carry it away, telling him how greatly she making her escape, went to Detroit, where prized it, not on account of its intrinsic she joined the drum corps of a Michigan worth-though that of course was consid- regiment, her sex known only to herself, erable, but as a token from a friend. and succeeded in getting with her regiPerceiving that the sergeant did not heed ment to the Army of the Cumberland. her entreaties, she drew from her finger a How the poor girl survived the hardships diamond ring, which she assured him was of the Kentucky campaign, where strong of greater value than the book, while he men fell in numbers, must forever remain could carry it away with less trouble, and a mystery. offered it to him if he would leave her keepsake. But the sergeant was inexorable. At length he proposed that if she I 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, The regiment to which she was attached had a place in the division of the gallant Van Cleve, and during 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 "Sergeant, you surely have no sister, that her family might be informed of her and I fear you forget that you ever had fate. This she finally, though reluctantly, a mother, or you would not so insult an consented to do, and the Colonel of the unprotected woman. But, sir, you shall regiment, although suffering himself from not steal my book-I give it to you; take a painful wound, became interested in her it and go." behalf, and prevailed upon her to let him send a dispatch to her father. This she dictated in the following manner : "Mr. And the callous sergeant, laughing at the rebuke he had received, made off with his booty, first making an offer, in his most enticing words and manner, but unsuccessfully, to leave the book if the young lady would kiss him-the roue! Military Monomania of a Brooklyn Girl. Brooklyn. No. Willoughby street, Forgive your dying daughter. I have but a few moments to live. My native soil drinks my blood. I expected to deliver my country, but the fates would not have it so. I am content to die. Pray, pa, forgive me. Tell ma to kiss my daguerreotype, EMILY. P. S.-Give my gold watch to little Eph." (The youngest brother of the dying 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, Foreshadowings of their Fate: A Brave she was carried to Ann Arbor, Michigan. Her mania, however, instead of diminish The poor girl was buried on the field on which she fell in the service of her country, which, in the mania of her patriotic feeling she fondly hoped to save. Trio. It would seem as if Ellsworth, Lyon, ing, as was expected, increased until it and Baker, saw the black plumes of the was found necessary to confine her to her Death Angel in the path before them. apartment. She, however, succeeded in Though as live a man as ever breathed, the dauntless Ellsworth penned a solemn his breast, and criticised the firing as farewell to his parents, in the dead of the 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, 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 a sudden sheet of fire burst from the 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 flowers and Nashville one morning with a negro servmy memory will wither together!” curved covert of the enemy, and Edward Dickinson Baker was promoted, by one grand brevet of the God of Battles, above the acclaim of the field, above the applause of the world, to the heaven of the martyr and the hero. But the flowers were still beauteous and fragrant, as will ever be the memory of this most gallant soldier and of his brave compeers, Ellsworth, Lyon, and the long procession of martyr patriots. Tracts vs. Pound Cake. A secession lady visited the hospital at ant, who carried a large basket on his arm, covered with a white linen cloth. She approached a German and accosted him thus: "Are you a good Union man?" "I ish dat," was the laconic reply of the German, at the same time casting a hopeful glance at the basket aforesaid. At night he hastily reviewed his papers. He indicated upon each its proper disposition "in case I should not return." He pressed with quiet earnestness upon his friend, Colonel Webb, who, however, deprecated such ghostly instructions, the measures which might become necessary in regard to the resting-place of his mortal "That is all I wanted to know," replied remains. All this without any ostentation. the lady, and beckoning to the negro to He performed these various offices with follow, she passed to the opposite side of the quiet coolness of a soldier and a man the room, where a Confederate soldier lay, of affairs, then mounted his horse and rode and asked him the same question, to which gaily away to his death. Every man in he very promptly replied: "Not by a that ill-starred struggle to which he hast- sight. The lady thereupon uncovened fought as bravely as if victory were ered the basket and laid out a bottle of really among possibilities. Their duty wine, mince pies, pound cake, and other was to stand there until they were ordered delicacies, which were greedily devoured away. Death was merely an incident of in the presence of the soldiers, who felt the performance of that duty; and the somewhat indignant at such un-Samaritancoolest man there was the Colonel com-like conduct. other lady made her appearance with a large covered basket, and she also accosted our German friend, and desired to know if he was a Union man. manding. He talked hopefully and cheer- On the following morning however, anily to his men, even while his heart was sinking with the sun, and the grim presence of disaster and ruin was before him. He was ten paces in their front, where all might see him and take pattern by him. "I ish, by Got; I no care what you got; He carried his left hand nonchalantly in I bese Union." The lady set the basket on the table, Confederate soldiers gave loose play to all and our German friend thought the truth manner of indignities toward the slain. had availed in this case, if it did not in They stripped their bodies, and shot perthe other. But imagine the length of the sons who came near the battlefield