"Presently, my fine fellow! presently. as to his home. After a few minutes Gettysburg men must come first."

He wags his tail furiously, and still pulls my dress. Does he mean that he wants me for one of them? Perhaps so. “Come, Dick, I'll go with you." He starts off delighted, leads me to the ward where those worst wounded have been placed, travels the whole length of it to the upper corner, where lies a man apparently badly wounded, and crying like a child. I had seen him brought in on a stretcher, but in the confusion had not noticed where he had been taken. Dick halted as we arrived at the bed, looked at me, as much as to say, "There! isn't that a case requiring attention?" and then, as though quite satisfied to resign him into my hands, trotted quietly off.

study, I was convinced that his tears were not from the pain of his wound; there was no contraction of the brow, no tension of the muscles, no quivering of the frame; he seemed simply very weary, very languid, like a tired child, and I resolved to act accordingly.

"I have been so busy with our defenders, this afternoon,” said I, “that I have had no time to come and thank you.”

He started, raised his tear-stained face, and said, with a wondering air, “To thank me? For what?"

"For what?" said I; "haven't you been keeping the rebels away from us? Don't you know that if it hadn't been for you and many like you, we might at this moment have been flying from our homes, He did not notice my approach; I there- and General Lee and his men occupying fore stood watching him a little while. our city? You don't seem to know how His arm and hand, from which the band-grateful we are to you-we feel as though age had partially slipped, were terri- we could never do enough for our brave bly swollen; the wound was in the Gettysburg men to return what they have wrist, (or rather, as I afterwards found, done for us." the ball had entered the palm of his hand and had come out at his wrist,) and appeared to be, as it subsequently proved, a very severe one.

This seemed quite a novel idea, and the tears were stopped to muse upon it. "We tried to do our duty, ma'am, I know that."

eral Hancock's men; you know they were praised in the papers for their bravery. Am I right?"

My boast that I could make a pretty "I know it too, and I think I could make good conjecture what State a man came a pretty good guess what corps you belong from by looking at him, did not avail me to. Suppose I try. Wasn't it the Second here. I was utterly at fault. His fair corps? You look to me like one of Genhair, Saxon face, so far as I could judge of it, as he lay sobbing on his pillow, had something feminine-almost child-likein the innocence and gentleness of its ex- The poor tired face brightened instantpression, and my first thought was one ly. The random shot had hit the mark. which has constantly recurred on closer "Yes, Second Corps, do you know by acquaintance, "How utterly unfit for a my cap?" soldier!" He wanted the quick, nervous "Your cap ? You don't wear your cap energy of the New Englander, who, even in bed, do you? I haven't seen your cap; when badly wounded, rarely fails to betray I guessed by that wound-it must have his origin; he had none of the rough, off-been made where there was pretty hard hand dash of our Western brothers, and fighting, and I knew the Second Corps could never have had it even in health; had done their share of that." nor yet the stolidity of our Pennsylvania Germans. No! It was clear that I must wait until he chose to enlighten me

But this was dangerous ground, as I felt the moment the allusion to his wound was made; the sympathy was too direct,

and his eyes filled at once. Seeing my mis- quite forgotten his own troubles in listentake, I plunged off rapidly on another ing to Dick's varied talents, and allowed tack. me to give him his supper very quietly, as "Did you notice my assistant orderly I found he was really too much exhausted who came in with me just now? He had even to raise his uninjured arm to his been over to see you before, for he came mouth. I had the pleasure of seeing him and told me you wanted me." smile for good-bye.

Mistook the Genus.

"I wanted you! No, ma'am, that's a mistake; no one's been near me since they bathed me, and gave me clean clothes-I A young officer upon the staff of a know there hasn't for I watched them Western General, who was temporarily running all about; but none came to me, sojourning at head-quarters in the Zolliand I want so much to have my arm coffer House, on High Street, Nashville, dressed." And the ready tea.s once more one day stopped before the door of a began to flow. neighboring house to admire and caress a beautiful little girl. She was fair, bright, and active, her hair was in ringlets, and

"There is no mistake. I told you that my assistant orderly came to me in the ladies' room, and told me that you needed me. Think again-who has been here since you were brought in?"

"Not a single soul, ma'am-indeed, not a thing, but a dog, standing looking in my face, and wagging his tail, as if he was pitying me."

"But a dog! Exactly; he's my assistant orderly; he came over to me, pulled my dress, and wouldn't rest till I came to see you. I am surprised you speak so slightingly of poor Dick."

