enquire what was wrong. The 
 young lady's eyes flashed as she demand- 
 ed to know how he dared to insult her by 
 sending her a book about " Lee's Misera- 
 bles." She knew that General Lee's men 
 weren't as well dressed as the Yankees, 
 but they weren't miserable one bit, and it 
 was all a Yankee falsehood to say that 
 
 they were. 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Last Thoughts of the Dying Boy-Soldier. 
 
 In one of the large hospitals for the sick 
 of tlie Union army, surrounded by the 
 wounded and dying, lay a mere boy. One 
 glance at the fevei'-flush on his fair cheek, 
 the unnatural brilliancy of the beautiful 
 blue eye, together with the painfully rest- 
 less movement that tossed the bright curls 
 from his heated forehead, told with mourn- 
 
 ful certainty the tale that his hours were 
 numbered. 
 
 Yet only a fellow-soldier sat beside him. 
 No fond mother's or sister's hand bathed 
 that fevered brow: and tender tones 
 whispering words of love and comfort 
 were wanting by the bedside of the dying 
 lad. The physician approached him, and, 
 used as he was to such scenes, said, sadly, 
 
 " What a pity ! yesterday such a fair 
 prospect of recovery, and to-day no chance. 
 Poor boy ! " he continued, in an under 
 tone, "I wonder where his mother is ! but 
 she could never get here in time. Ah, 
 well ! it's fretting so much has done it." 
 
 Here the poor lad interrupted, saying, 
 with feverish eagerness, and that pretty 
 mingling of Scotch and English always so 
 interesting, 
 
 " Its na' the fretting ; its the vow. Sin 
 I canna see her in the body I maun in the 
 spirit, and before night — oh, me ! " 
 
 " Delirious," said the doctor, " I feared 
 it ; " and, with an injunction to the watch- 
 ing soldier to let him talk on as much as 
 he pleased, passed on — he had i-eally no 
 time to spend by the dying boy. Thus 
 encouraged to talk — for the young soldier 
 had his senses perfectly — he turned to his 
 comrade, saying: 
 
 " Will you hear me tell it, James ? It 
 wad mak the time seem shorter to speak 
 out what is in my head. Weel, then, I'll 
 begin at the time when father, mither, 
 Jessie, an I all lived in that sweet Avee 
 home awa among the Scotch mountains. 
 We had na much, to be sui-e, but enough 
 to keep oursels, and some'at to spare for 
 our poorer neighbors. Jessie was a very 
 bonnie lass, older than mysel by some 
 years, and it was na long till she was 
 promised to the minister of the place. A 
 nice young man was he, and all the coun- 
 try round was glad when it was known. 
 It cam Jessie's birthday just three months 
 before the wedding-day. She was very 
 sad, an kep saying how happy she had 
 been at home, an how na ither spot couM 
 
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 ever be to her what it had been ; an then, 
 in the middle of tlie dancing an fun, she 
 up an threw her arms round my mither's 
 neck, an vowed that always, on that eve- 
 ning, so lang as my mither was alive, she 
 would come — whether ' in the body or in 
 (he spirit,' she would never fail. 'Twas 
 a wild word for her to speak, an' many o' 
 the neighbors shook their heads as they 
 heard, an the talk went round the town 
 that Jessie Graeme had bound hersel by 
 sich a strange vow." 
 
 Here the boy paused from extreme ex- 
 haustion, and, as he rested for a few mo- 
 ments, seemed to he looking at something 
 very far off ; then, rousing himself, said — 
 
 " I maun be short ; it is near the time. 
 Jessie was married, an our hearts were 
 just as glad as children ; till one day word 
 cam that Jessie an her husband were 
 drowned. In crossing a little loch to visit 
 some sick folk the boat must 'a overturn- 
 ed, for it was found floating ; but we never 
 saw them again. Oh ! 'twas a bitter time. 
 My mither fretted much ; for, though she 
 kenned it true, she could na think of our 
 bonnie lassie lying dead an' cold in her 
 husband's arms, on the stanes at the bat- 
 tom o' the loch. My father fretted too. 
 He wad na think that she was dead, but 
 kep saying she wad soon be back to glad- 
 den our hearts once mair ; but she never 
 cam ; an we three, Avi' sickening hearts? 
 waited for her birthday ; we kenned right 
 weel that, dead or alive, her promise wad 
 be kep. The night cam, an we sat wi' 
 open door an curtain drawn from the win- 
 dow (for when they come i' the spirit it's 
 only through the window they can look). 
 We three by the bright fire sat waiting for 
 the first sound o' her footstep. I heard it 
 first, as, wi' the water dripping from her 
 clothes, she cam swiftly up the walk, an, 
 putting aside the rose-bush, looked in — 
 only for one moment ; then she was gone ; 
 but by that we kenned she was dead. It 
 seemed to comfort my mither ; so that, 
 when I left soon after to come here, I 
 made the same vow, * that so long as my 
 
 mither lived, whether in the body or in 
 the spirit, I wad, on the same night, stand 
 by Jessie's side ' ; and I maun," he added, 
 his eyes brightening, and a cold damp 
 gathering on his brow. " Does no one 
 see ? Don't you hear the water dripping 
 frae her dress ? My mither, wi' her long 
 gray hair ! See, she is putting the roses 
 awa. How cold an clammy her hand is ! 
 It is dark ! " 
 
 With these words, he fell back lifeless 
 
 Bodies laid out 
 
 on the bed. In awe-struck silence his 
 eyes were closed, and the cheeks of the 
 bravest paled at the thought that the spirit 
 they had so loved and revered for unfailing 
 tenderness and true courage might be, at 
 that moment, standing by the sister it had 
 so deai'ly loved, lookmg through the case- 
 ment on the home and parents of their 
 childhood, while the beautiful frame it had 
 inhabited lay motionless before them. 
 
 Great Day's "Work for a Scout,— the Misses 
 Scott. 
 
 The ladies of Virginia and Maryland 
 showed themselves to be, as a inile, fiercer 
 in their secessionism than the men, and by 
 their aid many a disaster was brought 
 upon the Union cause, and the gallant 
 officers and men engaged in its defence. 
 In the summer of 1861, two young ladies 
 of the name of Scott, residents of Fair- 
 fax County, Vii'ginia, were the means of 
 capturing the Captain of a volunteer regi- 
 ment from Connecticut. They were at last 
 
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 taken themselves, in the following man- 
 ner, by a scouting party who were ear- 
 nestly in pursuit of the two in question. 
 
 After getting out of the Avoods, the 
 party came to a cornfield, and crawhng 
 through it on their hands and knees, came 
 at last to a house, which they visited in 
 order to get what information they could. 
 They found an old man, and asked him if 
 any Federal troops were there. He, in 
 return, wanted to know if they were on 
 the Southern side. Lieutenant Upton 
 told him " Yes ; " when he told them they 
 were about a mile from the Union tents, 
 and to look out sharp or they would be 
 captured. The party of course appeared 
 frightened, and posted a man outside to 
 keep a keen watch. Lieutenant Upton 
 told him he Avas an officer of a South Caro- 
 lina regiment. The old man then told 
 
 the young men were all that were taken 
 along. The excitement was very great 
 when the party Avent into camp ; and in 
 the CA'ening the party Avas sent for by the 
 General in command, Avho complimented 
 them highly for their conduct. 
 
 Conditional Oflfer of his Autograph hy Gen- 
 eral Grant. 
 The ladies sojoui ning at Willard's cara- 
 A'ansory in Washington beset General 
 Grant, in the true style of their sex, on 
 one of his rare visits to Washington, that 
 they might obtain an autograph from the 
 hand Avhich then held the nation's SAvord. 
 Partaking of the enthusiasm of the hour, a 
 Avhole bevy of them congregated in the 
 principal suite of parlors in the hotel, and 
 sio-nified by a messenger to General Grant, 
 Avho Avas a guest of the house, that they 
 desired an intervicAV Avith him. The 
 
 him all about the United States camp, the q^^^^^.^^ ^^^^ jo,,.n from his quarters, 
 names of all the secession neighbors, and 1 ^^^^-^ ^ ^,^^,^ pleasant levee Avas held by 
 finally ^said he had in his house the^tAvo : j^.^^_ -^^^^^^^ ^^ ^j^^ l^^^j^g succeeded by 
 
 their dexterous and insinuating modus 
 
 Miss Scotts Avho took the Yankee Cap- 
 tain, — the old man conducting them into 
 the room and introducing them to the 
 Miss Scotts. 
 
 That moment Avas a blessed one indeed to 
 the scouting party, for right in their hands 
 Avere those Avhom the Avhole brigade had 
 been hunting for. But the gallant Fede- 
 rals continued to play their part, compli- 
 menting the ladies highly for their feat, 
 and pumping the old man for more in- 
 formation. After learning the most direct 
 route to the Union camp, Lieutenant Up- 
 ton told them he and his party must go, 
 but still he Avould like to see the AAdiole 
 family together to bid them good-bye. 
 Accordingly they all came out in the front 
 porch — the old man, his Avife, tlii-ee sons, 
 and daughter, and the tAvo Miss Scotts 
 
 operandi in getting the General's auto- 
 graph, — the object Avhich was so eagerly 
 sought for. In the course of the inter- 
 vicAv, an elderly lady applied to the Gen- 
 eral for an autograph, in behalf of a hand- 
 some mother of six childi-en Avho Avas 
 present ; but Avhen his sharp military eye 
 fell upon the applicant, he immediately 
 stipulated that she should make the re- 
 quest in person. She did so, and imme- 
 diately received the coveted bit of hand- 
 
 Avi-iting. 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Unrequited Gallantry in a New Orleans 
 Street Car. 
 
 It was a long time before the dainty 
 hauteur of the Ncav Orieans ladies could 
 yield Avith any decent degree of flexibility 
 The party simply formed a circle around ' to the rising star of General Butler and 
 the gathered household, when Lieutenant ! his Union associates, and many a look and 
 Upton, drawing his sword, demanded their ' act of lofty defiance Avere the latter made 
 surrender to the United States. No pen the recipients of One evening, a Feder- 
 could describe the blank and utter astonish- al officer— a very handsome man, by the 
 ment, wonder and heart-sinkings, exhibited way, and, therefore, a little vain— happcn- 
 at this moment. The two Miss Scotts and ed to be in a street railway car, wherem 
 
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 565 
 
 were also two ladies, evitlently belonging 
 to the first classes of the Crescent city. 
 One of them dropped her lace pocket hand- 
 kerchief — he, the officer, stooped most gal- 
 lantly, and handed it to her. She looked at 
 him with unmeasured contempt, and said, 
 "Do you suppose I will touch 
 anything contaminated by 
 your touch ? " That insult re- 
 stored his manhood and his 
 patriotism, which had fairly 
 melted under the bright 
 eyes of the Creole beauty ; 
 he took up the handker- 
 chief with the smallest pos- 
 sible touch, as if he felt its 
 possession by her had been 
 a contamination, opened the 
 car window, deliberately 
 dropped it in the street, 
 and sat down. The lady's 
 brusqueness had been more 
 than matched. 
 
 guile the few hours of leisure that he had 
 by looking up the ambitious youth. He 
 made his way, by dint of much inquiry, 
 to a small tailor's shop on the outskirts of 
 the town, and when he Avas admitted at 
 the door he found a lad sitting cross-legged 
 
 Head-quarters of General Burnslde, at Roanoke Island. 
 
 Appointment of Burnside as a Cadet. 
 
 About twenty years ago, one of the 
 members of President Lincoln's cabinet — 
 Secretary Smith, — was a member of 
 Congress from a distant "Western State. 
 He had the usual right of designating a 
 single candidate for admission to the AVest 
 Point Military Academy. The applica- 
 tions made to him for a \acancy which 
 then existed were not many, but among 
 them was a letter from a boy of sixteen 
 or seventeen years of age, who, without 
 any accompanying recommendations or 
 references, asked the appointment for him- 
 self The member dismissed the appeal 
 from his mind, with perhaps a passing 
 thought of the forwardness and impudence 
 of the stripling who could aspire to such a 
 place on no other grounds than his desire 
 to get a good education at the public ex- 
 pense. 
 
 But happening a short time afterward 
 to be in the little village whence the letter 
 was mailed, the incident was recalled to 
 his memory, and he thought he would be- 
 
 upon the tailor's bench, mending a rent in 
 an old pair of pantaloons. But this lad 
 had another occupation besides his manual 
 toil. Near by, on a small block of wood, 
 rested a book of abstruse science, to which 
 he turned his eyes whenever they could 
 be transferred from the work in his hands. 
 The member accosted him by the name 
 given in the letter, and the lad replied " I 
 am the person." " You wish, then, to be 
 appointed a cadet at West Point ? " "I 
 do," he rejoined. "Why?" asked the 
 Congressman. " Because," answered the 
 tailor youth, " I feel that I was born for 
 something better than mending old 
 clothes." The member talked further 
 with him, and was so well pleased with 
 his frankness, his spirit, and the rare in- 
 telligence he evinced, that he procured 
 him the appointment. 
 
 Name of the member, Caleb Smitli. 
 Name of the appointee, Ambrose E. 
 Burnside. This reminiscence was one 
 which Burnside's comrades at head-quar- 
 ters (when the cadet had risen to be Gen- 
 eral.) not unfrequently recounted with a 
 
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 hearty zest, and it doubtless did not fail 1 
 to cross the memory of the gallant Gener- 
 al himself. 
 
 ■ ♦ 
 
 Lizzie's Mark on the Handkerchief. 
 In one of the hospitals of the Union 
 army in Virginia, there was a young fel- 
 low, severely though not painfully wound- 
 ed. Seeing some clean linen rag-stuff 
 which one of the doctors had left on the 
 floor a little distance off, he asked an at- 
 tendant to tear him off a piece that would 
 serve for the purpose of a pocket hand- 
 kerchief. Thinking the surgeon might 
 have set apart the linen for some special 
 use, and preferring in any case to give him 
 a honajide handkerchief, if there was one 
 left, the attendant felt in his pocket, and 
 there at its bottom was the last of his 
 small store. It was rather a nice affair ; 
 the cambric not of the finest, but with 
 quite a stylish border round its edge, and he 
 pronounced it " bully," as it was handed 
 to him. The outside fold had, as usual, 
 the Commission's stamp, but it soon ap- 
 peared that there was still another mark 
 upon it ; for he had scarcely unfolded it 
 and held it out for an admiring, inspection, 
 before he uttered quite a shriek of de- 
 light, and asked the attendant if he knew 
 his folks at home, and if they had given 
 him the handkerchief to be thus handed. 
 It appeared that besides the mark of the 
 Commission, there was marked in thread 
 the name of the relief society in his na- 
 tive place, and the poor fellow gave sun- 
 dry reasons for his positive assertion that 
 the marking must have been done by none 
 other than the hands of his little sister 
 Lizzie. Of course such a discovery de- 
 lighted him. 
 
 Birth of Boys and Girls in War Times. 
 
 One of the "strong minded" women of 
 New York city — one noted for the acute- 
 ness as well as accuracy of her observa- 
 tions of life and society — bore her testi- 
 mony to a remarkable physiological fact, 
 owing to moral causes, and which is at 
 
 least worthy of being recordbd. She 
 affirmed, after close investigation, that of 
 the births which took place in New York, 
 during tlie Avar, tliose which occurred in 
 families whose attachment to the Union 
 was decided and zealous, were mostly 
 boys, while in families in which there was 
 a decided sympathy for the secession 
 cause, they were mostly girls. Of coui-se, 
 every one's observation or knowledge 
 would furnish them to instances confirm- 
 ing such a statement, or showing it to be 
 a mistake. It has often been said that in 
 countries wasted by long wars, carrying 
 off the male population, there was a large 
 predominance of male births. 
 
 Agreeable Reciprocity of Union Sentiment. 
 
 As the ladies in one of the Union Sani- 
 tary establishments were one evening at 
 their tea, a Confederate prisoner came in 
 and stated that a sick comrade wanted 
 " something good — some fruit." One of 
 the ladies was just about eating a saucer 
 of raspberries, and turning to the messen- 
 ger she handed them to him, saying : 
 
 " Take these to him, and tell him they 
 come from a good Union lady^ who de- 
 prives herself of them to give them to a 
 Confederate soldier." 
 
 J\\ a short while the messenger return' 
 ed with the saucer, bearing the following 
 message from the recipient of the lady's 
 kindness : 
 
 "• He wished they were united." 
 
 Wedding-Table Flag at Pensacola. 
 On the night of the arrival of Union 
 tx'oops at Pensacola, two or three of the 
 private soldiers Avere taking a stroll, and 
 during this walk Avere met by a very fine- 
 looking lady, who immediately grasped 
 one of the party by the hand, and seemed 
 so overjoyed that for a moment she could 
 say nothing. At last she told them hoAV 
 happy she was at their arrival, and that 
 she had long prayed for the coming of that 
 day ; then, taking a small silk American 
 flag from her bosom, she presented it to 
 
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 one of them, saying, " For nine months I 
 have carried this flag hidden on my per- 
 son, praying that an opportunity like this 
 Avould present itself, that I might offer it 
 to a Union soldier. This flag graced my 
 wedding table, and I love it and every 
 soldier that fights for it." The husband 
 of this lady was obliged to fly for his life 
 on account of his Union principles. 
 
 Grirl-Boy Soldier in the Ninetieth Illinois. 
 Frances Hook's parents died when she 
 was only three years old, and left her, with 
 a hrother, in Chicago, Illinois. Soon after 
 the war commenced, she and her brother 
 enlisted in the Sixty-fiilli " Home Guards." 
 Frances assumed the name of " Frank 
 Miller." She served three months and 
 was mustered out, without the slightest 
 suspicion of her sex having arisen. She 
 then enlisted in the Ninetieth Illinois, and 
 was taken prisoner in a battle near Chat- 
 tanooga. She attempted to escape and 
 was shot through the calf of one of her 
 limbs while said limbs were doing their 
 duty in tl.c attempt. The rebels searched 
 her person for papers and discovered her 
 sex. The rascals respected her person as 
 a Avoman, and gave her a sepai'ate room 
 while in prison at Atlanta, Ga. During 
 her captivity she received a letter from 
 Jeff. Davis, offering her a Lieutenant's 
 commission if she would enlist in their 
 army. She had no home and no relatives, 
 but she said she preferred to fight as a 
 private soldier for the stars and stripes 
 rather than be honored with a commission 
 from the " rebs." At last she was ex- 
 changed. The insurgents tried to extort 
 from her a promise that she would go 
 home, and not enter the service again. 
 *' Go home ; " she said, " my only JpK)ther 
 was killed at Pittsburg Landing, and I 
 have no home — no friends ! " Frank is 
 described as of about medium height, with 
 dark hazel eyes, dark brown hair, rounded 
 features, ||^ ft oainine voice and appear- 
 ance. ■ T'^ 
 
 Independent Southern Girls. 
 One of the rebel papers, in publishing 
 the marriage of a young lady, took occa- 
 sion to give her the recommendation of 
 being what might be called, sure enough, 
 an independent girl. Her bridal outfit 
 was made all with her own hands, from 
 her ' beautiful and elegant straw hat, down 
 to the handsome gaiters upon her feet. 
 Her own delicate hands spun and wove 
 the material of which her wedding dress 
 and traveling cloak were made, so that 
 she had nothing upon her person when she 
 was married which was not made by her- 
 self. Nor was she compelled by poverty 
 or necessity to make this exhibition of her 
 independence. She did it for the purpose 
 of showing to the Avorld how independent 
 Southern "iris are.' 
 
 Special Aid to General Hunter. 
 Quite a sensation was created in Jeffer- 
 sgn City, JMissourii one evening, by the 
 arrival of Mrs. Colonel Ellis, from Tipton, 
 bearer of dispatches from General Hun- 
 ter and Colonel Ellis. She Avas dressed, 
 in semi-military riding-habit and hat, with, 
 a crimson sash thrown around the left 
 shoulder, as an officer of the day, mounted 
 on a splendid charger, and attended by 
 two orderlies. She had ridden forty-five 
 miles since ten o'clock, and, without taking 
 a moment's rest, delivered her orders at 
 camp, and then waited upon General Price 
 Avith her dispatches, urging forAvard tAvo 
 squadrons of Colonel Ellis's command, to 
 join the regiment at Tipton. This muUer 
 valiente Avas attached to the First Missouri. 
 Cavalry, as special aid to her husband^, 
 Colonel EUis. 
 
 liOve Greetingrs to the Soldiers. 
 Some of the marks Avhich Avere fastened 
 on the blankets, shirts, etc, Avhich Avere 
 sent to the Sanitary Commission for the sol- 
 diers, shoAV the thought and feeling at home. 
 Thus, on a home-spun blanket, Avarm, 
 and Avashed as wliite as snoAv, Avas pinned 
 
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 a bit of paper, which said, " This blanket 
 was carried by Milly Aldrich (who is 93 
 years old) down hill and np hill, one and 
 a half miles, to be given to some soldier." 
 
 On a bed-quilt was pinned a card, say- 
 ing — " My son is in the army. Whoever 
 is made warm by this quilt, which I have 
 worked on for six days and most all of 
 six nights, let him remember liis own 
 mother's love." 
 
 On another blanket was this — " This 
 blanket was used by a soldier in the war 
 of 1812 — may it keep some soldier warm 
 in this war against traitors ! " 
 
 On a pillow was written — " This pillow 
 Ijelonged to my little boy, who died resting 
 on it : it is a precious treasure to me, but 
 I give it for the soldiers." 
 
 On a pair of woolen socks was written — 
 "These stockings were knit by a little 
 girl five years old, and she is going to knit 
 some more, for mother says it will help 
 .•^ome poor soldier." 
 
 On a box of beautiful lint was this mark, 
 •' Made in a sick room, where the sunlight 
 has not entered for nine years, but where 
 God has entered, and Avhere two sons 
 have bid their mother good-bye, as they 
 liave gone out to the war." 
 
 On a bundle containing bandages Avas 
 wi'itten — " This is a poor git"t, but it is all 
 J liad ; I have given jny husband and my 
 boy, and only wish I liad more to give." 
 
 On some eye-sluules were marked — 
 ■" IMade l)y one who is blind. Oh, how I 
 long to see the dear old flag that you are 
 fi"rhtin2: for ! " 
 
 BIrs. Wade, the Loyal Bread-Baker at 
 Gettysburg:. 
 
 One of the most touching episodes of 
 I he invasion of Pennsylvania, when Lee 
 Avas met and discomfited at Gettysburg, 
 Avas the following: Before the battle of 
 •Friday, Avliile our tbrces awaited assault, 
 a woman named Wade was engaged in 
 baking bread for our troops in a house 
 situated directly in range of the guns of 
 both armies. The rebels had repeatedly 
 
 ordered her to quit the premises, but she 
 had invariably refused to do so. At length 
 the battle opened, and while still engaged 
 in her patriotic work a ball pierced lier 
 loyal breast, and she fell. Curiously 
 enough, almost at the same moment a rebel 
 officer of high rank fell near the 2)lace 
 Avhere Mi-s. Wade had perished. The 
 rebels, obtaining the body of the officer, 
 immediately constructed a rude coffin in 
 Avhich to inter him ; but it is recorded, 
 that hardly Avas it finished, Avhen, in the 
 surging of the conflict, a federsd column 
 occupied the ground. The woman's body, 
 discovered by our troops, was at once 
 2)laced in the coffin awaiting an occupant ; 
 and so, as Avitnesses loA-e still to testify, 
 finally AA-as buried, amidst the tears of 
 lumdreds Avho kneAV the story of her valor 
 and kindheartedness. No class in the 
 Avorld are more appreciating of woman's 
 good offices to them than soldiers, Avhether 
 in the camp or in the hospital, in health 
 or in sickness. Mrs. Wade Avas one of 
 the noblest of her sex. Peace to her 
 goodly memory. 
 
 Pointed Rebuke from a Soldier's Deatb-bed. 
 
 Among the Avounded at the battle of 
 
 Stone River, in Tennessee, — a scene Avor- 
 
 Monument at Stone River. 
 
 thily connnemorated by ai. enduring mon- 
 ument, — Avas a yomig jnan. Over the 
 mortally Avouudcd son Iiung the anxious 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 
 
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 mother, in the deepest sorrow that he gave 
 no evidence of fitness for eternal scenes. 
 But the Avords the dying youth uttered, 
 severely as they condemned . himself, 
 showed clearly his dying convictions. To 
 an appeal from a religious friend, he re- 
 plied, — " If I live to get well, I will be a 
 Christian ; but I will not throw the fag- 
 end of my life in the face of the Almighty." 
 He immediately expired. The poor fel- 
 low certainly mistook the gospel mode of 
 salvation, for faith in Christ can avail in 
 other cases as it did with the dying thief 
 in his last moments. The 'fag-end' of his 
 life Avas distinguished by an act which 
 opened to him the gates of Paradise. 
 The time may indeed be short, but much 
 may be done often in a short time. The 
 striking language of the dying soldier, 
 however, contains a stinging rebuke, wor- 
 thy of pretty general remembrance, and 
 especially by those who practically claim 
 the best of life for themselves, while they 
 venture to put off their Maker with the 
 little that remains when they are about to 
 sink mto the g-rave. 
 
 Solution of a Problem peculiarly Soutliem. 
 
 A pleasant and not iminstructiAC inci- 
 dent occurred one morning in Yicksburg, 
 at the expense of a gallant young soldier. 
 He was prospecting around tiwn, when 
 his attention Avas attracted to a stable of 
 very fine horses. While admiring their 
 nice points, he Avas surprised by the ap- 
 pearance of a very fascinating young lady, 
 as she emerged from another apartment 
 of the horse-house, and boAved politely, 
 and smiled killingly upon him. He stam- 
 mered out something like an apology for 
 his seeming intrusion, mixing up the Avords 
 " proclamation " and " confiscation," etc., 
 and ended by asking Avho was the OAvner 
 of the place ? 
 
 " Dr. Neely," replied the lady. 
 
 " And you — you are his Avife ? " asked 
 the soldier doubtfully. 
 
 " No," said the lady. 
 
 " Tlien his daughter ? " — this Avas said 
 very smilingly. 
 
 " No." 
 
 " His niece, perhaps ? " — endearingly. 
 
 " No ; no relation, that I know of." 
 
 " Then a lady friend, on a visit ? " — 
 jjuzzlingly. 
 
 " No, not that, either." 
 
 " Well, then, may I be permitted to ask 
 Avho you are ? " 
 
 " Certainly," replied the lady, Avho had 
 enjoyed the soldier's discomfiture Avitli a 
 piquant relish ; " I am his shive ! " 
 
 Proof ag-ainst Federal Gallantry. 
 One or two rebel victories at Bull Rini 
 are matters pretty generally known. Of 
 any female victories, however, in that re- 
 gion, somcAvhat less has been told. A 
 
 Proof against Federal Gallantry. 
 
 certain L'niou Colonel, a staff officer of one 
 of our Generals, noted for his talent at 
 repartee, and for the favorable opinion 
 which he entertained of his OAvn good 
 looks, stopped at the house of a farmei", 
 and discovered there a fine milch cow, and, 
 still better, a pretty girl, attired in a neat 
 calico dress, cut Ioav in the neck and short 
 in the sleeves. After several misuccess- 
 ful attempts to engage the young lady in 
 conversation, he pi'oposed to her to have 
 
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 the COW milked for his own special benefit. 
 This she indignantly refused. The Colo- 
 nel, not Avishing to compromise his reputa- 
 tion for gallantry, remarked that if all the 
 young ladies in Virginia Avere as beautiful 
 as the one he had the pleasure of address- 
 ing, he had no desire to conquer the Con- 
 federacy. With a toss of her pretty head 
 and a slight but most expressive elevation 
 of lier nose, she answered thus : " Well, 
 sir, if all the gentlemen in your army are 
 as ugly as you are, Ave ladies have no de- 
 sire to conquer them ! " 
 HoAv are you. Colonel ? 
 
 Doubtful Loyalty, Political and Ilatri- 
 monial. 
 Kansas City is a gay place, and they ha\'e 
 queer specimens of humanity down there. 
 If there should exist any doubt on this 
 subject, the following case in point, about 
 a Avoman of doubtful loyalty Avho Avas 
 brought before the Provost Marshal, Avill 
 help to confirm the assertion. This AA'oman 
 gave as . an eA'idence of her loyalty that 
 her husband had been killed in the One 
 Hundred and Sixth Illinois regiment. 
 " AVhen did your husband go to Illinois ? " 
 " About three years ago." '' That Avas 
 before the Avar, AA^as it not ? " " Yes." 
 " Why did you not go to Illinois Avith 
 h:in ? " " Well, I didn't like to go oflT so 
 far Avith a man I Avasn't nnicli acquainted 
 v.ith." "You don't mean to say that your 
 own husband Avas so much of a stranger 
 that you did not like to go Avith him?" 
 " Yes, I do. I had only been married to 
 him about a year, and I Avasn't going to 
 leave my folks and go off to Illinois Avith 
 a man I didn't know more about." What 
 could the Marshal do to get such a case 
 off his hands but to discharge her, — though, 
 estimatuig her loyalty to her country by 
 that to her husband, she Avas a someAvhat 
 doubtful patriot. 
 
 The Bloody Flag of Fort Pillow. 
 The AvidoAV of Major Booth, formerly 
 commander at Fort Pillow, and Avho Avas 
 
 killed there, having arrived at Fort Pick- 
 ering, below Memphis, Cohmel Jackson 
 of the .Sixth United States IleaA'y Artil- 
 lery had liis regiment formed into line for 
 her reception. In front of its centre stood 
 fourteen men, as fine, braA^e fellows as ever 
 trod the earth. They Avere the remnant 
 of the First battalion of the regiment noAV 
 draAvn up — all Avho had escaped the fiend- 
 ish scenes at PilloAv. 
 
 Mrs. Booth came forAvard. In her hand 
 she bore a ilag, red and clotted Avith human 
 blood. She took a position in front of the 
 fourteen heroes, so lately under lier de- 
 ceased husband's command. The ranks 
 before her observed a silence that Avas full 
 of solemnity. Many a hard face shoAved 
 by tAvitching lipsr and humid eyes hoAv the 
 sight of the bereaved lady touched bosoms 
 that could meet steel almost unmoved, and 
 drcAv on the foimtain of tears that had re- 
 mained dry CA'en amid the pitiless sights 
 of a terrific battle. Turning to the men 
 before her, she said : " Boys, I have just 
 come from a Ansit to the hospital at Mound 
 City. There I saAv your comrades Avound- 
 ed at the bloody struggle in Fort PilloAv. 
 There I found this ilag — you recognize it! 
 One of your comrades saA'ed it from the 
 insulting touch of traitors. I have giA-en 
 to mj countiy all I had to give — m^ hus- 
 band — such a gift ! Yet I have freely 
 given him fen' freedom and my coun<ry. 
 iNext to my husband's cold remains, the 
 dearest object left to me in the Avorld is 
 this flag — the flag that Avaved in proud 
 defiance over the Avorks of Fort PilloAV ! 
 Soldiers ! this flag I give to you, knoAving 
 that you Avill eA'er remember the last Avords 
 of my noble husband, "Never surrender 
 the flag to traitors.'' " 
 
 Colonel Jackson then received from lier 
 hand — on behalf of his command — the 
 blood stained flag. He called upon the 
 regiment to receive it as suc^h a gift ought 
 to be received. At that call he and every 
 man of the regiment fell upon their knees, 
 and solemnly appealing to the God of bat- 
 tles, each one SAVore to avenge their brave 
 
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 571 
 
 and fallen comrarles, and never- 
 surrender the flag to traitors.' 
 
 ■ Nei'er 
 
 Maiden Lioveliness at Culpepper. 
 Some — but happily not all — of the wo- 
 men of Virgmia, were positively hideous 
 in their fierce secession sentiments. For 
 instance, when the Union army was re- 
 treating through that hot-bed of rebellion, 
 Culpepper, a young girl stood at her 
 father's door and gave utterance to her 
 feelings in this wise : " You're falling back 
 again, you Yankee cut-throats and robbers, 
 are you.'' I now shall see my ' Bonnie Blue 
 Flag ' again " — (here she sang a verse of 
 that song in a shrill, hyena key,) — " you 
 ought to paint a black wench on your dirty 
 Star Diaggled Banner, and a Yankee 
 horse-thief embracins; her." 
 
 Southern Female Chivalry. 
 As Colonel Lander was riding ahead of 
 his troops, down the road and reconnoiter- 
 ing, on the way to Phillippi, he came to a 
 house by the road-side, where the woman 
 Avas up, when, Yankee-like, he began to 
 question her about the number of seces- 
 sionists in the neighborhood. She wanted 
 to know what side he belonged to. He 
 replied by asking if she supposed he would 
 be in that neighborhood if he did not w'ant 
 to join the secessionists. He learned from 
 her that the rebels had no artillery. Be- 
 fore he returned from his reconnoissance 
 of the town of Phillippi the woman had 
 discovered her mistake, and had a pis- 
 tol in hand for him, which she discharged 
 at his person, without any damage, how- 
 ever. He took off his hat and bowed to 
 her veiy gallantly, and begged her not to 
 shoot at his men, as they Avould kill her. 
 Just then the advance of his reconnoiter- 
 iug party came up, when he ordered a 
 couple of them to seize the woman's son, 
 a lad of about seventeen, to prevent him 
 informing the enemy of their approach. 
 The boy was immediately seized, when 
 the motlier came at them with an axe and 
 the fury of a savage, and they had to let 
 
 the boy go to defend themselves, when he 
 took to the woods and was soon lost to 
 siglit. As the main body of troops marched 
 by, she fired her pistol at them also, but 
 without effect, her door receiving in return 
 some half-dozen rifle ball perforations, to 
 remind her that shooting was a dangerous 
 business. 
 
 Fine Trap but no Grame. 
 
 Mrs. Mills was a genuine Virginia speci- 
 men of her sex, and her husband w^as ab- 
 sent in the Confederate army, of which he 
 was an officer. One day she was visited 
 by two Federal officers, (Quartermaster S. 
 and Commissary B.) who were on a forag- 
 ing excursion. Mrs. Mills received them 
 in a most bewitchingly friendly manner, 
 spread out a glorious dinner, and offered 
 to sell them oceans of milk and bushels 
 of cherries. With a pleasant smile she 
 invited them into the house, setting chairs 
 for their accommodation. Nothing loth, 
 the two officials entered, and after some 
 pressing consented to unsaddle their horses 
 and turn them out to graze. Nothing 
 could exceed the politeness of Mrs. Mills. 
 She was so glad they had come, and so 
 fearful that their long ride, under a scorch- 
 ing sun, might have fatigued them. And 
 were they not hungry? "Wouldn't they 
 allow her to set out something for them to 
 eat? She was so sorry their camp was 
 so distant, for nothing w^ould delight her 
 more than to send them strawberries and 
 milk, and cherries, and everything which 
 her garden could furnish. She thought 
 the Union soldiers were such gentlemen — ; 
 so gallant and brave — and so considerate 
 towards the poor Virginians who had lost 
 their all in this sorrowful war. And 
 couldn't they stay to dinner, and allow her 
 to treat them with true Virginia hospi- 
 tality ? 
 
 Such a loving reception extended by 
 the wife of a secession soldier to two per- 
 fect strangers, was so very unlike other 
 earthly things, and so very like the con- 
 cluding chapters of the " yeller kivered," 
 
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 that it astonished our soldier friends. The 
 commissary looked at the quartermaster, 
 and the quartermaster, thinking he de- 
 tected a wink in B.'s eye, returned it, and 
 both together they entered the house. 
 With many thanks and protestations that 
 nothing was further from their intention 
 than to give trouble, they took seats, and 
 whilst the lady bustled about to prepare 
 dinner, had time to look about them. 
 
 They were in a cleanly, well kept Yir- 
 "inia lo":-house, with old-fashioned furni- 
 ture ; and were evidently partaking of the 
 hospitalities of a lady of cultivated man- 
 ners and excellent understanding. Their 
 ride had beeii a long and troublesome one, 
 and their hearts Avere almost melted in 
 gratitude towards their fair benefactress. 
 A few moments sufficed for the pfepara- 
 t".on of the meal, and the lady, placing 
 chairs at the table, invited them to be 
 seated. 
 
 Of course, nothing on that humble board 
 could, in her estimation, suit the epicu- 
 rean palates of two such gallant officers 
 of the Union army. Her bread she was 
 afraid was too heavy, and her butter too 
 soft. Her milk had soured, and, she was 
 almost ashamed to tell it, but the very last 
 piece of fresh meat had been eaten that 
 very morning, and she had nothing but 
 ham to offer the gentlemen, — but then the 
 ham had been of her father's o\ra raising, 
 and she knew they would like it. Perhaps 
 they would taste some of her early cher- 
 ries and strawberries, and asparagus, too ; 
 but no, the cherries v/ere imder, and the 
 strawberries over ripe, and that good-for- 
 nothing Avencli that did the cooking had 
 left the asparagus too long on the fire, and 
 it was boiled all to pieces. She knew the 
 gentlemen Avouldn't like it. And her po- 
 tatoes, too, she had taken such pains with 
 lliem, and just to think how sodden they 
 wei'e — oh, it was awful ! 
 
 " My dear madam," broke in the polite 
 quartermaster, " pray don't apologise any 
 moi*e. The meal is excellent. I haven't 
 ever sat down to a better. Have you, B?" 
 
 " No, indeed," said the commissary ; 
 " why, at home, I never bad anything like 
 it. Salt pork and small potatoes are all 
 we get up in our country." 
 
 The lady was terribly afraid that the 
 gentlemen were not being suited, and that 
 they really thought her dinner a poor one, 
 " but then you know," she added Avith a 
 smile, " I am doing my best, and if I could 
 do better I would." 
 
 " Of course," said the quartermaster. 
 
 " Of course," echoed the commissary, 
 
 " And if my butter is soft it is not my 
 fault, is it ? " 
 
 " Oh, certainly not," exclaimed both in 
 concert. 
 
 The lady was so bewitching, that for two 
 hours the guests sat at her table, eating 
 and talking. The quartermaster made 
 the apologies, and the commissary adroitly 
 put the questions. The fair rebel no doubt 
 thought she had effectually caught the two 
 simple hearted gentlemen who sat meekly 
 before her, and glorying in the triumph 
 which afternoon Avould bring, were slightly 
 unguarded. 
 
 " I believe, madam, that your husband 
 is in the Confederate army," said B ; "you 
 must be very lonely Avithout him." 
 
 " Oh, no — not with such good company 
 as you are, and then, besides, I hear from 
 him CA^ery two or three days, and he tells 
 me all Avhat is going on. Only a day or 
 two ago I had Avord from him." 
 
 The quartermaster treasured this up, 
 and the commissary, looking ten times more 
 simple-hearted than previously, ejaculated, 
 " HoAv A-ery nice ! " 
 
 " Yes, and he says that Beauregard's 
 army, or a good i)art of it, at least, is at 
 Richmond, and that soon the enemy Avill 
 be driven fi-om about here, and then he can 
 come and see me Avhenever he Avants to." 
 
 The quartermaster took a mouthful of 
 Avater, and the commissary said, "Indeed!" 
 After a pause, he ventured to ask — 
 
 " But, madam, suppose your husband 
 should l)e shot; hoAv Avould you take 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 
 
 " Oh, never you mind lier," broke in B., 
 "she knows very well that if he's killed, I 
 will come down here and marry her." 
 
 " Your northern gentlemen are so kind," 
 said the lady, " why, I never did see a 
 finer set of fellows, and every one unmar- 
 ried, too. How strange ! " 
 
 " Not strange at all," said the quarter- 
 master, " because only single men come to 
 war, the married ones staying at liome to 
 take care of their wives." 
 
 The lady thought a moment, and re- 
 plied — 
 
 " I wish that was the case with us. I 
 was so sorry to lose my husband, and he 
 was so sorry to go. Only the other day 
 he was here, and some rough men came 
 along and forced him to leave." 
 
 " Don't cry about it," said kind-hearted 
 B., as the lady's tears began to come, "you 
 know very well I'll make it all right for 
 you, if he's taken prisoner." 
 
 "Will you?" 
 
 " Oh, yes ; ycu see my friend here is a 
 quartermaster, and his sister knows a 
 young man that was present at Gen. Mc- 
 Clellan's wedding, and I, too, frequently 
 write letters to him, and he will do any- 
 thing for me. AVhy, only the other day, 
 *I sent him a letter asking him for a barrel 
 of whiskey, putting ' co:nmissary ' after my 
 name, so that he would know it was me, 
 and he sent it to me right away." 
 
 "Did he?" 
 
 " Yes, and there's no end to the boxes 
 of crackers and barrels of pork, and bar- 
 rels of sugar and coffee, and boxes of can- 
 dles and cheese, lie sends me, for myself and 
 friends, and when his wagons — you know 
 he keeps three or four — are doing some- 
 thing else, why, my friend, the quarter- 
 master, jumps aboard his, and drives over, 
 and handing the servant a piece of paper 
 from me, comes back with lots of them. 
 "Why, the General will do anything for 
 me." 
 
 The lady appeared as if she thought she 
 had found a friend, indeed, and gave him 
 
 her husband's name and regiment, 
 took it down, and said if the old gentle 
 was taken, he would send him over to i r 
 " as soon as he could." Just as soon us 
 she saw a man coming along the road with 
 her husband, she might believe it was he 
 coming back. 
 
 They sat talking for a long time, each 
 one becoming more interested in the other, 
 until the quartermaster espied a Federal 
 horseman galloping along the road in front 
 of the house. His manner was excited, 
 and the lady suddenly turning towards the 
 door, muttered, " Have they found out so 
 soon what our friends are about ?" Nei- 
 ther of the officers changed countenance, 
 as they were fully i)repared for what was 
 coming, and had not rode three miles out- 
 side the Federal lines to be gulled by any 
 female manoeuvres. The commissary con- 
 tinued talking, and after a moment the 
 quartermaster went out, and leading the 
 horses to a point where the lady could not 
 see the movements, briskly saddled them. 
 The work was finished, and he re-entered 
 the house, joining in the conversation as if 
 nothing was suspected. 
 
 " But, Mrs. Mills," said he, after a mo- 
 ment's small talk, " haven't you any milk 
 or butter you could sell us ? I almost for- 
 got it, but we came here to buy sometliing 
 for the starving fellows at the camp." 
 
 Had he seen the starving fellows at 
 camp about this lime, perhaps he would 
 not have talked so placidly about them. 
 The telegraph line had signalled danger to 
 them, and with it came the order to pre- 
 pare for a fight. ' Where is the quartei'- 
 master and commissary ? ' was heard on 
 all sides. They had been gone since early 
 morning, and here, at four o'clock, they 
 had not returned. ' The enemy advancing 
 in force,' had been signalled from the very 
 direction in which they had gone, and their 
 long absence was a sure indication that 
 they had been captured. Heavy bets 
 were staked against it. ' I'll bet two and 
 a half to one they're taken,' cried a Colo- 
 
THE COOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION. 
 
 iiel. ' Take it ! ' said a major, ' they've got 
 fast horse?, and can go a streak.' Every 
 one was anxious. 
 
 But, with minds fur from anxiety, our 
 two officers still staid Avitli Mrs. Slills, pro- 
 curing all sorts of dainties, and filling their 
 bags and baskets with them. They rose 
 finally, however, saying they must be go- 
 ing, and the commis.'^ary took out his pock- 
 et-book to pay for the articles they had 
 bought. lie nourished its contents Axry 
 considerably, and the lady higgled about 
 the change, and couhln't calculate, and had 
 no dimes or quarters, and must go up 
 stairs for some small money. B. didn't 
 object, but winked to the quartermaster, 
 who brought up the horses, and they both 
 mounted. 
 
 " Mrs. Mills," shouted he, " I have the 
 right money — here it is." 
 
 Down stairs came the lady, and sought 
 to engage them in conversation again. 
 She reluctantly took the money, and, find- 
 ing that they would go, was at loss for fui'- 
 ther means of detention. But hospitality 
 came to her aid, and she asked them to 
 diimer next day. Of course they consent- 
 ed, and, thanking her, arranged what 
 dainties were to be provided. Two min- 
 utes more settled that point, and as they 
 bade her Good-bye, a shadow passed 
 over her countenance. They walked their 
 horses leisurely to the road, and, looking 
 behind them, each one clapped tlie spur 
 deep into his horse's side, and with light- 
 ning speed they galloped off. 
 
 Five minutes afterwards a secession troop 
 came riding by, some stopping at the house 
 to hunt for Unionists ! Mrs. Mills had set 
 a, fine trap, but lost her game. 
 
 The above spirited sketch, though float- 
 ing as a waif upon the tide of iiewspaper 
 reading, soimds so much like the effusions 
 of ' Sentinel,' of the New York World, 
 and Mr. Slianks, of the New York Herald, 
 that, even if not due to one or the other 
 of the writers named, they may truthful- 
 ly bi; spoken of as having laid the coun- 
 try under no slight obligation for the 
 
 vast amount of information which, from 
 the various seats of Avar, they daily com- 
 municated to their respective journals. 
 Finer specimens of reportorial aptness, 
 vivacity, and felicitous narrative, are sel- 
 dom met with, whether in newspapers or 
 books, in times of war or of peace. "Camp- 
 Fire and Cotton-Field," by Mr. Thos. W. 
 Knox, one of the reportorial stafi" of the 
 Herald, deserves special commendation, as 
 being altogether luisurpassed for its pano- 
 ramic views of the Great "War and till 
 those A'arious side scenes and occurrences 
 which constitute the most piquant feature 
 in Avar narratives. 
 
 Old Hannah and the Restored Sc.dier. 
 
 The hospitals in Jefferson City, Missou- 
 ri, Avere at one time in the most fearful 
 condition imaginable. One poor fellow, as 
 he stated to a visitor, had lain there sick 
 on the hard boards, and seen five men car- 
 ried aAvay dead, one after the! other, from 
 his side. He Avas Avorn to a skeleton ; 
 Avorn through so that great sores Averc all 
 over his back, and filthy be}ond telling. 
 
 Old Hannah. 
 
 One day, old Hannah, a black woman Avho 
 had some Avashing to do for a doctor, Avent 
 doAvn the Avard to hunt him up. She saw, 
 on her Avay, this dying man, and had com- 
 passion on him, saying, " O, doctor ! let me 
 bring to the man my bed, to keep him off 
 the floor." The doctor said, " The man is 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 
 
 575 
 
 dying; he will be dead to-morrow." To- 
 morrow came, and old Hannah could not 
 rest. She went to see the man, and he 
 was still alive. Then she got some help, 
 took her bed, put the man on it, and car- 
 ried him bodily to her shanty ; then she 
 washed him all over, as a woman would 
 a baby, and fed him with a spoon, and 
 
 wooden boxes, on which different makers 
 put their various distinguishing brands. 
 One day a lot of peculiarly hard arrived 
 in the camp of the Fifth Excelsior, Sev- 
 eral of the boys were wondering the mean- 
 ing of the brand upon the boxes, which 
 was as follows : B. C, G03 ; the figures be- 
 ing immediately beneath the initials. "Va- 
 
 Faniiliar SoUier Scenes. 
 
 fought death hand to hand day and night, 
 and beat him back and saved the sol- 
 dier's life, so that he was soon going on a 
 furlough to his home in Indiana. He be- 
 sought Hannah to go with him, but she 
 could not spare time — there was all that 
 washing to do. She went with him to the 
 steamboat, got him fixed to her mind, and 
 then she kissed him, and the man lifted up 
 his voice as she left him and wept like a 
 child. 
 
 Hard Tack for the Fifth Excelsior. 
 Hard bread, or as it has generally been 
 called in camp, ' hard tack,' is the soldier's 
 food on a campaign. It comes in square 
 
 rious interpretations were surmised, but all! 
 rejected, until one individual who was then f 
 in the act of attempting to masticate a 
 piece, declared it w^as plain enough — 
 " couldn't be misunderstood." " Why, hoAV 
 so ? " was the query. " Oh ! " he replied, 
 " that is the date when the crackers were 
 made — six hundred and three years before 
 Christ." (603 B. C.) 
 
 Army Matrimonial Advertisements— Hint to 
 Komautic Young- Ladies. 
 
 As to who the matrimonial advertisers 
 in the army were — some of them, at least, 
 — the following, which was sent to a Phil- 
 adelphia paper, will serve as a sample. If 
 
576 
 
 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, 
 
 tlie gallant writer was us hard on the se- 
 cessionists as he is upon Noah Webster 
 and Lindley jMurray, he was a soldier who 
 deserved to be rewarded with as good a 
 wife as his " advertisement " eould scare 
 up :— 
 
 Messer Editer : — If you pleas stick an 
 advertisement in your paper for me, as I 
 liave been in the army for a good while, 
 and like to have something to cheer up 
 with in time of truble, and I am the son 
 of a very welthy farmer, and have no bad 
 hapit, such as useing profane language and 
 drinking and useing tobacco ; and I Avould 
 like to open a correspondince with some 
 intelligent yoimg lady, photograph ex- 
 changed if desired, and I have went 
 through a number of hard battles, and I 
 want you to put it up the way you tliink 
 bjst, ar.d my address is 
 
 E. J. G. 
 93d O. Y. L, 2d Brig., 3d Div., 4th A. C, 
 via Nashville, Tennessee. 
 
 Now 1 want you to stick in a gay ad- 
 
 ^■t■rtisement. 
 
 • . % 
 
 Ilcccrd cf a Loyal Family : Five Martyr 
 Sons. 
 
 In November, 18G4, the Bo"-ton papers 
 published a communication from Adjutant 
 General Schouler, of Massachiisetts, in 
 which he mentioned the case of a Boston 
 lad)', a widow, who had had five sons killed 
 in the Avar, and who Avas in rather poor 
 circumstances. Tlie lady was about sixty 
 years of age, residing in Ward Eleven. 
 In response to the General's letter a con- 
 siderable amount of money Avas receiA'ed 
 for soldiers' families, and some was sent 
 especially for the lady to Avhom allusion 
 Avas made. General Schotder visited her 
 and left the money, and made sure that the 
 afflicted Avoman had everything comforta- 
 ble for Thanksgiving. 
 
 The names of the five martyr sons sire 
 as follows : Sergeant Charles N. Bixby, 
 Company D, Massachusetts Twentieth reg- 
 iment, killed at Fredericksburg, May 3d. 
 
 18G3 ; Corporal Henry Bixby, Company 
 K, Thirty-second regiment, killed at Get- 
 tysburg, July 3d, 18G3 ; private Edward 
 Bixby, Twenty-second regiment, died of 
 AA'ounds in the hospital at Folly Island, 
 South Carolina; private Oliver Crom\A'^ell 
 Bixby, Company E, Fifty-eighth regiment, 
 killed before Petersburg, July 30th, 1864 ; 
 private George Way Bixby, Company B, 
 Fifty-sijcth regiment, killed before Peters- 
 burg, July 30th, 18 64. A sixth son, who 
 Avas Avounded in one of the then recent 
 battles, and aa'Iio belonged to a Massachu- 
 setts regiment, Avas lying ill in one of the 
 hospitals. 
 
 General Schouler's letter, it seems, at- 
 tracted the attention of President Lincoln, 
 Avho, by some means miknoAvn to the Gen- 
 eral, ascertained the name of the mother, 
 and an early mail brought the following 
 letter to the Adjutant General for Mrs. 
 Bixby : 
 
 Executive Mansion, 
 Washington, 2ist Nov., 1864. 
 
 " Dear Madam : I haA^e been shoAvn in 
 the files of the War Department a state- 
 ment of the Adjutant General of Mas- 
 sachusetts that you are the mother of five 
 sons Avho have died gloriously on tlie field 
 of battle. 
 
 I feel hoAV Aveak and fruitless must be 
 any Avords of mine Avhich should attempt 
 to beguile you from the grief of a loss so 
 overwhelming. But I cannot refrain from 
 tendering to you the consolation that may 
 be found in the thanks of the republic they 
 died to sa\'e. 
 
 I pray that our Heavenly Father may 
 assuage the anguish of your bereaA^etnent, 
 and leave you oidy the cherished memory 
 of the loA-ed and the lost, and tlie solemn 
 pride that nuist be yours to have laid so 
 costly a sacrifice upon tlie altar of free- 
 dom 
 
 Yours, very sincerely and resjiectful- 
 
 A. Lincoln." 
 "Mrs. Bixby." 
 
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 577 
 
 Home and the Battlefield. 
 In a ramble over the field of battle at 
 Gettysburg, after the awful scenes of car- 
 nage enacted there had ceased, the party 
 came across a soldier who, although not 
 apparently a severe sufferer, was anxious 
 
 John Burns, the only man in Gettysburg, Pa , who fought 
 at the Battle. 
 
 to rehearse his ills. The surgeon, after 
 some cursory examioation of his wound, 
 remarked : 
 
 " You must have that limb examined, 
 my good fellow ; I will send for you to- 
 morrow, and have you brought up." 
 
 A look of unutterable longing passed 
 over the soldier's face. He knew the 
 thought of the surgeon's mind ; that ex- 
 amination meant amputation, and he ex- 
 claimed, half-savagely, but with a childish 
 entreaty mellowing the defiance of his 
 voice : 
 
 " I can't lose that leg — I can't, can't ! " 
 
 « But why ? " 
 
 He paused a moment, and a startled look 
 passed over his face, as if in a flash he had ] 
 36 
 
 thought of his dear ones at home and their 
 dependence upon him, and his possible in- 
 ability to care for them in the future. 
 Then he answered haltingly: 
 
 " Because, because. Sir, I have use for 
 it." 
 
 Yes, poor fellow, doubtless he had use 
 for it. No wonder that brave John Bums 
 — the only man at Gettysburg who fought 
 at the battle in defence of his home — was 
 inspired to do such noble deeds, under such 
 noble examples ! 
 
 All for her Lover. 
 Among the passengers on board the 
 steamer Georgiana, plying between For- 
 tress Monroe and Baltimore, on the night 
 of T)ecember 28, 1861, was a lady who 
 registered her name as Mrs. Baxley, and 
 who had been brought up to the Fortress 
 from Norfolk, under a flag of truce. 
 
 Mrs. Baxley appeared gay on the passage, 
 and at the breakfast table the next morn- 
 ing she made some remarks which attracted 
 the attention of JNIr. Brigham, who asked 
 her jocosely whether she was a secession- 
 ist — to which she answered, "Yes." After 
 the gang plank was run out, the boat hav- 
 ing landed at Baltimore, Mrs. Baxley was 
 heard to say that she " thanked God she 
 had arrived home safe ; " and Avhen about 
 stepping ashore, IVIr* Brigham tapped her 
 on the shoulder and requested her attend- 
 ance in the ladies* cabin. 
 
 As soon as the room was reached, she 
 took off her bonnfet, between the Hning of 
 which were found upwards of fifty letters 
 sewed in, — she exclaiming that having 
 been found out she thought it best to de- 
 liver the ' contrabands,' and be allowed to 
 proceed on her way. But Mr. Brigha' 
 insisted upon it that she had others, w^ 
 in her shoes and stockings numerous ' r 
 letters were also found. The lad 
 closely guarded until the Provost "^ 
 of Baltimore was informed of 
 when he sent a lady to examine 
 ley with more scrutiny. jN 
 possibi place auoai Lcr d- 
 
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 with letters from Secessia for rebel sym- 
 pathizers at Baltimore. 
 
 But in her corsets was found a document 
 which, when taken by the lady examining 
 the smuggler, Mrs. Baxley rushed at her, 
 and, getting hold of the paper, tor© it in 
 two. The lady examiner rushed at Mrs. 
 B., at the same time calling assistance. 
 Mr. Brigham, who stood outside while the 
 operation was going on, rushed into the 
 saloon and found Mrs. Baxley vanquished, 
 and the document, though torn, in the pos- 
 session of the Provost Marshal's aid. This 
 document proved to be a commission from 
 Jeff. Davis to a Dr. Septimus Brown, of 
 Baltimore, also passes and direction for 
 him to run the Federal blockade, in order 
 to gain the rebel domains. The Dr. was 
 immediately arrested and sent to Fort 
 McHenry. 
 
 Madam Baxley was taken to a hotel and 
 several police officers placed on guard over 
 her. While locked in her room, she 
 dropped a note out of her window ad- 
 dressed to her lover (the rebel doctor) im- 
 ploring him, for God's sake, to fly, as all 
 was discovered. She Avas also quite dis- 
 heartened and said that she had braved all 
 dangers for the sake of her lover, and, 
 when on the point of having accomplished 
 all her cherished desires, the cup of happi- 
 ness (alas ! such is life and such is love !) 
 was dashed from her lips as she was about 
 drinking from it. It seemed to be her 
 only and darlhig desire to get her lover 
 ■"*i the rebel army, and,iJiaving succeeded, 
 was only detected in her nefarious 
 isactions when about completing her 
 ;ion. 
 
 Supper for All: Woman's Goodness. 
 
 )ne summer night, a lady belonging to 
 River, Massachusetts, a passenger on 
 Metropolis, while going from New 
 c with some sick and wounded prison- 
 seeing they were not cared for as her 
 rous nature would dictate, and leani- 
 
 the steward of the boat to her; she says — 
 '' Can these men have supper ? " " No. 
 ma'am ; there has been no provision made 
 of that kind by the Government, and we 
 cannot provide these unless we provide 
 all." " Can you get them all supper if I 
 will pay for it ? " " Yes." " Very well, 
 do so." The supper was accordingly got, 
 with all the delicacies on hand. No stint, 
 but the best, for which the sum of $150 
 was paid. No one was informed of the 
 act, no herald or newspaper reporter was 
 there to proclaim it. Ofte of the recipients 
 of her noble bounty is the narrator of 
 this. 
 
 Mose Bryan paying his Respects to General 
 Bumside. 
 
 Among the contrabands who presented 
 themselves to General Burnside were 
 Moses and Africa Bryan. The former 
 asked, on coming into military quarters, 
 for General Burnside. Having his tent 
 pointed out, he entered it, and proceeded 
 
 Mose Bryan. 
 
 Bowing to the Gen- 
 
 to introduce himself 
 eral, he says : 
 
 " I took the liberty to call on you — I am 
 "rom them that the wants of the inner I Moses Bryan." 
 
 le strongest, called 1 " Well," says the General, " I am T.en- 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC 
 
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 ,eral Burnside. Are you a good Union 
 man, Moses ? " 
 
 " I am that," says Mose. 
 
 " Well, then, give me your hand," says 
 the great-hearted hero ; and he at once 
 clasped the hand of his sable ally : " Have 
 you been lookirjg for me ? " he continued. 
 
 " Yes, massa, I and my people have 
 watched, and have prayed for you so long 
 and so often," was the late bondman's an- 
 swer. 
 
 " What, wasn't you afraid we would sell 
 you to Cuba ? " the General next asked. 
 
 " No, Sir," said the other, " we know 
 you never do that." 
 
 And here, after mutual interchanges of 
 good wishes, the visitor, with a native po- 
 liteness which would have set well on the 
 shoulders of any one, had the good sense 
 to see that the interview had continued 
 long enough, and withdrew. 
 
 Loyalty and Abolitionism supposed Synoni- 
 mous. 
 
 At one of the leading hotels in New 
 Orleans, a party were one day sitting at 
 the breakfast table, before Louisiana had 
 seceded. The question was asked, " Is 
 there any news this morning ? " A south- 
 erner, one of the most wealthy men in 
 the city, a burly man, accustomed to des- 
 potic sway among his negroes, replied 
 coolly, " Nothing, except that some of our 
 boys went down the river last night, and 
 took possession of one of the United States 
 forts." A northern lady who was present, 
 a lady by birth, by education, and by posi- 
 tion, hesitatingly inquired, not provoking- 
 ly, but as a question for information, " Is 
 it not treason to seize a national fort ? " 
 This southern rebel burst out upon her 
 with the most intemperate, proftme, and 
 vulgar abuse, denouncing her as a d- — 
 Yankee and abolitionist, and declarintr 
 that if she were a man, he would wring 
 her nose for her, and that, as soon as her 
 husband came in, he would hold him ac- 
 co.mtable, and wring Ms nose. No one 
 darti lo interfere, for such men carried 
 
 bowie-knives and revolvers ; and there 
 was no power of law to punish one for 
 shooting a person accused of abolitionism. 
 The lady was in a state of indescribable 
 terror. She expected, every moment, to 
 see her husband come in, to be first gross- 
 ly insulted, and then to be shot or stabbed 
 before her eyes. With a face pallid as 
 death, and a voice trembling almost beyond 
 control, she looked up to him, and said : 
 
 " Will you accept the apology of a lady, 
 when IjRSsure you that I intended no of- 
 fense ? I merely wished to ask a ques- 
 tion for information." 
 
 " Yes," was the reply, " I will accept the 
 apology of a lady ; but you are no lady — 
 you are a cursed abolitionist, and I will 
 wring your husband's nose for him when I 
 meet him," and so on, until the lady left 
 the table. The gentleman and lady found 
 it expedient to leave New Orleans. 
 
 Heart-rending Scene. 
 
 As the severely wounded in the Vir- 
 ginia "battles, in the summer of ISG-l, were 
 being transferred to the ambulances, a 
 lady from Michigan was seen looking anx- 
 iously around to ascertain if either of her 
 
 Soldiers' Grayes, Bull Run. 
 
 sons was among the number. Presently 
 she recognized her son among the throng. 
 He was seated on a coffin, and his arm 
 seemed to be shot off", or partly so. " Where 
 is Charles?" said the anxious parent, while 
 
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 her countenance expressed the agony of in- 
 tense suspense and her voice could only 
 find a choked utterance. " In this, mother," 
 said the wounded man, pointing to the cof- 
 fin on which he sat. The scene was heart- 
 ending. The stricken mother had also 
 another son in the army. 
 
 " She Loved a Soldier Lad." 
 The lover of a young Ohio girl had en- 
 listed, and she determined to jom him. 
 Slie was iiispected, accepted, and sworn in 
 with the rest of the company ; marched 
 to Camp Jackson, Ohio, drilled there sev- 
 eral days, when she was sent with the 
 Third Ohio Regiment to Camp Dennison, 
 near Cincinnati. Here she assisted in all 
 the duties of forming a new camp, hand- 
 ling lumbei', standing sentry, etc., until 
 Saturday, when, ascertaining for the 
 first time that there were tivo Camp Den- 
 nisons, and that while she was in one her 
 lover was in the other, in Lancaster, 
 Penn., she went to Colonel Morrow^ and 
 requested to be changed from the company 
 she was in, giving as her reason that she 
 preferred associating with Americans, and 
 her company was composed of Irishmen. 
 Her real design was, when her request 
 shovdd he granted, to choose a place in 
 '^ one of the companies of the Second Regi- 
 mei)|, not knowing that it would be im- 
 possible to change her from one regiment 
 to another. Col. Morrow discovered the 
 secret of her sex. Marshtd Thompson 
 then supplied her with clothing, having 
 enrobed herself in which, she expressed a 
 desire to leave, as she had friends in the 
 city with whom she could sojourn. She 
 
 was released. 
 
 -♦ 
 
 Very Pleasant Surprise for Two. 
 A sprightly young wife appeared one 
 day at the office of the Sanitary Commis- 
 sion in Louisville, asking to have a dis- 
 patch written for a permit to visit her hus- 
 band in Nashville. The clerks turned to 
 consult the record for his name, which she 
 
 at once pronounced a useless delay — " she 
 knew he was in Nashville, and all she 
 wanted was a dispatch written, and would 
 be obliged for as much haste as possible." 
 " But," said the clerk, " are you quite sure 
 he is in Nashville ? " " Certainly ; no- 
 thing is more certain." " You would have 
 no objections to meeting him here ? " the 
 clerk inquired again, his eye resting on an 
 open page, with his finger at a particular 
 name. The woman flushed as if annoy- 
 ed. " You are playing with me, Sir. 
 Will you give me the dispatch ? " " No ; 
 you will not need it. This ' abstract ' 
 will please you better. These are direc- 
 tions where to find your husband — a few 
 blocks off," the clerk rejoined, a smile 
 breaking over his face. With one look — 
 such as a woman can give — to be sure 
 that she was not the victim of a deception, 
 the young wife darted away, and a few 
 moments afterward found that, after all, 
 the one she sought was not in Nashville, 
 but right within reach of her loving arms. 
 Such is an illustration of the noble Sani- 
 tary Commission, to which such men as 
 Bellows and others consecrated their time 
 and talents during the war, — the noblest 
 scheme of military beneficence, and on the 
 most gigantic scale, ever xmdertaken in 
 the asres of the world. 
 
 Delivered at the Eleventh Hour. 
 Major Fullerton, of General Granger's 
 staff, developed quite a little romance in 
 Shelbyville, Tennessee. Just as the Con- 
 federate forces were being driven out of 
 the town, the General was on horseback 
 galloping through one of the streets, and 
 when passing an old dingy brick house 
 almost hid from view by the cedar trees 
 in the yard, he observed at a window in it 
 a young lady in her rohe de nuit, beckon- 
 ing him toward her. Although advised 
 not to stop, he wheeled his horse around 
 and entered the yard. A he rebel en- 
 deavored to keep him from entering, while 
 the lady called out to him that he must 
 come. So, pushing Mr. Rebel to one 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC 
 
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 side, the General at once passed into the 
 house and entered the room where the 
 lady was. She proved to be the beautiful 
 Miss Cushman, then quite ill and prostrat- 
 ed by a nervous fever, brought on by the 
 hardships, indignities and insults she had 
 undergone. As he entered the room she 
 caught him by the hand and said — 
 
 " Thank God, you all have come at last ; 
 I am now safe ! " 
 
 Her story was 
 short. Her wi'ongs 
 and sufferings had 
 been long. Two or 
 three months previ- 
 ously, she had occa- 
 sion to pass through 
 the lines from Nash- 
 ville to Shelbyville. 
 When she arrived 
 there, it was discov- 
 ered by the secession 
 authorities that she 
 was a Unionist. 
 These two circum- 
 stances taken togeth- 
 er were enough to 
 convict her as a spy, 
 under the arbitrary 
 rulings of the Confederate 
 
 ed in a Southern prison. Among them was 
 a young man — young, judging from the 
 skeleton-like but still powerful frame — 
 but old, from the pinched and ghastly face 
 — a dying one, at all events. Somebody 
 near by uttered the word, softly, " Starv- 
 ing ! " But low as it was uttered, the 
 poor boy of whom it was spoken caught 
 the word. 
 
 " Yes," he said, feebly, " it is quite use- 
 
 Military Prison at Salisbury, N. C. 
 
 Government, 
 She was arrested, tried, and condemned to 
 be executed. She tried to make her escape 
 to the Federal lines, but could not succeed. 
 Before the day fixed for her execution 
 she was taken dangerously ill, and was 
 then removed to the house in which she was 
 discovered. They left Shelbyville in such 
 haste that they either forgot her or else 
 they had not the transportation to carry 
 her,— the only carriage that could be had, 
 carried General Bragg and^ family out of 
 town with great speed a few hours before 
 the Federals entered. An ambulance was 
 fitted up for Miss Cushman, and in it she 
 was sent forward by her deliverers. - 
 
 ved throug-h the Mercy of Death. 
 Drning the ambulance brought a load 
 3en Federal prisoners to be immur- 
 
 less, gentlemen — no," turning from the 
 bread that was offered him, " I loathe it 
 now. For days and days I have been 
 mad for it. I have had murder in my 
 heart. I thought if one died the rest 
 might live. Once we caught a dog and 
 roasted him, and quarreled over the bits. 
 We had no cover ; we lay on the scorch- 
 ing sand, and, when the terrible heats were 
 over, came the raw fogs and bitter wind." 
 
 HS stopped, seemingly from exhaustion, 
 and lay a few moments silent; then the 
 pitiful voice commenced again : 
 
 " We were vqry brave for a while ; Ave 
 thought help was coming. We never 
 dreamed they coul^ go on at home eating, - 
 lying soft, and making merry, while we 
 were dying by inches. I think if my 
 brother knew — If ever you get back T 
 charge you, before God, find out Robert 
 
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 Bence, surgeon of the — Maine. Tell 
 him that his brother Jem starved to death, 
 and that thousands more are — Ah ! just 
 Heaven ! the pain agam ! Christ ! help 
 me ! have — " 
 
 The words died away in inarticulate 
 ravings. He tossed his arms wildly over 
 his head; his whole frame racked with 
 the most awful throes, " And this," says 
 the narrator, " was my poor boy ; so wast- 
 ed, so horribly transformed, that I had not 
 known him. His glazing eyes had not 
 recognized me. His few remaining hours 
 were one long, raving agony. He never 
 knew that his brother was by his side. I 
 died over and over again, standing there 
 in my utter helplessness. I had never so 
 thanked God as when his moaning fell 
 away into the merciful silence of death." 
 
 Miss Lee and the Yankee Corporal. 
 After the battle of Manassas, the Union 
 prisoners were conveyed to the Richmond 
 prisons, and, as the train was compelled 
 to halt at every station from one to three 
 hours, the journey occupied two days. 
 Corporal W. H. Merrill, who was one of 
 the prisoners, had the honor of a confabu- 
 
 Miss Lee and the Yankee Corporal. 
 
 lation with one of the many bright-witted 
 ladies who contributed, by their spirited 
 words and acts, to give such eclat to the 
 cause of the South, According to the 
 Corporal : — 
 
 Arriving at Culpepper, the daughter of 
 Major Lee, a young and beautiful damsel, 
 came up to the window from which I 
 leaned, and asked if she could do anything 
 for me ; and 'added, " What did you come 
 down here for ? " [This had become a ster- 
 eotyped query.] I replied, '*To protect the 
 Stars and Stripes and preserve the Union." 
 
 My questioner then proceeded, after the 
 uniform custom, to berate General Scott : 
 "That miserable old Scott — a Virginian- 
 by birth — a traitor to his own State — we 
 all hate him!" 
 
 Miss Lee wore upon her bonnet a mma- 
 ture silken secession flag, which she hand- 
 ed me, remarking that she thought I gould 
 fight as well for the " Stars and Bars " as 
 for the Stars and Stripes. I playfully re- 
 minded her that she had just denounced 
 General Scott as a traitor to his own State 
 — and if I should fight for the " Stars and 
 Bars," I should be a traitor to the State 
 of New York ! This trivial argument 
 was evidently a poser. " Oh," responded 
 she, " I had not thought of that ! " But 
 she insisted upon my acceptance of the 
 emblem of disloyalty, and I still retain it 
 out of kindly regard for the donor. She 
 cut the button from my coat sleeve, and I 
 consented to the " formal exchange," 
 though not fully recognizing her as a " bel- 
 ligerent power." 
 
 Scarcely Seventeen Years, but a Heroine. 
 Miss Amelia E. Harmon, a beautiful 
 girl of some seventeen summers, played a 
 prominent part in the tluilling drama of 
 the Gettysburg battles. She occupied 
 with her relatives the best dwelling house 
 in the country round about, and visible 
 from the Seminary Ridge about a mile 
 west of Gettysburg, The destruction of 
 this building was alluded to by Mr, Eve- 
 rett in his celebrated Cemetery Oration. 
 
 Early on the eventful Wednesday 
 morning, the signs of the appi >t> ';; 
 tempest were so numerous and im) 
 ble that Miss Hannon was preven ■ 
 attending the school at Oak Ridge 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PEISON, ETC, 
 
 583 
 
 iiig the charge of Buford's cavalry, which 
 commenced the battle, the house in ques- 
 tion was forcibly occupied by the Federal 
 sharpshooters from which to fire upon the 
 rebels. On the repulse of the Union cav- 
 alry the Confederates announced their in- 
 tention of firing the building, in accordance 
 with the laws of war ; it having been 
 u^ed, they said, as a fort. The family and 
 the young lady protested, explaining that 
 the occupation was forcible, and not with 
 their consent, — the young lady adding 
 that ' her mother, who was not now living, 
 was a Southern woman, and that she would 
 blush for her parentage if Southern men 
 could thus fire the house of defenceless 
 females, and turn them out in the midst of 
 battle ! ' 
 
 One of the Confederates then approach- 
 ed her and proposed, in a confidential man- 
 ner, that if she would prove that she was 
 not a renegade Southerner by hurrahing 
 for the Southern Confederacy, he would 
 see what could be done. The young he- 
 roine indignantly refused the mean pro- 
 posal, and, abandoning her bm-ning home 
 with her aunt, ran the gauntlet of the fire 
 of the two armies. 
 
 FoTir-leg-gred Pets in the Army. 
 
 The correspondents of the St. Louis 
 Republican, Journal, and Democrat, of the 
 Chicago Tribune, Times, and Journal, the 
 Louisville Journal, and of the Cincinnati 
 Gazette, Enquirer, Times, and Commer- 
 cial, would do the country a most valuable 
 service by embodying in volume form the 
 diversified and sparkling contributions, 
 through their respective columns, Avith 
 which they favored the public during the 
 war. No chronicles were so widely read 
 or so greatly praised, especially by those 
 peculiarly interested in the Western troops. 
 ' Bun ■ and ' Dot ' are thus delineated by 
 the same hand that could portray the storm 
 and carnage of battle : ^ 
 
 They had the strangest pets in the army 
 — such as nobody would think of taking 
 to at home, and yet they were little touches 
 
 of the gentler nature as gave one some 
 such cordial feeling, when seeing them, as 
 it is said residents of Bourbon county, Ky., 
 habitually experience at so much a gallon. 
 One of the army boys carried a red squir- 
 rel through "thick and thin" over a thou- 
 sand miles, " Bun " eating hard tack like 
 a veteran and having the freedom of the 
 tent. Another's affections overfio^ved upon 
 a slow-winking, unspeculative little o^ol, 
 captured in Arkansas, and bearing a name 
 with a decidedly classical smack to it — 
 Minerva. A third gave his heart to a 
 young Cumberland mountain hear. 
 
 But chief among camp-pets were dogs. 
 Riding on the saddle-bow, tucked into a 
 ba^ggage wagon, mounted on a knapsack, 
 growling under a gun, were dogs brought 
 to a premature end as to ears and tails, 
 and yellow at that ; pug-nosed, square- 
 headed brutes, sleek terriers, delicate mor- 
 sels of spaniels — Tray, Blanche, Sweet- 
 heart, little dogs and all. 
 
