LIEUTEXANT-OENERAL GRANT AND HIS BRAVE SOLDIERS. \ V v-: ^Vl^ PICTORIAL Boo^ -'^r -OF- J^9e(;dote5o.^-^l^eb^llio9 -OR THE Funny and Pathetic Side of the War, EMBRACING THE MOST BRILLIANT AND REMARKABLE ANECDOTICAL EVENTS OF THE Qf^EAf CoNfLlcf IN m UNlfeo SfAfts, FROM THE TIME OF THE MEMORABLE TOAST OF ANDREW JACKSON, UTTERED IN 1830, IN THE PRESENCE OF THE ORIGINAL SECESSION CONSPIRATORS, TO THE ASSASSINATION OF PRESIDENT LINCOLN, AND THE END OF THE WAR. WllH Famous T3;Jor6$ and Deebs of T3;lomen» l/ By FRAZAR KIR KL AND, • - Author of the •'Cvclopb.dia op Commercial and Business Anecdotes," Etc. ■with an introduction bv the scholar and historian ^ ^,rif --■->. BENSON J. LOSSING. / ^ cO"^R/GHr ^% , 0EC.161889;,. BEAUTirULLT ILLUSTRATED WITH OVER 300 ENGRAVINGS. y. H. MASON, Publisher, ST. LOUIS, MO. \ Copyrighted 1889, By M. E. mason. All Rights Reserved. ^'o ^^ TO THE PUBLISHERS. Gentlemen: I am gratified by knowing that you are about to issue "Kirkland's Pictorial Book of Anecdotes and Incidents of the Rebellion." I have examined its contents both literary and artistic, and I regard it as one of the most entertaining books suggested by the events of the late Civil War in America, with which I am acquainted. It relieves the story of that mighty struggle of a great nation for the preservation of its existence of much of its sadness. The general accuracy of Mr. Kirkland's book in its historic features cannot, I think, be justly questioned. The portraits of actors, Civil and Military, in the Civil War, are given with singular fidelity. These essential matures give solid value to the work beyond its capacity for entertaining the jader. The usual style of the narrative is spirited but never extravagant or .ensational. A good moral tone pervades the work, and renders it a health- ful book for a family. The following paragraph in the Preface will convey ^o the mind a general impression of the nature of the contents of the volume : " The Yolume comprises Anecdotes and Incidents of several hundred ollisions, skirmishes, and battles of the great War on land and sea, North md South ; the most famous sayings and doings in political circles, bearing ;pon secession in its public and private aspects; camp, picket, spy, scout nd battle-field adventures; the brilliant tactics, ruses, strategy, etc., etc., which made the war so remarkable even in the eyes of European govern- ments; thrilling feats of bravery among the tarpaulins and blue-jackets; 'hard-tack' and mule beef legends; recruiting, conscripting, and substituting oddities ; female soldiers ; the harrowing sights and experiences of the hos- pital and prison, and all the inner-life happenings, humors and drolleries of an army fill the pages of the work." The arrangement of the work is most excellent for the convenience of the reader, the contents being classified, and grouped under eight appropriate heads, illustrating — 1. Patriotism and Political and Civil Polity. 2. The Gathering of the Armies, Volunteering, Drafting, etc. 8. Great Conflicts and Achievements — Individual Heroism. 4. Naval and Commercial. 6, Military Organization. 6. Currency, Finance, and Telegraphing. 7. Do- mestic, Moral, Sanitary, and Womanly. 8. Final Scenes and Events in the Great Drama. For the additional convenience of the reader, the work is equipped with an Index of Battles, etc., and an elaborate Topical Index. I can conscien- tiously commend the work to my countrymen. Benson J. Lossing. The Midge. PREFACE: PLAINT OF THE WOEK, It is safe to assume that no family — no intelligent man, or woman, indeed, — in the sisterhood of States composing our common country, will be willing to forego tlie possession of some portraiture of the more lively or personal sayings and doings which crowded themselves with such rapidity into each succeeding day of the Great Four Years' War: and, to supply that want, in the most fit and attractive form, this volume has been prepared, and is now offered, — in confident assurance of its value and popular reception, — to the American People. Not only would it be a dilftcult task to find that man or woman whose mind has not been thus enlisted to the most intense degree of uiterest in the great procession of events during the period named, but the attempt would be almost equally futile to discover the family circle or individual upon whom those events have not fallen, either directly or indirectly, with a shock which memory will never efface nor time obliviate. And whilst, of these latter, it may be said the number is well nigh past enumeration, who have spilled their blood, sundered the nearest and dearest ties, endured weari- some and relentless persecution, and been brought to irretrievable penury and desola- tion ; on the other hand, multitudes there are, who now find reason to rejoice, as surviving participants in the grand and triumphant, though bloody and appalling train of events, which, under an overruling Providence, have doomed forever this and all future similar attempts to destroy a Government founded in the blood and prayers of earth's wisest and best, and upon which the hopes of the world are centred. Great Company of Heroic Martyrs ! The Nation's acclaim of gratitude hails and blesses you, and the Song of Jubilee which you have put into the hearts of the people — yea, of thrice ten millions ! — shall be taken up by coming generations, and in far distant lands now awaking to political consciousness, until every voice shall sing responsive to the Universal Anthem of Manhood Vindicated, Justice Regenerated, and Liberty Enthroned. To exhibit and commemorate the course of events thus inaugurated in crimeful ambition and sectional heresy, and culminating in a New Birth, and in a larger, stronger, and more enduring Life to the Nation thus sought to be destroyed, the historian has gathered together and woven into thoughtful chapters the documentary materials and official details of the Struggle ; the poet's genius has lent its inspiration to the charm of glowing and melodious rhyme ; and the pen cf romance has indited its most touch- ing story of mingled pathos and horror, of principle tested, and suffermg crowned with victory ! All these have their appropriate place, — their peculiar usefulness and adaptation. Future generations, scarcely less than the present, will read with absorbmg avidity the historian's volume ; the poet's ringing verse will not cease to be the keynote to warm the sympatlries and rouse the heai-t to greater love of patriotism, freedom and justice ; and the more gushing sensibilities will find food in the well-wrought tale ot heart-trials not simply " founded " on fact, but the delineation of gaunt fact itself, in itt* relation to individual cases imiumerable. O PREFACE. The character of the present work, — The Book of Anecdotes and Incidents OF THE War of the Rebellion, — is distinctive alike from that of the sober History, the connected Narrative, and the impassioned Story. Whilst embracing all that is striking and marvellous, touching, Avitty and pathetic, in the scenes from which the latter have been produced, its object is not to weave together any individual theory, philosophy, or methodical detail of affairs, but to present, in attractive form and classifi- cation, a volume of the most thrilling, racy and wonderful incidents in the Nation's four years' experience of War, culminating in the assassination of Lincoln, the Beloved Chief Magistrate, and in the ignominious doom of the Arch- Conspirators ! It may be remai'ked, in a word, that, equally to the Army, the Navy, and to the Civilian, — one and the same in their glorious consecration to the great cause of National Existence, — are the pages of this work devoted. Nor is this collection confined to any particular State, Section, Corps, or Depart- ment, but embraces them all. The States loyal, and those in rebellion, are here por- trayed, in the scenes, incidents and episodes, which transpired in them respectively. The Army of the Potomac, of the Cumberland, of Virginia, of the Southwest, of the James, and every other, of whatever name, is alike and copiously represented. Gen- erals Grant, Sherman, Sheridan, McClellan, Burnside, Hooker, Thomas, Butler, Fre- mont, — Admirals Farragut, Foote, Porter, Rodgers, Dahlgren, Dupont, and the rest of the great host of Chief Commanders on the Land and on the Sea, — their grand armies, corps, divisions, brigades, fleets, squadrons, etc., and the brave men under their lead, — are here duly commemorated. The stirring deeds of the Armies and Fleets en masse, and of their officers and men individually, — those momentous days and hours, those transcendent acts and move- ments, the memory of which will live in letters of blood before the eyes and burn like fire in the hearts of those who participated in them ; these, sifted like gold, are here spread out in all their varied attractiveness. Thus it is, that the rank and file, as well as the superior officers, are made illustrious in these pages, by the valor, skill or achievement, which distinguished them, — and such instances may be said, without any strain of truth, to have characterized every regiment and crew, without exception, in the Grand Army and Navy of the Union ! A o-lance at the General Contents of this work will furthermore show that they comprise Anecdotes of Scenes and Events relating to several hundred battles, skir- mishes and collisions, on land and sea, mcluding every engagement of note during the prolonged Conflict ; that the vessels from whose mast-head the gallant ensign waved memorably in the nation's service, have here their annals of fame and honor ; and thart not a single general officer, of historic fame, in either arm of the comitry's defence, has been lost sight of, in giving completeness to the volume as a repository of whatever is piquant, racy, marvellous, pathetic, or grand, in the different depart- ments and fields of military operation. The most famous sayings and doings in political circles, bearing upon Secession in its public and private aspects ; camp, picket, spy, scout and battle-field adventures ; the brilliant tactics, ruses, strategy, etc., which have made this war so remarkable even in the eyes of European military governments ; thrilling feats of bravery among the tarpaulins and blue-jackets ; " hard-tack " and mule beef legends ; recruiting, con- scripting and substituting oddities ; female soldiers ; the haiTOwing sights and experi- ences of the hospital mid prison ; and all the inner-life happenmgs, humors and drolleries of an army ; — these cover the broad pages of this richly filled volume, and, it is believed, render it, above all other works which the war has called forth, the one in especial which, for the spare hours of home readuig, every soldier, seaman, citizen and family, will desire to possess. But, in addition to the above brief summary of contents, it may be claimed for this work that it is, almost exclusively, the one specially planned for a choice and discrimi- nating exhibition of Wonmn's Career in the Scenes and Events of the War ! Per- haps no other fact could give such peculiar value to these pages, or secure for them such ready acceptance on the part of the reading public. PREFACE. 9 The separate volume, originally contemplated by the editor, to be devoted entirely to that deeply interesting record, has been merged wth this, into one, thus adding to its departments a most attractive feature — rich, unique, and surpassing romance in its resume of startling facts and strange developments of the Perils, Valor, Amours and Devotedness specially pertaining to that sex, the wheat being carefully sifted from the chaff. The wonderful character of Woman's Career, North and South, during a four years' fratricidal war which reached all classes and penetrated every element and interest of society, and in which she herself was summoned to bear such variety and burden of experience, has no counterpart whatsoever in the history of mankind ; a fact which, indeed, could not have been otherwise, when it is considered that never before, in the ages of the world, was such a contest waged, and that at no previous period was woman's social and intellectual equality with the other sex so generally admitted, or her influence so powerful and wide-spread, — thus necessarily bringing her, by a coincidence truly memorable, in active identity with public affairs, in the greatest of human crises ! The part which the sex enacted, under these unparalleled circumstances, is here most amply illustrated, — excluding, of course, much that was of inferior interest, and the record will at least be adjudged a Brilliant, Romantic and Inviting one, on glanc- ing at the Index of subjects comprised in this volume, those relating to Woman being there. printed in Italics. Not only in respect to the specialty just remarked upon, but equally with reference to all the other topical divisions of the volume, it may be asserted that no trouble, labor, travel, nor consideration of time or cost, has been allowed to stand in the way of their most complete preparation. Familiar intercourse with officials and privates, attendance at the Departments in Washington, personal observation and correspond- ence, all the official documents, the teeming issues of the newspaper press, in their vast and prolific range, — of all these, the editor has painstakingly and freely availed himself, during the last five years, in order to produce a work, if not absolutely perfect, yet certainly not excelled, in the quality of readableness, by any Book of the War. Of the many thousand anecdotes which have passed under his inspection, in the immense accumulation of materials named, — common to all and special to none, — the contents of this volume comprise those which were found to have called forth the greatest interest and admiration on the part of the public, and which were thought to most aptly exhibit the lights and shades of the war. This was the aim and object kept ia view. A conscientious care was justly called for, and duly exercised, in excluding those productions concerning the war, to which the pens that gave them birth affixed a retaining claim ; and a faithful comparison, in that respect, of what is here brought together, with the contents of other collections, is freely invited. It was nevertheless found inherently impossible, in a vast number of instances, (out of more than seven thousand memorabilia in hand,) owing to the rapid and wide-spread publication in so many issues of the press, interchangeably, of the same anecdotes or performances, to trace out and authenticate their paternity or first soui-ce ; — a difficulty still further increased by the citation, in frequent cases, of different authorities or sources for the same narration, incident, poem, etc., etc. This lack and confusion of identity, so com- mon, and perhaps unavoidable, in the making up of anecdotical columns, selections of miscellany, poetry, and extracts from current books, for the press, did not, however, inter- pose any barrier to their use in a work like this. But if, arising from this circumstance, anything has thus unconsciously been appropriated for these pages which encroaches upon any exclusive and verified proprietors! lip, or upon any repository of avowed and genuine originality, such matter will as readily and cheerfully be eliminated from the text as it was there given a place. With reference to those passages which involve the heated language of personal colloquy or combat, it seemed not always possible, however much to be desired, to divest them of all their excited, and even irreverent expletives, and at the same time preserve the animus of the occui-rence as it actually transpired. Nor, indeed, is it a lU PREFACE. question in ethics, readily to be answered in the affirmative, whether the recital oi those ghastly scenes of blood and death, which necessarily constitute the substance of every war and of all war literature, and which are read of with such avidity, can be considered any more congenial to a correct taste and moral sensibility, than the merely verbal attestations, however imprecatory, by which they were accompanied. As showing the extent and variety of matter contained in this volume, the simple statement will suffice, that the accompanying list of Battles, Engagements, Collisions, etc., etc., consulted in the preparation of these anecdotes, numbers several thousand ; — of Generals and Naval Commanders, and of Public Vessels, many hundred ; — each list reflecting a multitude of pleasing, spicy, unique, and startling events. Besides these, there is presented a classified outline of the topical contents or special subjects pertaining to each of the Eight Parts, and a most copious Index to the leading anec- dotes is placed at the close. Of the mechanical appearance of this book, the names, enterprise and liberality, of the eminent Publishers, will at once be accepted as vouchers that nothing in the typographical and illustrative art has been omitted by them, to gratify the eye, and to render the publication one in every way deserving universal patronage. The numerous Illustrative Engravings, executed in the highest style of beauty and without regard to cost, by the most skillful artists in the country, wliicli are here presented, constitute a feature of embellishment in no other instance attempted in books of this kind. They are of themselves alone worth the full price of the volume. ^t I/// LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS. PLATES, PORTRAITS, AND DESCRIPTIVE EMBELLISHMENTS. Designed and Engraved Expressly for this Work, by N. Orr & Co., New York. PAGE. 1. LIEUT.-GEN. GRANT AND HIS BRAVE SOLDIERS, . . Frontispiece. 2. EMBLEMATIC TITLE-PAGE,— Battle and Corps' Flags.-Printed in Colors, 3 3. Dedicatory Vignette, ........ 10 4. ILLUSTRATIVE PLATE FOR PART I.— The American Flag Triumphant ! . 21 6. Illuminated Initial Letter, . . . . . . . .23 6. Portrait of John C. Calhocn, ....... 24 7. Afraid OF the Girl's Eye, ........ 26 8. According to their Sympathies, ....... 27 9. Vindication of the Flag Abroad, . . . . . . .30 10. Portrait of Edwin M. Stanton, ....... 34 11. Portrait of Joseph Holt, ........ 35 12. Portrait of Abraham Lincoln, ....... 38 13. Homage to the Flag by an Eagle, . . . . . . .39 14. Front-Door Confabulations, ....... 43 15. Portrait of Fernando Wood, . . . . . , .47 16. Portrait of C. L. Vallandigham, ....... 48 17. Carolina Unionist, ......... 63 18. Portrait of Stephen A. Douglas, ...... 57 19. Portrait of William H Seward, . . . . . . .58 20. And the Brother shall Deliver up the Brother to Death, ... 59 21. Hard Shell Brethren, ........ 65 22. Portrait of Gen. Robert Anderson, ...... 68 23. Portrait of Lieut.-Gen. Winfield Scott, . . . . . .72 24. Minute Men of Massachusetts, ....... 72 25. Portrait of Col. R. Barnwell Rhett, . . . . . .74 26. Portrait of John Tyler, ........ 76 27. Portrait of Preston S. Brooks, . . . . . . .78 28. The Boy Father to the Man, ....... 80 29. Presidential Fator for Everybody, . . . . . . .86 30. Portrait of Howell Cobb, ........ 89 31. Which Side? .......... 92 32. Portrait of Mrs. Lincoln, ...... 93 33. Romantic Adventure, ......... 98 34. Portrait of Edmund Ruffin, ....... 102 35. Refusing to Volunteer, . . . . . . . .106 36. Portrait of Andrew Jackson, ....... 110 37. Swear Him, &c., . . . . . . . .114 38. Witnessing and Dying for the Truth, ...... 120 39. Portrait of Edward Everett, . . . . . . .121 40. Portrait of J. C. Breckinridge, ....... 125 41. Stating the Exact Alternative, ....... 126 42. Portrait of Mrs. Stephen A. Douglas, . . . . . .127 43. Portrait of Charles J. Faulkner, . , . . . . .130 12 LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS. 4A. Interceding for her Father, .... 45. God's Flag, ....... 46. Portrait of R. M. T. Hunter, .... 47. Portrait of Gen. Philip Sheridan, .... 48. Length of the War, ..... 49. Accommodating Himself to Circumstances, 50. ILLUSTRATIVE PLATE FOR PART II.— Ho ! for the Wah 51. Illuminated Initial Letter, ..... 52. How does he grow 'em? 5.3. Love and Patriotism, . 54. Ira's Wife and his Breeches, 55. Fate of a Coward, 56. Fannnie and Nellie, 51. Career of Frank Henderson, . 58. Portrait of Lieot.-Gen. Ulysses S. Grant 59. Hopeful Tackett, 60. Portrait of John Letcher, 61. Effect of Crinoline, 62. Portrait of " Stonewall " Jackson, 63. Portrait of Col. Billy Wilson, 64. Quite the Youngest Recruit, 65- Drafting Scene, 66. Equal to the Emergency, 67. Fightin' ober a Bone, 68. Bounty Jumper Captured by a Dog, 69. Tender in Years, but Patriotic, 70. Snaked Away and Drummed In, 71. Tenderness of the President, 72. ILLUSTRATIVE PLATE FOR PART III.— Bombardment of Fort Sumter, 73. Illuminated Initial Letter, 74. Rallying around the Flag, 75. Portrait of Gen. Geo. H. Thomas, 76. Young America, 77. Is the Colonel at Home? 78. War and Navy Buildings, 79. Old Capitol Prison, Washington, 80. California Joe, 81. Portrait of Gen. Felix K. Zollicoffer, 82. Portrait of Gen. John C. Fremont, 83. Going in Quest of Satisfaction, 84. Portrait of Gen. Humphrey Marshall, 85. General Meade's Head-quarters, 86. Well Done for a Youth, . 87. Portrait of Gen. Judson Kilpatrick, 88. Good Samaritan, 89. Portrait of Gen. Wm. W Averill, 90. Too Big Not to be a Soldier, 91. Portrait of Judah P. Benjamin, 92. Lieut. Davis's Task, 93. Portrait of Major Zagonyi, 94. Mrs. Brownell, the Heroine, 96. Portrait of Gen. Pope, 96. Portrait of Gen. Saxton, - PAas. 134 LIST OP ILLUSTRATIONS. 91. COURTKSIES OF PiCKET LiFE, 98. Portrait of Gen. A. Sidney Johnston, 99. Won his Wager, 100. Portrait of Gen. Longstreet, . 101. Uncomfortably Warm Place, 102. Head-quarters of Lee, Gettysburg, 103. Preferred to Die in the Field, 104. Characteristic Pluck, 105. Ragged Texans, 106. Remember Fort Pillow, 107. Use for a Shell, 108. Portrait of Gen. Jeff. Thompson, 109. Fate of Two Germans, 110. Owning Up, 111. Portrait of Gen. Philip Kearny, 112. Negro Rifleman, 113. Portrait of Gen. E. D. Baker, 114. Fairfax Court House, . 115. Portrait of Col. Ellsworth, 116. Bull Run Battlefield, 111. Neutral Cornfield, 118. Portrait op Gen. J. E. Johnston, 119. Climbing the Mountains, 120. Union Bushwhackers and Rebel Cavalry, 121. Portrait of Maj.-Gen. McPherson, 122. Portrait of Gen. Barksdale, . 123. Portrait of Gen. David Hunter, , 124. Union and Rebel Pickets, 125. Portrait of Gen. A. E. Burnside, - 126. Soldiers Captured by a Boy, , 12*7. Portrait of Albert Pike, . 128. Intrepid Conduct, 129. Bob, the Spunky Drummer Boy, 130. Portrait of Gen. H. W. Slocum, 131. Portrait of Gov. H. A. Wise, 132. Oaft. Tilden's Lucky Escape, . 133. As Good as a Captured Gun, 184. Portrait of Gen. J. C. Pembehton, 135. Portrait of Gen. L. Polk, 136. Ahead of his Troops, . 137. Surrender of Gen. Lee, 138. Portrait of Gen. G. A. Custer, 139. ILLUSTRATIVE PLATE FOR PART 140. Illuminated Initial Letter, 141. Raking a Traitor, . 142. Naval Peacemaker, 143. Portrait of Lieut. Worden, 144. " Charge ! Chester, Charge ! " 145. Portrait OF Admiral Dupont, 146. Half-hour's Visit at Island No. 10, 147. Light-House at Fort Morgan, 148. Portrait of Admiral Porter, . 149. Before Vicksburg, IV., — Naval Scenes and Exploits, 13 Page. 273 276 279 284 286 287 292 296 302 305 306 307 310 314 318 319 320 320 321 323 325 326 328 329 330 332 334 335 836 337 337 338 339 841 342 342 843 344 345 346 347 848 350 351 352 353 355 356 357 358 361 361 362 14 LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS. 150. Pleasant Hoax all Round, 151. Wreck of the Monitor, 152. Portrait of Capt. J. A. Winslow, 153. Portrait of Admiral A. H. Foote, 154. Blue-Jacket on his Mule, 155. Lieut. Cushing's Great Exploit, 166. Another Cassabianca, . 157. Pictorial Humors of the War, 158. Portrait of Secretary Welles, 159. Portrait of Com. Bailey, . 160. Portrait of Capt. Semmes, 161. Buchanan's Sword Yielded, 162. River Devils for Carrying on War, . 163. The Merrimac, 164. Gunboat Fight at Fort Pillow, 165. Fleet of Gunboats in the James River, 166. Farragut lashed ^'o the Mast, 167. Gunboat Kansas, 168. Willing to part with his other Leg, 169. ILLUSTRATIVE PLATE FOR PART V.,— Varieties 170. Illuminated Initial Letter, 171. "Mark Time," 172. Portrait of Gen. Sherman, 173. Sentry's Encounter with a Regular, 174. Halting Effect of the Ardent, 176. Portrait of Secretary Chase, 176. Col. Owen's Squad Drill, 177. Portrait of Gen. McClellan, 178. Portrait of Gen. Rosecrans, . 179. Portrait of Gen. J. C. Davis, 180. Encounter between Nelson and Davis, 181. Portrait of Gen. Nelson, . 182. Portrait of Gen. McCook, 183. Col. Gazley doing Guard Duty, 184. Portrait of J. C. Ely, . 185. Caught in his own Trap, 186. Portrait of Gen. Hardee, 187. Gen. Butler's Head-quarters, 188. Whar's DAT Nigger, 189. Belligerent Work, 190. Military Etiquette, 191. Orders on the Battlefield, 192. Portrait of Gen. N. P. Banks, 193. ILLUSTRATED PLATE FOR PART VI.,— Colored 194. Illuminated Initial Letter, 195. Swamp Angel, 196. Sanitary Commission, . 197. Wicked Joke upon a Postmaster, , 198. Relay House 199. Army Kitchen, 200. Swearing in a Cook, 201. Milking the Cow, . 202. Sergeant Davis's Tender Beef, War, Soldiers, LIST OF ILLUSTKATIONS. 15 203. Portrait of Gen. Terry, 204. Portrait ok Gen. Halleck, 205. Portrait of Gen. Wadsworth, 206. Peddler and Gen. Nelson, 207. Pumpkin Pie for Wickford, 208. Fresh Pork for the Eighth Illinois, . 209. Affecting Appeal to a Commissary, 210. Conference of Newspaper Correspondents, 211. Portrait of Gen. Hooker, 212. Telegraph Station, 213. Lieut. 's Perfumed Breath, 214. Prompt Settlement of a Claim, 215. Field Carriages dispensed with, 216. Question in Infantry Practice, 217. Portrait of John H. Morgan, . 218. No Business wid a Gun, 219. Portrait of Gen. Beauregard, 220. Writing Home, 221. Signalling, 222. Nellie, the brave Battle Horse, 223. Indian Mound, Chattanooga, 224. Flight from the Shenandoah, 225. Aunt Charlotte, the Old Cook, 226. Bridge across Platte Creek, 227. Inflating the Pontoon, 228. Four Legged Messenger proved Disloyal, 229. Saddling to suit the Route, 230. ILLUSTRATIVE PLATE FOR PART VII.,— Christian and 231. Illuminated Initial Letter, 232. Portrait of Miss Brownlow, 233. Beautiful, but Dead, . 234. That is my Brother, 235. Tracts versus Pound Cake, 236. Portrait of Alex. H. Stephens, 237. Elizabeth Comstock with Dying Soldiers, 238. Dalliance and Treachery, 239. Portrait of Gov. Morgan, N. Y., 240. Amours and Fancies of the Camp, . 241. Sweet Seventeen overhauling Secessionists, 242. Castle Thunder, .... 243. Embalming-Building before Richmond, 244. Court House and Hospital, 245. Sergeant's Prophecy Fulfilled, 246. Incident in the Battle of Fredericksburg, 247. Portrait of Pauline Cushman, 248. LiBBY Prison, .... 249. Loyalty in Virginia, 250. Portrait of Mrs. Gen. Grant, 251. Portrait of Gen. Tilghman, 252. Gen. Lander and his Bible, 253. Mistook the Guns, 254. Portrait of Gen. R. E. Lee, 255. Bodies Laid Out, Page. 466 . . 457 458 . . 459 463 . 466 473 476 . 477 477 . . 478 482 < 485 488 . 489 490 . . 491 495 . 500 501 c . 603 506 . . 607 509 .- . 510 611 . 513 ommissi ONS, 516 . 517 517 . 518 519 . . .' 522 523 . 526 532 . 534 536 . 54J 54i . . 544 546 . . 547 547 . 549 551 . . 552 654 . 557 558 . . 561 562 . 563 10 LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS. 256. Head-Quarters of Gen. Burnside, . 257. Monument at Stone River, 258. Proof against Federal Gallantrt, 259. Old Hannah, .... 260. Familiar Soldier Scenes, (Housekeeping,) 261. Burns, the Gettysburg Hero, . 262. MosE Bryan, 263. Soldiers' Grates, 264. Military Prison at Salisbury, 265. Miss Lee and the Yankee Corporal, 266. Portrait of Gkn. Lyon, 26*7. Watch kept by a Dog, . 268. Sherman's Absence of Mind, 269. Portrait of Gen. Ben. McGulloch, 270. Jerry and Gen. Thomas' Spy Glass, 27L Portrait of Gen. Meade, 272. Carting his own Head-board, 273. Wickedness of Woman, 274. Portrait of Bell Boyd, 275. Old Ladies Contersing about Gen. Bragg. 276. Gen. Butler as a Young Lawyer, 277. Railroad Depot, Atlanta, Ga., 278. Alas, Poor Soldier! 279. Portrait of Got. Andrew, Mass., 280. Enjoying Negro Hospitality, 281. Frankie Bragg, 282. A Young Woman Shoots a Guerrilla, 283. Major B. en route with the Widow, 284. Portrait of Got. Curtin, Pa., 285. A Soldier Mustered Out, 286. Portrait of Gen. Howard, . 287. ILLUSTRATIVE PLATE FOR PART VIII.— Early Home 288. Illuminated Initial Letter, 289. Portrait of Chas. Sumner, 290. Death of the Assassin, 291. Portrait of Secretary Fessenden, 292. Patience tried too far, 293. Portrait of Jeff. Datis, 294. Portrait of President Johnson, 295. Andrew Johnson's Tailor Shop, 296. Portrait of Mrs. Jeff. Datis, 297. Jeff.'s Capture by the Yanks, . 298. Familiar Talk with Mr. Lincoln, 299. Jeff, and the Blacksmith, 300. Portrait of Geo. N. Sanders, 301. Grand Finale — "To whom it mat Concerm!" AND End of Pres Page. 565 . 568 569 . 574 575 . 577 57S . 579 581 . 582 586 . 587 590 . 590 591 . 594 595 . 597 599 . 605 607 . 608 609 . 611 613 . 614 617 . 624 628 . 629 630 Lincoln, 632 633 . 636 639 . 640 641 . 642 643 . 646 649 . 650 652 . 656 657 . 