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.

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.

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 Union- sheist and declared that the National troops "Take the horse, and go to Washingwere welcome to whatever she had. She ton. You may leave him with my son," said that on the march out, some of the (giving his name and residence)" and if a troops stopped at her place and took sev-secessionist meets you, shoot him; if there eral ducks; these she cared nothing about, is more than one, shoot the first, and trust and if they had taken much more they to the horse for the other, for he will soon

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.

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 seces- General 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.

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 investiShe said that Judge C was her gation. He found that the woman's story father as well as her master. At an early was as true as it was notorious. The age she had been sent to school in New facts were completely substantiated. GenYork, the school of the Mechanics' Insti- eral Butler gave her her freedom, and astute, in Broadway. When she was fif- signed her an allowance from her father's teen years of age, her father came to estate; and, some time after, Captain New York, took her from school to his Puffer, during his short tenure of power hotel, and compelled her to live with him as deputy provost marshal, gave her one as his mistress. She became the mother of the best of her father's houses to live of a child, of whom her master was father in, by letting apartments in which she adand 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."

ded to her income.

Mr. Parton, in giving the above narrative says: It is now a year since the outline of this story was first published to The Judge took her home with him to the world, but no attempt has been made, New Orleans, where he continued to live from any quarter, to controvert any part with her for awhile; then ordered her to of it. And, it may be added, that Mr. marry a favorite protégé. She refused. Parton is not the man to make or repeat He had her horsewhipped in the streets, questionable statements with his pen.

Mr. and Mrs. Grant.

"But he is Lieutenant-General." "Yes, but when a man can be elected President, it must be a strong temptation."

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 La- "I don't know. There have never ma. While 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 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 man." tending to awaken any expression of ambition dormant in her woman's heart. No returns! She said,

"Mr. Grant," (so she always called him,) "had succeeded below, and when he was called to this position, he thought it was his duty to try what he could do."

The hope was then expressed that he would succeed, and that he would take Richmond.

Mrs. Gen. Grant.

"Well, I don't know. I think he may -Mr. Grant always was a very obstinate man." (Nobody learns that trait of character sooner than a wife.)

Some conversation also took place with regard to the ensuing presidential term: "If General Grant succeeds, he may want to be President."

and."

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, "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 wher 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

nation be needed-by Major-General Ro- | obey the imperative call. He was a hus

secrans:

"HEAD-QUARTERS DEPARTMENT OF THE CUMBERLAND, April 17th, 1863. "GENERAL:-The general commanding directs me to call your attention to a flagrant outrage committed in your command, -a person having been admitted inside your lines, without a pass and in violation of orders. The case is one which calls for your personal attention, and the general commanding directs that you deal with the offending party or parties according to law.

band, and the father of a blue-eyed little girl, who had just begun to put words together. After the preparation for the camp had been made, the soldier nerved himself for the good-bye. Those present thought that the wife felt the parting less than the husband. Lively words flowed fast, and her fair face was as bright and calm as a morning in May. Her heart seemed to be full of gladness.

She cheered him with pleasant earnestness to show himself a man, and running on in a gleeful strain, admonished him not The medical director reports that an to come back if he were shot in the back. orderly-sergeant in Brigadier-General With incredible fortitude she bade her -'s division was to-day delivered of a child tell papa good-bye, and to say to baby,-which is in violation of all military him that she would not own him her father law and of the army regulations. No if he proved to be a coward. The echo such case has been known since the days of the soldier's footfall through the corriof Jupiter. dor had hardly passed away, when a ghastly palor was seen spreading over the lady's face. In a voice weak and husky she begged a friend to take her child, and before she could be supported she fell from her chair prostrate on the floor.

You will apply the proper punishment in this case, and a remedy to prevent a repetition of the act."

For the most complete, brilliant, and authentic narrative of the war and its scenes, in the above-named department, the "Annals of the Army of the Cumberland" must be allowed to be unsurpassed. No volume which the war has called forth, does greater honor to the talents of its author, and no soldier who served in its gallant ranks can well deprive himself of such a storehouse of the annals so memorable in national and personal history. A brave army, a popular general, and a magnificent corps of officers, well deserve commemoration, such as the "Annals, by John Fitch," gives them.

Home Scene in the Cradle of Rebellion. Bread Cast Upon the Waters. A member of one of the Charleston, A Southern fugitive, colored, who (S. C.) companies, on leave of absence in had, by good fortune, arrived in Boston,

the city, received a summons to appear at from Baltimore, was one day passing his post on Sullivan's Island, on one of the through the Doric Hall, at the State nights when the air was rife with the most House, when he recognized one of the startling rumors of the coming of an over- Massachusetts soldiers who was wounded whelming Federal fleet. With cheerful on the 10th of April, in Baltimore, and at promptitude the brave soldier prepared to once accosted him, inquiring after his