rest.

dying; he will be dead to-morrow." To- wooden boxes, on which different makers morrow came, and old Hannah could not put their various distinguishing brands. She went to see the man, and he One day a lot of peculiarly hard arrived was still alive. Then she got some help, in the camp of the Fifth Excelsior. Sevtook her bed, put the man on it, and car-eral of the boys were wondering the meanried him bodily to her shanty; then she ing of the brand upon the boxes, which washed him all over, as a woman would was as follows: B. C., 603; the figures bea baby, and fed him with a spoon, and ing immediately beneath the initials. Va

the gallant writer was as hard on the se- | 1863; Corporal Henry Bixby, Company cessionists as he is upon Noah Webster K, Thirty-second regiment, killed at Getand Lindley Murray, he was a soldier who deserved to be rewarded with as good a wife as his "advertisement" could scare

up :

tysburg, July 3d, 1863; private Edward Bixby, Twenty-second regiment, died of wounds in the hospital at Folly Island, South Carolina; private Oliver Cromwell Bixby, Company E, Fifty-eighth regiment, killed before Petersburg, July 30th, 1864; private George Way Bixby, Company B, Fifty-sixth regiment, killed before Petersburg, July 30th, 1864. A sixth son, who

Messer Editer:-If you pleas stick an advertisement in your paper for me, as I have been in the army for a good while, and like to have something to cheer up. with in time of truble, and I am the son of a very welthy farmer, and have no bad was wounded in one of the then recent hapit, such as useing profane language and battles, and who belonged to a Massachudrinking and useing tobacco; and I would setts regiment, was lying ill in one of the like to open a correspondince with some hospitals. intelligent young lady, photograph exchanged if desired, and I have went through a number of hard battles, and I want you to put it up the way you think best, and my address is

E. J. G. 93d O. V. I., 2d Brig., 3d Div., 4th A. C., via Nashville, Tennessee.

Now I want you to stick in a gay advertisement.

Record of a Loyal Family: Five Martyr
Sons.

General Schouler's letter, it seems, attracted the attention of President Lincoln, who, by some means unknown to the General, ascertained the name of the mother, and an early mail brought the following letter to the Adjutant General for Mrs. Bixby:

EXECUTIVE MANSION,

WASHINGTON, 21st Nov., 1864. "Dear Madam: I have been shown in the files of the War Department a statement of the Adjutant General of Massachusetts that you are the mother of five sons who have died gloriously on the field of battle.

In November, 1864, the Boston papers published a communication from Adjutant General Schouler, of Massachusetts, in I feel how weak and fruitless must be which he mentioned the case of a Boston any words of mine which should attempt lady, a widow, who had had five sons killed to beguile you from the grief of a loss so in the war, and who was in rather poor overwhelming. But I cannot refrain from circumstances. The lady was about sixty tendering to you the consolation that may years of age, residing in Ward Eleven. be found in the thanks of the republic they In response to the General's letter a con- died to save. siderable amount of money was received for soldiers' families, and some was sent especially for the lady to whom allusion was made. General Schouler visited her and left the money, and made sure that the afflicted woman had everything comfortable for Thanksgiving.

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I pray that our Heavenly Father may assuage the anguish of your bereavement, and leave you only the cherished memory of the loved and the lost, and the solemn pride that must be yours to have laid so costly a sacrifice upon the altar of free

dom

The names of the five martyr sons are as follows: Sergeant Charles N. Bixby, ly, Company D, Massachusetts Twentieth regiment, killed at Fredericksburg, May 3d,

Yours, very sincerely and respectful-
A. LINCOLN."

"Mrs. Bixby."

Home and the Battlefield.

thought of his dear ones at home and their dependence upon him, and his possible inability to care for them in the future. Then he answered haltingly:

In a ramble over the field of battle at Gettysburg, after the awful scenes of carnage enacted there had ceased, the party came across a soldier who, although not apparently a severe sufferer, was anxious it."

"Because, because, Sir, I have use for

Yes, poor fellow, doubtless he had use for it. No wonder that brave John Burns -the only man at Gettysburg who fought at the battle in defence of his home-was inspired to do such noble deeds, under such noble examples!

All for her Lover.

Among the passengers on board the steamer Georgiana, plying between Fortress Monroe and Baltimore, on the night of December 28, 1861, was a lady who registered her name as Mrs. Baxley, and who had been brought up to the Fortress from Norfolk, under a flag of truce.

Mrs. Baxley appeared gay on the passage, and at the breakfast table the next morning she made some remarks which attracted the attention of Mr. Brigham, who asked her jocosely whether she was a secessionist-to which she answered, "Yes." After the gang plank was run out, the boat having landed at Baltimore, Mrs. Baxley was heard to say that she "thanked God she

John Burns, the only man in Gettysburg, Pa, who fought had arrived home safe;" and when about

at the Battle.

to rehearse his ills. The surgeon, after some cursory examination of his wound, remarked:

"You must have that limb examined, my good fellow; I will send for you tomorrow, and have you brought up."

