put up at the Everett House, registering her name as Wm. Ross. In the morning she took the cars for Benton Barracks, and was there proposing to enlist, when, failing to carry out her disguise to the requisite degree of nicety, she was detected.

an inch in diameter, narrowed down a lit- buy a suit of boys' clothes. She bought tle at the point, was heated to incandes- and donned them, and as soon as she had cence, and then used as a sign-painter done so, started for St. Louis. Here she 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, accompanied with crackling sounds, and the groans of the victim as the hot iron sank deep into the flesh. On pretense of rendering the mark of disgrace plain and indelible, but in reality to torture the unfortunate culprit, the hot iron was drawn many times through the wound, making it larger and deeper, until the victim, unable to endure the excruciation longer, would however, to commend her to the attention faint, and be carried away. The opera- of the Union Aid Society, and, greatly to tion was always performed by old Pard, the executioner of Kellogg, the greatest demon in human form outside of Pluto's realms.

Lizzie was a young lady of about twenty 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,

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 handsome Miss Lizzie.

Eager to be a Soldier: Handsome Lizzie. The hospital matron at Benton Barracks, St. Louis, one day had the routine Had to Acknowledge the Breed. of her official duties varied by detecting An old farmer from the West, who the form of a young lady in the habili- knew President Lincoln in by-gone times, ments of a young man, the wearer of called one day to pay his respects at the which was an applicant for enlistment. Presidential mansion. Slapping the Chief She was sent to the office of the Depart- Magistrate upon the back, he exclaimed, ment Provost-Marshal, where she declined" Well, old hoss, how are you?" Old 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

Abe, being thoroughly democratic in his ideas, and withal relishing a joke, responded: "So I'm an old hoss, am I? What kind of a hoss, pray?" "Why, an old draft-hoss, to be sure," was the rejoinder. Old Abe had to acknowledge the breed.

Unquestionably a Hard Case. The following inarticulate certificate got Kansas. A desire to reach him, and a a man a discharge from the draft at Loudisgust at the monotony of woman's life, isville. As he could not step squarely, with a wish to serve her country, led her he took the oblique. Puffiness ought to to determine to assume male attire and have excused him alone. But to the docvolunteer as a soldier. ument—a model of its kind, as will be

seen:

She accordingly left her home and proceeded to Keokuk, where she worked as "I hereby certify that had one house servant for a family needing such of his feet caught in the cylinder of a help, till she had earned money enough to threshing machine on the 4th of last Sep

tember, and severely injured, particularly | connected with the Ohio regiments raised the metatarsophalongial articulation of the at the commencement of the war contained great toe and a spot on the dorsum of the sixteen brothers by the name of Finch, resfoot-perhaps the articulation of the cu- idents of Dayton, Ohio. They were born baid bone with the scaphoid slightly inter- in Durkheim, Germany, the family numrupted. I have examined the foot lately, bering in all nineteen children-sixteen and have no doubt of the truth of his being boys, all of whom enlisted as soldiers statement when he says he can not step for the defence of their adopted country, in squarely on his foot on account of not be- the regiment named above. Their parents ing able to bear his weight on the ball of had taken up their residence in New York, the great toe in walking. There also re- and their children obtained leave to visit mains a puffiness in the region of the in- them in Philadelphia. Such an instance step. He has hemorrhoids." as this is certainly without a parallel in the annals of war.

Poor fellow!

Regimental Clothes-washer for the Sixteenth Illinois.

He who gives a little spice to the ordinary 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 Illinois regiment, and a company of recently arrived recruits.

The raw recruits, some twenty in number, in a short time after their arrival, wished their linen washed, and made inquiry of a veteran comrade as to the location of the quarters of the washerwoman. "We don't keep any washerwoman here," was the reply, "but there is a fellow up in that tent (pointing to Lieutenant C.'s,) who washes for the regiment."

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 more he enlisted into the British army in York. His first night as a recruit he passed with a fellow German, 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 vesAway to their quarters went the boys, sel for Norway, was, later, on a Norwegian gathered up their linen, and in a body re-vessel, and in that was shipwrecked on the paired to the tent of the Lieutenant, who coast of Sweden; barely escaping with his unfortunately was not in. The unclean articles were left on his cot, with the names of the owners attached to each bundle. Whether Lieutenant C. washed the clothes or returned them to their owners, is a question by no means so difficult of an answer as 'Who struck Billy Patterson?'

life, he went to Wales; again, he was on a Prussian vessel; he visited Constantinople, Odessa, and the West Indies.

Coming to New York, he was, after one or two brief voyages, led to Connecticut. Enlisting 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, Sixteen Brothers in One Regiment. while Corporal of the guard, he was callPerhaps no incident in the way of prac-ing the relief at midnight; in passing a tical family patriotism, bearing upon the tent he heard a voice, the peculiar tones war of the rebellion, was more remarkable of which attracted his special attention and than the following: One of the companies revived remembered associations of that

first night as a recruit in old York, more and he drove them to town in his carriage than seven years before. He was sure on their way to Baltimore, after fitting them that the voice was that of his then com- out quite liberally. He subsequently came panion, and inquiry proved him not mis- to the city and went to Camp Birney, to taken in his belief. Strange meeting- get his certificates for the three hundred that of these two men !

