they had so loved and revered for unfailing
tenderness and true courage might be, at
that moment, standing by the sister it had
so dearly loved, looking through the case-
ment on the home and parents of their
childhood, while the beautiful frame it had
inhabited lay motionless before them.
Qreat Day's Work for a Sooat,-^the 10m6s
Boott.
The ladies of Virginia and Maryland
showed themselves to be, as a rule, 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-
fiix County, Virginia, were the means of
capturing the Oaptain of a volunteer regi-
ment from Connecticut. Tliey 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 woods, the
party came to a cornfield, and cruwling
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 was an officer of a South Caro-
lina regiment. The old man then told
him all about the United States camp, the
names of all the secession neighbors, -and
finally said he had in his house the two
Miss Scotts who took the Yankee Cap-
tain, — the old man conducting them into
the room and introducing them to the
Miss Sootts.
That moment was a blessed one indeed to
the scouting party, for right in their hands |
were those whcnn the whole brigade had '
been hunting for. But the gallant Fede-
rals continued to play their part, compli-
menting the ladies highly fi>r 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 would like to see the whole
&mily together to bid them good-bye.
Aocordin^y they all came out in the front
porch — the old man, his wife, three sons,
and daughter, and the two Miss Scotts.
The party simply formed a circle around
the gathered household, when Lieutenant
Upton, drawing his sword, demanded their
surrender to the United States. No pen
oould describe the blank and utter astonish-
ment, wonder axid heart-sinkings, exhibited
at this moment The two Miss Scotts and
the young men were all that were taken
along. The excitement was very great
when the party went into camp ; and in
the evening the party was sent for by the
General in command, who complimented
them highly for their conduct
Oonditiaiial OfEbr of liia Autograxih "by Oan-
aral Orant
The ladies sojourning at Willard's cara-
vansory 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 which then held the nation's sword.
Partaking of the enthusiasm of the hour, a
whole bevy of them congregated in the
principal suite of parlors in the hotel, and
signified by a messenger to General Grant,
who was a guest of the house, that they
desired an ' interview with him. The
Greneral came down from his quarters,
and a very pleasant levee was held by
him. Many of the ladies succeeded by
their dexterous and insinuating modus
operandi in getting the General's auto-
graph, — the object which was so eagerly
sought for. In the course of the inter-
view, an elderly lady applied to the Gren-
eral for an autograph, in behalf of a hand-
some mother of six children who was
present ; but when 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-
writing.
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Unrequited <HIlantr3r in a New Orleans
Street Oar.
It was a long time before the dainty
hauteur of the New Orleans ladies could
yield with any decent degree of flexibility
to the rising star of General Butler and
his Union associates, and many a look and
act of lofiy defiance were the latter made
the recipients o£ One evening, a Feder-
al officer — a very handsome man, by the
way, and, therefore, a little vain — happen-
ed to be in a street railway car, wherein
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were also two ladies, evidently belon^ng
to the first classes of the C^reacent dty.
One of thetn 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
anytliing 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- i
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 was admitted at
the door he found a lad sitting cross-legged
Head-qnarten of Ctonenl Barnride, at Roanoke laland.
Appointment of BnmBlde aa 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 West
Point Military Academy. The applica-
tions made to him for a vacancy 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 m the little village whence the letter
was mailed, the incident was recalled to
his memory, and he thought be 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 bom 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 Smith.
Name of the appointee, Ambrose E.
Bumside. This reminiscence was one
which Bumside's comrades at head-quar-
ters (when the cadet had risen to be Gen-
eral,) not unfirequently recounted with a
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hearty zest, and it doubtless did not fail
to cross the memory of the gallant Gener-
al himself.
lAmaig^m ICark on the Hftndkerohisfc
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 ofl^ 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 bona fide 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 usuid,
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
G>mmission, 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-
Birth of Boys and Glris 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 recorded. She
affirmed, after close investigation, that of
the births which took place in New York,
during the war, those which occurred in
families whose attachment to the Union
was decided and zealous, were mo-tly
boys, while in families in which there was
a decided sympathy for the secession
cause, they were mostly girls. Of course,
every one's observation or knowledge
would furnish them to instances confirm-
ing such a statenaent, 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.
Affree&bla Beeiprocitjr ofUnion SmtimAnt.
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 hidies 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 fit>m a good Union lady, wlio de-
prives herself of them to give them to a
Confederate soldier."
In a short while the messenger return*
ed with the saucer, bearing the following
message fit)m the recipient of the lady*B
kindness :
" He wished they were united.'*
Weddin^-TablA FUy at Pensaoola.