660 GENEEAL CONTENTS. Pbeface, and Plan of the Work, - - - . _ _ j List of Plates, Portraits, and Descriptive Embellishments - ] 1 PART FIRST. PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ADMINISTRATIVE, ETC. Pages 23-154. Memorable Annals and Reminiscences of Men and Measures Identified with the Great Struggle ; Heroic Devotion to the Star-Spangled Banner, — Valorous Defence of and Dying Blessings upon It ; Dark and Troublous Experiences of Unionists and Conspirators ; Tests and Trials of Loyalty, North and South; Famous Legal and Judicial Inci' DENTS; Peculiar Instances of Administering and Taking the Oath- Allegiance under Stress of Circumstances; Disposal of Knotty Cases- Logic and Lessons for Secessionists; Amusing Colloquies; Flashes op Rhetoric ; Official Gravities, Jokes, Raillery, Blunders, Retorts, Bur- lesques, Witticisms ; &c., &c. PART SECOND. VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, COMMUTING, SUBSTITUTING, DESERTING, ETC. Pages 157-218. Noble Instances of Rallying to the Ranks, and of Enlistment among the Aged and Young; Hearings, Ludicrous and Perplexing, before the Commissioners ; Raw Recruits and Eccentric Characters ; Applicants for Exemption; Ruses and Quibbles to Escape Duty — Strange Phe- nomena OF Nativity, Age and Infirmities ; Bewildered Surgeons ; Luck- less Conscripts; Rare Brokerage and Bounty Dealings; Flush Purses; Hardships and Miseries ; Side-Shaking Gaieties, Jests, Puns ; &c., &c. 18 CONTENTS. PART THIRD. GREAT CONFLICTS AND ACHIEVEMENTS OF THE ARMY, AND ILLUSTRIOUS EXAMPLES OF INDIVIDUAL HEROISM IN THE RANK AND FILE, ETC. Pages 221-348. Brilliant Battle Scenes ; Military Charactehistics of the Leading Gen- erals, — their Appearance, Conversations, Orders, Tactics and Bravery, when Confronting the Enemy ; Martyrs on the Gory Field ; Unparal- leled Fortitude and Endurance; Coolness and Intrepidity in Danger; Bold Movements of Artillery, Cavalry, and Infantry; Splendid Charges; Desperate Hand-to-Hand Encounters; Extraordinary Sharp- shooting ; Memorials of Youthful Courage ; Dealings with Bush- whackers AND Guerrillas; Celebrities and Adventures of Camp, Picket, Spy, Scout and Staff ; Peril, Terror, Panic, and Disaster ; Mirth-Pro- voking Sights, Scenes, Whims, Squibs, Oddities ; &c., &c. PART FOURTH. NAVAL AND COMMERCIAL; SQUADRON, FLEET, STEAMER, GUNBOAT, TRANSPORT AND PRIVATEER; THEIR CRUISES, OFFICERS, PERFORMANCES, ETC. Pages 351-398. Terrible Engagements ; Suffering and Death for the Flag ; Havoc and Horrors of Modern Bombardment ; Blockade Exploits ; Feats of Sea- manship ; Furious Personal Combats ; Long and Exciting Chases ; Escapes, Rescues, Prizes ; Thrilling Catastrophes and Tragedies, Cap- tures, Sinkings and Surrenders ; Awkward Landsmen, Raw Marines, Jolly Veterans, and Treacherous Pilots ; Jack Afloat and Ashore ; Freaks, Drolleries, Haps and Mishaps, among the Loyal Tarpaulins AND Blue Jackets ; &c., &c. PART FIFTH. MILITARY ORGANIZATION AND EQUIPMENT, DISCIPLINE AND DRILL, PARADE, REVEILLE, REVIEWS, ORDNANCE, PAROLES, PASSES, FURLOUGHS, COUNTERSIGNS, FUGITIVE HUNTS, ETC. Pages 401-i40. Mustering-in ; Splendid Specimens of Soldierly Movement ; Dexterous Handling of Arms ; Evolutions, Comical and Piquant; Queer Dilemmas ; Uncouth Subjects and Verdant Victims, White and Black ; Grotesque Performances; Novel Terms and Phraseology; Bivouac Sights; Tasks AND Pleasantries; Mistakes, Jocularities, Faceti^; &c., &c. * CONTENTS. 19 PART SIXTH. COMMISSARY AND RATIONS, FINANCE AND CURRENCY, THE PRESS, THE MAILS, THE TELEGRAPH, ETC. Pages 443-514. Uncle Sam's Supplies; Subsistence under Difficulties; 'Hard-Tack' and Mule Beef Legends ; Foraging Raids ; Disloyal Fowls and Contra- band Dainties; Impromptu Confiscations in a Small Way; Dialogues WITH THE Quartermaster; Shameful Impositions; Scrip and Currency Varieties ; Unique Banking Operations ; Collection Excursions at the South, Chivalric Repudiation ; Tricks, Artifice, and Accomplishments OF Editors, Reporters and Correspondents ; Incidents of the Mail ; Telegraphic Odds and Ends, Miscellanies, Novelties, Finesse; &c., &c. PART SEVENTH. DOMESTIC, MORAL, WOMANLY, SANITARY, AFFECTIONAL, MATRIMONIAL, ROMANTIC, ETC. Pages 51Y-630. Exhibition of Personal Traits, — Benevolence, Generosity, Courtesy, Magnanimity, &c.; Illustrations of the Home Affections and House- hold Attachments ; Female Soldiers ; Regimental Pets ; Marriages in Camp; Noble Words and Deeds of Loyal Women; Rancor and Crlmi- NALITIES OF FeMALE SECESSIONISTS ; HOSPITAL PaTIENTS ; MINISTRATIONS TO THE Sick and Wounded ; Bogus Invalids ; Partings, Reunions, Bereave- ments, AND Burials; Touching Death-bed Scenes, — Last Words, Memen- toes, Keepsakes and Souvenirs; Prison Contacts, Companions, and Hor- rors ; Sayings and Doings of Chaplains ; Genialities, Carricatures, Pathos, Fancies and Realities; &c., &c. PART EIGHTH. FINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GREAT DRAMA ; ASSASSINATION OF PRESIDENT LINCOLN ; IGNOMINIOUS DOOM OF JEFFERSON DAVIS, ETC. Pages 633-660. The Most Striking Occurrences relating to the Assassination Conspir- acy, the Tragedy, the Actors and their Doom ; Remarkable Passages AND Conversations in Mr. Lincoln's Presidential Life, — Memorial Inci- dents of his Death and of a Nation's Mourning ; Capture and Custody of Jefferson Davis, — his Sayings and Doings, Personal Bearing among his Captors, and Ignominious Fate ; Interesting Reminiscences in the Career of Andrew Johnson ; &c., &c. 20 CONTENTS. Page. List of Battles, Engagements, Collisions, Captures, Surrenders, Sur- prises, ETC., on Land and Sea, during the Rebellion, — consulted IN THE Preparation of these Anecdotes, _ - _ . 661 List of the Public Vessels employed in the War, and consulted in the Preparation op these Anecdotes, - . _ . 681 Names of the Generals and Chief Naval Officers, under whose Command, or in whose Departments, the Anecdotical Incidents, ETC., here given OCCURRED, - . . . . 685 Index to the Leading Anecdotes, - - - - - 691 PART I.— AMERICAN EAGLE TRIUMPHANT. PART FIRST. ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION— PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ADMINISTRATIVE, ETC. Memorable Annals and Reminisoences ok Men and Measures identified with the Great Struggle ; Heroic Devotion to the Star-Spangled Banner — Valorous Defence of and Dying Blessings upon it; Dark and Troublous Experiences of Unionists and Conspira- tors; Tests and Trials of Loyalty, North and South ;. Famous Legal and Judicial Inci- dents ; Peculiar Instances of Administering and Taking the Oath ; Allegiance undee Stress of Circumstances; Disposal of Knotty Cases ; Logic and Lessons for Secessionists ; Amusing Colloquies; Flashes of Rhetoric; Official Gravities, Jokes, Raillery, Per- plexities, Blunders, Retorts ; Burlesques, Witticisms, &c., &c. " Once to every man and nation, comes the moment to decide In the strife of Truth with Falsehood, for the good or evil side." " Keep step with the music of Union, The music our ancestors sung, When states, like a jubilant chorus, To beautiful sisterhood sprung."' Can either of you to-day name one single act of wrong, deliberately and purposely done by the government at If ashington, of which the South has a right to complain? I challenge an answer. — Alexander II. Stephens bif»r» the Georgia Secessionists' Convention. ' Andrew Jackson's Famous Union Toast. the 13th of April, 1830, there was a remarkable dmner // party in the national ;^ metropolis. It was the birthday of Thomas Jefferson, and those who at- tended the party did so avowedly for the purpose of honoring the memory of the author of the Declaration of Inde- pendence. Such was the tenor of the invitation. Andrew Jackson, the Presi- dent of the United States, was there. So was John C. Calhoun, the Vice President. Three of the cabinet ministers, namely. Van Buren, Eaton, and Branch were there ; and members of Congress and citi- zens not a few. 2 It soon became manifest to the more sagacious ones that tliis dimier party and the day were to be made the occasion for inaugurating the new doctrine of nullifica- tion, and to fix the paternity of it on Mr. Jefferson, the great Apostle of Democracy in America. Many gentlemen present, perceiving the drift of the whole perform- ance, withdrew in disgust before sum- moned to the table; but the sturdy old President, perfectly informed, remained. When the dinner was over and the cloth removed, a call was made for the regular toasts. These were twenty-four in number, eighteen of which, it is alleged, were written by Mr. Calhoun. These, in multifarious forms, shadowed forth, now dimly, now clearly, the new doctrine. They were all received and honored in various degrees, when volunteer toasts were announced as in order. The President was of course first called 24 •THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION upon for a sentiment. His tall form rose majestically, and with that stermiess ap- propriate to the peculiar occasion, he cast that appallmg bomb-shell of words into the camp of conspirators, which will forever be a theme for the commendation of the pat- riot and the historian — " The Federal Union : it must be preserved !" He was followed by the Vice President, who in honor of Lord Money, and a secessionist from Windsor visited a member of the Cab- inet hoping thereby to obtain an invitation to the ball. He presented his card — " Mr. , Southern Confederacy." The gen- J. C. Calhoun gave as his sentiment — " Tlie Union : next to our Liberty the most dear : may we all remeinber that it can only be preserved by respecting the rights of the States, and dis- tributing equally the benefit and burden of the Union !" Those who before doubted the intentions of Calhoun and his South Carolina friends, and were at a loss to understand the exact meaning of the dinner party to which they were bidden, were no longer embarrassed by ignorance. In that toast was presented the issue — liberty before Union — supreme State sovereignty — false complaints of inequality of benefits and burdens — our rights as we choose to define them, or disuniori. From that hour the vigilant old Presi- dent watched the South Carolina conspira- tor, his lieutenant, with the searching eyes of unslumbering suspicion. The con- tents OP THIS BOOK FORM THE SEQUEL TO THAT TOAST. Some Mistake in the Card. A ball was to be given in Toronto, C. W., tleman took it, examined it curiously, and remarked dryly, " JMi-. , of the S-o-u- t-h-e-r-n C-o-n-f-e-d-e-r-a-c-y, eh! Well, Sir, our Government is not aware of the existence of such an ' institution.' There must be some mistake. Sir," and the seces- sionist was courteously bowed out. It would have done honor to that Cabinet had the example of rebuff thus set m the early stage of the rebellion, towards its abettorSj. been carried out consistently to the end. But, if there were others similarly boived out, there were certainly a much larger number who were boived in, and to whom the doors of provincial favor opened on golden hinges. Not "Jeflf,"but "Geoffrey "Davis. Among the " gentlemen " furnished with lodgings for the night, at the Union street station house in , was an Irishman. He had a large amount of masonry in his hat — in other words he was unmistakably tipsy. When such persons are brought to the' station house the first process is to search tliem. This process is intended entirely for the benefit of the prisoner, and prevents him from being robbed by other gentlemen or ladies who may be placed in the same cell. The prisoner is next asked concerning his name, occupation and nativity. These points are recorded, and reported to the mayor next morning. If the prisoner is too drunk to answer questions, the expla- nation is made when he pays his fine, or goes to jail. The Irishman in question proved to be a character in his way, as the following will show : " What's your name ?" asked the tm"n- key, as he Avas brought in. " My name's Davis, an' it's as good a one as yours any day in the year." " Very well ; What's your first name ?'' PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 25 The Milesian told it ; and the turnkey recorded it on his slate, "JefF Davis." Tliouiih decidedly drunk, the Irishman Was anything but an ignoramus. He looked at the turnkey's memorandum, and «aw the name "'Jeff Davis." "What the divil's that?" he sharply nsked, with forefinger pointing to the slate. '■ Why, it's the name you told me was youi'S." " / toold you so ?" '• Of course you did. Didn't you say your name was JefF Davis ?" The Irishman looked at him in silence for a moment. Then clenching his fist he brandished it menacingly over the turn- key's hat. saying — ^ '• Av' it warrent for yer gray hairs or yer ignorance, one or the other, I'd mash the nose ov ye till ye couldn't tell it from a turnip.''' 'And for what?" asked the turnkey, looking up in surprise. "' For A\Titin' down me name like the name of the black hearted Judas ov a Jefferson Davis."' " Didn't you say that Avas your name ?" " I did not. Overhaul your dictionary ye ould omadhoun. It's ignorance, that's all that ails ye. Rub out that Jefferson. Instead of a J put a G, and then spell out mc name GeofFrey Davis. Bedad, if me name was Jefferson I'd change it to Peter, so I would !' ' With this remark the speaker disap- peared into the cell, whose door the officer was holding open for him. Two minutes afterwards his snoring resounded through the wdiole building. He didn't mind the degradation of the lock-up, but hadn't quite descended to the level of the patri- cide whose name he was supposed to wear. President Iiincoln Treating- the Richmond Commissioners to a Little Story. After the formal interview between President Lincoln and the three Confed- erate Commissioners was over — in Febru- ary, 1865 — there was a lengthy general conversation held. It seems that it was during this informal talk that the Confed- erate embassadors first heard of the pas- sage of the constitutional amendment by the House of Representatives, prohibiting slavery. One of the number remarked that this action miglit complicate affairs a little with the South, the heavy planters insisting upon maintaining that institution and defending it, — and President Lincoln was asked if he thought he coidd get around that fact. Old Abe, true as steel to his forte, was ready for them with one of his parables or stories, and said : — There was an old farmer out in Illinois who had made his arrangements to raise a large herd of hogs ; he informed his neighbors that he had found a way to raise cheap pork. This excited the cin-i- osity of his neighbors, and they asked him how he Avas going to do it. The old farmer replied that he should plant a large field of potatoes, and when they had got their growth would turn the hogs in and let them dig and eat, thus saving the expense of digging the potatoes and feed- ing them. " But," said his neighbors, " the frost will come before they are fattened, and in all probability the ground will be frozen a foot deep. IIow do you propose to gel around that ?" " Oh," replied the farmer, "they will root somewhere anyway, and may as Avell root away there, even if it is hard work." Reception of the Rebel Commissioners in London by Mr. Bates. While the Commissioners from the Rebel States were in England, they were formally introduced to Mr. Bates, the head of the house of Baring Brothers, the great financier, who told them to proceed. They commenced with a most elaborate and glowing description of the resources and wealth of the Rebel States. After a pause : — Mr. Bates. Have you finished ? 26 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION Commissioners. Not quite. (Then a speech from Commissioner No. 2, and a pause.) Mr. Bates. Have you finished ? Commissioners. Almost. (Then a speech from Commissioner No. 3, and a pause.) Mr. Bates. Are you tlirough ? Commissioners. Yes, sir ; you have our case. Mr. Bates. What States did you say composed your Confederacy ? Commissioners. Mississippi, South Car- olma, Ahibama, Georgia, Florida, Texas, and Louisiana. Mr. Bales. And Mr. Jetierson Davis is your President ? Commissioners. He is. We are proud of him. Mr. Bates. We know Mr. Davis well bv reputation. He is the same gentleman who stumped his State for two years in favor of repudiation, and justified the con- duct of INIississippi in the United States Senate. We know the gentleman ; and although we have no reason to be proud of him or his antecedents, I think I may safely say, that if you have brought with you to London the necessary funds to pay off, principal and interest, the repudiated millions owing to our people by your States of Alabama, Mississippi, and Flor- ida, there is a reasonable prospect of your raising a small amount in this market ! Our Mr. Sturgis will be happy to dme you at 8 o'clock to-morrow evening ! Exeunt omnes. Afraid of the Girl's Eye. The house of the celebrated, bold- hearted and out-spoken Parson Brownlow, was, at one time, the only one in Knox- ville over which the Stars and Stripes were floating. According to arrangement, two armed secessionists went at six o'clock one morning to summarily haul down said stars and stripes. Miss Brownlow, a brilliant young lady of twenty-three, saw them on the piazza, and stepped out and demanded their business. They replied : " We have come to take down them Stars and Stripes." She instantly drew a revolver from her side, and presentmg it, said — "Go on! I'm good for one ot you, and I think for both !" "By the look of that girl's et^e she'll shoot," one remarked : " 1 think we'd bet- Afriiil of tht Oul ter not try it ; we'll go back and get more men," said the other. "Go and get more men," said the noble lady ; " get more men and come and take it down, if you dare!" They returned with a company of ninety armed men, and demanded that the flag should be hauled down. But on discover- ing that the house was filled with gallant men, armed to their teeth, who would rather die as dearly as possible than see their country's flag dishonored, the seces- sionists retired, much after the fashion of cur-dogs sideling along with then* tails between their hind-legs. Dramatic Scene in Mr. Buchanan's Cabinet. The manner in which John B. Floyd was forced to resign his place as Secretary of War under President Buchanan, Avhich he had used to further the ends of treason, forms a memorable incident in the political history of the rebelhon. PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 27 In February, 1861, Major Anderson, commanding at Fort Moidtrie, Charleston harbor, finding his position endangered, passed his garrison, by a prompt and bril- liant movement, over to the stronger for- tress of Sumter, Immediately on the re- ception of this intelligence, Mr. Floyd, Secretary of War, much excited, called upon the President to say that Major Anderson had violated express ordei-s, and thereby seriously compromised him (Floyd), and that unless the Major was at once remanded to Fort Moultrie, he should resign the War Office. The Cabmet was assembled directly. Mr. Buchanan, explaining the embarrass- ment of the Secretary of War, remarked that the act of Major Anderson would oc- casion exasperation in the South; he had told JNIr. Floyd that, as the Government was strong, forbearance toward erring bretlu'en might whi them back to their al- legiance, and that that officer might be or- dered back. After an ominous silence, ,1ic President inquired how the suggestion struck the Cabinet? Ilr . Stanton, subsequently called to the War Department, but then Attorney Gen- eral, answered: "That course, Mr. President, ought certainly to be regarded as most liberal towards 'erring brethren;' but while one member of your Cabuiet has fraudulent acceptances for millions of dollars afloat, and wliile the confidential clerk of an- other — himself in California teaching re- bellion — has just stolen nine hundred thousand dollars from the Indian Trust Fund, the experiment of ordering Major Anderson back to Fort Moultrie would be dangerous. But if you do intend to try it, before it is done, I beg that you will ac- cept my resignation." "And mine," added the Secretary of State, Mr. Black — "And mme, also," said the Post-Master General, Mr. Holt — "And mine, too," followed the Secretary of the Treasury, General Dix. This, of course, opened the bleared eyes of the President, and the meeting resulted in the acceptance of Mr. Floyd's resigna- tion. Treating Them According: to their Sjrmpa- thies. During one of the raids of John Mor- gan, an interesting incident occurred at Salem, Indiana. Some of his men pro- ceeded out west of the town to burn the bridges and water-tank on the railroad. On the way out they captured a couple of persons living in the country, one of whom was a Quaker. The Quaker strongly ob- jected to being made a prisoner. Secesh wanted to know if he Avas not strongly opposed to the South? "Thee is right," said the Quaker, " I am." " Well, did you vote for Lincoln?" "Thee is right; I did vote for Abraham," was the calm reply. Accoidiug to thm Sjnipithies "Well, what are you?" "Thee may naturally suppose that I am a Union man. Camiot thee let me go to my home?" " Yes, yes ; go and take care of the old woman," was the welcome ansAver. The other prisoner was trotted along with them, but not relishing the summary maimer in which the Quaker was disposed of, he said: "What do you let him go for? He is a black abolitionist. Now, look here; I voted for Breckinridge, and have always 28 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE EEBELLION been opposed to the war. I am opposed to fighting the Soutli, decidedly." "You are," said Secesh; "you are what they call around here a Copperhead, an't you? "Yes, yes," said the Butternut, pro- pitiatingly ; " that's what all my neighbors call me, and they know I aui't with them." "Come here Dave!" hallooed Secesh. " Here's a Butternut. Just come and look at him. Look here, old man, where do you live? We want what horses you have got to spare, and if you have got any greenbacks, just shell 'em out!" and they took all he had. Calumnious Charge of Loyalty against John Ha-wkins. Holt's drinking saloon was one of the most fasliionable in New Orleans. The proprietor, a son of the famous New York hotel keeper of that name, kept fast horses, a fashionable private residence, and re- ceived his income by the hundred dollars a day. In an evil hour secession seized upon the land, and Holt was induced to issue shinplasters. His reputation for wealth and business profits made them popular, and inducements were held out for immense issues. Gradually, however, business fell off, and Holt, when General Butler ordered that personal paper money should be redeemed by bank-notes, fomid it impossible to comply with the procla- mation, and this inability wtts increased by the fact that he had taken tlie oath of allegiance, and his regular customers re- fused, therefore, to be comforted at his house. The finale was that Holt Avas sold out, and liis establishment, repainted and restocked, opened imder the auspices of one John Hawkuis. To give the place the due amount of eclat. Captain Clark, of the Delta, knowing that it was against the law for any one to sell liquor in the city, miless by a person who had taken the oath of allegiance and obtained a li- cense, caused it to be published that at last the citizens were blessed with a ' Union i drinkmg saloon,' and at the same time in- vited all persons who loved the Stars and Stripes to patronize the ncAv establish- ment. This flattermg notice fell upon John Hawkins as a thunderbolt ; he frantically rushed over to the newspaper office and protested that he was a rebel, and that he relied upon his secession friends for pat- ronage — he declared that he was a ruined man miless somethuig was done to im- mediately purge his fair fame of any taint of loyalty to his native land. Captain Clark, who fully appreciated the unfortu- nate publican's feelings, and with thp spirit and liberality of a chivalrous editoi*, offered his columns for an explanation, which offer resulted in the publication of a card by Mr. Hawkins, in which he pro- nomiced the editorial statement that he had taken the oath of allegiance, " a fabri- cation." Secession was delighted. John's friends crowded his precincts all day, and drank to John's health, and at Johns expense. The dawn of the following morning promised a brilliant future; but, alas! Deputy Pro- vost-Marshal, Colonel Stafford, whose bus- iness it was to see that pubUc drinking- house keepers had taken said oath of alle- giance, sent after Mr. Hawkins, and asked him what right he had to keep a shop open witliout license, and farther inquired if John did not know that he could not get a license unless he took oath to be a good citizen mider the national government. That he Avas permitted to carry on his business without taking the oath will be believed by all who do not know the man with whom he had to deal at head-quarters. Voting for a Candidate on Principle. "Gentlemen," said a Virghiia planter, trembling with passion, in a conversation between half a dozen persons in the parlor of a New York insurance office, before the Republican nomination had been made, "gentlemen, if you elect Mi*. Seward President, we shall break up this Union." PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 29 " I think not, Sir," calmly replied the man to whom he seemed more particularly to address himself. "You'll see, Sir, — you'll see; we will surely do it." " Then, Sir," said the other, as quietly as before, but looking him steadily in the face, "we shall nominate INIr. Seward. JMr. Seward is not my man, for I am a free trader and an old Democrat. But if Virginia, or any other state or states shall declare that, upon the constitutional elec- tion of any citizen of the United States /o any office, the Union shall be broken up, then I nominate that man and vote for him on principle." And all present, with a single excep- tion, uttered a hearty " Ay !" Scene in the President's Room the Evening preceding- the First Proclamation for Troops. Hon. George Ashmun, a distinguished politician of Massachusetts, has given an interesting account of an interview which took place between himself and Senator Douglas, and subsequently between the two and President Luicoln, on the night preceding the issue of the first call for troops to put down the rebellion. Mr. Ashmun had gone to Mr. Douglas's house to induce him — he being looked iipon as the senatorial leader of the opposition to Mr. Luicoln — to take a public stand in sup- port of the Administration in entering upon the war. Mr, Douglas was at first disin- clined to such a step, but yielded to the rep- resentations made to him, — his wife, who came into the room during the interview, giving the whole weight of her influence towards the result which was reached. The discussion continued for some time, and resulted in his emphatic declaration that he would go with Mr. Ashmun to the President and offer a cordial and earnest support. Mr. Ashmun's carriage was wait- ing at the door, and it was almost dark when they started for the President's house. They fortunately found Mr. Lincoln at home and alone, and upon Mr. Ashmun stating the errand on Avhich they had come, the President was most cordial in his wel- come, and immediately prepared the way for the conversation which followed, by taking from his drawer and reading to them the draft of the proclamation Avhich he had decided to issue, and which was given to the country the next morning. As soon as the reading was ended, Mr. Douglas rose from his chair and said — "Mr. President, I cordially concur in every Avord of that document, except, that instead of a call for 75,000 men, I would make it 200,000. You do not know the dishonest purposes of those men (the rebels) so well as I do." Mr. Douglas then asked them to look with him at the map which hung at the end of the President's room, where in much detail he pointed out the principal strategic points which should be at once strengthened. Among the most prominent were Fortress Monroe, Washington, Har- per's Ferry and Cairo. He enlarged at length, and with his accustomed power of demonstration, upon the firm, warlike foot- ing which ought to be pursued, and found in Mr. Lincoln an earnest and gratified listener; indeed, no two men in the Uni- ted States parted that night Avith a more cordial feeling of a united, friendly and patriotic purpose than these two irrecon- cilable political opponents during the past, Mr. Lincoln and Mr. Douglas. After leaving, and while on their way homeward, Mr. Ashmun said to JMr. Douglas — " You have done justice to your own reputation and to the President, and the country must know it. The proclamation will go by telegraph all over the country in the morning, and the account of this intervicAv must go Avith it. I shall send it, either in my own language or yours. I prefer that you should give yom* OAvn version." " Drive to your room at Willard's," said Mr. Douglas at once, "and I will give it shape." 