spoke in a fearless, ordinary tone of voice,

and said:

Falling Back at the Wrong Moment. Two old ladies were one time convers

"Father, did you see those Federals ing on the battle of Chickamauga. Said come to our house just now?" one (quoth the Columbia South Carolinian'):

"No," said he.

"There were ten of them," she added. The jayhawker who was threatening her father's life, put up his gun and said: "Oh, they were just our men who were in the brush. I saw them going that way myself."

"I don't think that they were your men," she turned to him and said; "anyway they have got short jackets on," (cavalry).

Hereupon the horsethieves turned, remounted their steeds, and incontinently 6 vamoused the ranche.'

Meanwhile, the old farmer and his ingeniously bright and bold girl returned to the house; when, without waiting to put on the saddle, he jumped upon his fastest "I wish, as General Bragg is a Chrishorse, and rode to town to tell his story tian man, that he were dead and in heaven; and seek protection. That there are some I think it would be a God-send to the Conbright girls in Missouri no one will doubt who has read Mr. C. C. Coffin's ("Carleton,") admirable sketches of the war in that and other regions.

Young Feminine Spoiling for Fight.

federacy."

"Why, my dear," said the other, "if the General were near the gates of heaven, and invited in, at that moment he would fall back."

's Trade for a Kiss.

Lizzie Compton, a smart young Miss of Captain sixteen, presented herself one day at Lou- One evening, at the Bazaar held for the isville, for the purpose of being mustered soldiers, at Columbus, Ohio, a pretty Indian out of the service, she having been for girl was observed exerting her persuasive some months a member of the Eleventh powers to their utmost tension, to induce Kentucky cavalry. She had served in seven a certain military gent, who ranked as a different regiments, and participated in captain, to buy of her a bead basket, or several battles. At Fredericksburg she some other ornament which she had in her was seriously wounded, but recovered and possession, for disposal on that occasion. followed the fortunes of war, which cast her from the Army of the Potomac to the Army of the Cumberland. She fought in the battles of Green River bridge, on the 4th of July, receiving a wound which disabled her for a short time. Seven or eight times she was discovered and mustered out of service, but immediately re-enlisted in another regiment. She stated that her home was in London, Canada West, that being the place of her parents' residence.

As the gallant Captain had been gouged an unlimited number of times during the evening, he didn't quite yield to the soft and bland appeal; but thinking to startle the maiden a bit, said jokingly

"Don't want to buy your trinkets, but I'll give you five dollars for a kiss!"

The maid reflected but a moment-she was laboring in a noble cause, for the soldiers, good-"surely in such a case there's no harm;" so, in a twinkling of the eye,

she said, "Done, sir," and, as she expressed less provident; and so great was the deit, gave him a whapper right on his cheek. mand for cave workmen, that a new Military drew back, abashed. The branch of industry sprang up and became crowd saw it and laughed. There was popular-particularly as the personal safebut one way of escape-he pulled out his ty of the workmen was secure, and money somewhat depleted wallet and forked over to be made withal. a V. He then rushed frantically up stairs and drowned his sorrow in a flowing bowl of oyster soup. The maiden, in the meantime, maintained her accustomed tranquility.

Became a Soldier After All.

Finally, the surrender of Vicksburg came, and the husband of the lady entered her cave retreat and informed her of the fact.

"It's all over! the white flag floats from our forts! Vicksburg has surrendered!"

He put on his uniform coat, silently Mrs. Crissey, of Decatur, Illinois, whose buckled on his sword, and prepared to husband was chaplain in an Illinois regi- take out the men, to deliver up their arms ment, related to a visitor that many years in front of the fortification. The lady ago her little baby, while playing in the said of this change of circumstances: “I street, fell down, and began to cry. A felt a strange unrest, the quiet of the day very tall young man, who was just then was so unnatural. I walked up and down passing by with a yoke of oxen, picked the cave until M- returned. The day the child up, and handing him inside the was extremely warm; and he came with gate, said, cheerily, "You will never a violent headache. He told me that the make a soldier if you cry for that." The Federal troops had acted splendidly; they little fellow at once banished his grief. were stationed opposite the place where The tall young man was Abraham Lincoln, the Confederate troops marched up and and Mrs. Crissey introduced to the visitor a young Captain, home on furlough, as her son, who had become a soldier after all. Such are the odds and ends which turn up with the whirligig of old Father Time.

