captured eleven miles from that city. She she was going to see a sick uncle at Frankwas placed on a horse, and, in charge of lin, but the sentry couldn't see it.' Sick two scouts, was being taken to Spring Hill, and disheartened she turned back. Seethe head-quarters of Forrest. While thus ing a light at a farm house she sought on her way to that place, she feigned sick-shelter. An old man received her kindly, ness and said she could not travel any showed her a room, and said he would 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 passed the place an hour 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 advantage.

Seeing an old negro, 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 greatest excitement, telling the story. The two 'rebs' told him he lied. The old colored man got down imploringly upon his knees, saying,

"O Massa, dey's comin, sure nuff; de Lord help us, dey is comin."

awake her at an early hour in the morn ing, and show her the road to Franklin.

A loud knock awoke her in the morning from her lethean slumbers, and upon arousing, she found her horse saddled and the two guards from whom she had escaped 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 found against her, until a secession woman 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 postponed. She finally, after lying in prison some three months, sent for General Bragg, and asked him if he had no mercy. She received from him the comforting assurance 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 grand army of Rosecrans commenced its forward movement, and one fine day the secession town where she was imprisoned, was surprised and captured, and the heroine of this tale was to her great joy released.

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. Family Swords not to be Exempted. Soon came the challenge of a picket, An order was issued by General But"Who comes there?" Thinking she had ler, when in New Orleans, for the surrenreached the enemy's line she said, "A der of certain private arms held by secesfriend of Jeff. Davis." "All right," was the reply, "advance and give the countersign."

sionists. In one house it was said they had been secreted and not surrendered. It was the house of a lady. She was She presented the countersign in the wealthy and in high social position. But shape of a canteen of whiskey. She pass- she was summoned to give account. Her ed five pickets in this way, but the sixth story was simple and lady-like, and had a and last was obdurate. She pleaded that touch of sentiment about it which would

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, which
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
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, interfered, and it soon appeared
that there was no sword anywhere. It
was a pure fabrication-an artful lie. But
it would have been held a good joke if the
Yankee lawyer, keen-scented and acute,
had been outwitted by a woman!

Interview at "the Libby" between Morgan the Guerrilla Chieftain and Neal Dow.

Dow, a Federal captive. An introduction 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 looking so well."

Dow's natural astuteness and Yankee

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, According to the statements in the Con- was lost in the confusion of the troops at federate journals, General Morgan, the the battle of Bull Run. He got into the guerrilla chieftain, after his escape from woods, and soon after the moon was shut the Columbus penitentiary, went to Rich- in by a cloud. He wandered till he came mond, Virginia, and visited the Libby to a rye-field, where he encamped for the prison. On arriving up stairs, where the night. Tired and exhausted, he soon fell Federal prisoners 'most did congregate,' asleep, but awoke in the morning cold and he was immediately conducted into the hungry. He determined to make for a presence of the author of the 'Maine house he saw at a distance, and risk the Liquor Law,' Brigadier General Neal consequences. He dragged his weary,

stiffened limbs along, in a terrible uncer- to me." She ordered one of her servants

tainty as to the reception he should meet with.

Arriving at the house and entering, he was heartily welcomed by the lady occupant, who gave him a sofa to rest upon, and in the mean time directed her servants to prepare breakfast. The table was liberally supplied, and the stranger told to be seated. The lady was a firm Unionist and declared that the National troops were welcome to whatever she had. She said that on the march out, some of the troops stopped at her place and took several ducks; these she cared nothing about, and if they had taken much more they

Instance of Loyalty in Virginia.

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.

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 Washington. 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 will soon carry you out of danger."

Mr. Wells mounted the horse, and safely 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 was 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."

Amours of a New Orleans Ex-Judge.