A look of unutterable longing passed over the soldier's face. He knew the thought of the surgeon's mind; that examination meant amputation, and he exclaimed, half-savagely, but with a childish entreaty mellowing the defiance of his

voice:

stepping ashore, Mr. Brigham tapped her on the shoulder and requested her attendance in the ladies' cabin.

As soon as the room was reached, she took off her bonnet, between the lining of which were found upwards of fifty letters sewed in, she exclaiming that having been found out she thought it best to de-. liver the 'contrabands,' and be allowed to proceed on her way. But Mr. Brigham insisted upon it that she had others, when in her shoes and stockings numerous other letters were also found. The lady was closely guarded until the Provost Marshal

"I can't lose that leg-I can't, can't!" of Baltimore was informed of the case, "But why?"

He paused a moment, and a startled look passed over his face, as if in a flash he had

when he sent a lady to examine Mrs. Baxley with more scrutiny. Almost every possible place about her clothing was filled

with letters from Secessia for rebel sym- the steward of the boat to her; she sayspathizers at Baltimore. "Can these men have supper?" "No. But in her corsets was found a document ma'am; there has been no provision made which, when taken by the lady examining of that kind by the Government, and we the smuggler, Mrs. Baxley rushed at her, cannot provide these unless we provide and, getting hold of the paper, tore it in all." "Can you get them all supper if I two. The lady examiner rushed at Mrs. will pay for it?" "Yes." "Very well, B., at the same time calling assistance. do so." The supper was accordingly got, Mr. Brigham, who stood outside while the with all the delicacies on hand. No stint, operation was going on, rushed into the but the best, for which the sum of $150 saloon and found Mrs. Baxley vanquished, was paid. No one was informed of the and the document, though torn, in the pos- act, no herald or newspaper reporter was session of the Provost Marshal's aid. This there to proclaim it. One of the recipients document proved to be a commission from of her noble bounty is the narrator of Jeff. Davis to a Dr. Septimus Brown, of this. Baltimore, also passes and direction for

Burnside.

him to run the Federal blockade, in order Mose Bryan paying his Respects to General to gain the rebel domains. The Dr. was immediately arrested and sent to Fort McHenry.

Among the contrabands who presented themselves to General Burnside were Madam Baxley was taken to a hotel and Moses and Africa Bryan. The former several police officers placed on guard over asked, on coming into military quarters, her. While locked in her room, she for General Burnside. Having his tent dropped a note out of her window ad- pointed out, he entered it, and proceeded

dressed to her lover (the rebel doctor) imploring him, for God's sake, to fly, as all was discovered. She was also quite disheartened and said that she had braved all dangers for the sake of her lover, and, when on the point of having accomplished all her cherished desires, the cup of happiness (alas! such is life and such is love!) was dashed from her lips as she was about drinking from it. It seemed to be her only and darling desire to get her lover into the rebel army, and, having succeeded, she was only detected in her nefarious transactions when about completing her mission.

Supper for All: Woman's Goodness.

Mose Bryan.

One summer night, a lady belonging to Fall River, Massachusetts, a passenger on the Metropolis, while going from New York with some sick and wounded prison- to introduce himself. Bowing to the Gen

ers, seeing they were not cared for as her generous nature would dictate, and learning from them that the wants of the inner man were just then the strongest, called

eral, he says:

"I took the liberty to call on you-I am Moses Bryan."

"Well," says the General, "I am Gen

eral Burnside. Are you a good Union bowie-knives and revolvers; and there man, Moses?"

mous.

was no power of law to punish one for shooting a person accused of abolitionism. The lady was in a state of indescribable terror. She expected, every moment, to see her husband come in, to be first grossly insulted, and then to be shot or stabbed before her eyes. With a face pallid as death, and a voice trembling almost beyond control, she looked up to him, and said:

"Will you accept the apology of a lady, when I assure you that I intended no offense? I merely wished to ask a question for information."

"Yes," was the reply, "I will accept the apology of a lady; but you are no ladyyou are a cursed abolitionist, and I will wring your husband's nose for him when I meet him," and so on, until the lady left the table. The gentleman and lady found it expedient to leave New Orleans.

Heart-rending Scene.

As the severely wounded in the VirAt one of the leading hotels in New ginia battles, in the summer of 1864, were Orleans, a party were one day sitting at being transferred to the ambulances, a the breakfast table, before Louisiana had lady from Michigan was seen looking anxseceded. The question was asked, "Is iously around to ascertain if either of her there any news this morning?" A southerner, one of the most wealthy men in the city, a burly man, accustomed to despotic sway among his negroes, replied coolly, "Nothing, except that some of our boys went down the river last night, and took possession of one of the United States forts." A northern lady who was present, a lady by birth, by education, and by position, hesitatingly inquired, not provokingly, but as a question for information, "Is it not treason to seize a national fort?" This southern rebel burst out upon her with the most intemperate, profane, and vulgar abuse, denouncing her as a dYankee and abolitionist, and declaring that if she were a man, he would wring sons was among the number. Presently her nose for her, and that, as soon as her she recognized her son among the throng. husband came in, he would hold him ac- He was seated on a coffin, and his arm countable, and wring his nose. No one seemed to be shot off, or partly so. "Where dared to interfere, for such men carried is Charles?" said the anxious parent, while