"How many slaves did he own?" "None." "Had he a plantation? "No, sir." "What 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 aside the fly of the tent and just outside stood five small children, who had but a single article of clothing—a light, home-spun cotton wrapperon each, though the wind was blowing chilly cold from the north. "They have not had a mouthful since yesterday morning," said Mrs. R., "and not half enough for six months." The appeal was irresistible 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 currency, the following is not at all an exaggeration: 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 view 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 house?" "Oh, yes," said His Honor, "I'll sell anything but my wife and children." 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 was 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 literally turned into the street. Somebody made ten thousand dollars out of him. Getting a fashionable residence at any reasonable price was out of the question. Nothing remained for him but the overcrowded Fifth Avenue Hotel, where, with his family, in an attic story, he was at last accounts waiting for something to turn up. integrity might be given in sufficient number 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 Napoleon or Wellington are the central heroes. Balance of Power maintained between her property. "Won't you sell me the turkey?" said the General, "I will pay you well for it." "No," replied the woman, "I have brought it for the General, and no one else can have it." The discussion was kept up some time, till finally the General pointed out an officer in full uniform, saying, "There, go give it to him." She immediately went and delivered the turkey to the officer, who took it in amazement, while she gave utterance to some A company of the ―th cavalry of volvoluble thanks. Some of the bystanders, unteers (no matter what State,) were out who had heard the whole matter, subse- on a forage, with the usual orders to requently illumined the woman's conceptions, spect the enemy's property. But coming and she came up to the General, blushing upon a plantation where chickens and and apologizing-expressing her regrets turkeys were dallying in the sunshine, that she had given the turkey to the wrong person. The matter was rectified, very much to her satisfaction. tired of pork and plaster pies, alias hard tack, gave the boys leave to club over as many of the "two-legged things in feathers," as they could conveniently come at. Grant's Objection to having any Trade-Part- The result was that a good number were nership. dispatched, and, tied together by the legs, Quite a characteristic anecdote is told were slung over the pommel of the saddle of General Grant, relative to his refusal of "Benny," an old sabreur, who had fronto engage in or authorize any movements tiered it for years, been in more Indian for the reopening of trade with the rebel- fights than you could shake a stick at, and lious States. On one occasion, especially, could tell, if he wanted to, of some highafter his protests and orders suppressing old-hard times with those same Mdewasuch traffic, he was eagerly entreated by kantonwar, Wahpekute, Ihanktonwannas, the agents of the Treasury Department to and Minnikanyewazhipu, red-skinned authorize some system of trade. For a friends. Returning to camp, as ill luck long time he refused, for the reason that would have it, they met the Colonel of he could not successfully conduct his military operations while such persons were moving around him; but at last he conceded that a certain amount of trade in the recaptured districts of the South would be safe, proper, and even highly useful to - it now, the Union-provided it could be conducted why don't you sling those chickens the through honest, unimpeachable Union other side your saddle? The Colonel hands. He was asked to name the per- will see them hanging that way." "Can't sons to whom he would be willing to be done! got fourteen turkeys there on a intrust such traffic: balance!" By remarkably good fortune "I will do no such thing," was Grant's the Colonel did not see the chickens, so reply; "for if I did, it would appear in they and the turkeys were safely smugless than a week that I was a partner of gled into camp, Benny getting the full every one of the persons trading under credit for maintaining the balance of my authority." power,' when the odds were dead against 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: " Instances of the General's unbending him. Rare Trick upon a War Correspondent. cure for him the pass required. He was "very much obliged," and received the following note: H'DQ'RS, LISBON, Maryland, Sept. 13. Provost Marshal, Ellicott's Mills: When the Union army occupied Frederick, in September, 1862, one or two of the most enterprising correspondents of the press were early on hand, and railroad communication with Baltimore being suspended they