Soon after breakfast, a troop of secesGeneral Butler, in pursuance of his syssionists came in sight. The lady put Mr. tem of redressing the wrongs of Union Wells in a rear room, while she conversed men, seized the large estates of Judge with some of them. She feigned great C, of Louisiana, and held them for ignorance of what had been going on, and the future liquidation of a claim held learned from them the route they were against C by Major Robert Andergoing. After they had gone, Mr. Wells son, but which C had personally writinquired how he was to get away. "That ten to Major A. his intention to repudiate is easy enough," replied the matron; "trust for political reasons. Now, justly think

"And now," she added, "he has gone off, and left me and my children without any means of support."

ing that New Orleans, under the rule of and continued a systematic torture till she General Butler, was no fit place for him consented. When she had been married to reside in, vanished soon after into the some time, the protégé—a man so nearly congenial shades of Secessia. white, that he was employed as chief A few days after his departure, a young clerk in a wholesale house-discovered woman sought an interview with Mrs. the shameless cheat that had been put Butler, to whom many women came at upon him, and abandoned his wife. Then that time, to relate the story of personal the master took her again to his incestuwrongs. So many women, indeed, resort-ous bed, and gave her a deed of manued to her for that purpose, that at length mission, which he afterward took from it was found necessary to close that door her and destroyed. 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 incredible story-incredible until her superabundant testimony compelled the most incredulous to believe.

She said that Judge C father as well as her master.

Mrs. Butler, amazed and confounded at this tale of horror, procured her an interview with the General, to whom the story was repeated. He spoke kindly to her, but told her frankly that he could not believe 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 knows them."

"I will have the case investigated," said the General; "come again in three days."

General Shipley undertook the investiwas her gation. He found that the woman's story At an early was as true as it was notorious. The facts were completely substantiated. General Butler gave her her freedom, and assigned her an allowance 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 live in, by letting apartments in which she added to her income.

age she had been sent to school in New York, the school of the Mechanics' Institute, in Broadway. When she was fifteen years of age, her father came to New York, took her from school to his hotel, and compelled her to live with 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, who is my father's son."

Mr. Parton, in giving the above narrative says: It is now a year since the outline of this story was first published to the world, 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

The Judge took her home with him to New Orleans, where he continued to live with her for awhile; then ordered her to marry a favorite protégé. She refused. He had her horsewhipped in the streets, questionable statements with his pen.

ma.

Mr. and Mrs. Grant.

"But he is Lieutenant-General."

66 Yes, but when a man can be elected President, it must be a strong tempta tion."

"I don't know.

There have never

It is one of the misfortunes of great personages that they must be talked about, and,--in this free country,-not always with the reverence paid to the Grand LaWhile General Grant was receiving been but two Lieutenant-Generals of the the highest honors which a country grate- United States, General Washington and ful for his accumulated victories could General Scott. There have been a numshower upon him, Mrs. Grant showed her- ber of Presidents, for instance, such men self to be a plain, sensible, quiet woman, as

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who took the world as a matter of course. Mrs. Grant was pretty unanimously Some friends were talking, in her compa- chalked down as a sensible woman, and ny, of the great responsibility of General Mr. Grant was allowed to be an "obstinate Grant's position, and made some remarks tending to awaken any expression of ambition dormant in her woman's heart. No returns! She said,

man."

Improving on Acquaintance. Some of the soldiers belonging to a Rhode Island Regiment in Maryland, wandered off one day to a farm-house, and commenced conversation with a woman, who was 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, 66 we ain't going to hurt you; we want something to eat." But the woman persisted in being frightened, in spite of all efforts to reassure her, and hurried whatever food she had on the table. When, however, she saw this company stand about the table with bared heads, and a tall, gaunt man raise his hand and invoke God's blessing on the bounties spread before them, the good woman broke down with a fit of sobbing and crying. She had no longer any fears, but bade them wait, and in a few moments had made hot coffee in abundance. She then emptied their canteens of the muddy water they contained, and filled them with coffee. Her astonishment increased when they insisted upon paying her.

Rosecrans' Orderly Sergeant Delivered of a
Baby in Camp.

The following order, as unique in its way as any that the war gave rise to, can be best explained-if any further expla