30 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. This they did, and Mr. Douglas wrote the following, an exact copy of which was given to the agent of the associated press, and on the next morning it was read all over the North, in company with the President's proclamation, to the great gratification of his friends and the friends of the government. The original draft, in Mr. Douglas's handwriting, is still pre- served as cherished evidence that, who- ever else may have fallen by the wayside, in the hour of the nation's peril from ' false brethren,' Mr. Douglas Avas not of them. Below is a copy of the memorable dispatch to the press, Sunday evenmg, April 14, 1861:— "Mr. Douglas called on the President this evening and had an interesting con- versation on the present condition of the country. The substance of the conversa- tion was that while Mr. D. was unalterably opposed to the admuiistration on all its political issues, he was prepared to sustam the Pi-esident in the exercise of all his con- stitutional fmictions to preserve the Union and mahitain the government and defend the federal capital. A fii-m policy and prompt action Avas necessary. The capi- tal of om- country was in danger, and must be defended at all hazards, and at any ex- pense of men or money. He spoke of the present and future without reference to the past." Gallant Vindication of the Flag- Abroad. Captain C. Lee Moses, of Saco, Maine, formerly United States astronomer, etc., was a party to a singular and not imro- mantic affair of honor, which was fought on the Seine, near Paris, in August, 1861, the particulars of this affair being as fol- lows: Captain Moses, although a South Car- olinian by birth, remained a strong and devoted adherent to the cause of the Union, and during his journey through France made no hesitation in expressing his sym- pathies and feeluigs for the United States Government, and his abhorrence of the southern traitors and rebels who were en- gaged in destroying the most enlightened, best administered and most prosperous Govermnent on the face of the globe. Vindication of the Flag Abroad. Hon. F. G. Farquar, of Virginia, meet- ing the Captain at a hotel in Paris, and knowing his parentage, reproached him in opprobious terms as a renegade from his native State. He charged him with being a traitor to the South, and a man of no honor because he abandoned her when she needed the services of all her sons, partic- ularly her seamen and navigators. He took occasion also in his vituperation, to cast imputations upon the character of Northern ladies, which, as the Captain had married a New England wife, was re- sented on the spot by a tremendous blow, entirely doubling up the chivalric Virgin- ian, and laymg him in ordinary for the balance of the evening. Farquar was taken charge of by his Mends, and when he had gathered his scattered faculties, he sent a challenge to the Captain by the hands of his friend, Mons. Stephani. The challenge received a prompt response, and not twenty-four hours from the first meeting of the com- PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 31 bjitniits, they stood on the banks of the Seine, prepared to take each otlier's lives. Tiie weapons selected were Derringer pistols, the distance ten paces, the com- batants being ordered to wheel and fire at the gi\en signal. Farquar was boastfnl and coarse in his remarks and manners. The Captain was calm, thongli determined. All being ready, Captain Moses handed two letters to his second, one addressed to the American consul at Liverpool, and the other to his wife at Saco, Me., to be deliv- ered in case he fell. He then removed his coat, bandaged back the hair from his eyes, and took his position. The word was then given, and with a simultaneous report of both pistols the combatants fell to the ground. Both were shot through the head. Farquar received a mortal wound, Avith which he lingered several days, finally dying at a hamlet a few miles from Paris, where he had been removed to avoid the noise of the city. Before dying, he solicited an interview with Cap- tain Moses, made an acknowledgment of his base conduct, and solicited the latter's forgiveness, which was freely granted. The Captain, escaping from the French police, took refuge at Liverpool, where he was concealed by the American shippers of that city and sent on to New York, where he arrived in a very critical condi- tion, the ball of his adversary having passed just imder the ear, causing a severe concussion of the brain. Solemn Scene at Midnight. The following from a Knoxville (Tenn.) rebel journal, describmg a secret meeting of thirty or forty Unionists, called together by a well known patriot, David Fry, ad- mirably illustrates the 'idolatrous love for the Stars and Stripes,' — according to seces- sion phraseology — and suggests a subject worthy the highest inspiration of the his- torical painter : Fry drew forth a United States flag, and spreading it upon a table in the centre of the room, called upon his followers to snrromid that emblem of the Union, and take with him the oath of allegiance. This was late in the night; and after the whole plot had been fully understood, the loyalists surroimded the table in groups, and, by direction of the leader, placed their left hands upon the folds of the flag, raising aloft their right hands, and swear- ing to support the Constitution of the Uni- ted States, to sustain the flag there spread before them, and to do that night what- ever might be impressed upon them by their chief. The oath was taken by all except two or three, in solemn earnest- ness and in silence — the darkness relieved alone by the dim and flickering light of a solitary candle. The scene was impressive — the occasion was full of moment — and everything con- spired to fill the hearts of the loyalists Avith a fixed determination. That deter- mination they abundantly fulfilled by their deeds. More Brains, Lord!" Rev. Dr. Sunderland, on accepting the pastorship of an American church in Paris, offered his farewell prayer as Chaplain of the United States Senate, a short time after. On this occasion he made some peculiar home-thrusts at the honorable gentlemen for whom, during four months previous, he had been daily interceding at the Throne of Grace. He uttered the fol- lowing supplication very audibly : " We pray Thee, O Lord ! to give to the councillors and statesmen of America more brams ! More brains, Lord ! More BRAINS !" On hearing this very Avell-timed en- treaty, but rather harsh criticism, Mr. Sumner dropped his head upon his breast quite feelingly, Jim Lane rolled his eyes piously, Garrett Davis evinced signs of emotion, and a gentleman in the reporters' gallery uttered an emphatic "Amen!" by way of response. Many of the honorable secretaries dropped their heads upon their desks to 22 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. conceal a smile at the Cliaplain's supplica- tion, Avhich smile extended to the dimen- sions of a broad grin, as the " Amen " was heard to proceed from the reporters' gal- lery. The wortliy Sei-geant-at-Arms, M'ho was standing in his usual deeply reveren- tial attitude, (with solemn countenance on religious thoughts intent,) turned the white of one of his official eyes in the direction of the self-constituted clerk in the gallery, but he evidently could not discover a coun- tenance which did not exhibit the utmost decorum of expression. Literal Interpretation of Northern " Sym- pathy" by a Rebel General. When the rebel force appeared in front of Hagerstown, on its Northern raid and invasion, one of the principal citizens of that town imdertook a measure to which he looked for the preservation of his pro- perty. He farmed about two hundred acres of land. His barns were full of gram, his pastures were dotted Avith sheep and cattle, and forty well-fed swine were gathered in the rear of his corn cribs. He was emphatically a man of plenty and sub- stance. When the rebels came he walked out to their lines, with a damask linen napkin — (white flag) affixed to his walking cane. The first rebel soldier he encoun- tered he requested to show him to the com- manding officer. He was passed imder guard to the object of his search. " General," said he, " I am a warm sjm- pathizer with the South. I heartily wish success to this invasion and your forces. My object in seeking you out is to ask that you and as many of your staff as will accept the invitation will make my house your head-quarters during your stay here. My house is yonder upon that hill " — pointing to a fine old-fashioned mansion, with modern additions, and with a long row of hay-ricks in the backgi-ound. " You sympathize witli the South, did you say ? " queried the General l)landly. " Very earnestly, sir, and always have done so" The rebel General beckoned to a ser- geant who stood near him. " Bring a nuis- ket for this man," said he, "and take him mto the ranks." The ' sympathizer' opened wide his eyes, but stood mute with horror. He 'couldn't see it ' in that light. He stammered out at last, " Oh, I didn't mean that. General. I don't Avant to fight. I Avant to entertain you and your staff while you remain here, and to show you that 1 am your friend." The rebel General contemptuously in- formed him that they interpreted sympathy only ill its literal sense. He had claimed to sympathize with them, and they intended to avail themselves of his good Avdll. A string of wagons was at once trotted out, driven to the sympathizer's premises, and in the same afternoon he was stripped of everything. The rebels carried off all his cattle, sheep, hogs, and smaller live stock, removed all his hay and Avheat crop, leav- ing his barns vitterly empty. The cavalry horses were turned into his growing oats, and his corn was cut and made excellent fodder for the stock while on the march. The ' sympathizer ' was detained imtil all Avas done, and Avas then released Avith thanks for the sympathy he had so promptly and kindly manifested. Ben Butler in Council -witli the Secession Conspirators. In December, 1860, after the election of Mr. Lincoln, General Butler, Avho had supported Breckmridge for President, in preference to either Douglas, Bell, or Lin- coln, went to Washington, Avhere he had many and serious conversations Avith his Soutliern brethren. According to the in- teresting accoimt of tliese interviews given by Parton, those Southern brethren were determined on secession, and asked Butler to go Avith them. There was room in the South, they said, for such as he. He told them the North Avould fight against seces- sion, and they laughed at him. He told them, " if the South fights, there is an end of slavery," and they laughed again. Tliey PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 33 asked him "if he would fight in such a cause," aud he replied, ''Most certainly." When the South Carolma 'ambassadors' came to Wasliington, Butler proposed to tiie Attorney- General to try them for trea- son. ''You say," said he to the Attorney, " that the Government ctuuiot use its army and navy to coerce South Carolina. Very Avell. I do not agree with you; but let tlie proposition be granted. Now, seces- sion IS either a right, or it is treason. If it is a right, the sooner Ave know it the better. If it is treason, then the present- ing of the ordinance of secession is an overt act of treason. These men are coming to the White House to present the ordinance to the President. Admit them. Let them present the ordinance. Let the President say to them — 'Gentlemen, you go hence in the custody of a Marshal of the United States, as prisonei-s of state, charged with treason against your country.' Stmmion a grand jury here in Washington. Indict the commissioners. If any of your officers are backward in acting, you have the ap- pomting power — replace them with men who feel as men should at a time like this. Try the commissioners before the Supreme Court, with all the imposing forms and stately ceremonials which marked the trial of Aaron Burr. I have some reputation at home as a criminal lawyer, and I will i stay here to help the District Attorney [ through the trial Avithout fee or reward. If they are acquitted, you will have done something toward leaving a clear path for the incoming administration. Time will have been gained ; but the gi'eat advantage will be, that both sides Avill patise to watch this high and dignified proceeding; the passions of men Avill cool; the great point at issue Avill become clear to all parties ; the mind of the country will be active, while passion and prejudice are allayed. Meanwhile, if you cannot use our army anf'i navy in Charleston harbor, you can c( tainly employ them in keeping order ht re." ' This advice was not heeded. The ' com- missioners ' or ' ambassadors ' heard of it. " Why, you would not hang us ? " said Mr. Orr, one of them, to Butler. " Oh, no," Avas the reply, " not miless you were found guilty." He had one last, long mtervicAv Avith the Southern leaders, at Avhich the Avhole sub- ject Avas gone over. For three hours he reasoned Avith them, demonstrating the folly of their course, and Avaruing them of final and disastrous failure. The conver- sation Avas friendly, though warm and earnest on both sides. Agaui he Avas in- vited to join them, and Avas offered a share in their enterprise, and a place in that 'sound and homogeneous government' Avhich they meant to establish. He left no room to doubt that he took sides with liis comitry, and that all he had and all he Avas should be freely risked in that coun- try's cause. Late at night they separated, to know one another no more except as mortal foes. AdAdce fi-om the "Disbanded Volunteer." President Lincoln, in the perplexities surrounding him, sent to " A Disbanded Yolimteer" for coimsel and sympathy. " D. V." describes tlus interAdcAv as fol- io avs : — He (the President) was standin on the front door steps Avhen I arrove at the AVhite House, pullin on his left Avhiser as his wont when his wiU is disregarded, and conducted me at wonst to his sanktum. He said he Avas Avorried amazingly by the dogged obstancy of the W^ar Department, upon AA'hich I axed if he wanted a piece of an honest man's mind. " Spit it out. Old Fidelity," ses he, his fetters lighten up AAnth a hole-soled smile. " Wal," ses I, " wat I hev to say in the fust place is this. It's not so easy to lick anyboddy as it is to lick noboddy, is it?" He remained for a feAv minits absorbed in deep thort and then shook his hed. " But," I continued, " It's easier to lick St THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. a considabul than to lick the same boddy when it's twiste as considabul, isn't it ? " After a brief interval for reflexin he concurd. "And," ses I resoomin agin, " it's easier — isn't it — ^to smash horseteal boddies wen we air able, than it is when they air able to raze Cain with us ? " " D. v.," he rejoined, smildin compleas- antly, " you borrord that silly gism from a remark of mine in the Missidge, and I am proud to say the logic is correck." " Ef so," ses I, " why in thunder don't you tell Burnside to go in and win, afore the rebils sets ther arthworkt, and rifle pits and mast batteries a twixt him and Rich- mond, thickei*'n mink traps in a Western Swomp ?" " My noble and esteemabul friend," he responded, wipin his nose with visabul emoshin, "your sentimens does honor to your hed and hart; but I've gin the Seckatry of War discreseimary powers." " I'me right glad to larn it," I remarkt sneeringly, "for it's the gineral opinymi that he hesn't emiy of his own." You should have seen the Honabul Abe lay back and shake his honest sides. It dun me good to look at him. Hurrahsfor Jeff. Davis in the Wrong' Place. One morning, as a returned soldier named Thompson, residing in Washington, was engaged in conversation with some parties at a public house in Peoria, Illinois, an individual entered, and as he passed the soldier, shouted, " Hurrah for Jeff. Davis !" In an instant the soldier turned and asked, " Did you shout for Jeff. Davis ?" The individual surveyed Thompson for a moment, and, seeing that he meant mis- chief, replied that it was not he. " Well," said the soldier, " I believe that you did, and if I was sure of it I Avould give you cause to remember it." He again declared that he had not done so, Avhen at this juncture one of the men Thompson had been conversing with, and who had always acted with the Dehiocratic party, stepped up, saying to the soldier, " I am a Demo- crat, but I can't stand that ; he did hurrah for Jeff. Davis, and now pitch into him." The veteran hesitated not a moment, and, though by far the smaller of the two, he went at the Jeff. Davis sympathizer and administered a spirited and most thorough drubbing, concluding the performance by compelling him to shout twice, as loud as he was able, for Abe Lincoln. Then, allowing the fellow to get on his feet, ha cautioned him never to repeat that opera« tion again in his presence, saying — " I have fought rebels three years, and had a brother killed by just such men as you are, and whenever a traitor shouts for Jeff. Davis m my hearing I will whip him or kill him." Stanton's First Meeting- with Cabinet Traitors. When General Cass — grieved and in- dignant — left Mr. Buchanan's Cabinet, Mr. Attorney- General Black was transferred to the portfolio of State, and Mr. Stanton, then absent fi'om Washuigton, was fixed upon as Attorney-General. The same night he arrived at a late hour, and learned from his family of his appointment. Know- ing the character of the bold, bad men, then in the ascendency in the Cabinet, he deter mined at once to decline ; but when, the next day, he amiounced his resolution at tlie White House, the entreaties of the dis- PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 35 tressed and helpless President, and the arguments of Mr. Black, moved him to accept. At the first meeting of the Cabinet which he attended, the condition of the seceded States and the course to be pursued with the garrison at Fort Sumtei', were dis- cussed, Floyd and Thompson dwelling upon " the irritation of the Southern heart," and the folly of " continuing a useless garrison to increase the irritation." No one for- mally proposed any course of action, but the designs of the conspirators were plain to the new Attorney- General. He went home troubled. He had intended, coming in at so late a day, to remain a quiet mem- ber of this discordant council. But it was not in his nature to sit quiet longer under such utterances. The next meeting was a long and stormy one, Mr. Holt, feebly seconded by the President, urging the immediate reinforce- ment of Sumter, while Thompson, Floyd and Thomas contended that a quasi-treaty had been made by the officers of the Gov- ernment vnth the leaders of the rebellion, to offer no resistance to their violations of law and seizures of Government property. Floyd, especially, blazed with indignation at what he termed the " violation of honor." At last, Mr. Thompson formally moved that an imperative order be issued to Major Anderson to retire from Sumter to Fort Moultrie — abandoning Sumter to the enemy, and proceeding to a post where he must at once surrender. Stanton could sit still no longer, and rising, he said with all the earnestness that could be expressed in his bold and resolute features : " Mr. President, it is my duty as your legal adviser to say that you have no right to give up the property of the Govern- ment, or abandon the soldiers of the United States to its enemies ; and the course pro- posed by the Secretary of the Interior, if followed, is treason, and will involve you and all concerned in treason ! " Such language had never before been heard in Buchanan's Cabinet, and the men who had so long ruled and buUied the President were surprised and enraged to be thus rebuked. Floyd and Thompson sprang to their feet with fierce, menacing gestures, seeming about to assault Stanton. Mr. Holt took a step forward to the side of the Attorney- General. The President implored them piteously to take their seats. After a few more bitter words the meeting broke up. That was the last Cabinet meetmg on that exciting question in which Floyd participated. Before another was called all Wasliington was startled with the rumor of those gigantic fi-auds which soon made his name so infamous. At first he tried to brazen it out with his customary blustermg manner, but the next day the Cabinet waited long for his appearance. At last he came ; the door opened — his resignation was thrust into the room, and Floyd disappeared from Washington, with a brand of infamy upon him, which only ceased to increase in blackness till the time when he was called to his final ac- count. Such was the end of Floyd and the begin- ning of Stanton. Stanton and Holt were noble co-laborers in that dark period of the country's political travail, and nobly did they sustain themselves through the four years' conflict. 36 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION Hiding the Flag— Female Artifice. The Federal commander at Camp Her- ron, Missouri, having learned that a certain very fine secession flag that waved defiantly from a flagstaff in the village of Manches- ter, twenty miles distant from the camp, (until the successes of the Union forces caused its supporters to conclude that, for the present, " discretion would be the better part of valor,") was still being very care- fully preserved, its possessors boasting that they would soon be enabled to re-hoist it ; determuied upon its summary capture. On the loth of November, 1861, First Lieutenant Bull, of Company C, Ninth Iowa regiment, was directed to take charge of this little expedition, and to detail fif- teen good men for the purpose, which detail the Lieutenant made from Company C. They left camp by the cars at half-past five o'clock in the afternoon, landing at Merrimac, three miles from Mancliester, proceeding from thence to Manchester on foot, and surrounded the house of Squii-e B., who had been foremost in the seces- sion movement of that strong secession town, and was reported to be in possession of the flag in question. But the 'Squire protested against the imputation, declaring that the flag was not in his possession, and that he knew not of its whereabouts. His lady acknowledged that she had for a time kept it secreted in a box in the garden, but as it was likely to become injured, she took it out, dried it in the sun, when it was taken away by some ladies who lived a long distance in the comitry, whose names she refused to give. Finally, after a thorough but fruitless search of the house, after the Lieutenant had put her husband under arrest, and he was being started off to head-quarters, the lady, probably hoping it would save her husband, acknowledged that it was taken by a Mrs. S., who re- sided a mile and a lialf in the comitry, — not such a terribly long distance, after all. Her husband was then sent to Merrimac, escorted by four soldiers, and the remain- der, conducted by the gallant Lieutenant started to visit the residence of Mrs. S., in search of the flag. The distance to the lady's residence was soon traveled, tlie house surrounded, and the flag demanded of IVIi'S. S., who proved to be a very intelligent lady, and had around her quite an interesting fam- ily. The lady replied to the demand, that she Avould like to see the person who stated that she took the flag from Esquire B — 's ; that as to its whereabouts she had nothing to say ; that the Lieutenant could searcb her house, and if he could find any thing that looked like a flag, he was welcome to it. Accordingly, a thorough search Avas made, in which the lady and her daughter aided, but no flag was to be found. The lady then thanked the officer for the gen- tlemanly manner in which the search had been conducted, and added that she trusted he Avas satisfied. He replied that he was quite satisfied that she had the flag, and that it Avould have been far better for her to have yielded it ; but as she did not, as impleasant as the task Avas, he should ar- rest her and take her to head-quarters at Pacific City. Taa'o men Avere then dispatched for a carriage Avith Avhich to convey the lady to Merrimac, and from thence the lady Avas informed that she would be sent by rail- road. She accordingly made preparation to go, but after an hour had elapsed in waiting for the carriage, the lady again demanded the name of the informants, and Avhen told that it was INIrs. B., and that Esquire B. was already in custody, she then asked AA^hether any indignity would have been offered to her had the flag been found in her possession. To this the courteous Lieutenant replied : " Certainly not, Madam ; our object with Esquire B. Avas his arrest and the capture of the flag ; but with you, our object AA'-as the flag." " Will you pledge your honor," said she, " that if I surrender the flag I shall not be arrested, nor my family disturbed. PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 37 "You will not be arrested, nor your family disturbed." " I wish you to understand, Sir, that no fear of arrest or trouble would ever have made me surrender that flag ; but 'Squire B.'s family induced me to take that flag to save them from trouble, saying that it should be a sacred trust, known only to ourselves, and I consequently surrender it." She then went to a bed that had been fruitlessly searched, took from it a quilt, and Avith the aid of her daughters, pro- ceeded to open the edges of the quilt, and cut the stitches through the body of it, and pulled off the top, when, behold ! there lay the mammoth flag next to the cotton, being carefully stitched twice and nearly a half across the quilt. Wlien taken out and spread, it proved to be a magnificent flag, over twenty-one feet in length, and nearly nine feet in width, with fifteen stars to represent the prospective South- ern Confederacy. " Recollect," said the lady to Lieuten- ant Bull," that you did not find it your- self, and when you wish detectives you had better employ ladies." She also added, that she gave up the flag unwillingly. The daughter remarked that she had slept under it, and that she loved it, and that fifteen stars were not so terribly disunion — in her estimation — af- ter all. An Alabama Planter and the Anti-Slavery Leaders Together. About the time of the breaking out of the rebellion, John G. Whittier, the Mas- sachusetts anti-slavery Quaker and poet, met wdth an Alabama planter in Boston, who expressed a desire to converse with him, and an interview took place, during which there was a free interchange of views and opinions concerning the events of the day. The planter frankly acknowl- edged that there was in the »South a strong feeling of hate toward the North and Northern men, and they were determined to fight. He explained how this feeling was fostered by the politicians of the South, and how the feelings of the North were represented there, and stated that almost his sole object in coming to Boston was to ascertain for liimself whether the facts were as they had been represented. He was evidently surprised to find the anti-slavery poet "so mild a mannered man," and confessed that, generally, he did not perceive that the feeling of the North toward the South was so bitter and vxnfriendly as he had been led to expect He had received nothing but civility and courtesy, and admitted that Southerners generally received the same ti'eatment. Finally, Whittier, after attending him to some of the places of resort interestmg to a stranger, told him that, as he was now here, he might as Avell see the worst of the anti-slavery phase of Northern fanaticism — as the fashionable phrase was, — and proposed to visit Garrison. The planter consented, and so they turned their steps to the Liberator office, where they found Garrison, Wendell Phillips, and Fred. Douglass, and there they enjoyed a " pre- cious season of conversation." Would it not have been a sight worth seeing — that conclave in the Liberator office, with Gar- rison, Whittier, Phillips, Douglass, and the Alabama planter, in the foreground ? The planter went to his home a wiser, and per- haps a sadder man, than he came, for, af- ter hearing all that was said, he protested that all he could do, while mourning for the condition of the country, was U> pray over it. Hoisting- the American Flag on Independ- ence Hall by President Lincoln. On the twenty-second of Febniary, 1861, — the anniversary of Washington's birthday, — the interesting ceremony of raising the glorious flag of the American Union was performed in Philadelphia, op- posite Lidependence Hall, by President Lincoln, then on his way to be inaugurated at Washington. 