 A dog, like a horse, comes to love the 
 rattle and crash of musket and cannon. 
 There was one in an Illinois regiment — 
 and perhaps regarded as belonging to it, 
 though his name might not have appeared 
 on the muster-roll — that chased half-spent 
 shot as a kitten frolics with a ball of Avorst- 
 ed. lie Avas under fire, and twice Avound- 
 ed, and left the tip of his tail at the battle 
 of Stone River. Woe. to the man that 
 had Avantonly killed him ! But there Avas 
 a little Avhite spaniel that messed AA'ith one 
 of the batteries, and delighted in the name 
 of " Dot," who Avas a special faA'orite. 
 No matter what Avas up, that fellow's silken 
 coat must be Avashed CA^ery day and there 
 Avas need enough of it, for Avheu the bat- 
 tery was on the march, they just plunged 
 him into the sponge-bucket — not the tidiest 
 chamber imaginable — that SAvings, lik« its 
 more peaceful neighbor, the tar-bucket, 
 under the rear axle of the gun-can-iage — 
 plumped him into that, clapped on the 
 cover, and Dot Avas good for an inside pas- 
 sage. One day the battery crossed a 
 stream, and the Avater came well up to the 
 
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 guns. Nobody thought of Dot, and, when 
 all across, a gunner looked into tlie bucket 
 — alas ! it was full of water, and Dot was 
 as dead as a little dirty door-mat. 
 
 Mr. Richardson Initiating: his Escape. 
 
 One of the neatest ' sells ' was that 
 practiced by Mr. Richardson, (the brilliant 
 writer for the New York Tribune,) upon 
 the prison guard at Salisbury, N. C, when 
 he — Mr. R., — made his escape from that 
 southern tlomicil, together with some sim- 
 ilarly situated comrades. In Mr. Richard- 
 son's account of his unique experience in 
 this matter, he says : — 
 
 Both " Junius " and our esteemed col- 
 laborator, Mr. William E. Davis, of the 
 Cincinnati Gazette, had been furnished 
 with passes to visit, during the day, a 
 rebfel hospital, outside the fence and inner 
 line of guards, to order in medical sup- 
 plies for the prisoners. The inflexible 
 rule was, to exact paroles whenever passes 
 were granted, but in the confusion attend- 
 ant upon the great influx of prisoners, the 
 authorities had neglected to require them. 
 None of us would have given paroles in 
 any event ; but my friends had the good 
 fortune not to be asked for them. 
 
 On that Sunday evening, half an hour 
 before dark — the latest hour they could 
 pass the guard — they both went outside as 
 usual to the rebel hospital. A few min- 
 utes after, taking in my hand a great box 
 full of ttie bottles in which medicines were 
 brought in, I, too, Avalked rapidly up to 
 the gate, while a dozen friends, in the se- 
 cret, Avere looking on to see the result. I 
 attempted to pass the sentinel, but he 
 halted me and asked : 
 
 " Have you a pass, Sir ? " 
 
 " Certainly I have a pass," I answered. 
 " Have you not seen it often enough to re- 
 member by this time ? " 
 
 " Very likely," he answered, a little 
 nonplussed, " but I was not quite sure, and 
 our orders are very strict." 
 
 Thereupon I exhibited to him the gen- 
 uine pass belonging to my colleague, whose 
 
 face was so well known to the sentinel — 
 though not his name, as the event proved 
 — that he had been able to go out without 
 showing it. The soldier examined it, read- 
 ing slowly and with difficulty, " Guards 
 will permit Junius H. Browne, citizeii- 
 prisoner, to pass the inner gate, to bring in 
 medical supplies ; " and then returned it, 
 saying : " All right. Sir ; that pass is cor- 
 i-ect, for I know Captain Fuqua's hand- 
 writing." 
 
 Once outside, I hid the medical box be- 
 hind a fence, and found refuge in a little 
 outbuilding until dark. My two friends 
 there joined me ; and we walked through 
 the outer gate into the streets in full view ' 
 of the guard, who, seeing us come from 
 the rebel hospital, supposed us to be sur- 
 geons or their assistants. 
 
 By skillful movements, the escape so in- 
 geniously commenced, was canned out to 
 complete success, all of which Mr. Rich- 
 ardson admirably narrates in his book, — , 
 " The Field, Dungeon, and Escape." 
 
 Great Act for a Little Girl. 
 ^Ir. Plerbert, a kind-hearted farmer in 
 Illinois, had a little daughter, who, hear- 
 ing her father ask others to give in aid of 
 the sick and woimded soldiers, thought of 
 what she could do. Of all her playthings 
 she had nothing which could be sold for 
 any amount and so bring money. But 
 she had a very sweet pet lamb, almost as 
 dear to her as a brother or a sister. That 
 surely Avould bring something. It was of 
 the very finest stock. She had taught it 
 many cumiing tricks and winsome ways. 
 The two, child and lamb, had eaten from the 
 same dish, and many hours they had played 
 together upon the suimy hillside, and the 
 lamb, like " little Mary's," knew its name 
 as Avell as that of its mistress. She pro- 
 posed, with tears in her eyes, and almost 
 heart-broken to think of it, to give her 
 dear pet to the sick and wounded soldiers. 
 She gave it, and she and the lamb together 
 went in the procession, on one of the 
 wagons. The president of the Soldiers' 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, miSON, ETC, 
 
 585 
 
 Home gave twenty-five dollars for the 
 lamb, and in his speech at. the dinner, said 
 he should prize it very much, and through 
 the incident, teach his own daughter a les- 
 son. After they had placed the lamb in a 
 large box to be sent to its purchaser's 
 country residence, its former little mis- 
 tress took leave of it, fondling and kissing 
 her dear pet. With her eyes full of tears 
 she paid she was very sorry to part with 
 it, because it loved her and she loved it so 
 much — but, the soldiers needed the money 
 more than she did the lamb, because they 
 sometimes lost their limbs, and sometimes 
 were killed. Taking all the circumstances 
 into consideration, it was a great act for a 
 little mr\. 
 
 Escape from Libby Prison through a Yovmg 
 Lady's Intervention. 
 
 A Union prisoner who Avas confined in 
 the Libby Prison, Richmond, had the good 
 fortune to effect his escape, the means for 
 which were furnished by a young lady, 
 who had taken his case in hand through 
 personal sympathy, and whose plan was as 
 ingenious as it was gracious. This young 
 lady sent the prisoner a bag of tobacco, 
 inclosed in which he found a small Union 
 flag, and a note telling him, if he would 
 be free, to appoint a time and place of meet- 
 ing. To carry out so cherished a purpose, 
 he affected death, and, hfvving in this 
 feigned condition been carried past the 
 guard, lay in the dead house from, noon 
 until dusk. He then scaled a fence ten 
 feet in height, and reached another yard, 
 where he met the young lady with a suit 
 of clothing made from rebel blankets ; he 
 then followed the young lady a long dis- 
 tance, safely passing the guards, until he 
 reached the house of the young lady's 
 father. Here he was concealed and cared 
 for in the best manner possible, for nine 
 days, while her father obtained passes for 
 him, paying three thousand dollars in Con- 
 federate money for them ; and then hiring 
 a carriage for five hundred dollars in the 
 same kind of money, and getting to the 
 
 Rappahannock by going such a round- 
 about way as would prevent detection, Ij/e 
 finally reached the Union lines — thanks to 
 his k'ind-hearted deliverer. 
 
 Charleston Women Under Fire. 
 During the shelling of the city of Charles- 
 ton, there was a moral sublimity exhibited 
 in many cases by the female portion of that 
 imperilled community, which could but 
 challenge the heart-feeling even of the 
 Federals, whose object it was to destroy 
 or captiu-e that cradle-city of secession. 
 An instance of the calm heroism to which 
 women can rise is thus given : A lady, 
 dressed in deep mourning, was seated in 
 the front verandah of her dwelling, en- 
 gaged in sewing, when a Parrott shell 
 came screaming up the harbor and burst 
 with an unearthly sound, just above and in 
 front of the position wliere she was sitting, 
 throwing its fragments in every dii-ection. 
 But this " Mother of Gracchi," as she may 
 be called, remained tranquil in her seat, 
 slowly and sadly raising her eyes toward 
 the point Avhere the shell had burst. She 
 was observed to thoughtfully gaze for an 
 instant upon the deadly scattering missile, 
 and then as calmly to resume her womanly 
 employment, in serene silence. From her 
 mourning apparel it was judged she had 
 felt before the horrors and desolation of 
 war. Perhaps her only son had fallen, in 
 strange fatuity of warfare against his coun- 
 try, at Wagner, at Sumter, or on James 
 Island. Or jierhaps the " loved one of her 
 bosom " had fallen, and the Angel of Death 
 had no more terror for her. 
 
 General Lyon leading his Charge at Spring- 
 field. 
 
 While General Lyon was standing, in 
 the battle at Springfield, Missouri, where 
 bullets flew thickest, just after his favorite 
 horse was shot from under him, some of 
 his officers interposed and begged that he 
 would retire from the spot and seek one 
 less exposed. Scarcely raising his eyes 
 from the enemy, he said : 
 
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 " It is well enough that I stand here. I 
 ^m satisfied." 
 
 While the line was forming for the 
 charge against the rebels, in which he lost 
 his life, General Lyon turned to Major 
 Sturgis who stood near him, and re- 
 marked : 
 
 " I fear that the day is lost ; if Colonel 
 Sigel had been successful he would have 
 joined us before this. I think I Avill lead 
 this charge." 
 
 He had been wounded in the leg in an 
 early part of the engagement — a flesh 
 wound merely — from which the blood 
 flowed profusely. Major Sturgis during 
 the conversation noticed blood on General 
 
 Brig. Gen. Nathaniel Lyon. 
 
 Lyon's hat, and at first supposed he had 
 been touching it with his hand, which was 
 wet with blood from his leg. A moment 
 after, perceiving that it was fresh, he re- 
 moved the General's hat and asked the 
 cause of its appearance. " It is nothing, 
 Major; nothing but a wound in the head," 
 said General Lyon, turning away and 
 mounting his horse. "Without taking the 
 hat held out to him by Major Sturgis, he 
 addressed the lowans he was to command 
 with — 
 
 " Forward men ! I will lead you ! " 
 Two minutes afterward he lay dead on 
 the field, killed by a rifle-ball through the 
 breast, just above the heart. 
 
 Fatal Fulfillment of a Jest. 
 
 Just before the war broke out, and before 
 Lincoln's proclamation was issued, a young 
 Virginian^ named Summerfield, Avas visit- 
 ing the city of New York, Avhere he made 
 the acquaintance of two Misses Holmes, 
 from Waterbury, Vermont. He became 
 somewhat intimate with the young ladies, 
 and the intercourse seemed to be mutually 
 agreeable. The proclamation was issued, 
 and the whole North thrown into a blaze 
 of excitement. Upon visiting the ladies 
 one evening, and at the hour of j^arting, 
 they remarked to Summerfield that their 
 present meeting would probably be the 
 last ; they must hurry home to aid in 
 making up the overcoats and clothing for 
 the volunteers from their town. 
 
 Summerfield expressed his regret that 
 they must leave, but at the same time 
 especially requested them to see that the 
 overcoats were well made, as it was his 
 intention, if he ever met the Vermont 
 soldiers in battle, to kill one of them and 
 take his coat. 
 
 Now for the sequel : 
 
 Virginia seceded. The Second Ver- 
 mont regiment, a portion of v^rhich was 
 from the town of Waterbury, were sent 
 to Virginia. The battle of Manassas was 
 fought, in which they were engaged, and 
 so was Summerfield. During the battle, 
 the latter marked his man, not knowing 
 to what State he belonged ; the fatal ball 
 was ^ed on its errand of death ; the vic- 
 tim fell at the flash of the gun, and upon 
 rushing up to secure the dead man's arms, 
 Summerfield observed that he had a^fine, 
 new overcoat strapped to his back, which 
 he determined to appropriate to his own 
 use. The fight was over, and Summerfield 
 had time to examine his prize, when, re- 
 markable as it may appear, the ccat was 
 marked in the lining with the name of 
 Thomas Holmes, and in the pockets were 
 found letters, signed with the name of the 
 sister whom Summerfield had known in 
 New York, and to whom he had made the 
 above quoted remark, in which the now 
 
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 dead man was spoken of as brother. The 
 evidence was conclusive — he had killed 
 the brother of his friend, and the remark 
 which he made in jest had, in the melan- 
 ancholy fortunes of war, a fatal fulfillment. 
 
 "Watch kept by a Dog: over Lieutenant 
 Pfieffs Grave. 
 
 A remarkable incident is related of the 
 manner in which Mrs. Pfieff, the wife of 
 Lieutenant Louis Pfieff, at Chicago, who 
 was lulled at Shiloh, was enabled to find 
 her husband's body. No person, when 
 she arrived on the field, could inform her 
 where her husband's body was buried; 
 and after searching among the thousands 
 of graves for half a day, she was about 
 to abandon the pursuit. Suddenly she 
 saw a large dog coming toward her, which 
 she recognized as one that had left Chi- 
 cago with her husband.' The dog seemed 
 dehghted to find her, and led her to a dis- 
 tant part of the field, where he stopped 
 
 Watch kept by a Dog. 
 
 before a single grave. She caused it to be 
 opened, and found the body of her hus- 
 band. It appeared, by the statements 
 of the soldiers, that the dog was by the 
 side of the Lieutenant when he fell, and 
 remained with him till he was buried. 
 He then took his station by the grave, and 
 
 there he had remained for twelve days, 
 until relieved by the arrival of his mistress^ 
 only leaving his post long enough each 
 day to procure food in order to sustain 
 himself in his faithful service. 
 
 "And a little child shall lead them." 
 The Boston Sanitary Fair called forth 
 some pleasing illustrations of the sunny 
 side of human nature. Said a pretty girl 
 to a gray-haired gentleman : " Oh, Uncle 
 James, I want you to take a share in this 
 grand piano." "Bless your heart, I've 
 just bought a new one, and you have a 
 piano, and Emma, and every one else, 
 child ! " " But you can give it back to 
 the Sanitary." "Bright thought! put me 
 down for two shares ; just look in my 
 memorandum-book, though, a minute, Liz- 
 zie — share in a plough, a buggy, six dolls, 
 cannon, piano, oil painting, sewing ma- 
 chine, four affghans, etchings of Cupid and 
 Psyche, flock of sheep, and — there write 
 it doA«n — grand piano ! " One of the 
 "solid men of Boston," that, doubtless. 
 He drew a doll, very likely. 
 
 Mrs. Belmont's Concert for the Sanitary 
 Commission. 
 
 While the New York Sanitary Fair 
 was engaging the time and generous de- 
 vices of the good people of that metropolis, 
 several ladies connected with it called 
 upon Mrs. August Belmont, wife of the 
 great banker, and requested her to hold a 
 concert, for the benefit of the Fair, among 
 her friends. She took it under advise- 
 ment, and consented to do so, and made 
 arrangements accordingly. She found her 
 house would accommodate about three 
 hundred guests. She issued her tickets 
 for that number, at five dollars a ticket. 
 She was shortly visited by the same com- 
 mittee, who informed her that the price 
 of tickets must not exceed tAvo dollars 
 each. They were informed that Mrs. 
 Belmont's friends would as soon give five 
 or ten dollars as two — that the house was 
 small, the expense would be the same, and 
 
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 the receipts to the Fair very much dimin- 
 * ished. But the lady managers were per- 
 sistent — two dollars and no more must be 
 the extent, or they would have nothing to 
 do with the concert. Mrs. Belmont, hav- 
 ing much of the spirit of her heroic father, 
 informed the ladies that she was competent 
 to manage her own affairs in her own 
 house, and that they might consider them- 
 selves as discharged from all further duty 
 in regard to her concert. Her husband, 
 on learning this state of affairs, handed 
 his wife fifteen hundred dollars in green- 
 backs, took all her tickets and carried 
 them down town, sold some and gave the 
 rest away to his friends, and made ample 
 provision to have the concert a success. 
 It came off; the rooms were brilliant and 
 crowded ; the beauty and fashioii and 
 wealth of New York Avere there in all 
 their glory ; Gottschalk and kindred per- 
 formers charmed the brilliant audience, 
 and Mrs. Belmont had fifteen hundred 
 dollars in her hands to contribufll to the 
 Sanitary Commission 
 
 " That Flag: is Doubly Dear to me this 
 Morning'." 
 
 A poor woman from Wisconsin, whose 
 husband and son were in the ranks, 
 learning that the latter was wounded at 
 Lookout, made her way to Louisville, 
 whence she was sent by the agents of the 
 Sanitary Commission to Nashville. Ow- 
 ing to the interruption of railroad commu- 
 nication it was impossible to send her 
 further front, and the Nashville office 
 accordingly telegraphed to the Commission 
 .agent at Chattanooga for information. 
 
 The next day, which was Thursday, it 
 was answered that her son was severely 
 wounded, and had been placed in a hospi- 
 tal which was subsequently captured by 
 the enemy, in whose hands he then was. 
 It was sad news, but better than none. 
 It was communicated to her as kindly and 
 gently as possible ; but it drove her almost 
 frantic. Two days passed, with no more 
 tidings. The suspense became terrible. 
 
 Was he alive ? were his wounds cared for 
 by the rebels ? was he dead ? Such were 
 the questions which the poor mother din- 
 ned constantly in the ears of the agents. 
 " Oh, that I could hear ! " she cried. 
 "Even the worst would be better than 
 this suspense." At last, late on Sunday 
 night, the word so prayed and waited for 
 came. It was this only : " Dead." It 
 was a terrible blow. A very agony of 
 grief settled upon the mother's heart, and 
 for hours her sufferings seemed beyond 
 all human endurance. After a time, car- 
 rying her great sorro\^ with her, she went 
 away ; but the next morning she returned 
 to the office, still terribly stricken in heart, 
 but calmer than before, and said, pointing 
 to the flag over the door, with tears in her 
 eyes, 
 
 " TTiat jiag is douhly dear to me this 
 morning. It has cost me something." 
 
 Gluite a Safe Place for the Harper's Ferry 
 Flag-. 
 
 The War Department Avas made dra- 
 matic one day by an Irish woman, of Am- 
 azonian size, and heart as loyal as brave, 
 who came under the auspices of General 
 Schenck, to present to Secretary Stanton 
 the American flag pulled down by Colonel 
 Miles at Harper's Ferry, when that post 
 was surrendered to the rebels. " Hoav 
 did you secure this, my excellent Avoman?" 
 " Sure, sir, I just lifted my clothes, and 
 wrapped it round me here, just as they 
 flocked into the parade." The Secretary, 
 after gallantly thanking her as her devo- 
 tion deserved, ordered fifty dollars to be 
 paid to the brave woman. It would not 
 have been safe to have attempted to un- 
 Avrap that flag. 
 
 Baptism for the Dead. 
 Among the relics of the Avar upon exhi- ■ 
 bition at one of the Soldiers' Fairs was a 
 mutilated dollar bill, connected Avith which 
 was a touching story. A pastor in an in- 
 land town had called upon his congrega- 
 tion to contribute to the Sanitary Commis- 
 
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 sion, and had met a liberal response. The 
 next day a woman, dependent upon her 
 daily work for her own support and that 
 of her children, brought him a dollar j^ll 
 to be added as her mite to the collection. 
 The pastor declined to take it, telling her 
 she ought not to give so much, considering 
 her situation ; but the woman insisted, ad- 
 ding, "■ We've had it in the house many 
 weeks ; Ave can not spend it." 
 
 Seeing that the bill was much torn, and 
 supposing that she had found difficulty in 
 passing it, her pastor said, " Oh, I'll give 
 you a good bill for it." 
 
 " No, that's not it. It was in brother 
 Sam's pocket when he was wounded. 
 He's dead now, and we have his torn 
 pocket-book, and mother said [the mother 
 was a widow, and he her only son] we will 
 give that dollar to the Sanitary Commis- 
 sion ; we can not spend it." 
 
 The pastor redeemed the bill for two 
 dollars, and sent it to be disposed of at 
 the Fair. Fifty dollars were at once 
 offered for the bill, but the gift from two 
 widows, of a ball-marked reKc of their 
 son and brother, did not stop at that figure, 
 but brought an abundant harvest into the 
 Sanitary treasury. No necessity would 
 have compelled them to s^^end it ; but the 
 cause consecrated it as a holy baptism 
 for the dead, — an affecting and precious 
 
 offering. 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Woman's Tongue Betraying- the Bebel Tor- 
 pedoes at Fort Henry. 
 
 To defeat our attack on Fort Henry, 
 the rebels planted torpedoes of the most 
 formidable description in the principal 
 channels. Their existence and location 
 was revealed by that most irrepressible 
 of all the forces of nature — a woman's 
 tongue. One morning the "Jessie Scouts " 
 — a volatile, daring corps of young men, 
 who inevitably turned up wherever a fight 
 was expected — went into a farm-house, 
 where nearly thirty women had gathered 
 for safety. The inmates, greatly alarmed, 
 begged them not to injure a party of un- 
 
 protected females. / The scouts allayed 
 their fears, when' the women informed 
 them they had frequently heard that South- 
 ern wives and daughters had no mercy to 
 hope for at the hands of the Lincoln sol- 
 diery. In the conversation which ensued, 
 one stated that her husband was a captain 
 in the rebel army at Fort Henry. 
 
 " By about to-morrow night, madam," 
 remarked one of the scouts, " there will 
 be no Fort Henry — our gunboats will dis- 
 pose of it." 
 
 " Not a bit of it," was the reply ; " they 
 will be all blown up before they get past 
 the island." 
 
 This was said so significantly, that the 
 scout questioned her further, but she re- 
 fused to explain. He finally told her that 
 unless she revealed all she knew he would 
 be compelled to take her into the camp 
 of " Lincolnites," as a prisoner. This ex- 
 cited her terror, and she explained that 
 torpedoes had been planted, and described 
 their location as well as she was able, 
 though bewailing her slip of the tongue. 
 Tlie information proved accurate enough 
 to enable Lieutenant Phelps to find them ; 
 but even had he remained in ignorance, 
 they were of such a character as would 
 have disappointed their makers and done 
 us no harm. 
 
 Sherjian's Absence of Mind— the Serg-eant's 
 Seg^ar. 
 
 One of the most noted characteristics 
 of General Sherman, the hero of Atlanta, 
 was absence of mind in respect to things 
 not immediately affecting his military oper- 
 ations — upon which latter all his thoughts 
 seemed concentrated. This peculiarity 
 of the General found an interesting illus- 
 tration in a circumstance which occurred 
 at Lebanon Junction, Kentucky, after the 
 following fashion : 
 
 General Sherman, with two regiments 
 under Colonel Lovell H. Rousseau — after- 
 wards Major-General, and a detachment 
 under Lieutenant-Colonel R. W. Johnston 
 — afterwards Brigadier, — occupied Leba- 
 
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 non Junction, Ky., on the 17th of Septem- 
 ber, 1861. While walking up and down 
 the platform of that place, awaiting the 
 repair of the telegraph line, Sherman's 
 segar gave out. He immediately took 
 another from his pocket and asked the 
 orderly sergeant of the marine Zouaves for 
 a light. The home guard sergeant had 
 only a moment before lighted his segar, 
 and, with a bow, handed it to the General 
 — probably the first Brigadier he had seen 
 during the war. Sherman lighted his 
 segar carefully, took a puff or two to as- 
 sure himself, and abstractedly threw the 
 
 Sherman's Absence of Mind. 
 
 sergeant's segar away. A short time ijfter. 
 General Rousseau, who saw this scene, 
 mentioned the matter to General Sher- 
 man. He could not recollect it, but said— 
 " I was thinking of something else. It 
 won't do to let to-morrow take care of 
 itself. Your good merchant don't think 
 of the ships that are in, but the ships that 
 are to come in. The evil of to-day is 
 irreparable. Look ahead to avoid breakers. 
 You can't when your ship is on them. 
 All you can then do is to save yourself 
 and retrieve disaster. I was thinking of 
 something else when I threw the sergeant's 
 segar away " — and then he added, laugh- 
 uig, " Did I do that, really ? " Those who 
 would see Sherman's remarkable charac- 
 
 teristics, military and personal, most admi- 
 rably portrayed, will find a fund of such 
 matter in Captain Conyngham's sparkling 
 reminiscences of that great commander. 
 di*awn from personal observation, and peii- 
 ned with the hand of a genius not uuAvor- 
 thy the chieftain at whose side he rode, — 
 one of the books with which the reader, 
 especially if a soldier, can never tire. 
 
 Ben. McCulloch and Joe Baxter. 
 General Ben. McCulloch was in many 
 particulars a remarkable man. Though 
 a very common looking person, he Avas 
 very vain of his personal appearance and 
 proud of his fame. When the General 
 was returning from Richmond, not long 
 before the fatal battle of Pea Ridge, a 
 little incident occurred — such as, perhaps, 
 he was more than once the subject of. 
 The party consisted of the General, Cap- 
 tain Ai'mstrong, his A. A. G., and Colonel 
 Snyder, of the Missouri army, with two 
 or three black servants, traveling ui a 
 
 Gen. Ben McCulloch. 
 
 four mule ambulance. They stopped for 
 lunch by the wayside, about two days 
 travel from Fort Smith, in Arkansas, and 
 were discussing the prospects of the Con- 
 federacy and the contents of a basket and 
 a demijohn, when a stranger rode up and 
 inquired the way to Colonel Stone's win- 
 ter quarters. The stranger was a perfect 
 specimen of the genus ' butternut.^ He 
 was dressed in bilious looking jeans, with 
 
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 a home-maile hat and coarse boots, and 
 wore his hair and beard very long. He 
 was mounted on a good horse', and carried 
 on his shoulder a long, old-fashioned rifle. 
 Before there was any time to answer his 
 inquiries he cast his eyes on General 
 McCulIoch, and seemed to recognize him. 
 Dismounting at once, he advanced eagerly 
 to the General, with extended hand and 
 a hearty " Bless my soul, Joe ! how do 
 you do? — what on earth are you doing 
 here?" The General saw that the man 
 was mistaken, but answered him pleas- 
 anffy, and invited him to partake of the 
 lunch, to which said lunch and demijohn 
 the stranger did full and ample justice. 
 He told the General (for to him he ad- 
 dressed all his conversation, as to an old 
 friend) that he was a volunteer, and had 
 joined Colonel Stone's regiment of Texan 
 Rangers, and that he intended to fight with 
 
 don't think you know me, and perhaps 
 have never seen me before." 
 
 " You be darned ! " said butternut ; " I 
 would know you, Joe, if I was to meet 
 you in Africa ! " 
 
 "Well, now," said the general, getting 
 tired of his new friend's familiarity, " who 
 do you take me for, any way ? " 
 
 " Take you for ? " retorted Texas, ear- 
 nestly ; " I don't take you for anybody ; I 
 know you to be Joe Baxter, what staid in 
 the Perkins settlement, in Collins county, 
 all last summer, a sellhi' chain-pumps and 
 'puttirC up UghtnM-rods ! " 
 
 Jerry the Genius, looking: through General 
 Palmer's Spy-glass. 
 When General Palmer was on the Ten- 
 nessee river, there was in Company C, of 
 the Forty-second Illinois, a singular genius, 
 familiarly known as Jerry, an easy, care- 
 
 Jerry and Gen. Palmer's Spy-glass. 
 
 " Old Ben McCuUoch until we gained our 
 independence." Old Ben enjoyed the 
 man's mistake until they were about ready 
 to start on, when he said to his Texan co- 
 patriot, 
 
 " My friend, I think you are mistaken 
 as to whom you have been talking to ; I 
 
 less, jovial fellow, thinking a man a man 
 anywhere, and paying no attention to the 
 shoulder-strapped gentry any more than 
 if they were not about. One day. General 
 Palmer was among a company of officers, 
 looking with his glass at the battle-ground 
 of Pittsburg Landing. Jerry w^as neai' 
 
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 bj, and stepping up to the General, slap- 
 ped him familiarly on the shoulder, and 
 said, " Say, old feller, let me see that thing, 
 will yer ? " The officers expected to see 
 Jerry sent in on bread and water ; but, 
 always ready for fun. Palmer handed 
 Jerry his spy-glass. Jerry took it, and 
 very deliberately looked it over ; and, 
 placing it about two feet from his eye, 
 looked through it. One such look was 
 sufficient, and turning to the General, with 
 a look of extreme contempt, he said, 
 " Here, take the tarnal thing ; I can see 
 through it ! " and retired amidst the shouts 
 of the General and his officers. 
 
 Old Abe fixing the Responsibility. 
 Mr. Lincoln was naturally very anxious 
 to know who was really responsible 
 for the calamitous surrender of Harper's 
 Ferry. So he summoned Halleck. The 
 General did not know. " Very well," said 
 the President, " then I will ask General 
 Schcnck." That General merely knew 
 that he was not to blame. The President 
 sent for Milroy. Milroy averred that he 
 was not guilty. Hooker was summoned. 
 Fighting Joe hoped it was clear to His Ex- 
 cellency that he had nothing to do with it. 
 " Perfectly clear," said our Uncle Abraham, 
 smiling. So he assembled all the four gen- 
 erals in his room. " Gentlemen," said he, 
 "Harper's Ferry was surrendered, and none 
 of you, it seems, are responsible. I am very 
 anxious to discover the man who is." He 
 walked up and down the room, while they 
 still sat there. Suddenly he stopped. " I 
 have it," he said ; " I know Avho is respon- 
 sible." The generals crowded about the 
 President, each a little suspicious. " Who 
 is it, who is it, Mr. President ? " " Gen- 
 tlemen," replied our uncle, with a' twinkle 
 in his eye, " General Lee is the man." 
 Everybody knows that the good President 
 was exceedingly fond of those witty 
 wi'iters, whose books he was glad ta have 
 in his library, — Artemus Ward, Petro- 
 leum V. Nasby, Major Jack Downing, 
 Sliillaber, Doesticks, and Orpheus C. Kerr, 
 
 — who helped to keep the nation in good 
 humor, even when the clouds hung black 
 as night. Query: Would it not be inter- 
 esting to know the opinion of those mas- 
 ters of wit, concerning the jokes of their 
 admirer, " Mr. Linkin ? " 
 
 Marriage Scene in the Army of the Potomac. 
 An event calculated to destroy the mo- 
 notony of camp life — a marriage — took 
 place in the Seventh New Jersey volun- 
 teers, one of Hooker's old regiments in the 
 Army of the Potomac. The camp was 
 very prettily decorated, and being q«ite 
 trimly arranged among the pines, was just 
 the camp a visitor would like to see. A 
 little before noon the guests began to ar- 
 rive in considerable numbers. Among 
 them were Generals Hooker, Sickles, Carr, 
 Mott, Hobart, Ward, Revere, Bartlett, 
 Birney, Berry, Colonel Dickinson, and 
 other aids to General Hooker ; Colonels 
 Burling, Farnham, Egan, etc. Colonel 
 Francine and Lieutenant-Colonel Pi-ice, 
 of the Seventh, with the rest of the officers 
 of that regiment, proceeded to make all 
 welcome, and then the ceremony com- 
 menced. In a hollow square formed by 
 the troops a canopy Avas erected, with an 
 altar of drums, officers grouped on each 
 side of this. On General Hooker's arri- 
 val the band played ' Hail to the Chief,' 
 and on the approach of the bridal party 
 the ' AVedding March.' It was rather cold, 
 windy, and threatened snow, altogether 
 tending to produce a slight pink tinge on 
 the noses present, but the ladies bore it 
 with courage, and looked, to the unaccus- 
 tomed eyes of the soldiers, like real angels 
 in their light clothing. To add to the 
 dramatic force of the scene, tile rest of the 
 brigade and other troops were drawn up 
 in line of battle not more than a mile 
 away to repel an expected attack from 
 Fredericksburg. Few persons are wed- 
 ded under more romantic circumstances 
 than Nellie Lammond and Captain De- 
 Hart. He could not get leave of absence, 
 so she came down like a brave girl, and 
 
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 593 
 
 married liim in camp. After the wed- 
 ding was a dinner, a ball, fire-works, etc. ; 
 and on the whole it eclipsed entirely an 
 opera at the Academy of Music in di-a- 
 matic effect and reality. 
 
 " Physical Disability" Exempting from the 
 Draft and from Something' Else. 
 A young man succeeded in getting a 
 certificate of exemption from the draft, 
 from the Board of Enrolment, on the 
 ground of " physical disability," and hast- 
 ened to his betrothed to announce his 
 escape. vStrangely to him, the good news 
 affected her in an miexpected manner, and 
 she withdrcAV from his presence Avith but 
 the shadow of an excuse. The young 
 man was confounded, and, visions of rivals 
 rising up before him, he sought an expla- 
 nation from the lady's father, who always 
 treated him graciously, and was favorable 
 to the proposed alliance. The father m 
 turn was mistified, and immediately seek- 
 ing his daughter, foimd her in great grief. 
 " Oh, father," said the girl, " I have been 
 shamefully deceived. Oh, how mortifying 
 to be known to be engaged to a man who 
 comes shamelessly to me, just before our 
 marriage, and rejoices in 'physical disa- 
 bilities.' Why did not you tell me that 
 the man was imperfect or sickly before 
 matters went so far ? I have no ambition 
 to turn my future home into a domestic 
 hospital, or myself into a perpetual nurse ! " 
 The father tried to persuade her by 
 saying that probably, a trifling ailment, 
 magnified by the complaint, might have 
 obtained his exemption from service, and 
 reminded her that her lover was a fine 
 rider, a graceful skater, and very expert 
 in most manly exercises. 
 
 "And under all this," added the fair 
 girl, "he hides some dreadful infirmity. 
 Surely, you do not thmk I would be en- 
 gaged to him if I knew him to be con- 
 sumptive, scrofulous, or worse ? I thank 
 God that the draft lias lifted the mask. 
 And the man actually delights in being ad- 
 vertised as physically disqualified to serve 
 37 
 
 his country. Oh, shame ! He shall know," 
 said she, rising with proud indignation, 
 " that he is physically disqualified to hus- 
 band me ! " 
 
 And the father, physiologically consid- 
 ering how the seeds of disease are entailed 
 from one generation to another, approved 
 his daughter's decision, and informed the 
 young man that he might henceforth con- 
 sider himself " exempt " from the proposed 
 marriage, on the ground of acknowledged 
 " physical disability." 
 
 Characteristic Lady's Joke. 
 A patriotic lady of St. Louis, Missouri, 
 took it into her head to prepare for one 
 of the Military Fairs a wreath, to be com- 
 posed of locks of hair from the heads of 
 the prominent Union members of Congress. 
 She wrote to the honorable gentlemen, 
 delicately stating her purpose, and re- 
 questing the favor of capillary specimens. 
 Among the many, Thad. Stevens was the 
 recipient of a missive on the subject. It 
 was rather a joke on the venerable Thad., 
 unintentional on the part of the lady, no 
 doubt, as the Honorable Chaii'man of 
 Ways and Means hadn't had a lock of hair 
 that he could call his own for twenty years, 
 but had, during that long period, been a 
 patron of the wig-maker. 
 
 Spirited Fight "between Two Girls at Church. 
 On a Sabbath day in July, while pubhc 
 worship was being held about six miles 
 north of Albany, Gentry county, Missouri, 
 a party of the Union militia force entered 
 that place to secure horses with Avhich to 
 enter the service under the call of General 
 Fisk. A JUnion girl promptly came for- 
 ward and placed her horse at the service 
 of the gallant and patriotic boys, and also 
 took the liberty to point out to them an- 
 other fine steed, which she archly remarked 
 was the property of a secessionist lady 
 friend of hers. A Union trooper was 
 soon .snugly astride of the 'contraband,' 
 and was about to leave with him, when 
 the lady owner made her appearance, and 
 
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 plumply protested against giving the ani- 
 mal up to any such rider, for any such or 
 any other purpose whatever. 
 
 The Union girl urged the soldiers to go 
 along, — she had voluntarily contributed 
 her horse, and insisted that the secesh 
 horse should also do duty. At this the 
 rebel girl appUed all sorts of opprobrious 
 epithets to the Union girl, v^^ho in turn be- 
 came angry and — knocked her opponent, 
 by a spirited thwack, flat on the ground, 
 then jumped upon her, and dealt her sock- 
 dologers at a terrible rate. A spectator 
 finally parted the Amazons, but they didn't 
 stay parted, and Avere soon fighting each 
 other again, accompanying their blows 
 with piercing screams of defiance. Their 
 gay Sunday dresses were soon in shreds ; 
 long, beautiful tresses of hair were mixed 
 with blood from dainty noses, etc. Despair- 
 ing of putting an end to the shameful set- 
 to, the bystanders were compelled to form 
 a circle, and seat themselves to await the 
 final result of the slie-tiger encounter. The 
 combatants fought long and skilfully, until 
 Miss Union seized Miss Secesh by the 
 throat, when the latter fell to the ground 
 and gave up the struggle. The parties 
 were then duly cared for by their respect- 
 ive friends. 
 
 Robbery by Mistake. 
 Two ladies, while General McClellan 
 was at dinner at the Massasoit House, 
 Springfield, Mass., on his passage through 
 that city, ventured to rob a military cap, 
 which they supposed to be the General's, 
 of both its buttons, tearing them out in a 
 very unfeminine manner, to be preserved 
 as mementoes of that military chieftain. 
 The mortification of their feelings and the 
 redness of their faces can only be faintly 
 imagmed when one of the aids carelessly 
 as usual put on the mutilated cap, and the 
 General put on his own, which Avas intact. 
 Those buttons Avere not preserved, but the 
 story has been — being told much oftener 
 than was agreeable to the eager but disap- 
 pointed curiosity-hunters. 
 
 "Meade" and Ale. 
 At the time the rebel army was on the 
 march from Chambersburg, Pennsylvania, 
 to Gettysburg, several privates stopped at 
 the hotel of Mr. John Brown, in Fayette- 
 viUe, and inquired for ale. 'Mine host' in- 
 formed them that he was just out of that 
 article. One of the rebs remarked that 
 they were going to Baltimore, and there 
 they Avould get plenty. A few days after, 
 when the rebs were retreating; from Get- 
 
 Maj. Gen. George G. Meade. 
 
 tysburg. Brown happened to meet this 
 same man on the South Mountain. He 
 asked him if he had got any Baltimore ale. 
 " No," replied Johmiy Reb ; " Ave only got 
 as far as Gettysburg, where the Meade 
 was too sti-ong for us, so Ave had to give 
 up the Baltimore Ale." 
 
 Couragre of Woman diiring' Battle. 
 The millions Avho never heard the roar 
 and crash of a great battle, but especially 
 women, are naturally mterested in the feel- 
 ings inspired — the sensations evoked, by 
 the actual and immment presence of des- 
 perately contending armies. The battle 
 of Gettysburg brought " the noise of the 
 captains, and the shouting," nearer to the 
 people of the Northern States than any 
 other great combat of the present century ; 
 and of the many personal reminiscences 
 of that great struggle, the following, from 
 the pen of Miss Carrie Sheades, of the 
 
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 Oak Ridge Seminary, will be found of pe- 
 culiar interest. After speaking of the 
 courage of the young ladies during the 
 battle — their assistance in relieving the 
 wounded, when no surgeon could be ob- 
 tained — she says : 
 
 When our forces retreated from Semi- 
 nary Ridge, many of the prisoners were 
 taken here. At the time, (though a coward 
 before,) it seemed that I was ready to 
 meet the whole rebel army — every vestige 
 of fear had vanished. A Colonel rushed 
 into the,breakfast-room, and a rebel after 
 him, demanding him to siu-render. The 
 Colonel, being a very large man, could 
 scarcely breathe, (he was asthmatical,) 
 and begged for time to regain his breath ; 
 he told them to ' shoot him ' — that ' he 
 would not surrender, and if,' said he, ' I 
 had my men here you could not take me.' 
 
 I saw that he would be shot if he re- 
 sisted any longer, and Avhile the rebels 
 were contending with some prisoners in 
 another part of the breakfast-room, I 
 begged the Colonel to go with him and I 
 would save his sword. He consented, and 
 I concealed his sword in the folds of my 
 dress, and begged them to grant him five 
 minutes, which was granted, and he as- 
 sured me that he ' would be back for his 
 sword.' It was a sad sight to see them 
 take that gray-headed veteran, but it was 
 a joyful sight to see him return to reclaim 
 his sword, having gone with them as far as 
 Monterey Springs and escaped — 'rolled 
 away from them,' he said, for he could not 
 walk. 
 
 Carving: TTia Own Head-Board. 
 A singular incident is related of Ser- 
 geant Major PoUey, of the Tenth Massa- 
 chusetts regiment. A day or two before 
 that regiment left for home, while lying in 
 the trenches before Petersburg, he carved 
 with his knife upon a wooden head-board, 
 similar to those placed at soldiers' graves, 
 the words, " Serg. Maj. George F. PoUey, 
 10th Mass. Vols., killed June — , 1864," 
 remarking to the Colonel, "I guess I'll 
 
 leave the day blank." ^^e next day he 
 was instantly kUled by 4||Pll which struck 
 him in the breast, tearing his body to 
 pieces, — Colonel Parsons, who was stand- 
 ing near by, narrowly escaping. He was 
 buried on the field, and the same head- 
 
 Carving his own head-board. 
 
 board that he had lettered was placed over 
 his grave. He Avas not expecting to re- 
 turn with the regiment, for he had re-en- 
 listed. For some of these most touching, 
 as well as brilliant chronicles of the great 
 four years' war, few works will compare, 
 in point of choice discrimination, with 
 " The Bugle Blast," by E. S. S. Rouse, 
 an eye-witness and participant. 
 
 Converting: Lady Rebels. 
 Uncle Sam's nephews in Arkansas found 
 an agreeable and effectual way of crush- 
 ing the rebelUon. It had come to be an 
 axiom, that the women of the South were 
 the most rebellious, and that but for them, 
 the spirit of rebellion would have died out. 
 The Federal boys, therefore, went on the 
 very rational principle of striking at the 
 root of the evil and of conquering the avo- 
 men. The tactics adopted to this end — 
 consisting of wooing and man-png the fair 
 ones — proved highly successful. Whether 
 it was because their secesh lovers were out 
 of sight, and, therefore, out of mind, or 
 that they had lost all hopes of seeing them 
 
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 again, or becaui^ the blue coats had such 
 
 
 •winning waysj^pe not stated ; but, never- 
 theless, marriages of the soldiers and citi- 
 zenesses were of daily occurrence. One 
 clergyman married as many as five of these 
 couples in one day ; and in the county of 
 Conway, all single Avomen under the fasci- 
 nating age of sixty were gobbled up as 
 fast as the soldiers found them. This was 
 certainly one of the most effectual means 
 of putting down the rebellion. The fair 
 rebels were, of course, turned over, and 
 became firm believers in the Union, if not 
 unconditional unionists, — a phase of the 
 development of Union feeling in Arkansas 
 that must have been very agreeable, at 
 Meast to the parties consummating the 
 Union. 
 
 On the Lord's Side. 
 President Lincoln had various inter- 
 views with delegations of clergymen from 
 different sections of the country, during 
 the war of the rebellion. Of one of these 
 delegations it is not related that they had 
 much to say when they were admitted into 
 his presence, but, in taking leave, one of 
 them remarked tliat he " hoped the Lord 
 was on oxir side." "I don't agree with 
 you," said the President. Of course they 
 looked amazed. " I hope, indeed, that we 
 are on the Lord's side ! " he continued. 
 
 Bubbing: it in— Scene in the Park Barracks, 
 "Sew York. 
 
 {Dramatis Personce.) A sick and 
 wounded, but good-looking soldier, and an 
 anxious lady nurse in searcli of a sub- 
 ject : 
 
 Lady Nurse — My poor fellow, can I do 
 anything for you ? 
 
 Soldier (emphatically) — No, ma'am ! 
 Nothin' ! 
 
 Lady Nurse — I should like to do some- 
 thing for you. Shall I not sponge your 
 face and brow for you ? 
 
 Soldier (despairingly) — You may sponge 
 my brow if you want to very bad ; but 
 
 you'll be the fourteenth lady as has done 
 it this blessed mornin'. 
 
 It was for the want of such judicious 
 supervision as characterized that gentle 
 and beloved minister of good. Miss Dix, 
 that such annoying scenes as the above 
 sometimes occurred. Wherever she went, 
 her presence was a sweet benediction, but 
 her movements were as harmonious and 
 systematic as though benevolence was a 
 science. 
 
 Sue Munday, the Pemale Guerrilla. 
 
 A band of guerrillas, led by a notorious 
 character, named Berry, formerly of John 
 Morgan's command, attacked the stage 
 near Shawneetown, Kentucky, one Friday 
 evening, robbing the passengers and rifling 
 the mail bag. After this exploit, the 
 band moved in the dii'ection of Harrods- 
 burg, relieved the toll-gate keeper near 
 that place of cash and various articles, 
 and then dashed into town. 
 
 The Savings Bank was honored with 
 the first call. The managers of the insti- 
 tution observed the movement, and hastily 
 closed and barred the doors before the 
 scoundrels could gain an entrance. The 
 robbers fired several shots as the dooi-s 
 were being closed, but no injury was done 
 by the same. Finding they could not 
 force the doors, the guerrillas jiroposed to 
 fire the building, but before they could put 
 the design into execution, the citizens, 
 who had armed themselves and collected 
 to defend their homes, commenced firing 
 on the robber band. The outlaws were 
 taken by surpri"se, and, greatly alarmed, 
 fled from the town. 
 
 One of the peculiar characters or per- 
 sonages composing this band of cut-throats, 
 was the officer second in command, recog- 
 nized by the men as Lieutenant Flowers. 
 The officer in question was a young wo- 
 man, her real name being Sue Munday. 
 She dressed herself in male attire, gener- 
 ally sporting a full Confederate uniform. 
 Upon her head she wore a jaunty plumed 
 
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 hat, beneath which there escaped a wealth 
 of dark brown hair, falling around and 
 down her shoulders in luxuriant curls. 
 She was possessed of a comely form, had 
 a dark, piercing eye, was a bold rider and 
 daring leader. Prior to connecting hei*- 
 self witli Berry's gang of outlaws, she 
 was associated with the band commanded 
 by Captain Alexander, who met his doom 
 some time previously in Southern Ken- 
 tucky. 
 
 Lieutenant Flowers, or Sue Munday, 
 was a practiced robber, and many ladies, 
 who had been so unfortunate as to meet 
 her on the highway, could testify with 
 what sang froid she presented a pistol and 
 commanded " Stand and deliver." Her 
 name had become widely known, and, to 
 the ladies, it was associated with horror. 
 On the evening when the outlaws were at 
 Harrodsburg, Sue dexterously robbed a 
 young lady of her watch and chain ; and 
 if the citizens had not so unceremoniously 
 expelled the thieving band from the town, 
 she would doubtless have paid her respects 
 to the jewelry and valuables of all the 
 ladies of the place. 
 
 My Bold Soldier Boy. 
 
 " What do the women say about us 
 boys at home ? " asked a poor battle- 
 wi-ecked soldier in the hospital, himself 
 but a lad, of one who sat at his side. 
 That brow of his ached for the touch of 
 a loving hand. He had walked through 
 rough, stony places — temptation, sin, folly 
 had beset him on the right hand and on 
 the left ; but he felt still a mother's influ- 
 ence on his soul, leading him into the June 
 paths of old. At the very moment he 
 asked the question " What do the Avomen 
 say of us at home ? " he was turning over 
 a little silken needle-book that some lauffh- 
 ing girl had one day sent to the Sanitary 
 Commission, working on its cover the 
 words, playfully perhaps, "My bold soldier- 
 boy." The friend, sitting by, simply 
 pointed to the happy inscription. The re- 
 
 ply struck home to his heart, and he burst 
 into tears. They were not bitter tears, 
 but tears of joy. His question was an- 
 swered ; the evidence of woman's interest 
 was before his eyes, and he was content. 
 His eyelids closed down, his breathing 
 grew calm, and soon sleep touched him, 
 and he was dreaminsr. 
 
 "No Wickedness like the Wickedness of a 
 Woman." 
 
 The bitter and ferocious spirit of thou- 
 sands of rebel women in Virginia, Kentuc- 
 ky, Tennessee and other States, as exhibited 
 during the Avar, towards Unionists, is 
 scarcely, if at all, surpassed by the female 
 monstei-s that shrieked and howled for 
 victims in the French Revolution. 
 
 A wounded soldier, of the Union army, 
 fell out from the ranks retreating through 
 Winchester, Virginia, and sank down upon 
 
 Ko Wickedness like the Wickedness of a Woman 
 
 the steps of one of the houses. He had 
 not been sitting thei'e long when a woman 
 came out and asked him if he were not 
 able to walk. He replied that he Avas not. 
 Seeing a revolver in his belt, she asked 
 him to let her look at it. Suspecting no- 
 thing, he handed it to her. She deliber- 
 ately presented it to his head, and ordered 
 him immediately to leave the steps. He 
 did so; and hobbled along a distance 
 of but a feAv feet, when she ' fired the pis- 
 tol, piercing his side Avith the bullet. He 
 fell on the street and instantly expired. 
 
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 The woman threw down the revolver and 
 coolly walked back into the house. 
 
 Will it be believed that such events oc- 
 curred in the heart of Christian civilization, 
 in the middle of the nineteenth century ? 
 But this was only one of multiplied cases 
 of the sort. 
 
 Off-Hand ElooLuence of a Eougrh Cavalry- 
 man. 
 
 When General Custer made his raid 
 into Virginia, in the spring of 1864, all 
 the horses that were valuable which came 
 in his way were taken in the name of the 
 United States. In one place, a very hand- 
 some lady, quite young, expostulated loud- 
 ly with a cavalryman for taking the form- 
 horses. " My dear Miss," said the soldier, 
 " we do not want to take your horses — 
 ours are much better ; and besides it goes 
 against our feelings, but military necessity 
 requires this step, and we are merely the 
 agents of unrelenting destiny." In spite 
 of her concern the pretty creature laughed 
 at such off-hand eloquence from a rough 
 
 cavalryman. 
 
 ♦ 
 
 "Wine and Sentiment for the Hospital 
 Soldiers. 
 
 In the Louisville journals of March, 
 1862, one of the hospital featux'es of the 
 war is thus set forth : — 
 
 Mrs. C. M. Love returns her grateful 
 thanks to Miss Breckinridge and other 
 kind ladies of Princeton, New Jersey, for 
 another liberal donation of hospital stores, 
 including a large supply of superior cur- 
 rant-winej made by a lady of Princeton, 
 with a beautiful, patriotic. Christian senti- 
 ment written upon nearly all the bottles, 
 of which the subjoined are specimens : — 
 
 Currant wine from the old battle-fields 
 of Princeton, New Jersey. ' Let no 
 traitor's feet pollute the glorious emblem 
 of our freedom.' 
 
 'Soldiers! may the stai'S which float 
 over your heads point you to heaven, and 
 may you be gathered there in brighter and 
 more enduring clusters.' 
 
 'Brave soldiers in Kentucky, fighting 
 
 for us here, we have been, and are now 
 watching you with intense interest. We 
 grasp the papers to read of your deeds of 
 noble daring, and while rejoicing over 
 them, our tears flow at the tales of the hard- 
 ships, the sufferings, by which they are 
 won. We think of you, we pray for you, 
 and may our heavenly Father bless and 
 save you all.' 
 
 ' Currant wine from Princeton, New 
 Jersey, may it refresh you brave men from 
 Illinois.' 
 
 ' Kentucky is almost erect in her strug- 
 gles ; New Jersey's ai'ms entwine her 
 more closely than ever.' 
 
 ' Forget not the invisible hand that 
 leads you to victory.' 
 
 ' New Jersey extends her hand to you, 
 brave Tennesseeans : she has watched you 
 with deep interest and warm sympathies ; 
 our heavenly Father bless and keep you 
 under the dear old Stars and Stripes.^ 
 
 ' Let no dark clouds prevent you from 
 seeing the bright sunlight beyond.' 
 
 ' Forget not, forfeit not, your time-hon- 
 ored name, brave Kentuckians.' 
 
 ' New Jersey honors the Union soldiers 
 in Kentucky, no matter where from,' 
 
 ' The ladies of Princeton, New Jersey, 
 think and talk of nothing else scarcely, 
 but the brave soldiers fighting and suflfer- 
 ing for our glorious Union.' 
 
 ' Kemember Washington, the great 
 Father of his country, and emulate his 
 virtues.' 
 
 ' You suffer in a holy cause ; may you 
 receive an everlasting reward.' 
 
 ' Be patient, be hopeful, the day is 
 dawning.' 
 
 ' This wine was made on the battle-field 
 of Princeton, Mercer county. New Jersey, 
 not far from where Washington led his 
 army on to victory, and where the gallant 
 Mercer fell for this our glorious Union. 
 May it bear to you invigorating, refresh- 
 ing, and healing virtues, is the prayer of 
 the one who made it.' 
 
 ' Currant wine for our brave defenders. 
 The Lord thy God, he it is that doth go 
 
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 599 
 
 with thee. He "will not fail thee nor for- 
 sake thee.' 
 
 ' The ladies of Princeton, send New 
 Jersey's best wishes for your present and 
 future welfare.' 
 
 Sweetness of Secession Female Temper. 
 
 The reporter for a New York paper 
 accidentally stumbled upon a female secesh 
 railer at "the Yankees," hi Culpepper. 
 This wojnan was the unfortunate possessor 
 of considerable property, and failing to 
 secure a guard for it in the quarter where 
 such httle favors were sometimes obtained, 
 she vented her indignation by telling all 
 who came in her way and -yvould listen, 
 how " demed mean " Yankees were. 
 Falling into her clutches one day, and 
 hearing her tale of woe, reporter most 
 meekly suggested that she might display 
 the Stars and Stripes over her property, 
 and beneath the folds of that banner it 
 would not be molested. This was the 
 signal for an outburst of furious indigna- 
 tion. She would never raise the Stars and 
 Stripes over her property — not she ; rather 
 die first. Having thus raised the ire of a 
 " 200 pounder," and weighing some forty 
 pomids less than herself, prudence dictated 
 that discretion was the better part of val- 
 or, and accordingly he gazed at the crea- 
 ture before him in silence. Now, this 
 very discretion seemed to annoy her ex- 
 ceedingly, and placing her arms akimbo, 
 she swelled up like the frog in the fable, 
 and finally, doubtless feeling that the Eng- 
 lish language was not copious enough to 
 do the subject justice, she exclaimed : 
 
 " There, Sir — there's my harn, yonder ; 
 hay all stolen ; pigs all killed ; chickens 
 gone ; boards off — and I can't get a safe- 
 guard from you mean Yankees ! " 
 
 Reporter was transfixed — ^puzzled — and 
 said nothing. 
 
 Her indignation continuing to rise, she 
 finally screamed out : 
 
 " I'll come up with ye — I'll come up with 
 ye mean Yankees. I'll go intothe barn loft, 
 and burn the bam with myself in it." 
 
 Reporter still remained silent, and she 
 ended — after taking breath — with the ex- 
 plodent : 
 
 " Then where will ye — Yankees get hoards 
 from ? " 
 
 Having nothing to say, and fearing this 
 original secesh might burn by spontaneous 
 combustion while on his hands, Reporter 
 left. There were many female secesh of 
 that sort. 
 
 Bell Bo3'd. 
 
 Hearts and Swords. 
 
 No one, Avhether loyalist or secession in 
 their political views, will read the follow- 
 ing lines penned by one whose cradle was 
 rocked in the dawning days of the Revo- 
 lution led on by Washington, without the 
 warmest emotions : 
 
 Clyde, Ohio, Aug. 3, 1864. 
 To General Grant. ' 
 
 Dear Sir : I hope you will pardon me 
 for troubling you with the perusal of these 
 few lines from the trembling hand of the 
 aged grandma' of our beloved General 
 Jas. B. McPherson, who fell in battle. 
 When it was announced at his funeral, 
 from the public print, that when General 
 Grant heard of his death, he went into 
 his tent and wept Ijke a child, my heart 
 went out in thanks to you for the interest 
 you manifested in him while he was with 
 you. I have watched his progress from 
 infancy up. In childhood he was obedi- 
 
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 ent and kind ; in manhood interesting, no- 
 ble and persevering, looking to the wants 
 of others. Since he entered the war, 
 others can appreciate his worth better than 
 I can. 
 
 When it was announced to ns by tele- 
 graph that our loved one had fallen, our 
 hearts were almost rent asunder ; but 
 when we heard the commander-in-chief 
 could weep with us, too, we felt, Sir, that 
 you have been as a father to him, and this 
 whole nation is mourning his early death. 
 I Avish to inform you that his remains were 
 conducted by a kind guard to the very 
 parlor where he spent a cheerful evening 
 in 1861, with his widowed mother, two 
 brothers, only sister and his aged grand- 
 ma', who is now trying to write. In the 
 morning he took his leave at six o'clock, 
 little dreaming he should fall by a ball 
 from the enemy. 
 
 His funeral services were attended in 
 his mother's orchard, where his youthful 
 feet had often pressed the soil to gather 
 fruit, and his remains are resting in the 
 silent grave scarce half a mile from the 
 place of his birth. His grave is on an 
 eminence but a few rods from where the 
 funeral services were attended, and near 
 the grave of his father. The grave, no 
 doubt, will be marked, so that passers-by 
 will often pause to drop a tear over the 
 dear departed. And now, dear friend, a 
 few lines from you would be gratefully re- 
 ceived by the afflicted friends. I pray 
 that the God of battles may be with you, 
 and go forth with your armies till the re- 
 bellion shall cease, the Union be restored, 
 and the old flag wave over our entire land. 
 With much respect, 
 
 1 remain your friend, 
 
 Lydia SLOcrir, 
 Aged 87 years and 4 months. 
 
 Gen. Grant's Reply. 
 
 Head-quarters, Armies of the U. S., 
 City Pomt, Va., August 10. 
 
 Mrs. Lydia Slocuji: My Dear 
 ;^LlDAM — Your very welcome letter of 
 
 the 3d instant has reached me. I am glad 
 to know the relatives of the lamented 
 Major-General McPherson are aware of 
 the more than friendship existing between 
 him and myself. A nation grieves at the 
 loss of one so dear to our nation's cause. 
 It is a selfish grief, because the nation 
 had more to expect from him than from 
 almost any one living. I join in this self- 
 ish grief, and add the grief of jiersonal 
 love for the departed. He formed for 
 some time one of my military family. I 
 knew him well. To know him was but to 
 love him. It may be some consolation to 
 you, his aged grandmother, to know that 
 every officer and every soldier who served 
 under your grandson, felt the highest rever- 
 ence for his patriotism, his zeal, his great, 
 almost unequalled ability, his amiability 
 and all the manly virtues that can adorn a 
 commander. Your bereavement is great, 
 but cannot exceed mine. 
 
 Yours truly, 
 IT. S. Grant, Lieut.-Gen. 
 
 "Wooed and Wedded— With Embellisliments. 
 
 John Kick, of Buffalo, New York, was 
 a private in the Second New Y'ork Mount- 
 ed rifles, which regiment, notwithstanding 
 its name, was not mounted, but served as 
 infantry " mounted " — on human legs and 
 feet. Pushing along, sunned on and dust- 
 ed on, during the march from Cold Harbor 
 to James Eiver, John was stricken Avith 
 deadly sickness. John could go no further 
 — was not simply tired out, exhausted, 
 knocked up, played out and done for, but 
 he Avas sick. He fell out of the ranks. 
 His comrades thought him noAV sun-struck. 
 A learned surgeon hazarded the expression 
 of an opinion that the man was suffering 
 from aggravated coup de soliel, induced 
 by exhaustion and the climate. 
 
 His comrades bore John to the nearest 
 house, — the residence, formerly, of the 
 late ex-President John Tyler. There John 
 — John Kick — Avas left, and his fellows 
 AA-^ent marching on. There Avas a young 
 lady in the house, Anna Maria Tyler, 
 
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 niece of the once President. A montli, 
 nearly two months, passed, and Jolm was 
 not heard from. "Was John still sick ? 
 Was John lingering in pain and helpless- 
 ness ? Had John gone over to the ' John- 
 nies ' after recovering ? Or had he kicked 
 the inevitable bucket that awaits all mor- 
 tals ? Would John ever be heard of 
 again ? Would Kick ever again pedes- 
 trinate Avith his fellow mounted ritles ? 
 Nobody could answer. Kick was sup- 
 posed to l^ve kicked out of the service. 
 His enemies hinted that he had gone over 
 to the enemy — in fact, been Tylerized. 
 They Avere mistaken. 
 
 Kick had not been Tylerized, but Tyler 
 had been Kicked. Anna Maria took ten- 
 der care of John. She did pity him like 
 another Desdemona. True, he was a 
 Yankee, but Othello was a Moor. Per- 
 haps Anna loved John for the dangers he 
 had seen. At any rate, she loved John 
 in spite of the fact that he had done the 
 State some service. And John loved 
 Anna Maria. As the flush of returning 
 health came to John's cheek, Maria grew 
 pale ; pale, tfut interesting, John saw, and 
 then John began to feel. And here five 
 chapters might be written, and Tennyson 
 quoted, by way of describing the fusing 
 of their two hearts. But John Avasn't 
 agoin' to let concealment feed on his cheek. 
 John spoke. Anna Maria spoke back. 
 She Avas a rebel, but she did not rebel. 
 Both Barkises Avere 'Avillin.' A local 
 preacher lived in a " hard toAvn small by," 
 and the knot A\'as tied. 
 
 Kick (prenomen John) and Kick (nee' 
 Tyler) were happy. " Whoso findeth a 
 wife findeth a good thing and obtaineth 
 favor of the Lord," is Scripture. Doubt- 
 less the converse should be understood. 
 They were happy, but — a cloud shadoAved 
 the honey moon. John must go to his 
 regiment and Kick away his other half. 
 But still he lingered. Duty called, but 
 Anna pleaded. It Avas kicking against the 
 pricks to think of parting. Four Aveeks 
 passed at last ; John Avrenched himself 
 
 aAvay. Afoot and alone, 'cross lots, and 
 sobbing, Kick left his brided ex-Presi- 
 dent's niece, and Avended his sorrowful but 
 proud Avay " on this line " till he reached 
 the Union pickets, and so presented him- 
 self at General Butler's head-quarters. 
 He told his tale. He Avas no deserter. 
 On the contrary he was the Avedded hus- 
 band of — his Avife, and he told who his 
 Avife Avas and hoAv lie came to have her for 
 Avife. He produced a letter to the Com- 
 manding General, signed "Anffc, Tyler 
 Kick," begging that her spouse might be 
 granted furlough for thirty days, and pass 
 North for self and wife, " to arrange do- 
 mestic affairs." The letter was eA-idently 
 that of a cultivated lady (as she Avas,) — 
 in an exquisite hand, on exquisite paper, 
 couched in AA'ell-considered, Avell-phrased 
 and touching terms. The regiment, how- 
 ever, happening to be in General Burnside's 
 corps, it Avas not in General Butler's poAver 
 to grant the request ; but he gave them a 
 letter to Gen. Burnside, recommending that 
 the request of the other half of Kick, late 
 Tyler, be granted, and commending John 
 Kick for successful ' Union ' strategy. 
 Furlough and pass Avere obtained. 
 
 AlloAvance Avill of course be made for 
 'embellishments,' in war and ncAA^spaper 
 times. 
 
 Florence Nightingale's Contribution. 
 A gift from Florence Nightingale to 
 the Sanitary Commission in aid of the 
 Union soldiers, seemed peculiarly appro- 
 priate, in vicAV of her well knoAA^n high 
 character, and her self-sacrificing sympa- 
 thies and efforts in behalf of the soldier's 
 hospital Avelfare. Mrs. Bancroft Davis, 
 of NeAv York, received through Mrs. 
 Adams, wife of the United States Minister 
 at London, tAvo copies of " Notes on Nurs- 
 ing," from Miss Nightingale, as a contri- 
 bution to the Sanitary Fair, with her au- 
 tograph in each, Avritten " from her sick 
 bed," and a copy of " Notes on Nursing 
 for the Laboring Classes," Avhich bears the 
 inscription in her own hand, " Offered to 
 
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 the sick and suffering by their faithful 
 servant, Florence Nightingale." These 
 gifts were also accompanied by views of 
 Mss Nightingale's "two homes," photo- 
 graphed from drawings by her sister. Lady 
 Verney. Of course these gifts, from such 
 a source, possessed a value far beyond 
 theu' mere material worth. 
 
 Po\7er of the Tender Passion on a Union 
 Lieutenant. 
 
 At ibf! breaking out of the rebellion, 
 Mr. J. S. Searight enlisted in a company of 
 volunteers from the town of Lincoln, Illi- 
 nois, and which was attached to the Thir- 
 ty-second regiment of that State. At a 
 later date, Mr. Searight received a Lieu- 
 tenant's commission. He was generally 
 esteemed as an excellent officer, and did 
 his whole duty in several of the sanguina- 
 ry engagements in the Southwest. In an 
 unlucky hour he met a young lady of se- 
 cession proclivities, but, alas! extremely 
 beautiful in her personal appearance, at 
 her home near Nashville, Tennessee. Suf- 
 fice it to say that they met and loved. All 
 the time the Lieutenant could spare from 
 his duties Avas spent in the society of this 
 new-found and charming little syren, and 
 she as eagerly returned his burning pas- 
 sion. Lieutenant Searight time and again 
 offered his resignation — he wished to leave 
 the tented field and dwell in the rosy 
 bowers of love — ^but, unlike his love, it 
 was not accepted. Love at length con- 
 quered all his scruples — he deserted ! and 
 succeeded in escaping beyond the federal 
 lines with the young lady. The Southern 
 beUe who thus captivated the young Lieu- 
 tenant was enormously wealthy — being 
 the possessor of an ample fortune in ster- 
 ling gold. They also succeeded in run- 
 ning the bloc-kade at Charleston and ar- 
 rived at Havana on Christmas day, when 
 they were married. Love has seduced 
 from the path of duty many wiser men 
 than Lieutenant Searight. It is a resist- 
 less and overwhelming sentiment, and the 
 best of mortals commit follies and extrav- 
 
 agances, and even crimes, when involved 
 m its meshes. 
 
 First "Union" Demonstration in Old Vir- 
 ginia. 
 
 One of the Federal prisoners, Corporal 
 Merrill, who was conveyed to the city of 
 Richmond, fovmd an unexpectedly obliging 
 friend in the person of an Irish woman — 
 true to the generous traits of her nativity. 
 The train of cars arrived at the Confeder- 
 ate capital about nine o'clock in the even- 
 ing. After the cars had halted, the Cor- 
 poral heard a low voice at his window, 
 wliich was partly raised. It was quite 
 dark, and he could not distinguish the 
 speaker, who was an Irish woman. 
 
 "Whisht, whisht!" said she; "are ye 
 hungry?" 
 
 Corporal M. replied that he was not, but 
 that some of the boys probably were. 
 
 " Wait till I go to the house," she con- 
 tinued, and in a moment afterward she 
 was again heard at the window. She 
 handed him a loaf of bread, some meat, 
 and about a dozen bakers' cakes, saying, 
 " That was all I had in the -house, but I 
 had a shillin', and I bought the cakes wid 
 it ; and if I had more, ye should have it, 
 and welcome ! Take it, and God bless 
 ye!" 
 
 He thanked her, and said, " You are 
 very kind to enemies." 
 
 "Whisht," said she, " and am'i / /rom 
 iVew York meself^ " 
 
 This was the first Union demonstration 
 that the Corporal had witnessed in Old 
 Virginia. He thanked God for the con- 
 solation which the reflection afforded him, 
 as for the third night he lay sleeplessly in 
 the cars, with clothing still saturated and 
 body thoroughly chilled from the effects 
 of the deluge of rain which fell at Manas- 
 sas, wliither he had come. But the Cor- 
 poral said he could have desired no sweet- 
 er morsel than the good Avoman's homely 
 loaf, and, proud of the loyal giver, said the 
 Corporal, " I rejoiced that ' I was from New 
 Yorkmeself!'" 
 
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 603 
 
 Looking- After a Soldier's Wife. 
 
 The frailty of human nature and the 
 bad policy of trusting too much to human 
 friendships were exemplified in their sad- 
 dest hue, in a case which happened in the 
 city of Detroit, Michigan, and in which 
 patriotism was made to suffer somewhat 
 severely. A gentleman of that city hav- 
 ing become deeply imbued with loyal sen- 
 timents, and feeling that he might as well 
 make sacrifices for his country as any one, 
 enlisted in the army. The sacrifice was 
 probably much greater than at first im- 
 pulse he anticipated. It amounted, in- 
 deed, to no less than the ruin of his home 
 and the loss of all hope of future earthly 
 happiness. 
 
 He left behind him a lovely and accom- 
 plished Avife and a family of two interest- 
 ing chikli-en. He made ample provision 
 for their support, and set aside a certain 
 portion of his wages, to be transmitted to 
 them regularly, whenever his regiment 
 was paid. To still further ensure their 
 comfort, he left them in charge of a friend 
 living near, in whom, after a long ac- 
 quaintance and daily intercourse and friend- 
 ship, he had gained the utmost confidence, 
 with the injunction to see that they Avanted 
 for notRing. Feeling sure, therefore, that 
 his wife and family were in good hands 
 and not likely to suffer under any circum- 
 stances, he went cheerfully forth to the 
 hardships and perils of the field. 
 
 But, alas for the falsity of human faith. 
 His friend — v/ho, by the Avay, had always 
 been considered a man of good standing 
 in society and an estimable citizen — obey- 
 ing the injunction to see that the soldier's 
 family wanted for nothing, paid them al- 
 most daily visits. During these visits an 
 intimacy sprang up, which ripened into 
 impropriety, and thus continued through a 
 series of weeks, if not months. In a 
 short time, the soldier-husband, Avho had 
 gained honor in several campaigns, Avrote 
 back to his wife the — to him — joyful intel- 
 ligence that he had obtained a furlough, 
 and was about to visit his home and fami- 
 
 ly. To the guilty wife -this news brought 
 with stunning weight the consciousness of 
 her guilt. Ashamed to meet her husband, 
 she yielded to the suggestions of her se- 
 ducer, and a few days before the expected 
 return of the soldier, they fled for parts 
 unknown. 
 
 The heartless villain left a wife and fam- 
 ily behind, who became overwhelmed with 
 grief at the shame and disgrace thus 
 brought upon their good name. The feel- 
 ings of the soldier on learning the faith- 
 lessness of his wife and friend can, of 
 course, be better imagined than described. 
 Finding a suitable home for his children, 
 he returned to the field waser in many 
 respects, and older and sadder in experi- 
 
 Southem " War Widows." 
 Quite a noticeable institution at Vicks- 
 burg and the region thereabout, on its fall- 
 ing into the hands of the Federal powers, 
 was the Southern widow — an article of 
 which there appeared to be an abundance, 
 of all sorts and ages. A partnership, 
 friendship, fellowship, with one of them, 
 proved sometimes profitable, if not pleas- 
 ant, to the northern newcomers. Gunboat 
 officers, newsmen, merchants and Jews 
 would quit their legitimate spheres to ply 
 these ' 'lom women ' with their seductive 
 arts, for the sake of the cotton which they 
 were found to have and hold. In one 
 case a penniless adventurer was enriched 
 by liis share in a few hundred bales — of 
 course of great value. Anotlier married 
 a scrawny dame, and turned Southern 
 planter, body and soul, quietly softening 
 down from a northern radical to a conser- 
 vative, meet for " the manor born." A 
 third became encumbered with no less than 
 three women, whom he was anxious to 
 marry off, but found his compensation in 
 the farming of two thousand acres of land. 
 In fact, the rage for tummg planter be- 
 came very great, for the sake of the gold- 
 en gains of the cotton, exclusive of the 
 innate attractions which the rich southern 
 
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 women possessed for the needy bachelors 
 of Yankee land. 
 
 Leave-taking at the Station. 
 A squad of ' soldier boys ' was about to 
 set off for the seat of war. At the sta- 
 tion a large crowd of friends had gathered, 
 and there was the usual amount of kissing, 
 weepuig, embracing, and leave-taking. A 
 loud-voiced man was entertaining a group 
 of ladies with his conversation, and he re- 
 marked, as one of the soldiers' sweet little 
 wives was passing, " If I was going to the 
 war, and any of my friends should come 
 down to the station to see me off, I would 
 shoot them." The little woman looked up, 
 and very quietly said, " Oh, don't fret ; 
 you wouldn't have a chance to fire once ! " 
 If one ever saw a man fished out of the 
 rasfiug canal alive — this fellow looked the 
 like. 
 
 " My Mary Ann." 
 
 For some thne the post commander at 
 Cairo was a certain West Point Colonel 
 of a Northwestern regiment, noted for his 
 soldierly qualities and rigid discipline. 
 One day he passed by the barracks and 
 heard a group of soldiers singing the well 
 known street piece, " My Mary Ann." 
 An angry shade crossed his brow, and he 
 forthwith ordered the men placed in the 
 guard-house, where they remained all 
 night, The next moniing he visited them, 
 when one ventured to ask the cause of their 
 confinement. 
 
 " Cause enough," said the rigid Colonel ; 
 " you were singmg a song in derision of 
 Mrs. Col. B ." 
 
 The men replied by roars of laughter, 
 and it was some time before the choler of 
 the Colonel could be sufficiently subdued 
 to understand that the song was an old 
 one, and sung by half the school boys m 
 the land, or the risibles of the men be 
 calmed down to learn that the Colonel's 
 wife rejoiced in the name of "Mary 
 Ami." 
 
 That Colonel became a Brigadier-Gen- 
 eral. 
 
 Bright Girls in Missouri, 
 About fifteen miles northwest from 
 Springfield, Missouri, lived a Union farmer 
 named R. In the spring of 18 62, as he 
 was plowing in his field near his little log 
 cabin, a party of a dozen secession marau- 
 ders, or jayhawkers,. as they were there 
 called, rode up. Ten of them liid them- 
 selves in the brush ; the other two went 
 forward and said, 
 
 " We have been here before, at night, 
 and could not get what we wanted, because 
 your stable was locked. We have come 
 now in the daytime and we think we can 
 get them." 
 
 " Well," said Mr. R., " you are armed 
 and I am not. It is hard, but I suppose 
 I shall have to give them up." 
 
 " And that's not all," replied one of the 
 two, " we mean to take your horses, and 
 we mean to talve you, too." 
 
 " That's what you can't do," replied the 
 sturdy old farmer ; " you've got arms, and 
 you can kill me, but you can't take me 
 alive." 
 
 Here one of the men stepped back a 
 few paces, cocked his gun and took delib- 
 erate aim at the farmer's head. At the 
 same instant Mr. R. heard footsteps in the 
 direction of his house, and saw his daugh- 
 ter coming — a girl nearly grown, w^ith a 
 quiet face, but a look of bright intelligence 
 beaming from her eyes. She had one 
 hand under her apron, in which she car- 
 ried his revolver — and, what w^as more to 
 the purpose, she, like many a INIissouri 
 girl, knew how to use it. Ah ! there were 
 what a Cockney would call ''stunning 
 firls " in that neigborhood ; one of them had 
 not long since, on coming out of church, 
 horsewhipped a yomig man in the presence 
 of the congregation, and taken away his 
 horse from him, Avithout the least diffidence 
 or difficulty. This brave daughter never 
 did the like of that ; but when near enough 
 to her father, she cast upon him a look of 
 inquiry, which said — 
 
 " Shall I shoot that man?" 
 