were obliged to send their despatches through to Baltimore on horseback. At that time a strong picket was thrown out from Baltimore to Ellicott's stances, I am strongly of the opinion that The bearer represents himself as a reporter and messenger for the New York From certain suspicious circum Yours, etc., TIMOTHY JONES, Mills, and Burnside's corps lay on the he is nothing but a Baltimore secessionist pike near Lisbon. Late one evening, spy. He wants a pass, and I have referred a reporter entered what he supposed to be him to you; but I think it would be well the Provost Marshal's office in Lisbon, and enough to detain him until he can satisaddressing a gentleman in semi-military factorily identify himself. costume sitting at a table, introduced himself, 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 was that he could not obtain a pass which would take him through the pickets, but he could have a note to the Provost Marshal at Ellicott's Mills which would probably pro- tained some twenty hours before he could Captain and Provost Marshal. The correspondent went on his way rejoicing. Upon being challenged by the pickets at Ellicott's Mills, he presented his letter, whereupon to his astonishment he was forthwith taken into custody, and de satisfy the officers that a cruel "sell" had to pass through the swampy grounds on been practiced upon him. Of course, the way to Richmond. One of the most "Timothy Jones" was nobody less than a noted chief commanders of the Union army lazy correspondent who had got behind in was singularly liberal in this respect, and his duties; and he at once improved his even the good General Steele left supplies chance, went up to Frederick, and got in for the rebels on a still larger scale. To his account as soon as his poor competitor facts of this kind is probably due the rewhom he had practiced this sorry joke ply attributed to General Ripley, on a requisition for supplies being made upon him, before he was displaced: "Gentlemen," he said, "I must decline furnishing both armies any more. Let me know which army is to be supplied, and the department will meet, if able, or refuse, if not, the requisition." upon. Hooker and the Newspaper 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 wards discovered that their uninvited conInability to furnish Supplies to both Armies. fidant could talk as well as listen. The It was regarded as a necessity by our transmission of a message was suddenly men that they should throw off their interrupted by the ejaculation "Opshaw!" blankets and great coats, in order for them A moment after it was again broken with "Hurrah for Jeff. Davis!" Individual- (only about 3,000,) and their exact locaity shows itself as well in telegraphing as tion! in the footstep, or in handwriting. Mr. Hall, one of the Memphis operators, instantly recognized the performer, not by Little Freddy H., a four-year-old, son his tune, but by his time, as a young man of Chaplain H., of a New York regiment formerly in Buffalo and other Northern of volunteers, perpetrated a good thing offices, but then employed by the Confed- while said regiment was at camp at Suf Lieutenant 's Perfumed Breath. erates. Mr. Hall surprised him by reply- not a doctor." ing promptly folk. A smart looking Lieutenant, with dashing air and perfumed breath, came into a tent where Freddy was. The little soldier scanned him very closely, and when a convenient opportunity offered itself he said to the Lieutenant, "You are a doctor; I know you are a doctor." "No, my little man," replied the officer, "you are mis taken this time; I am "Yes, you are a doctor too," replied Freddy; "I know you are a doctor; for I can smell the medicine!" This was too good a thing to be kept, and half an hour did not elapse before it had "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 spread throughout the regiment. 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 least expect it. Good-bye, boys!" Sharing General Magruder's Table. General Magruder always enjoyed the reputation, among his men, of being a brave officer and kind man, but filled with vanity, self-conceit, and pomposity. Shortly after the war commenced he was sitting one day in a restaurant in Richmond, enjoying, solus, a twelve o'clock déjeuner with rigid dignity, every button of his splendid uniform exactly in situ, and his immaculate shirt-collar adjusted at precisely the proper angle. He had hardly tested the merits of his repast when in sauntered a tall, long-haired, red-shirted private of 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 the utmost importance, giving the very information most desired by the rebels, were passing, and as they were not in cipher, they could easily be read. One from General Hovey, in reply to a question from the Louisiana First, which regiment had General Halleck, stated the precise num- just arrived in the city. With the utmost ber of our available men in Memphis, coolness red-shirt sat himself down in the |