On the night of the arrival of Union
troops at Pensacola, two or three of the
private soldiers were taking a stroll, and
during this walk were 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 nothmg. At last she told them how
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, paying, " For nine months I
Imve carried this flag hidden on my per-
son, praying that an opportunity like this
would 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.
Girl-Boy Soldier in the Kinetleth Xllinois.
Frances Hook's parents died when she
was only three years old, and left her, with
a brother, in Cliicago, IlHnois. Soon after
the war commenced, she and her brother
enlisted in the Sixty-fifth " Home Guards.*'
Frances assumed the name of ^ Frank
MlUer." 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'w attempt The rebels searihed
her person for papers and discovered her
sex« The rascals respected her person as
a woman, and gave her a Feparate room
while in prison at Atlanta, Gai During
her captivity she received a letter from
Jeff. Davis, offering her a Lieutenant's
commissbn if she would enlist in their
army. She bad 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
Scorn her a promise that she would go
home, and not enter the service again.
** Go home ;" she said, " my only brother
was killed at Pittsburg Landing, and I
have no home — no friends!'' Frank is
described as of about medium height, ¥dth
dark hazel eyes, dark brown hair, rounded
features, and feminine voice and appear-
anoe.
Independent Southern GMria.
One of the rebel papers, in publishing
the maiTiuge of a young lady, took occa-
sion to give her the recommendation of
being what might be called, sure enough,
an independent gir). Her bridal outfit
was made all with her own hands, firom
her ' beautiftd 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, &o 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 world how independent
Southern girls are.'
Special Aid to General Hunter.
Quite a sensation was created in Jeffer-
son City, Missouri j one evening, by the
arrival of Mrs. Colonel Ellis, from Tipton,
bearer of dispatches from General Hun-
ter and Colonel Ellis. She was dressed
in semi-military riding-habit and hat, with
a crimson sash thrown around the left
shoulder, as an oflicer 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
with her dispatches, urging forward two
squadrons of Colonel Ellis's command, to
join the regiment at Tipton. This mulier
valiente was attached to the First Missouri
Cavalry, as special aid to her husband.
Colonel Ellis.
Zjore Oreetinffs to the Soldiers,
Some of the marks which were fastened
on the blankets, shirts, etc, which were
sent to the Sanitary Commission for the sol-
diers, show the thought and feeling at home.
Thus, on a home-spun blanket, warm,
and washed as white as snow, was 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 up hill, one and
a lialf 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 his 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
belonged 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 fvvG years old, and she is going to knit
some more, for mother says it will help
some poor soldier."
On a box of beautiful lint was this mark,
" Made in a sick room, where the sunlight
has not enten*d for nine years, but where
Grod has entered, and where two sons
have bid their mother good-bye, as they
have gone out to the war."
On a bundle containing bandages was
written — " This is a poor gift, but it is all
1 had ; I have given my husband and my
boy, and only wish I had more to give."
On some eye-shades were marked —
" Made by one who is blind. Oh, how I
long to see the dear old jlag that you are
fightmg for!"
ICn. Wade, the Lo3ral Bread-Baker at
Gettysburg'.
One of the most touching episodes of
the invasion of Peimsylvania, when Lee
was met and discomfited at Gettysburg,
was the following: Before the battle of
Friday, while our ibrces 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, bat she
had invariably refused to do sa At length
the battle opened, and while still engaged
in her patriotic work a ball pierced her
loyal bi*east, and she fell. Curiously
enough, almost at the same moment a rebel
officer of high rank fell near the place
where Mrs. Wade had perished. The
rebels, obtaining the body of the officer,
immediately constructed a rude coffin in
which to inter him ; but it is recorded,
that hardly was it finished, when, in the
surging of the conflict, a federal column
occupied the ground. The woman's body,
discovered by our troops, was at once
placed in the coffin awaiting an occupant ;
and so, as witnesses love still to testify,
finally was buried, amidst the tears of
hundreds who knew the story of her valor
and kindheartedness. No class in the
world are more appreciating of woman's
good offices to them than soldiers, whether
in the camp or in the hospital, in health
or in sickness. Mrs. Wade was one of
the noblest of her sex. Peace to her
goodly memory.
Pointed Bebuke from a Soldier's Death-bed.
Among the wounded at the battle of
Stone River, in Teiincissee, — a scene wor-
lionument at Stone Blwr.
thily commemorated by an enduring mon-
ument, — was a young man. Over the
mortally wounded son hung the anxious
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mother, in the deepest sorrow that he gave
no evidence of fitness for eternal scenes.