Girl-Boy Drummer.

dollars substitute money for each slave, and His comrade's experience had been hard- to grant his obligation to free them when ly less varied than his own. After several the State laws would allow him to do so. years' service on special duty in Great The slaves met him, on this visit, as affecBritain, he also had taken to the sea. tionately and demonstratively as sons could Coming to America, the opening of the meet a father. 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 carried messages back and forth in a battle where the Tenth Connecticut fought prominently and victoriously. Later, he escaped from Charleston to the Federal gunboats, and after various experiences 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 before fled in precipitous haste after his chivalrous 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 Philadelphia, and was removed to Pennbeen 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?

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 education, 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 unwounded 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

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

Maryland Slaveholder Driving his Slaves to less than a girl not yet in her teens.

the Recruiting Office.

Just the kind of Arms a Young Quaker
Could Bear.

Among the drafted men who presented themselves for examination before the recruiting 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

When the recruiting ball for the Union ranks had been fairly set in motion in Maryland, 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 made 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- exemption from military duty under the sion. Sure enough they heeded his request, law, as made and provided, and was dis

charged accordingly. Soon after the case about twelve or thirteen years of age. had been decided, and before the young Her story was soon told. She was from Friend had left the room, a letter came East Tennessee, where her husband had directed to the Board, and was opened by been killed by the rebels, and all their the officer. It proved to be an appeal in property destroyed. She had come to St. behalf of the young man, in a most deli- Louis in search of her sister, but not cate "hand of writ," and couched in most finding her, and being destitute of money, pure and winsome language. The com- she thought if she could procure a situamissioner playfully submitted the letter to tion for her boy as a drummer, for the the inspection of the young man, who with short time the company had to remain in unfeigned surprise marked the well-known the service, she could find employment for 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 forgotten among the reminiscences of Wilson's Creek, in the winter of 1861. A few days before the First Iowa regiment received 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 evening 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 within the herself, and perhaps find her sister by 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."

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 He was immediately requested to in-was about to express a determination not form the drummer that if he would enlist to take so small a boy, when he spoke for their short time of service, he would out: "Don't be afraid, Captain, I can be allowed extra pay, and to do this, he drum." This was spoken with so much must be on the ground early in the morn- confidence, that the Captain immediately ing. The negro was then passed beyond observed, with a smile, "Well, well, Serthe guard. geant, bring the drum, and order our fifer On the following morning there appeared to come forward." In a few moments the before the Captain's quarters during the drum was produced, and the fifer, a tall, beating of the reveille, a good-looking, round-shouldered, good natured fellow, from middle-aged woman, dressed in deep the Dubuque mines, who stood, when erect, mourning, and leading by the hand a something over six feet in height, soon sharp, sprightly-looking boy, apparently made his appearance. Upon being intro

duced to his new colleague, or comrade, unscathed in his military career, the dark he stooped down, with his hands resting side of the picture was soon to be turned upon his knees, that were thrown forward to Eddie's gaze. Says a comrade :into an acute angle, and after peering into the little fellow's face a moment, he observed:

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

"My little man, can you drum ?" "Yes, Sir," he replied, " I drummed for the Illinois regiment, was ordered down Captain Hill, in Tennessee."

into a deep ravine upon our left, in which The fifer immediately commenced straight- it was known a portion of the enemy was ening himself upward until all the angles concealed, and with whom they were soon in his person had disappeared, when he engaged. The contest in the ravine conplaced his fife in his mouth, and played the tinued some time. Totten suddenly wheel"Flowers of Edenborough," one of the ed his battery upon the enemy in that most difficult things to follow with the quarter, when they soon retreated to the drum that could have been selected, and high ground beyond their lines. In less nobly did the little fellow follow him, than twenty minutes after Totten had showing himself to be a master of the driven the enemy from the ravine, the drum. When the music ceased, the Cap-word passed from man to man throughout tain turned to the mother and observed: the army, "Lyon is killed!" and soon "Madam, I will take your boy. What after, hostilities having ceased upon both is his name?"

sides, the order came for our main force to "Edward Lee," she replied; then plac- fall back upon Springfield, while a part of ing her hand upon the Captain's arm, she the Iowa First and two companies of the continued, "Captain, if he is not killed Missouri regiment were to camp upon the -"here her maternal feelings over- ground and cover the retreat next morncame her utterances, and she bent down over her boy and kissed him upon the forehead. As she arose, she observed:

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'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."

ing.

That night I was detailed for guard duty, my turn of guard closing with the morning call. When I went out with the officer as relief, I found 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 In an hour after, that company led the their assistance. It was a dreary, loneIowa First out of camp, the drum and fife some beat. The moon had gone down in playing, "The Girl I left behind me." the early part of the night, while the stars Eddie, as he was called, soon became a twinkled dimly through a hazy atmosphere, great favorite with all the men in the com- lighting up imperfectly the surrounding pany. When any of the boys had returned objects. Occasionally I would place my from a "horticultural excursion," Eddie's ear near the ground and listen for the share of the peaches and melons was the sound of footsteps, but all was silent first apportioned; and during the heavy save the far off howling wolf, that seemed and fatiguing march from Rolla to Spring- to scent upon the evening air the banquet field, it was often amusing to see that long- that we had been preparing for him. The legged fifer wading through the mud with hours passed slowly away, when at length the little drummer mounted upon his back the morning light began to streak along -and always in that position when fording the eastern sky. Presently I heard a drum streams. But, though thus far sunny and beat up the morning call. At first I