In and Out of the Vicksburg Caves.

stacked their arms; and they seemed to feel sorry for the poor fellows who had defended the place for so long a time. Far different from what he had expected, not a jeer or taunt came from any one of the Federal soldiers. Occasionally a cheer would be heard, but the majority seemed to regard the poor unsuccessful soldiers The wife of one of the Confederate with a generous sympathy. After the surofficers, who was confined within the "wall render, the old gray-headed soldier, in of fire" which surrounded Vicksburg dur- passing on the hill near the cave, stopped, ing the memorable days of April and June, and touching his hat, said: "It's a sad day, wrote an entertaining volume on the scenes this, madam; I little thought we'd come and incidents which there transpired. Like to it, when we first stepped into the enmost of her companions, she was com- trenchments. I hope you'll yet be happy, pelled to seek shelter from the deluge of madam, after the trouble you've seen;" iron hail in the caves-these being the to which I mentally responded, Amen." fashion-the rage-over besieged Vicks- The poor hunchback soldier, who had been burg. Negroes, who understood their sick, and who, at home in Southern Misbusiness, hired themselves out to dig them, souri, is worth a million of dollars, I have at from thirty to forty dollars, according been told, yet within Vicksburg has been to the size. Many persons, considering nearly starved, walked out to-day in the different localities unsafe, would sell them pleasant air, for the first time in many to others, who had been less fortunate, or days."

unless you promise to publish in this evening's paper a humble apology for it." "I shall do no such thing," replied the assistant editor: "I have nothing to retract

General Butler as a Young Lawyer. The shrewd dodge resorted to by Butler, when a young lawyer, in the acquittal of a counterfeiter, and the strange figure cut by Ben on the street, in wresting him-nothing to apologize for." from the hands of a constable, are among "Then take that!" shouted the irate the memorabilia of the General's former attorney, bringing down his raw-hide a la days. It so happened that one of the ed- Brooks. itors of the Lowell Courier was present and witnessed both scenes of the farce.

The assistant editor, dodging the badly aimed blow, seized the just filled ink-stand from the desk and let fly. He proved a better marksman than his antagonist. It struck Ben flat as a flounder on the breast, bespattering his bosom and face to a degree his opponent could hardly have hoped. for. Just then the door of the printing office opened, and Ben was smartly seized by half a dozen stout printers, hustled down stairs in a most informal kind of gait, and with tattered hat, face smeared with ink, and torn coat, ejected into the street. Whoever saw him, just then, was in no doubt that somebody had got into a scrape! The contrast in "plucky Ben's" appearance then and when he afterwards donned his epaulettes and stars, was, to say the

The same evening, therefore, a column was devoted to Butler, describing in humorous and sarcastic language his exploits least, quite suggestive. of the forenoon at the court-house. The next morning, Butler appeared in the Conversation with an Atlanta Young Lady. sanctum of the Courier, armed with a for- The order of General Sherman, after midable raw-hide, and demanded of Colo- the capture of Atlanta, expatriating all nel Schouler, the senior editor of the the inhabitants of that city, in view of makpaper-afterwards Adjutant-General of ing it a great military depot, or point d'apMassachusetts-the name of the author pui, was the occasion of many a startling of the offensive article.

"I'm not accustomed to reveal the authorship of any portion of the original matter which appears in my paper," replied the Colonel: "I hold myself, however, personally responsible for the whole of it."

"If you wish to know so very much the author of that article, I wrote it, Mr. Butler," meekly interposed the youthful assistant editor, turning around from his desk at the opposite side of the room.

domestic scene. The spirit which it bred is well illustrated in the conversation given below, between a young Southern lady, of refinement, and a Union gentleman, just as the former was starting on her tour of exile.

Young Lady-It is very hard to be obliged to leave our home. We have not felt the war before, except in the cost of the luxuries of life. We did not believe that your army would ever penetrate so far south, but I suppose our removal is one of the necessities of the situation, and we drel," screamed Butler, brandishing his would much rather give up our homes than raw-hide, "and I've come up here to live near the Yankees. We will get far thrash you within an inch of your life, enough away this time.

"I suppose you did, you

scoun

Unionist-May I ask where you intend will throw ourselves into the arms of to go?

France, which only wait the chance to

Young Lady-To Augusta, where your embrace us. army can't come.