 Her father shook his head. Then she 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 
 
 605 
 
 spoke in a fearless, ordinary tone of voice, 
 and said : 
 
 "Father, did you see those Federals 
 come to our house just now? " 
 
 " No," said he. 
 
 " There were ten of them," she added. 
 
 The jay hawker who was threatening 
 her father's life, put up his gun and said : 
 
 " Oh, they were just our men who were 
 in the brush. I saw them going that way 
 myself" 
 
 " I don't think that they were your men," 
 she turned to him and said ; " anyway they 
 have got short jackets on," (cavalry). 
 
 Hereupon the horsethieves turned, re- 
 mounted their steeds, and incontinently 
 ' vamoused the ranche.' 
 
 Meanwhile, the old farmer and his in- 
 geniously bright and bold girl returned to 
 the house ; when, without waiting t6 put 
 on the saddle, he jumped upon his fastest 
 horse, and rode to town to tell his story 
 and seek protection. That there are some 
 bright girls in Missouri no one will doubt 
 who has read Mr. C. C. Coflfm's (" Carle- 
 tpn,") admirable sketches of the war in 
 that and other regions. 
 
 Falling' Back at the Wrong: Moment. 
 Two old ladies were one time convers- 
 ing on the battle of Chickamauga. Said 
 one (quoth the Columbia ' South Caroli- 
 nian ') : 
 
 Young Feminine Spoiling for Fight. 
 Lizzie Compton, a smart young Miss of 
 sixteen, presented herself one day at Lou- 
 isville, for the purpose of being mustered 
 out of the sei'vice, she having been for. 
 some months a member of the Eleventh 
 Kentucky cavalry. She had served in seven 
 different regiments, and participated in 
 several battles. At Fredericksburg she 
 was seriously wounded, but recovered and 
 followed the fortunes of war, which cast her 
 from the Army of the Potomac to the Army 
 of the Cumberland. She fought in the bat- 
 tles of Green River bridge, on the 4th of 
 July, receiving a wound which disabled her 
 for a short time. Seven or eight times she 
 was discovered and mustered out of ser- 
 vice, but immediately re-enlisted in another 
 regiment. She stated that her home was 
 in London, Canada West, that being the 
 place of her parents' residence. 
 
 Two old Ladies conversing about Gen. Bragg 
 
 " I ^vish, as General Bragg is a Chris- 
 tian man, that he Avere dead and in heaven ; 
 I think it Avould be a God-send to the Con- 
 federacy." 
 
 " Why, my dear," said the other, " if the 
 General were near the gates of heaven, 
 and iuA-ited in, at that moment he would 
 fall back." 
 
 Captaui 's Trade for a Kiss. 
 
 One evening, at the Bazaar held for the 
 soldiers, at Columbus, Ohio, a pretty Ladian 
 girl was observed exerting her persuasive 
 powers to their utmost tension, to induce 
 a certain military gent, who ranked as a 
 captain, to buy of her a bead basket, or 
 some other ornament which she had in her 
 possession, for disposal on that occasion. 
 As the gallant Captain had been gouged 
 an tmlimited number of times during the 
 evening, he didn't quite yield to the soft 
 and bland appeal ; but thinking to startle 
 the maiden a bit, said jokingly — 
 
 " Don't want to buy your trinkets, but 
 I'll give you five dollars for a kiss ! " 
 
 The maid reflected but a moment — she 
 was laboring in a noble cause, for the sol- 
 diers, good — " surely in such a case there's 
 no harm ; " so, iu a twinkling of the eye, 
 
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 she said, '■'■Done, sir" and, as she expressed 
 it, gave him a whapper right on his cheek. 
 ]VIintary drew back, abashed. The 
 crowd saw it and Laughed. There was 
 but one way of escape — he pulled out his 
 somewhat depleted Avallet and forked over 
 a V. He then rushed frantically up stairs 
 and drowned his sorrow in a flowing bowl 
 of oyster soup. The maiden, in the mean- 
 time, maintained her accustomed tran- 
 quility. 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Became a Soldier After All. 
 Mrs. Crissey, of Decatur, Illinois, whose 
 husband was chaplain in an Illinois regi- 
 ment, related to a visitor that many years 
 ago her little baby, while playing in the 
 street, fell down, and began to cry. A 
 very tall young man, who was just then 
 passing by with a yoke of oxen, picked 
 the child up, and handing him inside the 
 gate, said, cheerily, " You will never 
 make a soldier if you cry for that." The 
 little fellow at once banished his grief 
 The tall young man was Abraham Lincoln, 
 and Mrs. Crissey introduced to the visitor 
 a young Captain, home on furlough, as her 
 son, who had become a soldier after all. 
 Such are the odds and ends which turn up 
 with the whu'ligig of old Father Time. 
 
 In and Out of the VicksbTirg Caves. 
 
 The Avife of one of the Confederate 
 officers, who was confined within the " wall 
 of fire " which surrounded Vicksburg dur- 
 ing the memorable days of April and June, 
 wrote an entertaining volume on the scenes 
 and incidents which there transpired. Like 
 most of her companions, she was com- 
 pelled to seek shelter from the deluge of 
 iron hail in the caves — these being the 
 fashion — the rage — over besieged Vicks- 
 burg. Negroes, who understood their 
 business, hired themselves out to dig them, 
 at from thirty to forty dollars, according 
 to the size. Many persons, considering 
 different localities unsafe, would sell them 
 to others, who had been less fortunate, or 
 
 less provident ; and so great was the de- 
 mand for cave workmen, that a new 
 branch of industry sprang up and became 
 popular — particularly as the personal safe- 
 ty of the workmen was secure, and money 
 to be made withal. 
 
 Finally, the surrender of Vicksburg 
 came, and the husband of the lady entered 
 her cave retreat and infoniied her of the 
 fact. 
 
 " It's all over ! the white flag floats from 
 our forts ! Vicksburg has surrendered ! " 
 
 He put on his uniform coat, silently 
 buckled on his sword, and prepared to 
 take out the men, to deliver up their arms 
 in front of the fortification. The lady 
 said of this change of circumstances : " I 
 felt a strange unrest, the quiet of the day 
 was so unnatural, I walked up and down 
 
 the cave until M returned. The day 
 
 was extremely Avarm ; and he came with 
 a violent headache. He told me that the 
 Federal troops had acted splendidly ; they 
 were stationed opposite the place Avhere 
 the Confederate troops marched up and 
 stacked their arms ; and they seemed to 
 feel sorry for the poor fellows Avho had 
 defended the place for so long a time. 
 Far different from what he had expected, 
 not a jeer or taunt came from any one of 
 the Federal soldiers. Occasionally a cheer 
 would be heard, but the majority seemed 
 to regard the poor unsuccessful soldiers 
 with a generous sympathy. After the sur- 
 render, the old gray-headed soldier, in 
 passing on the liill near the cave, stopped, 
 and touching his hat, said : " It's a sad day, 
 this, madam ; I little thought we'd come 
 to it, when we first stej^ped into the en- 
 trenchments. I hope you'll yet be happy, 
 madam, after the trouble you've seen ;" 
 to which I mentally responded^ ' Amen.' 
 The poor hunchback soldier, who had been 
 sick, and who, at home in Southern Mis- 
 souri, is worth a million of dollars, I have 
 been told, yet within Vicksburg has been 
 nearly starved, walked out to-day in the 
 pleasant air, for the first time in many 
 days." 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC 
 
 607 
 
 General Butler as a Young LawTrer. 
 The shrewd dodge resorted to by But- 
 ler, when a young lawyer, in the acquittal 
 of a counterfeiter, and the strange figure 
 cut by Ben on the street, in wrestmg him 
 from the hands of a constable, are among 
 the memorabilia of the General's former 
 days. It so happened that one of the ed- 
 itors of the Lowell Courier was present 
 and witnessed both scenes of the farce. 
 
 Gen. Butler as a Young Lawjer. 
 
 The same evening, therefore, a column 
 Avas devoted to Butler, describing in hu- 
 morous and sarcastic language his exploits 
 of the forenoon at the court-house. The 
 next morning, Butler appeared in the 
 sancfum of the Courier,, armed Avith a for- 
 midable raw-hide, and demanded of Colo- 
 nel Schouler, the senior editor of the 
 paper — afterwards Adjutant-General of 
 Massachusetts — the name of the author 
 of the offensive article. 
 
 " I'm not accustomed to reveal the au- 
 thorship of any portion of the original 
 matter Avhich appears in my paper," replied 
 the Colonel: "I hold myself, however, 
 personally responsible for the whole of it." 
 
 " If you wish to know so very much the 
 author of that article, I wrote it, Mr. But- 
 ler," meekly interposed the youthful assist- 
 ant editor, turning around from his desk 
 at the opposite side of the room. 
 
 " I suppose you did, you — ^- scoun- 
 drel," screamed Butler, brandishing his 
 raw-hide, " and I've come up here to 
 thrash you within an inch of your life, 
 
 unless you promise to publish in this 
 evening's paper a humble apology for it." 
 
 " I shall do no such thing," replied the 
 assistant editor : " I have nothing to retract 
 — nothing to apologize for." 
 
 "Then take that!" shouted the irate 
 attorney, bx'inging down his raw-hide a la 
 Brooks. 
 
 The assistant editor, dodging the badly 
 aimed blow, seized the just filled ink-stand 
 from the desk and let fly. He proved a 
 better piarksman than his antagonist. It 
 struck Ben flat as a flounder on the breast, 
 bespattering his bosom and face to a de- 
 gree his opponent could hardly have hoped 
 for. Just theil the door of the printing 
 office opened, and Ben was smartly seized 
 by half a dozen stout printers, hustled 
 down stairs in a most informal kind of gait, 
 and with tattered hat, face smeared with 
 ink, and torn coat, ejected into the street. 
 Whoever saw him, just then, was in no 
 doubt that somebody had got into a scrape ! 
 The contrast in " plucky Ben's " appear- 
 ance then and when he afterwards donned 
 his epaulettes and stars, was, to say the 
 least, quite suggestive. 
 
 Conversation 'with an Atlanta Young- Lady. 
 
 The order of General Sherman, after 
 the capture of Atlanta, expatriating all 
 the inhabitants of that city, in view of mak- 
 ing it a great military depot, or jpoint cCap- 
 pui, was the occasion of many a startling 
 domestic scene. The spirit which it bre<l 
 is well illustrated in the conversation given 
 below, between a young Southern lady, of 
 refinement, and a Union gentleman, just as 
 the former was starting on her tour of exile. 
 
 Young Lady — It is very hard to be ob- 
 liged to leave our home. We have not 
 felt the war before, except in the cost of 
 the luxuries of life. We did not believe 
 that your army would ever penetrate so far 
 south, but I suppose our removal is one 
 of the necessities of the situation, and we 
 would much rather give up our homes than 
 live near the Yankees. We will get far 
 enough away this time. 
 
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 Unionist — May I ask where you intend 
 to go? 
 
 Toung Lady — To Augusta, where your 
 aniiy can't come. 
 
 Unionist — I would not be sure of that. 
 It is a long way from Nashville to Atlanta, 
 — yet we are here. 
 
 Toung Lady (with ineffable scorn) — Oh, 
 yes, you will '■jlanh ' us, I suppose. 
 
 Unionist — Possibly, madam. 
 
 Toung L^ady — Look here, sir ; there are 
 not two nations on the face of the earth, 
 whose language, customs and habits are 
 different, and who are geographically sepa- 
 
 Railroad Depot at Atlanta, 6a. 
 
 rated as wide as the poles, but what are ; 
 nearer to each other than the North and 
 the South. Thei-e are no two peoples in 
 the world who hate each other more. 
 
 Unionist — I hardly think there is the 
 difference you describe, miss. It seems to 
 me just as if you and I were Americans, 
 with no vital points of difference between 
 us which may not be settled some day. 
 And then, I protest agamst the idea tliat 
 we ' hate you.' I understand public feel- : 
 ing at the North pretty well, and such a j 
 sentiment does not exist there generally. | 
 
 Toung Lady — "Well, sir, we hate you ; 
 we will never live with you again. If ^ 
 you whip us, and any of these mean poli- 
 ticians in the South (and there are thou- 
 sands of them who Avill be only too glad 
 to do it) offer terms of reconstruction, we 
 
 will throw ourselves into the arms of 
 France, which only wait the chance to 
 embrace us. 
 
 Unionist — Reconstruction will undoubt- 
 edly come about in time, miss. But we 
 shall not permit France or any other for- 
 eign power to interfere. France would 
 embrace you, without doubt, if she gets a 
 chance, but it will be the hug of an ana- 
 conda, who will swallow you whole, with- 
 out mastication. 
 
 Toung Lady — Anything rather than 
 become subject to the North. "We will 
 not submit to that degradation. 
 
 Unionist — If you are de- 
 ^ " ~-~-..,^ featcd you will; and then you 
 '"— . \^ will have thoroughly learned 
 ?f=-- j what your people have never, 
 before the war, in the slight- 
 est degree undei'stood — how 
 to respect us. I assure you, 
 friendship follows very close 
 upon the heels of mutual 
 respect. 
 
 Toung Lady — There is 
 
 much truth in that, sir, and 
 
 we are willing to confess that 
 
 we never even believed the 
 
 North would fight; and while 
 
 there is a certain feeling of 
 
 respect which has been forced upon us, 
 
 we hate you all the more now, because we 
 
 despised you before. 
 
 Alas ! the Poor Soldier. 
 Shortly after one of the terrible battles 
 on the soil of Virginia, which sent thou- 
 sands of brave soldiers to their last home, 
 and mangled and mutilated thousands more 
 for life, a wounded soldier Avas observed 
 wearily making his way along Main street, 
 Worcester, Mass., among the hurrying 
 crowds which thronged the walk. One 
 empty coat sleeve showed that the aim 
 of one rebel musket at least had not been 
 faulty. As he was jostled rudely along, 
 the blood trickled slowly down to the pave- 
 ment, proving that the wound was far 
 from healed. Presently two young women 
 
DOIMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 
 
 609 
 
 — hardly worthy the name of ' ladies,' 
 although attired as such, — approached. 
 They, too, saw the maimed and bleeding 
 soldier, and daintily drawing closer their 
 flowing robes, with their delicate noses ele- 
 vated in disgust, they shrunk away with 
 sundry little feminine exclamations of dis- 
 gust and aversion. As the unfortunate 
 soldier stepped within the shadow of a 
 doorway, and leaned his head upon his 
 
 Alas, poor Soldier ! 
 
 remaining arm, to hide the tears which 
 their deeds and words toward one of a 
 sensitive nature had caused to moisten his 
 eyes, a spectacle of lonely desolation, 
 caused by such heartless ingratitude, was 
 presented, which brought pity from more 
 than one passer by. 
 
 Senor B 
 
 In thf 
 
 — and tlie Confederate Brig-adier's 
 
 Daughter, 
 summer of 18 GO, Senor B , 
 
 the son of a wealthy Cuban planter, was 
 staying at Saratoga. While there he be- 
 came acquainted with Miss Eugenie F., 
 daughter of a well known Mobile banker. 
 The parties became enamored of each 
 other, and all thmgs being satisfactory, 
 they became betrothed with the consent 
 of the old folks, and the marriage was ap- 
 pointed to take place on the 1 6th of Au- 
 gust, 1861. The lady returned to her home, j bell 
 38 
 
 Avhile the gentleman went back to Cuba 
 to arrange and settle his private affairs, 
 with a view of permanently residing in 
 the United States. About one month be- 
 fore the time appointed for the nuptials to 
 take place, the Mobile banker received 
 and accepted a commission as Brigadier- 
 General in the Confederate service, and 
 in his first battle, a few weeks after, re- 
 ceived a mortal wound. His sudden death 
 involved the family 
 in unexpected embar- 
 rassment, and from a 
 state of wealth they 
 were plunged into 
 comparative obscuri- 
 ty and poverty. Upon 
 this state of affairs 
 being made known 
 to the father of Senor 
 B., he broke off the 
 match between the 
 latter and Miss Eu- 
 genie, and interdicted 
 even the slight cor- 
 respondence afforded 
 through the medium 
 of blockade runners. 
 Thus matters remained for a considerable 
 time, until finally the old man died, leav- 
 ing the son free, of course, to wed the 
 maiden of his choice. He immediately 
 took passage for, and after several days 
 reached, Mobile. He there found that his 
 intended mother-in-law, overcome with 
 grief at her husband's falling in battle, had 
 succumbed to the fell destroyer, and fol- 
 lowed her partner to the grave, while 
 Eugenie was conducting a seminary for 
 young ladies. The meeting between the 
 young couple need not be described — it 
 will suffice to say, that the school Avas 
 given up, the parties married, and in a 
 few days embarking from Wilmington, 
 North Carolina, they arrived in safety at 
 Nassau. From thence they went to New 
 
 York, and " all' Avcnt merry as a marriage 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 Private W. in Love and Luck. 
 
 At the first battle of Bull Kun there 
 
 was a soldier by the name of W , who, 
 
 like many others on that memorable occa- 
 sion, straggled away from his command- 
 After walking, or rather running, for sev- 
 eral hours, he became very much fatigued, 
 and after taking good precaution that there 
 were no rebels either within sound or 
 sight, he lay down to sleep by the side of 
 a fence, and slept sweetly and soimdly 
 duruig the night. Late in the morning, 
 when the sun was indeed near midnoon, 
 he woke to find himself in a strange land, 
 and perhaps among the bitterest enemies 
 of the couptry. 
 
 But the demand of hunger soon silenced 
 the voice of prudence and caution. See- 
 ing a mansion on a hill in the distance, 
 suiTounded by parks and meadows, orch- 
 ards and evergreens, artificial fomitains 
 and natural streams of clear running wa- 
 ter, in fact everything tending to show 
 that it was one of the first-class old Virgi- 
 nia plantations, the home of courtly ele- 
 gance and refinement, our soldier, tired 
 with a weary step, and a fainting, famish- 
 ing heart, knocked at the door of the man- 
 sion. He was cordially received, for the 
 old Virginia planter Avas faithful among 
 the faithful few. He remained long enough 
 to recruit his wasted energies and get in- 
 formation as to the most direct route to 
 Washington. But the name of the young 
 soldier was not forgotten by the planter, 
 nor his manly bearing and genial tempera- 
 ment. 
 
 W- 
 
 re-enlisted in another regiment, 
 and at the second battle of Bull Run was 
 severely though not dangerously Avounded. 
 He Avas taken to the hospital at Washing- 
 ton. His old Virginia friend, Avho had so 
 liighly appreciated his character, learned 
 of his illness. He sent to the hospital and 
 obtained an order for permission to take 
 liim to his o^^^l home. He Avas removed, 
 AA'hen through the kindness of the planter 
 and the attentions of his daughtei", the 
 
 young man gradually recovered from the 
 effects of his wound, and Avas himself again. 
 A tender regard had in the meantime 
 sprung up betAveen the young lady and the 
 young soldier, and, to cut very short the 
 turn the story in such cases made and 
 provided usually takes, they Avere betroth- 
 ed. The soldier returned to his northern 
 home on furlough. But Avhile there he 
 learned of the sudden and severe indispo- 
 sition of her Avho Avas soon to become his 
 bride. Shocked at the unexpected intel- 
 ligence, he hastened on his journey back 
 to her side, but, as the sad result shoAved, 
 only to bury her loved form in the cold em- 
 brace of the grave. The«old man, hoAvever, 
 still true to the attachment he had formed 
 for the young soldier, told him that he in- 
 tended to make him liis heir, — that he had 
 no childi'en left, and no relatives, except 
 those in rebellion, and that he should noAv 
 share with him his estate. He at once 
 gave him a deed to a considerable prop- 
 erty in Cliicago. The young man, a fcAV 
 Aveeks after, visited that modern miracle 
 and Babylon combined, and found that his 
 little Chicago fortune Avould realize the 
 handsome sum of tAA'O hundred thousand 
 dollars, being offered sixty thousand dol- 
 lars for a single block to which he had 
 fallen heir. But this is not all of the 
 strange and eventful story. The old man 
 soon after died, leaving all his fortune — 
 more than eight hundred thousand dollars 
 — to the young Union soldier. 
 
 Pictures of Mrs. Major Gr and her 
 
 "Boy." 
 
 Mrs. G , Avife of a slain officer, was 
 
 promoted by the President of the United 
 States to the position of Major in the 
 aniiy, in recognition of her bi'aA'cry in the 
 field and services in the hospital to the 
 Union soldiers. The female Major after- 
 Avards sojourned in Cle\'eland for some 
 days, and finally Avas married there to a 
 private in the Forty-ninth New York regi- 
 ment — a mere boy. The happy couple 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC. 
 
 611 
 
 subsequently visited an artist's studio for 
 the purpose of having their likenesses 
 taken. The lady Major, after inquiring 
 the price of several cases — and failing to 
 be suited thereat — exclaimed : " If you 
 knew who I am, perhaps you would give 
 me a picture ! " She then exliibited to 
 the operator several badges, etc., and made 
 known her name and position. "I can 
 see no reason why you should not pay for 
 a picture, and a good round price at that, 
 for you are getting a pretty plump salary," 
 said Mr. Operator. " That may be," archly 
 replied the bright woman, " but do you see 
 that 'ere boy ? " pointing to her husband : 
 " In all probability, besides having him to 
 take care of, I shall have his dad and 
 mammy on ray hands soon ! " Matters 
 were finally " adjusted," and Mrs. Major 
 
 G did not leave without a picture of 
 
 herself and " boy." 
 
 Northern Schoolma'ams in G-eorg-ia. 
 A body of Federal prisoners had reached 
 Rome, Georgia, en route for Richmond. 
 Weary, famished, thirsting, they were 
 herded like cattle in the street, under the 
 burning sun, — a public show. It was a 
 gala day in that modem Rome. The 
 women, naagnificently arrayed, came out 
 and pelted them with balls of cotton, and 
 with such characteristic feminine sneers 
 and taunts as, " So you have come to 
 Rome, have you, you Yankees ? How do 
 you like your welcome ? " — and then more 
 cotton and more words. The crowds and 
 the hours came and went, but the mockery 
 did not intermit, and the poor fellows were 
 half out of heart. Major P., of an Ohio 
 regiment, faint and ill, had stepped back a 
 pace or two and leaned against a post, 
 when he was lightly touched upon the 
 arm. As he looked around, mentally 
 nervmg himself for some more ingenious 
 insult, a fine looking, well dressed boy of 
 twelve stood at his elbow, his frank face 
 turned up to the Major's. With a furtive 
 glance at a rebel guar(J who stood whh 
 his back to them, the lad, pulling the Ma- 
 
 jor's shirt, and catching his breath, boy- 
 fashion, said, 
 
 " Are you from New England ? " 
 
 " I was born in Massachusetts," was the 
 reply. 
 
 " So was my motTier," returned the boy, 
 brightening up ; " She was a New England 
 girl, and she was what you call a ' school- 
 ma'am,' up north ; she married my father, 
 and I'm their boy, but how she does love 
 New England and tha Yankees, and the 
 old United States, and so do I." 
 
 The Major was touched, as well he 
 might be, and his heart warmed to the 
 boy as to a young brother ; and he took 
 out his knife, severed a button fi-om his 
 coat and handed to him for a remembrance. 
 
 " Oh, I've got half a dozen just like it. 
 See here ! " and he took from his pocket 
 a little sti'ing of them, gifts of other boys 
 in blue. " My mother would like to see 
 you," he added, " and I'll go and tell her." 
 
 " WJiat are you doing there I " growled 
 the guard, suddenly wheeling around upon 
 him, and the boy slipped away into the 
 crowd and was gone. Not more than half 
 an hour elapsed before a lovely lady, ac- ^ 
 companied by the little patriot, passed 
 slowly down the sidewalk next to the curb- 
 stone. She did not pause, she did not 
 
 Gov. Andrew, of Mass. 
 
 speak ; if she smiled at all it was faintly ; 
 but she handed to one and another of the 
 prisoners bank notes as she went. As 
 they neared the Majoi', the boy gave him 
 
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 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, 
 
 a significant look, as much as to say, 
 " Thai's my New England mother.^' The 
 eyes of the elegant lady and the poor, 
 weary officer met, for an instant, and she 
 passed away like a vision out of sight. 
 Who would not join in fervently breath- 
 ing two beautitudes : God bless the young 
 Georgian, and blessed foi'ever be the north- 
 em school-ma'am ! 
 
 Yes, she was one of those Massachu- 
 setts ministers q^ wisdom and good- 
 ness, so many of whom, under the inspi- 
 ration of that great-hearted man, Gover- 
 nor Andrew, have left the Old Bay State, 
 and all its jrttractious of jnety, literature, 
 thrift and refinement, to instruct and ele- 
 vate the children of the South, and reclaim 
 its vast moral wastes. 
 
 "Hopeless Cases." 
 When the wounded were being brought 
 into the churches at Leesburg, after the 
 battle, friend and foe were accommodated 
 alike with whatever the Confederates had, 
 and the ladies were busy in their various 
 offices of mercy and kindness. Outside 
 one of the churches a tent was raised for 
 the reception of the dead. Lieutenant 
 Small, of the Confederate service, was 
 searching for a poor friend of his among 
 the many bodies, and found two Yankees, 
 thrown in among the others. They Avere 
 sighmg, and he immediately pulled them 
 out, placed a body under their heads for 
 a pillow, and examined their hurts- One 
 had received a shot in the left <eye ; being 
 a common round musket ball, it had passed 
 round the skull and came out at the left 
 ear. In the second case, the ball had 
 passed in a direction exactly opposite to 
 this. They were not dead, but they had 
 been thrown aside to die, while many of 
 their comrades Avere comfortably provided 
 for in churches and schools. The doctors 
 in attendance Avere busy, and treated 
 Lieutenant S. like a Union sympathizer, 
 and to all his appeals in behalf of suffer- 
 ing humanity, SAvore roundly that they 
 had sometliing more important to attend 
 
 to, particularly as the two Yankees Avere 
 pronounced by all the physicians as ' hope- 
 less cases.' But the Lieutenant's appeal 
 to the ladies was answered by instant 
 kindness. They proceeded to the ' dead 
 tent,' and stated that the two sufferers had 
 been there all day, and were considered 
 dead. Lieutenant S. procured some ex- 
 cellent Avhiskey for them, their faces were 
 Avashed, more spirit Avas administered at 
 proper inteiwals, food was given, and to 
 the astonishment of all the doctors, those 
 two fellows were walking about the streets 
 of Leesburg in less than three days, com- 
 fortably smoking their pipes, or fighting 
 their battles over again, around the fire 
 of the mess-rooms. 
 
 Yankee Pris'ner 'Scaped from Richmon'. 
 
 " John Bray," of the First Ncav Jersey 
 cavalry, Avas captured by a band of Mos- 
 by's rough-riders, at Warrenton, Va., and 
 duly escorted as a prisoner to Richmond. 
 From this imprisonment he, by great dex- 
 terity, managed to escape, one Sabbath — 
 a holy day Avhich blessed his deed. At 
 eleven o'clock that night he was within 
 nine miles of New Kent Court House, 
 having traveled a distance of twenty-one 
 miles since noon. He passed that night 
 in a SAvamp, asleep, exhausted, chilled, and 
 sore, and had lost liis Avay. The next 
 morning, Avhile pursuing again his dcAaous 
 path, a negro suddenly confronted him. 
 Says " John : " — Whence he came I knew 
 not ; I only knew that he stood before me 
 Avith a look of inquiry in his eyes, as much 
 as to say, Who are you, sir? I AA^as, of 
 course, startled ; but I remembered that I 
 Avore a rebel uniform, and met him accord- 
 ingly. But he Avas not to be deceived. 
 
 " Yer can't come dat game on dis chil'," 
 he said with a sparkle in his eye ; " I 
 knoAvs you, sar ; you'se a Yankee pris'ner 
 'scaped from Richmon'." Then, as if to 
 reassure me, he hurriedly added, "But 
 Lor' bless yer, massa, I won't tell on yer ; 
 I'se real glad yef's got aAvay." 
 
 I saw in a moment the felloAV could be 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 
 
 613 
 
 trasted — I have never seen a negro yet, 
 in this war, who could not be trusted by 
 the Union soldier; and so I unbosomed 
 myself to him at once, telling him the 
 
 pushed on, keeping the road as nearly as 
 I could. 
 
 At eleven o'clock, Tuesday night, " John 
 Bray " reached the suburbs of Williams- 
 
 Enjoying the Negro's Hospitality. 
 
 whole story of my escape, that I had lost 
 my Avay, that I had not eaten a morsel of 
 food hi twenty-four hours, and that if he 
 could help me in any way I would be more 
 indebted than I could describe. 
 
 " Dis chir glad to help yer," he replied, 
 in a tone of real pleasure, and with a 
 bright look in his eyes, and at once started 
 off at a rapid pace, leading me across the 
 fields, a distance of four miles, to the 
 house of another negro, to whom he ex- 
 plained my situation and wishes. Here I 
 was given somethmg to eat, both the 
 man and woman treating me with the 
 greatest kindness ; and after a short rest 
 again set out, this time with my host 
 as guide, for the main road, from which 
 I had wandered. This was soon reached, 
 and parting with my black friend, I 
 
 burg, the goal of all his wanderings, but 
 not without passing through many and 
 perilous adventures. 
 
 Frankie Bragg, the Boy Patriot at Don- 
 elsou. 
 
 In one of the Union hospitals at Pado- 
 cah was one of Birges's sharpshooters, 
 who did such excellent service at Fort 
 Donelson. He was a brave and noble 
 boy. There were several kind ladies 
 taking care of the sick. Their presence 
 was like sunshine. Wherever they walk- 
 ed the eyes of the sufferers followed them. 
 One of these ladies thus spoke of little 
 Frankie Bragg : — Many will remember 
 him ; the boy of fifteen, who fought val- 
 iantly at Donelson, — one of the bravest 
 of Birges's sharpshooters, and Avho-e an- 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION. 
 
 swer to my questioning in regard to join- 
 ing the army was — 
 
 " I joined because I was so young and 
 strong, and because life would be worth 
 nothing to me unless I offered it for my 
 country ! " 
 
 I saw him die. I can never forget the 
 pleading gaze of his violet eyes, the brow 
 from which ringlets of light-brown hair 
 were swept by strange fingers bathed in 
 the death-dew, the desire for some one to 
 care for him, some one to love him, in his 
 last hours. I came to his side, and he 
 clasped my hand in his own, fast growing 
 cold and stiff". He said : 
 
 " 0, I am going to die, and there is no 
 one to love me. I did not think I was going 
 to die till now : but it can't last long. If 
 
 Frankie Bragg. 
 
 my sisters were only here ; but I have no 
 friends near me now, and it is so hard ! " 
 
 " Frankie, I know it is hard to be away 
 from your relatives, but you are not friend- 
 less ; I am your friend. Mrs. S — and 
 
 the kuid doctor are your friends, and we 
 will all take care of you. More than this, 
 God is your friend, and he is nearer to 
 you now than either of us can get. Trust 
 him, my boy. He will help you." 
 
 A faint smile passed ov^^ the pale suf- 
 ferer's features, as he asked — 
 
 " Oh, do you think he will ? " 
 
 Then, as he held my hands closer, he 
 turned his face more fully toward me, and 
 said : 
 
 " My mother taught me to pray when 
 
 I was a very little boy, and I never forgot 
 it. I have always said my prayers every 
 day, and tried not to be bad. Do you 
 think God heard me always ? " 
 
 ".Yes, most assuredly. Did he not 
 promise, in his good Book, from which 
 your mother taught you, that he would 
 always hear the prayers of his children ? 
 Ask, and ye shall receive. Don't you re- 
 member this? One of the worst things 
 we can do is to doubt God's truth. He 
 has promised, and he will fulfil it. Don't 
 you feel so, Frankie ? " 
 
 He hesitated a moment, and then an- 
 SAvered, slowly : " Yes, I do believe it. 
 I am not afraid to die, but I want some- 
 body to love me." 
 
 The old cry for love, the strong yearn- 
 ing for sympathy of kindred hearts — it 
 would not be put down. 
 
 " Frankie, I love you. Poor boy ! you 
 shall not be left alone. Is not this some 
 comfort to you ? " 
 
 " Do you love me ? Will you stay with 
 me, and not leave me ? " 
 
 "I will not leave you. Be comforted, 
 I will «tay as long as you wish." 
 
 I kissed the pale forehead as if it had 
 been that of my own child. A glad hght 
 flashed over his face. 
 
 " Oh, kiss me again ; that was given 
 
 like my sister. Mrs. S , won't you 
 
 kiss me, too ? I don't think it will be so 
 hai'd to die, if you will both love me." 
 
 It did not last long. With his face 
 nestled against mine, and his large blue 
 eyes fixed in perfect composure upon me 
 to the last moment, he breathed out his 
 life. So he died for his country, and rests 
 on the banks of the beautiful Ohio. 
 
 All for Nothing-. 
 
 The kind of work which was accom- 
 iilished by the noble women of the North 
 and West, through the agency of the 
 Sanitary Commission, during the war, is 
 well known. Here is an incident in 
 point : — 
 
 A Scotch woman, after nursing her 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PEISON, ETC, 
 
 615 
 
 wounded son until he was almost well, found 
 her money so nearly gone that she could 
 not remain with him ; yet she could not 
 bear to leave him dependent only on the 
 ordinary hospital supplies, lest, as she 
 said, " he shouldn't be so well." A kind 
 friend took her to a storehouse, to procm'e 
 a few luxuries for her boy. He ordered 
 a supply of sugar, tea, soft crackers, and 
 canned fruit, then chicken and oysters, 
 then jelly and Avine, brandy, milk, and 
 under-clothing, until the basket was full. 
 As the earlier articles nestled under its 
 lids, her face was glowing with satisfaction ; 
 but, as the latter lots were being added, 
 she would draw him aside to jdiisper, that 
 it was too much — really, she hadn't enough 
 money; and when the more expensive 
 items came from the shelves, the shadow 
 of earnestness which gloomed her coimte- 
 nance, grew into one of perplexity, her 
 soul vibrated between motherly yearning 
 for the lad on his bed, and the scant purse 
 in her pocket, until, slowly and with great 
 reluctance, she began to return the costli- 
 est of the tempting assortment. 
 
 " Hadn't you better ask the price ? " 
 asked the guide. 
 
 " How much is it ? " 
 
 " Nothing," replied the storekeeper. 
 
 " Sir ! " queried she, in the utmost 
 amazement ; " nothing for all this ? " 
 
 " My good woman," asked the guide, 
 " have you a Soldiers' Aid Society in your 
 neighborhood ? " ^'■ 
 
 Yes, they had ; she belonged to it her- 
 self. 
 
 " "Well, w^iat do you suppose becomes of 
 the garments you make, and the fruits you 
 put up ? " 
 
 She hadn't thought ; she supposed they 
 went to the army ; but she was evidently 
 bothered to know what connection there 
 should be between their Aid Society and 
 the basket. 
 
 "These garments that you see, come 
 from your society, or other societies just 
 like youi'S ; so did these boxes and bar- 
 rels ; those fruits from Boston ; that wine 
 
 was purchased with gold from California ; 
 and it is all for sick soldiers — your son, as 
 much as for any one else. This is the 
 kind of work done by the United States 
 Sanitary Commission." This work, in- 
 deed, was a peculiar bond of union be- 
 tween the loyal and true-hearted women 
 of our country, enlisting, as it did, the act- 
 ive efforts of such ladies as Mrs. Lincoln, 
 Mrs. Grant, Mrs. Halleck, &c., and reach- 
 ing to every family, however humble, 
 North and West. 
 
 How to Take the Oath. 
 A former belle and well known young 
 lady of Louisville, Ky., — though not too 
 yoimg to marry, was too rebellious to vow 
 the allegiance and fidelity of her heart to 
 the flag of the Union. Hymen held out his 
 hand filled with tempting greenbacks ; but 
 military law is very severe and exacting, 
 making no discrimmation in favor of the 
 softer sex. The God of domestic bhss 
 had to evacuate his position until the God 
 of war was appeased, and this could only 
 be done by the belle aforesaid taking an 
 oath to support the Union. "While the 
 lady was modest enough to look for a 
 union of hearts, she cai'ed nothing for that 
 political Union which a non-clerical law 
 exacted. Rather than forego the joys and 
 delights of married life, however, and 
 waste her sweetness in single solitude, the 
 little rebel beauty took the oath of alle- 
 giance to the United States Government, 
 and married — " a Yankee invader ! " The 
 joke was considered a good one, especially 
 on the part of the bride ; and could the 
 bridegroom be otherwise than a happy 
 man in the companionship of such a loyal 
 w^oman for a wife ? 
 
 General Rice to his Mother. 
 The following is an extract from the 
 last letter written by General James C. 
 Rice, just before the battles in the "Vir- 
 ginia Wilderness, in one of which the 
 noble General lost his life. It was to his 
 aged mother, living in Worthington : — 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 "We are about to commence the cam- 
 paign, the greatest in magnitude, strength 
 and importance since the beginning of the 
 war. God grant that victory may crown 
 our arms ; that this wicked rebeUion may 
 be crushed, our Union preserved, and 
 peace and prosperity again be restored to 
 our beloved country. My faith and hope 
 and confidence are m God alone, and I know 
 that you feel the same. I trust that God 
 may again graciously spare my life, as He 
 has in the past, and yet one cannot fall too 
 early if, loving Christ, he dies for his 
 country. My entire hope is in the cross 
 of my Saviour. Li this hope I am al- 
 Avays happy. We pray here in the army, 
 mother, just the same as at home. The 
 same God who watches over you, also 
 guards me. I ahvays remember you, 
 mother, in my prayers, and I know yoix 
 never forget me in yours. All that' I am, 
 under God, I owe to you, my dear mother. 
 Do you recollect this passage in the Bible : 
 " Thou shalt keep therefore the statutes, 
 that it may go well with thee, and thy 
 children after thee." How ti'ue this is in 
 respect to your children, mother. I hope 
 you will read the Bible and trust the 
 pi'omises to the last. There is no book 
 like the Bible for comfort. It is a guide 
 to the steps of the young — a staff to the 
 aged. 
 
 Well, my dear mother, good bye. We 
 are going agaui to do our duty, to bravely 
 ofler up our life for that of the country, 
 and " through God we shall do valiantly." 
 
 AVith much love, and many prayers, 
 that, -whatever may betide us, we may 
 meet in Heaven at last, I am your very 
 affectionate son, James. 
 
 Superfluities in "War Times among- the Fair 
 Sex. 
 
 The Provost Marshal of Memphis, 
 Tennessee, one day took several ladies in 
 custody, some of whom were of apparent 
 respectability, suspected of having been 
 engaged in smuggling goods into the Con- 
 federacy. As is usual in all such cases 
 
 of dealing with the fair sex, some strange 
 aiid curious developements were made, 
 after a little manipulation by a female ex- 
 aminer — " for such cases provided and 
 prepared." One had on a whole bolt of 
 the finest of linen — sufficient for a village 
 liaberdasher's stock — adjusted to answer 
 the purpose of a bustle (an article 7-ather 
 out of date in a modern woman's ward- 
 robe). Her corset was filled with tempt- 
 ing pieces of gold coin, quilted in, and 
 amounting to twelve hundred dollars. 
 Another had her form winsomly rounded 
 out Avith padding, made up of the best 
 dress silks, worth five dollars and upward 
 per yard — g[ecidedly extravagant even for 
 so choice a place and purpose. Her hose 
 were found to conceal, besides nature's 
 pedal supports, a quantity of gentlemen's 
 cravats — these being swathed carefully 
 and ingeniously about Iv&v rebellious little 
 legs. The third lady's ample hoops were 
 found to cover a number of yards of 
 broadcloth — by no conceivable hyj^othesis 
 necesi^ary in such a climate : and her bust 
 was filled out to the largest possible ma- 
 terial fullness Avith a museum of articles, 
 consisting mainly of jewelry, silk thread, 
 needles and medicines. The fair captives 
 were worth a good deal " as they stood," 
 and Avere well taken care of. 
 
 Woman as a Dernier Kesort. 
 
 Women have ahvays been employed to 
 persuade information out of unsuspecting, 
 but not unsuspected pei'sons, and they 
 bring a degree of tact and shi'ewdness into 
 play that hirsute humanity can never hope 
 to equaL Many a wasp has been caught 
 with their honey of h}^ocrisy. 
 
 Here is an illustration : A subordinate 
 Federal officer in a certain city had long 
 been suspected of disloyalty, but no ]n'oof 
 to Avarrant his arrest could be obtained, 
 and so as a dernier resort a woman Avas 
 set at him. She smiled her way into his 
 confidence, and became his " next best 
 friend," but, finding that ears Avere of no 
 use, — for he could not be induced to say 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PEISON, ETC, 
 
 617 
 
 one word of matters pertaining to his of- 
 fice, — she changed her plan of attack, and 
 turned a couple of ciu-ious, and, it is said, 
 beautiful eyes upon him. Not unfrequent- 
 ly he would ride out of town into the coun- 
 try, and be absent three or four hours and 
 return. 
 
 For all the hours of the twenty-four 
 but just these she could account. Within 
 them, then, lay the mischief, if mischief 
 there was, and she began to watch if he 
 made any preparation for these excursions. 
 None. He loaded his old-fashioned pis- 
 tol, drew on his gloves, lighted a cigar, 
 bade her a loving good-bye — " only that, 
 and nothing more." Was he deep and 
 she dull ? Time would show. At last, 
 she observed that he put an unusual charge 
 into the pistol, one day, and all at once 
 she grew curious in pistols. Would he 
 show her some day how to charge a pistol, 
 how to fire a pistol, how to be a dead shot? 
 And just at that minute she was athirst, 
 and would he bring her a lemonade ? She 
 was toying with the weapon, and he went. 
 
 The instant the door closed behind him 
 she drew the charge, for she knew quite 
 as much of pistols as he, and substituted- 
 another. She was not a minute too soon, 
 for back he came, took the pistol, and rode 
 away. No sooner had he gone than she 
 set about an examination of the charge, 
 and it proved to be plans and details of 
 Federal forces and movements, snugly 
 rolled together. The mischief was in the 
 pistol, then, though ndfte but a woman 
 would have thought of it, and so it was 
 that he carried information to his rebel 
 friends with rural prochvities. The wo- 
 man's purpose Avas gamed, and wdien the 
 officer returned, his " next best friend " 
 had vanished like an Arab, or a vision, 
 and he had hardly time to turn about be- 
 fore he was under arrest. 
 
 A Yoimg Woman Shoots a Guerrilla to 
 Avenge the Murder of Her Lover. 
 
 The following simple and unvarnished 
 story has hardly a parallel in the page of 
 
 fiction. Its strict truth is beyond ques- 
 tion : 
 
 MuRFREESBORo', June 28, 1864. 
 To the Editor of The Times : 
 
 The origmal of the following letter is in 
 my possession. The events so graphically 
 narrated, transpired in Overton county, 
 Tenn. I knew Dr. Sadler from a small 
 boy. The men who murdered him were 
 noted guerrillas, and killed him for no per- 
 sonal grudge, but on account of his senti- 
 ments. I have no personal acquaintance 
 with the young lady, but have the highest 
 
 A Young Woman Shoots a Guerrilla. 
 
 authority for stating that she is a pure, 
 high-minded girl, the daughter of a plain 
 farmer in moderate circumstances. It only 
 remains to state that Peteet was killed 
 January 30, and Gorden-iire February 4, 
 1864, so that the vengeance they invoked 
 has overtaken all thi-ee of the murderers 
 of M. G. Sadler. 
 
 John W. Bo"\ven. 
 
 Martin's Creek, April 30, 1864. 
 
 Major Cliff : According to promise, 
 I now attempt to give you a statement of 
 the reasons why I killed Turner, and a 
 brief history of the afiair. Dr. Sadler 
 had, for two years previoixs to his death, 
 seemed equally as near and dear to me as 
 a brother, and for several months nearer 
 than any person — my parents not except- 
 ed. If he had not, I never would have 
 done what I did — promise to be his. 
 
 The men who killed him had threatened 
 
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 his life often, because lie was a Union man ; 
 they said he should not live, and after he 
 had taken the oath they arrested him, but 
 Lieut. Oakly released him at Pa's gate. 
 He staid at Pa's till bed-time, and I warned 
 him of the danger he was in ; told him I 
 had heard his life threatened that day, and 
 that I felt confident he would be killed if 
 he did not leave the neighborhood, and 
 stay off until these men became recon- 
 ciled. He promised to go ; said he had 
 some business at Carthage, and Avould 
 leave. He promised us he would leave 
 the neighborhood that night or by daylight 
 next morning, and we felt assured he had 
 gone. But for some unaccomitable rea- 
 son he did not leave. 
 
 About 3 o'clock, p. m., next day, news 
 came to me at Mr. Johnson's, where I had 
 gone with my brother, that Dr. Sadler was 
 killed, I had met Peteet, Gordenhire, 
 and Turner on the road, and told my 
 brother that they were searching for Dr. 
 Sadler to kill him. Sure enough they 
 Avent to the house where he was, and, 
 strange to me after his warning, he per- 
 mitted them to come in. They met him 
 perfectly friendly, and said they had come 
 to get some brandy from Mr. Yelton, which 
 they obtained, and immediately after drink- 
 ing they all three drew their pistols and 
 commenced firmg at Sadler. He drew 
 his, but it was snatched away from him ; 
 he then drew his knife, which was also 
 taken away from him. He then ran 
 romid the house and up a stairway, escap- 
 ing out of their sight. They folloAved, 
 however, and searched till they found him, 
 and brought him doA\ai and laid him on a 
 bed, mortally wounded. He requested 
 some of his people to send for Dr. Dillin 
 to dress his wounds. It is strange to me 
 why, but Sadler's friends had all left the 
 room, when Turner went up and put his 
 pistol against the temple, and shot him 
 through the head. They all rejoiced like 
 demons, and stood by till he made his last 
 struggle. They thAi pulled his eyes open 
 and asked in a loud voice if he were dead. 
 
 They then took his horse and saddle and 
 pistols, and robbed him of all his money, 
 and otherwise insulted and abused his re- 
 mains. 
 
 Now, for this, T resolved to have re- 
 venge. Peteet and Gordenhii-e being 
 dead, I determined to kill Turner, and to 
 seek . an early opportunity of doing it. 
 But I kept that resolution to myself, 
 knowing that I would be prevented. I 
 went px'epared, but never could get to see 
 him. 
 
 On the Thursday before I killed him, I 
 learned he was preparing to leave for 
 Louisiana, and I detennined he should not 
 escape if I could prevent it. I m'ose that 
 morning and fixed my ^listols, so that they 
 would be sure fire, and determined to hunt 
 him all that day. Then sitting down I 
 wrote a few lines, so that if I fell my 
 friends might know where to look for my 
 remains. I took my knitting, as if I were 
 going to spend the day with a neighbor 
 living on the road toward Turner's. It 
 rained very severely, making the roads 
 muddy, so that I became fatigued, and 
 concluded to go back and ride next day, or 
 Saturday. ■ But Ma rode my horse on 
 Saturday, and left me to keep house. 
 
 We had company Sunday a. m., so that 
 I could not leave, but the company left 
 about noon, and I started again in search 
 of Turner. I went to his house about two 
 and a half miles from Pa's. I found no 
 one at home, and therefore sat down to 
 await his return# After waiting perhaps 
 one and a half hours, a ipan came to see 
 Turner, and not finding him he said he 
 supposed that he and his wife had gone to 
 Mrs. Christian's, his sister-in-law, who 
 lived about one-half mile distant. 
 
 I concluded to go there and see, fearing 
 the man would tell liim I was waiting for 
 him and he Avould escape me. I found 
 him there, and a number of other persons, 
 including his wife and her father and 
 mother. Most of them left when I en- 
 tered the house. I asked Mrs. Christian 
 if Turner was gone. She pointed to him 
 
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 at the gate just leaving. I looked at the 
 clock, and it was half-past four o'clock, 
 p. m. 
 
 I then walked out into the yard, and as 
 Turner was starting, called to him to stop. 
 He turned and saw I was preparing to 
 shoot him ; he started to run. I fired at 
 the distance of about twelve paces, and 
 missed. I fired again as quick as possi- 
 ble, and hit him in the back of the head, 
 and he fell on his face and knees. I fired 
 again and hit him in the back, and he fell 
 on his right side. I fired twice more, only 
 one of these shots taking effect. By this 
 time I was within five steps of him, and 
 stood and watched him till he was dead. 
 I then turned round and walked toward 
 the house, and met Mi'S. Christian and her 
 sister, his wife, coming out. They asked 
 me what I did that for? My response 
 was : 
 
 " You know what that man did on the 
 13th of December last — murdered a dear 
 friend of mine. I have been determined 
 to do this deed ever since, and I never 
 shall regret it." 
 
 They said no more to me, but commenced 
 hallooing and blowing a horn. I got my 
 horse out and started home, where I shall 
 stay or leave when I please, and say what 
 I please. 
 
 L. J. TV. 
 
 Bushwhackers Kept at Bay by a Brave 
 Girl. 
 
 "While Brigadier- General Brown was in 
 command of the Federal forces at Jefier- 
 son City, Missouri, an attempt was made 
 by three bushwhackers to enter the house 
 of Mr. Schwartz, twelve miles distant, but 
 who, being resolutely resisted by a young 
 lady of only fifteen years, undertook to 
 break down the door. It appears that on 
 being thwarted in their purpose to enter 
 the house, they declared they would come 
 in, at the same time trying to break down 
 the door. While this was going on, the 
 other inmates of the house, viz., Mr. 
 Schwartz, John Wise, Captain Golden, 
 
 government horse dealer, and a young man 
 in his employ, all left, taking with them — 
 as they supposed — all the arms and am- 
 munition. In their hasty retreat they left 
 behind a revolver, which Miss Schwartz 
 appropriated to her own use. She went 
 to the door, and on opening it, presented 
 the pistol at the leader of the gang, telling 
 them to " come on if they wanted to, and 
 that some of them should fall, or she 
 would." They threatened to kill her if she 
 did not leave the door. She replied : 
 
 " The first man who takes one step to- 
 ward this door dies, for this is the home 
 of my parents, and my brothers and sis- 
 ters, and I am able to, and shall defend 
 it." 
 
 Seeing that she was determined in her 
 purpose, and after holding a consultation 
 together, they left. 
 
 Here is one of the many instances of 
 true and brave-hearted courage ; — a young 
 girl of but fifteen fresh and tender sum- 
 mers, after all the inmates of the house, 
 even her father, had fled, leaving her 
 alone to her fate, — with the coui-age Avor- 
 thy a Joan of Arc, boldly defending her 
 native home against three blood-thnsty 
 and cowardly ruffians, and by her coolness 
 and heroic daring, succeeding in turning 
 them at their peril, from their hellish de- 
 signs. All honor to the heroism of that 
 truly American girl ! 
 
 Skull-Bone Memento Kept by a Lady. 
 
 Information was one day communicated 
 to the Provost-Marshal of St. Louis, Mis- 
 souri, that the wife of a well known Con- 
 federate officer, Warrack Hugh, — Captain 
 and Assistant-Inspector-General on Gen- 
 eral Leonidas Polk's staff, was in that city 
 and preparing to go to Jefferson City. 
 Orders were immediately issued for her 
 arrest, and carried out. In her possession 
 were found a number of secession articles, 
 a package of lettei's, and a piece of the 
 skull of a Union soldier, about two inches 
 square, and so thick that it must have been 
 a portion of the occipital bone, on which 
 
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 was the mscription, " Wilson's Creek, 
 Dec. 21st, 18G1," and then some obscure 
 chirography, half rubbed out, that looked 
 like ' Found on the spot.' In answer to a 
 question where she obtained it, she replied 
 by telling when she got it. In answer to 
 another, as to whether she knew Avhat it 
 ■was, she answered in the affirmative, — 
 that she knew it to be a portion of the 
 skull of a Union soldier. When inquired 
 of why she kept it, she replied, " For a 
 memento" — an miaccoimtable and pervert- 
 ed taste for a lady. She was committed 
 to the female department of the prison, 
 after an examination, and the pleasant 
 souvenirs Avere retained by the officials. 
 
 Clever Dogrs, but both, sucked Eggs. 
 During General, Birney's raid thi'ough 
 Florida, a bright little girl was found alone 
 in one of the houses, her parents having 
 ' skedaddled.' She Avas rather non-com- 
 mittal, for she did not know whether the 
 troops Avere Union or rebel. Tavo fine 
 dogs made their appearance, Avhile a con- 
 versation was being held Avith the child, 
 and she informed one of her questioners 
 that their names v/ere Gillmore and Beau- 
 regai-d. " Which is the best dog ? " asked 
 a bystander. " I don't knoAV," said she, 
 " they're both mighty smart dogs ; but 
 they'll either of 'em suck eggs if you don't 
 watch 'em." The troops left Avithout as- 
 certaming Avhether the family, of which 
 the girl was a hopeful scion, Avas Union or 
 rebel. 
 
 Rather be a Soldier's WidoAV than a Coward's 
 Wife. 
 One day a poor Avounded soldier on 
 crutches entered one of the Ncav York 
 city railway cars, Avhich on this occasion 
 happened to be occupied mainly by wo- 
 men. One of them considerately arose 
 and gave the wounded man her place. 
 Her neighbor, seemmg to be scandalized 
 by this abdication of feminine privilege, 
 asked her if it Avere possible that she had 
 voluntarily resigned her seat to ' that 
 
 man.' She replied she had ; that she had 
 a husband Avho Avas a soldier in the Union 
 army, and that she had done only Avhat 
 she AA'ould Avish others should do for him 
 in a similar situation. The other replied 
 that she had no husband in the army, and 
 Avas glad of it. " Well," retorted the true 
 American wife, " I Avould rather be a sol- 
 dier^ s widow than a coward's wife^ 
 
 Interesting' Contribution to a Sanitai'y Fair. 
 
 One of the contributions to the Cincin- 
 nati Sanitary Fair consisted of a letter 
 from Thomas Clay to his father. When 
 the great statesman, Henry Clay, was liv- 
 ing, he purchased a farm for bis son Thom- 
 as, and stocked and prepared it thoroughly 
 for his use. After a fcAv years' residence 
 on the farm, Thomas wrote to his father 
 for more money, — that his farm needed 
 important improA'ements, and he had not 
 the Avherewith to procure Avhat he needed. 
 Mr. Clay replied to the effiict that as he 
 (Thomas) had squandered the means he 
 had given him in preparing the farm for 
 his use, he might now go to — . Thomas 
 replied ui a brief letter to his father, as 
 follows : 
 
 " My Dear Father : Your kind letter 
 of — instant is before me. I have perused 
 and digested its contents, and am obliged 
 to return you my Avarmest gratitude for 
 the kindly admonition it contains. The 
 destination you direct me to go will be 
 strange to me, and I have deemed it the 
 part of a dutiful son to request of you a 
 letter of introduction. 
 
 Hoping to hear from you, I remain your 
 most obedient and dutiful son, 
 
 Thomas Clay 
 
 Confederate Brooches not to General Viele's 
 Taste. 
 General Viele's method of dealing Avith 
 secession and its abettors was that of the 
 suaviter in modo, fortitur in re. For in- 
 stance, a lady Avent into his office to con- 
 sult him or demand some favor. He re- 
 ceived her Avith his usual politeness, but 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 
 
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 suddenly noticing that she wore the Con- 
 federate colors prominently, in the shape 
 of a brooch, he mildly suggested that it 
 would, perhaps, have been better taste to 
 come to his office without such a decoration. 
 
 " I have a right, Sir, to consult my own 
 wishes as to what I shall wear." 
 
 " Then, Madam," replied the General, 
 "permit me to claim an equal right in 
 choosing with whom I shall converse." 
 
 The dignified lady thought it best to 
 make a speedy exit from his presence. 
 
 Whoever- would read more of these 
 sparkling morceaux, will find a rich feast 
 in Dawley's admirable series — the " Camp 
 and Fireside Library." 
 
 Annie Lillybridgre and Lieutenant W . 
 
 Annie Lillybridge, of Detroit, was for 
 ' Union,' and in favor of the hardships and 
 dangers of war, if need be, to secure that 
 end. She courted, rather than shrank 
 from, those hardships, and bared her breast 
 to rebel bullets. * 
 
 According to Annie's account, her pa- 
 rents resided in Hamilton, Canada West. 
 In the spring of 1862, she was employed 
 in a dry goods store in Detroit, where she 
 became acquainted with Lieutenant W — , 
 of one of the Michigan regiments, and an 
 intimacy immediately sprang iip between 
 them. They corresponded for some time, 
 and became much attached to each other. 
 But during the ensuing summer season. 
 Lieutenant W. was appointed to a position 
 in the Twenty-first Michigan Infantry, 
 then rendezvousmg in Ionia county. 
 
 The thought of partmg from the gay 
 Lieutenant nearly drove Aimie mad, and 
 she resolved to share his dangers and be 
 near him. No sooner had" she resolved 
 upon this course than she proceeded to 
 act. Purchasing male attire she visited 
 Ionia, and enlisted in Captain Kavanagh's 
 Company, Twenty-first regiment. While 
 in camp she managed to keep her secret 
 from all ; not even the object of her at- 
 tachment, who met her every day, was 
 aware of her presence so near him. 
 
 Annie left with her regiment for Ken- 
 tucky, passed through all the dangers and 
 temptations of a camp-life, endured long 
 marches, and slept on the cold ground — 
 all without a murmur. At last, before the 
 battle of Pea Ridge, in which her regi- 
 ment took part, her sex was curiously dis- 
 covered by a member of her company, 
 upon whom she laid the injunction of se- 
 cresy, after relating to him her previous 
 history. 
 
 On the following day she Avas under fire, 
 and from a letter in her possession, it ap- 
 pears she behaved with marked gallantry, 
 and by her own hand shot a rebel Captain 
 who Avas in the act of firing upon Lieu- 
 tenant W. But the fear of reveahng her 
 sex continually haunted her. 
 
 After the 'battle, she was sent out with 
 others, to collect the wounded, and one of 
 the first corpses found by her was the sol- 
 dier who had discovered her sex. Days 
 and weeks passed on, and she became a 
 univei'sal favorite with the regiment; so 
 much so, that her Colonel, Stephens, fre- 
 quently detailed her as regimental clerk — 
 a position that brought her in close con- 
 tact Avith her lover, who, at this time, was 
 Major, or Adjutant, of the regiment. 
 
 A few weeks subsequently she was out 
 on picket duty, when she received a shot 
 in the arm that disabled her, and notAvith- 
 standing the efforts of the surgeon, her 
 wound grew worse from day to day. She 
 was sent to the hospital at Louisville, 
 Avhere she remained several months, when 
 she Avas discharged by the post surgeon, as 
 her arm Avas stiffened and useless. 
 
 Annie implored to be permitted to re- 
 turn to her regiment, but the surgeon was 
 unyielding, and discharged her. Annie 
 immediately hurried toward home. At 
 Cincinnati she told her secret to a benevo- 
 lent lady, and was supplied with female 
 attire. She declared she AA'ould enlist in 
 her old regiment again, if there Avas a re- 
 cruiting officer for the TAventy-first in 
 Michigan. She still clung to the Lieuten- 
 ant — said she must be near him if he fell, 
 
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 or was taken down sick — that where he 
 went she would go — and when he died, 
 she would end her life by her own hands. 
 
 Frank, the Pretty Female Bugler of the 
 Eighth Michigan. 
 
 In the spring of 18 Go, a Union Captain, 
 accompanied by a young soldier apparent- 
 ly about seventeen years of age, arrived 
 in Louisville, Ky., in charge of some rebel 
 prisoners. 
 
 Duruig their stay in Louisville, the 
 yomig soldier alluded to had occasion to 
 visit head-quarters, and at once attracted 
 the attention of Colonel Mundy as being 
 exceedingly sprightly, and possessed of 
 more than ordinary intelligence. Being 
 in need of such a young man at Barracks 
 No. 1, the Colonel detailed him for ser- 
 vice m that institution. 
 
 A few days subsequently, howevei', the 
 startling secret was disclosed, that the sup- 
 posed yomig man was a young lady, and 
 the fact was established beyond doubt by 
 a soldier who was raised in the same town 
 with her, and knew her parents. She ' ac- 
 •knowledged the corn,' and begged to be 
 retained in the position to which she had 
 been assigned ; having been in. the service 
 ten months, she desiretl to serve during the 
 Avar. Her wish was accordingly granted, 
 and she remained at her post. 
 
 Frank was born near Bristol, Penn., 
 and she was raised in Alleghany City, 
 the place of her parents' residence, — 
 highly respectable people, and in good cir- 
 cumstances. She was sent to a convent in 
 Wheeling, Virginia, at twelve years of age, 
 where she remained until the breaking out 
 of the war, havmg acquired a military ed- 
 ucation, and all the accomplishments of 
 modern usage. 
 
 She visited home after leaving the con- 
 vent, and, after taking leave of her pa- 
 rents, proceeded to Louisville in July, 
 1862, with the design of enlisting in the 
 Second East Tennessee Cavalry, which 
 she accomplished, and accompanied the 
 Army of the Cumberland to Nashville. 
 
 She was in the thickest of the fight at 
 Mui'freesboro,' and was severely wounded 
 in the shoulder, but fought gallantly, and 
 waded Stone river into Murfreesboro', on 
 the memorable Sunday on which our forces 
 were driven back. She had her Avound 
 dressed, and here her sex was disclosed, 
 General Rosecraus being made acquaint- 
 ed with the fact. 
 
 Frank was accordingly mustered out of 
 service, notwithstanding her earnest en- 
 treaty to be allowed to serve the cause she 
 loved so well. The General was A^ery 
 faA'orably impressed A\'ith her dai'ing bra- 
 very, and superintended the arrangements 
 for her transmission to her parents. She 
 left the Army of the Cumberland, resolved 
 to enlist again in the very first regiment 
 she met. When she arrived at Bowling 
 Green, therefore, she found the Eighth 
 Michigan there, and enlisted, and continued 
 to share its fortunes, being honored AAdth 
 the position of regimental bugler. She 
 was an excellent horseman ; saw and brave- 
 ly endured all the privations and hard- 
 ships incident to the life of a soldier ; and 
 gained an enviable reputation as a scout, 
 liaA'mg made several remarkable expedi- 
 tions, which were attended Avith signal 
 success. 
 
 Of only eighteen years of age, quite 
 small, and a beautiful figure, Frank was a 
 decided attraction. She had auburn hair, 
 Avhich she AA'ore quite short, and large blue 
 eyes, beaming Avith intelligence. Her 
 complexion, naturally very fair, became 
 somcAvhat bronzed from exposure. In 
 fine, she was exceedingly pretty and ami- 
 able. Her conversation denoted more 
 than ordinary accomplishment, and, what 
 was stranger than all, she appeared very 
 refined in her manners, giAdug no evidence 
 Avhatever of the rudeness Avhich might 
 naturally be expected from her camp and 
 ficVl contacts. 
 
 The pretty bugler stated that she had 
 discovered a great many females in the 
 army, and Avas intimately acquainted with 
 one such — a young lady holding a commis- 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 
 
 623 
 
 sion as Lieutenant in the army. She had 
 assisted in burying three female soldiers 
 at different times, whose sex was unknown 
 to any but herself. 
 
 Eating- up the Stars and Bars. 
 Notwithstanding General Butler's vigi- 
 lance in terrifying secessionism in the Cres- 
 cent City, there was revived, in March, 
 1863, the novelty of an openly avowed 
 secesh lady in the streets. IVIiss , de- 
 fying the celebrated order " No. 28," made 
 her appearance on the pavement with a 
 handkerchief round her neck, on the corner 
 of which was contemptuously displayed, 
 in conspicuously wrought colors, a rebel 
 flag. It is not probable that any particu- 
 lar notice would have been taken of the 
 circumstance if the fair owner had not 
 defiantly flouted said offensive symbol in 
 the face of a naval officer, who then very 
 promptly escorted the lady before General 
 Bowen. While the examination of the 
 case was going on, the young lady, in her 
 indignation and rancor, absolutely tore the 
 material of the symbolized flag out of the 
 handkerchief with her teeth, and ate it ujj, 
 so she literally put the blessed " Stars and 
 Bars " very near her heart. The hand- 
 kerchief was confiscated and the young 
 lady was ordered to report once a day, for 
 one month, to Captain Kilborn, Deputy 
 Provost Mai'shal, — durmg which time, it 
 is innocently intimated, the Captain had 
 several applications for positions of head 
 
 clerks. 
 
 » 
 
 Hostage Wanted for his Wife and Family. 
 When the so-called Provisional Gov- 
 ernment of Kentucky was on its hegira 
 southward, they stopped and made a po- 
 litical and social call at the house of 
 Colonel Wm. H. Polk, the party being 
 under tlie^onvoy of George N. Sanders. 
 Just before leaving, and after receiving 
 the most hospitable treatment at the hands 
 of the Colonel, the latter addressed San- 
 ders, and said that he had a particular 
 favor to ask. 
 
 " Bill," said George to his host, speak- 
 ing out of a full heart and a full chest, 
 " Bill, you are a boy after my own heart ; 
 whatever request you make I grant." 
 
 "It is only a trifle," said Mr. Polk, 
 " which you can easily grant, and which 
 will please you." 
 
 " It is granted," interrupted the grateful 
 Sanders. 
 
 " I may be arrested," continued Mr. 
 Polk, " within a few minutes, for disagree- 
 ing with some measures which Gov. Har- 
 ris has urged upon the people." 
 
 " Never mind that," said the impetuous 
 Sanders, " I'll stand by you." 
 
 " All I want," continued Mr. Polk, " is 
 for you to return to Nashville as a hostage 
 for my wife and familyP 
 
 " Bill Polk," said George, gravely but 
 firmly, " you are a man I love ; I love 
 you, and I love your wife and family ; 
 hut if ever I go hack to Nashville may 1 
 he !" 
 
 Of course there was no reply to this, 
 and the redoubtable and wife-and-family- 
 loving George, with the Provisional Gov- 
 ernment, Avere soon on their way to the 
 dixiest part of Dixie. 
 
 Major B- 
 
 -, en route with the Spanish 
 Widow. 
 
 Some of the domestic and extra-person- 
 al experiences of the war will, at no dis- 
 tant day, furnish the staple of many a fine- 
 ly-wrought novellette — such, for instance, 
 
 1 Jbr 
 
 as the following, narra^d by an officer of 
 the Twenty-seventl 
 Army. Hear him: — 
 
 We had (says the narrator,) a very 
 pleasant trip down to the Crescent City, 
 with some political prisoners from the De- 
 partment of the Missouri, and pei-sons who 
 were allowed to pass into the Confederate 
 lines to see their relations, look after their 
 property, «&c. 
 
 Among the exiles was Ashton P. John- 
 ston of St. Louis, Marmaduke, late of the 
 Convention, Rev. Father Donnelly, of St. 
 Joseph, and others of less import. 
 
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 Among the ' voluntaries ' were young 
 maids and old maids, Avives and ^widows. 
 Among the young maids was one who con- 
 .fideiitially told me she was going to Mo- 
 bile to be married. It looked to me very 
 much like sending supplies to the enemy ; 
 but I couldn't help it, so let it go. They 
 nearly all came to this place in charge 
 of Captain Dwight, Assistant-Inspector 
 General of the Department of the INIis- 
 souri. 
 
 In the party w^as a young widow. 
 ' Pretty ! ' In my judgment she was in- 
 teresting — when was a young and pretty 
 widow not ? Being young, pretty, and a 
 widow, is it strange that a young officer, 
 to whose care she was entrusted, should 
 extend to her all the courtesies and atten- 
 
 Major B- 
 
 -, en route with the Spanish Widow. 
 
 tion proper and consistent with his official 
 position ? It was not strange ; nor was it 
 strange that in return for his kindness, 
 and at his solicitation, she should confide 
 to him the tale of her woes. 
 
 She was from Mexico ; her husband 
 had been conscripted in Texas, into the 
 rebel anny ; had died, leaving her the sole 
 proprietress of numerous droves of mus- 
 tangs, and the mother of two small chil- 
 dren, (mostly boys and girls.) 
 
 Her spirits and her person, draped in 
 the habiliments of mourning, for the length 
 
 of time deemed proper, she resolved to 
 quit the place where each familiar object 
 reminded her of the time spent in conju- 
 gal felicity with the dear departed one ; 
 that one ' gone to a ranch from which 
 there Avas no return ; ' so all the personal 
 property, with the exception of some un- 
 ruly mustangs, who refused to be ' cotch- 
 ed,' and some colored individual, Avho, 
 having heard of the Proclamation, refused 
 to be considered personal property, and 
 wouldn't be ' cotched neither/ was convert- 
 ed into Confederate tr — cash, and the 
 ranch vacated. 
 
 At Matainoras the Confederate money 
 was exchanged for gold, and passage secur- 
 ed on a Spanish vessel to Havana, which was 
 soon bounding across the Gulf. Tears 
 were shed, as on leaving one's native land 
 they will always be ; but it was all for the 
 best — a residence upon the beautiful island 
 of Cuba, a place in the aflections and 
 family of the dear relations Avho anticipat- 
 ed her coming — quiet walks beneath fra- 
 grant orange groves, — the air of that de- 
 lightful and salubrious climate — would go 
 far toward dispelling the gloom which 
 shrouded her young and ardent soul. 
 
 But, alas ! for the orange groves and 
 ambrosial atmosphere, a storm arose, the 
 ship was driven into an inlet oft' the coast 
 of Florida, Avas taken by our blockading 
 squadron off Key "West, for a blockade 
 ruimer,. and sent to New York, Avhere-, 
 after an examination, she was released, 
 and sent aAvay. 
 
 The fair AvidoAV, having escaped the 
 dangers of the sea, resolved not to venture 
 again, till her nerves had regained their 
 Avonted firmness. Having friends at St. 
 Louis, she resolved to visit that city. Ar- 
 riving there — there she remained until 
 the fall of Vicksburg and Port Hudson, 
 and the consequent opening of the Missis- 
 sippi river, when she resolved to attempt 
 Havana, this time via New Orleans. Ma- 
 jor B. was on the boat. The Major, you 
 must know, is a very gallant man. The 
 ladies, dear creatures, would fall in love 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC. 
 
 625 
 
 with him. In foct, the citadel of their af- 
 fections invariably capitulated when he 
 laid siege. 
 
 The Major was introduced to the fair 
 widow by the Captain in charge, and he 
 had a soul to sympathize with her in her 
 affliction, so to his special care was she 
 assigned. It was soon a mutual discovery 
 that their tastes and sympathies were sim- 
 ilar. Did he admire any particular scenery 
 along the shores ? — ditto, she. Together 
 they would pass hours in some retired 
 place upon the guards of the boat, in 
 sweet interchange of thought and senti- 
 ment. 
 
 He had never met one before for whom 
 he had formed an attachment so sincere, 
 and she, from the moment when first in- 
 troduced, felt that she saAV in him the re- 
 alization of her hopes. In him she saw 
 the only one who should ever catch the 
 untamed mustangs, and again bring joy 
 to the ranch. 
 
 Thus did this enamored pair pa:^s the 
 long hours of the journey. Arrived in 
 New Orleans. Would the Major be so 
 kind as to secure her rooms at the hotel, 
 and to make some inquiry after her imcle, 
 , who resided somewhere in the city ? Of 
 course he would. Mine host of the St. 
 Charles provided the proper apartments, 
 and, the widow duly domiciled therein, 
 the Major sallied forth to make inquiries 
 after " our uncle," in Avhich he was entire- 
 ly unsuccessful, not being able to find any 
 gentleman of that name. The Avidow felt 
 sad — was disapjwinted. 
 
 Her uncle was formerly a man of Avealth 
 and influence, and she had not calculated 
 upon having any difficulty in finding him ; 
 but this cruel war had changed every- 
 thing ; and then the beautiful eyes of the 
 fair and fascinating Avidow filled with tears. 
 
 It grew rather embarrassing to the Ma- 
 jor. He was expecting to meet his wife, 
 who was waiting in the city for him, hav- 
 ing come around via the Gulf. But the 
 fair creature whose head was reclinino' 
 39 
 
 upon his shoulder, and whose heaving bo- 
 som was beating against his own, knew 
 nothing of that — she only knew, as she 
 said, that in that great city, among stran- 
 gers, without the Major her heart would 
 break. 
 
 How benevolent the Major's intentions 
 may have been can only be conjectured, 
 for unlooked-for events will sometimes 
 play the deuce with one's arrangements. 
 At least it was so in this case. The fact 
 was, the wife of the Major learning of his 
 arrival made inquiries, and ascertaining 
 that he had taken No. — , resolved upon 
 a pleasant surprise for him, so Avith tAvo 
 of the little majors in tOAV she proceeded 
 to No. — . Passing an adjoining room 
 she overheard the voice of the one sought 
 for, and thinking there must be some mis- 
 take in the nuiuber of the room, and that 
 where that familiar voice was heard must 
 be the right one, she pushed open the 
 door and entered. 
 
 Whether the scene AA'hich met her eye 
 Avas calculated to increase her faith in the 
 constancy of her spouse, or otherwise, 
 those Avho are able to judge must decide. 
 It is known, hoAvever, that the Major's 
 baggage Avas removed to another part of 
 the house before many hours had expired, 
 and that he Avas the recipient of a note, 
 through the clerk of the house, to the fol- 
 loAving effect : 
 
 ' Dear Major : — HaA^ing unexpectedly 
 found my uncle, I a^U relieve you and 
 yours from any further care upon my part, 
 if you will be so kind as to settle the bill 
 which the clerk will present to you. 
 
 Adios. L. 
 
 P. S. Not having sold my gold yet, 
 it is inconvenient for me to refund you the 
 
 dollars which you so kindly loaned 
 
 to me, L.' 
 
 The Major is a wiser man : he looks 
 meek, but will fire up upon any allusion 
 being made to mustangs or Spanish widoAVS. 
 