38 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION, Just in front of the main entrance to the State House, and but a few feet from the sacred hall of liberty, a large platform had been erected for the President-elect to stand upon before the people, while he raised the starry bamier of the republic. The elevation, nearly six feet, enabled a vast multitude to observe everything en- acted thereon. The front and sides of the stage were wrapped aromid with an Amer- ican flag, while lesser flags floated from the stanchions. Before the flag was raised prayer was offered, and in reply to words of welcome addressed to Mr. Lincoln on behalf of the city, through its chosen orator, the Presi- dent spoke as follows : Ijncoln. " Fellow Citizens, — I am invited and called before you to participate in raising ftbove Independence Hall the flag of our comitry, Avith an additional star upon it. I propose now, in advance of performing this very pleasant and complimentary duty, to say a few words. I propose to say that when that flag Avas originally raised here, it had but thirteen stars. I wish to call your attention to the fact that, under the blessing of God, each additional star ad- i ded to that flag has given additional pros- I perity and happniess to this comitry, until it has advanced to its present condition ; and its welfare in the future, as well as in the past, is in your hands. Cultivating the spirit that animated our fathers, who gave renown and celebrity to tliis Hall, cherishing that fraternal feeling which has so long characterized us as a nation, ex- cluding passion, ill-temper, and precipitate action on all occasions, I think we may promise ourselves that not only the new star placed upon that flag shall be permit- ted to remain there to om* permanent pros- perity for years to come, but additional ones shall from time to time be placed there, until we shall number, as was anti- cipated by the great historian, Ave hun- dred millions of happy and prosperous people. With these remai'ks, I proceed to the very agreeable duty assigned me." The excitement was of a feai'ful char- acter when the President-elect seized the rope to hoist the flag of the country to the crest of the staff over the State House. The sovds of all seemed starting from theii' eyes, and every throat Avas wide. The shouts of the people wei^ like the roar of Avuves Avhich do not cease to break- For full three minutes the cheers contin- ued. The expression of the President- elect was that of silent solenmity. His long arms were extended. Each hand alternately pulled at the halyards, and a bimdle of bmiting, tri-colored, Avhich had never been kissed by the wind before, slowly rose and mifurled itself gracefully aloft. If the shouting had been fearful and tumultuous before, it became abso- lutely maniacal now. From the smallest urchin to the tall form which rivaled the President's in compass of chest and length of limb, there rose a Avild cry, — remind- ing one of some of the storied shouts which rang among the Scottish hills in the days of clans and clansmen. Suddenly, Avhen the broad bmiting had reached the summit of the mast, it unrolled at once in all its amplitude, and blazed magnificently in the smilight which then spread so brightly upon its gorgeous folds. At the same moment the band struck up the ' Star Spangled Banner,' and a cannon ranged in the square sent up peal after peal. Mr. Lincoln Avas then escorted to PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 39 his hotel, and m a short time the crowd had mehed away. Homagre to the Flag by an Eag-le. WhUe they were hoisting the Stars and Stripes over the officers' headquarters at Camp Cm-tin, near Harrisburgh, Pemi., in the spring of 1861, and just as the men nad seized the halyards, a large eagle, that came from no one knew where, hov- ered over the flag, and sailed majestically over the encampment, while the flag was run up. Thousands of eyes were up- s;/ Homage to the i'lag by an Eagle. tiu'ned m a moment, and as the noble bird looked down, the cheers of three thousand men rent the air ! Never was such ova- tion paid the "Imperial Bird of Jove." It lingered for a few moments, apparently not a particle fi'ightened at the terrific noise, then, cleaving the air with its pin- ions, disappeared in the horizon. Strange Blotch on Calhoun's Right Hand. Notwithstanding the long period — some thirty years — which has elapsed since the tbllowing political narrative was given to the world, it has still a fresh interest, and all the more striking in view of events which have come upon the American na- tion in these later years. The 'unob- served spectator ' whose pen made record of the scene here described, was a verita- ble eye-witness of the same: •S The other morning, at the breakfast table, Avhen I, an unobserved spectator, liappened to be present, Calhoun was ob- served to gaze frequently at his right hand, and brush it with his left, in a hurried and nervous manner. He did this so often that it excited attention. At length one of the persons composmg the break- fast party — his name I think is Toombs, and he is a member of Congress ft'om Georgia — took upon himself to ask the occasion of Mr. Calhoun's disquietude, " Does your hand pain you ? " he asked of Mr. Calhoun. To this Mr. Calhoun re- plied, in rather a hurried maimer. " Pshaw ! it is notliing but a di'eam I had last night, and wliich makes me see perpetually a large black spot, hke an ink blotch, upon the back of my right hand ; an optical illusion, I suppose." Of course these words excited the curi- osity of the company, but no one ventured to beg the details of this singular dream, until Toombs asked quietly : " What was your dream like ? I am not very superstitious about dreams ; but sometimes they have a great deal of truth in them." " But this was such a peculiarly absurd dream," said IMi'. Calhoun, — again brush- ing the back of liis right hand ; " howev- er, if it does not intrude too much on the time of our friends, I will relate it to you." Of course the company were profuse in their expressions of anxiety to know aU about the dream, and Mr. Calhoun related it: "At a late hour last night, as I was sit- ting in my room, engaged in writing, I was astonished by the entrance of a vis- itor who, without a word, took a seat op- posite me at my table. This surprised me, as I had given particular orders to the ser« vant that I should on no account be dis- turbed. The manner in which the intru- der entered, so perfectly self-possessed, taking his seat opposite me without a word, as though my room and all within it be- 40 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLIOX longed to him, excited in me as much sur- prise as indignation. As I raised my head to look into his features, over the top of my shaded lamp, I discovered that he was wrapped in a thm cloak, which effectually concealed his face and features from my view ; and as I raised my head, he spoke, ' What are you writing, senator from South Carolina ? ' I did not tliink of his imper- tinence at fii-st, but answered him volun- tarily, ' I am writing a plan for the disso- lution of the American Union.' (You know, gentlemen, that I am expected to produce a plan of dissolution in the event of certain contingencies.) To this the in- truder replied in the coolest manner possi- ble, ' Senator from South Carolina, will you allow me to look at your hand, your right hand ? ' He rose, the cloak fell, and I beheld his face. Gentlemen, the sight of that face struck me like a thunder clap. It was the face of a dead man, whom ex- traordinary events had called back to life. The features were those of General George Washington. He was dressed in the Revolutionary costume, such as you see in the Patent office." Here Mr. Calhoun paused, apparently agitated. His agitation, I need not tell you, was shared by the company. Toombs at length broke the embarrassing pause — "Well what was the issue of this scene ? " Mr. Calhoun resumed : " The intruder, as I have said, rose and asked to look at my right hand, as though I had not the power to refuse. I extend- ed it. The truth is, I felt a strange thrill pervade me at his touch ; he grasped it and held it near the light, thus affording full time to examine every feature. It was the face of Washington ! After holding my hand for a moment, he looked at me steadily, and said in a quiet way, 'And with tliis right hand, senator from South Carolina, you would sign your name to a paper declaring the Union dissolved ? ' I answered in the affirmative. ' Yes,' I said, ' if a certain contingency arises, I will sign my name to tlie Declaration of Dissolution.' But at that moment a black blotch appeared on the back of my liand, wliich I seem to see now. ' What is that ? ' said I, alarmed, I know not why, at the blotch on my hand. ' That,' said he, dropping my hand, ' is the mark by which Benedict Arnold is known in the next world.' He said no more, gentlemen, but drew from beneath his cloak an object which he laid upon the table — laid upon the very paper on which I was writing. This object, gentlemen, was a skeleton. ' There,' said he, ' there are the bones of Isaac Hayne before you — he was a South Carolinian, and so are you. But there was no blotch on his right hand,' With these words the intruder left the room. I started back from the contact with the dead man's bones and — awoke. Over- come by labor, I had fallen asleep, and had been dreaming. Was it not a smgu- lar dream ? " All the company answered in the affirm- ative, and Toombs muttered, " Singular, veiy singular," and at the same time look- ed curiously at the back of his right hand, wliile Mr. Calhoun placed his head be- tween his hands and seemed buried in thouaht. Firm Devotion of a Lioyal Southern Woman to the Colors. A finely independent and successful stand was taken by a woman m New Orleans, on behalf of the Union, in the dawning days of rebellion. She and her husband, a Mississippi steamboat captain, occupied the middle front room of the lowest range of sleeping apartments in the St. Charles Hotel, at the time when the city was to be illuminated in honor of secession. She refused to allow the illuminating candles to be fixed in the window^s of her room, and the pi-oprietors remonstrated in vain — she finally ordering them to leave the room, of Avhich she claimed, while its occupant, to have the entire control. rATIIIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 41 Tlie secessionists, however, determined not to be outdone in a matter of such grave importance, proceeded to find and appeal to the captain, — who was not in the room at the time of the above pro- ceedings. He heard their case ; said his wife had reported him correctly on the Union question, nevertheless he would go with them to the room, and see if the matter could be amicably arranged. But the captain's disjwsition to yield was not seconded, amicably nor otherwise, by his better half Tlie proprietors there- upon next proposed to vacate the best chamber in her favor, in some other part of the house, if that would be satisfac- tory ; but the lady's " No !" was still as peremptory as ever. Her point was gained, and the St. Charles was doomed to have a dark front chamber. Pleased with this triumph, Mrs. devised the following manoeuvre to make the most of her victory. Summoning a servant, she sent him out to procure for her an Ameri- can flag, which, at dusk, she suspended from her window. When evening came, the streets, animated by a merry throng, were illuminated, but, alas ! the St. Charles was disfigured by its sombre chamber — when, suddenly, a succession of lamps, suspended on both sides of the Hag, reveal- ing the Stars and Stripes, were lit up, and the ensign of the Union waved from the centre of a hotel illuminated in honor of its overthrow ! The effect Avas, to give the impression that the whole house was thus paying homage to the American flag; and, what was a more significant fact still, tlie old flag was greeted by the passing crowd with vociferous applause. So much for the firnmess of a loyal-hearted, true American woman. Provisional Grovemment of Kentucky on an Excursion. The notorious George N. Sanders found himself one day, dilapidated and hungry, under the hospitable roof of Colonel Wm. H. Polk, of Temiessee, — George beino- well known, even in his OAvn partizan cir- cle, as a sort of political black sheep. After having partaken liberally of the viands set before him by his old friend, George signified by numerous signs, and finally by words, that he wished the serv ants to leave the room. He then said : " Polk, I knew you were a man with a heart in your bosom ; I told 'em so. I said that no better man than Bill Polk could be found. I told 'em so. " Told who so?" asked Mr. Polk, rather surprised at the sudden and mysterious language, accompanied bj the removal of the servants. " Mr. Polk," said George, " I want your horses and carriage for a time." " Certainly, Mr. Sanders, if you wish them." "Mr. Polk," said Sanders, "I do not appear before you in any ordinary charac- ter to-day ; I am clothed with higher au- thority ; I am an emissary." The tone and mamier indicated some= thmg serious — perhaps to arrest his host. " I am an emissary," repeated Mr. San- ders, speaking in very large capitals, " from THE State of Kentucky, and hope to be received as such. The fact is," con- tinued he, coming down to the level of familiar conversation, " I left the Provi- sional Government of Kentucky a mile or so back, on foot, finduig its way soiith- wardly, and I demand your horses and carriage in the name of that noble State." Of course the carriages and horses were harnessed up at once, and Mr. Sanders proceeded to bring the Provisional Govern- ment to Mr. Polk's house. How shall this scene be described ? Hon. George AV. .Inhnson, as much a Clay man as the sacred soil of Tennessee could afford, but still preserving his light and active step ; McKee, late of the Courier, foUoAving ; Walter N. Haldeman, with all his industry and perseverance, trying to keep up with his associates ; and Willis B. Machen, vigorous, actiAC, slightly sul- len, but in earnest, with every boot he 42 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE EEBELLION. drew out of the snowy, muddy soil, giving a groan of fatigue. Imagine this peripa- tetic " Government " safely ensconced at Mr. Polk's, on their road south ! " Mr. Sanders," said the ' Governor,' with dignified suavity, after the walnuts and wine, "■ claimed to be an acquaintance of yours, and we were very glad to send him forward." The Hon. Governor maintained through- out, that easy, self-possessed manner, wliich characterizes the gentleman. The emissary shortly after suggested to the Provisional Government that he was "broke," and wished to represent the Seventh Congressional District of Ken- tucky — that is, the Louisville District ; " for," said he, in his persuasive, confiden- tial tones, " that is the only Avay I know of for a man without money to get to Richmond." A session was at once held of the " State Council," the result of its dehberations being that Mr. Sanders was authorized to proceed to Richmond and there represent the interests of Louisville m the rebel Congress, vice H. W. Bruce. Presidential Prospects. One of the visitors at the White House took it upon himself to congratulate the President on the almost certaui purpose on the part of the people to re-elect " Old Abe" for another term of four years. Mr. Lincoln replied that he had been, told this frequently before of late, and that when it was first mentioned to him he was reminded of a farmer in Illinois who de- termined to try his own hand at blasting. After successfully boring and filling in with powder, he failed in the effort to make the poAvder go oif, and after discuss- ing with a looker-on the cause for this, and failing to detect anything wrong in the powder, the farmer suddenly came to the conclusion that it would not go off he- cause it had been shot before. Minister Cameron and his German A£rl« canus. General Cameron, the American IMinis- ter, for a time, at the court of St. Peters- burg, traveled extensively in the various comitries of Europe, that he might ac- quaint himself Avith their mamiers and-- customs. One incident Avhich he relates, as occurring during this tour, is, to say the least, not very complimentary to " the great American Republic as it was" Arriving at a small German town on the evening of Whitsuntide — which is a famous and favorite holiday with the Lu- therans — the General was struck with the decent and comfortable appearance of the people who crowded the streets ; but Avhat just at that time interested him most, Avas a tall, stout, and impressive negro, far blacker than Othello, even before he Avas represented as a highly colored gentleman. Supposing him to be an American negro, Mr. Cameron AA'ent up to hhn and said; " HoAV are you, my friend ?" — using the Pennsylvania German, in Avhich the Gen- eral Avas an adept — when, to his infinite horror, the colored gentleman thus ad- dressed turned upon him and said, in good guttural Dutch, " I am no American, I do not Avant to talk to you. I Avon't talk to" any man who comes from a country pro- fessing to be free, but in which human beings are held as slaves." And this Avas said by the honest felloAV with a magiste- rial and indignant air that Avould have been irresistibly severe, if it had not been irresistibly comic. Minister Cameron made his escape Avith the best possible grace from his stalwail: and sable antagonist, and supposed he had got rid of him ; but on passmg into an adjoining saloon Avith his secretary, Bayard Taylor, to take a glass of lager beer, he Avas again confronted by his Ger- man Africanus, Avho re-opened his vials of Avrath, and concluded by turning to the General and asking him in broad German, '■'■Saf/h, bin ich recht, or bin ich unrecht f* Avliicb means : VATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, C I V^ I L , JUDICIAL, ETC, " Say, am I right, or am I wrong? An- swer me ! " Minister Cameron made inquiry as to the negi'o, and ascertained that one of the nobility in the neighborhood, who had spent some years in Africa in a scientific and Imnting tour, brought back with him to Germany a very handsome native, who, in course of time, developed into the indi- vidual that sought the opportmiity to ad- minister a rebuke to an American who lived in a country professmg to be free, but in which human beings are held as slaves. Old Abe Hard-up for a Joke for Once. During a conversation which took place in the summer of 1864, between President Lincoln and a distinguished Western Sen- ator, the various legislative nominations for the Presidency then being made were incidently referred to. "• Yes," said Mr. Lincohi, moving his leg with evidient grati- fication — " yes, Senator, the current seems to be setting all one way ! " " It does, really, seem to be setting all one way," was the answer of the Senator, '' but, Mi*. Lincoln, as you have told me several good stories since I have been here, permit me, if you please, to tell you one : — " It has always been observed that the Atlantic Ocean at the Straits of Gibraltar, constantly pours into the Mediterrranean, with a tremendous volume. The Bospho^ rus empties into it, at its other end, and rivers are seen contributing to its waters all along the coast. It was for many years the constant puzzle of geographers, why the Mediterranean, under all these acces- sions, never got full and overran its banks. After a while, hoAvever, a curious fellow Cook the notion of dropping a plummet in the centre of the Straits, when, lo ! he discovered that, though the tremendous body of water on the surface was rushing nnvard from the ocean, a still more power- ful body was passing outward, in a comiter current, at some twenty feet below ! " " Oh, ah ! " said Old Abe, seriously, and | evidently nonplussed for the first time in his life ; " that does not ' remmd ' me of any story I ever heard before ! " Front-Door Confabulations in Arkansas. A Union man Avho was visiting Little Rock, Arkansas, under the protecting folds of the Stai-s j^nd Stripes, which had then taken the place of the Confederate ensign, sat down one evening at the front door of a secession friend, and engaged in a hearty talk about the war, the latter claiming, of course, that the South couldn't be whip- ped, and the former arguing that that thing was a good deal more than half done already. While thus conversing, a mid- dle aged negro came along, leading a horse Front Door Confabulations in Arkansas. that did not seem able to stand without artificial support. Upon nearing them he politely bowed, and said to the secession gentleman, " Good ebenin' massa." " Good evening, Joe," was the kind response ; and Joe began moving off. Just at this moment "Massa" appeared to think of something else to say, and he remarked, "Joe, did you hear that Roberts had gone to Texas ? " " Yes. massa. I knew de day he lef." "He took all his 'boys,' I believe." ■ii THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE EEBELLION '• Yes, massa, he took 'era all : what he go to Texas for?" " I suppose he Avent to keep out of the way of the Yankee^^."' These words had no sooner left " mas- sa's " mouth than a singular change seemed to come over Joe. Before their utterance he was altogether vmdemonsj:rative in his manner ; but when he caught their full meaning, his countenance evinced pleasure and surprise in about equal proportions. Li a moment he began to laugh, but checked himself suddenly, and said : " Could'nt help laughin', massa. My missus tole me de Yankees coidd'nt git Memphis ; but deyVe dere now. Den she said dere was'nt enough of 'em lef to come furder down de riber ; hut dey went all de way down. Den missus say dey can't come up de White, no how; hut dey DID come — and dey went to de Rock (Little Rock), an' dey stayed dar; an' I jes' b'lieve dey mean to stay eberywhar ; an' before massa Roberts sees anoder buf- falo gnat dey'll be all oher Texas, an' he won't hab enough niggas lef to drive de cow home." The italicised part of Joe's brief oration was spoken with deep emphasis, and the effect of the Avords was greatly increased by the appropriate gestures which accom- panied them. He did not wait for any mark of approval or censure, but made his adieus rather hurriedly. " That's a pretty sharp darkie, I should say," remarked Union. " He is that," Avas the reply ; " he's got any quantity of hard sense ; and he's a right good fellow, too — I never heard any- thing bad of him." " In case the war were brought to a close on condition that the rebellious States should send Senators and Representatives to Congi-ess, and the Emancipation Pro- clamation Avere AvithdraAvii, Avould it be a possible thing to keep the slaves under the same subjection as before the begin- ning of the Avar ? " " Certainly not. The slaves understand that they are, or soon will be, free. But let them be made to believe that the United States government intends to break the solemn promise Avhich it made to them on the first of last January — let them once understand that their anticipations of free- dom are not to be realized in the manner which they expected — and they will make a second San Domingo of CAcry Southern State." " Your ideas agree pretty Avell Avith those of the Abolitionists of NeAv Eng' land." " I can't help that," said the secession- ist ; " I hate an Abolitionist Avorse than 1 ever hated a snake, but I believe just Avhat I say, and if the Abolition- ists where you came from agree with me. I am not to blame." Discussion betAveen Major DoARming- and Mr. liinkin. In a letter from the Federal capital, by INIajor Jack DoAviiing, to the Editors of the Cawcashin, the Major thus deliA'ers him- self in regard to the great question growing out of the war. The Major says, and even those who A'enture to differ from his weighty opinions, rarely fail to be interested in his expression of them : SuRS : — I've been kinder sick sence Avrit you last. The truth is, tliis clymate in the spring is raely very weaknin to the constitushin. Linkin, too, has been terri- bully anxus about war noose, and the nigh approach of hot Aveather. But the great svibjeck Avhich the Kernel and I have been considerin, is the " contrybands." What is to be done Avith 'em ? That's the quest- shin, and Linkin ses he Avould like to see the feller that can tell him. One night Linkin got a big map, an he sot doAvn, and " NoAA^," ses he, " Major, let's take a look at all creasliin, an see ef ther aint sum place AA'har Ave kin send these pesky kinky beds, and get rid of 'em." " Wal," ses I, " Kernel, I'm agreed." So Ave AA^ent at it. First Linkin put his finger on Haty. " NoAv," ses he, " ther's an iland that jest suits the nigger constitushin. Supp'iiSe PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC 45 they go ther ? " " But," ses I, " Kernel, they won't go, an ef they did, tliey wouldn't do nothin." " Wal," Ses he, " no matter, ef they won't trouble us here enny longer." " But," ses I, " ther's one more resm. The iland aint large enufF to hold all the niggers — four millions or thereabouts." " Wal," ses he, " ther's Centril Ameriky — what do you think of that spot ? " " Wal," ses I, "■ Kernel, that's a line country, nater- ally. The Creator fixed it up on a grand scale, but you can't make a treaty with it, enny more than you can count the spots on a little pig, when he keeps runin about the hull time. The truth is, you can't tell who'll be President of it from one mornin to tlie next, and the niggers you send ther nu'ght all get their tlu'oats cut jest as soon as they landed." " Wal," ses Linkin, " that's a slight objectshin. But let's turn over to Afriky. Ther's Libery ; how Avould that do. Major?" "Wal," ses I, " Kernel, that country is about the biggest humbug of the hull lot. Fust off, sum raely good peopul thought after it was goin to amount to sumthin, but arter forty years of spendin money on it, ther aint enny more chanst of civilizin Afriky in that way than ther is of makin a rifled cannon out of a bass wood log. A few dominys, who can't get enny boddy willin to hear 'em preach, hev got hold of it, an are makin a good thing out of it. As for sendin our niggers ther, why, it would take all the shippin of the world, and more money than Chase could print by steam in a year." " Wal," ses Linkin, " whar on arth hin we send 'em ? " " Now," ses I, " Kernel, I've got an idee of my own about that matter. I think they ax'e best off whar they are an jest as they are, but ef you must get rid of 'em, I would send, 'em all to Massa-chews-its ! Peopul who are so anxus to hev other folks oveiTun with free niggers, ought to be willin to share sum of the blessins them- selves. So let all that are here in Wash- ington be sent rite off to Boston." "Yes, that might do," says Linkin. '• But," ses I, " sum States won't have 'em at all, and they can't g(j ther. So what's to be done.'*" " Wal," ses Linkin, " I tell you what it is, Major, this is an almighty tuff sidjjeck. I know sumthin about splittin rails, and what hard work is ginerally, but this nigger questshin has puzzled me more than enny thing ever got hold of before." " AYal," ses Kernel, I can explain the reason why. Wal," ses I, " Kernel, whar do you kerry your pocket book?" Ses he, "AVhat on arth has that to do with the subjeck ?" Ses I, " Hold on, you'll see." " Wal," ses he, " I always kerry it right ther, in my left hand trowsers pocket." Ses I, " Didn't you ever hev a hole in that pocket for a day or two, an hev to put your pocket book in sum other ?" Ses he, " Major, I hev." Ses I, " What did you do with it then ? " " Wal," ses he, " I put it in my right hand pocket, but it kinder chafed my leg ther cause it wam't used to it, an it also felt mity onhandy. So I put it in my side coat pocket, but every tune I stooped over it ^\'ould drop out. Then I put it in my coat tail jjocket, but I was kept all the time on the qui viverSj afeerd sum pickpocket would stead it. At last, in order to make it safe an sure, I put it in the top of my hat, under sum papers, but the hat was top heavy, an over it went spillin everything. I tell you I was glad when my pocket was fixed, an I got it back in the old spot." "Now," ses I, "Kernel, that's jest the case with the niggers. The minit you get 'em out of ther place, you don't know Avhat on arth to do with 'em. Now, we've been here all the evenin sarchin over the map to see ef we can't find sum place to put 'em. But it is all no manner of use. You've got to do with 'em jest as you did with your pocket book. Put 'em whar they belong, an then you won't have enny more trubbil." Linkin didn't see eggzactly how I was gwin to apply the story, an wen he did, he looked, kinder struck up. Wen I saw that I had made a hit on him, I follered it up. 46 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION Ses I, " Kernel, this government ain't out of order, as Seward and Chase kontend. They are only tryin to run it the rong way — that's what makes all the trubbil. I once had a thrashin machine, an I sold it to old Jim Dumbutter, an arter he got it he sed it warn't good for nothm — that it wouldn't run, &c. So I went over to see it, an I vow ef he didn't hev the macliine all ronof eend foremist. I went to work at it, an, arter a little wile, it went off like grease, jest as slick as ' a whistle. You see, old Dumbutter didn't understand the machine, an, tharfore, he couldn't make it go. Now," ses I, " Kernel, our Constitusliin is a Dimmycratic machine, and its got to be run as a Dimmycratic machine, or it worUt run at all ! Now, you see, Seward is tryin to rim it on his ' higher law ' principle, but it wam't made for that, an the consekence is, the thing is pretty nigh smashed up." " Wal," ses Linkin, " things do look kinder dark. I don't know whar we wiU cum out, but I guess I'll issoo a proclama- shin for the ministers to pray for us. Perhaps they wiU do sum good." Ses I, " Kernel, that reminds me of old Elder Doolittle, who cum along the road one day rite whar old Sol Hopkins, a very wicked old simier, was hoein corn. The season was late, and the corn was mity slim. Ses the Elder: 'Mister Hopkins, yom' corn is not very forrard this year.' 0 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION SO terse and true as to deserve repetition. " Four of our men " — and he named them, but of course one couldn't be guilty of such disrespect to American Senators as to print them — " four of our men were so drunk they couldn't leave their rooms; and the others, not knowing how drunk these men were, had gone off to Count Mercier's party." That is the whole story, — and a similar tale might be told in con- nection with many other Congressional bills and measures. It is hardly neces- sary to add, that more than one section was represented in the di'Uiiken quartette \u (question. Price of Chivalry in Hard Cash. When the Federal troops occupied Win- cliester, Virginia, a yovuig lady was seen ripping up a Union flag, to turn into a " Secesli streamer." An officer made her give it up. It was repaired and raised over the sidewalk of the surgeon's house, where it was a great trouble to the Winchester ladies, who crossed the street rather than walk under it. One day the Maine Tenth seeing one of them coming down the pave- ment, placed a bright silver Union "quar- ter" directly under the flag. Miss Secesh came up and stepped off" the curb as usual to go round the " du'ty rag," but on seeing the piece of money she retraced her steps, and while she was stooping to pick it up she was greeted by a tremendous shout of laughter. So tlie price of chivalry was found to be not 7nore than twenty-five cents — certain ! "Spiritual" Revelations on the Conduct of the War. President Lincoln was induced by some of liis friends to hold a' "spiritual soiree,'" one evening, in the crimson room in the White House, to test the alleged wonderful supernatural powers of Mr. Charles E. Sliockle. The party consisted of the Pres- ident, Mrs. Lincoln, Secretaries Welles and Stanton, J\Ir. D. of New York, INIr. F. of Philadelphia, and Mr. Shockle, ac- companied by a friend. They took their seats hi the circle about eight o'clock, but the President was called away shortly after tlie manifestations commenced, and the spirits which had apparently assembled to convince him of their power, gave vis- ible