Here was at once a safe and fertile theme. I entered at large upon Dick's

Imagine the

merits; his fondness for the men-his she was neatly dressed. greater fondness, occasionally, for their emotions of the kind-hearted officer when dinners-his having made way with three a young lady remarked to him, with a perlunches just prepared for the men who ceptible sneer, "You seem to be very fond were starting-(the result probably of of kissing niggers." "Good gracious!" having heard the old story that the sur- was the startled reply, "you don't call that geons eat what is intended for the men,) child a nigger, do you?" "Yes, I do; our finding him one day on our table with she is nothing else." The young officer his head in the pitcher of lemonade, and took another glance at the child, who how I tried to explain to him that such seemed even more fair than the young was not the way of proving his regards lady. His reflections upon the "peculfor his friends, the soldiers, but I feared iarities of custom" may be easily imagined. without much effect-in short, I made a long story out of nothing, till the wardmaster arrived with his supper, saying that the doctor's orders were that the new cases should all take something to eat before he examined their wounds. My friend had of camp life by frequent visits to the fair

While the Federal forces were passing their winter near Brandy Station, some of the officers endeavored to relieve the ennui

secesh maidens of the surrounding coun-ful certainty the tale that his hours were try. One of the staff became quite enam-numbered. ored with a young lady in Culpepper,

Yet only a fellow-soldier sat beside him. more noted for her secession ideas than for No fond mother's or sister's hand bathed her beauty. On one of his visits she re- that fevered brow: and tender tones quested the loan of some books, and the whispering words of love and comfort next day he sent over a parcel containing, were wanting by the bedside of the dying among other volumes, Victor Hugo's "Les lad. The physician approached him, and, Miserables." To his surprise the orderly used as he was to such scenes, said, sadly, returned with the books, and a message from the fair one that she "didn't want any of his nasty Yankee trash." Not ex

actly understanding it, he rode over in the evening to enquire what was wrong. The young lady's eyes flashed as she demanded to know how he dared to insult her by sending her a book about "Lee's Miserables." She knew that General Lee's men weren't as well dressed as the Yankees, but they weren't miserable one bit, and it was all a Yankee falsehood to say that they were.

Last Thoughts of the Dying Boy-Soldier. In one of the large hospitals for the sick of the Union army, surrounded by the wounded and dying, lay a mere boy. One glance at the fever-flush on his fair cheek, the unnatural brilliancy of the beautiful blue eye, together with the painfully restless movement that tossed the bright curls from his heated forehead, told with mourn

"What a pity! yesterday such a fair prospect of recovery, and to-day no chance. Poor boy!" he continued, in an under tone, "I wonder where his mother is! but she could never get here in time. Ah, well! it's fretting so much has done it."

Here the poor lad interrupted, saying, with feverish eagerness, and that pretty mingling of Scotch and English always so interesting,

"Its na' the fretting; its the vow. Sin I canna see her in the body I maun in the spirit, and before night-oh, me!"

"Delirious," said the doctor, "I feared it;" and, with an injunction to the watching soldier to let him talk on as much as he pleased, passed on-he had really no time to spend by the dying boy. Thus encouraged to talk-for the young soldier had his senses perfectly-he turned to his comrade, saying:

"Will you hear me tell if, James? It wad mak the time seem shorter to speak out what is in my head. Weel, then, I'll begin at the time when father, mither, Jessie, an I all lived in that sweet wee home awa among the Scotch mountains. We had na much, to be sure, but enough to keep oursels, and some'at to spare for our poorer neighbors. Jessie was a very bonnie lass, older than mysel by some years, and it was na long till she was promised to the minister of the place. A nice young man was he, and all the country round was glad when it was known. It cam Jessie's birthday just three months before the wedding-day. She was very sad, an kep saying how happy she had been at home, an how na ither spot could

ever be to her what it had been; an then, mither lived, whether in the body or in in the middle of the dancing an fun, she the spirit, I wad, on the same night, stand up an threw her arms round my mither's by Jessie's side'; and I maun," he added, neck, an vowed that always, on that eve- his eyes brightening, and a cold damp ning, so lang as my mither was alive, she gathering on his brow. "Does no one would come-whether in the body or in see? Don't you hear the water dripping the spirit,' she would never fail. 'Twas frae her dress? My mither, wi' her long a wild word for her to speak, an' many o' gray hair! See, she is putting the roses the neighbors shook their heads as they awa. How cold an clammy her hand is! heard, an the talk went round the town It is dark!" that Jessie Graeme had bound hersel by sich a strange vow."