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 Grim War and the Innocents. 
 Eev. Dr. Maginnis stated at the session 
 of the Christian Commission in Saratoga, 
 that he was at Easton, attending a Synod, 
 when Harrisburg was in danger, and tlie 
 people came rushing down to meet the 
 common enemy. There he saw a compa- 
 ny marching resolutely along the street, 
 and among the multitudes who gazed upon 
 them as they passed was a little girl whose 
 tender eye rested upon the forms of those 
 noble men with a strange earnestness. 
 He watched her. As the company came 
 by she clasped her little hands, and then 
 began to shake and quiver, as she scanned 
 closely every soldier's face. Suddenly 
 she wrung her hands, and her childish 
 voice broke out in faint agony — " That's 
 him ! that's him ! That's papa ! Papa ! 
 He's going ! he's going ! " and she bowed 
 her head upon her bosom and wept. 
 
 Three Noble "Union Girls. 
 
 During the advance of Colonel Streight's 
 ill-fated raid in the spring, a portion of his 
 command had a heavy skirmish on the last 
 day of April, near a place called Day's 
 Gap. A Union soldier was killed in this 
 skirmish, and as a matter of necessity, his 
 body was left in possession of the foe. 
 The latter, after stripping the corpse, bu- 
 ried it beside the road on the spot where 
 he fell. They then drove a stake into the 
 ground, evidently intending to have it 
 pierce the body, and attached to it a pla- 
 card, the blasphemy of which was most 
 barbarous, and totally unfit to be recited. 
 The Union people suppressed their indig- 
 nation, for it would have been death to in- 
 terfere. They did not, however, forget 
 where the patriot was buried, and three 
 young ladies, with their own hands, some 
 time after, built a fence arpund the grave, 
 removed the stake, and planted evergreens 
 and flowers in attractive taste, to "bloom 
 and shed their fragrance over the resting 
 place of the defender of his country. 
 
 Honor to those noble girls ! 
 
 Letter of Sympathy from a Union Soldier to 
 a Confederate Officer's Betrothed. 
 
 It was in one of the skirmishes be- 
 tween the Fourteenth Army Corps under 
 General Sherman, and the Confederate 
 forces, that Lieutenant Ross, of Georgia, 
 was wounded and captured. His wound 
 soon proved fatal, but he was carefully 
 nursed to the last by Major Fitzgibbons, 
 of the Fourteenth Michigan regiment. 
 At the request of the dying man, Major 
 Fitzgibbons undertook to forward the per- 
 sonal effects of Ross to a young lady in 
 Oxford, Georgia, to whom he was engaged 
 to be married ; and accompanied them by 
 the following letter : — 
 
 Camp 14th Mich. Vet. Vol. Inf., 
 Near Atlanta, Ga., Aug. 8, 1864. 
 Miss Emma Jane Kennon, Oxford, Ga. : 
 
 Bereaved Girl : With melancholy pleas- 
 ure I herewith send to you the valuables 
 and personal effects of the late Lieutenant 
 Ross, Sixty-sixth Georgia. From his dy- 
 ing lips he told me he loved you above all 
 else in the world, and committing these 
 effects to my charge, his last sigh was 
 turned into a prayer that I would, if pos- 
 sible, send you your likeness, which he 
 carried next to and in his heart. 
 
 The asperities that demagogues engender 
 in the minds of those separated from the 
 field of battle and the scenes of death — 
 the unnatural bitterness of feeling that has 
 seemingly soured the better natures of our 
 countrymen and women in both extreme 
 sections of our common country — finds 
 neither home nor resting-place in the hearts 
 of this army of ours, and I assure you that 
 I took as tender and respectful hold and 
 care of your betrothed as if he were my 
 own comrade or brother. The innocence 
 depicted in his fair and beautiful face — his 
 heroic efforts at staying the retreat of his 
 fleeing comrades, won my heart and as- 
 sured him its sympathies and respect. 
 
 With this also fiind his purse and papers, 
 which, ' Vandal ' though I am, I feel will 
 be of greater value to you to get than sat- 
 
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 627 
 
 isfaction to me to withhold. He was con- 
 scious to the last, as I leai'ned from the 
 officer who cared for him, and seemed only 
 to deplore his death in parting from that 
 heaven he left in you. Two other Confed- 
 erate officers lay dead near him, but the 
 necessities of the moment prevented the 
 possibility of my delaying to find out any- 
 thing in relation to them. 
 
 Praying that God will put it into the 
 hearts of your people to return to the alle- 
 giance of your father's flag, under which 
 aU sections prospered, and which only will 
 prevent the further effusion of blood, and 
 sincerely and from my heart condoling 
 with you and his family in your bereave- 
 ment, 
 
 I am, sad girl, very respectfully, 
 Your obedient servant, 
 
 Thomas C. Fitzgibbons, 
 Major 14th Mich. Vet. Vol. Lif., U. S. A. 
 
 My Mother's Hand! 
 In one of those fierce engagements 
 which took place near Mechanicsville be- 
 tween the Confederate and Federal forces 
 in the eventful month of May, a young 
 Lieutenant of a Rhode Island battery had 
 his right foot so shattered by a fragment 
 of a shell that, on reaching "Washington 
 after one of those horrible ambulance 
 rides, and a journey of a week's duration, 
 he Avas obliged tcf undergo amputation 
 of the leg. He telegraphed home, hun- 
 dreds of miles away, that all was going 
 Avell, and with a soldier's fortitude, com- 
 posed himself to bear his sufferings alone. 
 Unknown to him, however, his mother, 
 one of those dear reserves of the army, 
 hastened up to join the main force. She 
 reached the city at midnight, and the 
 nurses would have kept her from him un- 
 til morning. One sat by his side fanning 
 him as he slept, her hand on the feeble, 
 fluctuating pulsations which foreboded sad 
 I'esults. But what woman's heart could 
 resist the pleading of a mother then ? In 
 the darkness, she was finally allowed to 
 glide in and take the place at his side. 
 
 She touched his pulse as the nurse had 
 done. Not a word had been spoken ; but 
 the sleeping boy opened his eyes jind 
 said : 
 
 " That feels like my mother's hand ! Who 
 is this beside me f It is my niother ; turn 
 up the gas and let me see my mother ! " 
 
 The two dear faces met in one long joy- 
 ful sobbing embrace, and the fondness pent 
 up in each heart sobbed and panted and 
 wept forth its expression. The tender- 
 loving but gallant fellow, just twenty-one, 
 his leg amputated on the last day of liis 
 three years' service, underwent operation 
 after operation, and at last, when death 
 drew nigh, and he was told by tearful 
 friends that it only remained to make him 
 comfortable, said, " he had looked death in 
 the face too many times to be afraid now," 
 and died as heroically as did the noble men 
 of the famed Cumberland. 
 
 Affecting Mementoes of Gettysburg:. 
 Among the many sad relics of the bat- 
 tlefield in Gettysburg, Pennsylvania, was 
 one which a soldier engaged in that dread- 
 ful fight picked up, namely, — a small pa- 
 per, which contained two separate locks 
 of hair attached thereto, directed to " Mr. 
 Wellerford," from Louisiana, by his wife, 
 in a beautiful handwriting. Below one 
 lock was " Fanny Wellerford," below the 
 other was " Richard Wellerford," — and be- 
 low both was "Our Darlings!" These 
 tender mementoes of his name and chil- 
 dren had been sent on to him by his at- 
 tached wife, to cheer his heart in the far 
 distant land to A\'hich the fortunes of war 
 had brought him ; and probably he wore 
 the tender testimonials near his heart, 
 when the fatal missile separated him from 
 those he loved in his far-off Southern 
 home. The tender relic of domestic love 
 went into the possession of strangers, 
 while the husband and father rested b* 
 neath the silent clods of a Northern val- 
 ley, — his grave probably unmarked and 
 undistinguished from the hundi'eds around 
 him, who met their death on tiie bloody 
 
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 field of Gettysburg. His wife and chil- 
 dren looked in vain for the return of that 
 loved hiisband and father ! But for the 
 bravery of Meade on that wide field of 
 blood, and the untiring energy of Governor 
 
 Governor Ourtin 
 
 Curtin, who, in the chair of state, gathered 
 together the mighty resources of his peo- 
 ple, to beat back that vast tide of southern 
 soldiery, how many more battlefields might 
 have been numbered on the soil of the 
 North ! 
 
 Buried witli his Sister's Picture. 
 
 The following incident was related by a 
 Confederate prisoner to an attendant, who 
 by many acts of kindness had won his 
 confidence : — 
 
 I was searching for spoils among the 
 dead and dying upon a deserted battlefield, 
 when I discovered a small gold locket upon 
 the person of a dying boy, apparently 
 about fifteen years of age. As I endeav- 
 ored to loose it from his grasp, he opened 
 his languid eyes and implored me, by all 
 that was good and pure, by the memory of 
 my own mother, not to rob him of his sis- 
 ter's picture : 
 
 " Oh," said he, " it was her last gift. I 
 promised her, when she kissed my cheek 
 at parting, that I would always wear it 
 near my heart, in life or death ! " (then, as 
 if throwing his whole soul into a plea, he 
 exclaimed :) " Oh, touch not my sister's 
 picture ! " 
 
 As the last Avords faltered upon his 
 tongue, his voice hushed in death. By the 
 dim light of the stars I hastily scooped a 
 shallow grave and buried him Avith his 
 sister's picture lying upon his breast. 
 
 Pretty Widows and Imprisoned Lovers. 
 A good looking young widow who 
 " bossed " a sewing machine in Wheeling, 
 Virginia, was m love with a notorious rebel 
 bushwhacker who had committed several 
 murders of Unionists, and was confined in 
 the Wheeling jail. His name was George 
 
 D , a son of the notorious Dan D , 
 
 and the widow's name Mary B . ]Ma- 
 
 ry was allowed to carry delicacies to 
 George, until she was detected in attempt- 
 ing to pass something of a contraband na- 
 ture through the bars of his cell, after 
 which she was debarred by the jailor from 
 the premises. 
 
 One night, about ten o'clock, the jailor 
 heard a noise on the outside of the south- 
 era wall of the prison, and going rouixl 
 there with a lantern, he discovered a par- 
 cel on the ground. While in the act of 
 picking up the mysterious package, the 
 widow B. alighted sock upon his back 
 from the wall, which was twelve or fifteen 
 feet high, and disputed his possession of 
 the property. In the fall her righ.; leg 
 w^as broken just above the ankle, but she 
 struggled manfully, and in the contest a 
 bottle of nitric acid was broken, and the 
 contents spilled upon the jailor and Mrs. 
 B., both of whom were stained and burned; 
 The valiant feminine finally sank exhaust- 
 ed, and was carried into the jail and placed 
 under surgical treatment. 
 
 Upon examining the parcel, the jailor 
 found that it contained a bottle of chloror 
 form, a bottle of nitric acid, a chisel, a box 
 of steel pens, and two love letters from 
 Mrs. Briggs, and copies of various news- 
 papers. As descriptive of one of the 
 letters, love is stated to be a word of hard- 
 ly suflficient strength. The infixtuated wo- 
 man had climbed to the wall with a lad- 
 der, and was about to attach the package 
 
DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 
 
 629 
 
 to a long pole and extend it to the window 
 of her ' Dusky's ' cell, when she dropped 
 it, and was thus discovered. 
 
 Pathetic Offering- of Genius to the Dead. 
 Here is a theme for one of the poets. 
 The scene is at Newport News, Virginia ; 
 the subject — A Soldier's Grave. The au- 
 thor would have the melody of the moan- 
 ing sea for inspiration, and his imagination 
 would find material in the tragedy of the 
 Cumberland and Congress. The name of 
 the sleeper it would be difficult to ascer- 
 tain ; nor has the curiosity of the visitor 
 been able to ascertain the name of the*un- 
 conscious genius, who possessed such power 
 of condensation, poetic feeling and pathos, 
 as are exhibited in the simple epitaph on 
 this lonely grave of an unknown hero. 
 Here it is in words and figui'e : 
 
 It is safe to afl5rm that one might travel 
 over all the graveyards and the field of the 
 dead in all Virgmia — that modern Acel- 
 dama — and find nothing more touching in 
 the lapidaric offering. 
 
 Beware of a Soldier's Wife ! 
 An incident of quite a romantic charac- 
 ter — and somethmg more — occurred in 
 Alleghany county, New York, which ex- 
 hibits human nature in some of its pecu- 
 liar lights and shades, though perhaps not 
 so very strange, considering that " there is 
 nothing new under the sun." A couple 
 
 Avere married. The bride was as beauti- 
 ful as the morning ; her eyes like heaven's 
 orbs. The husband was patriotic ; he en- 
 listed and went to war. A libertine from 
 Chautaque county saw the beautiful wife, 
 and exclaimed, " Ye gods, how beautiful ! " 
 He sought her society, and ostensibly won 
 her confidence ; she consented. He gave 
 her ten fifty-dollar greenbacks to make 
 necessary arrangements. She accepted. 
 The hour was fixed upon. The villain 
 went to his hotel to smoke the impatient 
 hours away, when the following letter Avas 
 put uito his hands : 
 
 " Mr. , have to inform you that 
 
 circumstances beyond my control will pre- 
 vent me from fulfilling my engagement to 
 elope with you to-night. I expect my 
 husband home on furlough soon, to spend 
 Christmas and New Year's, when we shall 
 enjoy a hearty laugh at your discomfiture. 
 Meanwhile, I will keep your money as a 
 Christmas present for him, and, when this 
 cruel war is over, it will come handy to 
 assist him to start in business. 
 
 Yours ' tenderly,' 
 
 C. T. N." 
 
 "' P. S. — ~\Vlien next you attempt to 
 play the libertine, you would do well to 
 select your victim outside of Alleghany 
 county ; and, above all, beware of a sol- 
 dier's wife." 
 
 Howard, the Havelock of the War. 
 Major-General Howard, commanding the 
 Union Department and Army of the Ten- 
 nessee, was often styled " the Havelock 
 of the war," because of his so closely re- 
 sembling the great English commander 
 of that name in his habits and manners. 
 He was strictly temperate, never imbibing 
 of al(!oholic drinks, or any of a nature in- 
 toxicating. His language was always 
 chaste, finii, and right to the point; no 
 word or sound of profanity was allowed 
 about him ; tobacco he utterly discarded ; 
 and himself and staff 'held religious meet- 
 ings for the good of themselves and the coun- 
 
630 
 
 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, 
 
 try. One who visited the General while 
 engaged in his Georgia campaign, de- 
 scribes the prayer meeting as attended 
 by the ofRcei's of his command, in the 
 midst of a pine grove, where his quarters 
 were at that time. The General was in 
 the centre of a semi-circle of staff officers 
 of his command, his good right arm gone, 
 and over his features there played a quiet 
 
 JIaj Gen O. O. Howard. 
 
 yet serene smile as he looked around him 
 upon the assembled guards and escorts 
 upon his left hand, with clerks and order- 
 lies on the right. The exercises consisted 
 of vocal and instrumental music, a short, 
 fervent prayer, a few plain remarks, which 
 
 all could understand, the singing of the 
 Doxology, and a benediction, to which a 
 solemn Amen was echoed by some distant 
 battery. Before separating, each man 
 was taken by the hand and received a 
 kind word from General Howard. 
 
 Miss Clemmie's Album. 
 
 During the last visit of the Federal 
 
 forces, under Major-General A. J. Smith, 
 
 to Holly Springs, Mississippi, in August, 
 
 1864, the following lines were penned by 
 
 Colonel A on the last page of a young 
 
 lady's album, all others having been appro- 
 priated by real or pretended admirers in 
 1861. The black crape at the top of five 
 lovmg epistles, and the broad, dark borders 
 of five cards in the album, proved that ten 
 of Miss Clemmie's admirers had fallen vic- 
 tims to Federal bullets, and that Yankee 
 lead and steel were even more potent than 
 Cupid's arrows. The females of the fami- 
 ly being at the time residents of the ele- 
 gant mansion, the book was returned to 
 the centre-table with these hnes — 
 
 TO Miss CLEMMIE. 
 
 'Tis cprtnin, MissClemmie, -whether Fed or ConfecT, 
 In the plain course of nature you're destined to wed ; 
 Some " Lord of Creation " will lovingly kneel, 
 And pour forth his tender and fervent appeal, 
 If the Feds and Confeds will cease this vain strife. 
 And leave a man living to make you his wife. 
 
 Fed. 
 
PART VIII— EARLY HOME AND TRAGIC hND OF PRLSIDKNT LINCOLN 
 
PART EIGHTH. 
 
 ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION— FINAL SCENES AND EVENTS 
 
 IN THE GREAT DRAMA: ASSASSINATION OF PRESIDENT 
 
 LINCOLN; IGNOMINIOUS DOOM OF JEFFERSON DAVIS ; ETC. 
 
 The most striking Occurrences relating to the Great Assassination Conspiracy, 
 — THE Tragedy, the Actors, and their Doom; Eemarkable Passages and Con- 
 versations in Mr. Lincoln's Presidential Life, — Memorial Incidents of his 
 Death, and of a Nation's Mourning; Capture and Custody of Jefferson Davis, 
 — his Sayings and Doings, Personal Bearing among ^is Captors, Ignominious 
 Fate ; Interesting Reminiscences in the Career of Andrew Johnson, &c., &c. 
 
 If this Country can not be saved without giving up that principle, I was about to sat I would rather be As- 
 sassinated ON THIS spot than SURRENDER \i.— Speech of Mr. Lincoln, at Inihpendence Hall, Philadelphia, defending 
 the principle of Liberty contained in the Declaration of Independence : Feb., 1861. 
 "After life's fitful fever, he sleeps well ; 
 Treasoa has done his worst ; nor steel, nor poison, 
 Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing 
 
 Can touch him further." — " Macbeth," read ttvice by Mr. Lincoln to some friends, 
 
 on the Sabbath preceding his death. 
 
 I never willingly planted a thorn in any human bosom.— S/7eecA of Mr. Lincoln, in Washington, on the announce- 
 ment of his re-election; JVot'., 1864. 
 
 "Judge not, that ye be not judged."— President Lincoln's reply, twice repeated, on being urged to hang Jefferson 
 Davis, in case of his capture. 
 
 If it were to be done at all, it were better that it were well done I— Jefferson D.vvis to General Breckinridge c» 
 hearing of President Lincoln's Assassination. 
 
 He was the best man I ever knew.— SfiCRETARr Seward to Rev. Dr. Bellows, on Abraham Lincoln. 
 
 Last Day's Incidents in the President's 
 Life. 
 
 the morning of 
 the f^-tal Friday 
 which closed the 
 earthly days of the 
 ^ honored President, 
 his son, Captain Rob- 
 ert Lincoln, Avho had 
 just returned from the 
 capitulation of Gen. 
 Le3, breakfasted with his fxther, and the 
 President passed a happy hour listening to 
 all the details. "While thus at breakfast, 
 he heard that Speaker Colfax was in the 
 house, and sent word that he wished to see 
 
 him immediately in the reception room. 
 He conversed with him nearly an hour, 
 on his future policy as to the rebellion, 
 which he was about to submit to the cabi- 
 net. Afterwards he had an interview 
 with Mr. Hale, minister to Spain, and 
 several senators and representatives. 
 
 At eleven o'clock, the Cabinet and Gen- 
 eral Grant met with him, and in one of 
 the most satisfactory and important cabi- 
 net sessions held since his first inaugura- 
 tion, the future policy of the administration 
 was harmoniously and unanimously agreed 
 on, Secretary Stanton remarking that he 
 felt that the Government was stronger 
 then than at any previous period since the 
 rebellion commenced. Turning to General 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, 
 
 Grant, Mr. Lincoln asked liim if he had 
 hoard from General Sherman ? General 
 Grant replied that he had not, but was in 
 hourly expectation of receiving dispatches 
 from him, announcing the surrender of 
 Johnston. In response to this remark the 
 Prer^ident replied — 
 
 " Well, you will hear very soon now, 
 and the news will be impoi'tant." 
 
 " Why do you think so ? " inquired Gen- 
 eral Grant, somewhat in a curious mood. 
 
 " Because," said Mr. Lincoln, " I had a 
 dream last night, and ever since the war 
 began I have invariably had the same 
 dream before any very important military 
 event has occurred." He then instanced 
 Bull Run, Antietam, Gettysburg, &c., and 
 said that before each of tliose events he 
 ha'd had the same dream, and, turning to 
 Secretary Welles, continued, " It is in your 
 line, too, Mr. Welles. The dream is that 
 I saw a ship sailing very rapidly, and I 
 am sure that it portends some important 
 national event." 
 
 In the afternoon, the President had a 
 long and pleasant interview with General 
 Oglesby, Senator Yates, and other lead- 
 ing citizens of Illinois. 
 
 At about half-past seven o'clock, in the 
 evening, Hon. George Ashmun, of IMassa- 
 chusetts, who presided over the Chicago 
 Convention in 18 GO, called at the White 
 House, and was ushered into the parlor, 
 where Hon. Schuyler Colfax was seated, 
 waiting for a short interview with the 
 President on business which had a bear- 
 ing upon his proposed overland trip. A 
 few moments elapsed, when President 
 Lincoln entered the room, and engaged in 
 conversation upon various matters, appear- 
 ing to be in a very happy and jovial frame 
 of mind. He spoke of his visit to Rich- 
 mond, and when they stated that there 
 was much uneasiness at the North Avhile 
 he was at the rebel capital, for fear that 
 some traitor might shoot him, he replied 
 jocularly, that he would have been alarmed 
 himself if any other person had been Pres- 
 ident and gone there, but that personally 
 
 he did not feel any danger whatever. 
 Convei'sing on a matter of business with 
 Mr. Ashmun, he made a remark that he 
 saw Mr. Ashmun was surprised at, and 
 though not very important, he immediately 
 said, with his well known kindness of 
 heart, 
 
 " You did not understand me, Ashmun. 
 I did not mean what you inferred, and I 
 take it all back and apologise for it," 
 
 Mr. Ashmun desiring to see him again, 
 and there being no time to attend to it 
 then, the President took out a card, and 
 placing it on his knee, wrote as follows : 
 
 " Allow Mr. Ashmun and friend to come 
 to me at nine A. M. to-morrow. 
 
 April 14, '65. A. Lincoln." 
 
 These were the last words that he pen- 
 ned. It was the last time that he signed 
 his name to any order, document or mes- 
 sage. The last words written by him 
 were thus makinsr an ensasement for the 
 morrow — an engagement which he was 
 not allowed to meet. Before the hour 
 had arrived he was no more. 
 
 After signing the cai'd, he said, humor- 
 ously, to Mr. Colfax, — 
 
 " Mr. Sumner has the gavel of the 
 Confederate Congress, which he got at 
 Richmond, to hand to the Secretary of 
 War ; but I insisted then that he must 
 give it to you, and you tell him for me to 
 hand it over." 
 
 Mr. Ashmun here pleasantly alluded to 
 the gavel which he still had — the same 
 one he had used when presiding over the 
 Chicago Nominating Convention of I860.. 
 
 Mr. Lincoln finally stated that he must 
 go to the theatre, and, saying " You are 
 going with ]\trs. Lincoln and me to the 
 theatre, I hope," warmly pressed Speaker 
 Colfax and Mr. Ashmun to accompany 
 them, but they excused themselves on the 
 score of previous engagements. It was 
 now half an hour after the time they had 
 intended to start, and they spoke about 
 Avaiting half an hour longer, — the Presi- 
 dent going with reluctance, as General 
 Grant had that evening gone North, and 
 
FINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GEE AT DEAMA: ETC, 
 
 635 
 
 he did not wish the people to be disap- 
 pointed, it having been announced in the 
 afternoon papers that the President, Mrs. 
 Lincohi, and General Grant, would attend 
 the theatre that evenuig, to witness the 
 representation of the American Cousin. 
 At the door he stopped and said — 
 
 " Colfax, do not forget to tell the people 
 in the mining regions, as you pass through 
 them, what I told you this morning about 
 the development when peace comes, and I 
 will telegraph you at San Francisco." 
 
 Starting for the carriage, Mrs. Lincoln 
 took the arm of Mr, Ashmun, and the 
 President and Mr. Colfax walked together. 
 As soon as the President and Mrs. Lincoln 
 were seated in the carriage, Mrs. L. 
 gave orders to the coachman to drive 
 around to Senator Harris's residence 
 for Miss Harris. As the carriage rolled 
 away, they both said 'Good-by, — Good-by,' 
 to INIessrs. Ashmun and Colfax, and the 
 carriage had in a moment more disap- 
 peared from the ground in front of the 
 "White House. A few moments later 
 the presidential party of four persons, 
 namely, the President and ]Mrs. Lincoln, 
 Miss Harris and Major Rathbun, of Al- 
 bany, step-son of Senator Harris, arrived 
 at the theatre and entered the front and 
 left hand upper private box. There was 
 an immense audience present, as was to 
 be expected, in view of the announcement 
 of the attendance of the President and 
 Lieutenant-General Grant. 
 
 Only a short time elapsed, while Presi- 
 dent Lincoln occupied that box, before the 
 leaden messenger was sped on its fatal 
 errand, and "Good Friday," of the 14th 
 April, 1865, was the last of the beloved 
 President's earthly days. 
 
 Perhaps nothing can be more appropri- 
 ately presented, in closing this mournful 
 historic page — the last day's incidents of 
 the President's life — than the following 
 lines, written by the President on that 
 same fatal day. It appears that his friend, 
 General Van Alen, had recently written 
 to him not to expose his life unnecessarily, 
 
 as he had done at Richmond, and assuring 
 him of the earnest desire of all his coun- 
 trymen to close the war he had so success- 
 fully conducted. After acknowledging the 
 receipt of the letter, the President replied, 
 April 14th, the day of his assassination, 
 and said: 
 
 I intend to adopt the advicer of my 
 friends and use due precaution. * * * 
 I thank you for the assurance you give me 
 that I shall be supported by conservative 
 men like yourself in the efforts I may make 
 to restore the Union, so as to make it, to 
 use your language, a Union of hearts and 
 hands as well as of States. 
 
 Yours truly, A. Lixcoln." 
 
 Deathbed Scene of the Murdered President. 
 
 As soon as the discovery was made that 
 the President was shot, the surgeon-gen- 
 eral and other physicians were immediately 
 summoned and their skill exhausred in 
 effoi'ts to restore him to consciousness. 
 An examination of his Avounds, however, 
 showed that no hopes could be given that 
 his life would be spared. 
 
 Preparations were at once made to 
 remove him, and he was conveyed to a 
 house immediately opposite, occupied by 
 Mr. Peterson, a respectable citizen of that 
 locality. He was placed upon the bed, 
 the only evidence of life being an occa- 
 sional nervous twitching of the hand and 
 heavy breathing. He was entirely uncon- 
 scious, as he had been ever since the as- 
 sassination. At about half past eleven the 
 motion of the muscles of his face indica- 
 ted as if he were trying to speak, but 
 doubtless it was merely muscular. His 
 eyes protruded from their sockets and 
 were suffused with blood. Li other re- 
 spects his countenance was unchanged. 
 
 At his bedside were the Secretary of 
 War, Secretary of the Navy, Secretary 
 of the Interior, Postmaster General and 
 Attorney General ; Senator Sumner, Gen- 
 eral Todd, cousin to Mrs. Lincoln ; Major 
 Hay,]M. B. Field, General Halleck, Major- 
 General Meigs, Eev. Dr. Gurley, Drs- 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, 
 
 Abbott, Stone, Hatch, Neal, Hall, and 
 Lieberman, and a few others. All were 
 bathed in tears; and Secretary Stanton, 
 when informed by Surgeon Gen. Barnes, 
 that the President could not live until 
 morning, exclaimed, " Oh, no, General ; 
 no — no ;" and with an ini^iulse, natui'al as 
 it was fmaffected, immediately sat down 
 on a chair near his bedside, and w^ept like 
 a child. Senator Sumner was seated 
 on the right of the President, near the 
 head, holding the right hand of the 
 President in his own. He was sobbing 
 like a woman, with his head bowed down 
 almost on the pillow of the bed on which 
 his illustrious friend was dying. In an 
 adjoining room were Mrs. Lincoln, and her 
 son, Capt. Eob't Lincoln ; Miss Harris, Avho 
 Avas with ]Mi-s. Lincoln at the time of the 
 assassination, and several others. 
 
 Mrs. Lincoln was under great excite- 
 ment and agony, wringing her hands and 
 exclaiming, " Why did he not shoot me 
 instead of my husband ? I have tried to 
 be so careful of him, fearing something 
 would happen, and his life seemed to be 
 more precious now than ever. I must go 
 with him," and other expressions of like 
 character. She was constantly going back 
 and forth to the bedside of the Pi-esident, 
 exclaiming in great agony, " How can it 
 be so ! " The scene was heart-rending. 
 Captain Robert Lincoln bore himself with 
 great firmness, and constantly endeavored 
 to assuage the grief of his mother by tell- 
 ing her to put her trust in God and all 
 would be well. Occasionally, however, 
 being entirely overcome, he would retire 
 by himself and give vent to most piteous 
 lamentations. Then, recovering himself, 
 he would return to his mother, and, Avith 
 remarkable self-possession, try to cheer 
 her broken spirits and lighten her load of 
 sorrow. 
 
 At four o'clock the symptoms of rest- 
 lessness returned, and at six the premo- 
 nitions of dissolution set in. His face 
 which had been quite pale, began to as- 
 sume a Avaxen transparency, the jaw 
 
 slowly fell, and the teeth became exi:osed. 
 About a quarter of an hour before the 
 President died, his breathing became very 
 difficult, and in many instances seemed to 
 have entirely ceased. He would again 
 rally and breathe with so great difficulty 
 as to be heard in almost every part of the 
 house. Mrs. Lincoln took her last leave 
 of him about twenty minutes before he 
 expired, and was sitting in the adjoining 
 room when it was announced to her that 
 he was dead. When the announcement 
 was made, she exclaimed, " Oh" ! Avhy did 
 you not tell me that he was dying ! " 
 
 The surgeons and the members of the 
 cabinet, Senator Sumner, Captain Robert 
 Lincoln, General Todd, Mr. Field, and 
 Mr. Rufus Andrews, Avere standing at his 
 bedside Avhen he breathed his last. Sena- 
 tor Sumner, General Todd, Robert Lin- 
 coln, and Mr. Andrews, stood Ir^aning o\'er 
 the headboard of the bed, Avatcbing every 
 motion of the beating breast of the dying 
 President. Robert Lincoln Avas resting 
 himself tenderly upon the arm of Senator 
 Sumner, the mutual embrace of the two 
 
 Charles Sumner. 
 
 having all the affectionatencss of father 
 and son. The surgeons Avere sitting upon 
 the side and foot of the bed, holding the 
 President's hands, and with their Avatches 
 observing the sIoav declension of the pulse, 
 and Avatching the ebbing out of the vital 
 spirit. Such Avas the solemn stillnes for 
 
FINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GREAT DRAMA: ETC, 
 
 637 
 
 the space of five minutes that the ticking 
 of the watches could be heard in the room. 
 
 At twenty-two minutes past seven o'- 
 clock, in the morning, April fifteenth, 
 gradually and calmly, and without a sigh 
 or a groan, all that bound the soul of 
 Abraham Lincoln was loosened, and the 
 eventful career of one of the most re- 
 markable of men was closed on earth. 
 
 As he drcAV his last breath, the Rev. 
 Dr. Gurley, the President's pastor, offered 
 a fervent prayer of supplication and sym- 
 pathy. The countenance of the President 
 Was beaming with that characteristic smile 
 which only those familiar with him in his 
 happiest moments could appreciate ; and 
 except the blackness of his eyes, his face 
 appeared perfectly natural. The morning 
 was calm, and the rain was dropping 
 gently upon the roof of the humble apart- 
 ment where they laid him down to die. 
 The body servant of the President entered 
 the room just before he died, and as the 
 breath left the body of Mr. Lincoln, this 
 loving and bereaved servant manifested 
 the most indescribable sorrow. Mrs. Lin- 
 coln remained but a short time, when she 
 was assisted into her carriage, and with 
 her son Robert and other friends she was 
 driven to the house which but the evening 
 before she left for the last time with her 
 honored husband, who never was again to 
 enter that home alive. 
 
 The room, into which the most exalted 
 of mortal rulers was taken to die, was in 
 the rear part of the dwelling, and at the 
 end of the main hall, from which rises a 
 stairway. The dimensions of the room 
 are about ten by fifteen feet, the walls be- 
 ing covered with a brownish paper, figur- 
 ed with a white design. Some engravings 
 and a photograph hung upon the walls. 
 The engravuigs were copies of the " Vil- 
 lage Blacksmith," and " Stable and Barn- 
 yard Scenes ; " the photograph was one 
 taken from an engraved copy of Rosa 
 Bonheur's " Horse Fair." The furniture 
 of the apartment consisted of a bureau 
 covered with crochet, a table, several 
 
 chairs of simple construction, adapted for 
 sleeping rooms, and the bed upon which 
 Mr. Lincoln lay when his spirit took its 
 flight. The bedstead was a low walnut, 
 the headboard from two to three feet high. . 
 The floor was covered with Brussels car- 
 peting, which had been considerably used. 
 Everything on the bed was stained with 
 the blood of the Chief Magisti-ate of the 
 nation. A fcAV locks of hair Avei'e re- 
 moved from the President's head for the 
 family, previous to the remains being 
 placed in the coffin temporarily used for 
 removing the remains to the executive 
 mansion. 
 
 Flight, Capture and Death of Booth. 
 
 After eleven days had transpired since 
 the death qf the President, his mui'derer, 
 John Wilkes Booth, was discovered in a 
 barn on Garrett's farm, near Port Royal, 
 on the Rappahannock. Immediately after 
 the murder, Colonel Baker, of the detect- 
 ive service, set out to find Booth's hidmg- 
 place. He soon succeeded in capturing 
 Atzerodt, the would-be assassin of Vice- 
 President Johnson, and ' Dr. Mudd. It 
 was Dr. M. who attended to Booth's leg, 
 crippled by his getting entangled with the 
 flag that decorated the President's box, 
 and a boot Avith Booth's name in it was 
 found in his possession. A negro was 
 then arrested, who said he had seen Booth 
 and another man cross the Potomac in a 
 fishing-boat. Col. Baker sent to Gen. Han- 
 cock for twenty-five mounted men to aid 
 him in the pursuit. These Avere sent un- 
 der Lieutenant Dougherty, and Baker 
 placed them under the control of Lieuten- 
 ant-Colonel Conger, and of his cousin, 
 Lieutenant L. B. Baker, and dispatched 
 them to Belle Plain, Avith orders to scour 
 the covmtry about Port Royal. 
 
 The detectives and cavalrymen left 
 Washington at two" P. M. on the 23d of 
 April, and at ten o'clock disembarked at 
 Belle Plain, near Fredericksburg. Here 
 they commenced their inquest, but without 
 any result. The next morning they came 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, 
 
 to Port Royal ferry, and crossed. At 
 Port Royal they found one Rollins, a fish- 
 erman, Avho referred them to a negro nam- 
 ed Lucas as having driven two men a 
 short distance toward Bowling Green in a 
 wagon. These men perfectly answered 
 the description of Booth and his accom- 
 plice Harold. Some disbanded men, it 
 was learned, belonging to Mosby's com- 
 mand, took Booth under their protection 
 on the way to Bowling Green. On the 
 25th Baker and his party proceeded to 
 Bowling Green, a small court-house town 
 in CaroUne County. Here they found the 
 captain of the rebel cavalry, and extorted 
 from him a statement of Booth's hiding- 
 place. It was found that this was at the 
 house of a Mr. Garrett, which they had 
 passed on their way to Bowling Green 
 
 " Who are you, and what do you war.t 
 with us ? " 
 
 " We want you to deliver up your arms 
 and become our prisoners," saifl Baker. 
 
 " But who are you ? " 
 
 " That makes no difference. We know 
 who you are, jmd we want you. We have 
 here fifty men with carbines and pistols. 
 You cannot escape." 
 
 After a pause, Booth said : " Captain, 
 this is a hard case, I swear. Perhaps I 
 am being taken by my own friends." He 
 then asked time to consider, which was 
 granted. After a little interval, Baker 
 threatened to fire the bam, if they did not 
 come out. Booth replied that he was a 
 cripple, and begged a chance for his life, 
 declaring that he would fight them all at 
 so many yards apace, and that he would 
 
 Returning with the captain for a guide, never be taken alive. Baker replied that 
 the woi-n-out command halted at Garrett's he did not come there to fight but to cap- 
 
 gate, at two o'clock on the morning of the 
 2Gth. Without noise the house was sur- 
 rounded, and Baker went up to the kitchen 
 door on the side and rapped. An old 
 man in half undress undrew the bolts, and 
 had scarcely opened the door before Ba- 
 ker had him by the throat with a pistol at 
 his ear, and asked, "Where are the men 
 who stay with you ? " Under the menace 
 of instant death the old man seemed para- 
 lyzed, but at Baker's order lit a candle. 
 The question was then repeated. " They 
 ai-e gone," replied the old man. Soon a 
 voung boy appeared, and told Baker the 
 men he sought were in the barn. The 
 barn Avas then surrounded. Baker and 
 Conger went to the door. The former 
 called out signifying his intention to have 
 a surrender on the part of the men inside, 
 
 ture him, and again threatened to fire the 
 barn. 
 
 " Well, then, my brave boys," said 
 Booth, " prepare a stretcher for me." 
 
 Harold now wanted to surrender, and, 
 in the midst of a shower of imprecations 
 from Booth, did so. Conger then set fire 
 to the barn. 
 
 The blaze lit up the black recesses of 
 the great barn till every wasp's nest and 
 cobweb in the roof was luminous, flinging 
 streaks of red and violet across the tum- 
 bled farm-gear in the corner, and bathed 
 the murderer's retreat in a vivid illumina- 
 tion, and while in bold outline his figure 
 stood revealed, they rose like an impene- 
 trable wall to guard from sight the dread- 
 ed enemy who lit them. Behind the blaze, 
 with his eye to a crack. Conger saw Wilkes 
 
 or else to fire the barn, and shoot them on j Booth standing upright upon a crutch, 
 the spot. The young boy was sent in to \ He likens him at this instant to his emi- 
 receive their arms. To the boy's appeal , nent brother Edwin, whom he says he eo 
 Booth answered with a curse, accusing the ^ much resembled that he half believed, for 
 boy of having betrayed him. The boy [ the moment, the whole pursuit to have 
 then came out, and Baker repeated his de- been a mistake. At the gleam of fire 
 manil, giving Booth five minutes to make Wilkes dropped his crutch and carbine, 
 up his mind. Booth replied — [ and on both hands crept up to the spot to 
 
FINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GREAT DRAMA: ETC, 
 
 639 
 
 espy the incendiary and shoot him dead. 
 His eyes were lustrous like fever, and 
 swelled and rolled in terrible anxiety, 
 while his teeth were fixed, and he wore 
 the expression of one in the calmness be- 
 fore frenzy. In vain he peered with ven- 
 geance in his look ; the blaze that made 
 him visible concealed his enemy, A 
 second he turned glaring at the fii-e, as if 
 to leap upon and extinguish it, but the 
 flames had made such 
 heathvay that this was 
 a futile impulse, and 
 he dismissed it. As 
 calmly as upon the 
 battle-field a veteian 
 stands amidst the hail 
 of ball and shell and 
 plunging iron, Booth 
 turned at a man's 
 stride, and pushed foi 
 the door, carbine m 
 poise, and the last 
 resolve of death — de- 
 spair — set on his high, 
 bloodless forehead. 
 
 At this instant, Sergeant Boston Cor- 
 bett fired through a crevice and shot Booth 
 in the neck. They then took him up and 
 carried him out on the grass, a little way 
 from the door, beneath a locust tree. 
 Conger went back to the barn, to see if 
 the fire could be put out, but found it 
 could not, and returned to where Booth 
 was lying. Before this (says Lieutenant- 
 Colonel Conger) I Supposed him to be 
 dead ; he had all the appearance of a dead 
 man ; but when I came back his eyes and 
 mouth were moving. I called immediate- 
 ly for water and put some on his face. 
 He seemed to revive, and attempted to 
 speak. I put my ear down to his mouth, 
 and heard him say, " Tell my mother I 
 died for my country." I repeated the 
 words to him and said, " Is that what you 
 would say?" He said "Yes." They 
 carried him to the porch of Gairett's 
 house, and laid him on a straw bed or tick. 
 At that time he revived considerably, and 
 
 could talk in a whisper so as to be intelli- 
 gibly understood. He could not speak 
 above a whisper. He wanted Avater; I 
 gave it to him. He wanted to turn on 
 his face ; I said he could'nt lie on his face. 
 He wanted to be turned on his side ; we 
 turned him on his side three times, but he 
 could not lie with any comfort, and asked 
 immediately to be turned back. He asked 
 me to put my hand on his thioat, and 
 
 Ceatb of the Assassin. 
 
 press down, which I did. He said 
 " Harder " ; I pressed as hard as I thought 
 necessary. He made a very strong exer- 
 tion to cough, but was unable to do so. I 
 suppose he thought there was blood in his 
 throat. I asked him to put out his tongue, 
 which he did. I said, " There is no blood 
 in your throat." He repeated several 
 times — two or three times at least — " Kill 
 me ! kill me ! " I replied, " I do not want 
 to kill you. I want you to get well." 
 
 When the doctor, whom Conger had 
 sent for, arrived. Booth asked to have his 
 hands raised and sIioaati him. When 
 this was done, he muttered " Useless, use- 
 less ! " These were his last words. He 
 died about four hours after he was shot. 
 
 Booth and Harold were dressed in rebel 
 gray uniform. Booth's mustache had been 
 cut oflT, apparently with scissors, and his 
 beard allowed to grow, thus changing his 
 a23pearance considerably. His hair had 
 been cut somewhat shorter than he usually 
 
640 
 
 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 wore it. Being taken to Washington, a 
 post-mortein examination of the remains 
 took place on board the monitor Montauk, 
 the body being laid out on a carpenter's 
 bench between the stern aud tuiTet. The 
 shot which terminated his life entered on 
 the left side, at the back of the neck, a 
 point not far different from that in which his 
 victim, the lamented President, was shot. 
 
 On the night of the 27th of April a 
 small row-boat received the remains of the 
 assassin, and no one save two men — swom 
 to irrevocable secrecy — it is said, know 
 the place or manner of his sepulture. 
 
 The capture and solemn trial of the 
 other accomplices and conspirators in the 
 great crime of simultaneously murdering 
 the President, Vice President, Secretary 
 of State, Secretaiy of "War, and Lieuten- 
 ant-General Grant — viz., the Surratts, 
 mother and son, Payne, Atzerodt, Harold, 
 O'Loughlin, Arnold, etc., — constitute the 
 remainder of this darkest chapter in the 
 annals of human crime. Four of these 
 expiated their crime on the gallows, and 
 the blood of the Martyred President was 
 avenged. 
 
 Conversation on his Threatened Assassina- 
 tion. 
 
 It is a most noteworthy incident that 
 one of the latest, if not the very last of 
 the letters written by Mr. Lincoln, was in 
 reply to Gen. Van Alen, who wrote to the 
 President a short time previously, asking 
 him not to expose his life unnecessarily, as 
 he had done at Richmond, and assuring 
 him of the earnest desire of all his coun- 
 trymen for him to close the war he had so 
 successfully conducted. After acknowledg- 
 ing the receipt of the letter — which he 
 did on the 14th of April, the very day of 
 his assassination — Mr. Lincoln said, "I 
 intend to adopt the advice of my friends, 
 and use due precaution." Alas ! 
 
 Senator Fessenden states that one day 
 he was standing with Mr. Lincoln on the 
 steps of the Secretary of State's office, 
 
 and, observing that the President looked 
 weary, Mr. Fessenden remarked — 
 
 "Mr. President, the people of the 
 United States are praying that God 
 
 Secretary Fessenden. 
 
 would spare your life to see the end of 
 this rebellion." 
 
 "Mr. Fessenden," replied the Presi- 
 dent,. " it may be that I shall not live to 
 see it, and sometimes I think I shall not ; 
 but if I were taken away, there are those 
 who would perform my duties better." 
 
 Patience of Mr. Lincoln Tried too Far. 
 
 One day President Lincoln was found 
 in a close and loud conversation with a 
 gentleman from a certain portion of re- 
 claimed southern territory. The visitor 
 professed to be a southern loyalist, and 
 wanted certain papers signed by the Presi- 
 dent, making good a considerable amount 
 of damage inflicted upon him by the war. 
 The claimant urged his claims in soft, 
 timid tones, and the President answered 
 in a Avay quite the reverse. He was not 
 pleased, and said — 
 
 "Why! this paper does not say you 
 are entitled to the money." 
 
 " No, Sir, but it recommends my claim 
 for your consideration." 
 
 " But, Sir, you do not prove your 
 claim." 
 
FINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GREAT DRAMA; ETC. 641 
 
 " We are loyal, Sir." 
 
 '* Yes, Sir, and so are the men T\:ho 
 stand up in front of Richmond, to be shot 
 ^t, but they don't come here to plague 
 me." 
 
 " We don't wish to woiTy you, Mr- 
 President." 
 
 " No, I know Avhai; you want — you are 
 turning, or trying to turn me into a jus- 
 tice of the peace, to put your claims 
 through. Tliere are a hundred thousand 
 men in the country, every one of them as 
 
 Patience tried too far. 
 
 as you are, who have just such bills 
 
 1 present ; and you care nothing of 
 
 becomes of them, so you get your 
 
 . " • 
 
 W': think our claim just, ]Mr. Presi- 
 
 ut you know you can't prove 
 his paper by all the people in 
 States, and you want me to 
 •■ou by writing my name on 
 t: yes, in plain words you 
 for you that you may get 
 shall not do it." 
 K)d a moment, as if dizzy 
 >ut gathering up slowly, 
 retir his repulse as best he 
 
 could. Abraham the Just was right. 
 Anybody could go and tell his story, but 
 he had to look to it that he made out a 
 good case, especially if he was after gov- 
 ernment money. 
 
 Contrast Betw^een the T-wro. 
 
 Mr. William C. Bryant's paper, the 
 Evening Post, says, — An officer of the 
 United States Army, whose authority in 
 such a case we can not question, gives 
 leave to publish the following account of 
 what he heard Jefferson Davis say just 
 before the breaking out of the war : 
 
 I heard Mr. Davis utter Ihe following 
 words in a southern town Avhere he deliv- 
 ered an address in November, 1860. I 
 did not hear the whole speech, only the 
 words quoted, as I passed by the crowd 
 of listeners : 
 
 " What ! coerce a sovereign State ! at- 
 tempt to deprive us of our most inestima- 
 ble rights! Let Mr. Lincoln try it, or 
 Mr. Douglas either, and we will hang 
 them higher than Haman, and the only 
 difference I should make would be that 
 [Iiumorously] as Mr. Lincoln is consider- 
 ably taller than IMr. Douglas, we should 
 have to build his gibbet [standing on his 
 toes and reaching up his hand] a leetle 
 higher than that for Douglas." 
 
 During the trial of the assassins of 
 President Lincoln, one of the witnesses 
 was Mr. Lewis F. Bates, for several years 
 residing in Charlotte, N. C, and agent of 
 the Adams Express Company, in that 
 place. He testified that JeffI Davis 
 stopped at his house on the 19th of April, 
 and made a speech from the steps. Davis 
 received and read a dispatch from General 
 Breckinridge, dated Greensborough, April 
 19th, as follows : — 
 
 " President Lincoln was assassinated in 
 the theatre on the night of the 14th. 
 Secretary Sewai'd's house Avas entered 
 the same night, and he Avas repeatedly 
 stabbed, and is probably mortally wound- 
 ed." 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE EEBELLION, 
 
 "Witness said that after reading the dis- 
 patch to the crowd, Davis stated, " If it 
 were to be done, it were better it were 
 well done." The day after, Breckinridge 
 and Davis conversed in the house of wit- 
 ness on the subject of the assassination. 
 Breckinridge remarked to Davis that he 
 
 JefTersou Davis. 
 
 regretted it very much — it was unfortu- 
 nate for the people of the South, at that 
 time. Davis replied, " Well, General, I 
 don't know that if it Avere to be done at 
 all it were better it were weU done, and 
 if the same were done to Andy Johnson, 
 the beast, and Secretary Stanton, the job 
 would then be complete." 
 
 Mr. J. Courtney, telegraph operator, 
 testified that the dispatch in question 
 passed over the wire^ ; and Mr. Bates's 
 testimony was unimpeached. 
 
 In contrast with the above, it is refresh- 
 ing to cite the animus of clemency and 
 good will which ever chai'acterized the 
 acts and declarations of the murdered 
 President. 
 
 It is well known that, at the very mo- 
 ment of his assassination, he was occu- 
 pied by thoughts and plans of both lenity 
 and pardon. He was never harsh, even 
 in speaking of JeiFerson Davis ; and, only 
 a few days before his end, when one Avho 
 was privileged to speak to him in that 
 way, stud, " Do not allow him to escape 
 the law — he must be hanged," the Pres- 
 
 ident replied calmly, in the words which 
 he had adopted in his last Inaugural Ad- 
 dress, " Judge not that ye be not judged" 
 And when pressed again, by the remark 
 that the sight of Libby Prison made it 
 impossible to pardon him, the President 
 repeated tioice over those same words, 
 revealing unmistakably the generous sen- 
 timents of his heait. Indeed, so disposed 
 was the amiable President to extenuate, 
 or forget, the crimes of even the most 
 active conspirators, civil and military, 
 against the life of the nation, that, on this 
 point, a breach seemed imminent between 
 him and many of his best friends, if not 
 the majority, who elevated him to office. 
 But now that he is dead, the spirit of 
 mercy that actuated him, gives fragrance 
 to his memory. In the words of another 
 — his great Exemplar — Mr. Lincoln might 
 well say of his enemies, " They hated me 
 without a cause." 
 
 Disappointed Expectations. 
 
 In the year 1854, a conversation took 
 place at the Smithsonian Institution m 
 Washington, between Jefferson Davis and 
 Professor Jewett, in the course of which 
 Davis predicted that the Union would soon 
 be divided into two republics. 
 
 " Where will the division or boundary 
 line be?" interrogated Pz'of. Jewett. 
 
 " The line separating the slave and free 
 states," answered Mr. Davis. 
 
 "Then," said the profe^or, "you expect 
 to claim the national ( ''''-■ 
 
 " Of course," was t 
 very Smithsonian Inst 
 the southern republic' 
 
 " But," asked Prof, 
 bring about such a d com - 
 
 try ? Do you think s wiJl 
 
 agree to it without a i ? " 
 
 " Sir," said JeflTerso s ser 
 
 tentious manner, " tht neve 
 
 fight us on that occat tvill b 
 
 no bloodshed. When lys sh 
 
 will secede, and becoi - nation 
 
FINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GREAT DRAMA; ETC. 643 
 
 ality, the North will be glad to let us go, 
 and that peaceably. It will be a bloodless 
 revolution." Alas ! 
 
 Comment on Mr. Sloanaker's "Beautiful 
 Portrait." 
 
 The genial spirit of the lamented Pres- 
 ident, which relieved him amidst the toils 
 and anxieties of his dangerous and difficult 
 station, will linger long, in many charac- 
 teristic anecdotes, to soften in a measure 
 the horror of his death, and mmgle light 
 with the dark mourning for his loss to the 
 country he preserved. A significant inci- 
 dent, in illustration of this, is related by a 
 friend of the late President, who happened 
 to be present at the "White House the day 
 after the renomination of Mr. Lmcoln to 
 the Presidency. Various political organ- 
 izations called to pay their respects to 
 him. Among the rest was the Philadel- 
 phia delegation. The chairman of that 
 body, in presenting one of the members, 
 said — 
 
 " Mr. President, this is Mr. A. B. Sloan- 
 aker, of the second district of our State ; 
 a most active and earnest friend of yours 
 and of the cause. He has, among other 
 things, been good enough to paint and 
 present to our league rooms a most beauti- 
 ful portrait of yourself." 
 
 Mr. Lincoln took Mr, Sloanaker's hand 
 in his, and with an earnest coi-diality, 
 shook it kindly, saying with a merry 
 voice — 
 
 " I presume, Sir, in painting your beau- 
 tiful portrait, you took your idea of me 
 from my pi-inciples, and not from my per- 
 son." 
 
 manner. He then addressed the audience 
 in terms as follows : 
 
 " Fellow citizens : It is proper when 
 freemen assemble for the discussion of im- 
 portant public interests, that everything 
 should be done decently and in order. I 
 have been informed that part of the busi- 
 ness to be transacted on the present occa- 
 sion is the assassination of the individual 
 who now has the honor of addressing you. 
 
 Attending- to Business in Begrular Order. 
 Andrew Johnson was once announced to 
 speak in Nashville, on one of the exciting 
 questions of the day; and loud threats 
 were uttered that, if he dared to appear, 
 he should not leave the hall alive. At the 
 appointed hour he ascended the platform, 
 and, advancing to the desk, laid his pistol 
 upon it, with the most quiet unconcern of 
 40 
 
 President Johnson. 
 
 I beg respectfully to propose that this be the 
 first business in order. Therefore, if any 
 man has come here to-night for the pur- 
 pose indicated, I do not say to him let him 
 speak, but let him shoot." 
 
 Here he paused, with his right hand on 
 his pistol and the other holding open his 
 coat, while with his eyes he blandly sur- 
 veyed the assembly. After a pause of half 
 a minute, he resumed : — 
 
 " Gentlemen, it appears that I have been 
 misinformed. I Avill now proceed to ad- 
 dress you on the subject that has called us 
 together." 
 
 Re-ward of a Speech after Fifteen Years &om 
 
 its Delivery. 
 
 In an interesting conversation between 
 
 President Lincoln and Rev. Dr. M'Clin- 
 
 tock — as given in a public address by the 
 
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 latter, — Dr. M'C. asked the President if 
 there was any truth in the rumor, at that 
 time quite prevalent, of the removal of Mr. 
 Dayton, American Minister at the French 
 Court, and, if there was, he, Dr. M'C, 
 would like the privilege of discussing the 
 matter a little. President Lincoln said : 
 " As to discussing the matter I have no 
 objection, but as to his removal I have no 
 such idea." Pie then went on to speak 
 of his reason for appointing Mr. Dayton, 
 and said : 
 
 " When I was a member of Congress, 
 in 1846-7, after the close of the Mexican 
 war, a treaty was made, and opposed by 
 Daniel Webster. After Daniel Webster 
 sat down, WilUam L. Dayton arose and 
 made a speech that covered every point 
 that Webster had made. I had been in the 
 habit of regarding Webster as the greatest 
 and most eloquent of men, until Mr. Day- 
 ton made that speech (and then with a 
 peculiar humor that belongs to all great 
 natures, Mr. Lincoln added) : It may be 
 because Mr. Dayton was on my side that I 
 thought it was a great speech; and one of 
 my first thoughts after my election was 
 that William L. Dayton should occupy one 
 of the best appointmeiits I could give 
 him." 
 
 This anecdote shows how tenaciously 
 Mr. Lincoln clung to men he believed to 
 be reliable, remembering that speech and 
 its maker fifteen years. 
 
 " Public Opinion Baths." 
 Colonel Halpine, one of General Hal- 
 leck's staff, relates that once, on what was 
 called " a public day " — when Mr. Lincoln 
 received all applicants in their turn — the 
 first thing he saw on being ushered into 
 the President's cliamber by Major Hay, 
 was Mr. Lincoln bowing an elderly lady 
 out of the door, the President's remarks 
 to her being, as she still lingered and ai>- 
 peared reluctant to go, — 
 
 " I am really very sorry, madam ; very 
 sorry. But your own good sense must tell 
 you that I am not here to collect small 
 
 debts. You must appeal to the courts in 
 regular order." 
 
 When she was gone, Mr. Lincoln sat 
 down, crossed his legs, locked his hands 
 over his knees, and commenced to laugh — 
 this being his favorite attitude when much 
 amused. 
 
 " What odd kinds of people come in to 
 see me," he said ; " and what odd ideas 
 they must have about my office ! Would 
 you believe. Major, that the old lady who 
 has just left, came in here to get from me 
 an order for stopping the pay of a Treas- 
 ury clerk, Avho owes her a board bill of 
 about seventy dollars ! " (And tlie Presi- 
 dent rocked himself backward and for- 
 ward, and appeared intensely amused.) 
 " She may have come in here a loyal wo- 
 man," continued Mr. Lincoln, " but I'll be 
 bound she has gone away believing that 
 the Avorst pictures of me in the Richmond 
 press only lack truth in not being half 
 black and bad enough." 
 
 This led to a somewhat general conver- 
 sation, in which surprise was expressed 
 that the President did not adopt the plan 
 in vogue at all military head-quarters, un- 
 der which every applicant to see the Gen- 
 eral commandhig had to be filtered through 
 a sieve of officers — assistant Adjutant Gen- 
 erals, and so forth, — who allowed none in 
 to take up the General's time, save such 
 as they were satisfied had business of suffi- 
 cient importance, and wliich could be trans- 
 acted in no other manner than by a per- 
 sonal interview. Colonel Halpine re- 
 marked — 
 
 " Of every hundred people who come to 
 see the General-in-chief daily, not ten have 
 any sufficient business with him, nor are they 
 admitted. On being asked to explain for 
 what purpose they desire to see him, and 
 stating it, it is found in nine cases out often, 
 that the business properly belongs to some 
 one or other of the subordinate bureaux. 
 They are then referred, as the case may be, 
 to the quartermaster, commissary, medical, 
 adjutant general, or other departments, 
 with an assurance that — even if they saw 
 
FINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GREAT DRAMA; ETC. G45 
 
 the General-in-cliief — lie could do nothing 
 more for them than give them the same 
 direction. With these points courteously 
 explained, they go away quite content, 
 although refused admittance." 
 
 " Ah, yes," replied Mr. Lincoln, gravely 
 — and his words on this matter are import- 
 ant as illustrating a rule of his action, 
 and to some extent, perhaps, the essential- 
 ly representative character of his muid 
 and of his administration — " ah, yes ! such 
 things do very Avell for you military peo- 
 ple, with your ai-bitrary rule, and in your 
 camps. But the oflice of President is 
 essentially a civil one, and the affair is 
 very different. For myself, I feel — though 
 the tax on my time is heavy — that no 
 hours of my day are better employed than 
 those which thus bring me again Avithin 
 the direct contact and atmosphere of the 
 average of our whole people. Men mov- 
 ing only in an official circle are apt to be- 
 come merely official — not to say arbitrary 
 — in their ideas, and are apter and apter, 
 with each passing day, to forget that they 
 only hold power in a representative capac- 
 ity. Now this is all wrong. I go into 
 these promiscuous receptions of all who 
 claim to have business with me, twice each 
 week, and every applicant for audience has 
 to take his turn, as if waiting to be shaved 
 in a barber's shop. Many of the matters 
 brought to my notice are utterly frivolous, 
 but others are of more or less importance, 
 and all serve to renew in me a clearer and 
 more vivid image of that gi'eat popular 
 assemblage out of which I sprang, and to 
 which at the end of two years I must re- 
 turn. I tell you. Major," he said, — ap- 
 pearing at this point to recollect that Hal- 
 pine was in the room, for the former part 
 of these remarks had been made with half- 
 shut eyes, as if in soliloquy — " I tell you 
 that I call these receptions my public opin- 
 ion baths — for I have little time to read 
 the papers and gather public opinion that 
 way ; and though they may not be pleas- 
 ant in all their particulars, the effect, as a 
 whole, is renovating and invigorating to 
 
 my perceptions of responsibility and duty. 
 It would never do for a President to have 
 guards with drawn sabres at his door, as 
 if he fancied he were, or were trying to 
 be, or were assuming to be, an emperoz-." 
 
 That original phrase of the President's, 
 " public opinion baths," is not likely ever 
 to be forgotten. 
 
 Pamphlet of Jokes in the Comer of Mr. Lin- 
 coln's Desk. 
 
 In a corner of his desk, Mr. Lincoln 
 was accustomed to keep a copy of some 
 humorous work, and it was frequently his 
 habit, Avhen greatly fatigued, annoyed, or 
 depressed, to take this xip and read a chap- 
 ter, with great relief. The Saturday be- 
 fore he left Washington to go to the front, 
 just previous to the capture of Richmond, 
 had been a very hard day with him. The 
 pressure of office-seekers Avas greater at 
 that juncture than ever before, and he was 
 almost Avorn out. Among the callers that 
 evening, was a party composed of a sena- 
 tor, a representative, an ex-lieutenant gov- 
 ernor of a Avestern State, and several pri- 
 vate citizens. They had business of great 
 importance, involving the necessity of the 
 President's examination of A^oluminous 
 documents. Pushing everything aside, he 
 said to one of the party — 
 
 " Have you seen the Nasby papers ? " 
 " No, I have not — who is Nasby ? " 
 " There is a chap out in Ohio," returned 
 the President, " Avho has^ been Avriting a 
 series of letters in the ncAvspapers under 
 the signature of Petroleum V. Nasby. 
 Some one sent me a pamphlet collection 
 of them the other day. I am going to 
 Avrite to ' Petroleum ' to come down here, 
 and I intend to tell him if he Avill commu- 
 nicate his talent to me, I will swap places 
 Avith him ! " Thereupon he arose, Avent to 
 a drawer in his desk, and, taking out the 
 " letters," he sat down and read one to the 
 company, finding in their enjoyment of it 
 the temporary excitement and relief Avhich 
 another man, perhaps, Avould have found 
 in a glass of grog ! The instant he had 
 
646 
 
 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 ceased, the book was thrown a?i(le, his ' woman saw it in that light and wept 
 
 countenance reLapsed into its habitual se- 
 rious expression, and the business was en- 
 tered upon with tlie utmost earnestness. 
 
 Justice surviving Clemency. 
 One of the officers employed in investi- 
 gating the plot of the murder of the Pres- 
 ident had occasion to question a woman 
 who was in some way connected with the 
 
 Justice survived, while mercy lay stricken 
 to the ground by those most in need of its 
 benefit. 
 
 Andrew Johnson's Tailor Shop 
 
 affair. She kept flippantly asserting that 
 " S'help me heaven I don't know anything 
 about it, and s'help me heaven, I don't tell 
 an untruth, for 1 never told a lie in my 
 life," keeping on in her voluble assertions 
 till at length the officer quietly interrupted 
 her with the assurance that it did not much 
 matter to him what she revealed, but it 
 might be better for her, — at which she be- 
 came a little indignant, and asked what 
 they could do with her if she knew about 
 the matter and wouldn't tell it. " Why," 
 responded the officer, " in case you prove 
 to be implicated as much as I am afraid 
 you are, you might be hanged." At this 
 reply she was a trifle moved, and said, 
 "Justice should be tempered with clemen- 
 cy." " Ah, yes, my dear madam," replied 
 the officer, " but you forget that the clem- 
 cncvman U dead." For the first time the 
 
 Polly's Baby. 
 In a rather plain frame building in 
 Raleigh, North Carolina, Andrew John- 
 son, President of the United States, was 
 born. The house is shown to visitors by 
 the o^\^ler, a venera- 
 -^^ ble old lady named 
 
 ^ ^^S :^ Stewart. She will 
 
 ~^~ ' ^^.."~'-~' also tell how, in an 
 
 ~^^---'r:- ecstacy of delight, 
 
 on returning from 
 her wedding tour, the 
 first news she got 
 was, " Polly has a 
 baby." Full of the 
 feelings and enthusi- 
 asm of a young bride, 
 she rushed in and 
 ^SfflK; kissed and hugged 
 ' ■ the baby. " Little I 
 thought," she ex- 
 s, claimed to a visitor, 
 "that I was caress- 
 ing the future Pres- 
 ident of the United States." " You, then, 
 knew his father and mother?" "Yes, 
 Sii-, I knew them well ; they Avere in our 
 employ for several years." "How did 
 they serve you ? " " They were plain, hard- 
 working, honest folks, that attended to 
 their business and nothing more." When 
 leaving, the old lady said to her company, 
 " How I would hke to see him, dear me ; 
 only it is so far ; but then he Avould not 
 knoAV me. Well, any way, I should like 
 to see ; I think he would grant me one lit- 
 tle request. I have a grandson in prison 
 in the North, perhaps he'd let him come 
 home to gladden my old heart — would you 
 me4ition it to him, Sir ? " 
 
 Pocket-Full of Coin Ready for Delivery. 
 The words " Honest Old Abe " have 
 passed into the language of our time and 
 
FINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GREAT DRAMA; ETC. 647 
 
 country as the synonym for all that is just 
 and honest in man. Yet thousands of in- 
 stances, unknown to the world, might be 
 added to those so often told of Mr. Lin- 
 coln's great and crowning virtue. He dis- 
 liked inuendoes, concealments, and subter- 
 fuges ; and no sort of approach at official 
 "jobbing" ever had any encouragement 
 from him. He steadily discountenanced 
 all practices of government officers using 
 any part of the public funds for tempora- 
 ry of personal purposes ; and he loved to 
 tell of an instance in his own official expe- 
 rience, when he Avas saved from embar- 
 rassment by his rigid adherence to a good 
 rule. 
 
 He had been postmaster at Salem, Illi- 
 nois, during Jackson's administi'ation, AVil- 
 liam T. Barry being then Postmaster-Gen- 
 eral, and resigning his office, removed to 
 Springfield, having sent a statement of ac- 
 counts to the Department at Washington. 
 No notice was taken of his account, which 
 showed a balance due the Government of 
 over one hundred and fifty dollars, until 
 three or four years after, Avhen, Amos Ken- 
 dall being Postmaster-General, he was 
 presented with a draft for the amount due. 
 Some of Mr. Lincoln's friends, who knew 
 that he was in straightened circumstances 
 then, as he had always been, heard of the 
 draft and offered to help him out with a 
 loan ; but he told them not to worry, and 
 producing from his trunk an old pocket, 
 tied up and marked, counted out in six- 
 pences, shillings, and quarters, the exact 
 sum required of him, in the identical coin 
 which he received while in office years be- 
 fore, and which he had sacredly reserved 
 for the Government, whenever the proper 
 official should be pleased to respond to his 
 " account rendered." 
 
 Answering: the Secretary and tlie General. 
 One of the last stories told by Presi- 
 dent Lincoln, was to one of the members 
 of his cabinet who went to see him, to ask 
 if it would be a proper proceeding to per- 
 mit Jake Thompson to slip through Maine 
 
 in disguise and embark from Portland to 
 a foreign port. The President, as usual, 
 was disposed to be merciful and to pemiit 
 the arch traitor to pass unmolested. The 
 Secretary, however, urged that he should 
 be arrested as a traitor, saying : 
 
 '' By permitting him to escape the pen- 
 alties of treason, you sanction it." 
 
 " Well," replied Mr. Lincoln, " let me 
 tell you a story. There was an Irish sol- 
 dier here last summer who wanted some- 
 thing to drink stronger than ■water, and 
 stopped at a drug shop, where he espied a 
 soda fomitain. ' Mr. Doctor,' said he, 
 ' give me, plase, a glass of soda wather, 
 an' if yees can put in a few dhrops of 
 whiskey unbeknown to meself. I'll be 
 obleeged.' Now," continued Mr. Lincoln, 
 " if Jake Thompson is permitted to go 
 through Maine unbeknoAvn to meself, 
 what's the harm ? So don't have him ar- 
 rested." 
 
 Similar was the logic employed by Mr. 
 Lincoln, it appears, in the case of Jeffer- 
 son Davis. General Sherman, in vindica- 
 ting himself against Avhat he regarded as 
 the hostile course of the War Department, 
 said that the Government never distinctly 
 explained to him the policy which should 
 guide his actions, and that at City Point 
 he had asked Mr, Lincoln whether he 
 wanted Jefferson Davis captured, and for 
 reply had been told a story. This story 
 is the one, substantially, which Mr. Lin- 
 coln had employed in the case narrated 
 above, but its use in connection with Da- 
 vis, and its repetition by General Sher-. 
 man, under the cii'cmnstances referred to, 
 give it in some measure a historical value. 
 
 " I'll tell you, General," Mr. Lincoln is 
 said to have begun, " I'll tell you what I 
 think about taking Jefferson Davis. Out 
 in Sangamon County there was an old 
 temperance lecturer who was very strict 
 in the doctrine and practice of total absti- 
 nence. One day, after a long ride in the 
 hot sun, he stopped at the house of a 
 friend, who proposed making him a lem- 
 onade. As the mild beverage was being 
 
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 mixed, the friend insinuatingly asked if he 
 wouldn't like just the least drop of some- 
 thing stronger to brace up his nerves after 
 the exhausting heat and exercise. ' No,' 
 replied the lecturer, ' I couldn't think of 
 it ; I'm opposed to it on principle. But,' 
 he added, with a longing glance at the 
 black bottle that stood conveniently at 
 hand, ' if you could manage to put in a 
 drop unbeknownst to me, I guess it would 
 not hurt me much.' Now, General," Mr. 
 Lincoln is said to have concluded, " I'm 
 •bound to oppose the escape of Jeff. Davis; 
 but if you could manage to let him slip 
 out. unbeknownst-like, I guess it Avouldn't 
 hurt me much." 
 
 " And that," exclaimed General Sher- 
 man, " is all I could get out of the Gov- 
 ernment as to what its policy was concern- 
 ing the rebel leaders." 
 
 The good intentions of the amiable Pres- 
 ident are appreciated by the whole nation 
 that mourns his loss ; but his willingness 
 to allow the escape of the great master- 
 spirit of the rebellion, can scarcely be said 
 to have been shared by many beside him- 
 self, even to " save trouble." 
 
 Second Reflection in the Looking' Glass. 
 When Mr. Lincoln received the news 
 of his first election, he went home to tell 
 Mrs. Lincoln about it. She was up stairs 
 in the bed-room, and there he Avent, throw- 
 ing himself dowii on a lounge, in a care- 
 less manner. "Opposite where I lay," 
 said Mr Lincoln, "was a bureau, with a 
 swmging glass upon it," — ^^and here in re- 
 lating the matter to a friend he got up and 
 placed the furniture so as to illustrate the 
 position — '' and, looking in that glass, I 
 saw myself reflected, nearly at full length, 
 but my face, I noticed, had two separate 
 and distinct images, the tip of the nose of 
 one being about three inches from the tip 
 of the other. I was a little bothered, per- 
 haps startled, and got up and looked in the 
 glasS; but the illusion vanished. On lying 
 down again, I saw it a second time — 
 plainer, if possible, than before ; and then 
 
 I noticed that one of the faces was a little 
 paler, say five shades, than the other. I 
 got up and the thing melted away, and I 
 went off, and, in the excitement of the 
 hour, forgot all about it — nearly, but not 
 quite, for the thing would once in a while 
 come up, and give me a little pang, as 
 though something uncomfortable had hap- 
 pened. A few days after, I tried the ex- 
 periment again, when [with a laugh,] sure 
 enough, the thing came back again ; but I 
 never succeeded in bringing the ghost back 
 after that, though I once tried very indus- 
 triously to show it to my wife, Avho was 
 worried about it somewhat. She thought 
 it was a ' sign ' that I Avas to be elected to 
 a second term of office, and that the pale- 
 ness of one of the faces was an omen that 
 I should not see life through the last 
 term." 
 
 The President, with his usual 'good 
 sense, saw nothing in all this but an opti- 
 cal illusion ; though the flavor of supersti- 
 tion which hangs about every man's com- 
 position made him wish that he had never 
 seen it. But there ai'e people Avho will 
 now believe that this odd coincideYice Avas 
 " a Avarning," notAvithstanding its entire 
 consistency Avith the laAvs of nature. 
 
 Tenth of May at Irwinsville. 
 On arriving at General Johnston's head- 
 quarters, and learning of the terms of the 
 convention between Sherman and John- 
 ston, Jefferson Davis, then on his flight 
 South from Richmond, stopped at Char- 
 lotte, N. C. It AA'as frequently remarked 
 that it Avas dangerous to do so ; but he iu- 
 A'ariably replied that he had tAVO many 
 friends, and kncAv the countiy tAVO Avell, 
 to be caught by any of the forces in the 
 Yankee army. lie remained at Charlotte 
 until tAvelve o'clock on the day that the 
 armistice expired. At eleven o'clock on 
 that day, his horse, a handsome blooded 
 bay, was brought to the door of the pri- 
 A%ite house in Avhichhe Avas stopping. At 
 tAvelve, haA'ing learned that the terms of 
 the aforesaid convention were rejected, he 
 
FINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GREAT DRAMA; ETC. 649 
 
 mounted his horse, and, accompanied by 
 numerous friends and officials, rode off. 
 At the same time a force of cavahy, under 
 General Dibrel, moved off with him. 
 
 In passing through Lexington, Davis 
 was intz'oduced by Judge Freeman, of 
 Mississippi, who was traveling with him, 
 to Dr. Dusenbury, a native of the place. 
 The doctor invited Davis in to take a 
 drink of apple brandy, and he did so. A 
 brief conversation ensued, the doctor re- 
 marking — 
 
 " Mr. Davis, our cause is lost." 
 
 " Our cause may be lost," replied Davis, 
 " but the principle for which we are con- 
 tending will present itself at another time, 
 in another shape." 
 
 He meant that there would yet be a 
 conflict between the great agricultural in- 
 terests of the South and the manufacturing 
 and commercial interests of the North and 
 Northwest. The conversation continu- 
 ing. Dr. Dusenbury agam observed — 
 
 " The masses of the people of the South 
 are not prepared for self-government." 
 
 " Unfortunately it is so," replied Davis. 
 
 Davis continued his flight, but General 
 Wilson, Avho had been put on the fugitive's 
 track, was following hard after him, hav- 
 ing left Macon on the evening of May 7th, 
 with orders to push on by forced marches. 
 On the 7th, Lieutenant Colonel Harden, 
 commanding the First Wisconsin, stx'uck 
 the trail of Davis at Dublin, Laurens 
 County, and followed him closely, night 
 and day, through the pine wilderness of 
 Alligator Creek and Green Swamps, via 
 Cumberlandsville to Irwinsville. At Cum- 
 berlandsville. Colonel Harden met Colonel 
 Pritchard, with his picked men and horses 
 of the Fourth Michigan, Harden followed 
 the trail directly south, while Pritchard, 
 having fresher horses, pushed down the 
 Ocmulgee toward Hopewell, and thence 
 by House Creek to Irwinsville, arriving 
 there at midnight of the ninth. Davis 
 had not arrived ; but from a citizen Pritch- 
 ard learned that his party were encamped 
 two miles out of the town. He made dis- 
 
 positions of his men, and surrounded the 
 camp before day. 
 