tokens of their displeasure at the President's absence, by pinching Mr. Stan- ton's ears and twitching Mr. AVeUes's beai-d. He soon returned, but it was some time before harmony was restored, for the mishaps to the secretaries caused such bursts of laughter that the influence was very impropitious. For some half-hour the demonstrations were of a physical char- acter — tables were moved, and the picture of Henry Clay, Avhich hangs on the wall, was swayed more than a foot, and two candelebras, presented by the Dey of Al- giers to President Adams, were twice raised nearly to the ceiling. It was nearly nine o'clock before Shoc- kle was fully under spiritual influence, and so powerful Avere the subsequent manifesto ations, that twice during the evening re~ storatives were applied, for he was much weakened. The following accomit of what took place is believed to be as cori'ect as possible. Loud rappings, about nine o'clock, were heard directly beneath the President's feet, and Mr. Shockle stated that an Indian de- sired to comnuuiicate. "Well, Sir," said the President, "I should be happy to hear what his Indian majesty has to say. We lave recently Imd a visitation from our red brethren, and it was the only delegation, black, white, or blue, Avhich did not volunteer some advice about the conduct of the war." The medium then called for pencil and paper, and they were laid upon the table in sight of all. A handkerchief was then taken from Mr. Stanton, and the materials were carefully concealed from sight. In a sho»'+ time, knocks were heard and the paper was uncovered. To the surprise of all present it read as follows : " Haste makes waste, but delays cause PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 51 vexations. Gi\ e vitality by energ}'. Use every means to subdue. Proclamations are useless; make a bold fi-ont and fight the enemy; leave traitors at home to the care of loyal men. Less note of prepara- tion, less parade and policy talk, and more action. Henry Knox." "That is not Indian talk, JMr. Shockle," said the President; who is 'Henry Knox?' It was suggested to the medium to ask who General Knox was, and before the words were fiilly uttered, the medium spoke in a strange voice, "The first Secre- tary of War." ^ "Oh! yes, General Knox," said the President ; who, tvuming to the Secretary, said: "Stanton, that message is for you; it is from your predecessor." Mr. Stanton made no reply. "I should like to ask General Knox," (Said the President, "if it is within the scope of his ability, to tell us when this rebellion will be put down." Li the same mamier as before, this mes- sage was received: " Washington, Lafayette, Franklin, Wil- berforce. Napoleon, and myself have held frequent consultation on this point. There is something which our spiritual eyes can- not detect which appears well formed. Evil has come at times by removal of men from high positions, and there are those in retirement whose abilities sliould be made useful to hasten the end. Napoleon says, concentrate your forces tipon one pomt: Lafayette thinks that the rebellion Avill die of exhaustion; Franklin sees the end ap- proaching, as the South must give up for want of mechanical ability to compete agaiiLSt Northern mechanics. Wilberforce sees hope only in a negro army. — Knox." " Well," exclaimed the President, " opin- ions differ among the saints as well as among the sinners. They don't seem to understand running the machines among the celestials much better than we do. Their talk and ad\dce sovind very much like the talk of my cabinet — don't you think so, Mr. Welles?" " AVell, I don't know — I will think the matter over, and see what conclusion to arrive at." Heavy raps were heard, and the alpha- bet was called for, when "That's what's the matter," was spelt out. There was a shout of laughter, and Mr. Welles stroked his beard. "That means, Mr. Welles," said the President, " that you are apt to be long- winded, and think the nearest way home is the longest way round. Short cuts in war times. I wish the spirits would tell us how to catch the Alabama." The lights, which had been partially lowered, almost instantaneously became so dim as to make it difficult to distinguish the features of any one in the room, and on the large mirror over the mantel-piece there appeared the most beautiful though supernatural picture ever beheld. It represented a sea view, the Alabama with. all steam up flying from the pursuit of an- other large steamer. Two merchantmen in the distance wei'e seen, partially de- stroyed by fire. The pictm*e changed, and the Alabama was seen at anchor im- der the shado^v of an English fort — from. Avhich an English flag was waving. The Alabama was floating idly, not a soul on board, and no signs of life visible about her. The picture vanished, and in letters of pui'ple appeared : " The English people demand this of England's aristocracy." " So England is to seize the Alabama fuially ? " said Mr. Lincoln : " It may be possible ; but, JMr. WeUes, don't let one gimboat or monitor less be built." The spirits called for the alphabet, and again " That's ■\^^hat's the matter," was spelt out. "I see, I see," said the President: " Mother England thinks that what's sauce for the goose may be sauce for the gander. It may be tit, tat, too, hereafter. But it is not very complimentary to our navy, anyhow." "We've done our best, Mr. President," said Mr. Welles ; " I'm maturing a plan. 52 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, which, when perfected, I think, if it works well, will be a perfect trap for the Ala- bama." "Well, Mr. Shockle," remarked the President, " I have seen strange thuigs and heard rather odd remarks ; but nothing which convinces me, except the pictures, that there is anything very heavenly about all this. I should like, if possible, to hear what Judge Douglas says about tliis war." " I'll try to get his spirit," said Mr. Shockle ; " but it sometimes happens, as it did to-night in the case of the Indian, tliat though tirst impressed by one spirit, I yield to another more powerful. If perfect silence is maintained, I will see if we can- not induce General Knox to send for Mr. Douglas." Three raps were given, signifying assent to the proposition. Perfect silence was maintained, and after an interval of per- haps three minutes, Mr. Shockle rose quick- ly from his chair and stood up behind it, resting his left arm on the back, his right thrust uito his bosom. In a voice such as no one could mistake who had ever heard Mr. Douglas, he spoke. The language was eloquent and choice. He urged the President to throw aside all advisers who hesitate about the policy to be pursued, and to listen to the wishes of the people, who Avould sustam him at all points if his aim was, as he believed it was, to restore the Union. He said that there Avere Burrs and Blennerhassetts living, but that they ■\'\'ould wither before the popular ap- proval which would follow one or two vic- tories, such as he thought must take place ere long. The turning-point in this Avar will be the proper use of these victories. If wicked men in the first hours of success think it time to devote their attention to party, the Avar Avill be prolonged ; but if i^ictory is folloAved up by energetic action, all Avill be Avell. "I believe that," said the President, " Avhethor it comes from spirit or human." Here clo^'ed tlie intervieAV, at Mrs. Lin- coln's request, Mr. Shockle being m\ich prostrated. The account here giA^en is from one Avho Avas present ; and, though CAddently by no one unfriendly to the me- dium, there has been no denial of the gen- eral correctness of the proceedings. Ptitting- 'Em Throtig'h a Course of Sprouts. One lively sprmg day, four yomig men of the city of Frederick, Maryland, went to the good old toAvn of Liberty, and Avhilst passing the Stars and Stripes Avhich floated from a pole at the west end of the town, took the idea into their empty heads to curse that time"een prepared for the duties of a free man, and he can read and write as well as a white man." " Well," said the little Irishman, " I don't care for that ; niggers have no right to vote, any way," and so the matter ended. "are making an effort, to draw in tlie border States to their schemes of secession, and I am too fearful they will succeed. If they do succeed, there will be the most terrible civil war the world has ever seen, lasting for years. Virginia will become "a charnel house ; but the end will be the triumph of the Union cause. One of their first efforts will be to take possession of this capital, to give them prestige abroad, but they will never succeed m taking it ; General Stewart and Senator Douglas on the " Situation." A most remarkable prediction was made by .Senator Douglas, in January, 1861. Mr. Douglas was asked by General C B. Stewart, of New York, who was making a New Year's call on the great Illinoisian, — '' What will be the results of the efforts oi Jefferson Davis and his associates to divide the Union?" *' The cotto'.i States," Douglas replied, the North will rise en masse to defend it » but it will become a city of hospitals ; the churches will be used for the sick and wounded, and even the Mimiesota block (which afterward did become the Douglas hospital) may be devoted to that purpose before the end of the war.'* " What justification is there for all this ? " inquired General Stewart. "There is," said Douglas, "no justifica- tion, nor any pretense of any. If they will remain in the Union, I will go as far as the Constitution will permit to maintain their just rights, and I do not doubt. but a majority of Congress will do the same. But," — and this he said rising on his feet and extending his arm, " if the Southern States attem})t to secede from this Union without further cause, I am in favor of their having just so many slaves, and just so much slave territory, as they can hold at the point of the bayonet — and no more."' 58 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. Wilkinson's Vetejj^ Minnesota Regiment. One of the richest scenes afforded by the United States Senate, during the war, was that in which Pitt Fessenden, of Maine, and Wilkinson, of Minnesota, were the principal actors. Wilkinson — a very clever Senator — had been indulging in a little abuse of " the East." The East got everything, he said, and the West nothing. He alluded particularly to a veteran regi- ment from Minnesota, which from some informality had not yet received its pay, and an appeal was taken to Congress, which was not successful. From one thing to another, the discussion i-ambled, till at last the Senator (Wilkinson) began to ridicule the army of the Potomac in " Dunn Browne's" best style. He pictured that army swinging to and fro between Wash- ington and Culpepper, and made eastern armies and eastern generals ajipear in a ridiculous aspect. Pitt P'essenden rose to defend the East. " How is it," asked Fessenden, " about the veteran Mimiesota regiment, which our friend has complimented so highly here? To what army did it belong?" " To the army of the Potomac," replied Wilkinson. " Indeed," quoth the Maine senator, " is it possible ? Has this Minnesota regiment been swinging to and fro between the Po- tomac and the Rapidan?" Wilkinson then explained that he did not allude to the soldiers of the army of the Potomac, but to its leaders. Mr. Fes- senden took him up on that point. "Who is the General-in-Chief?" asked Mr. Fessenden ; " It is General Halleck, a western man. Who is the Commander-in- Cliiefv the man resjio-.^sible for the leader- ship of all the armies ? Is he not a western nmn ? " It Avas a most amusing colloquial debate, Fessenden coming out in his best style, and Wilkinson doing extremely well, too, but choosing to be in a weak position, he was compelled to throw up the sponge. Availing: himself of a Joke. A representative of one of the five Great Powers met Mr. Seward one day, just as he was coming out of his room, on his way to dimier. Of course the diplomat was invited to walk in. He declined, saying : " Oh, no, I only called to tell you a good joke. One of our Captains has just ar- rived, and says that, ^vhen he reached Charleston and went to my consul's office, and inquired for the consul, he was told that he was drilling his company. What com- pany? inquired the captain of the ship. Why, one of the companies selected to march against Washington. The captain was greatly surprised, and mentioned tlie fact as evidence of the universal feelmg of hostility which pervades Charleston." Mr. Seicard. What is the name of youi consul at Charleston ? Diplomat. . 3Ir. Seivard, (opening the door opposite where they were standing.) Mr. Assistant Secretary, draw up an order recalling the exequatur issued in favor of , consul at Charleston. There. That business is disposed of. Diplomat. My Seward I You are not in earnest. I only told you the story as a good joke. Mr. Seward. And I, Mr. , avail myself of this "joke," to give you practical evidence of the maimer in which we intend FATIUUTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 59 to deal witli every Foreign Power and their rein-esentatives, whenever they interfere, ilirt'ctly or indirectly, between us and tlie traitors in rebellion against our Govern- ment. The exequatur of }our consul is recalled ; and I sincerely hone that no im- prudence on the other side of the Atlantic, will compel me as summarily to terminate the very pleasant relations now existing ^vith all the members of the Diplomatic ■Corps. "And the brother shall deliver up the brother to death." A man named C — e, lived in Missouri, about iifty miles from the Kansas border. His family, originally from the South, had settled in southwestern Missouri. Wlien llie \ytxT broke out his two brothers avowed their disloyalty to the Government, joined *■ And the brother shall deliver up the brother to death." the secession army, — and they urged him to do so too. But he was true to his allegiance to the Union and its starry ensign. Hesi- tating, and with the ties of kindred to dis- ti'act him, he remained a passive witness of events until all the man tJiat was in him at length induced him to take his place in the great struggle. A few days after a younger brother i-ode up to his house. A' the time he was out of his wagon, and liad been practising Avitli his rifle at a mark, and had just loaded. The younger brother said : "• I'm glad you're thinking about your gun. You'd better join a company." "• I have done so," was the calm reiily, " Whose ? " " Captain 's," naming the Captain of a company of Home Guards that had been raised in that county. " Ah ! that's what you are at, is it ? " cried the younger brother — and, drawing a Colt's navy, he continued, " I've got something for you," and fired. The ball lodged in the breast of the elder brother, who staggered and fell with the violence or suddenness of the shock. Recovering himself, however, for a moment, Avith superhuman energy, he !J:ot upon his knees, and seizing his rifle, I'ointed it at his murderous brother, who lU'ued and fled, but the rifle-ball in his spine aiTested the coui'se of the rebel for- ever. The family of the Union man gath- ered a few of their effects hurriedly, and fled with him in a wagon — at last reaching Kansas, where, though severely wounded. he slowly recovered. Femalo Traitors making: Ashes of the Glo- rious Flag-. In the earlier stage of the rebellion, four young gentlemen stopping in Alexandria, engaged apartments there of a highly re- spectable lady living in Prince street, with her daughters, the latter aged respectively sixteen and eighteen. Although the lady and her daughters were avowed secession- ists, the former having two sons in the I'ebel army, the new-comers were never- theless not quite prepared to hear them speak so contemptuously and bitterly of the Union. The young gentlemen, it appears, took it into their heads to hoist the Stars and Stripes on the top of their dwelling. oixe day. The lady and daughters-, when they discovered it, raised such a storm of indignation that the gentlemen Avere afraid to appx'oach them. One of the young ladies clambered to the roof of the house, at the risk of life and limb, and, with the spirit 60 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES O F THE K E B E L L 1 O iN of a tigress, tore down the flag, trampled it beneath her feet, and finally threw the fragments inlo the stove. Not content Avith this disrespect to the glorious emblem of the country which had protected herself and family from their birth, this young trait- ress took the ashes of the burnt flag and ])itched them contemptuously into the street. Merited Rebuke of a Secessionist toy G-eneral Dumont. A good anecdote is told of how a violent secessionist at the Tennessee capital got a merited rebuke from General Dumont. A flunous physician's female household de- ported themselves so rudely to our soldiers, once or twice actually spitting in their faces, that the General ordered the house to be put under guard, with orders to let no one jiass in or out. The Doctor, who was in the eouutiy at the time, was greatly incensed on finding his access to his own house debarred by a guard of soldiery on his return, and forthwith went to head- quarters, boiling over with rage. On hear ing the Doctor's representation, the General calmly replied that he was not aware of giving any order to put the complainant's house under guard. The latter insisted, how-ever, that the iact was so, and pointed to his residence, which was in sight and near at hand, as evidence, for the guard could be plainly seen. " Is that your residence ? " inquired the General, blandly. " To be sure it is." " Why, I took it for granted, from the condvict of its female occupants, that it was an abode of shameless courtezans, and I ordered a guard to be jilaced around it to prevent the visitation of our soldieiy." prisoner of war. Grant treated him kindly, invited him to his private apartment, and extended to him the courtesies of personal friendsliip. After he left, the General gave a little sketch of the rebel's former life to the members of his staff. He also said, that when the rebel major Avas in his room and he Avas talking to him about being in the Confederate service, the ma- jor replied : " Grant, I tell you I ain't much of a rebel, after all, and Avhen I am paroled, I Avill let the d service go to the mis- chief." - Confession of a Retoel Officer to General Grant. One of the majors in the rebel army at Vicksburg had formerly served in the same reg'ment of the United States army with General Grant, but Avas then the latter's Dr. Cottman in Butler's Hands. There is a story of General Butler's ad- ministration in NeAv Orleans Avhich does not appear in liis excellent biography. By direction of the President, an election for Congressmen Avas held in the First and Second districts. Dr. Cottman engaged to be a candidate, and A\'as thereupon sent for by General Butler. The General, after inquiring Avhether it was really true that the Doctor Avas a can- didate with his own consent, and receiving an affirmative ansAver, read the oath Avhich he Avould be required to take before enter- ing upon his Congressional duties — a pret- ty stringent covenant by the way, declaring that tlie deponent had ncAer given aid or comfort to the internal or external enemies of the Republic, never held or sought office under the pretended government of the Confederate States, or in any Avay countenanced the great rebellion. Having thus called the attention of the Doctor to the terrible ordeal Avhich aAvaited him, the General drew forth a large fac-simile of the Ordinance of Secession, and pointed to the signature, Thos. E. H. Cottman, which appeared thereon in a fair, round, schoolmaster-like hand. " Now," asked the General, " how can you take that oath after having signed that treasonable document?" " But I did not assent to it. I opposed separate secession all through." t PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 61 • BuL you signed the ordinance — and the signature looks as though you thought it was something to be proud of." " I signed it merely as a witness to the record !" '' Signed as witness ! Bosh ! What non- sense ! Suppose, Doctor, you really were a JMember of Congress, and old Jake Bar- ker, as the representative of Benjamin Franklin, should present a claim for wit- ness fees, on the gi'ound that his ancestor signed the Declaration of Independence only in that capacity — would you vote for it ? " The Doctor appeared to be afflicted with a bronchial disorder, which prevented his making immediate answer. " Now," says the General, " I tell jou I think it an insult to loyal men that a signer of that ordinance should offer to take the oath I have read. You know very well tliat the signing of that document was made a test of the devotion of members of the Convention to the cause of Seces- sion. You know very Avell that it was made a test in the case of Mr. Rozier, and you know that he did not meet it as you did by surrendering to treason." " Very well, Sir, I will announce in the newspapers that I am ordered by the mili- tary commander to withdraw my name from the canvass." " No you wont — nothing of the sort. I have given you no orders ; I shall give you none. I have only to say that I think it grossly scandalous that you, after having signed an ordinance of secession, should ask the people of this District to put you in a position to take this oath ; and even if you can bring your conscience to allow you to take that oath, certain it is that no House of Representatives would allow you to take it in its presence ! " So the Doctor Avent his way, and an- nounced in the newspapers that unforeseen circumstances commanded his withdrawal from the canvass. Accidents Will Happen. General Garfield had a bad egg thrown at him by some treason sympathizer while speaking at Chestertown — the same place where, he said, a few weeks since he was face to face with the companions of the miscreant on tlie field of battle. " They carried more dangerous weapons," said the General, " but as I did not run there, it is not probable that I shall run now ; and as I fought then, if necessary, I can fight now !" The mob were intensely gratified by this plucky speech, and proceeded to inflict summary justice upon the egg- thrower, which they did, unfortunately, by administering a tremendous beating to the wrong man ! If a true patriot, however, he doubtless forgave the accident, and was Avilling thus to suffer vicariously in so good a cause. Disturbing- an Orator. When the Union lines advanced towards Corinth, in the summer of 1862, a battery was planted on an eminence commanding a considerable portion of the country, but completely shrouded from view, by a dense thicket. Scouts were sent out to discover the exact position of the rebels, and when they were but a short distance in advance, to give a signal as to the direction to fire, if any were discovered. One of the rebel commanders, unaware of such presence, called around him a brigade, and commenced addressing them in something like the following strain : " Sons of the South ! We are here to defend our homes, our wives and daugh- ters, against the horde of Vandals who have come here to possess the first and violate the last. Here, upon this sacred soil, we have assembled to drive back the northern invaders — drive them uito the Tennessee. Will you follow me ? If we camiot-hold this place, Ave can defend no spot of our cherished Confederacy. Shall we drive the invaders back, and strike to 62 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION death the men who would desecrate our homes? Is there a man so base among those wiio hear me as to retreat from the contemptible foe before us ? I will never blanch before their fire, nor — " At this interesting period the signal was given, and six shells fell in the vicinity of the chivalrous officer and his men, who suddenly forgot their red-hot resolves, and fled in confusion to their breastworks. One of the Tilings to be Done. A veiy gentlemanly, intelligent Union soldier was one day standing by the side of a 32-pounder, at Annapolis, Maiyland, over which, under the military rule of General Butler, there proudly floated the Stars and Stripes. In the course of a con- versation with some disunionists who sur- rounded him, one of them said : " I Avould just like to knoAV now, what you all expect to do ? " With the mm for his seat, the flan: for his protection, and shn'eholders for his au- dience, he replied : "We expect to enforce the laws of the United States, in all the States. We in- tend, that i)ei-sons living in Charleston, South Carolina, who desire to subscribe for any xsorthern paper, may, with perfect safety, take such paper from its wrapper, and read it Avith impunity in the public rooms of your hotels. And when vessels with colored sailors, having regular papers from the United States custom liouses, go to Southern ports, Ave intend that those sailors shall not be molested, in any man- ner AvhateA'cr." " Why, you are an abolitionist ! " " No, Sir, not a bit of it. But I am an American citizen, having certain rights, Avhicli have not, heretofore, been protected ; but Avhich hereafter, thanks to }-otu' folly, will forever be secured. Why, only a year ago, Avhen I Avas at Wilmington, a colored man, who had bought himself and a small schooner, Avas engaged in the coast- ing trade hereabouts, and happened to find himself in li'oublc. not far from this a'(M"A' point. His A'essel ran aground, and lie Avas obliged to stay several days in this place. He Avas put in jail, had no funds to pay some infernal fine Avith, and Avould have been sold by the State into slavery, had not several of us, Avho liappened to hear it, raised $800, and secured his lib- erty." " Why, you surprise me ; I never heard of that." " No, and you never Avould have heard of it under your state of things. But uoav you Avill find that papers Avill print differ- ent matter fi'om Avhat they used to. And that, my friend, is one of the things that Ave expect to do." Friendly Advice to a Doubtful Unionist. Colonel INIarshall, an old army officer, distinguished by his explorations on the Plains, regarded the valley of the Pamun- key as ahiiost a paradise. The green fields of AA^aving grain Avere so luxuriant that he AA^as induced to inquire how long the ground Avas rmi Avithout change, and Avas astonished to find that once in six years Avas the reply. The houses are built of brick, and the barns are of the most substantial character. Upon one occasion he encamped in a clover field, and, as AA'as xery natural under the circumstances, the horses, being in clover, lost no time in tak- mg adA^antage of it. The gentlemanly proprietor of the clover field, having made serious remonstrances AA'ithout effect, at last demanded payment therefor, Avhen the folloAving brief and conclusiA'e colloquy ensued : ProprietoRo Colonel Marshall, I be- lieve ? Col. jM. You believe right, Sir. Proprietor. Well, Colonel, you have ti-ampled doAvn my clover field and com- pletely destroyed it. Do you intend pay- ing for it ? CoL. M. AVell, Sir, are you loyal ? Proprietor. Yes, Sir. Col. M. Are you Avilling to take the oatli of allegiance to the United States ? PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. Proprietor. No, Sir. Col. M. Then get Jeff. Davis to pay you, and get out of my tent, you infernal traitor. Kousseau's Fii-st Step toward making' Loyal Men of Rebels. On General Rousseau's succeeding General IMitchel in his command in Ala- bama, he was visited by a gentleman re- questing peniiission to go beyond our lines and visit liis wife. He had never taken up amis against the Union, but he had aided and abetted those who had, and ad- mitted that he was still a Secessionist. '' Yovi can't go," said the General. " It seems very hard," replied Secesh, •' that I can't go to see my wife." " No harder ■ for j'ou than it is for me," returned the General; "I want to see my wife. You have compelled me to leave her, by your infernal treason. You surely don't expect me to grant you a favor which your rebellious conduct prevents me from enjoying." '• Well, but General, " " It is useless to talk. Sir. If you will go to work and assist me to retiu'n to my wife, I will do all I can to enable you to return to yours." " What do you wish me to do, General ?" " I wish you to return to your allegiance, and, as far as lies in your power, to dis- countenance rebellion and treason." " But, General, my conscience ^vill not allow me to do that." " Neither, then," replied the Kentucky patriot, " Avill my conscience allow me to grant you favors which are due only to loyal men." Of course there was nothing fiu'ther to be urged ; the baffled rebel took up his hat and left. The General turned toward those Avho Avere sitting in his tent, and quietly remarked, " When you have rendered these rebels fully sensible of how much they have lost by their rebellion, you have taken the first step toward making them loyal men." Dr. 