Here the boy paused from extreme exhaustion, and, as he rested for a few moments, seemed to be looking at something very far off; then, rousing himself, said

With these words, he fell back lifeless

Bodies laid out

on the bed. In awe-struck silence his eyes were closed, and the cheeks of the bravest paled at the thought that the spirit they had so loved and revered for unfailing tenderness and true courage might be, at that moment, standing by the sister it had

"I maun be short; it is near the time. Jessie was married, an our hearts were just as glad as children; till one day word cam that Jessie an her husband were drowned. In crossing a little loch to visit some sick folk the boat must 'a overturned, for it was found floating; but we never saw them again. Oh! 'twas a bitter time. My mither fretted much; for, though she kenned it true, she could na think of our bonnie lassie lying dead an' cold in her husband's arms, on the stanes at the battom o' the loch. My father fretted too. He wad na think that she was dead, but kep saying she wad soon be back to gladden our hearts once mair; but she never so dearly loved, looking through the casecam; an we three, wi' sickening hearts, waited for her birthday; we kenned right weel that, dead or alive, her promise wad be kep. The night cam, an we sat wi' open door an curtain drawn from the win- Great Day's Work for a Scout, the Misses dow (for when they come i' the spirit it's only through the window they can look). The ladies of Virginia and Maryland We three by the bright fire sat waiting for showed themselves to be, as a rule, fiercer the first sound o' her footstep. I heard it in their secessionism than the men, and by first, as, wi' the water dripping from her their aid many a disaster was brought clothes, she cam swiftly up the walk, an, upon the Union cause, and the gallant putting aside the rose-bush, looked in-officers and men engaged in its defence. only for one moment; then she was gone; In the summer of 1861, two young ladies but by that we kenned she was dead. It of the name of Scott, residents of Fairseemed to comfort my mither; so that, fax County, Virginia, were the means of when I left soon after to come here, I capturing the Captain of a volunteer regimade the same vow, 'that so long as my ment from Connecticut. They were at last

ment on the home and parents of their childhood, while the beautiful frame it had inhabited lay motionless before them.

Scott.

taken themselves, in the following man- 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.

Conditional Offer of his Autograph by Gen

eral Grant.

ner, by a scouting party who were earnestly in pursuit of the two in question. After getting out of the woods, the party came to a cornfield, and crawling 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 they might obtain an autograph from the were about a mile from the Union tents, hand which then held the nation's sword. and to look out sharp or they would be Partaking of the enthusiasm of the hour, a captured. The party of course appeared whole bevy of them congregated in the frightened, and posted a man outside to

Miss Scotts.

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The ladies sojourning at Willard's caravansory in Washington beset General Grant, in the true style of their sex, on one of his rare visits to Washington, that

keep a keen watch. Lieutenant Upton principal suite of parlors in the hotel, and told him he was an officer of a South Caro- signified by a messenger to General Grant, who was a guest of the house, that they lina regiment. The old man then told desired an interview with him. The him all about the United States camp, the General came down from his quarters, names of all the secession neighbors, and and a very pleasant levee was held by finally said he had in his house the two Miss Scotts who took the Yankee Cap- their dexterous and insinuating modus him. Many of the ladies succeeded by tain, the old man conducting them into the room and introducing them to the operandi in getting the General's autograph, the object which was so eagerly That moment was a blessed one indeed to sought for. In the course of the interview, an elderly lady applied to the Genthe scouting party, for right in their hands eral for an autograph, in behalf of a handwere those whom the whole brigade had some mother of six children who was been hunting for. But the gallant Federals continued to play their part, compli- fell upon the applicant, he immediately present; but when his sharp military eye menting the ladies highly for their feat, and pumping the old man for more in- stipulated that she should make the reformation. After learning the most direct quest in person. She did so, and immediately received the coveted bit of handroute to the Union camp, Lieutenant Upwriting. ton told them he and his party must go, but still he would like to see the whole family together to bid them good-bye. Accordingly they all came out in the front porch the old man, his wife, three sons, and daughter, and the two Miss Scotts.

Unrequited Gallantry in a New Orleans
Street Car.

It was a long time before the dainty hauteur of the New Orleans ladies could yield with any decent degree of flexibility The party simply formed a circle around to the rising star of General Butler and the gathered household, when Lieutenant his Union associates, and many a look and Upton, drawing his sword, demanded their act of lofty defiance were the latter made surrender to the United States. No pen the recipients of. One evening, a Federcould describe the blank and utter astonish- al officer-a very handsome man, by the ment, wonder and heart-sinkings, exhibited way, and, therefore, a little vain-happenat this moment. The two Miss Scotts and ed to be in a street railway car, wherein