 The attack was made upon the camp by 
 Colonel Pritchard just as the first streak of 
 dawn began to light the eastern sky. The 
 fugitive party were suddenly startled by 
 the yells of the soldiers, but woke too 
 late to make preparations for even a feeble 
 resistance. After the officers and men 
 were safely under guard, which occupied 
 some time, a corporal went to the door of 
 the tent occupied by defunct royalty, and 
 ordered them to come forth snd deliver 
 themselves up. ' Mrs. Davis ajipeared at 
 the door, somewhat en dishabille, and said: 
 
 " Please, gentlemen, do not intrude upon 
 the privacy of ladies. There are no gen- 
 tlemen here, and you will oblige us greatly 
 by giving us time to dress." 
 
 "All right, madam," was the reply ; " we 
 will give you time to make your toilet, 
 and then you can take a ride to Macon 
 for your health." 
 
 After something of an interval, the mo- 
 notony outside only being broken by the 
 
 sirs. Jetf. Davis. 
 
 demands of the guard to " hurry up," 
 there came to the door Mrs. Davis and 
 Miss Howell, leading an apparently de- 
 crepit old lady, dressed in a lady's water- 
 proof cloak, with a tight hood on her head, 
 and her face covered with a- small veil. 
 The ' old lady ' could walk only with great 
 difficulty, but tottered through the door 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, 
 
 of the tent with a tin pail on her arm. 
 It appears that Mrs. Davis's keen eyes 
 were the first to recognize the horsemen 
 as they approached in the distance to be 
 Yankee cavahy, and she immediately 
 called to her negro female servant, Ellen 
 Bond, to get the articles of apparel in 
 question, which being done, Mrs. Davis 
 arrayed her liege loi'd in them, and then 
 said to Mrs. Bond, " Go with Mr. Davis 
 and try to get him off; for God's sake 
 don't refuse me, Ellen ; save him if you 
 can." 
 
 Mrs. Bond left the tent with Mr. Davis, 
 Mrs. Davis saying, " Soldier, I suppose 
 
 made use of such sneering remarks as 
 " Valorous soldiers, indeed, to make war 
 upon Avomen and children ! " "I thought 
 the Yankee government was a little more 
 valorous than to send its soldiers to steal 
 defenceless women and children out of 
 their beds at night ! " He also remarked, 
 among other things, that Lee was one of 
 the boldest Generals of which he had any 
 knowledge — never needing to be urged. 
 This was in comparison with Johnston, of 
 whom his silence was marked. 
 
 After a hurried breakfast the party was 
 put in marching order. The prisoners 
 were in ambulances, preceded by the band 
 
 you have no objection to letting my old of the Fourth Michigan cavalry, which 
 
 played first " Yan- 
 kee Doodle," and 
 then " John Brown's 
 body's marching on," 
 to inspirit the droop^ 
 ing mood of the cap- 
 tives! 
 
 On reaching the 
 steamer that was to 
 convey him to For- 
 tress Monroe, there 
 to be kept under lock 
 and key, the scene 
 of parting with his 
 family took place. 
 They were grouped 
 on the deck, and 
 consisted of IVIrs. Da- 
 vis, a girl just about in her teens, a 
 boy somewhat younger, and an infant. 
 Mrs. Davis was clad in black, — a woman 
 of prepossessing appearance, of the bru- 
 nette style, though her black hair was 
 sprinkled with gray; her black eyes 
 sparkled clearly, and her features bore a 
 resolute stamp. Mr. Davis, a tall spare 
 man, having a wan, gaunt and de- 
 pressed look, his whiskers and moustache 
 rather close cut and almost white, was the 
 chief character. He was clad in a suit 
 of fine dark gray cloth, and wore an over- 
 coat of the same material ; his head was 
 covered by a soft gray felt hat. He parted 
 
 JeETs last Shift— Capture by the Yauks 
 
 for some water 
 
 mother go to the sprin^ 
 for us to wash with ? " 
 
 " Well, I reckon I have some little ob- 
 jection to letting that ' old lady ' go," was 
 the reply ; " she wears boots, don't she? " 
 and with the point of his sabre he raised 
 the frock, discovering a large, coarse pair 
 of calf-skin boots. While doing this, an- 
 other soldier stripped the veil and hood 
 from off his face, and lo! Davis — it was 
 he ! Finding that he was fairly caught, 
 and would be delivered info the hands of 
 his enemies, he waxed exceeding wroth, — 
 declared how he would have defended him- 
 self if he had his revolver, — and frequently 
 
FINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GREAT DRAMA; ETC. 651 
 
 from his family in rather a formal manner. 
 After embracing them coldly and without 
 any outward show of feeling, he walked on 
 board the other little steamer, the Pierce, 
 . which was to convey him to his prison 
 
 quarters. 
 
 ♦ 
 
 Sir Frederick's Gluestion Answered. 
 
 The set speeches of State dignitaries 
 rarely possess an attractive interest to the 
 masses, while their familiar personal inter- 
 course gives an index to the actual state 
 of feeling, which all are pleased to trace. 
 The reception given by President Johnson 
 to the newly appointed British minister. 
 Sir Frederick Bruce, in April, 1865, is an 
 illustration in point. His after interview 
 with President Johnson was as informal and 
 uadiplomatic as President Lincoln him- 
 self would have made it. The new min- 
 ister made his appearance with all his stars 
 and decorations on, presented his creden- 
 tials, and formally read his speech. Mr. 
 Johnson was in the unadorned garb usual 
 to his eminent office, and to Sir Frederick's 
 set speech simply replied, that he was glad 
 to see him, and to welcome to the capital 
 a representative of Great Britain. He 
 afterwards good-humoredly said : 
 
 " I am not much used to the diplomatic 
 formalities customary on such occasions. 
 My idea is simply that two great nations 
 ought to conduct their relations very much 
 as two neighbors who sincerely desire 
 peace and goodfellowship between them- 
 selves Avould do, and that the less mere 
 formality about it the better." 
 
 " I assure you, Mr. President," inter- 
 rupted the cordially spoken Sir Frederick, 
 pomting to his uniform and decorations, 
 " that I should feel very much more at 
 ease without these things than with them." 
 
 The remark was so thoroughly English, 
 and at the same time so consonant to 
 American prejudice against fuss and feath- 
 ers, that the President and Minister be- 
 came friends at once, and sat down for a 
 regular White House chat. Sir Frederick 
 
 asked about Sherman. President Johnson 
 explained the position. 
 
 " What chance is there for Mr. Davis, 
 then ? " asked Sir Frederick. 
 
 " Oh, a small particle still — doubtless 
 his escape across the country," said the 
 President. 
 
 " Well," replied the Minister, in an in- 
 quiring tone, ^' I should think that Mr. Da- 
 vis and a few members of his cabinet loould 
 probably find it well to start pretty soon." 
 
 " If they know what is for their own in- 
 terest," responded the President rather 
 grimly, " they had better lose no time about 
 it. The time has come when traitors must 
 be taught that they are criminals. The 
 country has clearly made up its mind on 
 that point, and it can find no more earnest 
 agent of its will than myself." 
 
 There was then a renewal of the mutual 
 promise to talk over any difficulties that 
 might arise between Great Britain and 
 the United States like two neighbors sin- 
 cerely desirous of good terms with each 
 other, and so the interview ended. 
 
 Admiration of Bums. 
 Mr. Lincoln was an enthusiastic admirer 
 of Robert Burns, always having a copy of 
 the bard's poems by him, and reading 
 them wdth delight. There was something 
 in the humble origin of Burns and in his 
 checkered life, no less than in his ten- 
 der, homely songs, that appealed to the 
 heart of the plain man who, transferred 
 from the prairies of Illinois to the execu- 
 tive mansion at Washington at a time of 
 immense responsibility, gave a fresh and 
 memorable illustration of the truth that 
 
 " The rank is but the guinea's stamp, 
 The man's the gowd for a' that." 
 
 Familiar Talk -with Mr. liincoln on the 
 Emancipation Proclamation. 
 
 The eminent historian, Mr. Bancroft, 
 remarked in his eulogy delivered in Ncav 
 York, on the Life and Character of Presi- 
 dent Lincoln, that his place in history 
 
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 would centre chiefly in the memorable 
 Proclamation of Emancipation. For one 
 of the most authentic as well as interesting 
 accounts of the origin and forth-putting of 
 that great document, the public are in- 
 debted to the exceedingly graphic pen of 
 ]\Ir. F. B. Carpenter, who, through the 
 columns of the Independent, communicated 
 a sketch of the history of the Proclama- 
 tion, as given to him by Mr. Lincoln him- 
 self, Avhile Mr. C. was painting the mag- 
 nificent picture illustrative of its consider- 
 ation by the Cabinet. 
 
 " It had got to be," said Mr. Lincoln, 
 "mid-summer, 1862. Things had gone 
 on from bad to worse, until I felt that we 
 had reached the end of our rope on the plan 
 of operations we had been pursuing ; that 
 we had about played our last card, and 
 must change our tactics, or lose the game ! 
 
 Familiar Talk -with Mr. Lincoln. 
 
 I now determined upon the adoption of the 
 emancipation policy ; and without consul- 
 tation with, or the knowledge of the Cabi- 
 net, I prepared the original draft of the 
 proclamation, and, after much anxious 
 thought, called a Cabinet meeting upon 
 the subject. This was the last of July, 
 or the first part of the month of August, 
 1862. (The exact date he did not remem- 
 ber.) This Cabinet meeting took place, I 
 think, upon a Saturday. All were pres- 
 ent, excepting Mr. Blair, the Postmaster- 
 
 General, who was absent at the opening 
 of the discussion, but came in subsequently. 
 I said to the Cabinet tiiat I had resolved 
 upon this step, and had not called tliem 
 together to ask their advice, but to lay the 
 subject matter of a proclamation before 
 them ; suggestions as to which would be 
 in order after they had heard it read. 
 Mr. Lovejoy," said he, "was in error when 
 he informed you that it excited no com- 
 ment, excepting on the part of Secretary 
 Seward. Various suggestions were offered. 
 Secretary Chase wished the language 
 stronger in reference to the arming of the 
 blacks. Mr. Blair, after he came in, de- 
 precated the policy, on the ground that it 
 would cost the administration the fall elec- 
 tions. Nothing, hoAvever, Avas offered, that 
 I had not fully anticipated and settled in 
 my OAvn mind, until Secretary Seward 
 spoke. Said he : ' ]\Ii'. President, / ap- 
 prove of the proclamation, hut I question 
 the expediency of its issue at this juncture. 
 The depression of the public mind, conse- 
 quent upon our repeated reverses, is so 
 great, that I fear the effect of so important 
 a step. It may be vieAved as the last 
 measure of an exhausted government — 
 a cry for help ; the government stretching 
 forth its hands to Ethiopia, instead of Ethi- 
 opia stretching forth her hands to the gov- 
 ernment.' His idea (said the President) 
 was that it would be considered our last 
 shriek, on the retreat. ' Now,' continued 
 Mr. SeAvard, ' Avhile I approve the measure, 
 I suggest, sir, that you postpone its issue, 
 until you can give it to the country sup- 
 ported by military success, instead of 
 issuing it, as would be the case noAV, upon 
 the greatest disasters of the war ! '" 
 
 " The Avisdom of the vicAV of the Sec- 
 retary of State," said Mr. Lincoln, "struck 
 me with very great force. It Avas an aspect 
 of the case that, in all my thought upon 
 the subject, I had entirely overlooked. 
 The result was that I put the draft of the 
 proclamation aside, as you do your sketch 
 for a picture, waiting for a victory. From 
 time to time I added or changed a line, 
 
FINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GREAT DEAMA; ETC. 653 
 
 touching it up here and there, waiting the 
 progi-ess of events. Well, the next news 
 we had was of Pope's disaster at Bull Run. 
 Things looked darker than ever. Finally, 
 came the week of the battle of Antietam. 
 I determined to wait no longer. The 
 news came, I think on Wednesday, that 
 the advantage was on our side. I was 
 then staying at the ' Soldiers' Home,' 
 (three miles out of Washington.) Here 
 I finished writing the second draft of the 
 preliminary proclamation ; Ctane up on 
 Saturday ; called the Cabinet together to 
 hear it, and it was published the following 
 Monday. It was a somewhat remarkable 
 fact, that there were just one hundred 
 days between the dates of the two procla- 
 mations, issued upon the 22d of Septem- 
 ber and the 1st of January. I had not 
 made the calculation at the time." 
 
 At the tinal meeting on Saturday, an- 
 other interesting incident occurred in con- 
 nection with Secretary Seward. The 
 President had written the important part 
 of the proclamation — 
 
 " That on the first day of Januaiy, in 
 the year of our Lord one thousand eight 
 hundred and sixty-three, all persons held 
 as slaves within any State or designated 
 part of a State, the people whereof shall 
 then be in rebellion against the United 
 States, shall be then, thenceforward and 
 forever free ; and the Executive govern- 
 ment of the United States, including the 
 military and naval authority thereof, will 
 recognize the freedom of such persons, and 
 will do no act or acts to repress such per- 
 sons, or any of them, in any efforts they 
 may make for their actual freedom." 
 " When I finished reading this paragraph," 
 resumed Mr. Lincoln, "Mr. Seward stopped 
 me, and said : ' I think, Mr. President, 
 that you should insert after the word ' re- 
 cognize,' in that sentence, the words * and 
 maintain.' I replied, that I had already 
 fully considered the import of that expres- 
 sion in this connection, but I had not in- 
 troduced it, because it was not my way to 
 promise what I was not entirely sure that 
 
 I could perform, and I was not prepared to 
 say that I thought we were exactly able 
 to 'maintain' this. But Mr. Seward in- 
 sisted that we ought to take this ground, 
 and the words finally went in." 
 
 A few days after the passage of the 
 Constitutional Amendment (says Mr. Car- 
 penter,) I was in Washington, and was re- 
 ceived by Mr. Lincoln with the kindness 
 and familiarity which had characterized 
 our previous intercourse. I said to him one 
 day that I was very proud to have been the 
 artist to have first conceived of the design 
 of painting a picture commemorative of the 
 act of emancipation — that subsequent oc- 
 currences had only confinned my own first 
 judgment of that act as the most sublime 
 moral event in our history. " Yes," said 
 he, and never do I remember to have no- 
 ticed in him more earnestness of expi'es- 
 sion or manner, "as affairs have turned, it 
 is the central act of my administration, and 
 the great event of the nineteenth cen- 
 tury." 
 
 I remember to have asked him, on ond 
 occasion, if there was not some opposition 
 manifested on the part of several members 
 of the Cabinet to the emancipation policy. 
 He said, in reply, " Nothing more than I 
 have stated to you. Mr. Blair thought we 
 should lose the fall elections, and opposed 
 it on that ground only." Said I, " I have 
 understood that Secretary Smith Avas not 
 in favor of your action. Mi*. Blair told 
 me that, when the meeting closed, and he 
 and the Secretary of the Interior went away 
 together, that the latter told him, if the 
 President carried out that policy, he might 
 count on losing Indiana sure ! " " Pie 
 never said anything of the kind to me," 
 returned the President. " And how," said 
 I, " does Ml-. Blair feel about it now ? " 
 " Oh," was the prompt reply, " he proved 
 right in regard to the flill elections, but he 
 is satisfied that Ave have since gained more 
 that we lost." " I have, been told," said 
 I, " that Judge Bates doubted the consti- 
 tutionality of tlie proclamation." " He 
 never expressed such an opinion, in my 
 
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 hearing," replied Mr. Lincoln ; " no mem- 
 ber of the Cabinet ever dissented from the 
 policy, in any conversation with me." 
 
 Mr. Chase told me that, at the Cabinet 
 meeting immediately after the battle of 
 Antietam, and just prior to the September 
 proclamation, the President entered upon 
 the business before them by saying that 
 " the time for the enunciation of the eman- 
 cipation policy could no longer be delayed. 
 Public sentiment," he thought, "would sus- 
 tain it — many of his warmest friends and 
 supporters demanded it ; and he had prom- 
 ised his God that he woidd do it ! " The 
 last part of this was uttered in a low tone, 
 and appeared to be heard by no one but 
 Secretary Chase, who was sitting near him. 
 He asked the President if he was cor- 
 rectly understood by him. Mr. Lincoln 
 replied : " I made a solemn vow before God 
 that, if General Lee ivas driven hack from 
 Pennsylvania, Itvould croivn the result hy 
 the declaration of freedom to the slaves ! " 
 
 Simple but Effective Point taken by Mr. 
 Lincoln in a Capital Case. 
 
 An instance Avhich occurred during Mr. 
 Lincoln's early professioiml career as a 
 lawyer, is worthy of record, as showing 
 the simplicity of his character in man- 
 aging a case that involved nothing less 
 than the life of his client. At a camp 
 meeting held in Menard County, a fight 
 took place which ended in the murder of 
 one of the participants in the quai-rel. A 
 young man named Armstrong, a son of 
 the aged couple for whom, many years 
 previously, Abraham Lincoln had worked, 
 was charged with the deed, and being ar- 
 rested and examined, a true bill w^as found 
 against him, and he was lodged in jail to 
 await his trial. As soon as Mr. Lincoln 
 received intelligence of the affair, he ad- 
 dressed a kind letter to Mrs. Armstrong, 
 stating his anxiety that her son should 
 have a fair trial, and offering in return for 
 her kindness to him while in adverse cir- 
 cumstances some years before, his profes- 
 
 sional services gratuitously in defence of 
 her son. Investigation of the matter in 
 its various bearings, convinced the volun- 
 teer attorney that the young man was the 
 victim of a conspiracy, and he determined 
 to postpone the trial until the excitement 
 had subsided. Tiie day of trial, how- 
 ever, finally arrived, and the accuser tes- 
 tified positively that he saw the accused 
 plunge the knife into the heart of the 
 murdered man. He declared that he re- 
 membered all the circumstances perfectly 
 — that the murder was committed about 
 half-past nine o'clock in the evening, the 
 moon shining brightly, so as to render it 
 easy for him to see the act committed. 
 Mr. Lincoln reviewed all the testimony 
 carefully, and then proved conclusively 
 that the moon, which the accuser had 
 sworn was shining brightly, did not rise 
 until an hour or more after the murder 
 was committed. Other discrepancies were 
 exposed, and in thirty minutes after the 
 jury retired, they returned with a verdict 
 of " Not Guilty." 
 
 Life of Lincoln ■written by Himself. 
 The singular modesty of Mr. Lincoln 
 is, perhaps, in no instance more palpably 
 illustrated than in the account given by 
 Mr. Charles Lanman, the well-knoMii edi- 
 tor and author. Li 1858, Mr. Lanman 
 commenced his labors on the work known 
 as the " Dictionary of Congress," in the 
 preparation of which he forwarded to 
 every ex-member of Congress whose res- 
 idence he could ascertain, a circular asking 
 each person for information -as to the date 
 and place of his birth, the character of his 
 education, his profession or occupation, and 
 a list of any public positions he may have 
 filled. In looking over the tliousands of 
 replies that were sent to him, Mr. Lanman 
 remarks upon the flict that men of the 
 greatest ability invariably told a direct and 
 brief story, — thereby showing their innate 
 modesty, and writing nothing to compro- 
 mise their dignity. The reply which he 
 
FINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GREAT DRAMA; ETC. 655 
 
 received from Mr. Lincoln was of this char- 
 acter — singidarly brief, and yet compre- 
 hensive, — as follows : 
 
 Born, February 12, 1809, in Hardin 
 county, Kentucky. 
 
 Education defective. 
 
 Profession, a lawyer. 
 
 Plave been a captain of volunteers in 
 the Black Hawk war. 
 
 Postmaster at a very small office. 
 
 Four times a member of the Illinois 
 Legislature. 
 
 And was a member of the lower House 
 of Congress. • 
 
 Yours, &c., A. Lincoln. 
 
 Such is the story cf his life down to 
 1858. "What a wonderful contrast does it 
 present to his subsequent career ! 
 
 eral Grant .^ Even 
 
 (naming a mem- 
 
 ber of Congress from Illinois) came and 
 told me that he (Grant) was not worth a 
 — , and that I would have to remove him. 
 But I remembered that you, and Hatch, 
 and others, had been down there about the 
 first of April, anfl had not said a word to 
 me on the subject." 
 
 In Major Penniman's "Tanner Boy," 
 may be found the happy secret, admirably 
 told, of the good President's confidence in 
 his cfreat General. 
 
 Solitary and Alone in Favor of Grant. 
 
 Soon after the capture of A'icksburg by 
 General Grant, Hon. Jesse K. Dubois, of 
 Illinois, went to Washington, to obtain a 
 sick furlough for his son, who had been at 
 the siege and was then in a Memphis hos- 
 pital. Mr. Lincoln himself went to the 
 War Office with Mr. Dubois, to obtain the 
 furlough. Returning from the office, and 
 while Mr. Lincoln, Mr. Dubois, and United 
 States Marshal Phillips were standing at 
 the railing which separates the War Office 
 grounds from those of the White House, 
 the following conversation, in substance, 
 took place : 
 
 «• Mr. President," said Mr. Dubois, " I 
 do not like General Grant's paroling those 
 prisoners at Vicksburg. We had better 
 feed than fight them." 
 
 Mr. Lincoln, straightening himself up to 
 his full height, and his countenance beam- 
 ing with that peculiar smile which indi- 
 cated that he was highly pleased, said : 
 
 " Dubois, General Grant has done so 
 well, and we are iill so pleased at the tak- 
 ing of Vicksburg, let us not quarrel with 
 him about that matter." He then added, 
 placing his foot upon the base of the rail- 
 ing, and taking a less erect posture, " Du- 
 bois, do you know that at one time 1 stood 
 solitary and alone here in favor of Gen- 
 
 Goo^ Humor towards a Journalist. 
 A gentleman visited President Lincoln 
 in high dudgeon one night. He was a 
 newspaper proprietor, and one of his edi- 
 tors had been arrested. "Mr. Lincoln," 
 he said, " I have been oif electioneering 
 for your re-election, and in my absence you 
 have had my editor arrested. I won't 
 stand it, Sir. I have fought better admin- 
 istrations than yours." " AVhy, John," said 
 the President, " I don't know much about 
 it. I suppose your boys have been too en- 
 terprising. The fact is, I don't interfere 
 with the press much, but I suppose I am 
 responsible." " I want you to order the 
 man's release to-night," said the applicant ; 
 " I shan't leave here till I get it. In fact, 
 I am the man who should be arrested. 
 Why don't you send me to Capitol Hill ? " 
 This idea pleased the President exceeding- 
 ly. He laughed the other into good hu- 
 mor. " In fact," he said, " I am under re- 
 straint here, and glad of any pretext to 
 release a journalist." So he wrote the or- 
 der, and the editor got his liberty. 
 
 Under Lock and Key. 
 On the capture of Jefferson Davis at 
 Irwinsville, he was at once taken to Macon, 
 and thence to Hilton Head, by the steam- 
 er Clyde, and then to Fortress Monroe by 
 the little steamer Silas C. Pierce. Gen- 
 eral Miles was charged by the Secretary 
 of War with the disposal of the captive, 
 and, boarding the Clyde, he despatched an 
 officer of the guard to order the prisoner 
 to report to him. Davis immediately made 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE EEBELLION, 
 
 his appearance, and General Miles at once 
 informed him that he was to be removed 
 from that vessel to Fortress Monroe, and 
 that a few minutes would be allowed him 
 to take leave of his family. He did not 
 evince any surprise at tliis announcement, 
 but, bidding his family fiii-ewell, he widked 
 on board the Pierce, closely attended by 
 General Miles. After reaching the deck 
 of the Pierce lie beckoned his son Jeff., 
 and bade him summon P)ob, his colored 
 body servant. When Bob made his ap- 
 pearance, Davis shook liim warmly by the 
 hand and bade him " Good bye." 
 
 Mrs. Davis bore the parting remarkably 
 well, and it did not seem to cost her much 
 effort to do so. As the Pierce was about 
 getting underway she leaned over the rail 
 of the Clyde, and called out to her hus- 
 band, "Jeff! if they will allow you, write 
 to me and let me know what kind of quar- 
 ters you have." She also requested him 
 that if it were possible he should remain 
 with Clay — a fellow captive and criminal. 
 Lieutentant- Colonel Pritchard, as the 
 steamer was leaving, stepped up to Mrs. 
 Davis and bade her adieu, when she said 
 to tlie Colonel, " This is very hard," a re- 
 mark wliich very naturally brings to mind 
 the many, many affecting partings which 
 took place between loyal and loving ones — 
 now buried and moui'ned — during the past 
 four years, all occasioned by the crime of 
 that leading conspirator. 
 
 General Miles lavished no needless 
 courtesies upon the offender, indeed, no 
 courtesies whatever were exchanged, nor 
 did any social recognition transpire, with 
 the prisoner. To preclude any attempt at 
 jumping overboard, by Davis or his com- 
 panions in felony, a strong guard, was 
 placed on each side of the gangway ; this 
 guard 4:onsisted of twenty-five cavalrymen 
 armed with Sharps' rifles. 
 
 The Pierce landed at the Engineer's 
 dock, where an additional guard w^as in 
 waiting, consisting of picked men from the 
 Third Pennsylvania Artillery regiment. 
 As soon as the boat was secured. General 
 
 Miles took Davis by the arm and led him 
 ashore, at once conducting him within the 
 walls of the fort by the rear sallyport, and 
 placing huu in a cell separate by himself. 
 
 The conduct of Davis necessitated the 
 placing of irons on his feet, which were 
 subsequently removed, when they had an- 
 swered the purpose. Not only was he 
 imperious and haughty, but he became ab- 
 solutely obstreperous, insulting the guard, 
 abusing the officei'S and their government, 
 throwing his food at his attendants, and 
 tearing a secession passion to tatters gen- 
 erally — sometimes threatening others, and . 
 sometimes melo-dramatically courting a 
 bayonet puncture in his bared breast. As 
 a necessity — and possibly as a punishment 
 and warning — orders were given to place 
 manacles on his feet. The Captain in 
 charge, attended by a blacksmith and grim 
 manacles, approached, saying : 
 
 " Mr. Davis, I have a very unpleasant 
 duty to perform." 
 
 " My God ! " exclaimed the conspirator, 
 " you don't intend to put those things on 
 me." 
 
 Such were the orders; the Captain could 
 only obey. Davis remonstrated. They 
 
 Jeff, and the Blacksmith. 
 
 should never be put on. The Captain must 
 go to General lialleek and have tlie order 
 countermanded. The Captain replied: 
 
FINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GREAT DRAMA: ETC. 657 
 
 " But, Mr. Davis, the order came from 
 General Halleck." Davis, still insisted 
 that the order must be countermanded. 
 At this, the Captain finally and resolutely 
 said — 
 
 '' You are a military man, INIr. Davis, 
 and know that my only course is — to obey 
 orders." 
 
 Davis now went off m a more towering 
 passion than before, and declared he would 
 never be ironed alive. After becoming a 
 little cool, and mechanically placing one 
 foot on a stool, the Captain told the black- 
 smith to proceed. Leaning forward to 
 take to his arms the heels of the anti-co- 
 ercionist, Davis seized him, and with a 
 vigorous push tumbled him backward on 
 the floor, while the honest son of Vulcan, 
 justly indignant, hurled his hammer at the 
 " president," but missed him. Davis then 
 attempted to seize a gun, and asked to be 
 bayoneted. The guards presented bayo- 
 nets, and the Captain feared he might rush 
 upon them, and so ordered the guard to 
 fall back. The Captain then called in four 
 stout men and ordered them to lay Davis 
 on his back, which they did, the prisoner re- 
 sisting with almost preternatural strength, 
 essaymg to deal a thwack now to the i-ight 
 and anon to the left, and writhing in, their 
 grasp while the blacksmith hammered on 
 the rivet with a will. When placed in 
 his chair again, Davis looked in utter de- 
 spair upon his manacled limbs, and was 
 unable, even with his well known strong 
 will, to conceal his emotions. The black- 
 smith's medicine had the desired effect, so 
 that the great fugitive became compara- 
 tively docile, far less defiant, but more de- 
 pressed, and the irons were subsequently 
 removed. 
 
 It was feared he would starve himself 
 to death, and, complaining of being sick, 
 he expressed a wish, one day, to see a phy- 
 sician. The officer of the day, afler con- 
 sulting the proper authorities, told his pris- 
 oner that a doctor would be allowed him. 
 '* What physicians have you here ? " asked 
 Davis of Captain Tetlow, the officer on 
 
 duty. Captam T. mentioned the names 
 of Doctors Bancroft, Janeway, and Craven. 
 " Where is Dr. Bancroft from ? " queried 
 Davis. " From Connecticut," answered 
 the Captain. " Don't want him, then. 
 Where's Janeway from ? Do you know 
 where Craven i^rom ? " continued Davis. 
 " Yes, he is from New Jersey." " Let mc 
 have him then.". The doctor — a strong 
 Union man, by the way — found nothing 
 seriously wrong with the prisoner's physi- 
 cal condition. The real reason of Davis's 
 desire for a physician became apparent 
 when his noontide meal was served to him. 
 He who deliberately starved to death 
 thousands of Union- prisoners was fed on 
 the regular army rations, precisely of the 
 same quantity and quality as that served 
 to the soldiers at Fortress Monroe. He 
 threw the soup, bread and meat from him, 
 exclaiming, in a loud and angry voice, 
 •that he " was not accustomed to such livinjj 
 
 Geo. N. Sanders. 
 
 and would not put up with it." The phy- 
 sician prescribing a little different diet, it 
 was served accordingly. 
 
 Transfer of "President Davis's" Table Ser- 
 vice. 
 
 A short time after the evacuation of 
 Richmond, an auction sale took place in 
 that city of a coffee, or tea set, and a 
 quantity of silver plate, formerly used by 
 Jefferson Davis. The set was purchased 
 
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 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION, 
 
 at the Side by a loyal man, and by liim 
 presented, as a souvenir, to President John- 
 son. The coffee or tea set in question is 
 a perfect minature or Ac simile of a rail- 
 road locomotive, with tender detached ; 
 the locomotive boiler receives the coffee or 
 tea, makes and discharges it through a 
 spiggot, a steam whistle indicating when the 
 tea or coffee is ready. The boiler of the loco- 
 motive is of porcelain, and the figure of the 
 fireman, of the same material, appears on 
 the locomotive vigorously ringing the bell, 
 — the breakfast, dinner, or supper bell, as 
 the case may be. The tender, which is 
 an admixture of brass and other metal, 
 carries the sugar in an elegant siher cais- 
 son, with goblet for cognias and stunning 
 small cut glasses. The sides of the tender 
 are embellished with racks for cigars. But 
 the most curious contrivance of all is a 
 secret music box, located somewhere in 
 the tender, which, being set, plays eight 
 popular airs, sufficient in dui'ation to enter- 
 tain a supper, diimer, or breakfast table. 
 The Avhole establishment, engine and 
 tender, rests upon two beautiful enamelled 
 waiters. Upon the side of the locomotive, 
 in miniature, is emblazoned "President Jef- 
 ferson Davis," showing that the testimo- 
 nial — locomotive and tender — combining 
 so peculiarly the useful and agreeable, was 
 especially designed for the use and pleas- 
 ure of " His Excellency." Upon the front, 
 just above where the " cow catcher " ought 
 to be, appears the confederate national 
 banner and battle flag, entwined with the 
 national ensimi of France. 
 
 President Lincoln's First Dollar. 
 One evening, in the executive chamber, 
 there were present a number of gentle- 
 men, among them Mr. Seward. A point 
 in the conversation suggesting the thought, 
 Mr. Lincoln said, " Seward, you never 
 heard, did you, how I earned my first dol- 
 lar?" " No," said Mr. Seward. '> Well," re- 
 plied Mr. L., " I was about eighteen years of 
 age. I belonged, you know, to what they 
 call down South the ' scrubs ' — ^people who 
 
 do not own land and slaves are nobody 
 there. But we had succeeded m raising, 
 chiefly by my labor, sufficient produce, as 
 I thought, to justify me in taking it dowi^ 
 the river to sell. After much persuasion 
 I got the consent of my mother to go, and 
 constructed a little flat boat, large enough 
 to take the barrel or two of things that we 
 had gathered, with myself and a little bun- 
 dle, down to New Orleans. A steamer 
 was coming down the river. We have, 
 you know, no wharves on the western 
 streams, and the custom wa», if passengers 
 were at any of the landings, for them to 
 go out in a boat, the steamer stopping and 
 taking them on board. I was contemplat- 
 ing my new flatboat and wondering whether 
 I could make it stronger, or improve it in 
 any particular, Avhen two men came down 
 to the shore in carriages, with trunks, and 
 looking at the different boats, singled out 
 mine, and asked, ' Who owns this ? ' I 
 answered, somewhat modestly, ' I do.' 
 ' Will you,' said one of them, ' take us and 
 our trunks out to the steamer?' 'Cer- 
 tainly,' said I. I was very glad to have 
 the opportunity of earning something. I 
 supposed that each would give me two or 
 three bits. The trunks were put on my 
 flatboat, the passengers seated themselves 
 on the trunks, and I sculled them out to 
 the steamboat. They got on board, and I 
 lifted up their heavy trunks, and put them 
 on deck. The steamer was about to put 
 on steam again, when I called out that 
 they had forgotten to pay me. Each of 
 them took from his pocket a silver half dol- 
 lar, and threw it on* the floor of my boat. 
 I could scarcely believe my eyes as I 
 picked up the money. Gentlemen, you 
 may think it a very little thing, and in 
 these days it seems to me like a trifle ; but 
 it was a most important incident in my life. 
 I could scarcely credit that I, a poor boy, 
 had earned a dollar in less than a day — 
 that by honest work I had earned a dollar. 
 The world seemed wider and fairer before 
 me. I was a more liopeful and confident 
 being from that time." 
 
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 Treating his Guests to a Good Drink. 
 
 At the interview between Mr. Lincoln 
 and the committee of the Chicago Conven- 
 tion that came to his Springfield home to 
 inform him of his nomination for the pres- 
 idency, a little incident occurred, of a social 
 nature, which deserves to be repeated. 
 
 After the ceremony had passed, Mr. 
 Lincoln remarked to the company that, as 
 an appropriate conclusion to an interview 
 so important and interesting as that which 
 had just transpired, he supposed that good 
 manners would require that he should treat 
 the committee with something to drink; 
 and, opening a door that led into a room 
 in the rear, he called out, ' Mary ! Mary ! ' 
 A girl responded to the call, whom Mr. 
 Lincoln spoke a few words to in an under- 
 tone ; and, closing the door, returned again 
 to converse with his guests. Li a few 
 minutes the maiden entered bearing a 
 large waiter, containing several glass tum- 
 blers, and a large pitcher in the midst, and 
 placed it upon the center-table. Mr. Lin- 
 ooln arose, and gravely addressing the com- 
 pany, said : ' Gentlemen, we must pledge 
 our mutual healths in the most healthy 
 beverage which our God has given to 
 man ; it is the only beverage I have ever 
 used or allowed in my family, and I can- 
 not conscientiously depart from it on the 
 present occasion ; it is pure Adam's ale 
 from the spring ; ' and taking a tumbler, he 
 touched it to his lips and pledged them his 
 highest respects in a cup of cold water. 
 Of course, all his guests were constrained 
 to admire his consistency, and to join in 
 his example. 
 
 Dissensions in th.e "Happy Family." 
 On Monday, the 6th of February, 1865, 
 after the Peace Commissioners from Rich- 
 mond had returned from Fortress Monroe, 
 Senator Johnson, of Georgia, waited on 
 Jeff. Davis, and, in substance, the following 
 conversation took place : — 
 
 '• Well, President Davis, so your peace 
 mission has failed." 
 41 
 
 " Yes, I knew it would ; I hope now the 
 reconstructionists wUl fight Lincoln instead 
 of fighting me." 
 
 Mr. Lincoln, it seems, was not opposed 
 to making peace with the States ; but he 
 was not in favor of recognizing the con- 
 federate government as an independent 
 power. 
 
 " I see, President, that you have with- 
 drawn all the troops from Georgia into 
 Carolina and Virginia. What will the 
 people of Georgia do for protection in the 
 next campaign ? " 
 
 " The people of Georgia have followed 
 the counsels of Governor Brown and Mr. 
 Stephens ; they must now protect them- 
 selves." 'I- 
 
 " Well, President, if you can do without 
 the people of Georgia, the people of Geor- 
 ffia can do without you 1 " 
 
 The Last Battery in Lee's Army : its Doom 
 Sealed hy Loyal Virgrinia Troops. '' 
 
 It is indeed a strange fact, that the last 
 battery which the distinguished command- 
 er of the Confederate army, General Rob- 
 ert E. Lee, ever put in position near Ap- 
 pomattox Court-house, was silenced by a 
 skirmish line thrown forward by Brigadier- 
 General T. M. Harris (and commanding 
 s?t Fredericksburg), under command of 
 Captain Jarbo, of the Tenth West Vir- 
 ginia, and consisted entirely of West Vir- 
 ginia Union troops, armed with the Spen- 
 cer seven-shooter. General Lee, supposing 
 that there was nothing but cavalry in his 
 front, ordered his column to disperse it 
 and move forward. The Twenty-fourth 
 Army Corps having, by a forced march 
 of twenty-four hours' duration, with but a 
 short interval of rest, at the middle of the 
 night been thrown in line across his front 
 in rear of the cavalry, checked his advanc- 
 ing columns. 
 
 General Lee had placed a battery in 
 position, and was shelling the line com- 
 manded by General Harris (consisting, as 
 before remarked, of West Virginia troops) 
 at a furious rate, when Harris ordered the 
 
660 
 
 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. 
 
 skirmish line forward, under Captain Jar- 
 bo, with orders to silence the troublesome 
 battery, which, with the aid of the Spencer 
 rifle, they were enabled to do in half an 
 hour, the line of support following up rap- 
 idly. A portion of the battery had been 
 withdrawn, and one or two guns, the horses 
 of which had been killed, fell into the hands 
 of the Federal General. 
 
 These cannon were the last ever ordered 
 
 into position hy General Lee. Soon after 
 their capture terms were proffered by 
 Grant, and accepted by the Confederate 
 General ; the war in Virginia was at an 
 end ; and now, at last, upon the long and 
 bloody drama of Southern Rebellion, 
 — the greatest and most ghastly organized 
 crime that stands out in human history, — 
 fell the white curtain of Federal Vic- 
 tory AND National Peace ! 
 
 ■ To Whom it Mav Concern \ '■ 
 
LIST OF BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, CAPTURES, 
 SURRENDERS, SURPRISES, ETC., 
 
 AND OF NQTABLE LOCALITIES, OX LAND AND SEA, DUEING THE REBELLION, 
 
 CONSULTED IN THE PREPARATION OF THESE ANECDOTES.* 
 
 (See also General Index, at the close of the volume.) 
 
 Abaco, 1862, July Y, 16. 
 
 Abbeville, La, 1863, Nov. 20. 
 
 Abbeville, Miss., 1862, Nov. 30, Dec. 2; 1864, 
 
 Aug. 10. 
 Aberdeen, 1864, Feb. 19. 
 Abingdon, 1864, Dec. 14. 
 AccATiNK, 1863, Aug. 11, Oct. 17. 
 AcKWORTH, 1864, June 6, Oct. 5. 
 AcQUiA, see Aquia. 
 
 Adairsville, 1863, Oct. 24; 1864, May 11. 
 Adamsville, 1862, April 6. 
 Aiken, 1865, Feb. 10, 11. 
 Aiken's Landing, 1864, June 21; — . 
 Alabama River; — . 
 Albemarle Sound ; — . 
 Aldie, 1862, Oct. 9; 1863, Feb. 6, Mar. 12, June 
 
 4, 17, Aug. 1. 
 Alexandria, La. and Miss., 1863, May 6, Nov. 
 
 18; 1864, Mar. 15, 21, 26, May 5, 14; 1865, 
 
 June 2 ; — . 
 Alexandria, Mo., 1862, Aug. 3. 
 Alexandria, Va., 1861, May 24, June 1 ; 1862, 
 
 Aug. 27. 
 Alexandria Falls, 1864, May 16. 
 Alimosa, 1861, Oct. 4. 
 All Saint's Parish, 1865, Feb. 4. 
 Allatoona, 1864, May 24, June 2, Oct. 6. 
 Alleghany, and A. Junction, 1S61, Dec. 13 ; 
 
 1864, Jan. 2; — . 
 Alligator Harbor, 1863, June 13. 
 Altamaha River ; — . 
 Alton, 1864, Jan. 26. 
 Amelia Court House, 1865, April 3. 
 Americus, Prison. 
 Amity River, 1863, May 12; — . 
 Anandale, 1861, Dec. 4; 1863, Feb. 14, June 
 
 27. 
 
 Anderson's Cross Roads, 1863, Oct. 2 ; 1864,, 
 
 Oct. 1, 2. 
 Andersonville, Prison. 
 Annapolis, 1861, April 22, 23; - 
 Annisville. 
 
 Antietam, 1862, Sept.l6, 17 ; 1863, July 8-11 ; — . 
 Apache Canon, and A. Pass, 1862, Mar. 27, 28. 
 Apalachian Range ; — . 
 Appalachicola, 1862, April 3, Oct. 15. 
 Appomattox, 1862, May 27; 1864, May 10; 1865, 
 
 April 2-9 ; — . 
 Aquia Creek, 1861, May 31, June 1, July 29, 
 
 Oct. 11 ; 1862, Mar. 7, 15, 18, Aug. 2, Sept. 7 ; — . 
 Aransas, 1863, Nov. 17. 
 Arkadelphia, 1863, Feb. 15, Oct. 28. 
 Arkansas Post, 1863, Jan. 11, 23. 
 Arkansas River and Valley ; — . 
 Arlington, 1861, May 23, June 1 ; 
 Armstrong's Mills, 1864, Oct. 27. 
 Ashby's Gap, 1862, Sept. 22, Nov. 4 ; 1863, June 
 
 19; 1864, July 18-20. 
 AsHBYviLLE, 1864, Dcc. 17. 
 AsHKPOO River, 1863, May 3, June 3 ; 
 
 May 25. 
 Ashland, 1862, May 29; 1863, June 7; 
 
 May 11. 
 Atchafalaya, 1863, Oct. 4. 
 Athens, Ala., 1864, Sept. 20, 23, Oct. 1, 2. 
 Athens, Ga. and Tenn., 1862, May 9; 1864, 
 
 Jan. 26. 
 Athens, Ky., 1863, Feb. 23. 
 Athens, Mo., 1861, Aug. 5. 
 Atlanta, 1864, June 5-17, July 20-22, Aug. 3, 
 
 6, 10-27, 30, Sept. 2, Nov. 5, 9, 16; — . 
 AuBRY, 1862, Mar. 7. 
 Auburn, 1863, Feb. 3. 
 Augusta, Ga., 1861, Jan. ; — . 
 Augusta, K3^, 1862, Sept. 12, 27. 
 
 1864, 
 1864, 
 
 *The dates and localities of Battles here recorded, indicate either an actual engagement, or a military moTemeut, at 
 or about the time and place named. Some of the localities, which were the scene of constantly recurring military ope- 
 rations, or of prolonged occupation, inyestment, or siege, are giyen with a blank ( — ) at the right, instead of specifying, 
 in all cases, the numerous data pertaining to such. 
 
662 
 
 BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, ETC. 
 
 Austin, 1863, May 22, 23. 
 AvERYSBOROUGH, 1865, Mar. 15. 
 AvoYALLF.s Prairie, 1864, May 16. 
 Aylett's, 1863, June 4. 
 
 B. 
 
 Bachelor Creek, 1862, Oct. 1 ; 1864, Feb. 1. 
 
 Bacon Creek, 1862, Sept. 14, Dec. 25. 
 
 Bahia, 1864, Oct. 7. 
 
 Bainbridge, 1864, Jan. 14, 17, Dec. 28. 
 
 Baker's Creek, 1863, May 16. 
 
 Bald Headed Hill. 
 
 Baldwin, 1864, Feb. 18, 28. 
 
 Ball's Bluff, Cross Roads, Ferry and Gap, 
 
 1861, Aug. 27, Oct. 21 ; 1864, Mar. 31, Nov. 
 24; — . 
 
 Ballinger Mills, 1862, July 29, Oct. 22. 
 Baltimore, and B. Cross Roads, 1861, Apr. 19; 
 
 1863, July 1 ; — . 
 
 Barbee's Cross Roads, 1862, Nov. 5 ; 1863, 
 
 Sept. 1. 
 Barbour, 1862, Nov. 5. 
 Barbourstille, 1861, July 12, Sept. 16, 18, 
 
 Nov. 4. 
 Bardstown, 1861, Sept. 19; 1862, Oct. 2, 4, 6 ; 
 
 1864, June 18: 1865, Jan. 13. 
 Barhamsville. 
 Barnesville, 1862, Oct. 12. 
 Batesville, 1862, May 15; 1863, Feb. 4. 
 Bath, 1862, Jan. 4; 1863, Sept. 8. 
 
 Baton Rouge, 1862, Aug. 5, 6, Dec. 17; 1863, 
 
 Jan. 1 ; — . 
 Battle Creek, 1862, June 21, Aug. 27. 
 Baxter's Springs, 1863, Oct. 6. 
 Baylor's Farm, 1864, June 15. 
 Bayou Barnard, 1862, July 27; B. Bontouca, 
 
 1862, Nov. 21; B. Bourbeaux, 1863, Nov. 3; 
 B. DE Cache, 1862, July 7 ; B. de Metea ; B. 
 Cateau, 1863, Nov. 4; 1863, Aug. 27; B. 
 Pierre, 1863, May 1 ; B. Sara, 1862, Aug. 11, 
 31; B. Teche, 1862, Nov. 3; 1863, Jan. 13, 
 14, Apr. 14; B. Vermillion, 1863, Apr. 17, 
 Oct. 21. '^ 
 
 Bayport, 1863, Nov. 27. 
 
 Bealton, 1863, Oct. 24, 26, Dec. 25, 27. 
 
 Bean Station, 1863, Dec. 9, 14. 
 
 Bear Bluff, 1862, Feb. 24. 
 
 Bear Creek and Inlet, 1863, Feb. 5, April 17, 
 
 Nov. 15, Dec. 25. 
 Bear River, 1863, Jan. 29. 
 Bear Wallovs^, 1862, Dec. 15, 25. 
 Beaufort, 1861, Nov. 8, 10, Dec. 8; 1862, Mar. 
 
 20; -. 
 Beaver Dam and B. Mills, 1862, July 20, 27; 
 
 1864, May 9; 1865, Mar. 11. 
 Beckwitii's Farm, 1861, Oct. 13. 
 Beech Grove, 1863, June 24, 26. 
 BeeliVgton, 1861, July 8. 
 
 Beher's Mill, 1861, Sept. 2. 
 
 Bell River, 1862, Nov. 3, Dec. 1. 
 
 Belle Isle, — . 
 
 Bellefield and Belltown, 1863, Oct. 13 ; 1864; 
 
 Dec. 9. 
 Belmont, 1861, Nov. 7. 
 Bennett's Mills, 1861, Sept. 1. 
 Benton, 1862, Jan. 26, Mar. 6. 
 Bentonsville, 1865, Mar. 19, 20. 
 Berlin, 1861, Sept. 30, Dec. 15. 
 Bermuda Hundred, 1864, May 4, 5, 11, 20, June 
 
 2, 12-19; — . 
 Berry's Ferry, 1863, May 16. 
 Berryville, 1862, Mar. 6, 12, May 25, Nov. 26- 
 
 29, Dec. 1 ; 1863, Apr. 21, June 6, 13; 1864, 
 
 Aug. 10, 13, Sept. 4. 
 Bertie, 1864, Feb. 26. 
 Bertrand, 1861, Dec. 11. 
 
 Berwick Bay and City, 1863, Mar. 13-18; — . 
 Bethany, 1865, Apr. 4. 
 Bethel Church, 1861, June 10. 
 Bethesda Church, 1864, May 30. 
 Beverly, 1861, July 12; 1863, Apr. 24, June 8, 
 
 July 2, Oct. 22-24; 1864, Oct. 29; 1865, Jan. 
 
 11; -. 
 Big Beaver Creek, 1862, Nov. 7. 
 Big Bethel, 1861, June 10; 1862, Jan. 3, Mar. 
 
 27. 
 Big Black Bridge and River, 1863, Mar. 16, 17, 
 
 May 17, July 5, Oct. 13; 1864, Nov. 24; — . 
 Big Blue, 1864, Oct. 25; — . 
 Big Capon. 
 Big Creek, 1862, Mar. 10; 1863, Apr. 20; 1864, 
 
 July 25. 
 Big Elk River Bridge, 1863, May 27. 
 Big Hill, 1862, Aug. 23, Oct. 23. 
 Big Hurricane Creek, 1861, Oct. 19. 
 Big Miami, 1863, July 13 ; — . 
 Big Mound, 1863, July 24. 
 Big Shanty, 1864, June 8, 25, Oct. 5, 6. 
 BiLoxi, 1861, Dec. 31. 
 Bird's Point, 1861, Dec. 2; 1863, Aug. 1. 
 Black Bayou, 1863, April 5. 
 Black Jack Forest, 1862, Mar. 
 Black River, 1861, Sept. 12; 186,3, May 17; 
 
 1864, Mar. 1, Sept. 14; — . 
 Black Walnut Creek, 1861, Nov. 29. 
 Blackburn's, or Blackford's Ford, 1861, July 
 
 18, 21 ; 1862, Sept. 20. 
 Blackville, 1865, Feb. 7. 
 Blackwater, 1862 Sept. 28, Oct. 3, 24, Nov. 19; 
 
 1863, Mar. 9, 17, Apr. 11 ; — . 
 Blair's Cross Roads, 1863, Dec. 16. 
 Bi.ARELY River. 
 BloomfieLd, 1862, Jan. 26, May 11, Aug. 25, 
 
 Sept. 11, Nov. 1 ; 1863, Jan. 27, Mar. 1 ; 1864, 
 
 Sept. 23. 
 Blooming Gap, 1862, Feb. 14. 
 
BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, ETC. 
 
 663 
 
 Bloomingdale, 1864, Dec. 10. 
 
 Blount's Mills and Blountsville, 1862, Dec. ; 
 
 1863, Apr. 9, 28, Sept. 22. 
 Bloe's Gap, 1862, Jan. 7, 8. 
 
 Blue Mills Landing, 1861, Sept. 17. 
 
 Blue Ridge, — . 
 
 Blue Springs, Mo., 1863, Mar. 22, Oct. 4. 
 
 Blue Springs, Tenn., 1863, Sept. 28, Oct. 10, 11. 
 
 Bluffton, 1862, Sept. 30 ; 1863, May 28, June 3. 
 
 Boco Chico,* 1865, May 12. 
 
 Bolivar, Miss., 1862, Sept. 20. 
 
 Bolivar, Mo., 1862, Oct. 26. 
 
 Bolivar, Tenn., 1862, July 27, Aug. 30; 1863, 
 
 Feb. 13, Mar. 9, Dec. 25; 1864, May 2. 
 Bolivar, Va., 1861, Oct. 16, 18; 1862, June 24, 
 
 Sept. 14, 15, Nov. 4; 1864, July 4. 
 Bollinger, see Ballinger. 
 Bolton, 1863, July 5 ; 1864, Feb. 3, 
 Bonnet Carre, 1862, Aug. 29. 
 Bonsecour Bat, 1864, Sept. 10. 
 Boone, and B. Court House, 1861, Sept. 1 ; 1865, 
 
 Mar. 26. 
 BooNEViLLE, 1861, June 17, Sept. 13 ; 1862, May 
 
 30, July 1, 19. 
 BooNSBORO, 1862, Sept. 14; 1863, June 19, Julv 
 
 7-10. 
 Boston, Ky., and B. Mountains, 1862, Nov. 18, 
 
 28; 1863, June 1.3, 23. 
 Bottom Narrows, 1863, May 9. 
 Bottom's Bridge, 1862, May 23, June 30; 1863, 
 
 July 2, Aug. 26; 1864, Feb. 6. 
 Bowling Green, 1862, Feb. 1, 15, Aug. 21 ; — . 
 BowNERS, 1861, June 29. 
 Boyd's Station, 1862, Sept. 8. 
 BoYDTOWN, 1864, Oct. 27 ; 1865, Mar. 29, Apr. 
 
 2; — . 
 Bradyville, 1863, Mar. 1, May 16. 
 Branchville, 1865, Feb. 8. 
 Brandenburgh, 1863, July 7; 1865, Mar. 15. 
 Brandon Farms, 1864, Jan. 23, 25, Mar. 7, 
 Brandy Station, 1862, Aug. 20; 1863, June 9, 
 
 Aug. 5, Sept. 6, Oct. 12, Nov. 26, 30. 
 Brashear City, 1863, June 20, 23, 26, July 22, 
 
 24. 
 
 Brazos, and B. Island, 1863, Oct. 11, 31 ; . 
 
 Brbntville, 1862, Dec. 9. 
 Brentwood, 1863, Mar. 25; 1864, Dec. 15, 16. 
 Brick House Point, 1862, May 7. 
 Bridgeport, 1862, Apr. 29, 30; 1863, July 7, 
 
 Aug. 16, Nov. 17. 
 Brier Creek and Forks, 1861, July 5; 1864, 
 
 Dec. 3. 
 Bristoe's Station, 1862, Aug.; 1863, Oct. 14; 
 
 1864, Mar. 9; — . 
 
 Bristol, 1863, Sept. 21 ; 1864, Dec. 14. 
 Britton's Lane, 1862, Aug. 30, Sept. 1. 
 
 Broad River, and B. Run, 1863, Apr. 1, 8 ; — . 
 Brookville, 1864, Nov. 20. 
 Brown's Ferry, 1863, Oct. 27. 
 Brown's Gap, 1864, Sept. 26. 
 Brownsville, Ark., 1863, Aug. 25, Sept. 2. 
 Brownsville, Ky., 1861, Dec. 5. 
 Brownsville, Mo., 1863, Oct. 16. 
 Brownsville, Tenn., 1862, July 29. 
 Brownsville, Texas, 1863, Nov. 5, 6; 1865, 
 
 June 1. 
 Bruin's Lake, 1863, Apr. 23, 
 Bruinsburg, 1863, May 1. 
 Brunswick, 1862, Mar. 2, 10 ; 1863, June 8. 
 Buckingham, 1861, Nov. 25. 
 BccKHANNON, 1861, July 6; 1862, Aug. 30. 
 BucKHEAD Creek, 1864, Dec. 2. 
 Buckland's Mills, 1863, Oct. 19. 
 Budd's Ferry, 1861, Dec. 9. 
 Buffalo, and B. Swamp, 1862, Sept. 27; 1864, 
 
 Nov. 25. 
 Buffalo Hill, Ky., 1861, Oct. 4. 
 Buffington Island, 1863, July 19. 
 Bull Pasture Mountain, 1862, May 8. 
 Bull Run, (Manassas,) 1861, July 21; 1862, 
 
 Aug. 26, 30. 
 Bull's Bay, 1862, July 7; 1863, Mar. 27; — . 
 Bull's Gap, 1864, Jan. 11, Oct. 18, Nov. 13. 
 Bunker Hill, 1861, July 15; 1862, Mar._ f), 
 
 June 2. 
 Burk's Station, 1862, Mar. 9. 
 Burkittsville, 1862, Sept. 14. 
 BuRKSviLLE, 1864, Apr. 19, June 23; 1865, 
 
 April 6. 
 Burnt Ordinary, 1863, Jan. 19. 
 Burton's Ford, 1864, Feb. 29. 
 Bushy Creek, 1861, Dec. 9. 
 Bute a la Rose, 1863, April 20. 
 Butler, 1861, Dec. 13; 1862, Oct. 29. 
 Buzzard's Roost, 1864, Feb. 24, 25. 
 
 Cabin Creek, 1863, June 30, July 1. 
 Cacapon Bridge, 1862, Sept. 6, Oct. 11. 
 Cache, 1862, May 28, July 7. 
 Gainesville, 1863, Feb. 12, 15. 
 Cairo, 1861, Apr. 24, Aug. 2; — . 
 Calhoun, 1862, Nov. 13; 1863, Dec. 28. 
 California, Mo., 1864, Oct. 9. 
 Camden, 1862, Apr. 19; 1864, Apr. 2, 19, 26; 
 
 1865, Feb. 24. 
 Cameron, 1861, Oct. 11. 
 Camp Alleghany, 1861, Dec. 13. 
 Camp Beckwith, 1863, Oct. 5. 
 Camp Cole, 1861, June 18. 
 Camp Defiance. 
 Camp Finegan, 1864, Feb. 7. 
 
 •last Engagement in the War of the Rebellion. 
 
6Q4. 
 
 BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, ETC, 
 
 Camp Jackson, 1861, May 10. 
 
 Camp Moore, 1863, May 15. 
 
 Camp Pratt, 1863, Nov. 20. 
 
 Campbell's Station, 1863, Nov. 6, 16. 
 
 Campbellville, 1861, Oct. 24. 
 
 Campti, 1864, April 4. 
 
 Cane Hill, and C. River, 1862, Nov. 28; 1863, 
 
 Oct. 26; 1864, Mar. 28, Apr. 24. 
 Canton, 1862, Aug. 1; 1863, July 18, Oct. 15; 
 
 1864, Feb. 4, 14, 21, Mar. 26, July 7, Aug. 22. 
 Cape Fear River, — . 
 Cape Girardeau, 1861, July 28 ; 1862, Aug. 24 ; 
 
 1863, Apr. 26; — . 
 Cape Hatteras, — . 
 Cape Henry, — . 
 Cape Lookout, — . 
 Cape Romaine Inlet, 1863, Apr. 18. 
 Capitol Hill. 
 
 Carlisle, 1863, June 25, — , July 1. 
 Carmel Church, 1862, July 23. 
 Carnifex Ferry, 1861, Sept. 10, 11. 
 Carrick's Ford, 1861, July 13, 14. 
 Carrion Crow Bayou, 1863, Nov. 3. 
 Carroll Station, 1864, Sept. 30. 
 Carrollton, 1864, Mar. 8. 
 Carrsville, 1862, Oct. 15; 1863, May 15. 
 Carter's Creek, 1861, June 24. 
 Carthage, 1861, July 5; 1863, May 30, Oct. 8. 
 Caseyville, 1862, Oct. 14, 15. 
 Cashtown, June 30, July 3. 
 Cassville, 1862, Sept. 20; 1864, May 19. 
 Castle Rock, 1864, Oct. 6. 
 Catlett's Station, 1862, Aug. 22, Oct. 24, Nov. 
 
 16; 1863, Jan. 10; — . 
 Catoctin Station, 1863, June lY. 
 Cave City, and C. Hill, 1862, May 11. 
 Cedar Bluff, Creek, and Mountain, 1862, Aug. 
 
 9; 1863, Apr. 7 ; 1864, Oct. 19, Nov. 12; — . 
 Centralia, 1864, Sept. 27. 
 Centreville, Mo., 1863, Dec. 24. 
 Centreville, Va., 1861, July 21 ; 1862, Mar. 10, 
 
 Aug. 28, 30; 1863, Nov. 2; — . 
 Chaffin's Farm, 1864, Sept. 29, 30. 
 Chain Bridge. 
 Chalk Bluff, 1863, May 2. 
 Chamberlain's Creek, 1865, Mar. 30, 31, Apr. 1. 
 Chambersdurg, 1862, Oct. 10; 1863, June 15, 
 
 18, 23, July 5; 1864, July 38-30. 
 Champion Hills, 1863, May 16 ; 1864, Feb. 4. 
 Chancellorsville, 1863, May 2-4; 1864, May 
 
 3-8. 
 Chantilly, 1862, Sept. 1 ; 1863, Oct. 17. 
 Chapel Hill, and C. House, 1863, Mar. 4; 1864, 
 Chaplin's Hills, 1862, Oct. 4, 7, 8. [Oct. 
 
 Chapmanville, 1861, Sept. 25; 1862, Sept. 6. 
 Charles City Court House, 1863, Dec. 9, 13 ; — . 
 Charles City Cross Roads, 1862, June 30, July 
 
 1; — r 
 
 Charleston, Mo., 1861, Aug. 19, Oct. 2. 
 Charleston, S. C, 1861, Jan. 12, Apr. 13, 14; 
 
 1862, Jan. 30, 31 ; 1863, Jan. 31, Apr. 7, July 
 24, Aug. 20, 22, Oct. 27, Dec. 25 ; 1865, Feb. 
 17, 18; — . 
 
 Charleston, Tenn., 1863, Dec. 28. 
 Charleston, Va., 1861, July 25; 1862, Sept. 12. 
 Charlestown, 1862, Feb. 28, Oct. 6, 16, Nov. 9, 
 
 Dec. 1 ; 1863, Feb. 13, May 16, July 15, Oct. 
 
 7, 18, Dec. 28 ; 1864, Dec. 3 ; — . 
 Charlotte, Fla., 1863, Mar. 3. 
 Charlotte, Tenn., 1863, Feb. 8. 
 Charlottesville, 1864, Feb. 28; 1865, Mar. 3. 
 Chattahoochie, 1863, June 17 ; 1864, June 5 ; — . 
 Chattanooga, 1862, June 7 ; 1863, July 14, Aug. 
 
 21, Sept. 8, 9, 10, Oct. 5, Nov. 23-27, Dec. 1 ; 
 
 1864, Sept. 29; — . 
 Cheat Mountain, 1861, Sept. 12. 
 Check's Cross Roads, 1864, Mar. 14. 
 Chelsea, 1861, Oct. 12. 
 Cheraw, 1865, Mar. 3. 
 Cherbourg, 1864, June 19. 
 Cherokee Station, 1863, Oct. 21. 
 Cherry Stone, 1864, Mar. 7. 
 Chesapeake Bay, — . 
 Chesnaburg, 1861, — . 
 Chester's Gap, 1863, July 22. 
 Chesterfield, 1865, Mar. 3. 
 Chew Inlet, 1864, Sept. 29. 
 Chewa Station, 1864, July 17. 
 Chickahominy, 1862, May 7, 31, June 1, 25; 
 
 1864, May 27, SO; — . 
 Chickamauga, 1863, Sept. 19-21, Nov. 26; — . 
 Chickasaw, and C. Bluffs, 1862, Dec. 27-29; 
 
 1864, Dec. 27 ; 1865, Mar. 22 ; — . 
 Chicomacomico, 1861, Oct. 5. 
 Chicot Pass, and C. Lake, 1862, Dec. 6; 1864, 
 
 June 5. 
 Chillicothe, 1863, July 14. 
 Chincoteague Inlet, 1861, Oct. 5, 25. 
 Chowan River, 1862, May 9 ; 1864, Mar. 4; — . 
 Christiansburg, 1865, Mar. 12. 
 Chuckatuck, 1863, Apr. 23; 1864, Jan. 21, 31, 
 
 Feb. 1, Mar. 29. 
 Chunky Creek, 1864, Mar. 17. 
 Cincinnati, 0., 1862, Sept. 11, 12. 
 CiTico Creek, 1863, Nov. 23-25. 
 City Point, 1862, July 3, Aug. 28 ; 1864, May 
 
 4, 5; 1866, Jan. 21; — . 
 CiTRONViLLE, 1865, May 4. 
 Clarendon, 1862, Aug. 11, 13. 
 Clark's Hollow, 1862, May 1. 
 Clarksburg, 1861, May 20, June 20. 
 Clarkson, 1862, Oct. 26. 
 Clarksville, 1862, Feb. 19, Aug. 18, Sept. 7; 
 
 1863, Jan. 4, Apr. 8. 
 Clear Spring, 1861, May 22. 
 Cleveland, 1863, Nov. 27. 
 
BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, ETC 
 
 665 
 
 Clifton, 1863, Feb. 18. 
 
 Clinch Mountain and River, 1863, Dec. 4, 6. 
 
 Clinton, La., 1863, Jan. 19, June 1 ; 1864, Oct. 6. 
 
 Clinton, Miss., 1864, Aug. 24, 
 
 Clinton, Mo., 1864, Feb. 4. 
 
 Clinton, N. C, 1862, May 19, Dec. 28. 
 
 Clinton Forge, 1863, Dec. 18. 
 
 Cloyd Mountain, 1864, May 9. 
 
 Clydesdale, 1864, Dec. 19. 
 
 Coal Harbor, (see Cold Harbor.) 
 
 Cobb's Point, 1862, Feb. 10. 
 
 CocKEYSViLLE, 1864, July 10. 
 
 Cockpit Point, 1862, Mar. 9. 
 
 CoFFEEViLLE, 1862, Dec. 5, 14. 
 
 Coggin's Point, 1862, Aug. 1. 
 
 Cold Harbor, 1862, May 24 ; 1864, May 30, June 
 
 1,3; -. 
 Cold Knob Mountain, 1862, Nov. 26. 
 CoLDWATER, and C. River, 1862, June 22, July 
 
 24, Sept. 10; 1863, Feb. 19, Apr. 19, June 24, 
 
 Oct. 12; —. 
 OoLE Camp, and C. Island, 1861, June 19 ; 1863, 
 
 Mar. 28. 
 CoLESGATE IsLAND, 1862, May 21, 
 CoLLiERSViLLE, 1863, Oct. 11, 13, 25, Nov, 2, 3. 
 Columbia, Ark., 1864, June 5, 6. 
 Columbia, Pa., 1863, June 28, 
 Columbia, Ky., 1861, Dec. 26; 1863, Oct 22. 
 Columbia, S. C, 1865, Feb. 16, 17, 18. 
 Columbia, Tenn., 1862, July 17 ; 1863, June 30 ; 
 
 1864, Nov. 24; 
 Columbia Bridge, 1862, May 7. 
 Columbus, 1861, June 12, Sept. 7, Oct. 7 ; 1862, 
 
 Jan. 11, 12, Feb. 27, Mar. 3; 1863, Dec. 24; 
 
 1864, Apr. 6, 13; 1865, Jan. 18, Apr. 16. 
 Compton's Ferry, 1862, Aug. 11. 
 Combahee River, 1863, June ; 1865, Jan. 26 ; — . 
 Commerce, Miss., 1862, Dec. 18; 1863, Jan. 14. 
 Commerce, Mo., 1861, Aug. 19. 
 Commerce, Tenn., 1862, Oct. 19, 
 CoMO, 1863, Oct, 7. 
 Concordia, 1862, Dec. 9. 
 Conrad's Ferry, 1861, June 18, Sept. 6, 
 Cooleyville, 1863, July 19, 
 COOSAHATCHIE, 1862, Oct. 22. 
 COOSAW River, 1863, June; 1864, July 13; — . 
 Corbin's Bridge, and C. Neck, 1863, Aug. 24. 
 Corpus Christi, 1863, Nov. 15. 
 Corinth, 1862, Apr. 2, 24, June 4, May 8, 24-30, 
 
 Oct. 3, 4, 5, Dec. 12, 18; 1863, July 7, 17; 
 
 1864, Jan. 25 ; — . 
 Corrotowan Creek, 1861, Nov. 6. 
 CoRYDON, 1863, June 17, July 9, 
 Cosby Creek, 1864, Jan. 15. 
 Cottage Grove, 1863, Mar. 21. 
 Cotton Creek, Plant, and Hills, 1861, Oct, 30- 
 
 Nov. 7; 1862, Sept. 12, Oct. 28; 1864, Apr. 
 • 22, Nov. 16. 
 
 CoT#NViLLE, 1865, May 5. 
 
 Courtableau, 1863, Apr. 22. 
 
 CouRTLAND, Ala., 1862, July 25; 1863, Apr. 28. 
 
 CouRTLAND, Tcnu., 1862, Aug. 23. 
 
 Cove Creek and Cove Mountain Gap, 1862, Nov. 
 
 18 ; 1864, May 10. 
 Covington, Ky., 1862, Sept. 6. 
 Covington, Tenn., 1863, Mar. 10; 1864, Nov. 17. 
 Covington, Va., 1863, Nov. 17, Dec. 18. 
 Cox's Bridge, 1865, Mar. 21. 
 Cowan, 1863, July 3. 
 Crab Orchard, 1862, Aug. 20-22. 
 Cr^mpton's Pass and Gap, 1862, Sept. 14. 
 Craney Island, 1862, May 8-12; — . 
 Cranston's Bluff, 1862, Oct. 1, 
 Cricket Hill. 
 
 Cripple Creek, 1863, May 16. 
 Crooked Run, 1862, Aug. 16. 
 Cross Hollows, 1862, Oct. 28, 
 Cross Keyes, 1862, June 8. 
 Cross Lanes, 1861, Aug. 1, 
 Crow House, 1865, Mar,,J|fr-Apr, 2, 
 Crump's Hill, 1864, Mar?^l, 
 Crystal Springs, 1863, May 11, 
 Gulp's Farm, 1864, June 22, 
 Culpepper, 1862, July 12, Aug. 9; 1863, June 
 
 8, Sept. 13, Oct. 11, Nov. 8, Dec. 25 ; — . 
 Cumberland, Ky., 1863, July 7. 
 Cumberland, Md. and Va., 1862, May 10, June 
 
 17, 22; 1864, Aug. 1 ; 1865, Feb. 21. 
 Cumberland Fort, and Gap, 1861, June 28, Nov. 
 
 13 ; 1862, Sept. 4, 17 ; 1863, Sept. 7, 9 ; 1864, 
 
 Jan. 29, Feb. 22 ; — . 
 Cumberland Island and Sound. 
 Cumberland Mountain and Valley, — . 
 Comming's Point, — . 
 Cynthiana, 1861, Sept. 26; 1862, July 14, 17; 
 
 1864, June 11, 12. 
 Cypress Bend, 1863, June 21. 
 
 Dabney's Mills, 1865, Feb. 6, Mar. 29, 30. 
 Dallas, 1862, Aug. 24, Dec. 24; 1864, May 
 
 25-28. 
 Dalton, 1863, Nov. 30 ; 1864, Jan. 31, Feb. 8, 24, 
 
 26, Mar. 1, May 12, 14, Aug. 14, 15, Oct. 12. 
 Dam Number Four. 
 Dandridge, 1864, Jan. 15, 17. 
 Danville, 1862, Aug. 25, 26 ; 1864, Jan. 29 ; 
 
 1865, Apr. 28. 
 Darby Town, 1864, Oct. 7. 
 Dardanelle, 1863, Sept. 9, Oct. 5; 1864, May 30. 
 Darien, 1863, June 11, 
 Darkesville, 1864, Sept, 3. 
 Darkeytown 1864, Oct, T, 
 Darnestown, 1861, Sept, 15; 1864, July 10, 
 Davenport, 1 65, Jan. 6. 
 Day's Gap, 1863. 
 
666 
 
 BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, ETC. 
 
 Davis's Farm, 1864, June 21. ^ 
 
 Davis's Mills, 1862, Dec. 20, 21. 
 
 De Soto, 
 
 Deatonsville, 1865, Apr. 6. 
 
 Decatdr, 1863, Dec. 12; 1864, Feb. 14, 21, July 
 
 20, Sept. 29, Oct. 26-30, Nov. 26-29. 
 Dechard, 1863, June 29, July 1. 
 Deep Bottom, D. Creek, and D. R0N, 1863, June 
 
 5 ; 1864, Aug. 15, 16 ; 1865, Apr. 3 ; — . 
 Deer Creek, 1863, Mar. 21. 
 Delhi, 1862, Dec. 24. 
 Denmark, 1862, Sept. 1. 
 Des Arc, 1863, Jan. 17. 
 Deserted House, 1863, Jan. 30. 
 Devil's Back Bone, 1863, Sept, 1. 
 DiNwiDDiE Court House, 1865, Mar. 30, 31. 
 Dismal Swamp. 
 DoBOT Sound and River, 1863, Nov. 30, Dec. 
 
 16; — . 
 Donaldsonville, 1862, Aug. 10, Oct. 26; 1863, 
 
 June 27, 28, July 13, 14, Sept. 25. 
 Donelson Bluffs. ^ 
 Doniphan, Mo., 186sf^ay 28, Dec. 25. 
 Doniphan, Tenn. 
 Dover Landing, 1863, Sept. 15. 
 Dranesville, 1861, Nov. 26, Dec. 20; 1864, 
 
 Feb. 22, 28. 
 Dresden, 1862, May 5. 
 Dripping Spring, 1862, Dec. 28. 
 Driver's Hill, 
 
 Droop Mountain, 1863, Nov. 6. 
 Drury's Bluff, 1864, May 12-16; — . 
 Dry Fork, 1861, July 5 ; 1862, Jan. 8. 
 Dry Springs and Wood, 1861, Aug. 2. 
 Duck Eiver, 1863, Apr. 25, June 25; 1864, 
 
 Dec. 19; —. 
 Dug Springs, 1861, Aug. 2. 
 Dumfries, 1861, Oct. 11; 1862, Mar. 15, 27, 
 
 Dec. 2, 11, 23, 27 ; 1863, Jan. 2. 
 DuNKSBURG, 1861, Dec. 4. 
 Durham's Station, 1865, Apr. 17, 18. 
 DuRHAMviLLE, 1862, Sept. 17. 
 Dutch Gap, 1864, July 11; 1865, Jan. 1; — . 
 Duvall's Bluff, 1863, Jan. 16; 1864, Aug. 23; 
 
 1865, May 24 ; — . 
 Dyersbukg, 1863, Jan. 30. 
 
 E. 
 
 Eaglesport, 1863, July 23. 
 
 Eagleville, 1863, Mar. 2. 
 
 East Bay, 1864, Feb. 18. 
 
 East Point, 1864, Oct. 10. 
 
 Eastport, 1862, Mar. 24, Apr. 1, 13. 
 
 Ebenezer Church, 1865, Apr. 1. 
 
 Edenton, 1862, Feb. 12. 
 
 Edgefield Junction, 1862, 1 ug. 20. 
 
 Edindurg. 
 
 Edisto, 1861, Dec. 18; '62, Apr. 19, 29; '64, July 2. 
 
 Edwards' Ferry, and Station, 1861, June 18, 
 Oct. 21, 25; 1862, Sept. 9. -, 
 
 Egypt, 1864, Feb. 19, Dec. 28. 
 
 Eliott's Mills, 1861, Sept. 22. 
 
 Elizabeth City, and River, 1862, Feb. 10, Apr. 
 8, 19; 1863, Dec. 10; — . 
 
 Elizabethtown, 1862, Dec. 25, 27. 
 
 Elk Creek, 1863, July 16, 17. 
 
 Elk Fork, 1862, Dec. 28. 
 
 Elk Horn, 1862, Mar. 8. 
 
 Elk Ridge, 1861, Apr. 23. 
 
 Elk River, 1862, Sept. 12; 1863, June 25, July 
 2, 14. 
 
 Elk Water, 1861, Sept. 13. 
 
 Elkton, 1862, May 9. 
 
 Ellicott's Mills, 1861, June 6. 
 
 Ellison's Mills, 1S62, May 22, 24, June 27. 
 
