among his comrades. Though naturally | purpose in question. On one corner she courageous and stout hearted, his physical had marked her name, and with that mark prostration had seriously affected his mind, only had sent it on its mission, little and he was full of despondency, expecting dreaming what coincidence would attend momentarily to die. When the supplies that mission. The blanket, laid with tenof the Sanitary Commission were con- der hands over the soldier, immediately. veyed to the camp, the condition of this caught his eye; the material seemed faman was brought particularly to the atten- miliar; he had certainly seen it before, tion of the agent having them in charge. and that thought roused his whole nature. He, full of sympathy for the suffering fel- Presently, pulling up the corners to his low, provided him with all possible com-face-he was too weak to raise himself— forts, such as fruits, medicines, and agree- and passing the whole slowly before his able food, adding to his supplies a sick eyes, he saw the name dearer to him than blanket, which he carefully folded over all the world besides! In an instant the the patient, as he lay on his hard, board whole story of her sacrifice for the solbed. The following day, visiting the reg-diers' sake was daguerreotyped upon his imental camp a second time, the agent was thought. What wonder that, under the met by the Colonel with the information flood of memories which that moment that Andrews was much better, and prom-came over him, sweeping away all thoughts ised, after all, to recover.

“Would you believe it," said the Colonel, "the sight of that blanket seemed to bring the fellow right back to life; his whole manner brightened; his very fingers grew nettlesome, clutching the blanket with a very ecstacy of delight."

The agent hurried to the sick man's tent, and found him, indeed, vastly improved. His face brightened as the agent approached, but he did not take his gaze from the blankets. Presently, pointing with his long, thin finger to a corner of the blanket, he whispered

of self, all despondency and gloom, he grew hopeful again, realizing that he still had something to live for, and work to do-and all because of this precious gift; a tonic which strengthened and saved him when nothing else, it may be, could have brought him safely through.

Yes! Andrews recovered; and to his dying day undoubtedly he will be a believer in the medicinal qualities of blankets.

We know not the source of the above most touching narration, but it sounds so much like the beautiful and winsome delineations penned by Mr. Coffin, ("Carleton,") author of that widely circulated work "Days and Nights on the Battlefield," -contributed to the Loston Journal-that we may safely cite that graphically written volume as the repository of "more of the same sort."

Dalliance and Treachery.-Lieutenant H. and Mrs. C.

The story of that blanket was a simple and yet a surprising one. It had been made by the soldier's own wife, living, far away among the Vermont hills, and had been sent with other contributions from the same neighborhood to the Sanitary While the Federal army lay before Commission. The woman was poor, her Fredericksburg, in the early part of Dehome was humble, but she had a true cember, the cavalry of the Left Grand heart, and having nothing else to give she Division picketed the country from Dumhad actually cut up the silk dress in which fries toward the Rappahannock. The line she was married, and applied it to the had been marked out by a staff officer,

whose judgment in such matters was very to assume all the privileges of actual questionable, and only the most incessant widowhood.

watchfulness could secure the advance So, like a spider waiting for prey, she posts from surprise and capture. A mul- dwelt there in her house, watching the titude of woodland roads diverged in movements of the Union soldiers. every direction, so that cavalry forces

Presently Jacob, who had been loitercould easily get into the rear of the ing round, thought that he had better see who lived in that house, and went gallantly up the hill. Mrs. C. was all smirks and courtesy. She did not deny that she was Southern in heart. Her husband was in the Southern army, and she thought he was right in being there. But it was hard for a poor lonely woman; and the soldiers were so rude. She would feel so much obliged if Lieutenant H. would protect her. She would be very happy if he I could take his meals at her house, for then the men would feel that they must not disturb her, and she was sure that a gentheman of Lieutenant H.'s appearance and manners would see that no harm was done. The poor foolish fly thought the spider a very charming creature, and could. not see the web into which he was blundering. He accepted the invitation most cordially, thinking that he must certainly have produced an impression. With posts. The only thing was to be ready an air of hospitality, Mrs. C. then ordered to take advantage of the same intricacy her horse to be saddled, telling H. that she to escape, and give the alarm. Every would go at once and provide a pair of man must be alert to mount and fight and chickens for dinner, her own having been retreat at a moment's notice. Weapons all stolen. H. had already arrived at that must be at hand, and girths kept tight point when he could see no objection to enough for service. any thing which she proposed; and, in

Dalliance and Treachery.