's Loyalty rather Coppery. Down m old Eastern Massachusetts (town not mentioned), resides a certain Dr. , whose loyalty Avas commoulj reputed as rather " coppery," but who is, wonderful in his success in transplanting trees and making them thrive — in fiict has raised a paradise aromid his fine old man- sion. A clerical guest once making the rounds, said, " Doctor, the United States ]\Iarshal ought to have an eye to yout pi-oceedings." '• How so," asked the Doc- tor, a trifle startled, and wondering Avhethei he had spoken out a little too plainly any time. " Because you have such a happy wa}' of encouraging trees-on." The Doc- tor laughed, and "• owed him one." Raising- the Flag. A great city for Union people. Union speeches. Union flag-raising, etc., is , The boys are e^en more vociferous in cheering for the Union than are their pa- rents, and Avhen the ' Stars and Stripes ' ■ are to be mifurled to the breeze, specimens of Young America may ahvays be seen honoring the occasion Avith their presence. At one of these gatherings, Avhere, Avith the alx)A-e described concourse, AA'ere as- sembled the stanch Union men of the city, one among the latter class Avas chosen to address the assembly. Accordingly, he arose upon the platform, and amidst the deep silence of the expectant audience began, ' sloAvly but surely,' as follows : " Countrymen ! — friends ! — felloAA-citi- zens I — Avhy are Ave here assembled this evening ? " Scarcely had this question been thus put to the listening croAvd Avhen an impatient juvenile patriot, indignant at the very thought that the man selected to address the people should be ignoi-ant of the rea- son AA'hy they had there assembled, an- SAA'ered in a draAvling. Avhining, but per fectly audible voice : '• To raise that flag, ye big fool ye !" This information Avas applauded by a general laush — the orator askinjj no 64 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. more such patent questions during that address. Judge Gr 's Idea of the Rebellion. Judge G. was a Justice of the Supreme Court in the western part of the State of New York a short time before the rebel- lion broke out, but while the distant mut- terings of its thunders could be heard. Tlie Judge was as renoAvned for his solid learning and patriotism as he was for a certain quaintness of expression, that oft- times produced a laugh in court, to the great surprise of the Judge. One day a feigned issue in a divorce suit, involving abandonment and desertion on the part of the guilty party, was on trial at the Circuit, and the counsel for the plaintiff, wlio sometimes indulged in " spread ea- gles," was in the very climax of his rhap- sody, when, turning a moment from tlie jury, whom he Avas addressing, to the Court, he said, " What would your Honor do, I Avould like to know, if a portion of the States of this glorious Union should ' shoot madly from their spheres,' and at- tempt the destruction of the nation?" " What would I dew ? " asked the Judge ; " why, I'd try and shute them back again." It may be added that the Judge, who is still upon the bench, adhered unfalteringly to his opinion. Devotion to the Stars and Stripes. Rev. Mr. , a man about six feet four in his stockmgs, and of proportions worthy a grenadier, and whose heart is as stout as his frame, a thorough Uni(m man, and in for the war until all treason was thoroughly crushed out, was conducting a religious conference meeting, when a brother arose to speak, who, after alluding to his hopes and fears in a religious point of view, branched out in reference to the state of the country, saying that so great Avas his devotion to the Stars and Stripes that he had enlisted; and after a few further patriotic remarks, begged an inter- est in the prayers of the church, that he might be protected by Divine ProA'idence, on the battle field, and that sliould he fall a victim to the bullets of the enemy he might be prepared for the change. Such a speech at any time would thrill AAdth patriotic fervor the brave heart of that worthy minister, and he consequently spoke a few AA'ords of encouragement to the hero. After this, the Avife of tlie enlisting brother volunteered her experience, in the course of Avhich, alluding to her husband's enlistment, she expressed a Avilliligness to give him up, even unto death, m the ser- vice of his comitry. In a feAv moments after, the meeting came to an end, when the minister, all anxiety for the Avelfare of the patriot volunteer, proceeded to make some inqui- ries in reference to his regiment, commenc- ing with the very natural question as to its name and number, Avhen he received the startling reply, "I'A'e jined the Home Guard!" Arrest of ''Joe Guild " by Colonel Myers. Colonel Myers, of California, received the appointment of Union Sheriff of Nash- ville and its vicinity, and in the discharge of his duties was ordered to arrest certain offensive characters — among others a cer- tain Col. Joe Guild. This person Avas elected Judge of the Chancery District, Avhich embraces Sumner county, after Ten- nessee Avas forced into rebellion. He Avas a lawyer of some ability, and a bilious Breckinridge politician. In the work of treason, no one commenced earlier or ran faster. AVhen Colonel Myers Avent in search of " Old Bally," he took a Avalk around Gallatin in his usual quiet Avay, and asked some one he met where Colonel Guild lived. " Judge Guild ? yonder lie goes noAv," said the citizen, " on that pony." Quickening his pace, the Sheriff soon caught up, and approaching him, inquired if that Avas Colonel Guild. " Guild is my name, sir ; Avhat Avill you have ? " PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 65 • " I have visited Gallatin for the purpose of arresting you." " Arrest me ! " said Guild, with Avell feigned astonishment ; I have done nothing worse than thousands have done in this county." "That may all be very true. Colonel Guild ; but we ax'e determined that those who took front seats in this little show shall keep them throughout." Colonel Guild desired to see his resi- dence before setting out for Nashville, but our Sheriff Avas in a hurry. " But the Court is in session," said Guild, " surely you will allow me to sign the records?" " Yes, you can sign them. Send for them and sign tliein at the Provost Marshal's office." The Judge sent for the records and for his family. When these came, a number of citizens came as a committee of condo- lence. Judge Guild's female relatives were demonstrative. Mrs. G. wished she just had the power ; she would drive the Yan- kee Hessians out of the country very quick. " Yes," said the officer, " but we have the power, and intend to drive the enemies of the country in." " Very well," replied madam, " you need not think you can force our people into the Union." " We intend - to force the soil in, any- how," said Colonel Myers, " and if the people cannot afford to come in, they would better eret offi" Pro-Southern Domine Delineated. Some one was discussing the character of a pro-Southern clergyman — a time- serving Washington domme — in the pres- ence of Mr. Lincoln. Says Mr. Lincoln to his visitor, I think you are rather hard upon Mr. Blank. He reminds me of a man in Illinois who was tried for passing a counterfeit bill. It was in evidence that before passing it he had taken it to the cashier of a bank and asked his opinion of the bill, and he received a very prompt reply that the bill was a counterfeit. His lawyer, who had heard of the evidence to be brought against his client, asked him just before going into court, " Did you take the bill to. the cashier of the bank and ask him if it was good ? " "I did," was the reply. "Well, what was the answer of the cashier?" The rascal was in a corner, but he got out of it m this fashion : " He said it was a pretty, tolerable, respectable sort of a bill." Mr. Lincoln thought the clergyman was " a pretty, tolerable, respect- able sort of a clergyman." The President said : " We have a good many of tliat class in Washington, I fear, though, if anybody is going to make me prove this I'll back down at once, for in these times it is hard to prove anything." Hard-Shell Brethren Dealing vath a Contu- macious Member. Nobody took a higher reputation for daring and efficiency in the guerrilla war in Missouri than Major Clark Wright. He and his rangers became a terror to rebels in that region. When the roar of secession first went up from South Caro- lina, he heard it in common with others, but, while avowing his Union sentiments, Hard Shell Brethren attended simply to his business, and avoided giving any offence on account of his views. In course of time, however, at a Baptist meeting near his residence, a few of the ■66 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION " brethren," after refreshing their spiritual appetites with the crumbs of his sanctu- ary, took his case into consideration, and unanimously determined that he should be made to leave the country, appointing a committee to inform him of their de- cision. One of the party, although an ardent secessionist, happened to be a personal friend of Wright, and forewarned him. Wright, knowing that he had done nothing to warrant such proceedings, determined to fight it out, and in this he was backed by his wife. He provided himself with two revolvers, and his wife took one, and awaited further developments. Monday afternoon, three men rode up and inquired for Mr. Wright. He walked out, with the butt of a revolver sticking warily from his coat pocket, and inquired their wishes. The revolver seemed to upset their ideas. They answered that it was nothing in particular, and proceeded to converse upon every thing in general, but never alluded to their errand. Finally, after a half hour had passed, and the men still talked on without coming to their mission, Wright grew impatient, and asked if they had any special business — if not, he had a pressing engagement, and would like to be excused. Well, they had a lit- tle business, said one, with considerable hesitation, as he glanced at the revolver butt. " Stop ! " said Wright, " before you tell it I wish to say a word. I knoiv your business, and I just promised my wdfe on my honor as a man, that I would blow — out of the man who told me of it, and by tlie Eternal God, I'll do it ! Now tell me }'our errand ? " Saying this, he pulled out his revolver and cocked it. The fellow glanced a mo- ment at the deadly looking pistol, and took in the stalwart form of Wright, who was glaring at him with retribution in his eye, and concluded to postpone the announce- ment. The three rode away, and reported their reception to their principals. The next Sunday, after another refreshing sea- son, the " brethren " again met and took action upon the contumacy of Mr. Wright. The Captain of a company of secession- ists was present, and after due delibera- tion, it was determined that upon the next Thursday he should take his command, proceed to Wright's, and summarily eject him from the sacred soil of Missouri, Wright's friend was again. present, and he soon communicated to Wright the state of affairs, and begged him to save bloodshed by leaving. Wright lived in a portion of the coun- try remote from the church, and the resi- dence of those who were endeavoring to drive him out, and he determined, if pos- sible, to prepare a surprise for the worthy captain and his gallant forces. To this end he bought a barrel of whiskey, an- other of crackers, a feAv cheeses, and some other provisions, and then mounting a black boy Upon a swift horse, sent him around the country, inviting his friends to come and see him, and bring their arms. By Wednesday night he had gathered a force of about three hxindred men, to whom he told the state of things, and asked theii" aid. They promised to back him to the death. The next day they concealed themselves in a cornfield, back of the house, and waited the .development of events. So, a little after noon, the captain and some eighty men rode up to the place and inquired for Mr. Wright. That gen- tleman immediately made his appearance, when the Captain informed him that, being satisfied of his abolitionism, they had come to eject him from the State. '' Won't you give me two days to settle up my aifa'rs ?" asked Wriglit. " Two days be — ! Ill give you just five minutes to pack up your traps and leave ! " " But I can't get ready in five minut'cs. I have a fine property here, a happy home, and if you drive me off you make me a PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC 67 beggar. I have done nothing. If I go, my wife and children must starve." ' To hell with your beggars ! You nui.st travel ! " '• Give me two hours ? " *' I'll give you just five mmutes, not a second longer. If you ai'nt out by that time (here the gallant soldier swore a most tearful oath,) I'll blow out your cursed abolition heurt ! " " Well, if I must, I must ! " and Wright turned toward the house, as if in deep despair, gave a preconcerted whistle, and almost instantly after the concealed forces rushed out and surrounded the astounded Captain and his braves. '■Ah, Captain ! " said Wright, as he turned imploringly towards him, " won't you grant me two days — two hours, at least, my brave friend, only two hours in which to prepare myself and family for beggary and starvation— ^ now do^ won't you ? " The Captain could give no reply, but dl as your tongue, and keep your b- -Is off till he was safe over. The Government is carrying an immense weight. Untold treasures are in their hands. They are doing the best they can. Don't badger them. Keep silence, and Ave'll carry you safe across." This simple but wonderfully graphic idea answered the complaints of half an hour, and not only silenced but charmed the auditors. Cabinet Pictures Before and After the Elec- tion. President Lincoln took it into his head to call one day at the studio of the artist who at that time was engaged in painting the Cabinet group. Mr. Lincoln inquired, how he was getting along with the happy family The artist informed him that he was progressing finely, and would soon have it completed. Mi\' Lincoln, after scanning closely the arrangement of the group, expressed his admiration of the w^ork. " Yes," said the artist, " it will be a fine painting, and as soon as I get it com- pleted, I intend to travel through the country and exhibit it." " What ! " says the President, " exhibit that all over the country? It will ruin my chances for re-election. Everybody expects me to change my Cabinet." Dang-er of Freedmen Voting-. Some southern gentlemen w^ere dis- cussing the question of the possibility and propriety of giving votes to the fi-eedmen of the South; a measure in the expedi- ency of which the Southern Unionists— TO THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION more particularly those from the far South — appear to be tolerably uiuuiimous One of the gentlemen present — a loyal Texan — announced himself inflexibly opposed to any such a grant of votes to the blacks, '• because," said he, " in six months after you give the right to negroes to vote, half the politicians in the country will go about swearing that they have negix) blood in their veins.' Didn't like Vallandigham's Defeat. The news of Vallandlgham's guberna- torial defeat, when announced to the Ohio troops, caused a good deal of lusty cheer- ing, — such as would have been heard after the reading of an official dispatch on dress parade, proclaiming a signal victory for our troops. The noise attracted the atten- tion of the rebel pickets in front, and many of them inquired what it all meant. The following conversation on the subject took place in front of Fort "Wood : Rebel — Say, Yank, what's all that noise about ? Union — The boys are cheering for Brough's election. Vallandigham is whip- ped. Reb. — How do you know Vallandigham ain't elected? your telegraph's out, ain't it? Union — I doii't knoAV about that. Ro- sey says Brough's elected. Reb. — Rosey's a d — n liar, I guess. But is Brough elected, honest? Union — Yes, he is, honest. ^e6.(vociferovisly) — Officer of the guard, No. 6 ! The officer of the guard made his ap- pearance very shortly, and asked what was wanted. The rebel picket replied — '" Brough's elected and Vallandlgham's whipped like h— 1. You had better send word to General Bra"'"'." The pickets were told to find out how the election went, if they could, and send word to head-quarters. Vanity of Patriotism and Honor. A humorous colloquy took place upon the huiTicane deck of one of the Cumber- land river craft, between a newspaper cor- respondent and an elderly darkey. The latter possessed a philosophical and retro- spective cast of countenance, was squatted upon his bundle, toasting himself against the chimney, and apparently plunged in a profound state of meditation. Fmding upon inquiry that he belonged to the Ninth Illinois, one of the most gallantly behaved and heavy-losing regiments at the Fort Donelson battle, and part of which was aboard, the correspondent interrogated him somewhat on the subject. That the Ethiop's philosophy was much in the Fal- staffian vein, the Ibllowing will show : " Were you in the fight ? " " Had a little taste of it, sa." " Stood your ground, did you ? " " No, sa, I runs." " Run at the first fire, did you ? " " Yes, sa ; and would have run soona, had I known it war comin'." "■ Why, that was not very creditable to your courage ! " " Dat isn't in my line, sa — cookin's my perfeshun." " Well, but have you no regard for your reputation ? " " Reputation's nuffin to me by de side ob life." " Do you consider your life worth more than other people's ? " " It's worth more to me, sa." " Then you must value it very highly." "Yes, sa, I does — more dan all dis wuld — more dan a million of dollars, sa ; for what would even dat be worth to a man wid de bref out of him ? Self-pres- erbashun am de just laAv wid me." " Then patriotism and honor are notlung to you ? " " Nuffin, whatever, sa; I regard dem as among de vanities." It is safe to say that the dusky corpse PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 71 of that African will never darken the field of carnage. "Mustered In." The boys of the One Hundred and Sev- enteenth New York tell a good joke in re- gard to the "mustering m" of a darkey attached to that regiment, who became fearful he would be deprived of his pay unless he was joined to the service. A nuge mustard plaster was applied to his back, about a foot below where the rear buttons of his coat were placed, and, un- der the belief that all soldiers were served in the same manner, as a sort of military institution, he Avore it until the pain be- came unendiu'able, at which time he was formerly declared ''mustered in," accord- ing to the law in such cases made and pro- vided. If that darkey didn't get his wages, it was not because he failed to suifer for liis country as a patriot didy put through by the One Hundred and Seventeenth. "Benefit of Clergy." The "Volunteer" was the title of a 'broadside' published by the boys of the Iowa Tenth, then stationed at the little se- cesh town of Charleston, about twenty-live miles west of Cairo. The following story tells the way in which, the day after the Tenth took possession of the village, the people thereof went to chui'ch: On his ar- rival, on Sunday, General Payne found the churches vacant, and no evidences of that devotion on the Sabbath so neces,sary to all well-regulated communities ; he accord- ingly summoned the inhabitants of the place and its surroundings to meet him at the Court-house, at half-past one in the afternoon, where he proposed to expound to them the weightier matters of the law. The house was tilled (the General occa- sionally sending after a prominent ab- sentee), and after giving them some good advice, he called on a reverend divine to conduct the services, quietly infomiing the audience that his services were required elsewhere, and that it would be necessary for them to remain until six o'clock. On turning to the door they were surprised to find that the house was closely guarded, and that for the balance of the day they were prisoners. By this ruse the General not only succeeded in preventing informa- tion of his movements being carried to the rebels, but brought many an old sinner to the altar who had not seen it for years. Prompt Administration of the La^v. After General Schenck's arrival in Cum- berland, one of his first decisions was very characteristic. A secesh Colonel had sold his negro to the Confederate government, taking pay, of course^ in scrip. The negro, employed in fortifications, managed to es- cape to Cumberland, where he spread him- self considerably. A constable, knowing the circumstances, and wishing to turn a penny, had the negro thrown into prison as an escaped slave. General Schenck, hearing the facts, sent for the parties. " By what right," he asked of the constable, "do you hold this man in prison?" "As a fugitive from service." " Don't you know that he escaped from the service of the rebels?" "Yes, but we have a law in Maryland that covers the case, General." '•And I have a law upon which it can be decided. Colonel Porter, set that ne- gro at large and put this constable in his place." The astonished snapper up of trifles was marched off to the cell lately occupied by his proposed victim. After being detained there precisely the same number of days he had imprisoned the poor darkey, he was set at large, fully impressed with the behef that the grim-vi^aged General had never learnt to be trifled with. Command of the Virginia Forces tendered to General Scott. Judge Douglas stated, soon after the breaking out of the rebellion, that one day while walking down the streets of Wash, ington, he met a distinguished gentleman, THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, a member of the Virginia Disunion Con- vention, whom he knew personally, and had a few minutes conversation with him. " He told me," said Judge D., " that he had just had an interview with General Scott; that he was chairman ol the committee ai)- General Scott pointed by the Virginia Convention, to wait upon General Scott, and tender him the command of the Virginia forces in this struggle. General Scott received him kindly, listened to him patiently, and said to him: "I have served my country, under the flag of the Union, for more than fifty years; and as long as God permits me to live, I will defend that tlag with my sword, even if my own native State assails it." boot with a hole in the toe, and, in other respects, decidedly the worse for wear. " How came you here with such boots as those, my friend ? " asked the patriotic citizen. " When the order came for me to join my company, sir," replied the soldier, " I was plowing in the same field at Concord, Minute Men of Massachusetts. 1775 and 1861. As one of the Massachusetts regiments was passing through New York on its way to Washington, under the President's first call for seventy-five thousand men, a gen- tleman of the first-named city met one of its members on the street. " Is there anything I can do for you ? " said the New Yorker, whose heart warmed toward the brave representative of the brave Massachusetts militia who had been so prompt to shoulder the musket. The soldier hesitated a moment, and (inally. raising one of his feet, exhibited a Minute Men of Massachusetts — 1775 and 1861- where my grandfather was plowing when the British fired on the Massachusetts men at Lexington. He did not wait a minute; and I did not, sir." That noble soldier was furnished at once with every thing that could meet a soldier's wants. Patriotism of the Rarest Kind. Messrs; Nathaniel Davis, Robert Davis, and William Robertson, co-partners in business in Montreal, Canada, abandoned their establishment immediately on receipt of the President's proclamation calling for troops, and issued the following card : " The business of Nathaniel Davis & Co., 1058 McGill street, will cease on Thursday of this week, as the proprietors leave for the scene of Avar on Friday. Our landlord, Mr. Flynn, kiiuUy releases us from our agreement to occupy his store for another year. The President of the United States has issued his call for vol- unt(!('rs. As Americans we respond at I' A T li 1 () T 1 t , 1' U L 1 Tl V A L , CIVIL, JUDICIAL, E T f ! . i6 once. Every drop of blood in our veins belongs to our country. We are thankful to Divine Pi-ovidence that we are alive and in good health to do duty to our govern- ment. The name of Washington will re- ceive new lustre from tlie glorious deeds about to transjiire in tlie trial of the cause of freedom and a re[)ubr!can government." They Had Heard of Him. When the steamer Maryland reached Locust Point, Baltimore, carrying Captain Sherman's Light Artillery, and a regiment of Pemisylvania volunteers, tlie troops were met by the noted IMr. Kane, Marslial of the city, when the following colloquy took ])lace: " Major, can I be of any assistance ? " " Who are you, Sir ? " " I am Marshal of the Police of Balti- more, and would render any assistance." " Oh, yes ! we have heard of you in the region from whence we came. We have no need of you. We can take care (jf our- selves." Tlie secession-hearted IVIarshal retired, and the disembarkation of the troops took place immediately, tlie Harriet Lane pre- senting her broadside to the i)oint wiiere the cars waited to convey the passengers t(j tlie Relay House. Hetort Courteous from an American in Paris to M. Thouvenel. A distinguished American, conversing in the city of Paris, with M. Thouvenel, the French Minister of State, was asked ratlier impatiently by that distinguished French official, " But, Sir, how much time do you want to take Richmond ? IIow long must we "vvait ? " " I think. Monsieur, with great respect," was the courteous reply of our country- man, " that we shall be satisfied if we are granted as much time as the allies took to reduce Sebastopol." M. Thouvenel changed the subject. Compromisingr the Capitol Flag-. Lnder the administration of Mr. Bu- chanan, a man named Duddington was captain of the C'a[)itol police at AVashing- ton. Though he held an important and responsible office connected with the safety of the Capitol, he was a secessionist — a decided but not an obtrusive one ; he made little display of his Southern patriotism, and his politics Avere practically of that mild type which was not inconsistent with a willingness to retain office after the acces- sion of Lincoln. In fact, he was not indis- posed to mediation and compromise, and Avas inclined to bring back our misguided and rather im])etuous Southern brethren by gentle and conciliatory means. So he visited Senator King, during the special executive session of the Senate called to consider the nominations of tiie new Pi-es- id(;nt, and sugg(!sted as a measure of rea- sonable compromise tliat tlie American flag, which always floats over each house of Congress, when it is in session, should not be raised. " Not raise the American flag! Why not?" asked the sturdy Re- publican Senator. " Because," said the official, " it irritates the Southern people." Tlie careful compromiser soon after — about as soon as a note could reach the Secretary of the Interior from Mr. King — fell a vic- tim to " this proscriptive Administration," and the places that had known him in Washington knew him no more. He was next, and very soon afterwards, heard of in command of a rebel battery, one of those which so long blockaded the Potomac, and were unfortunately left so long without being " irritated " by our arms. Under the Star-Spang-led Banner. Over the large gate at the Provost Marshal's splendid head-quarters in Nash- ville — Elliott's female school — waved a Union flag. A very ardent secesh lady, who wished to see Colonel Matthews, waa about to pass through the gateway, when, looking up, she beheld the proud flag flap- ])ir,g like an eagle's wing over his eyrie. 