 Ely's Ford, 1864, Mar. 5. 
 
 Emmetsburg, 1862, Oct. 11. 
 
 Enterprise, 1864, Feb. 14-21. 
 
 Etom'ah River, 1864, May 18. 
 
 Estell Springs, 1863, July 1. 
 
 Eunice, 1863, June 13. 
 
 Evansport. 
 
 EvANSViLLE, 1862, July 15. 
 
 Fair Gardens, 1864, Jan. 28. 
 
 Fair Oaks, 1862, May 31, June 1, 16, 21, 25, 29. 
 
 Fairburn, 1864, Aug. 19. 
 
 Fairfax, 1861, June 1, July 17, Nov, 17, 27; 
 
 1863, Mar. 8, June 14, 25, 27, July 30, 31, 
 
 Aug. 6, 24, Dec. 15; — . 
 Fairfield, 1863, July 3. 
 Fairhaven, 1865, Apr. 4. 
 Fairmount, Mo., 1862, July 12. 
 Fairmount, Va., 1863, Apr. 29. 
 Fairview Mountain. 
 Falling Creek and F. Waters, 1861, July 2; 
 
 1863, July 14, Aug. 30. 
 Fall's Church, 1861, June 29, Oct. 8 ; — . 
 Falmouth, Ky., 1862, Sept. 17. 
 Falmouth, Va., 1862, Apr. 18, Nov. 18, 28; 
 
 1863, Feb. 25. 
 Farmington, Miss., 1S62, Apr. 2, May 3, 9; 
 
 1863, Oct. 7. 
 Farmington, Mo., 1861, July 1. 
 Farmington, Tenn., 1863, Oct. 8. 
 Farmville, 1865, Apr. 7. 
 Farrar's Island, (see Dutch Gap.) 
 Fayette, 1862, Sept. 10, 14. 
 Fayetteville, Ark., 1862, July 15, Oct. 27-29, 
 
 Dec. 7; 1863, Apr. 18. 
 Fayetteville, Ga., 1864, July 29. 
 Fayetteville, N. C, 1861, Apr. 22 ; 1862, Feb. 
 
 23; 1864, Mar. 12; 1865, Mar. 9, 11. 
 Fayetteville, Va., 1862, Sept., Nov. 15; 1863, 
 
 May 18-20. 
 
BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, ETC. 
 
 667 
 
 Federal Bill, and F. Point, 1865, Jan 15. 
 
 Fernandina, 1 862, Mar. 3, Y. 
 
 Fernando, 1863, June 18. 
 
 Fire Island, 1864, Aug. 11. 
 
 Fish Springs, 1863, Jan. 23, 
 
 Fisher's Hill, 1864, Sept. 20-23. 
 
 Fishing Creek, 1863, May 25. 
 
 Fitzhugh's Woods, 1864, Apr. 1. 
 
 Five Forks, 1865, Mar. 30- Apr, 1. 
 
 Flat Lick Ford, 1862, Feb. 14. 
 
 Fleming, 1863, June 16. 
 
 Flint Hill. 
 
 Florence, Ala., 1862, July 22; 1863, Feb. 22, 
 
 Apr, 28, May 27; 1864, Jan. 26, Dec. 5-9. 
 Florence, Ky., 1862, Sept. 15 lY. 
 Florence, (Prison). 
 Florida, 1862, July 23, 
 Floyd's Fork, 1862, Oct. 1. 
 Flussell's Mill Pond. 
 Folly Island and Inlet, — . 
 Ford's Station, 1864, June 22. 
 Forsyth, 1861, July 22. ^ 
 
 Fort Alexis, 1865, Apr. 8. 
 Fort Anderson, 1864, Mar. 25; 1865, Jan. 19, 
 
 Feb. 19. 
 Fort Andrew Johnson. 
 Fort Barrancas, 1861, Jan. 12, Nov. 22, 23; 
 
 1862, Jan. 1. 
 
 Fort Bartow, 1862, Feb. 8 ; 1864, Dec. 21. 
 
 Fort Beauregard ""Sei, Nov. 1; 1862, Mar. 5. 
 
 Fort Berthold. 
 
 Fort Blakely, 1865, Apr. 9. 
 
 Fort Blanchard. 
 
 Fort Bliss. 
 
 Fort Brady, 1865, Jan. 24. 
 
 Fort Brown, 1861, Mar. 6; 1863, Nov. 4,6; 
 
 1864, Dec. 21. 
 Fort Campbell, 1865, Jan. 16. 
 Fort Caswell, 1861, Jan. 8 ; 1863, Jan. 5 ; 1865, 
 
 Jan. 16, 17. 
 Fort Clark, 1861, Aug. 29. 
 Fort Clinch, 1862, Mar. 7. 
 Fort Craig, 1861, Oct. 4, Dec. 27; 1862, Feb. 
 
 21, May 23. 
 Fort Darling, 1862, May 15, June 30, July 14; 
 
 1864, May 12-14. 
 Fort Delaware. 
 
 Fort De Russy, 1863, May 5; 1864, Mar. 14-17. 
 Fort Donelson, 1862, Feb. 12-16, Aug. 25, 26; 
 
 1863, Feb. 3 ; — . 
 Fort Ellsworth. 
 
 Fort Esperanza, 1863, Nov. 27-Dec. 1. 
 
 Fort Epgene, 1865, Apr. 8. 
 
 Fort Evans, 1862, Mar. 8. 
 
 Fort Fillmore, 1861, July 24, Aug. 2; 1862, 
 
 Aug. 7. 
 Fort Fisher, 1863, Sept. 23 ; 1864, Dec. 24-27; 
 
 1865, Jan. 13-15, Mar. 25 ; — 
 
 Fort Foster, 1865, Apr, 2. 
 
 Fort Gaines, 1864, Aug. 5, 8. 
 
 Fort Gibson, 1863, May 20, Dec. 17-19. 
 
 Fort Gilmorf, 1864, Sept. 29. 
 
 Fort Gray, 1864, Apr. 17. 
 
 Fort Greenwood, 1863, Mar. 13. 
 
 Fort Gregg, 1863, Sept. 6, 7. 
 
 Fort Griffin, 1865, May 24. 
 
 Fort Halleck, 1863, July 7; 1864, Apr. 6, 
 
 Fort Harrison, 1864, Sept. 29. 
 
 Fort Haskell, 1865, Mar. 25. 
 
 Fort Hatteras, 1861, Aug. 29. 
 
 Fort Henry, 1862, Feb. 6, 14. 
 
 Fort Hicks, 1864, Mar. 25, 26. 
 
 Fort Hill. 
 
 Fort Hindman, 1863, Jan. 11. 
 
 Fort Hodson, 1864, Sept. 28. 
 
 Fort Holt, 1861, Sept. 20, Dec. 2. 
 
 Fort Hdger, 1865, Apr. 10. 
 
 Fort Jackson, 1862, Apr. 14-28; 1864, Dec. 21. 
 
 Fort Jefferson, 1862, Jan. 11. 
 
 Fort Johnson, 1861, Jan. 8; 1863, Sept. 30, 
 
 Oct. 10; 1864, July 2. 
 Fort Kearney, 1861, Feb. 19. 
 Fort Kelly, 1864, Nov. 28. 
 Fort Lafayette. 
 Fort Lee, 1864, Dec. 21. 
 Fort Livingston, 1862, Apr. 27. 
 Fort Lowry, 1863, Feb. 21, 
 Fort Macon, 1862, Mar. 23, Apr. 12, 25, 26. 
 Fort Magruder, 1863, Apr. 12, 
 Fort Mannahasset, 1865, May 24, 
 Fort McAllister, 1863, Jan, 27, Feb. 1, Mar. 
 
 8 ; 1864, Dec. 10-13, 
 Fort McCrae, 1861, Nov, 23. 
 Fort McGilvery. 
 Fort McHenry, — . 
 Fort Meade. 
 Fort Monroe, — , 
 Fort Morgan, 1861, Jan, 4; 1864, Aug, 5,9, 
 
 23, 26 ; — , 
 Fort Moultrie, 1860, Dec, 26; 1861, Jan. 9, 
 
 Apr, 12; 1863, Sept, 9, Oct. 6; 1865, Feb. 
 
 18; — . 
 Fort Myers, 1865, Feb. 20. 
 Fort Negley, 
 
 Fort Nelson, 1864, Oct. 11, 
 Fort Oregon, 1861, Sept. 16, 
 Fort Philip, 1862, Apr. 18-28, 
 Fort Pickens, 1861, Sept. 14, Nov, 22, 23 ; 1862, 
 
 Jan, 1 ; — . 
 Fort Pillow, 1862, Apr. 14, May 10, 24, 27, 
 
 June 4; 1864, Mar. 16, 25, Apr. 12; — , 
 Fort Point, 1862, Oct. 4, 5. 
 Fort Powell, 1864, Feb. 16, 26, Mar. 28, Aug, 
 
 5; 1865, July, 
 Fort Powhatan, 1863, July 14; 1864, May 24, 
 Fort Pulaski, 1S61, Jan. 3; 1862, Apr. 11, 
 
668 
 
 BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, ETC. 
 
 Fort Ridgelet, 1S62, Aug. 20, 22, Sept. 4. 
 Fort Saint Philip, 1SG2, Apr. 14-28. 
 Fort S.vunders, 1863, Nov. 29-Dec. 1. 
 Fort Scott, 1861, Sept. 2; 1863, Oct. 6, 10; 
 
 1864, Oct. 25. 
 Fort Sedgewick, 1864, Nov. 5. 
 Fort Simpkins, 1863, Sept. 30. 
 Fort Smith, 1861, Apr. 25, May 4; 1863, Sept. 
 
 1, 10, 19 ; 1864, June 26, Aug. 5. 
 Fort Stanton, 1861, Aug. 29, Dec. 27, 
 Fort Steadman, 1865, Mar. 25. 
 Fort Stevens, 1864, July 11, 12.' 
 Fort Sumner, 1864, Jan. 4. 
 Fort ScmteRj 1861, Apr. 12-14*; 1863, Apr. 1, 
 
 Aug. 17, 20, 22, Sept. 2S, 30, Oct. 9, 27, 31, 
 
 Dec. 11; 1S64, May 13, 14; 1865, Feb. 18, 
 
 Apr. 14, — . 
 Fort Totten. 
 
 Fort Tract, 1865, Apr. 10. 
 Fort Wagner, 1863, July 10-18, 30, Aug. 17, 
 
 Sept. 1-7; — . 
 Fort Walker, 1861, Nov. V. 
 Fort Warren. 
 Fort Welch, 18G5, Apr. 2. 
 Fort Wessell, 1864, Apr. 18. 
 Fort White, 1865, Feb. 23. 
 Fort AVright, 1862, Apr. 13, 14, May 10, June 5. 
 Four-Mile. Creek, 1864, June 21, July 28. 
 Fourteen-Mile Creek, 1863, May 3. 
 Fox Gap. 
 Frankford, and Frankfort, 1861, June 26; 
 
 1862, Sept. 12, Oct. 5-8, Nov; 25; 1864, 
 June 10. 
 
 Franklin, La., 1863, Apr, 15, Oct. 2; 1864, 
 
 Dec. 15. 
 Franklin, Tenn., 1862, Dec. 12; 1863, Feb^ 1, 
 
 Mar. 5, 25, Apr. 10, 27, May 12, June 4; 1*64, 
 
 Nov. 30, Dec. 17 ; — . 
 Franklin, Va., 1862, Oct. 3, 31, Nov. 1, Dec. 2 ; 
 
 1863, Mar. 17. 
 Frazier's Farm. 
 
 Frederick, 1862, Sept. 4-14; 1863, June 20, 21, 
 
 26; 1864, July 8, 9. 
 Fredericksburg, 1862, Apr. 18, Aug. 31, Nov. 
 
 9, Dec. 11-16 ; 1863, May 1-5, Aug. 24 ; 1864, 
 
 May 7; 1865, Mar. 6 ; — . 
 Fredericktown, 1861, Aug. 16, Oct. 16, 21 ; 
 
 1864, Sept. 24. 
 Freeman's Ford, 1862, Aug. 22. 
 Freestone, 1861, Sept. 25, Dec. 9, 29. 
 Frick's Gap, 1863, Sept. 8. 
 
 Frog's Gap. 
 
 Front Royal, 1862, May 23-30; 1863, June 12, 
 
 July 23; 1564, Aug. 13, Nov. 12. 
 Fulton, Mo., 1862, July 27. 
 FUNKTOWN, 1863, July 11, 12. 
 
 • First Engagement in the War of the Rebellion. 
 
 G. 
 
 Gadsden, 1863, May 3. 
 
 Gaines' Cross Roads, and G. Landing, 1862, Nov. 
 
 8; 1864, May 24, 25, 27. 
 Gaines' Farm, and G. Mills, 1862, June 27. 
 Gainesville, 1862, Aug. 29; 1863, Oct. 19; 
 
 1864, Feb. 14. 
 
 Gallatin, 1862, Feb. 23, Aug. 12, 21, Oct. 1, 19; 
 
 1863, Nov. 16. 
 Gallop's Island. 
 Galveston, 1861, Aug. 2, 6; 1^62, Oct. 4, 9; 
 
 1863, Jan. 1, 10; 1865, June 2-5 ; — . 
 Garnett's Hill. 
 
 Garrettsburg, 1862, Nov. 11. 
 
 Gatesville, N. C, 1862, May 29. 
 
 Gatesville, Va., 1863, Feb. 22. 
 
 Gauley, 1861, Sept. 10, Nov. 10 ; 1862, 
 
 Sept. 11. 
 Geiger's Creek, 1863, July 20. 
 Genesis Point, 1863, Mar. 4. 
 Georgetown, 1863, Dec. 11; 1864, June 3; 
 
 1865, Feb. 23. 
 
 GEiifeANiA Ford, 1863, Nov. 18; 1865, May 4. 
 Germantown, 1862, Feb. 7, June 25, Sept. 1, 
 
 Nov. 1 ; 1863, Apr. 10. 
 Gettysburg, 1863, June 26-July 3. 
 Ghent, 1864, Sept. 8. 
 Giles' Court House, 1862, May 7. 
 Glade's Spring, 1S64, Dec. 15. 
 Glasgow, 1861, Sept. 19; 1862, Oct. 5; 1863, 
 
 Oct. 5; 1864, Oct. 14. 
 Glendale, 1862, June 30, July 1. 
 Gloucester, 1862, May— , Nov. 17; 1863, Apr. 
 
 12, May 7, 8, Sept. 3. 
 Golding's Farm. 
 
 GoLDSBORo', 1862, Dec. 17; 1865, Mar. 21, 22. 
 Golgotha, 1864, June 15. 
 Gonzales, 1864, July 20. 
 Goodrich's Landing, 1863, June 29. 
 Goose Creek, 1S61, Oct. 22; 1862, Sept. 17; 
 
 1864, Feb. 26. 
 
 Gordon, Gordon's Landing, and Gordonsville, 
 
 1862, July 17 ; 1863, Jan. 14, Feb. 14; 1864, 
 
 June 12, Nov. 21, Dec. 23. 
 Gosport. 
 
 Grafton, 1861, May 27, 30, Aug. 13, 
 Grahamsville, 1864, Nov. 30, 
 Grand Coteau, 1863, Nov. 3. 
 Grand Ecore, 1864, Apr. 5-14; — . 
 Grand Gulf, 1862, May 26, June 1,8; 186.*^, Feb. 
 
 24, Apr. 1, 29, May 3; 1864, July 17; — . 
 Grand Haze, 1862, July 4. 
 Grand Junction, 1862, June 9, July 28. 
 Grand Prairie, 1S62, July 6, Oct. 24. 
 Grant's Pass, Creek, and Mills, 1863, Sept. 13; 
 
 1864, Apr. 1, July; 1865, Mar. 9, Apr. 12. 
 Grass Lick, 1862, Apr. 23. 
 Gravelly Run, 1865, Mar. 29. 
 
BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, ETC. 
 
 669 
 
 Grayson, 1862, Sept. 80. 
 
 Greasy Ckeek, 1S63, May 11. 
 
 Great Bethel, 1861, June 10. 
 
 Great Falls, and G. Run, 1861, July 7, Sept. 
 
 4 ; 1862, Aug. 23. 
 Green Hill, 1863, Apr. 6. 
 Green River, 1861, Oct. 15, Dec. 12, 16; 1862, 
 
 Feb. 1, Sept. 12; 1863, July 4; — . 
 Green's Chapel, 1862, Dec. 25. 
 Greenbrier, 1861, Oct. 3 ; 1863, Dec. 31. 
 Greencastle, 1863, June 15, 20, July 1, 1. 
 Greenland Gap, 1863, Apr. 26. 
 Greensboro', 1864, Nov. 20. 
 Greentown, 1864, June 1. 
 Greencpsburg, 1862, Oct. 3. 
 Greenville, 1863, Feb. 23, July 19, Oct. 28 ; 
 
 1864, Sept. 4. 
 Greenwich, 1863, May 80. 
 Greenwood, 1863, Mar. 11-13. 
 Gregg's Creek, 1863, July 20. 
 Gregory's Landing, 1864, Dec. 6. 
 Grenada, 1862, Dec. 2; 1863, Aug. 17. 
 Greysville, 1863, Nov. 26. 
 Grider's Hill. 
 
 Grieger's Lake, 1862, Sept. 3. 
 Grimball's, 1865, Feb. 15. 
 Griswoldville, 1864, Nov. 23. 
 Groa'eton, 1862, Aug. 29. 
 Gum Swamp, 1863, May 22. 
 GuNTOWN, 1S64, June 10. 
 Guy's Gap, 1863, June 24. 
 
 GUYANDOTTE, 1861, NoV. 10, 11. 
 
 H. 
 
 Hackett's Point, 1862, Dec. 6. 
 
 Hagerstown, 1862, Sept. 10-14, Oct. 10; 1863, 
 
 June 14, 29, July 6-12; 1864, July 5-9. 
 HaixNes' Bluff, 1862, Aug. 16-18, Dec. 27; 1863, 
 
 May 18. 
 Halifax Road, 1865, Mar. 29. 
 Hall's Hill. 
 
 Halltown, 1862, Nov. 9, 22, Dec. 20. 
 Hamilton, 1862, July 9, Oct. 2, Nov. 4. 
 Hampton, H. Bridge, and H. Creek, 1861, May 
 
 23, Aug. 7, 8, Nov. 19. 
 Hampton Roads. 
 Hancock, 1862, Jan. 6, Oct. 10. 
 Hanging Rock, 
 Hannibal, 1861, July 10. 
 Hanover, Ala., Aug. 27. 
 Hanover, Pa., 1863, June 30. 
 Hanover, H. Court House, H. Gap, and H. 
 
 JUNCTION, Ya., 1862, May 29 ; 1863, June 24, 
 
 29; 1864, May 26 ; — . 
 Hanovertown, 1864, May 27-31. 
 Hardeeville, 1864, Dec. 19. 
 Hare's Hill, 1865, Mar. 25. 
 Harper's Ferry, 1861, Apr. 21, June 29, July 4, 
 
 Oct. 16, 18; 1862, Feb. 7, 24, May 30, Sept. 
 
 12-18 ; 1863, June 16, July 3, Oct. 5-7 ; 1864, 
 
 Jan. 4, July 3, 7 ; — . 
 Harpeth Shoals, 1863, Jan. 13, 16; 1864, 
 
 Oct. 11. 
 Harrisburg, 1863, June 16, 28. 
 Harrison, and H. Island, 1861, Oct. 21 ; 1863, 
 
 July 13 ; — . 
 Harrison's Landing, 1861, Oct. 21; 1S62, July 
 
 SO, Aug. 4. 
 Harrisonburg, 1862, Apr. 22, May 6, June 6; 
 
 1864, May 2. 
 Harrisonville, 1861, July 18; 1862, Nov. S. 
 Harrodsburg, 1862, Oct. 10. 
 Hart's Island. 
 
 Hartford, Ky., 1863, May 25. 
 Hartsville, 1862, Dec. 7; 1863, Jan. 10, 11. 
 Hartwood Church, 1863, Feb. 25, Aug. 27. 
 Hatcher's Run, 1864, Oct. 27, Dec. 9; 1865, Feb. 
 
 5, 6, Mar. 25, 30. 
 Hatchie (The), 1862, July 24, Oct. 5. 
 Hatteras, 1861, Aug. 29, Sept. 8, 9 ; Oct. 5 ; — . 
 Hawes' Store, 1864, May 28. 
 Hawesville, 1862, Oct. 10; 1S65, Jan. 6. 
 Hawk's Nest, 1861, Aug. 20. 
 Haxall's Landing, 1864, July 26. 
 Haymarket, 1862, Oct. 18; 1863, Oct. 20. 
 Haynesborough, 1864, Dec. 3. 
 Haynesville, 1861, July 1. 
 Hazel Green, 1863, Feb. 23. 
 Hedgesville, 1862, Oct. 22; 1863, Oct. 15. 
 Helena, Ark., 1862, Aug. 11, 14, Oct. 11, 18, 
 
 22, Dec. 5, 14; 1863, Feb. 17, July 4, 9; — . 
 Helena, Ky., 1863, Apr. 20. 
 Henderson, and H. Hill, 1862, Nov. 25; 1864, 
 
 Mar. 14, 21, July 21; 1865, Jan. 6. 
 Hernando, 1862, Aug. 28. 
 Hertford, 1863, Aug. 15. 
 Hickman, 1861, Sept. 4; 1863, July 15. 
 Hickory Hill. 
 High Bridge, 1865, Apr. 7. 
 HiLLSBORo', and H. River, 1S61, Oct. 8; 1863, 
 
 Mar. 8, June 28; 1864, Feb. 14, 21, July 31. 
 Hilton Head, 1861, Nov. 7 ; — . 
 HODGESVILLE, 1861, Oct. 23. 
 Holly Gap, 1S63, July 4. 
 Holly River, 1862, Apr. 18, May 13. 
 Holly Springs, 1862, June 17, Nov. 13, Dec. 
 
 19, 20 ; 1^63, Jan. 12, July 18. 
 HoLSTON River, 1863, Nov. 15, Dec. 8; 1864, 
 
 Jan. 19. 
 Honey Springs, and H. Hill, 1863, July 17; 
 
 1864, Nov. 29, 30 ; 1865, Feb. 11. 
 Hoover's Gap, 1863, July 3. 
 Hopefield, 1863, Feb. 19. 
 Hopkinsville, 1862, Aug. 16; 1864, Oct. 8, 
 
 Dec. 13, 18. 
 Horse Shoe, 1863, May 9. 
 
670 
 
 BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, ETC, 
 
 Horton's Mills, 1862, Apr. 27. 
 
 HoDSTON, 1861, Nov. 4. 
 
 Howe Cross Roads, 1866, Apr. 5. 
 
 Howlett's House. 
 
 Hudson, 1861, Dec. 20, 
 
 HuDSONViLLE, 1S62, Nov. 8. 
 
 Humboldt, 1861, Sept.; 1862, July 29, Dec. 20. 
 
 HuMONViLLE, 1862, Mar. 26. 
 
 Honnewell, 1862, Jan. 3. 
 
 Hunter, 1861, Sept. 22. 
 
 Hunter's CiTapel, and H. Ford, 1861, Dec. 2; 
 
 1863, Oct. 17. 
 HUNTERSTOWN, 1863, Julj 2. 
 Huntersville, 1861, Dec. 31; 1862, Jan. 4; 
 
 1864, Sept. 30. 
 Huntoon's Mills, 1863, Jan. 8. 
 HuNTSViLLE, 1861, Dec. 1; 1862, Apr. 11, Aug. 
 
 31, Nov. 11, Dec. 7; 1863, July 17; 1864, 
 Sept. 30, Oct. 2. 
 Hurricane Bridge, and H. Creek, 1861, Oct. 
 12; 1864, Aug. 13. 
 
 HUTTONSVILLE. 
 
 Hyattstown, 1862, Oct. 12. 
 
 I. 
 
 Iaton, 1861, June 3. 
 
 Independence, 1862, Feb. 18, Mar. 22, Aug. 
 
 11, 13. 
 Indian River, 1862, Oct. 23, 28, Dec. 10. 
 Indian Village, 1863, Jan. 27. 
 Indianola, 1861, Apr. 17 ; 1862, Oct. 26 ; 1863, 
 
 Dec. 2; 1864, Mar. 13. 
 Ingham's Mills, '1863, Oct. 12. 
 Iron Banks and Mount, 1861, Oct. 7. 
 Ironton, 1861, Sept. 12, Oct. 15 ; 1864, Sept. 29. 
 Irvine, 1863, July 16. 
 Irwinsville, 1863, May 10, 11. 
 Island Ford, 1864, July 18-20. 
 Island Number Ten, 1862, Mar. 16, — ; Apr. 1-8, 
 
 Oct. 17; 1863, Feb. 1; — . 
 Isle of Wight Court House, 1862, Dec. 22. 
 loKA, 1862, Sept. 19, 20. 
 IvT Mountains. 
 
 J. 
 
 Jackson, Miss., 1863, May 14, June 16, July 
 
 11-16; 1864, Feb. 5, July 5, Nov. 24. 
 Jackson, Mo., 1863, Apr. 28. 
 Jackson, N. C, 1863, Aug. 3 ; 1865, Mar. 8. 
 Jackson, Tenn., 1862, Dec. 20; 1863, July 19. 
 Jackson's River, 1863, Dec. 17. 
 Jacksonville, 1862, Mar. 12, Apr. 9, Oct. 5; 
 
 1863, Mar. 10, 27, 28; 1864, Feb. 5-9. 
 James Bayou, 1861, Sept. 29. 
 James Island, 1862, June 5-16 ; 1863, June 1, 
 
 July 16 ; 1864, July 1 ; 1865, Feb. 10-15 ; —. 
 James River, 1861, Dec. 2; 1862, Mar. 9, July 
 
 3, Aug. 1 ; 1864, June 1 ; — . 
 
 Jarratt's Station, 1864, May 4. 
 
 Jasper, 1864, June 4. 
 
 Jefferson City, 1S61, June 14-17 ; 1864, 
 
 Oct. 7, 8. 
 Jenkins's Ferry, Ark. 
 Jennie Creek, 1862, Jan. 7. 
 Jericho Ford, 1864, May. 
 Jerusalem Plank Road, 1864, June 22, Aug. 5, 
 
 Sept. 9, 28, Nov. 6. 
 Jettersville, 1865, Apr. 3, 5. 
 John's Island, 1864, July 1, 2, 9. 
 Johnson's Island. 
 Johnsonville, 1864, Nov. 2-5. 
 Joiner's Bridge, 1862, Dec. 24. 
 Jones's Ford, 1864, May 5. 
 JoNESBORo', 1864, Sept. 1, Nov. 14, 17. 
 Jonesville, 1862, Dec; 1864, Jan. 3. 
 Jordan's Road. 
 Joy's Farm, 1864, Feb. 22. 
 Jupiter Inlet, 1863, Jan. 6, 8. 
 
 K. 
 
 Kanawha, 1861. Aug. 20; — . 
 Kansas City, 1861, Sept. 14, Nov. 20. 
 Keawah Island, 1862, May 21, — . 
 Keittsville, 1862, Feb. 26, Mar. 8. 
 Kelley's Ford, 1862, Aug. 21; 1863, Mar. 17, 
 
 Nov. 7. 
 Kenansville, 1863, July 1, 7. 
 Kenesaw Mountain, 1864, June 4-29, July 3, 
 
 Oct. 6; — . 
 Kernstown, 1864, Nov. 11. 
 Kettle Run, 1862, Aug. 27; 1863, May 30. 
 Key West ; — . 
 Kinderhook, 1862, Aug. 11. 
 King George Court House, 1862, Dec. 2, 7. 
 King's Bay, 1862, Nov. 4. 
 Kingsport, 1864, Dec. 13. 
 Kingston, Ga., 1864, May 18, 20, Nov. 22 ; 1865, 
 
 May 12. 
 Kingston, Tenn., 1863, Sept. 2, Nov. 18. 
 Kinston, 1862, Nov. 17, Dec. 12-14; 1863, Dec. 
 
 14; 1864, June 21, Dec. 12; 1865, Mar. 8, 
 
 11, 16; — . 
 Kirksville, 1862, Aug. 7. 
 Kittochin Mountains, — . 
 Knob Noster. 
 Knoxville, 1863, Sept. 1, 4, 10, Nov, 14, 15, 
 
 17, Dec. 3, 4; 1864, Jan. 20, 21; — . 
 
 Labadieville, 1862, Oct. 27. 
 Labone Pass, 1865, May 25. 
 Lafayette, 1863, Sept. 19, 20, Dec. 2, 4, 12, 28 ; 
 
 1864, June 23-26. 
 Lafourche, 1862, Oct. 27; 1863, June 20, 21, 
 
 July 14. 
 Lagrange, Ark., 1863, Jan. 3, May 1. . 
 
BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, ETC, 
 
 671 
 
 Lagrange, Miss., 1S62, Nov. 4. 
 
 Lagrange, Tenn., 1862, Nov. 9, 11; 1864, 
 
 Aug. 31. 
 Lake City, and L. Station, 1864, Feb. 14, 21. 
 Lake Erie, 1864, Sept. 19. 
 Lake George, 1864, Mar, 18. 
 Lake Harney, 1864, Mar. 18. 
 Lake Providence, 1863, Feb. 4, June 10. 
 Lamar, Kan., 1862, Aug. 24. 
 Lamar, Miss., 1862, Nov. 11. 
 Lamar, Mo., 1862, Nov. 5, 7. 
 Lancaster, 1861, Nov. 24. 
 Lanes', 1861, July 26; 1864, Aug. 21. 
 Langville. 
 
 Latonia Springs, 1862, Sept. 11. 
 Lauderdale Springs, 1864, Feb. 14, 21. 
 Laurel Hill, 1861, July 10, 11; 1865, Mar. 8. 
 Lavacca, 1862, Nov. 1. 
 Lavergne, 1862, Oct. 6, 7, Nov. 27, Dec. 9 ; 
 
 1863, Nov. 16. 
 Lawrence, 1863, Aug. 20, 21. 
 Lawrenceburg, 1862, Apr. 7, Oct. 9; 1863, 
 
 Nov. 3, 4. 
 Leatherwood, 1862, Nov. 6. 
 Leavenworth, 1861, Nov. 2. 
 Lebanon, Ala., 1864, Feb. 3. 
 Lebanon, Ky., 1862, July 12; 1863, Jan. 1, 
 
 July 5. 
 Lebanon, Mo., 1861, Oct. 13; 1862, Mar. 12. 
 Lebanon, Tenn., 1862, May 5, Nov. 11, Dec. 6; 
 
 1863, Feb. 8, July 5. 
 Lee's Mills, 1862, Apr. 16, 22. 
 Leesburg, 1861, Oct. 21, 22; 1862, Mar. 7, May 
 
 28, Sept. 17, Oct. 5, 13, 30, Nov. 20, Dec. 
 
 11; — . 
 Leestown, 1863, Aug. 21 ; 1864, Aug. 25. 
 Leesville, 1862, Mar. 7. 
 Legareville, 1863, Dec. 24. 
 Leiper's Ferry, 1863, Oct. 30. 
 Lennox, 1863, June 19. 
 Lenoir, 1863, Nov. 14, 15. 
 Lewinsvii.le, 1861, Sept. 11, 25; 1863, Oct. 4. 
 Lewisburg, 1862, May 23 ; 1863, Nov. 5, 7. 
 Lexington, Ky., and Va., 1862, July 15, Sept. 1, 
 
 Oct. 2, 7, 17, 18, Dec.l7; 1864, June 10. 
 Lexington, Mo., 1861, Aug. 29, Sept. 10-^9, 
 
 Oct. 16; 1864, Oct. 17, 19. 
 Lexington, S. C, 1865, Feb. 15. 
 Lexington, Tenn., 1863, July 27. 
 Liberty, La., 1864, Nov. 21. 
 Liberty, Mo., 1861, Apr. 20, June 19. 
 Liberty, Tenn., and L. Gap, 1863, Feb. 3, June 
 
 24, 25. 
 Liberty, and L. Mills, Va., 1863, Oct. 22 ; 1864, 
 
 Dec. 22. 
 LiCKTOWN, 1863, Feb. 25. 
 Limestone Station, 1863, Sept. 9. 
 Linden, Tenn., 1863, May 12. 
 
 Linden, Va., 1862, May 15. 
 
 Linn Creek, 1861, Oct. 14; 1862, Feb. 8. 
 
 Lithington's Mills. 
 
 Little Bethel, 1861, June 10. 
 
 Little Black River, 1863, May 28; — . 
 
 Little Blue, 1861, Nov. 11, 27; 1862, Apr. 12; 
 
 1864, Oct. 22; — . 
 Little Osage, — . 
 Little River, 1863, Jan. 5, Aug. 24; 1865, Feb. 
 
 4, Apr. 9. 
 Little Rock, 1862, May 31 ; 1863, Sept. 10. 
 Little Run, 1862, Nov. 18. 
 Little Salkahatchie, 1865, Feb. 5. 
 Little Santa Fe, 1861, Nov. 6; 1862, Apr. 21. 
 Little Tennessee River, — . 
 Little Washington, 1864, Apr. 28-30. 
 Littletown, 1S63, June 16. 
 Liverpool Heights, 1864, Mar. 5. 
 Lockwood, 1864, Jan. 11. 
 Locust Hill, and Grove. 
 Logan's Cross Roads, 1862, Jan. 19. 
 London, 1863, Oct. 30, Nov. 14, 17. 
 Lone Jack, 1862, Aug. 16. 
 Long Bridge, 1862, July 1. 
 Longview, 1864, Mar. 26. 
 Lookout Mountain, and Valley, 1863, July 7, 
 
 Sept. 8, Oct. 27, 29, Nov. 3, 23-27 ; — . 
 Lost Mountain, 1864, June 8 
 Loudon, Tenn., 1863, Nov. 1, 14, 20. 
 Loudon, Va., 1S61, Sept. 13, Oct. 18; 1864, 
 
 Jan. 10. 
 Louisville, 1862, Sept. 22-26; 1863, Nov. 28. 
 Lovejoy's Station, 1864, Aug. 20, Nov. 14, 16. 
 Lovettsville, 1861, Aug. 8 ; 1862, Oct, 21. 
 Lowry's Point, 1862, Apr. 14. 
 Lucas Bend, 1861, Sept. 10, 26. 
 LuRAY, 1862, June 30, July 29; 1863, Dec. 23, 
 
 24 ; 1864, Sept. 2}^i. 
 Lynchburg, 1864, June 16, 18; 1865, Apr. 11. 
 Lynn Haven, 1861, June 24, Oct. 9. 
 
 M. 
 Mackey's Point, 1862, jDct. 28. 
 Mackintosh Creek. 
 Macon, 1864, July 31, Nov. 20-22 ; 1865, Apr. 
 
 20, 21. 
 Madison, and M. Court House, 1862, July 26 ; 
 
 1S63, Sept. 22; 1864, Apr. 20, Nov. 19, Dec. 
 
 21; -. 
 Madisonville,1862, Aug. 26, Nov. 5. 
 Magnolia, 1863, May I ; 1864, Mar. 21, 
 
 July 11, 
 Mairge's Heights, 1863, May 2-4 ; 1864, May 
 
 3-8. 
 Malvern Hills, 1862, July 1, 24, Aug. 5, 7. 
 Mammoth Cave. 
 Manassas— (Bull Run), 1861, July 21 ; 1862, Mar. 
 
 10, Aug. 26, 30, Oct. 24; 1863, July 23. 
 
672 
 
 BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, ETC, 
 
 Manchac, 1862, June 18. 
 
 Manchester, 1862, Aug. 29 ; 1863, Jan. 5, June 
 
 26, July 3. 
 Mansfield, 1864, Apr. 8. 
 Marianna, 1862, Kov. 8 ; 1864, Sept. 21. 
 Marias desCygnes, 1864, Oct. 2*7. 
 Mariatown, 1861, Sept. 11. 
 Marietta, 1864, June 2, 27, July 3, Nov. 9. 
 Marion, 1864, Feb. 14, 21, Dec 16; 1665, 
 
 Mar. 21. 
 Markhaji's Station. 
 Marriottsville, 1863, June 29. 
 Marsh Run, 1863, July. 
 Marshfield, 1862, Oct. 20, 
 Martin's Creek, 1864, Feb. 8. 
 Martinsburg, 1861, July 2, 15; 1862, Mar. 3, 
 May 25, 31, Sept. 6, Oct. 1; 1863, June 14, 
 Oct. 16; 1864, July 3, 20-28, Aug. 19, Sept. 
 18; — . 
 Mattox Creek, 1865, Mar. 16. . 
 Maryland Heights, IS62, Sept. 13,15; 1S33, 
 
 June 30, — ; 1864, July 4. 
 Marye's Hill, 1863, May 3. 
 Marysville, and Mary's Heights, 1863, Nov. 12. 
 Mason's Hill, and Masonic Hill. 
 Masonboro' Inlet, 1863, Jan. 16. 
 Matagorda Bay, and Island, 1863, Nov. 2Y-30, 
 
 Dec. 1. 
 Matamoras, 1864, Sept. 6. 
 Mattapont, 1862, Aug. 6; 1864, May 22 ; — . 
 Matthias Point, 1861, June 24, 2*7, Nov. 11, — . 
 Mayfield, 1861, Sept. 20; 1863, Nov. 2; 1864, 
 
 Jan. 17, 
 Maynardsville, 1863, Dec. 1, 2. 
 Maysville, Ark., 1862, Oct. 22. 
 Maysville, Ky., 1862, Sept. 11, 14. 
 
 Maysville, Va., 1862, Oct. SI. 
 
 McConnellsbukg, 1863, |^e 19, 24-29. 
 
 McCormick's Gap. 
 
 McCoy's Creek, and Mills, 1861, Nov. 14; 1862, 
 Oct. 10. 
 
 McDoNODGH, 1864, Nov. 17. 
 
 McDowell, 1862, May », 8. 
 
 McLean's Ford, 1863, Oct. 13. 
 
 McMinnsville, 1862, Mar. 26, Aug. 30; 1863, 
 Apr. 22, May 24, Sept. 28, Oct. 3. 
 
 McNeil's Ford, 1864, Feb. 4. 
 
 Mechanicsburg, 1861, Sept. 23; 1863, June 28. 
 
 Mechanicstown, 1863, July 5. 
 
 Mechanicsville, 1862, May 24, June 25, 26, 
 
 Meadow Bridge, 1864, May 12, 
 
 Medon, 1862, Aug. 31'. 
 
 Memphis, Mo., 1862, July 13, 18. 
 
 Memphis, Tenn., 1862, June 6, 7, Aug. 3; 1864, 
 Feb. 21, Aug. 21 ; — . 
 
 Mercersburg, 1862, Oct. 10. 
 
 Meridian, 1864, Feb. 14. 
 
 Merrill's Crossing, 1863, Oct. 12, 13. 
 Merri wether's Ferry, 1862, Aug. 15. 
 Mesilla, 1861, Aug. 3. 
 Middle Creek, and M. Fork, 1861, July 6 ; 1862, 
 
 Jan. 10. 
 Middleburg, Miss., 1863, Dec. 21. 
 Middleburg, Va., 1862, Mar. 29 ; 1863, Jan. 26, 
 
 Feb. 6, Apr. 29, June 18-21. 
 MiDDLEBURY, 1863, Dcc. 21. 
 MiDDLETON, 1863, Feb. 1, 2, May 21, 22. 
 Middletown, Md., and Va., 1862, Sept. 9, 10, 11; 
 
 1863, June 12, July 4; 1864, July 7, Oct. 19. 
 Middletown, N. C, 1862, Nov. 1. 
 
 Midway, 1865, Feb. 2. 
 
 MiLFOKD, 1861, Dec. 18; 1864, May 21. 
 
 Mill Creek Hill, 1861, Oct. 26; 1862, May 25. 
 
 Mill Point, 1S63, Nov. 5. 
 
 Mill Spring, 1862, Jan. 19, 20. 
 
 Milledgeville, 1864, Nov. 20, 23. 
 
 Millen, 1864, Nov. (Prison.) 
 
 Milliken's Bend, 1862, Aug. 18; 1863, June 
 
 6, 8 ; — . 
 MiLLViLLE, 1861, July 16. 
 Millwood, 1863, Feb. 6. 
 Milton, 1863, Mar. 20. 
 Mine Creek, and M. Run, 1863, Nov. 27, 30; 
 
 1864, May 5, Oct. 26. 
 
 Mingo, and M. Swamp, 1862, Nov. 29; 1863, Feb. 3. 
 
 Minor's Hill, 1861, Oct. 14. 
 
 Missionary Ridge, and Mountains, 1863, Nov. 
 
 23-27; — . 
 Mississippi City, 1862, Mar. 8. 
 Mississippi River, Sound, and Passes, 1861, 
 
 Oct. 12, Nov. 12, Dec. 7 ; 1862, Apr. 4. — . 
 Missouri River, — . 
 
 Mitchell's Fork, and Creek, 1865, Mar. 26. 
 Mobile, and M. Bay, and Harbor, 1861, May 27, 
 
 Dec. 25 ; 1863, July 18; 1864, Aug. 5; 1865, 
 
 Mar. 17, Apr. 14, — . 
 MoBjACK Bay, 1863, Apr. 25. 
 Monet's Bluff. 
 
 MoNOCACY, 1864, May, July 9; — . 
 Monroe, 1861, July 10, 11. 
 Montauk, 1864, Aug. 12. 
 Monteitii, 1864, Dec. 9. 
 
 Monterey, Tenn., 1862, Apr. 28, 29, May 13. 
 Monterey, Va., 1862, Apr. 8, 12; 1863, July 4. 
 MoNTEVALLE, 1865, Mar. 29. 
 Montgomery, 1862, June 11; 1865, Apr. 11,14. 
 MoNTiCELLO, Ky., 1863, May 1, 31, June 9. 
 MoNTiCELLO, Mo., 1862, Aug. 6; 1864, Mar. 30, 
 Moore's Bluff, and M. Mill, 1862, July 28 ; 
 
 1863, Sept. 29. 
 Moore's Cross Roads, 1S65, Mar. 15. 
 Moorefield, 1862, June 29, Nov. 9 ; 1863, Jan. 
 
 3, Sept. 5, 11 ; 1864, Jan, 2, Feb. 4, Aug. 7; 
 
 1865, Feb. 5 ; — , 
 
BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, ETC, 
 
 6r3 
 
 MoRKHEAD City, 18C2, Mar. 23, 
 
 Morgan's Bend, 1863, Sept. 7. 
 
 MORGANFIELD, 1862, Aug. 31. 
 
 MoRGANTowN, 1861, Oct. 31 J 1862, Oct. 24; 
 
 1863, Apr. 27 ; 1865, Apr. 20. 
 MoRGANZiA, 1863, Sept. 29, Oct. 4. 
 
 Morris Ferry, and M. Farm, 1863, July 3; 
 
 1865, Mar. 19. 
 Morris Island, 1861, Jan. 9; 1862—, ; 1863, 
 
 July 10, 18, Aug. 26, Sept. 6; — . 
 MoRRiSTOWN, 1861, Sept. 17; 1863, Dec. 10,12; 
 
 1864, Nov. 13. 
 
 Morton's Ford, 1863, Nov. 15 ; 1864, Feb. 6. 
 
 Moscow, 1863, Dec. 2, 4. 
 
 Mosquito Inlet, 1862, Mar ; — . 
 
 Mossy Creek, 1863, Dec. 29; 1864, Jan. 11, 
 
 Oct. 15. 
 Motley's Ford, 1863, Nov. 5. 
 Mound City, 1863, Jan. 14, 15. 
 Mount Airy, 1864, Dec. 14. 
 Mount Crawford, 1864, June 5. 
 Mount Elba, 1864, Mar. 30. 
 Mount Jackson, 1862, Apr. 17, June 12; 1863, 
 
 Nov. 18. 
 Mount Olive, 1865, Mar. 21. 
 Mount Pleas.int, 1861, July 28; 1863, Mar. 30. 
 Mount Sterling, 1S62, July 29; 1863, Feb. 23, 
 
 Mar. 22, June 11, Dec. 2; 1864, June 9, 10; 
 
 1865, May 1. 
 
 Mount Vernon, 1863, Apr. 11. 
 
 Mount Washington, 1862, Oct. 2. 
 
 Mount ZiON, 1S61, Dec.t28. 
 
 Mountain Store, 1862, July 26. 
 
 Mud Town, 1862, Feb. 24. 
 
 Mulberry Fork, and M. Island, 1861, Dec. 2 ; 
 
 1865, Mar. 29. 
 Muldraugh's Hills, 1862, Dec. 28. 
 Munfordstille, 1861, Dec. 17; 1862, Sept. 14- 
 
 21, Dec. 24, 25; — . 
 Munson's Hill, 1861, Aug. 31, Sept. 28 ; — . 
 Murfreesboro', 1862, July 13, Dec. 23-31 ; 
 
 1863, Jan. 1-4, 21, Mar. 2, June 4; 1864, 
 
 Sept. 1-3, Dec. 5-7, 13-15; — . 
 Murray Hill 
 MusQUiTO Inlet, 1862, Mar. ; — . 
 
 N. 
 Nanna Hubba Bluff, 1865, May 9. 
 Nansemond River, 1863, Apr. 14, 15, 30, May 
 
 2; -. 
 Napoleon, 1861, Apr. 23. 
 Nashville, 1862, Feb. 23-25, Oct. 6, 22, Nov. 
 
 5, Dec. 12, 21; 1864, Nov. 30, Dec. 10-19 ; —. 
 Natchez, 1862, May 13, Sept. 1, 10; 1863, July 
 
 7-12, 29; 1864, Jan. 23; — . 
 Natchitoches, 1864, Mar. 13-30. 
 Needham's Cut-off, 1862, Apr. 13. 
 Nelson's Farm, 1862, June 30. 
 
 Neosho, 1862, Apr. 26, May 29-31. 
 
 Neuse River, — . 
 
 New Albany, 1863, Oct. 5. 
 
 New Baltimore, 1862, Nov. 3, 5. 
 
 New Bridge, 1862, May 22, June 5, 28. 
 
 New Creek, 1861, June 19; 1864, Feb. 1, Aug. 
 
 4, Nov. 28. 
 New Haven, 1862, Dec. 16. 
 New Hope, and N. H. Church, 1862, July II ; 
 
 1863, Oct. 8; 1864, May 28, 31. 
 New Iberia, 1863, Apr. 13. 
 New Inlet, — . 
 
 New Kent, 1862, May 10; 1863, June 15. 
 New Lawrence, 1863, Nov. 3. 
 New Lisbon, 1863, July 26. 
 New Madrid, 1862, M-ar. 3, 13, Dec. 28. 
 New Market, Ala., 1862, Aug. 5. 
 New Orleans, 1862, Apr. 14-28, May, Dec. 14; — 
 New River, N. C, — . 
 
 New River, Va., 1861, Nov. 7 ; 1864, May 10. 
 New Ulm, 1862, Aug. 
 New Windsor, 1863, June 29. 
 Newark, 1862, Aug. 1. 
 Newbern, 1862, Mar. 14, Nov. 11; 1863, Feb. 
 
 27, Mar. 8, 14; 1864, Feb. 1, 4, 7, 29, May 
 
 10; 1865, Apr. 2; — . 
 Newburg, 1862, July 18. 
 Newmarket, 1861, July 19, Nov. 11, 12, 29, 
 
 Dec. 22; 1862, Apr. 17, June 30, Sept. 11; 
 
 1863, Nov. 18; 1864, Jan. 18, May 15, Sept. 
 
 28-30, Oct. 7, Dec. 21 ; — . 
 Newman, 1864, July 30. 
 Newport News, 1861, June 5, July 5, Dec. 2; 
 
 1862, Mar. 9. 
 Newport, Ky., 1862, Sept. 30. 
 Newtonia, 1862, Sept. 30; 1864, Oct. 28. 
 Newtown, 1863, Oct. 4. 
 Nickajack Trace, 1864, Apr. 23. 
 Nineveh, 1864, Nov. 12. 
 NoLENSViLLE, 1863, Feb. 15. 
 NoNCONNOR, 1863, Apr. 19, 
 NoRFOLK,Mo., 1861, Sept. 10. 
 Norfolk, Va., 1861, Apr. 20, May 20; 18G2, 
 
 May 10; — . 
 NoRRisTowN, 1864, Oct. 28. 
 North Anna, 1862, July 23 ; 1864, May 19-24; — . 
 North Branch, 1864, Feb. 2. 
 North Fork, 1862, Nov. 9. 
 North River Mills, 1862, Aug. 18. 
 Nottoway, 1864, June 22, Dec. 8. 
 
 O. 
 
 Oak Grove, Hill and Woods, 1861, Aug. 10; 
 
 1862, June 25; 1863, Nov. 25. 
 OccoQUAN, 1861, Nov. 12; 1862, Jan. 28, Feb. 
 
 4, 20, Mar. 8, Dec. 19, 20, 27 ; — . 
 Ocean Pond, 1864, Feb. 20. 
 
 OCMULGEE, . 
 
674 
 
 BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, ETC, 
 
 OCRACOKE, 1861, Sept. 16; — . 
 
 Ohio River, — . 
 
 Okolona, 1864, Feb. 15, 22, Apr. 3, Dec. 21. 
 
 Olathe, 1861, Dec. 7; 1862, Sept. 6. 
 
 Old Church. 
 
 Old Fort Wayne, 1862, Oct. 22. 
 
 Old River, 1863, Feb. 10. 
 
 Old Town, 1864, Aug. 8. 
 
 Olive Hill, 1862, Oct. 2. 
 
 Olustee, 1864, Feb. 20, 21. 
 
 Onslow, 1862, Nov. 23. 
 
 Opelousas, 1863, Apr. 20, Oct. 21. 
 
 Opequan, 1864, Sept. 19. 
 
 Orange Court House, 1862, July 20, 25, Aug. 
 
 1, 2 ; 1863, Nov. 27, 30; 1864, Feb. 6, May 4; 
 
 1865, Feb. 5 ; — . 
 Orangeburg, 1865, Feb. 11. 
 Orizaba, 1802, Nov. 3. 
 Orleans, 1863, June 11, 17. 
 Osage River, 1862, Oct. 29; — . 
 Osceola, 1861, Sept. 25. 
 OssABAw Sound, 1861, Dec. 11 ; 1863, Jan. 21 ; 
 
 1864, June 2 ;— . 
 Overall's Creek, 1864, Dec. 4. 
 Overton's Hill, 1864, Dec. 16. 
 Owensboro', 1862, Sept. 20; 1865, Jan. 6. 
 Oxford, 1862, Dec. 3. 
 Oyster Point, 1863, June 28. 
 Ozark, 1862, Aug. 2. 
 
 Paducah, 1861, Sept. 6; 1864, Mar. 25, 26, Apr. 
 
 14 ; 1865, Mar. 22. 
 Paine's Cross Roads, 1865, Apr. 5. 
 Painesville, 1864, Apr. 13. 
 Paintsville, 1862, Jan. 7. 10; 1804, Apr. 12. 
 Palmetto Branch, and P. Station, 1864, July 
 
 28; 1805, May 11. 
 Palmyra, 1861, Nov. 17; 1862, Sept. 13; 1863, 
 
 Apr. 4, Nov. 13. 
 Pamlico Sound, 1862, Feb. 7, 8 ; — . 
 Pamunkey River, 1862, May 18, June 14; 1863, 
 
 July 1; 1864, May 29; — . 
 Panola, 1863, June 24. 
 Panther Gap, and Springs, 1864, Mar. 5, 
 
 Nov. 13. 
 Paoli, 1863, June 17. 
 Papinsville, 1861, Sept. 21, Dec. 13. 
 Parata, 1862, Apr. 23. 
 Paris, Ky., 1862, July 30, Sept. 1, 15; 1863, 
 
 Mar. ] 1, July 29, 31 ; 1864, June 8. 
 Paris, Tenn., 1862, Feb. 12, Mar. 12; 1863, 
 
 Sept. 13. 
 Paris, Va., 1862, Oct. 13; 1863, July 29, 31. 
 Parker's Cross Roads, 1862, Dec. 30, 31. 
 Parkersburg, 1861, May. 
 Parksville, 1864, July 8. 
 Pascagoula, 1863, Apr. 9; 1864, Dec. 15. 
 
 ^Pasqcotonk River, 1863, Aug. 15, Sept. 29. 
 Pass a L'Outre, 1863, Apr. 6. 
 Pass Cabello, 1863, Nov. 30, Dec. 1. 
 Pass Christian, 1862, Apr. 4. 
 Patten, 1862, July 26. 
 Patterson, and P.'s Creek, 1S61, June 26 ; 1833, 
 
 Apr. 20; 1864, Jan. 2, Feb. 2. 
 Pattersonville, 1863, Jan. 14, Apr. 1. 
 Paw Paw, 1862, Oct. 4. 
 Paxton's Cut. 
 
 Pea Ridge, 1862, Mar. 6-9, Apr. 24. 
 Pea Vine Creek, 1863, Nov. 26. 
 Peach Orchard, and P. Hill, 1862, June 29; 
 
 1864, Apr. 8. 
 Peach Tree Creek, 1864, July 18-20. 
 Peeble's Farm, 1864, Sept. 30. 
 Pelham, 1863, July 1. 
 Peninsula (The), — . 
 Pensacola, 1861, Jan. 12, Sept. 14, Nov. 22, 23 ; 
 
 1802, Jan. 1, May 9, 12, Oct. 28 ; — . 
 Perryville, 1862, Oct. 7, 8 ; 1863, Aug. 25, 
 
 Sept. 19; 1864, Sept. 3. 
 Petersburg, Tenn., 1863, Mar. 2. 
 Petersburg, Va., 1861, Sept. 12; 1804, Jan. 30, 
 
 May 9, June 10, 15-July 30; 1865, Mar. 29, 
 
 30-Apr. 3 ; — . 
 Pettie's Mills, 1863, May 5. 
 Philadelphia, Tenn., 1863, Oct. 21, 24-26. 
 Philippi, 1861, Juno 3, 19. 
 Phillip's Creek, 1862, May 21. 
 Philomont, 1862, Nov. 1, 2; 1863, June 18; 
 
 1864, Feb. 20. i 
 
 Piankatakk River, 1864, Mar. 7. 
 Piedmont, 1861, June 19; 1862, Nov. 3; 1863, 
 
 May 16; 1864, June 5, Oct. 13. 
 Pig Point, 1861, June 5; 1802, June 1. 
 Piketon, 1861, Nov. 8, 9; 1862, Nov. 5; 1863, 
 
 July 16. 
 PiKEViLLE, 1862, Sept. 6; 18G3, Apr. 15. 
 Pilatka, 1864, Mar. 10. 
 Pilot Knob, 1864, Sept. 26. 
 Pinckney Island, 1862, Aug. 21; — . 
 Pine Barren Ridge, 1804, Nov. 10. 
 Pine Bluff, and P. Mountain, 1863, Sept. 11, 
 
 Oct. 25; 1864, Apr. 25, June 15,21; 1865, 
 
 May 10. 
 Pine Hook, 1864, Dec. 26. 
 PiNESViLLE, 1802, Mar. 5; 1803, Aug. 15. 
 Piney Factory, and P. Woods, 1803, Oct. 30; 
 
 1804, Mar. 31. 
 PiNOLA, 1863, June 28. 
 Pittman's Ferry, 1862, Oct. 28, Nov. 2. 
 Pittsburg Landing, 1862, Mar. 2, 16, Apr. 
 
 4-9; — . 
 Plantersville, 1865, Mar. 21. 
 Plaquemine, 1862, Nov. 29; 1863, Jan. 27. 
 Platte City, 1861, Doc. 15. 
 Flattsburg, 1861, Oct. 27 ; 1863, May 21. 
 
BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, ETC. 
 
 675 
 
 Pleasant Grove, Hill, and Valley, 1861, Nov. 
 
 17 ; 1862, July 11, Sept. 9; 1864, Apr. 1, 7, 9. 
 Plymouth, 1862, Sept. 2, Dec. 10; 1864, Apr. 
 
 14-20, Oct. 31. 
 Po. 
 Pocahontas, Ark., 1862, Apr. 12 ; 1863, Aug. 
 
 18, 25. 
 Pocahontas, Miss., 1863, June 18, Dec. 2. 
 Pocataligo, 1862, May 29, Oct. 22; 1864, Dec. 
 
 6; 1865, Jan. 14. 
 
 POCOMAKE. 
 
 PoHicK CicRCH, 1861, Oct. 4. 
 
 Point Isabel, 1863, Nov. 5. 
 
 Point Lick, 1862, Oct. 23. 
 
 Point Lookout, 1861, June 28. 
 
 Point of Rocks, 1861, Aug. 5, Sept. 24, Nov. 14, 
 
 Dec. 19 ; 1863, June 17; 1864, July 4; — . 
 Point Pleasant, 1862, Mar. 9, 14 ; 1863, Mar. 25. 
 Point Rock River, 1863, Aug. 12. 
 Pollard, 1864, Dec. 16; 1865, Mar. 25. 
 Pollocksville, 1863, Jan. 17. 
 POMEROY, 1863, July 20. 
 PONCHATOULA, 1862, Sept. 15; 1863, Mar. 24, 
 
 May 13. 
 PoNTOTOE, 1864, Feb. 13, July 11, 13. 
 PooLESViLLE, 1862, Sept. 4, 8, Oct. 12, Nov. 25, 
 
 Dec. 14; 1863, June 11, Aug. 14 ; 1864, Oct. 14. 
 Poplar Springs Church, 1864, Sept. 30. 
 PoQUOSiN Bay. 
 PoRALTO, 1862, Apr. 15. 
 Port Conway, 1S63, Sept. 2. 
 Port Gibson, 1863, May 1. 
 Port Hudson, 1862, Dec. 12 ; 1863, Mar. 9, 14, 
 
 May 8, 10-27, June 11, 14, July 8; 1864, 
 
 July 5 ; — . 
 Port Republic, 1862, June 8, 9. 
 Port Royal, 1861, Nov. 7, Dec. 8 ; 1862, Jan. 
 
 1, 6, Dec. 4, 10 ; 1863, Apr. 22, Sept. 1 ; 1864, 
 
 Mar. 19; —. 
 Port Walthal Junction, 1864, May 16. 
 Portland, Mo., 1862, Aug. S. 
 Portland Harbor, Me., 1863, June 27. 
 Portsmouth, Va., 1861, Apr. 20. 
 Potomac River and Shores, — . 
 PoTosi, 1861, May 15, Oct. 15. 
 Pound Gap, 1662, Mar. 16. 
 Powder Mill, 1864, Sept. 19. 
 Powell's Valley. 
 Powhatan, 1862, June 27. 
 Prairie de Anna, and Prairie Grove, 1862, 
 
 Dec. 7 ; 1864, Apr. 17. 
 Preble's Farm, 1864, Sept. 30. 
 Prentiss, 1862, Sept. 20. 
 Prestonburg, 1861, Nov. 5; 1862, Jan. 11. 
 Price's Hill, and Landing, 1861, Nov. 18. 
 Princeton, Ark., 1863, Dec. 9. 
 Princeton, Ky., 1862, Dec. 3 ; 1864, June 10. 
 Princeton, Va., 1862, May 18. 
 42 
 
 Pritchard's Mills, 1861, Sept. 15. 
 
 Proctor's Bridge, and Creek. 
 
 Providence Church, 1863, Jan. 9. 
 
 Pulaski, 1862, May 1 ; 1S63, Dec. 25 ; 1864, 
 
 Sept. 26, Dec. 18. 
 PuMFKiNViNE Creek, 1864, May 25, 28. 
 Pungo Creek, and River, 1862, Nov. 1 ; 1863, 
 
 July 5 ; — . 
 PuRDY, 1862, Apr. 27-30.' 
 Putnam's Ferry, 1862, Apr. 1, Oct. 27. 
 
 Q. 
 
 Quaker Bridge, Q. Church, and Q, Road, 1863, 
 
 July 6; 1864, June 17; 1865, Mar. 29 
 Quallatown, 1864, Feb. V. 
 QUANTICO, 1861, Oct. 11. 
 Quitman, 1864, Feb. 14, 21. 
 
 R. 
 
 Raccoon Ford, 1863, Oct. 8, Nov. 15. 
 
 Rainbow Bluff. 
 
 Raleigh, 1865, Apr. 13, 26. 
 
 Randolph, 1862, Sept. 23. 
 
 Rapidan Bluffs, River, and Station, 1862, July 
 
 13; 1863, Sept. 14, Nov. 26, Dec. 1 ; — . 
 Rappahannock River, and Station, 1861, June 
 
 24; 18G2, Aug. 21-23, Nov. 8; 1863, Jan. 22, 
 
 June 5, Oct. 24, Aug. 1, 4, Nov. 7 ; — . 
 Rattlesnake Mountain. 
 Ravenna, 1864, Feb. 28. 
 Ravenswood, 1862, Sept. 4« 
 Rawle's Mills. 
 Raymond, 1863, May 12. 
 Ready Creek, 1862, May 13. 
 Readyville, 1862, Aug. 28; 1864, Sept. 7. 
 Ream's Station, 1864, June 28, 29, Aug. 18, 19, 
 
 25; 1865, Mar. 22. 
 Red Mound, 1863, Jan. 1. 
 Red River, 1863, Feb. 8, July 14, Oct. 7, Dec. 
 
 23; 1864, Apr. 12; 1865, June 3; — . 
 Reelsville, 1862, Aug. 11. 
 Reeves' Point, and R. Station,' 1863, Apr. 20; 
 • 1865, Jan. 16. 
 
 Reisterstown, 1863, June 29; 1S64, July 10. 
 Relay House, 1861, May 6. 
 Renick, 1861, Nov. 1. 
 Resaca, 1864, May 13-15, Oct. 12. 
 Reynolds' Ford, 1862, Sept. 23. 
 Rice's Station. 
 Rich Inlet, and R. Mountain, 1861, July 11; 
 
 1863, Sept. 23. 
 Richmond, Ky., 1862, July 27, Aug. 29, 30; 
 
 1863, July 28. 
 Richmond, La., 1863, June 15. 
 Richmond, Miss., 1863, Mar. 30, June 16. 
 Richmond, Mo., 1863, May 19. 
 Richmond, Va., siege and investment, 1861- 
 
 1865, Apr. 3 ; — . 
 
676 
 
 BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, ETC. 
 
 RiDGETiLLE, Va., 1862, Sept. 11, Oct. 29. 
 RiENzi, 1862, Aug. 19, Kov. 27; 1863, July 11; 
 
 1864, June 7. 
 Riker's Island. 
 Ringgold, 1862, Dec. 14; 1863, Sept. 10, Nov. 
 
 27, 30; 1864, Jan. 31, Feb. 21, 22, Oct, 15. 
 Rio Grande, — . 
 Rip Raps, — . P 
 
 Ripley, Miss., 1862, Nov. 3, Dec. 2 ; 1864, July 7. 
 Ripley, Tenn., 1863, Jan. 8, June 18. 
 Ripley, Va., 1861, Dec. 19; 1862, Sept. 14. 
 Roanoke Island, and River, 1862, Feb. 7, 8; 
 
 1864, May 5 ; — . 
 Robertson's Ford, and River, 1863, Oct. 10, 11. 
 Rochefort, 1863, May SO, June 1, 2. 
 Rock Creek, and Springs, 1863, July 2. 
 RocKFORD, 1863, Nov. 14. 
 RocKViLLE, 1863, June 28, Sept. 22; 1864, 
 
 July 10. 
 Rocky-faced Ridge, 1864, Feb. 24; May 8, 14. 
 Rocky Crossing, and R. Gap, 1863, June 18, 
 
 Aug. 26, 30. 
 Rocky Hill, 1863, July 4. 
 Rocky Mount, 1863, July 22. 
 Rodman's Point, 1863, Apr. 4. 
 RoGERSViLLE, Ala., 1862, May 13. 
 RoGERSViLLE, Ky., 1862, Aug. 29, 30. 
 RoGERSViLLE, Tcnn., 1863, Nov. 6; 1864, Aug. 22. 
 RoLLA, 1864, Sept. 27. 
 Rolling Fork. 
 
 Rome, Ga., 1864, Feb. 8, May 18, 20, Oct. 12. 
 Rome, Tenn., 1863, Mar. 26. 
 RoMNEY, 1861, June 11, 26, Sept. 23, Oct. 26; 
 
 1862, Jan. 8, Feb. 7; 1863, Feb. 16; — . 
 Rood's Hill, 1864, Nov. 22. 
 Rose Hill. 
 
 RosEWELL, 1864, July 10. 
 RossviLLE, 1863, Sept. 19-21, Nov. 23-25; 1864, 
 
 Apr. 6. 
 Rough and Ready, 1864, Aug., Nov. 16. 
 Round Top Mountain, 1864, Oct." 9. 
 Rover, 1863, Jan. 31, June 28. 
 Rowanty, 1865, Feb. 5, Mar. 30. 
 RuMSEY, 1861, Nov. 17. 
 Rural Hills, 1S62, Nov. 18. 
 RussELLviLLE, and Russell's House, 1862, Feb. 
 
 20, May 17, July 29, Sept. 30. 
 Rutherford's Creek, 1863, Mar. 10. 
 Rutledge, 1864, Nov. 18, 19. 
 
 S. 
 Sabine City, and Cross Roads, 1862, Oct. 17 ; 
 
 1864, Apr. 8. 
 Sabine Pass, 1862, Sept. 25; 1863, Jan. 21, Apr. 
 
 3, 18, Sept. 8, 12; 1S64, May 24; 1865, May 
 
 25-27 ; — . 
 Sacramento, 1861, Dec. 28. 
 Sailor's Creek, 1865, Apr. 6. 
 
 Saint Alban's. 
 
 Saint Andrew's Bay, and Sound ; — . 
 
 Saint Augustine, 1862, Mar. 12, 21. 
 
 Saint Catherine's, 1863, July 29 ; 1864, Jan. 15. 
 
 Saint Charles, Ark., 1862, June 13, 17. 
 
 Saint Charles, Mo., 1864, June 27. 
 
 Saint Cloud. 
 
 Saint Francis's River, 1862, Nov. 29. 
 
 Saint George. 
 
 Saint John's, Fla., and St. J.'s River, 1862, 
 
 Sept. 17, Oct. 3 ; 1864, Apr. 16, May 23 ; — . 
 Saint John's, N. B., 1863, Dec. 6. 
 Saint Joseph's, 1861, Sept. 13; 1862, May 5. 
 Saint Louis, 1861, Apr. 25, May 11. 
 Saint Mark's, 1864, Jan. 18, Feb. 20, 27, Mar. 1. 
 Saint Mary's, and St. M. River, 1862, Mar. 6, 
 
 Oct. 26, Nov. 9 ; 1864, June 22 ; — . 
 Salatia, 1864, Feb. 5. 
 Salem, Ark., 1862, Mar. 16, 18. 
 Salem, Ind., 1863, July 10. 
 Salem, Miss., 1863, Oct. 8. 
 Salem, Mo., 1861, Dec. 3; 1863, Sept. 12, 13.. 
 Salem, Tenn., 1863, Mar. 2; 1865, Mar. 13. 
 Salem, Va., 1862, Nov. 5, 21 ;- 1863, Apr. 29, 
 
 Dec. 15-18; 1865, Mar. 12. 
 Salineville, 1863, July. 
 
 Salisbury, N. C, 1865, Apr. 12; — . (Prison.) 
 Salisbury, Tenn., 1862, Aug. 11. 
 Salkahatchie, 1865, Jan. 24, Feb. 3. 
 Salt Fork, and" S. Lick, 1863, Oct. 12, 13. 
 Saltpetre Cave, 1864, Feb. 3. 
 Saltville, 1864, Oct. 2, Dec. 20. 
 Saluria, 1861, Apr. 25. 
 Sambro Harbor, N. S., 1863, Dec. 17. 
 Sanderson, 1864, Feb. 20, 21. 
 Sandersville, 1864, Nov. 26. 
 Sandy Hook, and River, 1864, Aug. 11-13. 
 Sangster's, 1863, Dec. 17. 
 Santa Fe, 1861, Nov. 6; 1862, Apr. 21. 
 Santa Rosa Island, 1861, Oct. 9. 
 Santee. 
 
 Saratoga, 1S61, Oct. 26. ^ 
 
 Sartatia. 
 
 Sartoria, 1863, June 4. 
 Saulsbury, 1863, Dec. 2. 
 Savage's Station, 1862, June 29. 
 Savannah, Ga., 1861, May 28; 1864, Dec. 
 
 10-21 ; — . 
 Savannah, Tenn., 1862, Apr. 16. 
 Savannah River, 1S62, Jan. 28 ; — . 
 ScAREY Creek, Hill, and Town, 1861, July 17. 
 Scattersville, 1862, July 10. 
 Scotland, 1863, June 11. 
 ScoTTSViLLE, 1864, Jan. 28. 
 Seabrook, and S. Island, 1862, June, 1 ; 1864, 
 
 July 1 ; — . 
 Searcey, 1862, May 17. 
 Seared Mountain. 
 
BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, ETC. 
 
 677 
 
 Secessiontille, 1862, June 16. 
 
 Sedalia, 1864, Oct. 15. 
 
 Selina, 1863, Apr. 18. 
 
 Selma, 1865, Apr. 2. 
 
 SexMmesport, 1864, Mar. 13, 14. 
 
 Senatobia, 1863, May 25. 
 
 Seneca, and S. Mills, and Station, and Creek, 
 
 1861, June 14, Sept. 20; 1863, Mar. 21, June 
 11, Sept. 15. 
 
 Seven Pines, 1862, May 29-31. 
 Seyiekville, 1864, Jan. 15, 27. 
 Sewall's Poikt, 1861, May 19, Dec. 29; 1862, 
 
 May 8 ; — . 
 Shady Grove, and S. Springs, 1862, Aug. 28; 
 
 1864, May 5. 
 Shallotte, .and S. Inlet, 1862, Oct. 22; 1865, 
 
 Feb. 8. 
 Shanghai, 1861, Sept. 27. 
 Shannondale. 
 
 Sharpsburg, Ky., 1863, Oct. 18. 
 Sharpsborg, Md., 1861, Dec. 11; 1862, Sept. 
 
 14, 15, 17, 29; 1863, July 10. 
 Shawnee Mound, and Town, 1861, Dec. 17; 
 
 1862, Oct. 18; 1863, June 6; 1864, Aug. 13. 
 Sheff's Mountain, 1862, May 24. 
 Shelbjna, 1861, Sept. 4. 
 
 Shelburne, 1862, Sept. 15. 
 
 Shelby Farm, 1862, Aug. 25, Oct. 23. 
 
 Shelbyville, Ky., 1862, Oct. 1. 
 
 Shelbyville, Tenn., 1863, Jan. 3], June 4, 24, 
 
 26, Oct. 6. 
 Shell Mound, 1863, Aug. 23. 
 Shenandoah, (The,) — . 
 Shepherdstown, 1861, Sept. 13; 1862, Sept. 23, 
 
 Oct. 1, 16, Nov. 25; 1863, July 16, 17. 
 Shepherdsville, 1862, Sept. 7, 21. 
 Sherwood, 1863, May 18. 
 Shiloii, 1862, Mar. 2, 16, Apr. 6, 7; — . 
 Ship Island, 1861, May 22, Sept. 16, Dec. 4 ; — . 
 Ship's Gap, 1864, Oct. 16. 
 Shippexsburg, 1863, June 24. 
 Shipping Point, 1861, Dec. 9; 1862, Mar. 24, 28, 
 
 Apr. 6, Sept. 30. 
 Shirley's Ford, 1862, Sept. 20. 
 Shorter Hill. 
 
 Shrevefort, 1864, Mar. 16, Apr. 7-9. 
 Shuter's Hill. 
 
 Sibley's Landing, 1862, Oct. 7; 1863, Mar. 28. 
 Sikeston, 1862, Feb. 28. 
 Silver Creek, 1862, Jan. 8. 
 SiMMSPORT, 1863, June 3, 4; 1864, Mar. 14. 
 Simon's Bluff, 1862, June 21. 
 Sinking Creek, 1862, Nov. 25. 
 Sister's Ferry, 1864, Dec. 7; 1865, Jan. 30. 
 Six-Mile Station, 1864, Aug. 18, 19. 
 Skeet, 1863, Mar. 4. 
 Skidaway Island, 1862, Mar. 25. 
 Skipwith Landing, 1865, Jan. 8. 
 
 Slate Creek, 1863, June 11. 
 
 Slater's Mills, and Slaterville, 1862, May 7, 9. 
 
 Slaughtersville, and Slaughter's Mountain, 
 
 1862, Aug. 9, Sept. 3. 
 Smith's Island, 1863, Aug. 3; 1865, Jan. 16. 
 Smithfield, 1S62, Mar. 6; 1863, Feb. 13, Sept. 
 
 15; 1864, Feb. 1, Apr. 12, Aug. 26-28 ; 1S65, 
 
 Mar. 19; — . 
 Smithland, 1861, Sept. 25; 1864, Jan. 21. 
 Smithsburg, 1863, July 4. 
 Smithville, 1862, June 18; 1865, Jan. 16. 
 Smyrna, 1863, July 26. 
 Snake Creek Gap,' 1864, May 9, Oct. 15. 
 Snicker's Ferry, and S. Gap, 1862, Oct. 13, 27, 
 
 Nov. 2, 29; 1864, July 17-20, Aug. 13; — . 
 Snowhill, 1863, Apr. 2. 
 Snyder's Bluff, 1863, May 21. 
 Social Circle, 1864, Nov. 18. 
 Somerset, 1862, Jan. 19; 1863, Mar. 30, May 28. 
 SoMERViLLE, 1862, May 7 ; 1863, Mar. 29. 
 South Anna, 1863, June 28 ; 1 864, May 19-26; — . 
 South Fork, 1862, Nov. 9; 1864, Feb. 4, 13. 
 South Mills, 1862, Apr. 15, 19, Sept. 4. 
 South Mountain, 1862, Sept. 14; 1863, June 
 
 21; — . 
 South Quay, and S. Shoal, 1863, Apr. 17, May 
 
 1, June 20. 
 Southside Railroad, — . 
 Southwest Creek, and So. W. Mountain, 1862, 
 
 Aug. 9, Dec. 13 ; — . 
 Southwest Pass, 1861, Oct. 11 ; 1862, Jan. 23;—. 
 Spanish Wells, and S. Fort, 1863, Mar. 13; 
 
 1865, Mar. 27, Apr. 8. 
 Sparta, 1862, Apr. 19, Aug. 4; 1863, July 19, 
 
 Nov. 26. 
 Spoonvii.le, 1864, Apr. 2. 
 Sporting Hill, 1863, June 28, 30. 
 Spottsylvania, 1863, Apr. 30; 1864, Feb. 28, 
 
 May 7-13, 18 ; — . 
 Spring Hill, 1863, Mar. 5; 1864, Nov. 29. 
 Springfield, 1861, Aug. 5, 10, Oct. 25; 1862, 
 
 Feb. 12, 13; 1863, Jan. 7, 8, Mar. 4; 1864, 
 
 Feb. 2 ; — . 
 Stafford Court House, 1862, Apr. 2. 
 Staley's Creek, 1864, Dec. 17. 
 Stanford, 1862, Oct. 14 ; 1863, July 31. 
 Stannardsville, 1864, Feb. 29. 
 Statisborough, 1864, Dec. 4. 
 Staunton, 1862, Apr. 26, May 9, June 21 ; 1864, 
 
 June 6-10, 24, Sept. 26 ; 1865, Mar. 2 ; — . 
 Steubenville, 1863, Apr. 28. 
 Stevens, and S. Gap, 1862, Apr. 12; 1863, 
 
 Sept. 8. 
 Stevensburg, 1863, Nov. 8. 
 Stevenson, 1862, Sept. 1; 1863, Aug. 30, 
 Stewart's Creek, and S. Landing, 1862, Dec. 
 