Under these circumstances, Lieutenant the meantime, he kept up an animated Jacob H-, with sixteen men, was posted conversation, saying many tender things, on the road leading from Stafford to Dum- and casting many enamored glances at his fries; his Captain, with even a smaller hostess. Of course he tangled himself party, taking a position to support him. more and more in the web, letting her Now, there happened to live on that road find out just what she wished to know,close to picket head-quarters, a certain she need not be afraid, she would not Mrs. C, the wife of a Captain in the meet any Federal troops; his were the only rebel artillery. This lady was young, and ones in that neighborhood, and his pickets attractive enough to poor fellows in the were placed in such and such directions. army, cut off from all the charms of femi- So she rode off, and he returned to his nine society during most of the time. post. While he was thus away, his men, Then she was by necessity "a grass as will always be the case when an officer widow," and by inclination seemed ready is not attentive, had removed their weap

ons, and some had even taken off their saddles. H.'s mind was too much engaged in thinking about the lady to take notice of things relating to his duty, and when his Captain rode up to visit the post he found every thing in this careless state. H. forthwith received a stern reprimand, and a peremptory order to see that his men kept armed, and their horses were saddled. For this time he obeyed the order; but by the time two reliefs had gone round all was again in the same condition.

ing it, Jacob was already in love. The fly had got fatally entangled in love.

As he walked up to that supper an old colored woman met him at the door.

"Oh, massa!” she whispered, "don't go in da. Our sodgers come and catch you, shu'!"

"What's that silly creature saying?" said her mistress, who had slipped out and overheard her speech: "She is always fancying the Southern troops are coming to fight you, ever since she was scared at Dumfries some time ago. I have been What the fascinating Mrs. C. had been waiting for you, and it is very ungallant doing may easily be conjectured. She in you to prefer her conversation to had only to take a short ride to her neigh- mine!" bors, get the chickens, let fall information

H. hurried in, and was soon sipping

of the Federal disposition, and return coffee, and thinking of nectar-though it home as innocently as could be. The had come from his own haversack origichickens had not been picked, however, nally. The piano was then enlistel in before a clever negro was making his way the service, and Mrs. C. was singing some with a note to the advance post of Gen- of her sweetest songs with much expreseral Hampton. The chickens were very sion. Suddenly she began to play a tender, the lady tenderer, the Lieutenant march with the full power of the instrutenderest of all. He sat for some time ment; and it was not until some minutes after dinner, describing his military career, had passed by that H. distinguished his hopes and disappointments, meeting through the music the sound of the galwith a delicate sympathy which he had loping of horse. Unfortunate Jacob! never before received. When they part- His sword was in the supper room, where ed it was only to be till tea time, when he had left it as he sat down. He rushed the lady promised him some music. Alas! for it, and bearing it in his hand made for Jacob, even if he had had brains enough the door. to think of his responsibilities, would have run the risk of capture in order to enjoy the society of a lady who evidently appreciated his excellent qualities far better than the vulgar souls with whom he associated in the regiment. He had met with a congenial spirit, and he looked forward charming Mrs. C. rush from the parlor with delight to his three days of picket into this officer's arms; and he gnashed duty, from which he was generally inclined his teeth as several unmistakable kisses to hang back. He went over in thought were given by those lips which had utall that he had said, and all that she had tered such gentle sounds for him but a replied, and constructed an imaginary little while before! Could he believe his conversation for the evening which would eyes and ears? She was actually laughbe still more delightful. He wondered ing at him, joined by her husband! what songs she would sing, and thought

"I will trouble you for that!" said a manly voice.

Poor Jacob had to render his weapon up to an officer in Confederate uniform who stood upon the threshold. Then, oh bitter mortification! he witnessed the

"Take good care of him, Charlie !"

of the comments he could subjoin to the she said: "You don't know how dangermost sentimental. In short, without know-ous I found him."

And the aforesaid Charlie, bowing very est care, re-adjusted the cape of his coat low, thanked him in a tone of mock cour- over his head, and supported him to the tesy for the attention he had paid his sidewalk. The last seen of the stranger wife; assuring him that he would repay he was conducting the poor soldier down it by carrying him on a little visit to his that street. God bless him. He was a own camp. Poor Jacob was overwhelmed noble specimen of the noble legions in the by these unexpected courtesies,' and glorious Empire State, who, under the could not find a word to reply. He was lead of that true hearted man, Governor led off like a lamb; and, escorted by Morgan, gave their treasure and blood to three hundred Southern cavalry, made his save the nation's life, and made their first reconnoissance of his own picket names memorable in the annals of victoWhat was worse, on being ex- rious warfare. All honor to such a State changed he found that he had been summa--to her good Samaritans and soldiersrily dismissed from service, with loss of to her noble rulers!

line.

all pay and allowances; and he had

nothing afterward to do but to murmur at the injustice of the Government and the treachery of Southern women.