74 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION. Starting back liorror-struck, she held up her hands and exclaimed to the guard : " Dear me ! I can't go under that dread- ful Lincoln tiag. Is there no other way for me to enter?" "Yes, madam," promptly replied the soldier, and turning to his comi-ade he said — " Here, orderly, bring out that rebel flag and lay it on the ground at the little gate, and let this lady walk over it ! " Tlie lady looked bewildered, and after hesitating a moment, concluded to bow her head to the invincible Goddess of Free- dom, whose immaculate shrine is the folds of the Star Spangled Banner. Description of South Carolina by Mr. Pet- tigru. The late Judge Pettigru, of Charleston, South Carolina, stood, solitary and alone, among his peers in that treasonable city, for his undisguised and persistent anti- secessionism, facing with an unblenching feycr the social and political tide of antago- nism which rolled against him in his ven- erable years and whitened locks. A person meeting him in the street one day, accosted him, and said : *' Will you be so kind as to direct me to the lunatic asylum ?" " Certainly," answered Mr. Pettigru : " There it is," pointing to the east ; " and there," turning and pointing to the south : " and thei'e," pointing to the west ; " and there again," pointing to the north : " You cannot possibly go amiss." When asked an explanation of this sin- gular direction, he said, not having the fear of Rhett, Pickens, Magrath & Co., before his eyes : " The whole State is a lunatic asylum, and the people are all lunatics." When prayers were offered in the Charleston churches for " President Da- vis," Judge Pettigru took his hat and left the place of worship where such jargon sounds fell upon his ear. It seems almost impossible that such a noble-minded man could have been a fellow townsman and walked the same streets with that " archi- tect of ruin," Colonel Rhett, who so boldly boasted of having " fired the Southern heart." National Oath of Allegiance according: to Southern Honor. There is no doubt that much false swear- ing was " done " under the feint of loyalty, in order to serve ulterior ends, by citizens of the States in rebellion, and many hke- wise took the oath under avowed compul- sion. The following Avill serve as an illus- tration of the circumstances under which many in Louisiana attested their " loyalty." A young man, well known in New Orleans, was anxious to send down some goods on a boat from Memphis. He applied to the Provost Marshal there for a permit, and the following form was gone thi'ough with as preliminary : " Are you a loyal citizen ? " " No, sir." " You must take the oath of allegiance." " Very well, Sir." (Takes it without sugar.) " There, you have taken the oath. Do you know what that means ? " " Perfectly. It means a padlock on my mouth, and a bayonet in my rear." Shaky Abutments. President Lincoln's repeated reference to the irreconcilable antagonism between the demands of the south and the spiril PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 75 of the Constitution is well known. On a certain occasion he illustrated this antago- nism by an anecdote not less apt than amusing. " I once knew," said Mr. Lin- coln, " a good sound churchman, whom we will call Brown, who was on a committee to erect a bridge over a very rapid and dangerous river. Architect after architect failed, and, at last, Brown said he had a friend named Jones, who had built several bridges, and could build this. ' Let us have him in,' said the committee. In came Jones. ' Can you build this bridge. Sir?' ' Yes,' replied Jones, ' I could build a bridge to the infernal regions, if necessary.' The sober committee were horrified. But when Jones retii-ed. Brown thought it but fair to defend his friend. ' I know Jones so well,' said he, ' and he is so honest a man, and so good an architect, that if he states, so- berly and positively, that he can build a bridge to Hades, why, I believe it. But I have my doubts about the abutment on the infernal side.' And so it is with me. When politicians said they could harmonize the northern and southern wings of the democracy, Avhy, I believed them. But I had my doubt about the abutment on the southern side." Dr. Rucker— his Capture and Escape. The arrival at Fayettville, AVest Vir- ginia, of Dr. Ruckei-, the Union refugee, was an exciting event in the history of that remarkable man — renowned as he Iiad become for his persevering loyalty under circumstances that would ordinarily cause the stoutest heart to quail. He came up from Kanawha county, making liis appearance in company with Colonel Duval, of the Ninth West Virguiia regi- ment of infantry. Dr. Rucker resided in Covington, Vir- ginia, and was regarded as a rad.cal Union man. He was several times form- ally requested by the authorities to take the oath of allegiance to the Southern Confederacy, but this he unyieldingly re- fused to do. At last a squad of men. headed by a desperate leader, were sent to take him by force. He still refused to heed their demands, when the leader of the party struck him a blow upon the head with a cane, producing an ugly wound, fi-om which tlie blood flowed freely. The doctor deliberately drew a knife, telling his assailant he intended to kill him, and pro- ceeded to execute his threat by cutting the fellow until he died. Dr. R. soon found liimself with twelve Confederate indict- ments pending against him, for murder, horse stealing, treason, and almost all the crimes known to the law. His escape from the jail at Pittsylvania, in the southern part of Virginia, was made partly by means of a key obtained from a two year old child and partly through the assistance of an unknown lady who procured a carriage and drove him to Lynchburg, where he remained some days and until the excitement growing out of his escape had subsided. From the time he was arrested until the time of his es- cape he was confined in twelve different jails, and was thi-eatened with mob violence every time he was removed from one prison to another. In all these jails he communicated with unknown friends — Union men, — who made him proffers of assistance. While in Pittsylvania jail he received from different persons yam and aquafortis, and other means of sawing or cutting his way out. He was also pre- sented with a pair of shoes, in the soles of which he found watch springs which had been converted into saws. No more heroic instance of making political loyalty a point of life or death can be found than this of Dr. Rucker. Wliere is Your Heart ? The case of Rev. William J. Hoge, D. D., forms a sad page in the incidents and outgrowths of the rebellion. He was bom in Athens, Ohio, in 1826, and was for some years a clergyman in that State, removing thence to Richmond, Virginia, where he taught for several years. In 1858-9 he '6 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. was called to be colleague to the Rev. Dr. Spring, of the Brick Church, New York city, which he accepted and was t^ettled. In the midst of these labors, the rebellion burst upon the country. Dr. Hoge was not at once decided as to his course of ac- tion. His sympathies were with the South, but he hesitated as to the line of ministe- rial duty. On the 17th of July, 1861, he went to the study of Rev. Dr. Prime, at whose invitation Dr. H. originally came to New York, and solicited Dr. P's advice as to his duty — should he go to the South, or should he remain in New York ? Dr. Prime had often argued the political ques- tion with him before, and vainly endeav- ored to convince him that secession was a crime, and would be the ruin of the South. Dr. P. therefore said to him, " Where is your heart ? " " It is with the South." " Then, go there ; and, if my heart was there, I would go with you." " When shall I go ? " " Go this week ; to-day, if possible." The result of this conversation was his immediate resignation of his pastoral charge. He preached his farewell sermon on the Sabljath following, while the disas- trous battle of Bull Run M^as in progress. He left for the South, and was soon heard of as settled at Charlottsville. He threw himself into the cause of the rebellion with his accustomed zeal, but died in a short time, in the midst of his years and of the gigantic conspiracy against a nation's life. Questions and Replies : " Nothing: ag-in the Old Flag-." Unionist to a Virginian prisoner. — Are you not ashamed to fight against the Union, and the Government Avhich has done so much for you ? Virginian. — I never fought agin the Union, and I never will. Unionist. — What were you doing at Fort Donelson ? • Virginian. — I hugged the ground closer nor ever I did before in my life. Unionist. — Were you forced into the army ? Virginian. — Wall, no, not exactly forc- ed ; I knew I would be, so I j'ined. I thought I'd feel better to go myself! Unionist. — What do you expect to gain by the rebellion ? Virginian. — We find our leaders have lied to us. Our big men, like Tyler, Wise, Letcher, and others, wanted to get rich and get into high office, and so they have got us into this mess l)y their lies. We have nothing agin the old fag. All we want is John Tyler. our constitutional rights, according to the instrument under which our forefathers lived. They told us that the election of Lin- coln would deprive us of these, and we believed them. But we now know that they were lies." Poor Tyler, in the midst of his efforts to destroy the nation over which he once presided, in the chair of state consecrated by the immortal Washington, died an out- law and fills a traitor's grave. Slave Insurrections Foiled by Union Generals. One day (says " Edmund Kirke," in his racy volume, " Down in Tennessee,") as I was sitting alone with Rosecrans, an aide handed him a letter He opened it, ceased doing half a dozen other things, and be- came at once absorbed in its contents. He re-read it, and then, handing it to me. said * PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 77 *' Read that. Tell me what you think of it." I read it. Its outside indicated it had come from " over Jordan," and had "a hard road to travel," but its inside startled me. It was written in a round, unpracticed hand, and though badly spell- ed, showed its author familiar with good Southern Enghsh. Its date was May 18th, 1863, and it began thus : " General : — A plan has been adopted for a simultaneous movement or rising to sever the rebel communications through- out the whole South, which is now dis- closed to some General in each military department in the Secesh States, in order that they may act in concert, and thus in- sure us success. The plan is for the blacks to make a concerted and simultaneous rising, on the night of the first of August next, over the whole States in rebellion. To arm them- selves with any and evei'y kind of Aveapon that may come to hand, and commence operations by burning all railroad and county bridges, tearing up all railroad tracks, and cutting and destroying tele- graph wires, — and when this is done take to the woods, the swamps, or the moun- tains, whence they may emerge, as occa- sions may offer, for provisions or for further depredations. No blood is to be shed ex- cept in self defence. The corn will be in roasting ear about the first of August, and upon tliis, and by foraging on the farms at night, we can sub- sist. Concerted movement at the time named would be successful, and the rebel- lion be brought suddenly to an end." The letter went on with some details which I cannot repeat, and ended thus : " The plan will be simultaneous over the whole South, and yet few of all en- gaged wUl know its whole extent. Please write ' 1' and " approved" and send by the bearer, that we may know you are with us. Be assured, General, that a copy of this letter has been sent to every military de- partment in the rebel States, that the time of the movement may thus be general over the entire South." I was re-reading the letter when the General again said : " What do you think of it ? " , "It would end the rebellion. It taps the great negro organization, of which I speak in ' Among the Pines,' and co-oper- I ated with by our forces would certainly succeed, but — the South would run with blood." j " Innocent blood ! Women and cliild- ' ren ! " " Yes, women and childi-en. If you let the blacks loose, they will rush into car- nage like horses into a burning barn. St. Domingo will be multiplied by a million." " But he says no blood is to be shed ex- cept in self-defence." " He says so, and the leaders may mean so, but they cannot restrain the rabble. Every slave has some real or fancied wrong, and he would take such a time to avenge it." " Well, I must talk with Garfield. Come, go Avith me." We crossed the street to Garfield's lodg- ings, and found him bolstered up in bed, quite sick with a fever. The General sat down at the foot of his bed, and handed him the letter. Garfield read it over care-, fully, and then laying it down, said : " It will never do. General. We don't want to whip by such means. If the slaves, of their own accord, rise and assert their original right to themselves, that will be their own affair ; but we can have no complicity with them without outraging the moral sense of the civilized world." " I knew you'd say so ; but he speaks of other department commanders — may they not come into it ? " "Yes, they may, and that should be looked to. Send this letter to , and let him head off ' the movement.' " It Avas not thought prudent to intnist the letter to the mails ; nor with the raU- vvay, infested with guerillas, was it a safo 78 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION, document to carry about the person. A short shrift and a long rope might have been the consequence of its being fomid on a traveler. So, rippmg open the top of ray boot, I stowed it snugly away in the lining, and took it North. On the 4th of June following, Garfield wrote me that he had just heard from the writer of the letter; that five out of our nine depart- ment commanders had come into the pro- ject, and, subsequently, that another gen- eral had also promised it his support. But I can say no more. All the world knows that the insurrection did not take place. The outbreaks in September, among the blacks of Georgia and Ala- bama, were only parts of the plan, the work of subordinate leaders, who, mad- dened at the miscarriage of the grand scheme, determined to carry out their own share of the programme at all hazards. It was a gigantic project, and the trains were all laid, the matches all Hghted. Ratifying the Ordinance : Startling- Scene. On the ratification of the South Caro- lina Ordinance of Secession, Rev. Dr. Bachman was selected by the Secession Convention to offer a prayer before them, in religious observance of the act. Dr. Bachman's name had become quite dis- tinguished in scientific circles, he being an eminent naturalist; but he had also be- come even more conspicuous by liis strong political leanings to the side of Disunion. The scene was one that partook alike of the startling and the impressive. Most of the men there assembled to commit the high- est and gravest act against their country, were those upon whose heads the snow of sixty winters had been shed — patriarchs m age — the dignitaries of the land — the high priests of the Church — reverend states- men — and the judges of the law. In the midst of deep silence an old man, with bowed form and hair as white as snow, the Rev. Dr. Bachman, advanced forward, with upraised hands, in prayer to Almighty God for his blessings and favor on the great act about to be consummated. The whole assembly at once arose to its feet, and, with hats off, listened to the prayer. At the close of this performance, the Pres- ident advanced with the consecrated parch- ment upon which was inscribed the decis- ion of the State, \vith the great seal at- tached. Slowly and solemnly it was read until the last word — ' dissolved' ; when men could contain themselves no longer, and a shout that shook the very building, rever- berating long continued, rose up, and ceased only with the loss of breath. Such was the scene, in the midst of which p. S. Brooks no portrait could have been suspended with more appropriateness, than that of Preston S. Brooks, South Carolina's arch- assassin of liberty of speech on the floor of the United States Senate. Non-Combatant— but a Tougrh One. Mr. Mark R. Cockrill, was an old man of great wealth living near Nashville, Tennessee ; he was reputed to be worth two million dollars, and owned twelve miles of land lying on the Cumberland river. It was reported to the Federal Chief of Army Police, that this Mr. Cockrill had induced guerrillas to lie in wait near his place for the purpose of seizing upon and destroying Union forage trains, &c., and that he was a very bitter rebel. Having been ordered to appear at the office of the PATKIOTIC, rOLrnCAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 79 Chief of Police, he made the subjoined over three tliousand dollars Avorth of wood statement : — from me. I have never received any " I am upwards of seventy-four years pay for anything taken from me. I came of age, and have six children, — three of in yesterday to get a negro blacksmith of them being sons, and one of them is in the Confederate army. I was born near this 2ity. I had about ninety-eight slaves, but most all have left me. My son has been in the Confederate service since the war began ; is twenty-two years old ; was cap- tain in that service ; think he is now in the commissary department. I voted for separation every time ; was not a member of any public committee ; have had noth- ing to do with getting up companies or any thing el>e connected with the army. Have talked a good deal ; was opposed to guerrillaism ; have ordered them away from my house. I have lost twenty thou- sand bushels of corn, thirty-six head of horses and mules ; sixty head of Durham Cattle, two hundred and twenty sheep, — very line ones, valued at one hundred dol- lars each, — two hundred tons of hay. The Federals have taken all this. I have two thousand sheep left, and I have a few milch cows and five or six heifers. I was worth aljout two million dollars before the war commenced. The Confederates have taken three horses from me only. I have loaned the Confederates twenty-five thou- sand dollars in gold. They have pressed from me no other property. I have their bonds at eight per cent interest, payable semi-annually in gold, for this twenty-five thousand dollars. I thought when I loaned the money that the South would succeed, and I think so now. I do not think that tiie two sections can ever be brought to- gether. The Federals also took two thou- sand pounds of bacon from me ; also two thousand bushels of oats. Some twenty- five or thirty of my men negroes ran away, — six of them, however, being press- ed. I have about five thousand six hun- dred acres of land. My son, James R., is with the South ; lives on a place belong- ing to me ; but he has never taken any active part. The Federals have taken mine to go out with me, he consented to go if I could get a pass for him ; have not been in town before for four months. I paid one thousand dollars as an assessment by General Neglcy, about four montlis since, to the United States government, as a loan. I liavc been very much afffra- vated by the taking of my property, and have been very harsh in my expressions towards those who have visited my place for such. purposes. I will not give bond for loyal conduct, or that I will not aid or abet by word or deed the Southern cause. The loan to the South Avas made volunta- rily, and supposing it to be a good invest- ment. AYhile I was loaning to individuals the loan Avas made to the Southern gov- ernment just as I would have loaned to any other party." When brought into the police office, ]VL\ Cockrill was almost beside himself with pas- sion. The hmguage he used Avith respect to the Federal troops was, "Kill 'em! Plant 'em out! Manure the soil A\ith 'em 'em !" &c. He utterly refused to give the non-combatant's oath and bond ; and Avhen assured by General Rosecrans that he must do so or he AA^ould be sent out of the State, and perhaps to a Northern prison, he struck his hands against his breast, and exclaimed, — " Take my heart out,— kill me if you will ; I AviU not give any bond by Avhich enemies here can swear fiilsely and I be prosecuted for its forfeiture." The General assured hmi that he had but a choice of two evils, — to give the bond or be sent away. He preferred the former. Interesting Historical Episode, Civil and Military. It is a fact of some mterest, that Gen- eral Robert E. Lee, of the Confederate army, commanded in person the small body of marines sent to Harper's Feiry 80 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION from "Washington, on the occasion of John Brown's attack upon that place, and that it was to Colonel Lee that the old man surrendered. The Virginia militiamen hav- ing driven Brown and his gang into the engine house, awaited anxiously the amval of government troops, known to be on their Avay from Washington, the greatest excitement in the mean time prevailing at Harper's Ferry, as several citizens who had shown themselves near the engine house had been shot by the invaders. By three o'clock the following morning, sixty mai-ines, under the immediate com- mand of Lieut. GreeUj but directed by Col. Robert E. Lee, reached the Ferry by cars from the capital. Colonel Lee ordered his detail to stand under arms in the public streets until sunrise, when he conducted the men, leading them himself to the front of the building fortified and occupied by Brown. The lookers-on viewed this sol- dierly movement with astonishment and awe, expecting to see Colonel Lee shot down as other leaders had been. But not a shot was fired. Lieutenant Green was ordered to demand a surrender. He knocked at the door of the engine house. John Brown asked — " Who goes there ? " " Lieutenant Green, United States Ma- rines, who, by authority of Colonel Lee, demands an immediate surrender." " I refuse it ;" said Brown, " unless I, Avith my men, are allowed to cross the bridge again into Maryland, unmolested, after which you can take us prisoners if you can." Lee refused to allow this, and ordered Lieutenant Green to renew his demand for an immediate and unconditional sur- render. John Brown refused those terms, and four of the marines, who had got tre- mendous sledge-hammers from the works, began battering at the door of the engine house. The engine had been moved against the door, and it would not yield. '' Ten of you," said Lee, " take that lad- der and break down the door." Five on each side, the soldiers drove the ladder against the door, and at the third stroke it yielded and fell back. Col- onel Lee and the marines jumped in — one man John Bro^vn shot through the heart — and then was overpowered and surren- dered. Colonel Washington, with other citizens, in Brown's hands, was released, and John Brown was handed over to the civil authorities, after which. Colonel Lee took the train to Washin";ton again. Who knows how much this episode, in its civil and military bearings, may have influenced Robert E. Lee to foi'sake the flag of the United States and become a chieftain in the rebel cause I The Boy Father to the Man. When General Grant was a boy, he at- tended the same school with his cousin John, a Canadian, who had come to the States to be educated. The two youths mingled as relatives ; and, whenever the Canadian restrained his inherited preju- dices, their intercourse was pleasant. Ulysses felt all the true impulse of patri- The Boy Father to the Man. otism Avhen a student at school. It was his conviction, born and nourished in his boy's heart, that his country was the equal of any other, and that his countrymen were the equals of the best of mankind. " Speaking of Washington," said his Canadian cousin, one day, " it seems to me. PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. Ulysses, you appear to think a great deal of him." " And wliy shouldn't I ? " quickly replied the tanner boy ; '' he is the father of my country, and was raised up by the Al- mighty to lead it to independence."' " All very fine," retorted John ; " but he was a traitor to his king ! " " A what ? " asked Ulysses, raising his voice. '" "Washington was a traitor, a rebel ! " continued the Canadian. " Cousin John," calmly replied Ulysses, " would you like to have your t^overeign called hard names ? " "• "Wiiy, no ; I can't say I should." " Well, then, let me tell you plainly, that I will not allow you or any one to insult the memory of "Washington ! " '' What are you going to do about it ? " queried John wath a sneer. " I shall resent it as I have a right to do. You may take advantage of me ; for you are older than 1 am. My mother has told me not to quarrel with my school- mates ; and I mean to mind her, and shall not attack them on my own account. But when Washington is assailed, and espe- cially by an English boy, I shall defend the father of my country. Cousin or no cousin, I am ready to fight for AYashing- ton." So saying, Ulysses laid off his jacket, and soon convinced the Canadian reviler that he was in earnest. Blow quickly fol.owed blow, until young Grant was the victor. The false assertion of the elder boy w^as corrected, and he compelled to admit that he had done wrong. As he would have defended his own chief ruler, so he was forced to acknowledge that Ulysses had done right in not submitting to hear AYashington insulted. Ohio Battle Flag in the Hands of a Bishop. The autumnal session of the Pittsburg Annual Conference of the Metliodist Church, 1864, was characterized by an incident of patriotic and thrilling interest. Bishop Simpson followed the introductory exercises with a speech, an hour and a half long, without manuscript, in which he held his vast audience of cultivated Chris- tian gentlemen spell bound, under his dis- cussion of the four questions — " Shall our government be destroyed and swept from the earth ? Can we be divided into two or more goverimients ? Shall we have a new form of government ? Is not the nation to rise out of its present troubles better, firmer and more powerful ? " During the whole of this magnificent address, the as- sembly, in deep silence, hung upon his lips save when applause was struck out of them as yvith blows of magnetism. But a scene ensued, in the delivery of his pero- ration, that was well nigh sublime. Laying his hands on the torn and ball- riddled colors of the Seventy-third Ohio regiment, the impassioned orator spoke of - the. battle-fields where they had been bap- tised in blood, and described their beavfty as some small patch of azure, filled with stars, that an angel had snatched from the heavenly canopy to set the stripes in blood. With this description began a scene that Demosthenes might have envied. All over the vast assembly handkerchiefs and hats were waved, and before the speaker sat down the whole throng arose, as by a magic influence, and screamed and shouted, and saluted, and stamped, and clapped, and wept, and laughed in wild excitement. Colonel Moody sprang to the top of a bench and called for the " Star Spangled Bamier," which Avas sung, or rather shout- ed, until the audience dispersed. Northern Instructors of Southern Teachers. As touching the subject of loyalty, one of the most unique and characteristic let- ters of General Butler will be found in the following correspondence between him and a southern woman whose patriotism had failed her : LOCUSTVILLE, ACCOMAC Cc, Va., March 10.— General B. F. Butler, Sir: My scliool has been closed since Christ- 82 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, mas, because as I understood the oath re- quired of us, I could not conscientiously take it. Having heard since then tiiat one of your officers explams the oath as mean- ing simply that we consent to the acts of the United States government, and pletlge passive obedience to the same, I take the liberty of addressing this to you to ascer- tain if you so construe the oath. I cannot understand ho\r a woman can "support, protect and defend the Union," except by speaking or writing in favor of the present war, which I could never do, because my sympathies are with the south. If by those ^\'ords you understand merely passive submission, I am ready to take the oath, and abide by it sacredly. Very res))ectfully, Mary R. Graves. General Butler's reply to the foregoing certainly leaves Miss Graves in no doubt as to what an oath to support the govern- ment of her country implies. Fortress Monroe, March 14. — My Dear Madam : I am truly sorry that any Union otlicer of minei has attempted to fritter away the effect of the oath of alle- giance to the government of the United States, and to inform you that it means nothing more than passive obedience to the same. That officer is surely mistaken. The oath of allegiance means fealty, pledge of faith to love, affection and reverence for the government, all comprised in the word patriotism, in its highest and truest sense, which every true American feels for his or her government. You say, "I cannot understand how a woman can 'support, protect and defend the Union,' except by speaking or writing in favor of the present war, which I could never do, because my sympathies are with the south." That last phrase, madam, shows why you cannot understand "how a woman can supjjort, protect and defend the Union." Were you loyal at heart, you would at once understand. The soutliern women who are rebels understand well "how to support, protect and delend" the Con federacy "without speaking or writing." Some of them act as spies, some smuggle quinine in their under-clothes, some smug gle intbrmation through the lines in the.i dresses, some tend sick soldiers for tlie Confederacy, and some get up subscriptions for rebel gunboats. Perhaps it may all be comprised in the phrase, " Wliei'e there is a will there is a way." Now, then, you could "support, protect and defend the Union" by teaching the scholars of your sciiool to love and rev- erence the government, to be proud of their country, to glory in its flag, and to be true to its Constitution. But, as you don't un- derstand that yourself, you can't teach it to them, and, therefore, I am glad to learn from your letter that your school has been closed since Christmas; and with my con- sent, until you change your sentiments, and are a loyal woman in heart, it never shall be opened. I would advise you. madam, forthwitli to go where your "sym- pathies" are. I am only doubtful whether it is not my duty to send you. I have the honor to be. Very respectfully, your obedient servant, B. F. Butler, Maj. Gen. Com'g To Miss Mary R Graves, LocustviUe, Accomac County, Virginia. -♦ Loyalty of one of Jeff. Davis's Fellow Citi- zens in Mississippi. Andrew Jackson Donelson's name was, for more than a generation, prominent and respected in the region where he lived, as well as far beyond that limited sphere of political influence. In 1856 he was a can- didate for the Vice Presidency of the Uni- ted States, by one of the great parties which then swayed the country. During the rebellion, Mr. Donelson's case was a hard one, as appears from a conversation which he had with a Union man, on board a gunboat going from Memphis down the Mississippi. In a frank, hearty, and open PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC 83. niiuiner. Mr. D. spoke of his inetfectual etrorts to induce his friends in Mississippi to keep clear of the rebellion; of his many predictions to them that the sacrifice of their "peculiar institution" would certainly follow their attempt to destroy the Gov- ernment ; of the ban under which he was placed in consequence of his loyalty; of the many little annoyances to which he was subjected by those whom he had pre- viously befriended; and finally, of his ar- rest and transportation to Vicksburg, to answer a charge of high treason to the Confederate Government. On the last topic he was very bitter, and used language too expressive to look well in print. He said that upon his arrival in Vicksburg, he demanded the charges against him, and that after considerable delay they were •furnished. There were thirteen specifica- tions, one of which intimated that he would not trust Jeff. Davis further than a blind mule could kick, — or words to that effect. He admitted that he had said so, and offered to substantiate his opinion by