 29, 30; 1864, Aug. 20. 
 Stockton, 1862, Aug. 9. 
 
6T8 
 
 BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, ETC 
 
 Stone Bridge, and River, 18G1, July 21 ; 1862, 
 
 Dec. 30, 31 ; 1S63, Jan. 1, 2, 30, May 9 ; — . 
 Stono River, and Inlet, 1863, Dec. 25; — . 
 Stone Mountain, 1864, Oct. 26. 
 Stony Creek, and Point, 1862, Apr. 2; 1864, 
 
 May 5, June 28, Dec. 1 ; — . 
 Strasburg, 1862, Mar. 13, 27, May 21, June 2 ; 
 
 1863, Feb. 26, Apr. 22; 1864, Oct. 9, 12, 
 
 19; -. 
 Straw Hill, 1863, Feb. 23. 
 Strawberry Plains, 1864, Jan. 10-18, Feb. 20, 
 
 Aug. 14. 
 Sturgeon, 1862, Sept. 22. 
 Suffolk, 1862, May 13, 18, Dec. 28; 1863, Jan. 
 
 30, Apr. 18-24, May 15, 16, July 3. 1864, 
 
 Mar. 10 ; — . 
 Sugar Creek, 1862, Feb. 17, Mar. 6. 
 Sugar Loaf Mountain, and S. Valley, 1864, 
 
 May 13; 1862, Sept. 10; — . 
 Sullivan's Island, — . 
 Sulphur Springs, 1862, Aug. 23, 24; 1863, 
 
 Nov. 8; 1864, Aug. 11. 
 SuiTUERSET Knob. 
 Summersville, Va., 1861, Aug. 10, 26, Sept. 10; 
 
 1862, July 24; 1863, Feb. 9, Nov. 15 ; 1864, 
 
 Apr. 2. 
 SuMMERViLLE, Miss., 1862, Nov. 26; 1863, Dec. 21. 
 SuMMERViLLE, Teuu., 1863, Dec. 25. 
 Summit Point, 1864, Aug. 21. 
 Sumter, 1865, Apr. 9. 
 Surrey Court House, 1864, Sept. 24. 
 Sutherland's Station, 1865, Apr. 3. 
 Sutton, 1862, Jan. 9, Sept. 23. 
 Suwanee River, — . 
 Swallow's Bluff, 1863, Sept. 13. 
 Swanquarter, 1862, Nov. 1 ; 1863, Nov. 4. 
 Swansboro', 1862, Aug. 13. 
 Swift Creek. 
 
 Sycamore Church, 1864, Sept. 16. 
 Sykesville, 1863, June 29. 
 
 Tah-kah-o-kuty Mountain, 1864, Aug. 1. 
 Tallahatchie, 1862, Dec. 1 ; 1863, Mar. 13;—. 
 Tampa Bay, 1862, June 30, Nov. 3 ; 1863, May 
 
 8, Oct. 16; —. 
 Tangipaho, 1864, Dec. 1. 
 Tappahannock, 1863, Feb. 25, May 30. 
 Tarboro', 1862, Nov. 4. 
 Tarkeytown, 1864, Oct. 28. 
 Taylor's Ford, and T. Ridge, and Bayou, and 
 
 Creek, 1861, Nov. 10; 1862, Oct. 15; 1864, 
 
 Feb. 23; 1865, Mar. 16. 
 Taylorsville, 1864, May 24. 
 Tazewell, 1862, Aug. 5,6, 9; 1864, Jan. 26, 
 
 May 7. 
 Teche, 1863, Nov. 3. 
 Teub's Bend, 1863, July 4. 
 
 Telford, (see Tilford.) 
 
 Tenallytown, 1864, July 11. 
 
 Tennessee River, — . 
 
 Tensas River, — . 
 
 The Hatchie, — . 
 
 The Wilderness, 1863, May 1-5; 1864, May 
 
 3-10; 1865, — . 
 Thibodeaux, 1862, Oct. 28; 1863, June 23, 24. 
 Thomas's Station, 1864, Nov. 28, Dec. 3. 
 Thompson's Hill, and Station, 1863, Mar. 4, 
 
 May 1. 
 Thornton's Gap, 
 Thoroughfare Gap, and Mountain, 1862, Apr. 
 
 2, Oct. 17, 30, Nov. 3 ; 1863, May 29, Sept. 
 
 22; — . 
 Three-Mile Station, 1864, Jan. 14. 
 Tickfau 1863, May 10. 
 Tiger Creek, 1864, Apr. 29. 
 Tilford, 1863, Sept. 9. 
 TiLTON, 1861, July; 1864, Oct. 12. 
 Tiptonsville, 1864, Feb. 17. 
 Todd's Tavern, 1S64, May 7, 8. 
 ToLANDA, 1863, Oct. 29. 
 ToLOPOTOMY, 1864, May 31. 
 Tom Brook, 1864, Oct. 9. 
 Tom Creek, 1865,, Feb. 20. 
 Tombigbee River, — . 
 
 ToMPKiNSViLLE, 1862, July 7 ; 1863, Apr. 22. 
 Toney's Creek, 
 tortugas. 
 
 Tracy City, 1864, Jan. 20. 
 Tranter's Creek, 1862, June 5. 
 Trent River, 1863, July 6. ^ 
 Trenton, N. C, 1862, May 14. 
 Trenton, Tenn., 1862, Aug. 7, Dec. 20 ; 1863, 
 
 Jan. 30, Sept. 8. 
 Trevillian, 1864, June 11, 12. 
 Trinity, 1862, July 24. 
 Triplett's Bridge, 1863, June 16. 
 Triune, 1863, June 4, 9, 11 ; 1864, Sept. 3. 
 TuLLAHOMA, 1863, JuHC 25, July 1, Oct. 23. 
 Tunica Bend, 1864, June 15. 
 TuNisviLLE, 1864, Jan. 14. 
 Tunnel Hill, 1863, Nov. 23-25; 1864, Jan. 28, 
 
 Feb. 8, 26, May 7 ; — . 
 Tupelo, 1863, May 6 ; 1864, July 13. 
 Turkey Bend, and T. Island, and T. Roost, 
 
 1862, July 1, 20 ; 1864, May 6, Dec. 5. 
 Tuscaloosa, 1865, Apr. 4. 
 TuscoN, 1862, June 7. 
 Tuscumbia, 1862, Dec. 4, 13 ; 1863, Feb. 22, Apr. 
 
 24, Oct. 26. 
 Tybee Island, 1S61, Nov. 24 ; — . 
 
 U 
 Union, and U. Church, 1862, June 8, Nov. 2. 
 Union City, 1862, Mar. 30; 1864, Mar. 24. 
 Union Mills, 1861, July 21; 1862, Aug. 20. 
 
BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, ETC. 
 
 679 
 
 Dniontiile, 1863, Mar. 7. 
 
 Upperville, 1863, June 21, Sept. 25, Nov. 3; 
 
 1864, Feb. 26. 
 Upton's Hill, 1861, Sept. 28, Oct. 12. 
 TJrbana, 1861, Nov. ; 1862, Apr. 14, Nov. 26. 
 
 V. 
 
 Valverde, 1862, Feb. 21. 
 
 VanBuren, 1862, Oct. 22, Dec. 28; 1863, Jan. 28. 
 
 Vandalia, 1863, Aug, 31. 
 
 Vaughan Road, 1865, Mar. 29, 31. 
 
 Vaught's Hill, 1863, Mar. 20. 
 
 Venice, 1863, July 13. 
 
 Venus Point, 1S62, Feb. 15. 
 
 Vermillionville, 1863, Apr. lY, Oct. 4, 8, 9, 21, 
 
 Nov. 20. 
 Vernon, 1863, July II. 
 Verona, 1864, Dec. 25. 
 Versailles, 1862, Sept. 2, Oct. 11. 
 ViCKSBURG, 1862, May 12, June 26-29, July 
 
 1-22, Dec. 2Y-Jan. 2, 1863 ; 1863, Jan. 20, 22, 
 
 Feb. 18, Mar. 25, Apr. 16, May 12-27, June 1- 
 
 July 4 ; — . 
 ViDALiA, 1863, Sept. 15; 1864, Feb. 1 
 Vienna, 1861, June 11, Nov. 26, Dec. 3 ; 1863, 
 
 July 11. 
 Village Creek, 1862, June 12, 27. 
 Violet Station. 
 
 W, 
 
 Wachita, 1S63, Feb. 10. 
 
 Waddell Farm, 1862, June 12. 
 
 Wade's Point, 1863, July 5. 
 
 Waldron, 1864, Jan. 29. 
 
 Walker's Ford, 1863, Dec. 2. 
 
 Walkertown, 1863, June 4; 1864, Mar. 1. 
 
 Wallen Creek, 1862, Nov. 19. 
 
 Walnut Creek, and W. Hills, 1863, May 21 ; 
 
 1864, Nov. 19. 
 Wapping Heights, (see Manassas,) 1863, July 24. 
 Wardensville, 1862, May 20, 29. 
 Ware's Bottom Church. 
 Warm Springs. 
 Warrensburg, 1861, Nov. 18; 1862, Mar. 26, 
 
 28, Dec. 11. 
 Warrenton, Miss., 1863, Mar. 21-27, May 7. 
 Warrenton, Va., 1862, Apr. 1, July 29, Aug. 
 
 23, Sept. 26, 28, Oct. 24, Nov. 5-20, Dec. 1 ; 
 
 1863, Feb. 1, May 3, 14, Oct. 21, 31 ; 1864, 
 
 Feb. 22 ; — . 
 Warrington, 1861, Nov. 22,23; 1862, Jan. 1. 
 Warsaw, 1861, Sept. 24, Oct. 16, Nov. 19; 1832, 
 
 Feb. 16. 
 Warsaw Sound, 1863, June 17; — . 
 Wartrace, 1863, June 25. 
 Warwick, and W. River, 1861, Nov. 22; 1862, 
 
 Apr. 16; 1863, June 5; — . 
 Wash Channel, 1863, Jan. 19. 
 
 Washington, D. C, 1864, July 11, 12. 
 
 Washington, La., 1863, May 4. 
 
 Washington, N. C, 1862, Mar. 21, May 9, Sept. 
 
 6; 1863, Mar, 30, Apr. 5, 15, Nov. 1, 28, 
 
 Dec. 31 ; — . 
 Washington, 0., 1863, July 24. 
 Washita River, — . 
 Wassau, — . 
 
 Watauga, 1861, Nov. 10; 1862, Dec. 
 Water Lick Creek, 1865, Feb. 15. 
 Waterford, 1862, Mar. 8, Aug. 27. 
 Waterloo Bridge, 1862, Aug. 24, 
 Waterproof, 1864, Feb. 14. 
 Watervalley, 1862, Dec. 4. 
 Watson's Ford, 1863, Dec. 2. 
 Watt's Creek, 1862, Apr. 1. 
 Wauhatchie, 1863, Oct. 29; — . 
 Waverley, 1862, Oct. 23; 1863, Apr. 10. 
 Wayne Court House, 1861, Aug. 25, 27; 1864, 
 
 Feb. 14, Apr. 14. 
 Waynesboro', 1864, Nov. 27, Dec. 4; 1865, 
 
 Mar. 3. 
 Waynesville, 1863, Nov. 2. 
 Webb's Cross Roads. 
 Weber Falls, 1863, Apr. 24. 
 Weldon, and W. Road, 1864, June 22, 23, Aug. 
 
 21, 23; — . 
 West Bay, 1863, Dec. 11, 19; 1864, Feb. 17. 
 West Branch, 1863, Apr. 19. 
 West Gulf, — . 
 West Liberty, 1861, Oct. 23. 
 West Licking River, 1862, Sept. 11. 
 West P5int, 1862, May 7; 1863, June 24; 
 
 1864, Feb. 20, 21, Aug. 14, 15 ; 1865, Apr. 
 
 16; — . 
 Westminster, 1862, Sept. 11; 1863, June 29; 
 
 1864, July 9. 
 Westport, 1863, June 17 ; 1864, Oct. 23. 
 Wet Glaze, 1861, Oct. 13. 
 Wheatland, 1862, Mar. 8. 
 Whedon. 
 
 Wheeling, 1861, May. 
 Whip-poor-will Bridge, 1861, Dec. 4. 
 Whippy Swamp, 1865, Feb. 2. 
 Whitaker's Mill, 1863, Oct. 11. 
 White House, 1862, May 10, June 27 ; 1863, 
 
 Jan. 8, May 7, July 9; 1864, June 20, 24; — . 
 White Oak Creek, Bridge, Road, and Swamp, 
 
 1862, June 28, 30, July 1, Aug. 19; 1863, 
 Aug. 5; 1865, Mar. 31. 
 
 White Plains, 1863, Sept. 16. 
 
 White Point, 1864, July 2 
 
 White River, 1862, May 22, June 17, Aug. 4; 
 
 1863, Dec. 9 ; 1864, Apr. 1, June 22, 24, Sept. 
 4, 14; — . 
 
 White Stone Hill, 1863, Sept. 3, 5. 
 White Sulphur Springs, 1863, Aug. 26, 30. 
 White Tavern, 1864, Aug. 16. 
 
680 
 
 BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, ETC, 
 
 White's Ford, 1862, Oct. 12. 
 
 Whitehall, 1862, Dec. 16. 
 
 Whitemarsh Island, 1862, Apr. 9. 
 
 Wigginston's Mills, 1863, Feb. 5. 
 
 Wilcox's Landing, 1864, June 1.3 ; — . 
 
 Wild Cat, 1861, Oct. 21. 
 
 Wilderness, 1863, May 1-5 ; 1S64, May 3-10 ; 
 
 1865; — . 
 Wilkinson's Pike, 1864, Dec. 1. 
 William's Bridge, 1862, June 21. 
 Williamsburg, 1862, May 5, 6, July 11, Sept. 9, 
 
 Nov. 10 ; 1863, Feb. 7, Apr. 12, July 1, 13, 14;—. 
 WiLLiAMSPORT, 1861, Juuc 1, July 2, Dec. 8; 
 
 1862, Mar. 13, May 26, July 4, Aug. 11 ; 1863, 
 
 July 6, 13, 14, Dec. 29 ; 1864, Jan. 28; — . 
 WiLLiAMSTOWN, 1862, Nov. 2; 1863, July 13. 
 Willis' Church. 
 
 Willougiibt Point, 1862, May 10. 
 Wilmington, and Island, and River, 1861, Dec. 
 ' 5 ; 1862, Mar. 25, Apr. 16 ; 1865, Jan. 20-22, 
 
 Feb. 11-22; — . 
 Wilson's Creek, 1861, Aug. 10 ; 1863, June 13. 
 Wilson's Farm, and Mill, 1861, Sept. 27. 
 Winchester, Ky., 1863, Feb. 23, July 30. 
 Winchester, Va., 1861, July 21 ; 1862, Mar._12, 
 
 23, May 25, Sept. 3, Nov. 24, Dec. 4, 23; 1863, 
 
 May 19, June 14, Oct. 13; 1864. Jan. 6, July 
 
 3, 18-24, Sept. 13, 19; — . 
 Windsor, 1864, Jan. 29. 
 Winfield, 1861, Oct. 12; 1864, Oct. 26. 
 WiNSBURG, 1863, Mar. 29. 
 Winston's Gap, 1863, Sept. 8. 
 WiNTON, 1862, Feb. 20. 
 Wireman's Shoals, 1862, Dec. 14. 
 Wise's Ford, and Fork, 1865, Mar. 9, 10. 
 Wolf River Bridge, 1863, Jan. 11, Dec. 2, 5. 
 
 WOLFTOWN, 1862, Aug. 7. 
 Wood's Fork, 1862, Jan. 11. 
 
 WOODBRIDGE HiLL. 
 
 Woodburn, 1863, Feb. 26, May 12. 
 Woodbury, 1861, Oct. 29 ; 1863, Jan. 26, Apr. 2, 
 
 May 26. 
 WooDSONViLLE, 1861, Dcc. 17; 1862, Dec. 14. 
 Woodstock, 1862, Apr. 1. 
 WooDViLLE, 1862, Oct. 21 ; 1S63, Aug. 9; 1864, 
 
 Oct. 8. 
 Worthington, 1861, Sept. 2. 
 Wrightsville, 1863, June 27-29. 
 Wyatt's, 1863, Oct. 13. 
 Wttheville, 1863, July 18, 24; 1864, May 10, 
 
 Dec. 14, 16 ; 1865, Mar. 14. 
 
 Yazoo City, and Pass, 1863, Feb. 20, May 13, 
 
 24, July 13; 1864, Feb. 5, 9, 28, Mar. 5, 6, 
 
 Apr. 23, May 10 ; — . 
 Yellow Bayou, Y. Bluff, Y. Creek, and Y, 
 
 Tavern, 1862, Aug. 13 ; 1864, May 11, 18. 
 Yellow Medicine River, 1862, Sept. 23. 
 Yellville, 1862, Nov. 30. 
 York, Pa., 1863, June 27, 30. 
 York River, — . 
 YoRKTOWN, 1862, Apr. 5, 11, 16, 18, 24, 26, 
 
 May 4 ; — . 
 Young Squirrel Church. 
 Young's Cross Roads, and Mills, 1862, Apr. 7, 
 
 July 26. 
 Young's Island, 1865, Feb. 1. 
 
 Zollicoffer's Heights, 1863, Oct. 11. 
 ZuNi, 1862, Nov. 25, Dec. 12. 
 
LIST OF THE PUBLIC VESSELS 
 
 TO WHICH THE NAVAL AND SIMILAR ANECDOTES IN THIS WORK RELATE. 
 
 A. 
 
 B. 
 
 Cayuga, 
 
 Courier, 
 
 A. Houghton, 
 
 Bainbridge, 
 
 Ceres, 
 
 Covington, 
 
 A. C. POWKLL, 
 
 Baltic, 
 
 Champion, 
 
 Cowslip, 
 
 A. 0. Tyler, 
 
 Baltimore, 
 
 Charles Phelps, 
 
 Cricket, 
 
 Abraham, 
 
 Banshee, 
 
 Charlotte, 
 
 Crocus, 
 
 Acacia, 
 
 Baron de Kalb, 
 
 Chattanooga, 
 
 Crusader, 
 
 Adela, 
 
 Barrataria, 
 
 Chenango, 
 
 Cumberland, 
 
 Adirondack, 
 
 Bat, 
 
 Chickasaw, 
 
 Curlew, 
 
 AdOLPH H0GEL, 
 
 Beauregard, 
 
 Chicopee, 
 
 Currituck, 
 
 Agamenticus, 
 
 Belvidere, 
 
 Chicora, 
 
 Cyane. 
 
 Agawam, 
 
 Ben Deford, 
 
 Chillicothe, 
 
 
 Aiken, 
 
 Ben Morgan, 
 
 Chimo, 
 
 D. 
 
 Alabama, 
 
 Benton, 
 
 Chippewa, 
 
 Dacotah, 
 
 Albatross, 
 
 Bermuda, 
 
 Choctaw, 
 
 Daffodil, 
 
 Albemarle, 
 
 Bienville, 
 
 Chocura, 
 
 Dahlia, 
 
 Alert, 
 
 Blackbird, 
 
 Chotank, 
 
 Dai-Ching, 
 
 Alexandria, 
 
 Black Hawk, 
 
 CiMMARRON, 
 
 Daisy, 
 
 Alfred Robb, 
 
 Bloomer, 
 
 Cincinnati, 
 
 Dale, 
 
 Algonquin, 
 
 BOHIO, 
 
 Circassian, 
 
 Dan, 
 
 Alice Dean, 
 
 Bombshell, 
 
 Clara Dolsen, 
 
 Dan Smith, 
 
 Alleghany, 
 
 Boston, 
 
 Clifton, 
 
 Dandelion, 
 
 Amanda, 
 
 Brandywine, 
 
 Clover, 
 
 Darlington, 
 
 America, 
 
 Braziliera, 
 
 Clyde, 
 
 Dart, 
 
 Ammonoosuc, 
 
 Brilliant, 
 
 Cceur de Lion, 
 
 Dawn, 
 
 Anacostia, 
 
 Britannia, 
 
 Cohasset, 
 
 Daylight, 
 
 Anderson, 
 
 Brooklyn. 
 
 COHOES, 
 
 Decatur, 
 
 Anna, 
 
 
 Colorado, 
 
 Delaware, 
 
 Annie, 
 
 0. 
 
 Columbia, 
 
 De Soto, 
 
 Antietam, 
 
 C. p. Williams, 
 
 Columbine, 
 
 Diana, 
 
 Antona, 
 
 Cahawba, 
 
 Commodore, 
 
 Dictator, 
 
 Arago, 
 
 Cairo, 
 
 Commodore Barney, 
 
 Dolphin, 
 
 Arafoho, 
 
 Caleb Cushing, 
 
 Commodore Hull, 
 
 Don, 
 
 Argosy, 
 
 Calhoun, 
 
 Commodore Jones, 
 
 Dragon, 
 
 Ariel, 
 
 Calypso, 
 
 Commodore McDoxough Dunderberg. 
 
 Aries, 
 
 Camanche, 
 
 Commodore Morris, 
 
 
 Arizona, 
 
 Cambridge, 
 
 Commodore Perry, 
 
 E, 
 
 Arkansas, 
 
 Camellia, 
 
 Commodore Read, 
 
 E. B. Hale, 
 
 Arletta, 
 
 Canada, 
 
 CONEMAUGH, 
 
 Eastport, 
 
 Aroostook, 
 
 Canandaigua, 
 
 CONESTOGA, 
 
 Ella, 
 
 Arthur, 
 
 Canonicus, 
 
 Congress, 
 
 Ellen, 
 
 Ascutney, 
 
 Carmita, 
 
 Connecticut, 
 
 Ellis, 
 
 Ashuelot, 
 
 Carnation, 
 
 Constellation, 
 
 Emma, 
 
 Atlanta, 
 
 Carondelet, 
 
 Constitution, 
 
 Empire City, 
 
 Atlantic, 
 
 Casco, 
 
 CONTOOCOOK, 
 
 EOLUS, 
 
 Augusta, 
 
 Catawba, 
 
 CORWIN, 
 
 Era, 
 
 Augusta Dixsmore. 
 
 Catskill, 
 
 CORYPHEUS, 
 
 Essex, 
 
682 
 
 LIST OP PUBLIC VESSELS. 
 
 ESTRELLA, 
 
 Grand Duke, 
 
 Izilda. 
 
 Lancaster, 
 
 Ethan Allen, 
 
 Grand Gulf, 
 
 
 Larkspur, 
 
 Etlah, 
 
 Granite, 
 
 J. 
 
 Laurel, 
 
 Eugenie, 
 
 Granite City, 
 
 J. C. Kuhn, 
 
 Lehigh, 
 
 EUKEEA, 
 
 Great Western, 
 
 J. S. Macomb, 
 
 Lenapee, 
 
 ECTAW, 
 
 Guerriere. 
 
 Jacob Bell, 
 
 Leslie, 
 
 Exchange. 
 
 
 James Adger, 
 
 Leviathan, 
 
 
 H. 
 
 James L. Davis, 
 
 Lewis Cass, 
 
 F. 
 
 Harriet Lane, 
 
 James S. Chambers, 
 
 Lexington, 
 
 Fahkees, 
 
 Hartford, 
 
 Jamestown, 
 
 Lilac, 
 
 Fair Plat, 
 
 Harvest Moon, 
 
 Jasmine, 
 
 Lillian, 
 
 Falmouth, 
 
 Hassala, 
 
 Java, 
 
 Lily, 
 
 Fanny, 
 
 Hastings, 
 
 Jeff, Davis, 
 
 Linden, 
 
 Farallones, 
 
 Hatteras, 
 
 John Adams, 
 
 Lioness, 
 
 Fawn, 
 
 Heliotrope, 
 
 John Griffith, 
 
 Little Ada, 
 
 Fear Not, 
 
 Hendrik Hudson, 
 
 John Hancock, 
 
 Little Rebel, 
 
 Fern, 
 
 Henrietta, 
 
 John L. Lockwood, 
 
 Lockwood, 
 
 Fernandina, 
 
 Henry Andrew, 
 
 John P, Jackson, 
 
 LODONA, 
 
 Flag, 
 
 Henry Brinker, 
 
 Jonquil, 
 
 Louisiana, 
 
 Flambeau, 
 
 Henry Clay, 
 
 JosiAH Bell, 
 
 Louisville, 
 
 Florida, 
 
 Henry James, 
 
 JUDAH, 
 
 Lupin, 
 
 Forest Rosk, 
 
 Hetzel, 
 
 Judge Torrence, 
 
 
 Fort Doselson, 
 
 Hibiscus, 
 
 Julia, 
 
 M. 
 
 Fort Henry, 
 
 Highlander, 
 
 Juliet, 
 
 M, J. Carlton, 
 
 Fort Hindman, 
 
 Hollyhock, 
 
 Juniata, 
 
 Macedonian,' 
 
 Fort Jackson, 
 
 Home, 
 
 Juniper, 
 
 Mackinaw, 
 
 Fort Morgan, 
 
 Homer, 
 
 
 Madawaska, 
 
 Fox, 
 
 Honduras, 
 
 K. 
 
 Madgie, 
 
 Franklin, 
 
 Honeysuckle, 
 
 Kaka, 
 
 Magnolia, 
 
 Fkedonia, 
 
 Hope, 
 
 Kanawha, 
 
 Mahaska, 
 
 Fuchsia, 
 
 Horace Beals, 
 
 Kansas, 
 
 Mahopac, 
 
 Fulton. 
 
 HOUQUA, 
 
 Katahdin, 
 
 Manayunk, 
 
 
 Housatonic, 
 
 Kawanee, 
 
 Manhattan, 
 
 G. 
 
 Hunchback, 
 
 Kearsarge, 
 
 Manitto, 
 
 G. L. Brockenborough 
 
 , HUNTSVILLE, 
 
 Kennebec, 
 
 Maple Leaf, 
 
 G. W. Blunt, 
 
 Huron, 
 
 Kensington, 
 
 Maratanza, 
 
 Galatea, 
 
 HUZZAR, 
 
 Kentucky, 
 
 Marblehead, 
 
 Galena, 
 
 Hyacinth, 
 
 Kenwood, 
 
 Marcella, 
 
 Gem of the Sea, 
 
 Hydrangea. 
 
 Keokuk, 
 
 Maria A. Wood, 
 
 Gemsbok, 
 
 
 Keosauqua, 
 
 Marietta, 
 
 General Bragg, 
 
 I. 
 
 Kewanee, 
 
 Marigold, 
 
 General Howard, 
 
 I. N. Seymour, 
 
 Kewaydin, 
 
 Mariner, 
 
 General Lyon, 
 
 Ida, 
 
 Key West, 
 
 Marion, 
 
 General Pillow, 
 
 Idaho, 
 
 Keystone State, 
 
 Marmora, 
 
 General Putnam, 
 
 Illinois, 
 
 KiCKAPOO, 
 
 Mary Sanford, 
 
 General Sterling 
 
 Independence, 
 
 KiNEO, 
 
 Massachusetts, 
 
 Genesee, [Price 
 
 Indianola. 
 
 King Philip, 
 
 Massasoit, 
 
 George Mangham, 
 
 Ino, 
 
 Kingfisher, 
 
 Mattabesett, 
 
 George Peabody, 
 
 Ion, 
 
 Kinsman, 
 
 Matthew Vassar, 
 
 Geranium, 
 
 Iosco, 
 
 Kittatinny, 
 
 Maumee, 
 
 Germantown, 
 
 Iris, 
 
 Klamath, 
 
 McClellan, 
 
 Gertrude, 
 
 Iron Age, 
 
 Kosciusco, 
 
 Memphis, 
 
 Gettysburg, 
 
 Iroquois, 
 
 Kuhn, 
 
 Mendota, 
 
 Glaucus, 
 
 Isaac Smith, 
 
 
 Mercedita, 
 
 Glide, 
 
 Isabel, 
 
 L. 
 
 Mercury, 
 
 Gordon, 
 
 Island Belle, 
 
 Lackawanna, 
 
 Merrimac, 
 
 Governor, 
 
 Itusca, 
 
 Ladona, 
 
 Metacomet, 
 
 Goternor Buckingham, Ivy, 
 
 Lafayette, 
 
 Miami, 
 
LIST OP PUBLIC VESSELS. 
 
 683 
 
 MlANTONOMAH, 
 
 Michigan, 
 
 Midnight, 
 
 Mignonette, 
 
 Milwaukee, 
 
 Mingoe, 
 
 Minnesota, 
 
 Mississippi, 
 
 Mistletoe, 
 
 Mobile, 
 
 MODUC, 
 
 Mohawk, 
 
 Mohican, 
 
 MOHONGO, 
 
 Molly Martin, 
 
 Monadnock, 
 
 Monarch, 
 
 mondamin, 
 
 Monitor, 
 
 monocact, 
 
 Monongahela, 
 
 MONTAtIK, 
 
 Monterey, 
 
 Montgomery, 
 
 Monticello, 
 
 Moose, 
 
 Morning Light, 
 
 Morse, 
 
 Mosholu, 
 
 Mound City, 
 
 Mount Vernon, 
 
 Mount Washington, 
 
 muscoota, 
 
 Myrtle, 
 
 Mystic. 
 
 N. 
 Nahant, 
 Nanseiiond, 
 Nantucket, 
 Napa, 
 Narcissus, 
 Narragansett, 
 Nashtih,e, 
 National Guard, 
 Naumkeag, 
 Nausett, 
 Nemaha, 
 Neosho, 
 Neptune, 
 Nereus, 
 Neshaminy, 
 Nettle, 
 New Era, 
 New Ironsides, 
 New London, 
 New National, 
 New Orleans, 
 
 New York, 
 
 Newbern, 
 
 Niagara, 
 
 Nightingale, 
 
 Niphon, 
 
 Nipsic, 
 
 NiTA, 
 
 Norfolk Packet, 
 North Carolina, 
 Norwich, 
 Nyack, 
 Nyanza. 
 
 O. 
 
 0. M. Pettit, 
 
 Octorara, 
 
 Ohio, 
 
 Oleander, 
 
 Oliver H. Lee, 
 
 Oneida, 
 
 Oneota, 
 
 Onondaga, 
 
 Ontario, 
 
 Onward, 
 
 Orvetta, 
 
 Osage, 
 
 Osceola, 
 
 OSSIPEE, 
 
 Otsego, 
 
 Ottawa, 
 
 Ouachita, 
 
 OWASCO, 
 
 Ozark. 
 
 P. 
 
 Pacific, 
 
 Pampero, 
 
 Panola, 
 
 Pansy, 
 
 Para, 
 
 Passaconaway, 
 
 Passaic, 
 
 Patapsco, 
 
 Patroon, 
 
 Paul Jones, 
 
 Paw Paw, 
 
 Pawnee, 
 
 Pawtuxet, 
 
 Peerless, 
 
 Pembina, 
 
 Pembroke, 
 
 Penguin, 
 
 Pennsylvania, 
 
 Penobscot, 
 
 Pensacola, 
 
 Peoria, 
 
 Pequot, 
 
 Periwinkle, 
 
 Perry, 
 Peterhoff, 
 Petrel, 
 Philadelphia, 
 
 PiNOLA, 
 
 Pinta, 
 
 Piscataqua, 
 
 Pittsburg, 
 
 Planter, 
 
 Plymouth, 
 
 Pocahontas, 
 
 pompanoosuc, 
 
 PONTIAC, 
 
 pontoosuc, 
 
 Poppy, 
 
 Port Royal, 
 
 Portsmouth, 
 
 Potomac, 
 
 Potomska, 
 
 Powhatan, 
 
 Prairie Bird, 
 
 Preble, 
 
 Primrose, 
 
 Princess Eoyal, 
 
 Princeton, 
 
 Proteus, 
 
 Pulaski, 
 
 Puritan, 
 
 Pursuit, 
 
 Pushmataha. 
 
 Q. 
 
 Quaker City, 
 Queen, 
 Queen City, 
 Queen of the West, 
 quinsigamond. 
 
 R. 
 
 R. B. Forbes, 
 
 R. R. Cuyler, 
 
 Racer, 
 
 Rachel Seaman, 
 
 Raritan, 
 
 Rattler, 
 
 Red Rover, 
 
 Reindeer, 
 
 Release, 
 
 Reliance, 
 
 Relief, 
 
 Remington, 
 
 Renshaw, 
 
 Republic, 
 
 Rescue, 
 
 Resolute, 
 
 Restless, 
 
 Retribution, 
 
 Bettimab, 
 
 Rhode Island, 
 
 Richmond, 
 
 River Queen, 
 
 Roanoke, 
 
 Robert McLelland, 
 
 Rocket, 
 
 Roebuck, 
 
 Roman, 
 
 Romeo, 
 
 Rosalie, 
 
 Royal Yacht. 
 
 S. 
 
 S. R. Spaulding, 
 
 Sabine, 
 
 Sachem, 
 
 Saco, 
 
 Sacramento, 
 
 Sagamore, 
 
 Saginaw, 
 
 Saint Clair, 
 
 Saint Lawrence, 
 
 Saint Louis, 
 
 Saint Mary's, 
 
 Sam Houston, 
 
 Samson, 
 
 Samuel Rotan, 
 
 San Jacinto, 
 
 Sandusky, 
 
 Sangamon, 
 
 Santee, 
 
 Santiago de Cuba. 
 
 Sarah Bruen, 
 
 Saranac, 
 
 Saratoga, 
 
 Sassacus, 
 
 Satellite, 
 
 Saugus, 
 
 Savannah, 
 
 Sciota, 
 
 Sea Bird, 
 
 Sea Foam, 
 
 Sebago, 
 
 Seminole, 
 
 Seneca, 
 
 Shakamaxon, 
 
 Shamokin, 
 
 Shamrock, 
 
 Shark, 
 
 Shawm UT, 
 
 Shawnee, 
 
 Shawseen, 
 
 Shenandoah, 
 
 Shepherd Knapp, 
 
 Shiloh, 
 
 Shokokon, 
 
 Sidney C. Jones, 
 
 Signal, 
 
684 
 
 LIST OF PUBLIC VESSELS. 
 
 Silver Cloud, 
 
 Tacony, 
 
 V. 
 
 Weehawken, 
 
 Silver Lake, 
 
 Tahgayuta, 
 
 Valley City, 
 
 We-no-shepokes-slow 
 
 Slidell, 
 
 Tahoma, 
 
 Valparaiso, 
 
 West Point, 
 
 Smith Briggs, 
 
 Tallahoma, 
 
 Vandalia, 
 
 Western World, 
 
 Snowdrop, 
 
 Tallapoosa, 
 
 Vanderbilt, 
 
 Westfield, 
 
 Somerset, 
 
 Tawah, 
 
 Varuna, 
 
 Whitehall, 
 
 Sonoma, 
 
 Teaser, 
 
 Vermont, 
 
 Whitehead, 
 
 SOPHRONIA, 
 
 Tecumseh, 
 
 ViCKSBURG, 
 
 Wilderness, 
 
 South Carolina, 
 
 Tennessee, 
 
 Victoria, 
 
 William Bacon, 
 
 SOUTHFIELD, 
 
 Tensas, 
 
 Victory, 
 
 William Badger, 
 
 Sovereign, 
 
 Thistle, 
 
 Vincennes, 
 
 Will/am G. Anderson 
 
 Spirea, 
 
 Thomas Colyer, 
 
 Violet, 
 
 William H. Webb, 
 
 Springfield, 
 
 Thomas Freeborn, 
 
 Virginia, 
 
 WiLLIAMETTE, 
 
 Squando, 
 
 Ticonderoga, 
 
 Vixen. 
 
 Winnebago, 
 
 Star, 
 
 Time, 
 
 
 Winnipeg, 
 
 Star of the South, 
 
 Tioga, 
 
 W. 
 
 Winona, 
 
 Star of the West, 
 
 Tippecanoe, 
 
 W. G. Putnam, 
 
 WiNOOSKI, 
 
 Stars and Stripes, 
 
 TONAWANDA, 
 
 W. H. Brown, 
 
 Wissahickon, 
 
 State of Georgia, 
 
 Trefoil, 
 
 W. W. CoiT, 
 
 Wyalusing, 
 
 Stepping Stones, 
 
 Tristram Shandy, 
 
 Wabash, 
 
 Wyandank, • 
 
 Stettin, 
 
 Tritonia, 
 
 Wachusett, 
 
 Wyandotte, 
 
 Stonewall, 
 
 TUSCARORA, 
 
 Wamponoag, 
 
 Wyoming. 
 
 Sultana, 
 
 TUSCUMBIA, 
 
 Wamsutta, 
 
 
 Sumter, 
 
 Two Sisters, 
 
 Wanaloset, 
 
 Y. 
 
 SUNCOOK, 
 
 Tyler. 
 
 Wanderer, 
 
 Yankee, 
 
 Sunflower, 
 
 
 Wando, 
 
 Yantic, 
 
 Supply, 
 
 U. 
 
 Wapping Heights, 
 
 Yazoo, ^ 
 
 Susquehanna, 
 
 Umpqua, 
 
 Warren, 
 
 York, 
 
 Suwanee, 
 
 Unadilla, 
 
 Washington, 
 
 Young America, 
 
 Sweet Brier, 
 
 Uncas, 
 
 Wassuc, 
 
 Young Rover, 
 
 Switzerland. 
 
 Uncle Ben, 
 
 Watauge, 
 
 Yuma. 
 
 
 Underwriter, 
 
 Water Witch, 
 
 
 T. 
 
 Union, 
 
 Wateree, 
 
 Z. 
 
 T. A. Ward, 
 
 United States. 
 
 Waxsaw, 
 
 Zouave. 
 
 ^^- 
 
NAMES OF THE CHIEF LAND AND NAVAL OFFIOEES, 
 
 N"OK.TII ^N"r> SOXJTH, 
 
 UNDER WHOSE COMMAND, OR IN WHOSE DEPARTMENTS, THE ANECDOTICAL INCI- 
 DENTS, &c., HERE GIVEN, OCCURRED. 
 
 A. 
 
 Abbott, 
 
 Abercrombie, 
 
 Adams, 
 
 Albright, 
 
 Alden, 
 
 Allen, 
 
 Almy, 
 
 Alvord, 
 
 Ames, 
 
 Ammen, 
 
 Anderson, 
 
 Andrews, 
 
 Archer, 
 
 Armistead, 
 
 Armstrong, 
 
 Arnold, 
 
 Asboth, 
 
 Atchison, 
 
 Atkins, 
 
 Augur, 
 
 AULICK, 
 
 Aterell, 
 Atres. 
 
 Bailey, 
 
 Daily, 
 
 Baird, 
 
 Baker, 
 
 Balch, 
 
 Baldwin, 
 
 Ball, 
 
 Ballier, 
 
 Bankhead, 
 
 Banks, 
 
 Barlow, 
 
 Barnard, 
 
 Barnes, 
 
 Barnett, 
 
 Barnujt, 
 
 Barron, 
 
 Barry, 
 
 Bartlett, 
 
 Barton, 
 
 Bartow, 
 
 Bassett, 
 
 Bate, 
 
 Bates, 
 
 Battle, 
 
 Baxter, 
 
 Bayard, 
 
 Beal, 
 
 Beatty, 
 
 Beaumont, 
 
 Beauregard, 
 
 Beaver, 
 
 Beckwith, 
 
 Bee, 
 
 Belknap, 
 
 Bell, 
 
 Benham, 
 
 Bennett, 
 
 Benning, 
 
 Benton, 
 
 Berrien, 
 
 Berry, 
 
 Beveridge, 
 
 Biddle, 
 
 BiDWELL, 
 
 Birge, 
 
 BiRNEY, 
 
 BiSSELL, 
 
 Blackman, 
 
 Blair, 
 
 Blake, 
 
 Blenker, 
 
 Blunt, 
 
 BOARMAN, 
 BOGGS, 
 
 Bohlen, 
 Boss, 
 
 BOWEN, 
 
 Bowers, 
 
 Bowl, 
 
 Boyle, 
 
 Bradley,. 
 
 Bragg, 
 
 Braine, 
 
 Branch, 
 
 Brannon, 
 
 Brasher, 
 
 Brattan, 
 
 Brayman, 
 
 Breckinridge, 
 
 Breese, 
 
 Brewster, 
 
 Brice, 
 
 Briggs, 
 
 Brisbin, 
 
 Brook, 
 
 Brooks, 
 
 Broome, 
 
 Brown, 
 
 Bryan, 
 
 Bryant, 
 
 Bryson, 
 
 Buchanan, 
 
 Buckingham, 
 
 buckland, 
 
 BUCKNER, 
 BUEL, 
 BUFORD, 
 BULLIN, • 
 
 burbridge,. 
 Burns, 
 burnside, 
 Burr, 
 
 BUSSEY, 
 
 Busteed, 
 
 Butler, 
 
 butterfield. 
 
 c. 
 
 Cabell, 
 
 Cadwallader, 
 
 Caldwell, 
 
 Cameron, 
 
 Campbell, 
 
 Canby, 
 
 Carleton, 
 
 Carlin, 
 
 Carr, 
 
 Carrington, 
 
 Carroll, 
 
 Carson, . 
 
 Carter, 
 
 Case, 
 
 Casement, 
 
 Casey, 
 
 Chalmers, 
 
 Chamberlain, 
 
 Chambers, 
 
 Chambliss, 
 
 Champlin, 
 
 Chapin, 
 
 Chapman, 
 
 Chauncey, 
 
 Cheatham, 
 
 Chetlain, 
 
 Christ, 
 
 Chrysler, 
 
 Churchill, 
 
 Clanter, 
 
 Clanton, 
 
 Clark, 
 
 Clary, 
 
 Clay, 
 
 Clayton, 
 
 Cleburne, 
 
 Clingman, 
 
 Clitz, 
 
 Cluseret, 
 
 Cobb, 
 
 Cochrane, 
 
 Cocke, 
 
 Cockerill, 
 
 Cogswell, 
 
 Conm, 
 
 Coleman, 
 
 Colgrate, 
 
 COLHOUN, 
 
686 
 
 NAMES OP GENERALS AND NAVAL COMMANDERS, 
 
 Collier, 
 
 Dennis, 
 
 Fearing, 
 
 Godon, 
 
 Collins, 
 
 Denvir, 
 
 Febiger, 
 
 Goldsborough, 
 
 COLLIS, . 
 
 Detrobriand, 
 
 Fendall, 
 
 Gooding, 
 
 COLOOCOREOSIS, 
 
 Devens, 
 
 Ferguson, 
 
 Gordon, ;5 
 
 Colston, 
 
 Devine, 
 
 Ferrero, 
 
 Gorman, 
 
 COMMAGER, 
 
 DiVEN, 
 
 Ferry, 
 
 Govan, 
 
 COMSTOCK, 
 
 Dix, 
 
 Fessenden, 
 
 Graham, 
 
 Connor, 
 
 Dodge, 
 
 Field, 
 
 Granbury, 
 
 CONOVER, 
 
 Donaldson, 
 
 FiNNEGAN, 
 
 Granger, 
 
 Cook, 
 
 Doolittle, 
 
 FiSK, 
 
 Grant, 
 
 Cooke, 
 
 DORNIN, 
 
 Fitch, 
 
 Grayson, 
 
 Cooper, 
 
 Dorublezer, 
 
 Floyd, 
 
 Greene, 
 
 Copeland, 
 
 Doubleday, - 
 
 Fontane, 
 
 Greer, 
 
 CORBIN, 
 
 Dove, 
 
 FOOTE, 
 
 Gregg, 
 
 Corby, 
 
 Dow, 
 
 Force, 
 
 Gregory, 
 
 Corcoran, 
 
 DOWNES, 
 
 Ford, 
 
 Gresham, 
 
 Corse, 
 
 Drake, 
 
 Forrest, 
 
 Grierson, 
 
 Couch, 
 
 Draper, 
 
 Forsyth, 
 
 Griffin, 
 
 Coulter, 
 
 Drayton, 
 
 Foster, 
 
 Grose, 
 
 COWDIN, 
 
 Dressy, 
 
 Frailey, 
 
 Grover, 
 
 Cox, 
 
 Dudley, 
 
 Franklin, 
 
 Guest, 
 
 Crabbe, 
 
 DUFFIE, 
 
 Fremont, 
 
 Gwyn. 
 
 Craft, 
 
 Duffield, 
 
 French, 
 
 
 Craig, 
 
 Duke, 
 
 Fronen, 
 
 H. 
 
 Craten, 
 
 Dumont, 
 
 Frost, 
 
 Hackelman, 
 
 Crawford, 
 
 Duncan, 
 
 Fry, 
 
 Haggerty, 
 
 Ckeigiiton, 
 
 DUNNOVAN, 
 
 Fuller, 
 
 ft^GOOD, 
 
 Crittenden, 
 
 DUPONT, 
 
 FURGUSON. 
 
 Hall, 
 
 Crocker, 
 
 Duryee, 
 
 
 Halleck, 
 
 Crofton, 
 
 Duval, 
 
 G. 
 
 Hamblin, 
 
 Crook, 
 
 DWIGHT. 
 
 Gaines, 
 
 Hamilton, 
 
 Crosby, 
 
 
 Gamble, 
 
 Hamlin, 
 
 Croxton, 
 
 E. 
 
 Gansevoort, 
 
 Hammond, 
 
 Cruft, 
 
 Eagan, 
 
 Gantt, 
 
 Hampton, 
 
 CULLUM, 
 
 Eagle, 
 
 Gardner, 
 
 Hancock, 
 
 CUMMING, 
 
 Early, 
 
 Garfield, 
 
 Handy, 
 
 CURTIN, 
 
 Easton, 
 
 Garnett, 
 
 Hardee, 
 
 Curtis, 
 
 Eaton, 
 
 Garrard, 
 
 Hardie, 
 
 CUSHING, 
 
 Edwards 
 
 Gartrell, 
 
 Hardin, 
 
 CUSTAR, 
 
 Ekin, 
 
 Gary, 
 
 Harker, 
 
 Cutler. 
 
 Ellet, 
 
 Geary, 
 
 Harland, 
 
 
 Elliott, 
 
 Gersham, 
 
 Harney, 
 
 D. 
 
 Ellsworth, 
 
 Getty, 
 
 Harrell, 
 
 Daggett, 
 
 Elzey, 
 
 Gholson, 
 
 Harris, 
 
 Dahlgren, 
 
 Emmons, 
 
 Gibbon, 
 
 Harrison, 
 
 Dana, 
 
 Emory, 
 
 GiBBS, 
 
 Harrow, 
 
 Davenport, 
 
 Engle, 
 
 Gibson, 
 
 Hart, 
 
 Da^-idson 
 
 Eustis, 
 
 Gilbert, 
 
 Hartranft, 
 
 Davies, 
 
 Evans, 
 
 GiLLEM, 
 
 Hartsuff, 
 
 Davis, 
 
 Ewell, 
 
 Gillespie,^ 
 
 Hartwell, 
 
 Dawson, 
 
 Ewing. 
 
 GiLLIS, 
 
 Harwood, 
 
 Dearing, 
 
 
 GiLLMORE, 
 
 Hascall, 
 
 Deas, 
 
 F. 
 
 Gist, 
 
 Haskin, 
 
 Debray, t\ 
 
 Fasan, 
 
 Glasgow, 
 
 Hatch, 
 
 De Camp, 
 
 Fairfax, 
 
 Glasson, 
 
 Haupt, 
 
 De Courcey, 
 
 Farnsworth, 
 
 Glendy, 
 
 Hawkins, 
 
 Deitzler, 
 
 Farragut, 
 
 Glisson, 
 
 Hawley, 
 
 Denison, 
 
 Fakran, 
 
 Glynn, 
 
 Hayes, 
 
NAMES OP GENEEALS AND NAVAL COMMANDERS. 
 
 687 
 
 Haywood, 
 
 Jameson, 
 
 LiPPINCOTT, 
 
 McGinnis, 
 
 Hazard, 
 
 Jamesson, 
 
 Littell, 
 
 McGowan, 
 
 Hazen, 
 
 Jarvis, 
 
 LOCKWOOD, 
 
 McIntosh, 
 
 Heath, 
 
 J'enkins, 
 
 Logan, 
 
 McKean, 
 
 Hebb, 
 
 Johnson, 
 
 LOMAX, 
 
 McKenzie, 
 
 Hebert, 
 
 Johnston, 
 
 Long, 
 
 McKibben, 
 
 Heckman, 
 
 Jones, 
 
 LONGSTREET, 
 
 McKlNSTRY, # 
 
 Heintzelman, 
 
 JOURDAN, 
 
 LORING, 
 
 McLaughlin, 
 
 Henderson, 
 
 JUDAH. 
 
 Love, 
 
 McLaws, 
 
 Henry, 
 
 
 LOVELL, 
 
 McLean, 
 
 Herbert, 
 
 K. 
 
 Lowe, 
 
 McMillan, 
 
 Herron, 
 
 K^merling, 
 
 Lowell, 
 
 McMullen, 
 
 Heth, 
 
 Kane, 
 
 Lowndes, 
 
 McNeil, 
 
 Higgen, 
 
 Kautz, 
 
 Lucas, 
 
 McPherson, 
 
 Hill, 
 
 Kearny, 
 
 Ludlow, 
 
 McKae, 
 
 HiNDMAN, 
 
 Keifer, 
 
 Lynch, 
 
 Meade, 
 
 HiNKS, 
 
 Keim, 
 
 Lyon, 
 
 Meagher, 
 
 Hitchcock, 
 
 Kelley, 
 
 Lytle. 
 
 Meigs, 
 
 Hobart, 
 
 Kemper, 
 
 
 Mercer, 
 
 , Hobson, 
 
 Kenly, 
 
 M. 
 
 Meredith, 
 
 Hodge, 
 
 Kershaw, 
 
 Macey, 
 
 Merrill, 
 
 Hoff, 
 
 Ketchum, 
 
 Madill, 
 
 Merritt, 
 
 HOFFAN, 
 
 Ketes, 
 
 Macomb, 
 
 Mervine, 
 
 Hoffman, 
 
 KiLPATRICK, 
 
 Maffitt, 
 
 MiDDLETON, 
 
 Hoke, 
 
 Kilty, 
 
 Maggi, 
 
 Miles, 
 
 Hollins, 
 
 Kimball, 
 
 Magruder, 
 
 Miller, 
 
 Holmes, 
 
 King, 
 
 Mahone, 
 
 MiLLIGAN, 
 
 HOLTZELAW, 
 
 Kingsbury, 
 
 Maltby, 
 
 MlLROY, 
 
 Hood, 
 
 KiNTZING, 
 
 Maney, 
 
 MiSSROON, 
 
 Hooker, 
 
 Kirby, 
 
 Manigalt, 
 
 Mitchel, 
 
 Hopkins, 
 
 Kirk, 
 
 Mansfield, 
 
 Mitchell, 
 
 Horn, 
 
 Kirkland, 
 
 Manson, 
 
 MiTCHIE, 
 
 HOVEY, 
 
 KiTCHING, 
 
 Marchand, 
 
 Molineux, 
 
 Howard, 
 
 Knipe, 
 
 Marcy, 
 
 MONIGEL, 
 
 Howe, 
 
 KOLTES, . 
 
 Marin, 
 
 Monroe, 
 
 Howell, 
 
 Krzyzanowski. 
 
 Marmaduke, 
 
 Montgomery, 
 
 Hcbbapd, 
 
 
 Martikdale, 
 
 Moody, 
 
 HUGER, 
 
 L. 
 
 Marshall, 
 
 Moore, 
 
 Hughes, 
 
 Lander 
 
 Marston, 
 
 MORELL, 
 
 Hull, 
 
 Lane, 
 
 Mason, 
 
 Morgan, 
 
 Hume, 
 
 Lanier, 
 
 Matthias, 
 
 Morris, 
 
 Humphreys, 
 
 Laman, 
 
 Maury, 
 
 Morse, 
 
 Hunt, 
 
 Lardner, 
 
 Maxcy, 
 
 Morton, 
 
 Hunter, 
 
 Latimer, 
 
 McAllister, 
 
 MOSBY, 
 
 Hunton, 
 
 Lauman, 
 
 McArthur, 
 
 MOTT, 
 
 Hurlbut. 
 
 Lavellette, 
 
 McBride, 
 
 MOUTON, 
 
 
 Lawler, 
 
 McCall, 
 
 Mower, 
 
 I. 
 
 Ledlie, 
 
 McCauley, 
 
 Mulford, 
 
 Imboden, 
 
 Lee, 
 
 McCausland, • 
 
 MULLANY, 
 
 Ingalls, 
 
 Leggett, 
 
 McClellan, 
 
 Mulligan, 
 
 Ingraham, 
 
 Leroy, 
 
 McClernand, 
 
 Murray, 
 
 Inman, 
 
 Lewis, 
 
 McCluney, 
 
 Myers. 
 
 Innes, 
 
 Liddell, 
 
 McCook, 
 
 
 IVERSON. 
 
 LiGHTBURN, 
 
 McCraig, 
 
 N. 
 
 
 Lincoln, 
 
 McCrellis, 
 
 Naglee, 
 
 J. 
 
 LiNCH, 
 
 McCuLLOCH, 
 
 Negley, 
 
 Jackman, 
 
 LlTTLEFIELD, 
 
 McDougall, 
 
 Neill, , 
 
 Jackson, 
 
 Livingstone, 
 
 McDowell, 
 
 Nelson, 
 
688 
 
 NAMES OF GENERALS AND NAVAL COMMANDERS 
 
 Newcomb, 
 
 Pleasanton, 
 
 Rodman, 
 
 Shubrick, 
 
 Newtox, 
 
 Plummer, 
 
 Rolando, 
 
 Shufeldt, 
 
 Nicholas, 
 
 POE, 
 
 RONCKENDORFF, 
 
 Shunk, 
 
 Nichols, 
 
 Polk, 
 
 Rosecrans, 
 
 Shuttleworth, 
 
 Nicholson, 
 
 Poor, 
 
 Ross, 
 
 Sibley, 
 
 NiCKERSOX 
 
 Pope, 
 
 ROSSEAU, 
 
 Sickles, 
 
 Porter, 
 
 ROSSER, 
 
 SiGEL, 
 
 0. 
 
 Potter, 
 
 Rowan, 
 
 Sigfried, 
 
 Ogden, 
 
 Potts, 
 
 Rowley, 
 
 Sill, 
 
 Oglesbt, 
 
 Powell, 
 
 RUCKER, 
 
 SiMONDS, 
 
 Oliver, 
 
 Pratt, 
 
 RUDD, 
 
 Singleton, 
 
 Opdtke, 
 
 Preble, 
 
 RUGER, • 
 
 Slack, 
 
 Ord, 
 
 Prentiss, 
 
 RUNYON, 
 
 Slaughter, 
 
 Orme, 
 
 Preston, 
 
 Russell, 
 
 Slemmer, 
 
 OSBAND, 
 
 Price, 
 
 Rust. 
 
 Sloat, 
 
 OSTERHAUS, 
 
 Prince, 
 
 
 Slocum, 
 
 Owens. 
 
 Pritchard, 
 
 S. 
 
 Slough, 
 
 
 Pryor, 
 
 Salomon, 
 
 Smith, 
 
 P. 
 
 PCRTIANCE, 
 
 Salsmon, 
 
 Smyth, 
 
 Paine, 
 
 Putnam, 
 
 Salter, 
 
 SORRELL, 
 
 Palmer, 
 
 Pyle. 
 
 Sanborn, 
 
 Spears, 
 
 Pardee, 
 
 
 Sanders, 
 
 Spicer, 
 
 Parker, 
 
 Q- 
 
 Sanford, 
 
 Spinola, 
 
 Parkes, 
 
 QUANTRILL, 
 
 Sargeant, 
 
 Spotts, 
 
 Parrott, 
 
 QUARLES, 
 
 Sartori, 
 
 Sprague, 
 
 Parsons, 
 
 QUINBY. 
 
 Satterlee, 
 
 Stock, 
 
 Patrick, 
 
 
 Saunders, 
 
 Stahel, 
 
 Patterson, 
 
 R. 
 
 Saxton, 
 
 Stanley, 
 
 Patton, 
 
 Radford, 
 
 Scammon, 
 
 Stannard, 
 
 Paul, 
 
 Kains, 
 
 Schemmelfenning, 
 
 Starkweather, 
 
 Paulding, 
 
 Ramsay, 
 
 Schenck, 
 
 Stedman, 
 
 Paxton, 
 
 Ransom, 
 
 Schermerhorn, 
 
 Steedman, 
 
 Payne, 
 
 Raum, 
 
 Schoepf, 
 
 Steele, 
 
 Peabody, 
 
 Rawlings, 
 
 Schofield, 
 
 Stein, 
 
 Pearce, 
 
 Read, 
 
 SCRIBER, 
 
 Steinwehr, 
 
 Pearson, 
 
 Reed, 
 
 SCHURZ, 
 
 Stellwagen, 
 
 Peck, 
 
 Reid, 
 
 Scott, 
 
 Stembel, 
 
 Peerce, 
 
 Reilly, 
 
 SC RIVER, 
 
 Stemmen, 
 
 Pegram, 
 
 Reno, 
 
 Sears, 
 
 Stevens, 
 
 Pemberton, 
 
 Revere, 
 
 Sedgwick, 
 
 Stephenson, 
 
 Pender, 
 
 Reynolds, 
 
 Selfridge, 
 
 Stewart, 
 
 Pendergrast, 
 
 Rhind, 
 
 Semmes, 
 
 Stiles, 
 
 Pennock, 
 
 Rhoddy, 
 
 Seward, • 
 
 Stolbraud, 
 
 Pennypacker, 
 
 Rhodes, 
 
 Seymour, 
 
 Stone, 
 
 Penrose, 
 
 Rice, 
 
 Shackelford, 
 
 Stoneman, 
 
 Pering, 
 
 Richardson, 
 
 Shaler, 
 
 Storer, 
 
 Perry, 
 
 RlCKB^TTS, 
 
 Shanks, 
 
 Stoughton, 
 
 Pettigrew, 
 
 Ridgeley, 
 
 Sharp, 
 
 Stovall, 
 
 Phelps, 
 
 Ring, 
 
 Shaw, 
 
 Strahl, 
 
 Phillips, 
 
 Ringgold 
 
 Shelby, 
 
 Stralbrand, 
 
 Piatt, 
 
 Ripley, 
 
 Shepard, 
 
 Stribling, 
 
 Pickering, 
 
 Ritchie, 
 
 Shepley, 
 
 Stringham, 
 
 Pierce, 
 
 Rives, 
 
 Sheridan, 
 
 Strong, 
 
 Pike, 
 
 Robbtns, 
 
 Sherman, 
 
 Strophel, 
 
 Pile, 
 
 Roberts, 
 
 Sherwood, 
 
 Stuart, 
 
 Pillow, 
 
 Robertson, 
 
 Shields, 
 
 Sturgis, 
 
 Pitcher, 
 
 Robinson, 
 
 Shiras, 
 
 Sullivan, 
 
 Plaisted, 
 
 RODGERS, 
 
 Shirley, 
 
 Sully, 
 
NAMES OF GENERALS AND NAVAL COMMANDERS 
 
 689 
 
 Sumner, 
 
 Trobrianp, 
 
 W. 
 
 Whipple, 
 
 Swain, 
 
 True, 
 
 Wade, 
 
 White, 
 
 SWAYNE, 
 
 Tucker, 
 
 Wadsworth, 
 
 Whiting, 
 
 SWARTWOUT, 
 
 Turchin, 
 
 Wagner, 
 
 Whittaker, 
 
 Sweeny, 
 
 Turner, 
 
 Wainwright, 
 
 WiGFALL, 
 
 Sweet, 
 
 TUTTLE, 
 
 Walcutt, 
 
 Wilde, 
 
 Sykes. 
 
 Twiggs, 
 
 Walke, 
 
 Wilkes, 
 
 
 Tyler, 
 
 Walker, 
 
 Wilcox, 
 
 T. 
 
 Tyndale. 
 
 Wallace, 
 
 Williams, 
 
 Taliaferro, 
 
 
 Wallen, 
 
 Williamson, 
 
 Tatnall, 
 
 U. 
 
 Walthall, 
 
 Willich, 
 
 Taylor, 
 
 Ulhman, . 
 
 Ward, 
 
 WiNSLOW, 
 
 Tebbetts, 
 
 Underwood. 
 
 Warner, 
 
 WlNTHROP, 
 
 Terrill, 
 
 
 Washburnk, 
 
 WiSTAR, 
 
 Terry, 
 
 V. 
 
 Warren, 
 
 WOHER, 
 
 Thatcher, 
 
 Van Alen, 
 
 Weaver, 
 
 WOLCOT, 
 
 Thayer, 
 
 Van Brunt, 
 
 Webb, 
 
 Wood, 
 
 Thomas, 
 
 Van Clete, 
 
 Weber, 
 
 Woodbury, 
 
 Thompson, 
 
 Van Dorn, 
 
 Webster, 
 
 WOODHULL, 
 
 Thurston, 
 
 Van Vleit, 
 
 Weed, 
 
 Woods, 
 
 TiBBITTS, 
 
 Van Wyck, 
 
 Weisigner, 
 
 WOODWORTH, 
 
 Tidball, 
 
 Vanderter, 
 
 Weitzel, 
 
 Wool, 
 
 Tilghman, 
 
 Vaughn, 
 
 Welles^^ 
 Wells, ^ 
 
 WORDEN, 
 
 Tillson, 
 
 Veatch, 
 
 Wright, 
 
 TiLTON, 
 
 ViELE, 
 
 Welsh, 
 
 Wyman. 
 
 Thompkins, 
 
 Villepigue, 
 
 We^den, 
 
 
 Toombs, 
 
 Vincent, 
 
 Wessells, 
 
 Y 
 
 TORBERT, 
 
 Vinton, 
 
 West, 
 
 Young. 
 
 Tower, 
 
 VOGDES, 
 
 Wharton, 
 
 
 Townsend, 
 
 Von Steinwehr, 
 
 Wheaton, 
 
 Z 
 
 Tracy, 
 
 VORIS. 
 
 Wheeler, 
 
 ZOLLICOFFER, 
 
 Tkenchard, 
 
 
 Wheelock, 
 
 ZOOK. 
 
INDEX 
 
 TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES, INCIDENTS, ETC. 
 
 Those in Italics relate to Woiian's Recoed in the Scenes and Events of the War. 
 
 A. PAGS. 
 
 A "Long" Portrait 146 
 
 A Pass that would'nt Pass 434 
 
 Abe and Andy 422 
 
 Absence of Col. J. from C't M.,— and Why. 436 
 
 Accidents will Happen 61 
 
 Accommodating himself to Circumstances ... 1 52 
 
 Admiral Farragut, Tete-a-Tete with 390 
 
 Admiral Fan'agut's Final Answer to the Emis- 
 saries of Treason 354 
 
 Admiral Farrarjut's Gallantry to Miss Victor. il^ 
 
 " Footc — Farewell Scene 378 
 
 " Foote's Terms to Gen. Tilghman ..367 
 
 " Porter's Big Scare 361 
 
 Advantage qf Military Firmness 439 
 
 Advice from the Disbanded Volunteer 33 
 
 Advised to Stick to his Business 46 
 
 Affecting Appeal to a Union Commissary 473 
 
 Affecting Mementoes of Gettysburg 627 
 
 Afraid of the Girl's Eye .' 26 
 
 After the Firing on Old Sumter 176 
 
 Agreeable Inducements to Travelers 462 
 
 Agreeable Reciprocity of Union Sentiment. . . .566 
 Ah, Mother, Mother ! I knew you would come .'.534 
 
 Ahead of his Troops 346 
 
 " Aint no business wid a gun," 490 
 
 Alabama and Kcarsarge, Combat between . . . 365 
 Alabama Planter and the Anti-Slavery Lead- 
 ers together 37 
 
 Albemarle Ram, Sinking the 371 
 
 PACK. 
 
 Alas ! the Poor Soldier 608 
 
 Albert, the Drummer Boy of the Mass. 23d.. 267 
 
 All a Mother Can Do 161 
 
 All for her Lover 577 
 
 All for Nothing 614 
 
 All for the Whiskey 479 
 
 All through a Mistake 298 
 
 American Soldiers Then and Now 142 
 
 Ammunition sent by the Enemy Just in Time. 511 
 
 Amours and Fancies of the Camp 536 
 
 " of a New Orleans Judge 552 
 
 An Hibernian's Tustle with a Miss. " Tiger ".333 
 
 An Honor to her Sex 473 
 
 "And a little child shall lead theni." 587 
 
 " And the brother shall deliver up the brother 
 
 to death" 59 
 
 Anderson and his brave little Company leav- 
 ing Fort Sumter 254 
 
 Andrew Jackson's Famous " Union " Toast. . .23 
 
 Andy Johnson and the Clerical Secessionist. . .89 
 
 " " 's (Gov.) Supplement to one of 
 
 Lorenzo Dow's Stories 48 
 
 Anglo-African Daughter of the Regiment 193 
 
 Anna Manley, the Baltimore Heroine 528 
 
 Annie Lillybridge and Lieutenant W. 621 
 
 Another Cassabianca 373 
 
 " of the Uncle Toms 104 
 
 Answering the Secretary and the General .... 647 
 Anxious for a Trade 468 
 
 Note. — It has been made a poiat to present, in this Index, the names of uoi^di persons a,ni places as fully as possi- 
 ble in the headings, in order to facilitate the reader's reference, through that means, to anecdotes pertaining to partic- 
 ular scenes and their actors. In the nature of the case, however, this mode of specific designation was practicable 
 only to a very limited extent, without enlarging the list almost indefinitely ; and, therefore, the names of tl^ multitude 
 of localities, commanders, divisions, corps, regiments, vessels, etc., to which these anecdotes relate, are, in the great 
 majority of instances, to be found embodied in the reading matter itself, rather than in the indexed titles or textual 
 captions. It may also be remarked, that nearly five-sixths of the anecdotes which came under notice in the preparation 
 of this work, were rejected as worthless for preservation ; only the best were retained, — thus enabling the volume to 
 appear in convenient size and handsome and readable type. 
 
 43 
 
692 INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS. 
 
 Appeal for a Furlough— with an Appendage.. . 435 
 Application of the term "Contraband" by 
 
 Gen. Butler 102 
 
 Appointment of Burnsidc as a Cadet 565 
 
 " of Mrs. Reynolds as a Major in 
 
 the Arnvj 268 
 
 Arkansas, Front-Door Confabulations in 43 
 
 Armstrong, the Eebel Dominie, before Gen'I 
 
 Butler 145 
 
 Army Matrimonial Advertisements— Hint to 
 
 Romantic Young Ladies 575 
 
 Arrest of Joe Guild by Col. Myers 64 
 
 " of one of Gen. Grant's Aids by a Col- 
 ored Guard 409 
 
 As good as a Captured Gun .34,3 
 
 Astonishing Ignorance on board a Gunboat. .391 
 Atlanta Young Lady, Conversation v:ith an. . .607 
 
 Attending to Business in Eegular Order 643 
 
 Aunt Charlotte, the old Cook at Newbern 507 
 
 Availing himself of a Joke 58 
 
 B. 
 
 Backing the Commander-in-Chief 150 
 
 Bad Atmosphere for a Patriot's Lungs 140 
 
 " for the Cow 46 
 
 " Habit amongst Mules 458 
 
 Badge of Treason in a New Yorh Ball Room .111 
 Bailey's Dam for saving the Miss. Squadron.. 376 
 
 Baker, Ellsworth, Lyon — a Brave Trio 520 
 
 Balance of Power Maintained between Tur- 
 keys and Chickens 475 
 
 Baltimore Heroine — Anna Manley 528 
 
 Baltimore Unconquerahles , Examin'g one ofthe.l35 
 Banhhead (Com.), Expensive Joke on, by a 
 
 /Southern Dame 384 
 
 Banking Operations of Gen. Schoepf in Ivy.. 469 
 Banks' (Gen.) Morning Call at Marshal 
 
 Kane's Door 53 
 
 Banks' ( Gen.) Reply to a Boston Lady 143 
 
 Baptism for the Dead , 588 
 
 Bates, Peception of the Pebcl Commissioners 
 
 in London by Mr 25 
 
 Battle with Snow-balls at Chattanooga 275 
 
 Bearing the Standard through Baltimore 309 
 
 Beauties of Pebcl Conscripting 181 
 
 Beautiful but Dead on the Field of Honor. . .518 
 Beauty of Nullification and of the Guillotine. 149 
 Became a Soldier after all 606 
 
 Beecher's Case of Muskets for the South 405 
 
 Beef Steak and Hot Polls every Morning 483 
 
 Behind the Trees : Maine and Georgia 244 
 
 Bell's (John) Tennessee Iron Works 103 
 
 Ben Butler in Council with the Secession Con- 
 spirators 32 
 
 Ben McCulloch and Joe Baxter 590 
 
 Ben Phillips, the Hoary Old Bloodhound 265 
 
 Benefit of Clergy 71 
 
 Beware of a Soldier's Wife ! 629 
 
 Bibles on Shipboard — Touching Scene 393 
 
 Big Job in Prospect 150 
 
 Billiards on board the Ironsides 371 
 
 Billy Shelton, the Martyr Patriot Boy 148 
 
 Billy Wilson's Zouaves : Extraordin'y Scene.184 
 
 Birney (Gen. ), Startling Adventure of 234 
 
 Births of Boys and Girls in War Times. . . „ .566 
 Bishops Meade and Polk in Consultation. . . .260 
 
 Black, the Scotch Deserter at Leesburg 177 
 
 Bleeding, but had his Colors with him .287 
 
 " to Death, but Sound as a Trout. . . .302 
 
 Blenker scorning to Retreat 310 
 
 Blondin's Art serving a Good Figure 69 
 
 Bloody Sabre Charge by Col. Minty, 304 
 
 Bloody ( The) Flag of Fort Pillow 570 
 
 Blue-Jacket on the Quarter-Deck of his Mule.368 
 
 Bob, the Spunky Drummer Boy 339 
 
 Bogus Yankee Legislature in Georgia. ..... .117 
 
 Bold Female Smuggler and Highwayman 487 
 
 Bounty-Jumper Captured by a Dog 200 
 
 Bowie Knife Conflict at Battle of Pea Ridge. 318 
 
 Boy Soldiers at the Old One's Trade 316 
 
 Boy (ThejFather to the Man 80 
 
 " Boys, I'm for the Union still ! " 281 
 
 Branding Deserters at Castle Thunder 203 
 
 Brandy at Fort Sumter : Poor Pryor 491 
 
 " for a Sick Xieutenant 451 
 
 " " All Hands o..,514 
 
 Brave and Good but must be Shot , .409 
 
 Bravo for Pea Ridge 328 
 
 Bread Cast upon the Waters 555 
 
 Breckinridge's Son 327 
 
 Bridegroom and Volunteer the Same Night, . . ,213 
 
 Brief but Eventful History 1 53 
 
 Bright Girls in Missouri .604 
 
 Brilliant Strategy of Gen. Smith at Red Rivcr.312 
 
 Broadl)rim's Method with Secessionists 110 
 
 Browned (Mrs.), the Heroine of Newbern 268 
 
 Brownlow, a Point for- Helping a Soldier. . .469 
 " expressing his Sentiments in Jail. .67 
 
 " prefers the 'Direct' Route to Hell. 125 
 
 Buchanan's Cabinet Dramatic Scene in 26 
 
 Buchanan's (Admiral) Sword Yielded with a 
 
 Bad Grace 380 
 
 Buckner hung his Head 415 
 
 Buford's Method of Stirring-up Teamsters. . .509 
 
 Bull Run Battlefield, HoiTors of 323 
 
 " " , Horse Incidents at 499 
 
 Buried ivith his Sister's Picture 628 
 
 Burlesque on Peace Propositions 47 
 
 Burnside, Appointment of, as a Cadet 565 
 
 " Directing a Retreat 336 
 
 " , Mose Bryan jaying his Respects to.578 
 Bushivhackers Kept at Bay by a Brave Girl. . .619 
 
 Butler ("Gen.) as a Young Lawyer 607 
 
 " in Council with the Secessionist Con- 
 spirators 32 
 
 Butler's Laconic Hint to a Pilot 374 
 
 " 's "Sliameful Tyranny" in N. Orleans. .495 
 " 's Style of Clearing off a Table 482 
 
INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS. 
 