Samaritanism of the Genuine Type. The "good Samaritan" is often heard of. He made his appearance one day in a Jersey ferry omnibus, New York City, under the following circumstances. On one side of the vehicle, near the door, there was a sick soldier. Very ill, wan, and emaciated he looked, with dark circles round his eyes, and the cape of his overcoat put up over his cap to keep off any breath of air, while his thin hands were bare to the winter cold. Some one got out who sat next him; immediately the place was taken by a man from the opposite side, who at once pulled off his own warm gloves and handed them to the soldier. The latter feebly attempted to decline them, but the other insisted, and he gratefully put them on, and looked at his well covered hands with a sigh of satisfaction. The man, (the Samaritan,) was a plain, quiet looking person, and did the little act of kindness without the slightest ostentation, as if it were purely a matter of course with him to clothe the naked. Nor was this all; he asked where the soldier was going. The reply was, 'Albany.' At the corner of Warren street the good man got down and deliberately lifted the poor fellow out in his arms with the great

Ah, Mother-Mother! I knew you would
Come!"

The condition of the sick and wounded in Nashville, Tenn., before the occupation of that city by the National troops, was wretched in the extreme. The hospitals were filled, the surgeons worn out, and death everywhere stalked rampant, with neither food nor medicine to bar his approach.

On one of the beds there lay a young officer, burning with fever. He had evidently been delicately nurtured, and his bright eyes were fixed with a diseased, unnatural lustre, upon the miniature of a regal-looking woman, which he held in his hectic, wasted hands, his hot purple lips all the while murmuring, "Mother, mother!" He was covered with a single

blanket-enough as long as disease was | house, to be from there sent back to Washburning in his veins of fire-and his ington. head rolled from side to side uneasily with the intense pain, vainly trying to find relief or rest, on the hard, unyielding knapsack, which was his only pillow; an attendant knelt by him and bathed his face with some water, while one of the gray-robed ladies placed a pillow under his head. At this the poor fellow said

"Ah, mother, mother! I knew you would come, this is the first moment of comfort I have known for a week!"

Sixth Massachusetts Regiment's Daughter. Little Miss Lizzie, the Daughter of the Massachusetts Sixth Regiment, looked charmingly in her regimental costume, as "the child," and was an object of most peculiar interest to all who had an opportunity of observing her pretty form and features amid such novel surroundings. She was but ten years old, yet from the time of her first appearance in camp, she proved a great comfort to the soldiers in the hospital, visiting them daily, and dispensing among the unfortunate many a little delicacy, as well as going frequently through the streets of the camp with strawberries, cherries, etc. Sometimes she distributed as many as sixteen boxes to a company-the market-man, of course, driving his cart to each tent.

The presentation speech accompanying the gift of the uniform, was made by Sergeant Crowley, of Lowell. The "Daughter" took the box containing the dress, and, with canteen upon her person, she tripped lightly into the 'hospital' that was close at hand, and in a few moments appeared in her new and beautiful attire. Standing upon the green, with the beautiful silk banners on each side, she addressed the regiment as follows:—

Nuptials in Camp: Maine and Maryland. When the Seventh Maine regiment were encamped in Baltimore, in the summer of 1861, one of the soldiers, named Clapp, fell in love with a young girl who used to peddle apples to the boys,' and promised to marry her. Her mother consented, but about the time set for the marriage the regiment left the place. After they had been in their new location, on the Potomac, about three weeks, who should come into camp one day but Clapp's girl! After a week or so the captain of Clapp's company gave his consent, and they were married and had a tent to themselves. But she was a foolish thing, and after a while the Colonel and Captain wanted to get rid of her. It happened that Clapp was one of the men detached from his regiment to go on board the Western gun- "Comrades-when you took me, a stranboats. So his wife packed up and was ger, and adopted me as your daughter, I going back to Baltimore. But, as luck had but little idea of what you were doing, would have it, when Clapp presented him- and what my duties were; but having self at head-quarters, they wouldn't accept been in camp with you two months, and him, and sent him back to camp. When learned to know you all, I have learned the time came for the regiment to leave to love you all, and I feel that you all love camp, and it started on the advance, they me, because there are none of you when we all supposed that was the last they should meet but have a kind word and a pleasant see of the soldier's girl. But one fine day smile for me. And now that you have put who should march into camp at its new me in uniform, I feel still more that I belong quarters but Mrs. Clapp, dressed in full to you, and I will try never to forget it. But military suit, with knapsack on her back, you do not expect me to talk, but, like this and canteen and haversack by her side! splendid treasure, which I shall prize as a She was indeed a romantic feminine on a remembrance to the last day of my life— 'bender.' Her disguise was seen through which is full to relieve the parched lips at once, and she was sent to the guard of my sick and wounded comrades-so