Unionist-I would not be sure of that. It is a long way from Nashville to Atlanta, -yet we are here.

Young Lady (with ineffable scorn)-Oh, yes, you will flank' us, I suppose.

Unionist-Possibly, madam.

Unionist-Reconstruction will undoubtedly come about in time, miss. But we shall not permit France or any other foreign power to interfere. France would embrace you, without doubt, if she gets a chance, but it will be the hug of an anaconda, who will swallow you whole, without mastication.

Young Lady Look here, sir; there are not two nations on the face of the earth, Young Lady-Anything rather than whose language, customs and habits are become subject to the North. We will different, and who are geographically sepa- not submit to that degradation.

rated as wide as the poles, but what are nearer to each other than the North and the South. There are no two peoples in the world who hate each other more.

Unionist-If you are defeated you will; and then you will have thoroughly learned what your people have never, before the war, in the slightest degree understood-how to respect us. I assure you, friendship follows very close upon the heels of mutual respect.

Young Lady-There is much truth in that, sir, and we are willing to confess that we never even believed the North would fight; and while

there is a certain feeling of respect which has been forced upon us, we hate you all the more now, because we despised you before.

Alas! the Poor Soldier.

Unionist-I hardly think there is the difference you describe, miss. It seems to Shortly after one of the terrible battles me just as if you and I were Americans, on the soil of Virginia, which sent thouwith no vital points of difference between sands of brave soldiers to their last home, us which may not be settled some day. and mangled and mutilated thousands more And then, I protest against the idea that for life, a wounded soldier was observed we 'hate you.' I understand public feel- wearily making his way along Main street, ing at the North pretty well, and such a Worcester, Mass., among the hurrying sentiment does not exist there generally. crowds which thronged the walk. One Young Lady-Well, sir, we hate you; empty coat sleeve showed that the aim we will never live with you again. If of one rebel musket at least had not been you whip us, and any of these mean poli- faulty. As he was jostled rudely along, ticians in the South (and there are thou- the blood trickled slowly down to the pavesands of them who will be only too glad ment, proving that the wound was far to do it) offer terms of reconstruction, we from healed. Presently two young women

-hardly worthy the name of 'ladies,' while the gentleman went back to Cuba although attired as such,-approached. to arrange and settle his private affairs, They, too, saw the maimed and bleeding with a view of permanently residing in soldier, and daintily drawing closer their the United States. About one month beflowing robes, with their delicate noses ele- fore the time appointed for the nuptials to vated in disgust, they shrunk away with take place, the Mobile banker received sundry little feminine exclamations of dis- and accepted a commission as Brigadiergust and aversion. As the unfortunate General in the Confederate service, and soldier stepped within the shadow of a in his first battle, a few weeks after, redoorway, and leaned his head upon his ceived a mortal wound. His sudden death

involved the family in unexpected embarrassment, and from a state of wealth they were plunged into comparative obscurity and poverty. Upon this state of affairs being made known to the father of Senor B., he broke off the match between the latter and Miss Eugenie, and interdicted even the slight correspondence afforded through the medium of blockade runners.

remaining arm, to hide the tears which Thus matters remained for a considerable

their deeds and words toward one of a
sensitive nature had caused to moisten his
eyes, a spectacle of lonely desolation,
caused by such heartless ingratitude, was
presented, which brought pity from more
than one passer by.

Senor B- and the Confederate Brigadier's
Daughter.

time, until finally the old man died, leaving the son free, of course, to wed the maiden of his choice. He immediately took passage for, and after several days reached, Mobile. He there found that his intended mother-in-law, overcome with grief at her husband's falling in battle, had succumbed to the fell destroyer, and folIn the summer of 1860, Senor B-, lowed her partner to the grave, while the son of a wealthy Cuban planter, was Eugenie was conducting a seminary for staying at Saratoga. While there he be- young ladies. The meeting between the came acquainted with Miss Eugenie F., young couple need not be described-it daughter of a well known Mobile banker. will suffice to say, that the school was The parties became enamored of each given up, the parties married, and in a other, and all things being satisfactory, few days embarking from Wilmington, they became betrothed with the consent North Carolina, they arrived in safety at of the old folks, and the marriage was ap- Nassau. From thence they went to New pointed to take place on the 16th of Au-York, and "all went merry as a marriage gust, 1861. The lady returned to her home, bell."