But the words the dying youth uttered,
severely as they condemned himself,
showed clearly his dying convictions. To
an appeal from a reh'gious 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 was 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 tliat remains when they are about to
sink into the grave.
Solution of a Problem pecnliarly Southern.
A pleasant and not un instructive inci-
dent occurred one moniing in Vicksburg,
at the expense of a gallant young soldier.
He was prospecting around town, when
his attention was attracted to a stable of
very fine horses. While admiring their
nice points, he was surprised by the ap-
pearance of a very fiisdnating young lady,
as she emerged from another apartment
of the horse-house, and bowed politely,
and smiled killingly upon him. He stam-
mered out something like an apology for
his seemmg intrusion, mixing up the words
"proclamation" and "confiscation," etc,
and ended by asking who was the owner
of the place ?
*' Dr. Neely," replied the lady.
** And you — ^you are his wife?" asked
the soldier doubtfully.
"No," said the lady.
"Then his daughter?" — ^this was said
very smilingly.
" No."
" His niece, perhaps?"— endearingly.
" No ; no relation, that I know of."
" Then a lady friend, on a visit ? " —
puzzlingly.
« No, not that, either."
" Well, then, may I be permitted to ask
who you are?"
** Certainly," replied the lady, who had
enjoyed the soldier's discomfiture with a
piquant relish ;" I am his slave ! "
Proof against Federal Gallantry.
One or two rebel victories at Bull Run
are matters pretty generally known. Of
any female victories, however, in that re-
gion, somewhat less has been told. A
Proof agiiinst Federal Gallantly.
certain Dnion 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 own good
looks, stopped at the house of a farmer,
and discovered there a fine milch cow, and,
still better, a pretty girl, attired in a neat
calico dress, cut low in the neck and short
in the sleeves. Af\er several unsuccess-
ful attempts to engage the yoimg lady in
conversation, he proposed to her to have
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tlie COW milked for his owii special benefit.
This she indignantly refused. The Colo-
nel, not wishing to compromise his reputa-
tion for gallantry, remarked that if all the
young ladies in Virginia were as beautiful
as the one he had the pleasure of address-
ing, he had no desire to conquer the Con-
federacy. With a to.^s of her pretty head
and a slight but most expressive elevation
of her nose, she answered thus : " Well,
sir, if all the gentlemen in your army are
as ugly as you are, wc hidies have no de-
sire to conquer them ! "
How are you. Colonel ?
Bonlitfal Loyalty, PoUtloal and Patri-
monial.
Kansas CJty is a gay place, and they have
queer specimens of humanity down there.
If there should exist any doubt on this
subject, the following case in point, about
a woman of doubtful loyalty who was
brought before the Provost Marshal, will
help to (tonfirm the assertion. This woman
gave as an evidence of her loyalty that
her husband had been killed in the One
Hundred and Sixth Illinois regiment.
** When did your husband go to Illinois ? "
" About three yeiu^ ago." " That was
before the war, was it not?" "Yes."
"Why did you not go to Illinois with
liim?" "Well, I didn't like to go off so
far with a man I wasn't much acquainted
with." " You don't mean to say that your
own husband was so much of a stranger
that you did not like to go with him ? "
" Yes, I do. I had only been married to
him about a year, and I wasn't going to
leave my folks and go off to Illinois with
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,
estimating her loyalty to her comitry by
that to her husband, she was a somewhat
doubtful patriot.
Th» Bloody Flay of Fort Pillow.
The Mridow of Major Booth, formerly
commander at Fort Pillow, and who was
killed there, having arrived at Fort Pick-
ering, l>elow Memphis, Colonel Jackson
of the Sixth United States Heavy Artil-
lery had his regiment formed into line for
her reception. In front of its centre stood
fourteen men, as fine, brave fellows as ever
trod tbe earth. They were the remnant
of the First battalion of the regiment now
drawn up— all who had escaped the fiend-
ish scenes at Pillow.
Mrs. Booth came forward. In her hand
she bore a flag, red and clotted with human
blood. She took a position in front of the
fourteen heroes, so lately under her d(*-
ceased husband's command. The ranks
before her observed a silence that M^as fu!l
of solemnity. Many a hard face showed
by twitching lips and humid eyes how the
sight of the bereaved lady touched bosonH
that could meet steel almost unmoved, and
drew on the foimtain of tears that had ix*-
mained dry even amid the pitiless sights