 693 
 
 Buzzard's Eoost, Reading the Amnesty Proc- 
 lamation at 124 
 
 By-Scenc at the Battle of Lcesbm-g 286 
 
 c. • 
 
 Caliinet Pictures Before and After the Election.69 
 
 Calhoun, Garrison at the Grave of 151 
 
 " John Quiney Adams foretelling the 
 
 Futm-e to 123 
 
 Calhoun's Escape from the Gallows 128 
 
 California Joe and his Telescopic Eifle 236 
 
 Calumnious Chai'ge of Loyalty against John 
 
 Hawkins 28 
 
 Canadian Editor's Interview -wdth President 
 
 Lincoln 489 
 
 Canine Patriotism, Sufferings, and Honors.. .504 
 
 Capital Ruse to save Springfield 267 
 
 Cctpt. Dickson's Ride with the Pretti/ Secesh. . .524 
 
 " Strong delivering his Revolvers 259 
 
 " Tildcu's Lucky Escape 342 
 
 " 's Trade for a Kiss 605 
 
 Career of Frank Henderson 173 
 
 Carolinian Unionist Showing the Track 52 
 
 Carter's Polite Mode of giving Information. .259 
 
 Carving his own Headboard 595 
 
 Cass's Backbone 139 
 
 Castle Thunder, Branding Deserters at 233 
 
 Caught in his Own Trap ■ 424 
 
 Cause for Rejecting a Recruit 194 
 
 Cavender, the Martyr Preacher 139 
 
 Challenging tlie Sentinel 401 
 
 Chance for a "Lady of Character" 548 
 
 Change of Tune and Position 261 
 
 Changed his Mind 199 
 
 Characteristic Ladfs Joke 593 
 
 " Pluck of a Western Soldier. . . .296 
 
 " Charge ! Chester, Charge ! " 356 
 
 Charleston Women under Fire 585 
 
 Chase, Joke of the President on Secretary. . .465 
 
 Chase of the " Sovereign " 388 
 
 Chattanooga, Battle witli Snow-balls at 275 
 
 Cheers and a " Tiger " for HaiTy Bumm 192 
 
 " instead of a Speech 56 
 
 Chickamauga and Chattanooga 503 
 
 Childhood's Prai/er in the Last Hour 548 
 
 Chronicles of a Railway Trip 147 
 
 Circulation of Union Proclamations in South 
 
 Carolina 1 09 
 
 Circumstances Alter Principles 108 
 
 Cities Built and in Embryo : Schacffer and 
 
 Ould at a Joke 69 
 
 Clerical Prisoners of State 130 
 
 Clerks of the President 135 
 
 Clever Dogs, hut both Sucked Eggs 620 
 
 " Use of the Countersign 212 
 
 Clinging to the Guns 365 
 
 Close of McPherson's Noble Career 253 
 
 Cluster of little Courtesies 484 
 
 Coffee for Jack 383 
 
 Colonel Farrar Winding-up a Dance 517 
 
 Colonel Gazley doing a little Guard-Duty .... 4 1 8 
 
 " Owen's Squad Drill 407 
 
 " Polk, and Sanders the Refugee 100 
 
 Combat between the Kearsarge and Alabama.365 
 
 " Come from 'Ginny, sure," 116 
 
 Comedy of Cabinet Errors 54 
 
 Coming Events cast their Shadows before. . . .143 
 Command of the Virginia Forces tendered to 
 
 Gen. Scott : .71 
 
 Comment on Mr. Sloanaker's " Beautiful 
 
 Portrait." 643 
 
 Commission of Major conferred on a Ladg. . . . 558 
 Commissioner deciding a Question of Age. . .184 
 Complimentary Responses of a Soldier to his 
 
 General 432 
 
 Complimentary Salutations to his General. . .195 
 
 Compliments of the Season 330 
 
 Compromising the Capitol Flag 73 
 
 Conciliatory Mesmerism 108 
 
 Conditional Offer of his Autograph by General 
 
 Grant 564 
 
 Confederate Broodies not to Gen. Viele's Taste.G20 
 
 " Notes in Maryland 68 
 
 Confession of a Rebel Ofificcr to Gen. Grant.. .60 
 Congressman Ely at the Confederate Passport 
 
 Office 424 
 
 Connecticut Tenth, Corporal of the 205 
 
 " Twelfth, Wcitzcl satisfied with the.415 
 
 Constnrctive Parole Eights 94 
 
 Consul and General matched against each 
 
 other in Savannali 511 
 
 Contcnijit for Confederate Lines, Paroles, ete...536 
 " Contraband," Apj^lication of the Term by 
 
 Gen. Butler 102 
 
 Contra'd News : an Editor before the Cabinct.492 
 
 Contrast between the Two 641 
 
 Conundrums at the Wrong Time 502 
 
 Conversation with an Atlanta Young Lady. . . .607 
 " on his Threatened Assassination.640 
 
 Converting Lady Rebels 595 
 
 Cord for Cord — Secession Cun-ency 474 
 
 Corinth, Gould the Hero of 103 
 
 Cost of a Canteen of Water 317 
 
 Cotton Burners in Louisiana 453 
 
 Could not Wait for Death 510 
 
 Could'nt Pass with his Cigar 406 
 
 Courage of Wotnan during Battle 594 
 
 Court-Martialing a Whole Division 312 
 
 Crossing Fox River 85 
 
 Culpepper, Maiden Loveliness at 571 
 
 Cumberland, Last Gun of the Ship .352 
 
 Curiosity of Rebel Soldiers to hear President 
 
 Lincoln's Message 131 
 
 Customer for Grant's Biography 511 
 
 Dalliance and Treachery — Tj. II. and Mrs. C.531 
 Dam (Bailey's) for saving the Miss. Squad'n.376 
 
694 
 
 INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS, 
 
 Danger of Freedraen Voting 69 
 
 Daring Attack upon a Paymaster's Boat 397 
 
 Davis (Gen. J, C), Tragical Encounter be- 
 tween Gen. Nelson and 413 
 
 Davis, Jefferson, and Elizabeth Self. 134 
 
 Davis's Chairs in Readiness for Ulysses 114 
 
 Davis's Trap for Grant 274 
 
 Deaf and Dumb Soldier 1 96 
 
 Dealing with a Rebel Trader 504 
 
 Death Preferred to the Soutliern Oath 127 
 
 " Smiling in Victory's Embrace 370 
 
 Death-bed Scene of the Murdered President. .635 
 Deathly Encounter between Hunt and Lough- 
 borough 227 
 
 Delirious Bravery of a Southern Hotspur. . , .334 
 
 Delivered at the Eleventh Hour 580 
 
 Delivering tip their Swords at Fort Pulaski . . 334 
 Delivery of their Ammunition before Sm-ren- 
 
 dering 294 
 
 Dem Rotten Shell 370 
 
 Description of So. Carolina by Judge Pettigru.74 
 
 Deserting a Bad Cause 192 
 
 Determined Capture of a Texan Battle Flag. .342 
 
 Devotion of a Private to Gen. McPherson. . .330 
 
 " of'Farragut's Men to tlieir Admiral. 374 
 
 " to the Stars and Stripes 64 
 
 Dick Bowles parting with his Revolver 231 
 
 Dick, the Four-footed Orderly 559 
 
 Dickson's (Capt.) Ride im'th the Pretty Secesh.52'i 
 
 Didn't like Vallandigham's Defeat 70 
 
 Disappointed Expectations 642 
 
 Discussion between Majcr Do^vning and IMr. 
 
 Linkin 44 
 
 Diseases of the Brain and Heart 92 
 
 Disguised as a BcU-AVetlicr 2G0 
 
 Dissensions in " the Happy Family," C59 
 
 Distribution of his Bounty 210 
 
 Disturbing an Orator CI 
 
 Divide is the Word, or you arc a Dead Johnny.484 
 
 "Divil a Macarthy drawn at-all-at-all" 203 
 
 Dixie, On the Road to 105 
 
 " Do they miss me at Home 1" 324 
 
 Doctor 's Dismissal for Drunkoiness and 
 
 Kissinr/ 437 
 
 Doctor 's Loyalty rather Coppery G3 
 
 Donelson, Frankie Bragg the little Patriot «< . . 6 1 3 
 
 Donning the Breeclies 196 
 
 'Don't shoot there any more — tliat's Father ! '.241 
 Doubtful Loyalty, Political and Matrimonial. .570 
 
 "Doughnation "from the Maine Ladies 492 
 
 Douglas (Senator) and Gen. Stewart on " the 
 
 Situation," 57 
 
 Douglas's last Bfessage to his Sons 127 
 
 Douglas's {Mrs.) Noble Resistance to Southern 
 
 Persuasion 536 
 
 Down upon the Table Waiters 421 
 
 Dr. Cottman in Butler's Hands 60 
 
 Dr. Ruckcr — his Case and Escape 75 
 
 Dramatic Scene in Mr. Buchanan's Cabinet. . . 26 
 
 Duel on Horseback in one of the Peninsula 
 
 Battles 224 
 
 Dutch Landlord's use of Grayback Twenties . 445 
 
 E. 
 
 Eager to be a Soldier: Handsome Lizzie 204 
 
 Eagle at the Mast Head 390 
 
 Easy Way of Cutting Red Tape, by Grant. .428 
 
 Eating up the Stars and Bars 623 
 
 Effect of Crinoline on "Union" Sentiments.. .182 
 
 Eighth Ohio Blazing Away 294 
 
 Eleven- Year-Old Warrior Picking-off the 
 
 Enemy 241 
 
 Elizabeth Comstock and the Dying Soldier . . . .526 
 
 Ellsworth, Baker, Lyon — a Brave Trio 520 
 
 Ellsworth's Assassination 321 
 
 Ely ( Congressman^) at the Confederate Pass- 
 port Office 424 
 
 Emphatically a Bootless Undertaking 281 
 
 Emptying a Hawk's Nest 344 
 
 Encounter of Picket Wits 271 
 
 Enlistment of " Stonewall Jackson " in the 
 
 Union Anny 1 83 
 
 Entombment of a Virginia Loyalist 106 
 
 Equal to the Emergency 192 
 
 Escape from Libby Piison through a Young 
 
 Lady's Lntervention 585 
 
 Escape of Gen. Tyler and his Staff .♦.251 
 
 Estimate of Confederate " Promises to Pay," 
 
 Down South 481 
 
 Examining one of the Baltim'e Unconquerables.l35 
 
 Executive Favor well Bestowed 548 
 
 Expensive Joke on Commander Bankhead by a 
 
 Southern Dame 384 
 
 Explaining the Initials " 0. V. M." 224 
 
 Exploits of " the French Lady." 367 
 
 P. 
 
 Failed to Hold his Position : Gen. Palmer to 
 
 Gen. Pope 270 
 
 Faith and its Reward 546 
 
 Falling Back at the Wrong Moment 605 
 
 Falstaff in the Cavalry Service 313 
 
 Familiar Chat about Generals 112 
 
 " Talk with Mr. Lincoln on the Eman- 
 cipation Proclamation 651 
 
 Family Quarrel settled on the Battle-field. .'. .245 
 
 Family Swords not to be Exempted 550 
 
 Fanny and Nellie of the 2ith New Jersey 170 
 
 Farewell Scene among the Tars 378 
 
 Farragut, Gallantry of to Miss Victor 379 
 
 " when a Midshipman 369 
 
 FaiTagut's Final Answer to the Emissaries of 
 
 Treason 354 
 
 Fan-agut's Men, Devotion of, to their Adm'l. .374 
 
 Farrar ( Col. ) Winding up a Dance 527 
 
 Fatal Fulfillment of a Jest 586 
 
 Fate of a Coward 168 
 
INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS, 
 
 695 
 
 Fate of two German Brothers 309 
 
 " Father, I will never Surrender to a Rebel !".239 
 
 Fearful Ordeal for a Deserter 174 
 
 Female Government Contractor 483 
 
 " Loveliness at Fort Henry. 545 
 
 " Traitors making Ashes of the Glorious 
 
 Flag 59 
 
 Fiction left in the Shade : the Corporal o- the 
 
 Tenth Connecticut 205 
 
 Field Carnages and Millinery Dispcnsed^vith.485 
 
 Fiendish Deeds of a Western Amazon 296 
 
 Fierce Artillery Duel 278 
 
 Fight for the Flag at Petei-sburg 330 
 
 " witli the Iron Monster " Tennessee,".. .385 
 
 Fightin' ober a Bone 194 
 
 Fighting, Dying, and Buried " with his Nig- 
 gers." 249 
 
 Final Answer of Fan-agut to the Emissaries of 
 
 Treason 354 
 
 Final Scene on board of the " Mississippi,". .357 
 
 Fine Trap hut no Game 571 
 
 Firing 22 Rounds vnth. a Ball in his Thigh.. .2G1 
 Firm Devotion of a Loyal Southern Woman to 
 
 the Colors 40 
 
 First Oath and Testimony of a Slave in Va. ... 90 
 First "Union Demonstration" in Old Virginia. QQ2 
 Five Hundred Dollars for a Plate of Cream. .527 
 
 Flight, Capture, and Death of Booth 637 
 
 Flight from the Shenandoah 505 
 
 Florence Nightingale's Contribution 601 
 
 Flowers from Lowly Hands for the Fallen Bi-uveT^SO 
 
 Following their Leader 294 
 
 Foote's Terms to Gen. Tilghman 367 
 
 " For Life, if the Nation will take me," 1 63 
 
 Foreshadowings of their Fate — Ellsworth, Ba- 
 ker, Lyon 520 
 
 Forgetting his Usual Courtesy 55 
 
 Fort Donelson, Western Regiments at 266 
 
 " " Young America at 227 
 
 Fort Henry, Woman's Tongue betraying the 
 
 Rebel Torpedoes at 589 
 
 Fort McAllister, Shei-man watching the Cap- 
 ture of 295 
 
 Fort Pickens Reinforced 395 
 
 " Pillow, Remember 305 
 
 " Pillow's Bloody Flag 570 
 
 " Pulaski,— Delivery of Swords at 334 
 
 " Sumter, Anderson and his brave little 
 
 Company leaving 254 
 
 Fort Sunitei-, Brandy at : Poor Pryor 491 
 
 " " Hail Columbia and the Star 
 
 Spangled Banner at 68 
 
 Fort Sumter, Unfortunate Absence at the 
 
 Seige of 101 
 
 Fort Warren— Exit of Mason and Slidell 133 
 
 " Fonvard ! March ! " — Last Words of a Fed- 
 eral Lieutenant at Newbem 257 
 
 Four-Legged Messenger proving Disloyal. . . .510 
 Four-Legged Pets in the Aimy 583 
 
 Four Confederates bagged by a Union Soldicr.256 
 
 Fox River, Crossing 85 
 
 Frank, the Pretty Bugler of the Eighth Mich.. &-22 
 
 Frank Henderson, Career of. 1 73 
 
 Frankie Bragg, the little Patriot at Donelson. .613 
 Fredericksb'g, Humphrey's Deadly Cliarge at.288 
 
 " Incident in the Battle of. 547 
 
 Fremont's whole Body-Guard charged upon 
 
 by one Rebel 239 
 
 French Sensibility 86 
 
 Fresh Pork for the Eightli Illinois 466 
 
 Friendly Advice to a Doubtful Unionist 62 
 
 From a Palace to the Attic 474 
 
 From Deck to Camp 174 
 
 Front-Door Confabulations in Arkansas 43 
 
 Fruit in Old Age 251 
 
 Fulfillment of the Sergeant's Prophecy 547 
 
 G. 
 
 Gallant Vindication of the Flag Abroad 30 
 
 Gallantry of Farragut to Miss Victor 379 
 
 Garrison at the Grave of Calhoun 151 
 
 Gathering Violets on the Battle-field 236 
 
 Gazley (Col.) doing a little Guard Duty 418 
 
 General Baker, Foreshadowing of his Fate. . . 520 
 
 " Baker's Tragical Death 319 
 
 " Banks, No Passes to Official Si^ecula- 
 
 tors l)y 425 
 
 General Banks's JMoming Call at Mai-slial 
 
 Kane's Door 53 
 
 General Banks's Reply to a Boston lAtdy . . . .'. 143 
 
 " Bimey's Startling Adventure 234 
 
 " Blenker scorning to Retreat 310 
 
 " Bragg and his Supposed Army 232 
 
 " Bragg's Prompt Settlement of a Clai7n482 
 
 " Buraside Directing a Retreat 336 
 
 '• Butler as a Young Lawyer 607 
 
 " Butler's application of the term "Con- 
 traband," 1 02 
 
 General Butler's Glorious Success in saving 
 
 the " Old Ironsides," 360 
 
 General Carter's Polite Mode of Giving In- 
 formation 259 
 
 General Cheatham whipped by Peggie McHue.426 
 
 " Dumont's Rebuke of a Secessiotiist 60 
 
 " Grant and the Pumpkin Pie Story. . . .463 
 " Grant, Confcss'n of a Reb. Officer to. 60 
 
 " Jeff. Davis's Trap for 274 
 
 " " No Calculation of that sort by321 
 
 " " Unacquainted with Politics.. . .97 
 
 " Grant's Biography, Customer for 511 
 
 " " Conditional Offer of his Auto- 
 graph 564 
 
 General Grant's Easy Way of cut'g Red Tape428 
 " " Idea — Worse to Lose Five 
 
 than One 411 
 
 General Grant's Shotted Salute at Midnight.. 324 
 
 " Halleck and the Teamster 420 
 
 " Halleck's use of a Bad Report. . ... .457 
 
696 
 
 INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS. 
 
 General Holt's Dinner 470 
 
 " Hooker and the Kewspaper Correspon- 
 dents 477 
 
 General Hooker's Battle above the Clouds. . .311 
 " " Magnificent "War Horse 
 
 " Lookout," 46.5 
 
 General HoYcy's Brilliant Cliarge 346 
 
 Genei'al Howard on the "Wrong Side of the 
 
 Battle-field 338 
 
 General Howard, the Havelock of the "War. .029 
 General Humphreys' Deadly Charge at Frcd- 
 
 ericksburg : 288 
 
 General Ihuiter's Special Aid 507 
 
 " Jenkins's Mode of Parolling Deserters. 1 .'Sg 
 
 " " Visit at a Penn. Editor's 461 
 
 " Johnston, Last Talk of, with liis 
 
 Generals 300 
 
 General Johnston's "Whipping at Resaca 326 
 
 " Kearny, the " One-arm Devil," 318 
 
 " Kilpatrick's Battle-Flag at Hagerst'n.247 
 
 " . Lander and the Bilde .5.57 
 
 " Lee's Great Army Surrcndei-ed 346 
 
 " Long-street's Instant Detcct'n of a Spy2S3 
 " Lyon leading his Cliarge at Springfi'd. 585 
 
 " Cyon's Bravery and Sacrifice 224 
 
 " Magruder's Table 478 
 
 McClellan and Darkey John 439 
 
 ' '* Dismounting to the Guard. 410 
 
 " McCook's Pass for Old Buz 417 
 
 " McCulloch and Joe Baxter 590 
 
 '* McPlierson, Devotion of a Private to.330 
 " "McPlierson's Koblc Career, Close of.. 253 
 
 " Meade and " Ale," 594 
 
 General Mower's Successful Trick upon the 
 
 Rebel Dispatch Bearer 325 
 
 General Nelson in a Fix 402 
 
 " Nelson's Half-Hour with a Pedlcr 459 
 
 " " Tragical Encounter with Gen. 
 
 Davis 413 
 
 (General O.'s Stern Particular it// as to his Alight 
 
 Wardrobe .523 
 
 General Paine's Conversation icith the Wife of 
 
 a Secessionist 1 22 
 
 General Palmer to Gen. Pope 270 
 
 " Palmer's Spy Glass 591 
 
 " Peraberton's Question about Grant 
 
 answered 344 
 
 General Phelps's Insanity Investigated by 
 
 Gen. Butler 142 
 
 General Polk in the Tightest Place 345 
 
 " Price, and Van Dorn, pitted against 
 
 Rosecrans 289 
 
 " Eice to his Mother 015 
 
 " Rosecrans and Pat's Fiu-lo' 41 1 
 
 " " and "Vallandigham coming 
 
 to an Understanding 138 
 
 General Rosecrans' Orderly Sergeant Delivered 
 
 of a Baby in Camp 554 
 
 Greneral Rosseau's First Step towards making 
 Loyal Men of Rebels 63 
 
 General Schoepf's Banking Operations in Ky.469 
 " Scott, Comm'd of the Virginia Rebel 
 
 Forces tendered to 71 
 
 General Scott, Oflicial Farewell to 124 
 
 " Scott's Plan of the War 232 
 
 " Sedr/icick's Present of a Turkey 474 
 
 " Sheridan and tlie Moonlight Picture. 280 
 
 " " at Stone River 293 
 
 " " riding to the Front 315 
 
 " ^Bhcnnan, Signaling for : Meeting of 
 
 the "Wan-iors 392 
 
 General Sherman's Absence of Mind 589 
 
 " Shemian's Courage before the Enemy. 274 
 " " Heroism on the Battle-field. 
 
 of Shiloh 253 
 
 General Smith's Brill't Strategy at Red River312 
 
 " Stecdman taking the Flag 317 
 
 " Stewart and Senator Douglas on "the 
 
 Situation," 57 
 
 General Stewart Too Late to Dinner 404 
 
 Terry's Colored Cook and his Sliell. .456 
 " Cilghman, Adm'l Foote's Terms to.. 367 
 
 " ' and his Loyal Mother 556 
 
 " Tj'lcr's Escape with his Staff 251 
 
 " Wadswortli — Refusal to Receive Pay 
 
 for Fighting for his Counti-y 468 
 
 General Wadsworth's Shoe Raid 458 
 
 " ^ycitzcl Satisfied with the 12th Conn.415 
 " Zollicoffer's Death at the Hands of 
 
 Col. Fry 237 
 
 Generals among the Bullets 331 
 
 Generals Grant and Meade in Consultation 
 
 before Richmond 256 
 
 Gens. Nelson and Davis's Tragical Encounter413 
 
 Generosity of Poor Jack 360 
 
 George Pcabodj' Repudiating the Rebel Com- 
 missioners 126 
 
 Georgia Girls and Federal Lieutenants 496 
 
 Geon/ia, Northern School ma'ams in Oil 
 
 Gettysburg, Affecting Mementoes of. 627 
 
 Gettysburg, Mrs. Wade the Loyal Bread Ba- 
 ker at 568 
 
 Girl-Boy Drummer 206 
 
 Girl-Boy Soldier in the Ninetieth Illinois 567 
 
 Girl Recruit for the Cavalry .168 
 
 Giving 'em Fits 407 
 
 Glad for Burnside 318 
 
 Glorious Effect of National JMusic upon the 
 
 Troops 287 
 
 Glorious Success of Gen. Butler in saving 
 
 " Old Ironsides," 360 
 
 Glorious to Die for One's Country 272 
 
 " God bless the old fla— ," 243 
 
 God's Flag 140 
 
 Going in Quest of Satisfaction .241 
 
 Going over his Battles Again 479 
 
 Going to see the Rebel Ram 353 
 
 Good Charlie, the Union Guide 1 05 
 
 Good Humor towards a Journalist 655 
 
 " Luck for an lowan Soldier 469 
 
INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS. 
 
 697 
 
 Good Samaritan in an Unexpected IIoiu- and 
 
 Place 250 
 
 Good-Natured Jerry 386 
 
 Got the Point twisted around Wrong 162 
 
 Gottlieb Klobberyoss on the Draft 189 
 
 Gould, the Hero of Corinth 103 
 
 Governor Andy Johnson's Supplement to one 
 
 of Lorenzo Dow's Stories 48 
 
 Gov. Todd and the Applicant for Exemption. .185 
 Gov. Yates giving Grant a Desk in his Office.405 
 Grant and Meade in Consultation before Rich- 
 mond 256 
 
 €rrant, Confession of a Rebel Officer to 60 
 
 Grant's Biography, Customer for 511 
 
 Grant's Easy Way of Cutting Red Tape 428 
 
 " Objection to having any Trade Partner- 
 ship 475 
 
 Great Act for a little Girl 584 
 
 Great Dai/s Work for a Scout: the Misses 
 
 Scott 563 
 
 Grim War and the Innocents 626 
 
 H. 
 
 Had no Wliite Flag on Board 382 
 
 Had to Acknowledge the Breed 204 
 
 Hail Columbia and the Star Spangled-Banner 
 
 at Fort Sumter 68 
 
 Hail Columbia in a New Version 418 
 
 Half-Hour's Experience of a Pcdler with Gen. 
 
 Nelson 459 
 
 Halleck and the Teamster 420 
 
 Halleck's Use of a Bad Report 457 
 
 Halting Effect of " the Ardent," 404 
 
 Hamlin (Vice-President), a Private in Co. A.lOO 
 
 Handsome Rebuke from an Alabamian 132 
 
 Happy Ending to a Sad Mistake 185 
 
 Happy to make Gen. Gordon's Acquaintance. 203 
 
 Hard on Negley 431 
 
 Hard-Shell Brethren dealing with a Contuma- 
 cious Member 65 
 
 Hard Tack for the Fifth Excelsior 575 
 
 Hard to tell Pork from Tomatoes 468 
 
 Hard-up for a Blacksmith 123 
 
 Hard Work for a Drafting Col. in Savannah. 165 
 
 Hardee's Tactics with a Point left out 427 
 
 Harp and Shamrock, Stars and Stripes 322 
 
 Harper's Ferry Flacj, Quite a Safe Place for the588 
 Hany Bumm, Cheers and a " Tiger" for. .. .192 
 Hatred of Southern Unionists to Southern 
 
 ^ Rebels 93 
 
 He was Too Big not to be a Soldier 258 
 
 Heart-Rending Scene 579 
 
 Hearts and Swords 599 
 
 Heavy Firing — No Casualties ; and Why ? . . .340 
 
 Helping a Soldier : a Point for Brownlow 469 
 
 Hercules-Africanus going to the War 202 
 
 Heroism of a Naval Engineer 387 
 
 " of Shennan, on the Battlefield of 
 Shiloh 253 
 
 Hiding their Infant Moses 538 
 
 Hiding the Flag : Female Artifice 36 
 
 His Discharge Confirmed by Heaven 482 
 
 His Favorite Flag for a Winding Sheet 378 
 
 His Knapsack told the Tale 223 
 
 History of a Sword 509 
 
 Hoax upon Rebel Sharpshooters 255 
 
 Hoisting the Flag on Independence Hall, by 
 
 President Lincoln 37 
 
 Holding the Hill— Valor of Burnside 290 
 
 Homage to the Flag by an Eagle 39 
 
 Home and the Battle-field 577 
 
 Home Scene in the Cradle of Rebellion 555 
 
 Honesty on the Battle-field 480 
 
 Honorable Commendation instead of Ignomin- 
 ious Death 425 
 
 Hooker and the Newspaper Con-espondents . .477 
 
 Hooker's Battle above the Clouds 311 
 
 " Magnificent War-Horse "Lookout,".465 
 
 Hoosier Straightforwardness 271 
 
 Hopeful Tackett — his Mark 177 
 
 Hopeless Cases 612 
 
 HoiTors of the Bull Run Battlc-fickL 323 
 
 Horse Incidents at Bull Run 499 
 
 Hostage Wanted for his Wife and Family. . . .623 
 Ilovey's brill't Charge — the Preacher's Regt..346 
 
 "How are you. Conscript 1 " 211 
 
 " How does he grow 'em "? " 157 
 
 How the Flag was planted at Vicksburg 306 
 
 How to Spike a Gun 470 
 
 How to take the Oath 615 
 
 Howard (Gen.) on the Wrong Side of the 
 
 Battle-field 338 
 
 Howard (Gen.), the Havelock of the War. . .629 
 Howe, the little Drummer-Boy in the Fifty- 
 ninth Blinois 235 
 
 Humphrey's Deadly Charge at Fredei-icksb'g.288 
 
 Hurrah for the Gunspiker 314 
 
 HuiTahs for Jeft'. Davis in the Wrong Place . . .34 
 
 I. 
 
 " / am proud to Die for my Country." 540 
 
 "Hikes de Job." 169 
 
 " I told you I would do it," 288 
 
 Ignoble end of a Washington 341 
 
 " I'll do it, tell Gen. Grant ! " 248 
 
 Illinois Eighth Regime^;, Fresh Pork for the.466 
 
 " Fifty-ninth's little Drummer Boy 235 
 
 " Ninetieth, Girl-Boy Soldier in the 567 
 
 *" Sixteenth's Regim'tal Clothes- Washer. 205 
 " Twentj'-seventh's Happy Burial Occas'n506 
 
 Important Witness on the Stand 1 53 
 
 Impositions upon Furloughed Men 432 
 
 Impressive Sight aboard Ship on Sunday 381 
 
 Improving on Acquaintance 554 
 
 Impromptu Enforcement of Discipline 423 
 
 In and out of the Vicksburg Caves 606 
 
 In Bed with a Shell— Lively Times 499 
 
 Inability to furnish Supplies to both Armies.. 477 
 
698 
 
 INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS, 
 
 Incident of the Battle of Fredericksburg 547 
 
 Incident of the 119th New York Regiment. ..280 
 
 Independent Southern Girls 567 
 
 Indiana 16th — Capture of the Texas Flag. . .312 
 Indiana Volunteer Ninety-two Years Old. . . .196 
 Ingenuity of a Yankee Wife in getting a Pass, AX'S 
 
 Instance of Loyalty in Virginia 551 
 
 Interceding for her Father : Elizabeth Self and 
 
 Jeff. Davis 134 
 
 Interesting Contribution to a Sanitary Fair. ..620 
 " Historical Episode, Civil and Mili- 
 tary 79 
 
 Interesting Scrap of History 144 
 
 Interview at the Libby, between Morgan and 
 
 Neal Dow 551 
 
 Interview of a Canadian Editor with Presi- 
 dent Lincoln 489 
 
 Intrepid Conduct of Two Drummer Boys 338 
 
 Investigation by General Butler into General 
 
 Phelps's Insanity 142 
 
 Iowa and Texas — Terrible Encounter 239 
 
 Iowa Cavalry : Swearing-in a Cook 447 
 
 lowan Soldier's Good Luck 469 
 
 Ira's Wife and his Breeches 165 
 
 Irish Logic concerning " Shmall Arms." 430 
 
 Irish Military Imagination 125 
 
 " Ironsides," BilHards on board the 371 
 
 Island No. 10, Eobcrts's Half-Hour at 358 
 
 Is the Colonel at Home ? 230 
 
 It xvas the baby that did it ! 217 
 
 I've Enlisted, Sir 191 
 
 J. 
 
 Jackson's Famous " Union " Toast 23 
 
 Jeb Stuart playing Orderly to Gen. Buford. . . 543 
 Jeff. Davis's Fellow Citizens in Mississippi, 
 
 Loyalty of one of 82 
 
 Jeff. Davis's Northern Present 133 
 
 " " Trap for Grant 274 
 
 Jenkins's (Gen.) Mode of Parolling Deserters. 159 
 
 " " Visit at a Penn. Editor's 461 
 
 Jerry the Genius looking through General 
 
 Palmer's Spy-Glass 591 
 
 Jim Morgan and tlie New Recruit 169 
 
 Joe Guild, Arrest of, by Col. Myers 64 
 
 Joe Johnston's Wiiipping at Resaca 326 
 
 Joe Parsons's " little faTOr" from a Rebel ., ,242 
 
 John Bell's Tennessee Iron Works 103 
 
 John Letchei"'s Views on a Personal Subject. 138 
 
 John Minor Botts between Two Fires 132 
 
 John Morgan and Mr. Clay's Horses 488 
 
 John Quincy Adams Foretelling the Future to 
 
 Mr. Calhoun ' 1 23 
 
 John Wells's " Idee" as to Splitt'g the Unionll5 
 
 Johnnie and Yank at a Trade 485 
 
 Johnson (Andy) and the Clerical Secessionist.. 89 
 " (Gov.) and his Supplement to one of 
 
 Lorenzo Dow's Stories 48 
 
 Joke of Pres. Lincoln on Secretary Chase. . .465 
 
 Judge Baldwin Soliciting a Pass 431 
 
 " G.'s Idea of the Rebellion 64 
 
 Just like Jack 368 
 
 Just the kind of Arms a Quaker could bear. . . . 206 
 
 Justice surviving Clemency 646 
 
 Juvenile Political Sentiments 137 
 
 K. 
 
 Kane's Door, Banks's Morn. Call at Marshal.. 53 ' 
 
 Kearny, the " One-Arm Devil," 318 
 
 Kearsarge and Alabama Combat. . .■ 365 
 
 Kentucky, Gen. Schoepf's Bank'g Operat's in.469 
 
 Kentucky Girl's Sj>irit 538 
 
 " Provisional Gov't on an Excursion. .41 
 
 Kentucky's Joan d' Arc 525 
 
 Kilpatrick's Battle-Flag at Hagerstown 247 
 
 Kind o' wanted to be in the Front 332 
 
 Knotty Argument for Sece^ion Ladies 116 
 
 L. 
 
 Laconic Hint to a Pilot by Gen. Butler 374 
 
 Lander (Gen.) and the Bible 557 
 
 Lane (Senator) and the Stage Driver Ill 
 
 Last Day's Incidents in the President's Life. .633 
 
 Last Gun of tlie Cumberland 352 
 
 Last Message to liis Father 444 
 
 Last Thoughts of the Dying Boy-Soldier 562 
 
 Laughable Arrest of Colonel II. by two Young 
 
 Ladies 538 
 
 " Leatherbreeches " in the Federal Service. . .322 
 
 Leave of Absence for a Novel Reason 436 
 
 Leave-Taking at the Station 604 
 
 Lee's Great Aj-my SuiTendered and the Rebel- 
 lion in its Final Gasp 346 
 
 " Lee's Miserables," 561 
 
 Leesburg, Black — the Scotch Deserter at. ... 177 
 
 Leesburg, By-Scene at the Battle of. 286 
 
 Left to Dine Alone 108 
 
 Legislative Scene for a Painter 125 
 
 Lending to the Government 462 
 
 Length of the War according to Floridan 
 
 Chronology 143 
 
 Letcher's (John) Views on a Personal Subjectl38 
 Letter of Sympathy from a Union Soldier to a 
 
 Confederate Officer's Betrothed 626 
 
 Letter to Eight Young Ladies from a Soldier. .503 
 
 Letting them judge by the Tunes 109 
 
 Libby Prison, Escape from, through a Young 
 
 Lady's Intervention 585 
 
 Lieutenant Davis's Delicate Little Task 263 
 
 " 's Perfumed Breath 478 
 
 Life of Lincoln -vvTitten by himself 654 
 
 Lillybridge (Annie) and Lieut. W 621 
 
 Lincoln, Conversation mth, on his Threatened 
 
 Assassination 640 
 
 Lincoln, Deathbed Scene of 635 
 
 Lincoln's Message, Curiosity of Reb. Soldiers 
 
 to hear 131 
 
 Lincoln's Moderate Ideas of a Competency. .513 
 
INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS, 
 
 699 
 
 Literal Interpretation of North 'n Sympathy by 
 
 a Rebel General 32 
 
 Literal " Stump" Speech of a Soldier 116 
 
 Little overweighted with Cold Lead 546 
 
 Lizzie's Mark on the Handkerchief. 566 
 
 Logic of Sugar and Cdffee 501 
 
 Long Table-Cloths for Southern Cavalrymen.308 
 
 Longstreet's Instant Detection of a Spy 283 
 
 Looking after a Soldier's Wife 603 
 
 Looking out for Hospital Accommodations 556 
 
 Lost Mountain, Waving the Stars and Stripes 
 
 from the Summit of. 303 
 
 •Louisiana Cotton Burners 453 
 
 Love and Treason 529 
 
 Love- Greetings to the Soldiers 567 
 
 Loved the Old Flag still 296 
 
 Loyal Breeze from Port Hudson 112 
 
 " Demonstration with a Crutch 90 
 
 Loyalty and Abolitionism supposed Synonymous 579 
 Loyalty of one of Jeff. Davis's Fellow Citizens 
 
 in Mississippi 82 
 
 Lucky Moment on hoard the Pirate Sumter. .373 
 
 Lyon, Baker, Ellsworth — a Brave Trio 520 
 
 Lyon (Gen.) leading his Charge at Springfi'd585 
 Lyon's Bravery and Sacrifice 224 
 
 ST. 
 
 Magic of Washington's Name 120 
 
 Magruder Shaiing his Liquor 449 
 
 Maiden Loveliness at Cidpepper f. 571 
 
 Maiden, Wife, Volunteer, and Widow — Love 
 
 and Patriotism 161 
 
 Maine and Georgia : Behind the Trees 244 
 
 Maine and Maryland': Nuptials in Camp 535 
 
 Maine Ladies' " Doughnation." 492 
 
 Majer Downing on the " Merrymac," 355 
 
 Major Anderson and his Brave Little Compa- 
 ny leaving Fort Sumter 254 
 
 Major B. en route with the Spanish Widow . . 623 
 
 Making a Family Matter of it 164 
 
 Man of Experience — Sure 363 
 
 Manley (Anna), the Baltimore Heroine ^ . 528 
 
 Marian and her Brave Boy in Blue 159 
 
 " Mark Time !'" — Gen. Nelson in a Fix 402 
 
 Marriage Scene in the Army of the Potomac. .592 
 
 Married Applicants for Exemption 183 
 
 Marshall's Demijohn Drill 424 
 
 Mary Birkitt and her 2,000,000 Percuss'n Caps497 
 
 Maryland, Confederate Notes in 68 
 
 " Queer Drafting Scene in 195 
 
 Maryland Slaveholder driving his Slaves to 
 
 the Recruiting Officer 206 
 
 Massachusetts and So. Carolina pitted against 
 
 ■ each other in Battle 322 
 
 Massachusetts Minute Men 72 
 
 " 23d Regiment's Drummer Boy267 
 
 Master and Servant meeting in a Strange Placel 49 
 
 Material for the Novelist's Pen 524 
 
 Material of which " Mudsill " Regiments are 
 made up 466 
 
 Maternal Love and Patriotic Duty 215 
 
 Matrimonial Army Advertisements : Hint to 
 
 Romantic Young Ladies 575 
 
 Matronly Opinion of " Corduroy," 420 
 
 McClellan and Darkey John 439 
 
 " Dismounting to the Guard 410 
 
 McCook's Pass for Old Buz 417 
 
 McCulloch and Joe Baxter 590 
 
 McPherson(Gen.), Devotion of a Private to. .330 
 
 McPherson's Noble Career, Close of 253 
 
 Meade and " Ale," 594 
 
 Meade and Grant in Consultation before 
 
 Richmond 256 
 
 Meade and Polk (Bishops) in Consultation. .260 
 Medicinal Properties of Blankets gloriously 
 
 Illustrated 530 
 
 Melancholy End of Johnson the Deserter. . . .214 
 Memorable Intei-\iew at the White House. . .148 
 
 Mending a Faulty Pass 437 
 
 Merited Rebuke ofoa Secessionist by General 
 
 Dumont 60 
 
 Merriment in the Wrong Place 544 
 
 Michigan 8th— Frank, the Pretty Bugler of the&22 
 
 Midnight Charge of the Mule Brigade 279 
 
 Mighty Big Risk 333 
 
 Milesian's (A) Plucky Defence of the Flag. .343 
 
 Military Etiquette jh, 435 
 
 Military Monomania of a Brooklyn Girl 520 
 
 Military Notation according toPrcs. Lincoln. 258 
 
 Milk with Accompaniments 450 
 
 Minister Cameron and his German- Africanus . .42 
 " Faulkner and the Emperor Napoleon 
 
 on Secession 129 
 
 Minnesota Regiment, Wilkinson's Veteran.. . .58 
 
 Minty's Bloody Sabre Charge 304 
 
 Minute Men of Mass. : 1775 and 1861 72 
 
 Misfortunes of a Cotton Speculator 471 
 
 Miss Captain Taylor of the First Tennessee, ..544 
 
 Miss Clemmie's Album 630 
 
 Miss Lee and the Yankee Corporal 582 
 
 Miss Major Cushman among her Captors 549 
 
 Miss 's copy of Byron, and the Reb. Sergt. 519 
 
 Missing their Booty 254 
 
 Mission Ridge Crest, Planting the Flag at.. . .221 
 " Mississippi," Scenes on board the Steamer.357 
 Mississippi, Witnessing and Dying for the 
 
 Truth in 1 20 
 
 Miss. Sqixadron saved by Bailey's Dam 376 
 
 Missouri, Bright Girls in 604 
 
 Missouri, One of Bill Myers's Capers in 306 
 
 Mistook the Genus 561 
 
 Mistook his Man 88 
 
 Moderate Ideas of a Competency 513 
 
 Mohican, Sailing into the Jaws of the 370 
 
 Money Could Not Buy his Vote 132 
 
 Montgomery's Ride into the Hampton Le- 
 gion's Nest 262 
 
 " More Brains, Lord ! " 31 
 
 More than a Match against Six 284 
 
 Morgan, John, and Mr. Clay's Horses 488 
 
700 
 
 INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS. 
 
 Morgan ! Morgan ! 244 
 
 Morning Call at Marshal Kane's Door 53 
 
 Mon-is Island— Very Obliging Picket 280 
 
 Mose Brvan paying his Kespects to General 
 
 Buruside 578 
 
 Mother {A) puts out the eyes of her own son, to 
 
 keep him from the War 1 88 
 
 Mother-Corporal on a Ten Days' Furlough. . . .411 
 Mower's Successful Trick upon the Rebel 
 
 Despatch-Bearer 325 
 
 " Mr. and Mrs. Grant." 554 
 
 Mr. Beeclier's Case of Muskets for the South.405 
 
 Mr. Cass's Backbone 139 
 
 " Mr. Lincoln Forgot It" 135 
 
 Ml'. Lincoln, Original Cons'acy to Assassinate. 95 
 
 Mr. Richardson Initiating his Escape 584 
 
 Mr. S., the Countr}Tnan, and his Substitute. .193 
 Mrs. Belmont's Concert for the Sanitary Com. .587 
 
 Mrs. Browndl, the Heroine of Newhern 268 
 
 Mrs. Douglas's Noble Resistance to Southern 
 
 Persuasion 536 
 
 Mrs. Partington on the New ]\Iilitary Crop. . .461 
 
 Mrs. Polk defining her Political Position 144 
 
 Mrs. Reynolds' App't as a Major in the A7-my.268 
 
 Mis. Smith's Husband to be Exchanged 187 
 
 Mrs. Wade, the Loyal Bread-Baker at Gettysb.5Q8 
 
 " Mudsill^' on the Sacred Soil 114 
 
 Music in me Hospital 527 
 
 " Mustered In," 71 
 
 Mutability of Public Reputation : Banks's Re- 
 ply to a Boston Lady 143 
 
 My Bold Soldier Boy 597 
 
 My Gift to my Country ' 188 
 
 My Mary Ann 604 
 
 My Mother's Hand 627 
 
 My Son ! Has he Come ? 539 
 
 N. 
 Napoleon on "French Youngsters" in the 
 
 Federal Army 49 
 
 Nasby's Reasons why he should not be Draft'd2 1 1 
 
 Nashville Ladies icorking the Card 557 
 
 National Oath of Allegiance according to 
 
 Southern Honor 74 
 
 Nature in Council upon the Union 127 
 
 Negley (Gen.j, Hard on 431 
 
 Negro Rifleman brought down at Yorktown..319 
 
 " Nellie," the brave Battle-IIorsc 500 
 
 Nelson's (Gen. J Half-Hour's Experience with 
 
 a Pedlcr 459 
 
 Nelson's ( Gen. ) Tragical Encounter with Gen. 
 
 Davis 413 
 
 Nerving his Hand One Instant More 243 
 
 Nervous Customer in the Red-Tape Dep't 172 
 
 Neutral Cornfield before Petersburg 325 
 
 New Jersey Twentyfourth : Fannie and Nellie.lTO 
 
 New Orleans Flag Presentation 94 
 
 Neio Orleans .Tudge, Amours of a 552 
 
 New Orleans, Shameful Tyranny of Butler in495 
 
 Neio York Ball-room Badge of Treason Ill 
 
 " " 119th Regt., Incident of the 280 
 
 Neiu York Scene in the Park Barracks 596 
 
 Newbern, "Aunt Charlotte" — the Old Cook at 507 
 
 Newbern, Mrs. Brownell — the Heroine of. 268 
 
 New-comer into Camp . . . i 408 
 
 " Newport News," 102 
 
 Newspaporial Forestalling of Dying Senti- 
 ments, etc 467 
 
 No Appeal Left 183 
 
 No Calculation of that Sort by Grant 321 
 
 No Dead Cavalry Men 280 
 
 No Fancy for Salt Pork, Hard Tack and 
 
 Minie Bullets 162 
 
 No Heart in the Cause 1 54 
 
 No I^etterfrom his Sweetheart for nearly a year495 
 
 No Passes to Official Speculators 425 
 
 No Quarter — the Black Flag 293 
 
 No Respect for the Tender Passion 278 
 
 No Title of " Soldier" given to the Devil... .209 
 No Wickedn's like the Wickedn's of a Woman5^7 
 Noble Greeting by a Loyal Southerner to a 
 
 Green Mountain Boy 67 
 
 Noble Words and Acts of a Slavernaster 175 
 
 Non-Combatant — but a Tough One 78 
 
 Northern Instructors of Southern Teachers 81 
 
 " Muscle and Southern Chivalry 283 
 
 " Present to Jefferson Davis 133 
 
 " Schoolma'ms in Gaorgia 611 
 
 Not a single General on the Battle-field 223 
 
 Not a Star Obscured 352 
 
 Not " Jeff." but " Geoffrey " Davis 24 
 
 Not Yankees but AVolford's Cavalry 308 
 
 Nothing agin the Old Flag 128 
 
 " lost by True Courage 248 
 
 Nuptials in Camp: Maine and Maryland. . . .535 
 
 Oath-Taking in St. Louis 115 
 
 Obeying Orders in his Own Way 412 
 
 Object of the War on the Rebel Side 141 
 
 Objej."t of the War on the L^nion Side 141 
 
 Official Farewell to Gen. Scott 124 
 
 Official Likeness of President Lincoln 514 
 
 Ojf-hand Eloquence of a Rough Cavalryman . . 598 
 
 " Oh, for Four Regiments ! " 265 
 
 Ohio Battle-Flag in the hands of a Bishop. . . .81 
 
 Ohio Eighth Blazing Away 294 
 
 Ohio Toll-gate Keeper's Talk with Vardig'm.48 
 
 Old Abe fixing the Responsibility 592 
 
 Old Abe hardiip for a Joke for once 43 
 
 Old " Cotton Beard" and his Girls 108 
 
 Old Hannah and the Restored Soldier 574 
 
 Old Hickory's Three Swords and Three In- ^ 
 
 junctions 110 
 
 " Old Ironsides," Glorious Success of General 
 
 Butler in Saving 360 
 
 Old Magrader Sharing his Liquor 449 
 
 Old Men Turning-out when Eng. Pitches-in..l58 
 
INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS. 
 
 701 
 
 Old Rosy, and not Old Pap ; 333 
 
 " 014 Sortie," the Rebel General 502 
 
 Old Zack and his Son-in-Law 119 
 
 " O'Meara is Dead ! " 298 
 
 On the Road to Dixie 105 
 
 One Day before the Battle : Last Talk of 
 
 Johnston with his Generals 300 
 
 One Man's Service to his Country 486 
 
 One Obscui-e Patriot Baffling a AVTiole Rebel 
 
 Aimy 231 
 
 One of Bill Myers's Capers in Missouri 306 
 
 One of the Best 443 
 
 One of the ^Most Brilliant Achievements 269 
 
 One of the Things to be Done 62 
 
 Orders on the Battle-field 438 
 
 Original Conspiracy to Assassinate Lincoln. . .95 
 
 Other Side of the Case 104 
 
 Oui' dear old Flag never touched the Ground. 240 
 
 Our Generals among the Ballets 331 
 
 Out of Ammunition for a Time 243 
 
 Outflanked for Once 438 
 
 Overtaken at Last J494 
 
 Owen's (Col.) Squad Drill 407 
 
 Owning-up 314 
 
 P. 
 
 Paid liis Assessment on the Spot 456 
 
 Paine's ( Gen.) Conversation ivitli the Wife of a 
 
 Secessionist 122 
 
 Palmer to Pope : Failed to Hold his Position.270 
 Pamphlet of Jokes in the coi'ner of Mr. Lin- 
 coln's Desk 645 
 
 Parson Bro^vnlow Expressing his Sentiments 
 
 in Jail 67 
 
 Parson Brownlow prefers the 'Direct' Route to 
 
 Hell 125 
 
 Parting and Singular Meeting of Two "War 
 
 Con-espondents 499 
 
 Password as unders'd by the German Guard. 423 
 
 Pftt's Compliments to "Desarters," 197 
 
 Patience of Mr. Lincoln tried too Far 640 
 
 Pathetic Otfering of Genius to the Dead.- 629 
 
 Patriotism of the Rarest End. . - 72 
 
 Pay-Day in tJie Future -.498 
 
 Paying his Penalty — Cash Down 404 
 
 Paj-ing to have a hand in the Fight 341 
 
 Pea-Ridge, Bo^\^e-Knife Conflict at Battle of.. 31 8 
 
 Pea Ridge, Bravo for 328 
 
 Peculiar Question of Bounty 201 
 
 Peabody, George, Repudiating the Rebel 
 
 Commissioner. . , 126 
 
 Peggie McHue who whipped Gen. Cheatham426 
 
 Pelicans vs. Eagles 88 
 
 Pemberton's Question about Grant answered. 344 
 Pen with which the Emancipation Proclama- 
 tion was Signed 113 
 
 Peninsula Battles — Duel on Horseback 224 
 
 Penn. Editor's, Visit of Gen. Jenkins at a. . .461 
 Pensacola Wedding-Table Flag 566 
 
 Perils of Correspondents 488 
 
 Petersburg, Fight for the Flag at 330 
 
 " Neutral Cornfield 325 
 
 Pettigru's Description of South Carolina . . . . 74 
 
 Phil. Sheridan at Stone River 293 
 
 Phillips, the Hoary Old Bloodhound 265 
 
 " Physical Disability" exempting from the Draft 
 
 and Something Else 593 
 
 Picket Repartee at Vicksburg 335 
 
 Pickets, Shaken down among the 412 
 
 Pictorial Humoi-s of the War 375 
 
 Pictures of Mrs. Major P. and her Boy 610 
 
 Pittsburg Landing — Skulking and Fom'th of 
 
 July Speeches 250 
 
 Place for the Watch in Battle 384 
 
 Planting the Flag on Mission Ridge Cr^t. . .221 
 
 Pleasant little Trade iflR . . . 369 
 
 Pleasant Hoax all Round 363 
 
 Pocket-full of Coin ready for Delivery 646 
 
 Pointed Rebuke from a Soldier's Death-bed. .568 
 
 Political Courtesies at the White House 55 
 
 Political Dialogue in Camp 132 
 
 Political Rendering of Hamlet 56 
 
 Polk (Col.), and Sanders the Refugee 100 
 
 Polk {Mrs.) Defining her Political Position. . .144 
 Polk, the Rev. Gen., in the Tightest Place.. .345 
 
 Polly's Baby 646 
 
 Poor Bragg and his Supposed Army 232 
 
 Poor Pat's Idea of the Tlung 137 
 
 Poorer Pay but Better Business 175 
 
 Port Hudson — Loyal Breeze 112 
 
 Port Royal Welcome to the Troops 94 
 
 Portable Iron- Clad Breastworks 236 
 
 Porter's Big Scare 361 
 
 Potomac Army Marriage- Scene 592 
 
 Power of the Tender Passion on a Union Lieut.602 
 
 Prayei'-Books and Scalping Knives 494 
 
 Prayers for the Pres. by a Dying Soldier 257 
 
 Preaching the Sword and Using It 124 
 
 Predict'n of Beckerdite, the Soutli'n 'Prophet,'83 
 
 Prefen-ed to Die in the Field 292 
 
 Present of a TiirkeiM^ Gen. Sedgwick 474 
 
 Presentation to a Brave Woman 373 
 
 Pres. Lincoln at the Play of Macbeth 134 
 
 Pres. Lincoln Forgetting his Usual Courtesy 55 
 
 Pres. Lincoln Hoisting the American Flag at 
 
 Independence Hall 37 
 
 President Lincoln, Last Day's Incidents in the 
 
 Life of .' 633 
 
 Pres. Lincoln Mending a Faulty Pass 437 
 
 President Lincoln treating the Riclimond 
 
 Commissioners to a little Stoiy 25 
 
 Pres. Lincoln, Widow Shultz's Appeal to 434 
 
 Pres. Lincoln's Conversation on his Threaten- 
 ed Assassination 640 
 
 President Lincoln's Deathbed Scene 635 
 
 President Lincoln's First Dollar 658 
 
 President Lincoln's Interview with a Canadian 
 
 Editor 489 
 
 # 
 
702 
 
 INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS, 
 
 President Lincoln's Joke on Sec'y Chase 465 
 
 Pres. Lincoln's Life, written by himself. 654 
 
 Pres. Lincoln's Message, Curiosity of Rebel 
 
 Soldiers to hear 131 
 
 President Lincoln's Military Notation 258 
 
 President Lincoln's Official Likeness 514 
 
 President Lincoln's Presidential Prospects. . . .42 
 President Lincoln's Representative Recruit. . .191 
 President Washington's Summary Dealing 
 
 with Rebellion 118 
 
 Presidential Favor at last for Everybody 85 
 
 Pretty Widows and Imprisoned Lovers 628 
 
 Price and Van Dorn pitted against Rosccrans289 
 
 Price of Chivalry in Hard Cash 50 
 
 Private Notions and Public Laws 202 
 
 Private W- in Love and Luck 610 
 
 " Pro Fmtria" Pictures at the Soldiers' Fair. .548 
 
 Pro-Southern Dominie Delineated 65 
 
 Promises of Bravery in Advance 264 
 
 Prompt Administration of the Law 71 
 
 Prompt Settlement of a Claim 482 
 
 Proof Against Federal Gallantry 569 
 
 Prospective Value of the War 54 
 
 Protection under tlie Constitution 96 
 
 Provisional Gov't of Ky. on an Excursion. . . .41 
 
 Public Opinion Baths 644 
 
 Pumpkin Pie Story of Lieut. Wichfield and 
 
 Gen. Grant 463 
 
 Purging the Prayer Book 121 
 
 Putting 'em through a Course of Sprouts 52 
 
 Putting him through the Discipline 403 
 
 Putting his Hand to the Roll 181 
 
 Puzzling a Draft Commissioner 194 
 
 Q. 
 
 Quality of Secessionist Oaths 150 
 
 Queer Drafting Scene in Maryland 195 
 
 Question in Infantry Practice 488 
 
 Questions and Replies: "Nothing agin the 
 
 Old Flag," 76 
 
 Qufd Pro Quo 190 
 
 Quite a Safe Place for the leper's Ferry Flag588 
 Quite the Youngest Recruit for Uncle Sam 185 
 
 B. 
 
 Racy Conversation hetiveen Mrs. Polk and Gen. 
 
 Mitchell on " the Situation," 544 
 
 Ragged Tcxans : Boots and Booty 302 
 
 Raising the Flag 63 
 
 Rallying again for the Battle 247 
 
 Rare Page in Woman's History 543 
 
 Rare Trick upon a War Correspondent 476 
 
 Rather be a Soldier's Widow than a Coward's 
 
 Wife 620 
 
 Rather Doubtful Allegiance 154 
 
 Rather too Spunky for them 390 
 
 Ratifying the Ordinance — Startling Scene. . . .78 
 
 Raw Captains 408 
 
 Raw Recruits on Camp Guard 273 
 
 Reading the Amnesty Proclamation at Buz- 
 zard's Roost » . 124 
 
 Ready Mode of meeting Difficulties by Gen. 
 
 Butler 429 
 
 Real and Artificial Cock-Tails 486 
 
 Rebuff to a Trafficker in Exemption Papers ..194 
 Reception of tlie Rebel Commissioner in 
 
 London by Mr. Bates 25 
 
 Record of a Loyal Family : Five Martyr Sons576 
 
 Recruiting Extraordinary 196 
 
 Red River, Brilliant Strategy of General 
 
 Smith at 312 
 
 Red, White and Blue, — God's Flag 545 
 
 Redfield's Stolen March 233 
 
 Re-enlisting, but on a Different Side 201 
 
 Refusal to Receive Pay for Fighting for his 
 
 Country 468 
 
 Refusing to Volunteer in the Rebel Army 106 
 
 Regimental Clothes-Washer for the \(>th Illin's.205 
 Reinforcement of Fort Pickens — How it was 
 
 Done 395 
 
 Rffiable Infonnation 465 
 
 Relieved through the Mercy of Death 581 
 
 Remember Fort Pillow ! 305 ^ 
 
 Reporters on a Bender 480 
 
 Reporting at the Front. 300 
 
 Representative Recruit for Pres. Lincoln, .... 191 
 
 Rcsaca, Joe Johnston's Whipping at 326 
 
 Retort Courteous from an American in Paiis 
 
 to M. Thouvenel 73 
 
 Revenge upon a Goose for Hissing at the Na- 
 tional Air 447 
 
 Reward of a Speech after Fifteen Years from 
 
 its Delivery 643 
 
 Reynolds' (Mrs.) Ap't as a Major in the Army268 
 
 Rice ( Gen.) to his Mother 615 
 
 Rich by Shoddy Contracts 490 
 
 Richardson Initiating his Escape 584 
 
 Richmond, Genls. Grant and Meade in Con- 
 sultation before 256 
 
 Richmond War News Wanted 465 
 
 Rigging up a 'Long Tom' out of Billy Luly. 386 
 Right kind of Gov't to be established Down 
 
 South 87 
 
 Right Word in the Right Place 539 
 
 River Devils for carrying on the War 383 
 
 River Steamers and Yankee Pilots 369 
 
 Robbery by Mistake 594 
 
 Roberts's Half-Hour's Visit at Island No. 10.358 
 
 Rockafellow's Right Arm left still 285 
 
 Roiled because he could not Fight 187 
 
 Romantic Adventure of a Tcnn. Loyalist 98 
 
 "Root Hog or Die" — Music hath Charms 242 
 
 Rosecrans, and Pat's Furlo' 411 
 
 Rosecrans and Vallandigham coming to an 
 
 Understanding 138 
 
 Rosecrans— Price and Van Dorn pitted ag'st.289 
 Rosecrans's Orderly Sergeant Delivered of a 
 Baby in Camp 554 
 
INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS. 
 
 703 
 
 Rosseau's First Step towards making Loyal 
 
 Men of Eebels 63 
 
 Rubbing it in — Scene in the Park Barr'ks, N. y.596 
 Running an Engine in the Confed. Service.. .454 
 Ruse to obtain a Furlough 406 
 
 S. 
 
 Sad Result of Patriotic Courage in a Youth. 169 
 
 Saddling to Suit the Route 513 
 
 Safe Across the River 255 
 
 Sailing into the Jaws of the Mohican 370 
 
 Sailors and Sweethearts on the Ohio 387 
 
 Samaritanism of the Genuine Type 534 
 
 Same old Planter's Crochet 119 
 
 Saved a Comrade's Life but Lost his Own. . .297 
 
 Scarcely Seventeen Years but a Heroine 582 
 
 Scared before being Hurt 364 
 
 Scene at Port Warren : Exit of Mason and 
 
 SHdell 133 
 
 Scene in the President's Room, the Evening 
 
 preceding the First Proclamation for Troops. 29 
 Scene of Domestic Sadn's : Woman's Firnm's.20O 
 Schaeffer and Ould at a Joke — Cities Built 
 
 and in Embryo. 69 
 
 Schoepf's (Gen.) P.inking Operations in Ky.469 
 Scott (General), Command of the Virginia 
 
 Forces Tendered to 71 
 
 Scott's Plan of the War 232 
 
 Scouting the Doctrine that Majorities are to 
 
 Rule 84 
 
 Secesh Taming 97 
 
 Secession Damsels and Federal Foragers 460 
 
 Second Reflection in the Looking Glass 648 
 
 Secret of the Unanimous Vote in the Senate. .49 
 Sec'y Stanton and Gen. Butler on an Official 
 
 Point 436 
 
 Sedgwick's Present of a Turkey 474 
 
 Seeking a Naval Appointment 375 
 
 Semmes outwitting the*Vanderbilt 379 
 
 Senator Douglas's Last Message to his Sons.. 127 
 
 Senator Lane and the Stage Diiver Ill 
 
 Senor B. and the Confed. Brigadier's Daughter609 
 
 Sentiments of a Dying Soldier 53 
 
 Sentry Encounter with a " Regular," 402 
 
 Sergeant Davis's Tender Beef 453 
 
 Serious Indisposition of Two Uncles 431 
 
 Settlinj an Irish Volunteer Case 166 
 
 Seven Rebels captured by One Fed 314 
 
 " Shackasses " just at the Right Moment 244 
 
 Shaken-Down among the Pickets 412 
 
 Shaking Hands in the Middle of tha River.. .283 
 
 Shaky Abutments 74 
 
 "Shameful Tyranny" of Butler in N. Orleans.495 
 
 Sharing Gen. Magruder's Table 478 
 
 Sharp Practice among Volunteers 210 
 
 Sharp Practice of Confederate Cruisers • in 
 
 English Waters 381 
 
 She Loved a Soldier Lad 580 
 
 Shenandoah, Flight from the 505 
 
 Sheridan and the Moonlight Picture 280 
 
 Sheridan at Stone River 289 
 
 Sheridan Riding to the Front 315 
 
 Sherman Outflanked for Once 438 
 
 Sherman Watching the Capture of Fort Mc- 
 Allister 295 
 
 Sherman's Absence of Mind 589 
 
 Sherman's Courage before the Enemy 2/4 
 
 Sherman's Heroism on Battle-field of Shiloh.253 
 
 Shoe-Raid by Gen. Wadsworth 458 
 
 Shotted Salute at Midnight from Grant to Lee324 
 
 Shultz's Timely Discovery '. .512 
 
 Sickness after Furlough 427 
 
 Signaling for Sherman 392 
 
 Silence of a Drummer-Boy before the Flag. .240 
 
 Silk-Petticoats — Southern Fashion 497 
 
 Simple but Eftective Point taken by Mr. Lin- 
 coln in a Capital Case 654 
 
 Sinking tlie Albemarle Ram in the bottom of 
 
 the Roanoke 371 
 
 Sir Frederick's Question Answered 651 
 
 Six Generals waiting to Receive^ Battle 335 
 
 Sixteen Brothers in One Regiment 205 
 
 Sixth 3Iassachusetts Regiment's Daughter 535 
 
 Skull-bone Memento kept by a Lady 619 
 
 Slave Insurrection Foiled by Union Generals. . 76 
 
 Sleeper's Saucy Battery 311 
 
 Slidell's Consolation 131 
 
 Smith's Brilliant Strategy at Red River 312 
 
 Smuggling "the critter' into Camp 483 
 
 Snake-Hunter's Style of Drill 406 
 
 Snaked Away and Drummed In 213 
 
 Sold ! 404 
 
 Sold by his Intended Victim 218 
 
 Soldier Mechanics 509 
 
 Soldiers' Offering at the Grave of Washington 
 
 Iiwing 556 
 
 Sole Condition for Re-enlisting 176 
 
 Solemn Scene at Midnight 31 
 
 Solitary and Alone in Favor of Grant 655 
 
 Solution of a Problem Peculiarly Southern. 569 
 
 Some Mistake in the Card 24 
 
 Something to Cogitate Upon 1 64 
 
 Song of Patriotism in the Forest 288 
 
 Sources of Merriment 269 
 
 South Carolina, Circulation of Union Procla- 
 mations in 109 
 
 South Carolina Described by Judge Pettigru...74 
 South Carolina Union Men Safe in Jackson's 
 
 Day 121 
 
 Southern Black-Horse Guards and Yankee 
 
 Fire-Zouaves 238 
 
 Southern Female Chivalry 571 
 
 Southern War Widows 603 
 
 Special Aid to General Hunter 567 
 
 Specimen of Ninth Corps Discipline 470 
 
 Speedy Realization of an Angry Wish 525 
 
 Spirit of a Kentucky Girl 538 
 
 Spirited Fight between Two Girls at Church. . . 593 
 
704 
 
 INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS, 
 
 * Spiritual' Revelations on the Conduct of the 
 War 50 
 
 Splendid Service in a Bad Cause 276 
 
 Springfield, Capital Ruse to Save 267 
 
 Sprinkling Blood in the Face of the Nation. . .88 
 
 St. Louis Oath-Taking 115 
 
 Stanton and tlie " Old General," 149 
 
 Stanton's First Meeting with Cabinet Trai#rs34 
 
 Startling Adventure of Gen. Birney 234 
 
 Stating it Just Right 286 
 
 Stating the Exact Alternative 126 
 
 Steedman taking the Flag 35 7 
 
 Stewart (Gen.) too Late to Dinner 464 
 
 Sticking to the Original Order 426 
 
 Stone River, Phil. Slieridan at 293 
 
 Stonewall Jackson's Enl't in the Union Army 183 
 
 Strange Blotch on Calhoun's Right Hand 39 
 
 Stray Leaf in the Vicksburg Campaign 225 
 
 " Strictly Confidential," 502 
 
 Strong (Capt.) Delivering his Revolvers 259 
 
 Strong Case of Conscience 175 
 
 Strong Professional Illustration 271 
 
 Style of Clearing ofT a Table by Gen. Butler.482 
 Substit'c Broker Sold : Indians for the Armyl80 
 
 Such a Sight as Thrills the Nerves 130 
 
 Sue Munday, the Female Guerrilla 596 
 
 Sumter, Unfortunate Absence at the Siege of.lOl 
 Sumter (Pirate), Lucky Moment on board the373 
 Sunk with the Stars and Stripes still Waving362 
 
 Supper for All — Woman's Goodness 578 
 
 " Swamp Angel " Incident.' 480 
 
 Swear liini in and let him go ! 114 
 
 Swearing-in a Cook for the 1st Iowa Cavalry. 447 
 Sweet Seventeen Overliauliny the Secessionists . .541 
 Sweet Sixteen on the Mtde side, and a 'Darling' 
 
 too 209 
 
 Sweetness of Secession Female Temper. 599 
 
 T. 
 
 Table-Turning at the Recniiting Office 171 
 
 Tableau Political 117 
 
 Taken in and done for 160 
 
 Taking a Hint 380 
 
 Taking his Choice 140 
 
 Talk with a Pretty Secession Miss 522 
 
 Tapping the Telegraph Wires 477 
 
 Tarpaulin Raking a Traitor Fore and Aft. . .351 
 Tender Burial of a Union Drummer-Boij by 
 
 Two Girls 522 
 
 Tender in Years but strong in Devotion to his 
 
 Country 207 
 
 Tenderness of the President towards the Lowly. 217 
 
 Tennessee, Fight with the Iron Monster 385 
 
 Tennessee Loyalist's Romantic Adventure 98 
 
 Tenth of May at Irwin rille 648 
 
 Terrible Encounter — Texas and Iowa 239 
 
 Terry's Colored Cook and his Shell 456 
 
 Tete-a-Tete with the Old Admiral 390 
 
 Texas Flay captured by the \&th Indiana 312 
 
 That Card from Willard's Hotel 49 
 
 That Dinner at Gen. Holt's 470 
 
 That Flay is Doubly Dear to me this Morning .'588 
 
 That Flag Presentation in New Orleans 94 
 
 That is my Brother ! .'j 1 9 
 
 The Day and the Event 394 
 
 The Last Battery in Lee's Army 659 
 
 Them and Theirs — not Us 99 
 
 They had heard of liim 73 
 
 Thirteen Battles and Three Flags 246 
 
 Thirty Tremendous Minutes 357 
 
 " Thpit on It," 228 
 
 Three German Flank Movements 486 
 
 Three Hundred Ladies with their Union Flags. 85 
 
 Three Noble Union Girls 626 
 
 Three Soldiers captured by a Boy witli a Cof- 
 fee Pot 337 
 
 Tigers and Treason 103 
 
 Tilden's Lucky Escape 342 
 
 Tilghman, the Rebel General, and his Motlicr. .556 
 
 To the Manor Born 93 
 
 Tod (Gov.), and tli^ Applicant for Fxempt'n. .185 
 
 Told the Truth at the Right Time 331 
 
 Tom Taylor's Flag of Truce 416 
 
 Too Brave a IMan to Disarm 264 
 
 Too Fond of Chestnuts 320 
 
 Toombs's Idea of Passports 426 
 
 Tough Time with a Mule 452 
 
 Tracing his Political Pedigree 87 
 
 Tracts vs. Pound Cahe 521 
 
 Ti-agedy of Ellsworth's Assassination 321 
 
 Tragical Death of General Baker 319 
 
 Tragical Encounter between Generals Nelson 
 
 and Davis 413 
 
 Traitor Generals conferring over the " Last 
 
 Ditch," .229 
 
 Transfer of 'President Davis's' Table Service657 
 
 Treason in an Unexpected Quarter 92 
 
 Treason's Badge in a New York Ball Poom ... 1 11 
 
 Treating his Guests to a good Drink 659 
 
 Treating them according to their Sympathies. .27 
 
 Tricks and Tactics in the Ranks 433 
 
 Tricks to Avoid Duty 428 
 
 Troubles of a Feminine "Secesh" 431 
 
 Two College-Mates Cols, in Opposing Armies229 
 
 Two Desertions — a Double Tragedy 158 
 
 Two Kings at the South 91 
 
 Two Made One: the Sergeant and the Daughter 
 
 of the Regiment 527 
 
 Two Noble Women Saving a Regiment 245 
 
 Two Things tbaf Sounded Alike 387 
 
 Tyler (Gen.), and his Staff, Escape of 251 
 
 Umbrellas in Military Service 368 
 
 Unacfjuainted with Politics 97 
 
 Uncle Sam's Mule Cleaners 445 
 
 Uncomfortably Warm Place for a Soldier. . . .286 
 
 Unconsciously a Hero 496 
 
 Under Lock and Key 655 
 
 Under the Star Spangled Banner 73 
 
INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS, 
 
 705 
 
 Unexpected Rebuff 142 
 
 Unfortunate Absence at the Siege of Fort 
 
 Sumter 101 
 
 Unintentional Trick tauglit by an Examining 
 
 Piiysician 186 
 
 Union Men safe in South Carolina in General 
 
 Jackson's Day 121 
 
 Unknown Lady Visitor at the JV, 0. Fleet .'?54 
 
 Unquestionably a Hard Case 204 
 
 Unrequited Gallantry in a N. 0. Street Car... 5G4 
 Unsuccessful Search for Information at Head- 
 quarters 471 
 
 Unuitered Thought of a Dying Soldi(r 537 
 
 Unwilling to Forfeit his Right to Escape 107 
 
 Up the Cumberland — Grit of the Old Major.. .394 
 
 Vallandigliam's Talk with the Ohio Toll-Gatc 
 
 Keeper '. 48 
 
 Vanderbilt (Steamer) Outwitted by Semmes.379 
 Van Dorn and Price pitted against Rosccrans289 
 
 Vanity of Patriotism and Honor 70 
 
 Verbal Sharpshooting 537 
 
 Very Obliging Picket at Morris Island 280 
 
 Very Pleasant Surprise for Two 580 
 
 Vice President Breckinridge's Son 327 
 
 Vice President Hamlin a Private in Co. A. . . 100 
 
 Vieksburg Campaign, Stray Leaf in the 225 
 
 Vicksburg Caves, In and Out of the 006 
 
 Vieksburg, How the Flag was Planted at 306 
 
 Vicksburg Picket Repartee 335 
 
 Virginia, Entombment of a Loyalist in lOG 
 
 Virginia, First Oath and Testim'y of a Slave inOO 
 Virginia, First "Union" Demonstration in OW602 
 Virginia Forces, Command Tendered to Gen- 
 eral Scott 71 
 
 Virginia — Instance of Loyalty 551 
 
 Visit of Gen. Jenkins at a Pcnn. Editor's.. . .461 
 Voting for a Candidate on Principle 28 
 
 W. 
 
 Wadsworth's (Gen.) Shoe Raid 458 
 
 Wanted a Furlough- . . , 429 
 
 Wanted to draw on the Blue Clothes 170 
 
 War Dispatches in Church 151 
 
 War News from Richmond Wanted 4G5 
 
 War's Doings to One Family 202 
 
 Wash. Litchtiter, one of Morgan's Converts. .154 
 
 Washington's (John A.), Ignoble End 341 
 
 Watch kept by a Dog over Lieut. Pfieff's Grave587 
 Waving the Stars and Stripes from the Sum- 
 mit of Lost Mountain 303 
 
 Wedding-Table Flag at Pensacola 566 
 
 Weitzel Satisfied with the Twelfth Conn 415 
 
 Welcome to the Troops at Port Royal 94 
 
 Well Done for a Youth 246 
 
 Western Regiments on a Charge at Fort Don- 
 elson 266 
 
 Western Soldier's Characteristic Pluck 296 
 
 Western Steamboat Saved by a Woman 359 
 
 Western Zeal in Volunteering 186 
 
 "Where's dat Nigger 1" 430 
 
 What Mr. Lincoln said to a N. Orleans Editor449 
 
 What One Noble Woman Did 450 
 
 AVhen Gen. Buckner hung his Head 415 
 
 When ivill the War end ? 113 
 
 Where arc they "? 138 
 
 Where is your Heart ? 75 
 
 Which Side ? 92 
 
 Whisper Good-Night, Love ! 559 
 
 Whiz-z-z and Whist 266 
 
 Why John Rawley became a Substitute 107 
 
 Widow Shultz's Appeal to the President 434 
 
 Wigs on Rebel IMajors 258 
 
 Wilkinson's Veteran Minnesota Regiment 58 
 
 Willing to part ^dth liis other Leg 397 
 
 Wilson's (Billy) Zouaves — Extraordinary 
 
 Scene 1 84 
 
 Wine and Sentiment for the Hospital Soldiers.5d8 
 
 Wisconsin Body-Guard for the President 187 
 
 Witnessing and Dying for tlic Truth in Miss. 120 
 
 Wolford's Cavalry — not Yankees 308 
 
 Woman as a Dernier Resort 616 
 
 Woman's Tongue betraying the Rebel Torpedoes 
 
 at Fort Henry 589 
 
 Womaii's Trials and Triumph 472 
 
 Won his Wager 279 
 
 Wooed and Wedded — with Embellishments 600 
 
 Work of a Second 301 
 
 Working the Monster Parrott Gun 508 
 
 Woi-se than being Drafted 198 
 
 Worse to lose Five than One — Gen. Grant's 
 
 Philosophy 411 
 
 Yankee Doodle in the Storm of Shot 356 
 
 Yankee Forever ! .' 193 
 
 Yankee Pris'ner 'scaped from Richmon' 612 
 
 Yates (Gov.) Giving Grant a Desk in his 
 
 Office. 405 
 
 Yielding only when he Lost his Head 261 
 
 York town Negro Rifleman brought down 319 
 
 Young America at Fort Donelson 227 
 
 Young Ftminine Spoiling for a Fight 605 
 
 Young Woman {A) Shoots a Guerrilla to 
 
 Avenge the Murder of her Lover 617 
 
 Zealous for the Cause but not for the Scrip.. .460 
 Zollicoffer's Death at the Hands of Col. ri7.237 
 
 " Zou ! Zou ! Zou ! " 310 
 
 Zouaves on Picket Duty 237 
 
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