to show poor fellow's countenance when the lady any attention to the dead. The body of uncovered the basket, and presented him 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 grave 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 performed, all separated, and the little He shook 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 who 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. Tracts vs. Pound Cake. with about a bushel of tracts. his head dolefully and said; "I no read English, and, beside, dat rebel on 'se oder side of 'se house need tem 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: 66 Talk with a Pretty Secession Miss. While stopping at a certain town in By Got, you no got me dis time; vat Georgia, a Union man on public business 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 you got tracts I bese Union; but if you got mince pie mit pound cake unt vine, I be secesh like de tibel." 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 Tender Burial of a Union Drummer Boy by was very pretty. Two Girls. The usual table talk began, when the After the Battle of Bean Station, the friend referred to, who well understood her secession proclivities, turned to her, dear brother?" that same denounced guest and pleasantly remarked: was on hand to offer her his heartfelt sympathy. "Mr. -, my friend and our guest, has relatives in the South-two brothers in the rebel army." "Is that true? They are fighting in a good cause," she said spiritedly. Sequel: That bright young secession miss, so warm an advocate of Southern rights, subsequently married a full-blooded Yankee officer! Bravo! Like Vice-Presi "No doubt they think so," he simply dent Stephens, foremost among Georgia's replied, hoping to avoid the discussion of political law givers, but who so eloquently an unpleasant subject; but in this he was defended the Union at the first breaking doomed to be disappointed. out of secession, then turned a complete "How can you, Mr. fight against summerset the other way, and when last them?" she continued half angrily. heard from was re-advocating the Union "I am not fighting or willing to fight cause, it is no wonder that similar gyraagainst relatives," he rejoined, " but, for a tions should be performed by the other principle-a flag-a government. Nor sex. To make up for the loss of her 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 pretty phiz, in a pictorial sense, that of Stephens will at least afford as much food for study, physiologically considered. General O.'s Stern 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-anda-half, or two minutes, after she had vacated her room, the gallant General O. was assigned to it by the landlord. The General, on examining his bed previous 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 chambermaid was called and asked by the General, as he held up the pretty garment in his hand, "Do you know Miss -?" "Yes," answered the bewildered chambermaid. "Then carry this to her with my compliments, and say General O not in the habit of sleeping with empty night-gowns." By a strange oversight, way. And when, a few days afterwards, the funds of the Sanitary Fair held at her brother was caught in the act of burnfell short considerably, in default ing a railroad bridge, and she could be of that snowy robe de nuit not having been seen in her despair, imploringly asking, on raffle, labelled with the General's stern "Will the authorities hang him, my poor, refusal to have it in his night wardrobe. Alexander H. Stephens. is abruptly before Little Mac." After a Lady (resuming)—“You did'nt make much out of Vicksburg?" Captain-"Oh, we only attracted your attention there, while our troops took a kansas ! 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' shecesh' land mermaid-though in the Captain the delectable creature met her match. He was directed to escort said dangerous damsel little post of eight thousand men in Arof eighteen or twenty summers, outside of the Union lines. Having several miles to ride in company, the conversation naturally 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 enabled her to talk with an astounding volubility. Having got fairly started on their The smirk that this answer caused mademoiselle to put on cannot be placed on paper. Lady "Your Colonel (Cesnola) wanted to take me prisoner; I would not like 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 alluding to the provisions brought in by foraging parties, from whose daily visits the lady herself had suffered as much as any Another smirk of her pretty face and a toss of the head was the only reply. Captain "Under Pope we managed to live well." one. Lady-"Yes! (Dry emphatic) that old mean Pope; I only wish he was in command now, 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 Lady (changing the attack)-"You are going to cross now at Richard's Ferry?" Captain-"Yes." Lady "I heard you were going to cross below Fredericksburg." Captain-"Yes, Burnside says it is the most practicable.” The lady at this point, provoked and puzzeled beyond measure, exclaimed in the most sarcastic manner imaginable, and with correspondent expression of her pretty phiz, "I understand that if it remains muddy you are all going back to Washington!' Captain (with provoking coolness)"Yes; I believe that is the latest order." The Captain, being a most redoubtable wag, was one too much for Miss Secesh, and before they parted she frankly "owned up" to that much. Material for the Novelist's Pen. There was in one of the Indiana regiments a young girl who did soldier's service for the space of two 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 was leading, she procured a supply of feminine apparel, and arraying herself therein, set off for home, after calling on her Colonel, telling who she was and bidding him good-bye-leaving him and all the rest of the officers, as well as the men, who became aware of her identity, utterly dumb with amazement. She had fought bravely, and had done her duty well, all through the two years she had been in the service, and had received two severe |