evi- dence bearing upon certain events con- nected with that functionary's political dishonesty in former years; but his pro- position was ruled out. In regard to the other specifications, he said he was ready to prove any statement which they charged him with making in reference to the rebel- lion, if time were allowed him in which to bring his witnesses. The result of the matter was, that he was not brought to any trial, but was told, after several day's stay in Vicksburg, that he Avas at liberty to return to his plantation. He was not slow to avail liimself of this permission. Predictions of Beckerdite, the '* Southern Prophet." In the year 1832, as appears from au- thentic statements, a man named Becker- dite, who resided at Lawnhill, Mississippi, began to prophesy on national affairs and the future of the southern States. He was a man of reputable character, of grave manners, and of profound religious feeling. Conscious that the "visions" he had to re- veal Avould be very unpopular if made public, he made them known only to influ- ential persons, and these subsequently cor- roborated his statements. His visions had one burden — southern ruin. On the 27th of March, 1864, he felt impelled to conmiunicate to Jeff. Davis, through the Hon. J. A. Orr, of Mississippi, the predestined taking of Richmond, and utter defeat of the South. The rebel au- thorities regarded Beckerdite as a danger- ous man, whose prophetic words tended to discourage rebel efforts, and they ordered that he should be hung; he was however warned, and escaped. His daughter sub- sequently placed copies of the paper sent to Jeff. Davis, in the hands of Captain Jean, of the Sixty-first United States in- fantry (colored,) and through him they were made to see the light, — the following quotations being samples: " At this writing Richmond is threatened, by the armies that will take it, after which it may be called the city of Blood. " '"No memory can be strong enough tc retain all the moans of so great a war. Be it sufficient that I have given you the great events to prove to you that the whole was laid out by the Master of the Uni- verse, before the sectional conventions of 1860. There will be an implied armistice by the northern power, believing the re- bellion at an end, durmg which, God gives you time to consider your welfare. If you repent, humbling yourself in prayers and supplications for His mercy and re-instate yourselves in the Union, peace will ensue ; but the States of South Carolina, Georgia, Alabama and Missis.sippi will not, and the vision of 25th of March, 1864, will take place and be fulfilled by tliree northern armies crossing in the radius of, and east of Mobile, and prostrating the Confed- eracy to its ultimate destruction. A curious trait of this southern prophet was his attachment to the South, his dis- like of Yankees, an indisposition to con- demn slavery, and his belief that great 84 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, evils would ensue to the Union people of the country unless they provided a home for the blacks and induced them to emi- grate to it. Scouting' the Doctrine that Majorities are to Kule. Mr. Gilmore, who visited Richmond iu the summer of 1864, and sought by inter- views with Jefferson Davis, to bring about an arrangement for a cessation of hostil- ities, was at one point in the conversation with that otHcial completely " stuck " — and no wonder. This dead-lock betAveen the two wa^ occasioned by Davis's plump de- nial that "majorities" should rule in polit- ical or State affairs. Gilmore — If I understand you, the dis- pute between your government and ours is narrowed down to this: Union or dis- union. Davis — Yes; or to put it in other words: Independence or subjugation. Gilmore — TJien tlie tw'o governments are irreconcilably apart. They have no alternative but to tight it out. But it is not so with the people. They are tired of figliting and want peace ; and as they bear all the burden and suffering of the war, is it not right they should have peace, and have it on such terms as they like? Davis — I don't understand you. Be a little more explicit. Gilmore — Well, suppose the two gov- ernments should agree to something like this : To go to the people with two prop- ositions — say, peace, with disunion and southei'u independence, as your proposi- tion ; and peace, with union, emancipation, no confiscation, and universal amnesty, as ours. Let the citizens of all the United States (as they existed before the war) vote ' Yes ' or ' No ' on these two proposi- tions, at a ppecial election, within sixty days. If a majority votes disunion, our government to be bound by it, and to let you go in peace. If a majority votes Union, yours to be bound by it, and to stay in peace. The two governments can con- tract in this way, and the people, though constitutionally unable to decide on peace or Avar, can elect whicli of the two prop- ositions shall govern their rulers. Let Lee and Grant, meanwhile, agree to an armistice. This would sheath the sword; and if once sheatlied, it w^ould never again be drawn by this generation. Davis — The plan is altogether imprac- ticable. If tlie South were only one State, it might work ; but as it is, if one south- ern State objected to emancipation, it would nullify the whole thing ; for you are aware the people of Virginia cannot vote slavery out of South Carolina, or the peo- ple of South Carolina vote it out of Vir- ginia. Gilmore — But three-fourths of the States can amend the Constitution. Let it be done in that way, so that it be done by the people. I am not a statesman or a politician, and I do not know just how such a plan could be carried out ; but you get the idea — that the people should de- cide tke question. Davis — That the majority shall decide it, you mean. We seceded to rid our- selves of the rule of the majority, and this would subject us to it again. Gilmore — But the majority must rule fuially, either with bullets or ballots. Davis — I am not so sure of that. Neither current events nor history shou s that the majority rules, or ever did rule. The contrary, I think, is true. Why, Sir, the man who should go before the South- ern people Avith such a pi'oposition, with any proposition which implied that the North was to have a voice in determining the domestic relations of the South, could not live here a day. He would be hanged to the first tree, without judge or jury, Gilmore (smiling) — Allow me to doubt that. I think it more likely he would be hanged if he let the Southern people knoMi the majority couldn't rule. Davis (also smiling most good humor- edly) — I have no fear of that. I give you leave to proclaim it from every house-top ill the South. PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, «5 Crossing- Fox River. JMr. Lincoln's story in reply to a Spring- field (Illinois) clergyman, who asked him what Avas to be his policy on the slavery question, in connection with the war, must certainly be regarded as siifficiently ex- pressive: " AVell, your question is rather a cool one, but I will answer it by telling you a story. You know Father B., the old Methodist preacher ? and you know Fox river and its freshets ? Well, once in the presence of F'ather B., a yoiuig Methodist was worrying about Fox river, and ex- pressing fears that he should be prevented from fulfilling some of his appointments by a freshet in the river. Father B. checked him in his gravest manner. Said he ' Young man, I have always made it a rule in my life not to cross Fox river till I get to it.' And," said the President, "I am not going to worry myself over the slavery question till I get to it." A few days afterwards, a Methodist minister called on the President, and on being pre- sented to him, said, simply : " Mr. Presi- dent, I have come to tell you that I think we have got to Fox River." Mr. Lincoln relished the point thoroughly, thanked the clergyman, and laughed heartily. Three Hundred Ladies -with their Union Flag-s. The good people of Cleveland, East Tennessee, siiffered much from the power of the rebellion, and for a time the flood- gates of secession were opened wide upon them, with the accompanying tide of per- secution and spoliation. But in course of time the " powers that be " were changed, and they once more breathed the salubri- ous atmosphere of olden times, for the law of the Union and the Constitution was again established among them. Colonel Waters, of the Eighty -fourth Illinois regi- ment, was in command, and one of his first acts was to give notice that the loyal citizens of Cleveland and vicinity desired to resurrect the same identical flag that was lowered two and a half years previously, in obedience to the revolution- ists, but which had been securely buried in the southern portion of the county, that it might escape insult and destruction. At the time appointed for this interest- ing patriotic ceremony, a procession of ladies, numbering some three hundred, and displaying their gay Union flags, marched to the public square, where their long banished idol was to be unfurled to the pure breeze that played so calmly over the beautitul town of Cleveland. It was one of the most imposing spectacles of loyalty and true patriotism ever witnessed. Gray-haired mothers, Avhose eyes Avere dimmed by age, were there ; and there, too, was the middle-aged matron, Avhose sober gaze told the observer that a hus- band and father was at that time imper- iling his life upon the field or in the dreary camp, to sustain the honor and dignity of that banner about to flap its cherished folds in the breeze where it was once scoffed and derided ; and there were those who had bade farewell to brother or loAer, with a God-speed to the glorious cause. Of these was that jubilant procession composed, Avhile five hundred, at least, refugees from rebellion, and loyal East Tennesseans, Avho had taken refuo-e within the Federal lines, were there to assist in unfurhng "the gorgeous en- sign of the ReiHiblic." The procession halted at the Pulilic Square, the band dis- coursed ' Hail Columbia,' and amid the swelling jubilee of cheers fi-om the vast multitude, that beautiful emblem of a great people's nationality was run up to the staff-head. Each star appeared more brilliant, and each stripe more attractive, for having been so long buried from the hands of those who Avould have dishon- ored it. Presidential Favor at last for Everybody. Not long after the issue of his Procla- mation of Emancipation, the President had a fit of illness, though happily of short du- ration. NotAvithstanding this disabihtv. 86' THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. however, he was greatly bored by visitors. The Honorable Mr. Blowhard and the Honorable Mr. Toolittle did not fail to call on liis Excellency, to congratulate him on his message and his proclamation ; gentlemen in the humble Avalks of civil life were at the capital for the first time, and couldn't leave without seeing the suc- cessor of George AVashington ; persons with axes to grind insisted upon a little Presidential Favor at lust lur Everybody. aid from the great American rail-splitter ; and between them all they gave the con- valescent Chief Magistrate very little leis- ure or peace of mind. One individual, whom the President knew to be a tedious sort of customer, called at the White House about this time, and insisted upon an interview. Just as he had taken his seat, Mr. Lmcoln sent for his physician, who immediately made his appearance. " Doctor," said he, holding out liis hand, " what are those marks ? " " That's varioloid, or mild small-pox," said the doctor. '' They're all over me ! It is contagious, I believe," said jNIr. Lincoln. " Very contagious, indeed," replied the Esculapian attendant. " Well, I can't stop, Mr. Lincoln ; I just called to see how you were," said the visitor. " Oh, don't be in any hurry, Su' ! " pla- cidly remarked the Executive. " Thank you, Sir, I'll call again," re- plied the visitor, executing a masterly retreat from a fearful contagion. " Do, Sir," said the President : " Some people said they could take very well to my Proclamation, but now, I am happy to say, I have something that everybody can take." By this time the visitor was mak- ing a desperate break for Pennsylvania Avenue, which he reached on the double quick. ♦ French Sensibility. Amongst the gentlemen present on the platform when Mr. Beecher addressed the people of Edinburgh on the American question, were M. Garnier Pag.^'S, M. Desmarest (a distinguished member of the French bar), and M. Henri Martin, the French historian. These eminent for- eigners had been attending the social science meetings in Edinburgh, and they had arranged to leave for Paris early that evening ; but at the request of somebody they consented to attend Mr. Beecher's meeting to testify their detestation of slav- ery. Near the close of the proceedings, the chairman stated that M. Desmarest had intended to address the meeting, but owing to an allusion to the Peninsular AVar in the course of Mr. Beecher's remarks, he thought his national sensibiUties had been offended, and had left the room before the reverend gentleman had concluded. The following passage is supposed to have wounded the Frenchman : — In the begimiing of the war we were peculiarly English — for I have observed that England goes mto wars and makes blunders in the first part— [" hear, hear," cheers and hissing,] — for it is generally found, I say, that England has blundered in the beginning. [Renewed cheers and hissing.] That is mere punctuation, I sujiposco I will make all the noise that PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 87 is necessary. I have noticed that in the Peninsular War for months — for a whole year — there was a series of rude endeav- ors — misunderstandings at home, and want of support to the annies — money squan- dered like water — contracts, and contract- ors making themselves rich — [" hear," cheers and hissings] — but if I recollect, at lae beyond the need of further evidence, or is herself desirous to hear what Anthony will say, your ditficult}- will he obviated." Accordingly Mrs. Hudgins appeared in court, and after being sworn, proceeded to 1 elate her story. From her statements and the documents which she produced, it ap- peared that the farm, which foi-merly be- longed to her father, had been devised by him to her two muior children, and that she was the executrix of the will, and guardian of the little girls. Her husband, then Avith tlie rebels, had no interest in the firm. She went on to state what ''Anthony said," and what "Anthony told me," and was interrupted by the judge, who in- quired, " But who is Anthony, Mrs. Hud- gins?" "Anthony," answered she, with much surprise, '' why, judge, Anthony is the colored man that claims the harvest." ■" Yes," said the judge, '• but isn't he a slave, and would you think of believing what he said, or of Avishing nde to hear his story?" "Of course. Sir," replied Mrs. H., '' Avhy should not I believe him ? He was brouglit up in the family. I would believe him as quickly as I Avould one of my children." "Aiid have you no objec- tions to my examining Anthony, and at- taching such credit as I please to what he may say ? " " No objection in the world, judge ; I want you to hear him." Here the judge exchanged glances with Colonel Segar, and said, " Well, Colonel, I don't see but that I must gratify Mrs. Hudgins ; " and the Colonel, in a tone that was almost amusing, responded, " I suppose you must." Anthony was accordingly called into court, and told all that Mrs. Hudgms had said, to which he assented as strictly true. He was then asked if he had ever testified under oath. " No, Sir," said he, very re- spectfully, " I never has." He was further a>ked if he knew what an oath was, and what would be the consequences of false swearing. "• I s'pose so master," Avas his answer ; " If I ask God to hear me tell lie, God will punish me for lying." " Very well, Anthony ; very truly answered," said the judge. "And now, Anthony," contmued Judge Bolles, rising as he spoke, " / am about to administer to you the oath to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. Hold up your right hand" It was worthy of a long journey to be- hold Anthony ui that supreme moment of his life. As he lifted his hand and arm aloft, he seemed to gain several inches in height ; his broad chest expanded and his dark eye lighted up as with the inspiration of a new manhood. He was a noble spec- imen, physically and intellectually, of his race, and most favorably impressed all who saw him. Anthony produced the permission of Captam Wilder and of General Wool, and then told his story clearly and intelligibly and Avith a modesty as pleasmg as his in- telligence Avas remarkable. When he had finished his statement, the judge asked the lady if she \Anshed to cross-examine An- thony ; but she said, " No, I believe he has told the truth." And there, so far as the evidence Avas concerned, the case was ended. The judge gave the parties a short time to settle the matter among themselves, and at the end of that period, as they had not come to a settlement, appointed a commis- sioner to diA'ide the products of the farm, awarding one half of the harAest to the ex- ecutrix and guardian, as the representatiA^e of the land, and the other half to Anthony and his associates, as the representatives of the labor. This decision Avas satisfactory to both the parties m mterest, and CA'en Col- onel Segar Avas content Avith the result, though not entirely pleased AA'ith the pro- cess by which it Avas attained. Two Klings at the South. Senator Hammond, of South Carolina, Avill long be remembered for his famous "mudsill" speech in the United States Senate, in the palmy days of Union, Avhen 92 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. the lion and the lamb there commingled. In that speech, the vivacious Senator de- clared tliat by means of her cotton crop the South could " bring the whole world to her feet." With a defiant air he went on to say : " What Avould happen if no cotton Avas furnished for three years ? I will not stop to depict what e\ery one can imagine, but this is certain — England would topple headlong and carry the whole civil- ized world with her, save the South. No, you dare not make Avar upon cotton. No power on earth dares to make war upon it. Cotton is King ! " Senator Hammond, as Avell as many others, unquestionably be- lieved this, and acted accordingly. But there were and are a much greater num- ber believing, with Senator Clark, of New Hampshire, Avho, in his review of the astute South Carolinian's argument, re- marked : " Cotton is King ! Sir, there is another King besides Cotton — Humbug is Kino; ! " Which SideP Walking one day on the beach at Birattz, Louis Napoleon happened to meet an intel- Which Side? salute, and said, "Are you English?" "No," ansAvered the boy, very quickly, and drawing himself up, " I'm American." " Oh ! American, are you ? Well, tell me, which are you for, North or South?" " Well, father's for the North, I believe ; but I am certainly for the South. For Avhich of them are you. Sir ? " The Em- peror stroked his moustache, smiled, hesi- tated a little, and then said, " I'm for both ! " " For both, are you ? AVell, that's not so easy, and it will please nobody ! " His Majesty let the conversation drop and Avalked on. ligent looking boy, about eight or nine years old, Avho took off his hat as he passed. The Emperor courteously returned the Diseases of the Brain and Heart. In one of the upper townships of Ohio were two farmers, their places being sep- arated by a small creek. They were well- to-do people, but diametrically opposed in politics, and each noted for the zeal Avith which he defended his sentiments, Mr. M. being a straight uncompromising Union man, and Mr. S. an anti-Avar Democrat. Meeting a fcAV days before the State elec- tion, Mr. S. accosted his neighbor, say- ing: " HoAV is it, friend M., — I hear there is a very prevalent disease on your side of the creek ! " "Ah!" said Mr. M., "Avhat is the dis- ease ? " " N-i-g-g-e-r on the brain," i*eplied Mr. S. " Well," said Mr. M., " that is a mere trifle compared to the malady existing on the other side." " Indeed ! " exclaimed Mr. S., "and pray AA'hat can that be?" " Treason on the heart ! " retorted M. The conversation " took a turn." Treason in an Unexpected Quarter. As one of the boats containuig Federal prisoners Avas on its Avay to the pouit Avhere an exchange Avas to be made, the rebel Captain essayed a conversation with one of the passengers on board, the circum- stances and situation furnishing the theme. PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 93 "I am a Northern man myself; my name is Samuel Todd ; I am Mrs. Lincoln's brother," said the Captain. "And what are you doing here ? " asked the passenger. " Yes, Sir," he repeated, in a musing man- ner, " I am Mrs. LincoliTs brother. I was \h¥4x\A^ Mrs. Lincoln born and brought up in the North ; but I am into this thing on the Southern side, and I mean to see it througli." To this the Captain received answer : " Now, you know very Avell that the cause of the Union, for which the United States are fighting, w^ill be successful in the end, and what in the world are you doing down here, fighting against the lawful govern- ment of the Union — fighting against your own historic flag, which you know has been respected and honored by the civil- ized world ? " This allusion to the Stars and Stripes seemed to touch him ; but he answered, " I came down here several years ago, made some money, bought some property, and my home and interest are here. We consider that the Northern people are encroaching on our rights, and of course we feel bound to protect them, or die in the attempt." And yet, there was no truer-hearted loyal woman, during the war, than Mrs. Lincoln, wdiose mis- guided brother Avas thus willing to " die in the attempt" to destroy the best and most benign government in the world. Hatred of Southern Unionists to Southern Rebels. In one of the tents of a Union IMary- land regiment a man was found who had been wounded in an engagement with a rebel Maryland regiment, in Avhich were two of his cousins, "the same as Ijrothers to him — tliey had all gone to school together and lived on the next farm to each other all their lives, till the war broke out." The Unionist Avas asked if it w^ould not have been very disagreeable to him if he had learnt that either of them had been shot by a bidlet from him. " No," he an- swered savagely, " I was on the lookout i'or them all the time, so that I might aim at them. I was hoping and praying all the time that my shot might by chance reach them. I would ask for nothing better than to shoot them, or to stick them Avith my bayonet — curse the traitors ! " When thrown together on picket or in hospital, the Yankee boys from Massachusetts or Ohio, and the Johnnies from Alaljama and Mississippi were the best of friends : but the loyal Virginian scowled darkly on the rebel Virginian, and the rebel Tennesseean had only a curse for the loyal Tennesseean — and so of the other border States "To the Manor Bom." At one of the receptions at Secretary Seward's, the dusky representative of Haytien government was present as one of the diplomatic corps. This distin- guished colored gentleman figured con- spicuously among the richly attired ladies and official dignitaries in attendance ; but at the refreshment table an awkward inci- dent occurred in connection with him. One of the representatives from Missouri, upon reaching the table with a lady upon his arm, observed a well dressed negro helping the ladies to oysters, and suppos- ing him to be one of the waiters, the Mis- sourian, holding out his plate, directed the supposed servant to " put some oysters on that plate." The colored gentleman hes- itated. The IVIissourian then became more 94 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION imperative, when the coloi-ed individual, whom he addressed as '' waiter " — looking daggers at him — finally obeyed the order. The incident was generally observed, and the Missourian was soon after iutbrmed that the colored personage whom he had commanded as a servant and addressed as " waiter," was " His Excellency " the Hay- tien Minister, " I am very sorry for the mistake," replied the gentleman from Mis- souri ; " But as I own an hundred a§ good looking negroes as he, I can not afford to apologize for so natural a misconception of his position." Such an occurrence seems in keeping with the domination at "Washington which preceded the Rebellion, but not subsequently. It may, however, have taken place, and at all events illus- trate the manner of those Avho are " to the manor born." "Welcome to the Troops at Port Royal. Our troops at Port Royal were accom- panied in their first reconnoissance into the island by Dr. J. J. Craven, who re- ported the negroes on the plantations further inland as almost wild with delight at the advent of our soldiers and the hasty flight of their masters, which they described with great gusto. Said one of them to the Doctor : " O, Lord ! massa, we're so glad to see you. We'se prayed and prayed the good Lord that he would send yer Yankees, and we know'd you'se was coming." " How could you know that ? " asked Dr. Craven : " You can't read the paper ; how did you get the news ? " " No, massa, wese can't read, but we'se can listen. Massa and missus used to read, and sometimes they'sc- Avould read loud, and then we would listen so " (mak- ing an expressive gesture indicative of close attention at a key hole) ; " when I'se get a chance I'se would list'n, and Jim, him would list'n, and we put the bits together, and we knowed the Yankees were coming. Bress the Lord, massa." Constructive Parole Bights. A detective officer belonging to the New York police force, named Hart, who accompanied Mrs. Anderson dn her visit to her husband at Fort Sumter, obtained permission to remain there on condition that he should not fight. He faithfully observed his parole, but when the barracks took fire, he exclaimed, " I didn't promise not to fight fiii-e ! " and devoted himself with almost superhuman energy, to extinguish the flames. With balls hissing and shells bnrstmg around him, he worked on un- daimted, and could with the utmost diffi- culty be forced away from the burning buildings, even when it was death to remain. When the flag was shot down, the Charlestonians concentrated their fire upon the flag staff", to prevent its being replaced ; but umumdful of the shot, Avhich whizzed by him every second. Hart tiailed the flag to the wall, amid cheers from the United States troops. That Flag- Presentation in New Orleans. General Butler had a dandy regiment in New Orleans — one a little nicer in miiform and personal habits than any other ; and so ably commanded, thafit had not lost a man by disease since leaving New England. One day the Colonel ol' this fine regiment came to head-quarters, wearing the expression of a man who had something exceedingly pleasant to commu- nicate. It was just before the fourtli of July, and this is Mr. Parton's apt narra- tion of what followed : " General," said he " two young ladies have been to me — beautiful girls — who say they have made a set of colors for the regiment, which they wish to present on the fourth of July." " But is their fiither willing ? " asked the General, well knowing what it must cost two yoimg ladies of New Orleans, at that early time, to range themselves so cou- spicuously on the side of the Union. " Oh, yes," replied the Colonel ; " theij' father gave them the money, and will PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 95 attend at the ceremony. But liave you any objections?" " Not the least, if their father is willing." " Will you ride out and review the regi- ment on the occasion ? " " With pleasure." So, in the cool twilight of the evening of the fourth, the General, in his best uniform, with chapeau and feathers, worn then for the first time in New Orleans, reviewed tlie regiment amid a concourse of spectators. One of the young ladies made a pretty presentation speech, to which the gallant Colonel handsomely replied. The General made a brief address. It was a gay and joyful scene ; everything passed otF with the highest eclat, and was chroni- cled with all the due editorial flourish in the Delta. Subsequently, the yomig ladies ad- ■ di'essed a note to the regiment, of winch the following is a copy : New Orleans, July 5, 1862. " Gentlemen : — We congratulate and thank you all for the maimer in which you have received our flag. We did not ex- pect such a reception. We offered the flag to you as a gift from our hearts, as a reward to your noble conduct. Be assured, gentlemen, that that day will be always present in our minds, and that we will never forget that we gave it to the bravest of the brave ; but if ever danger threatens your heads, rally under that banner, call again your courage to defend it, as you have promised, and remember that those from whom you received it will help you by their prayers to win the palms of victory and triumph over your enemies. We tender our thanks to General Butler for lending his presence to the occasion, and for his courtesies to us. May he continue his noble work, and ere long may we be- hold the Union victorious over his foes and reunited throughout our great and glorious country. Very respectfully." A few days later, an officer of the regi- ment came into the office of the command- ing General, his countenance not clad in smiles. He looked like a man who had seen a ghost, or one who had suddenly heard of some entirely crushing calamity. " General," he gasped, " we have been sold. They were negroes ! " " What ! Those lovely blondes, with blue eyes and light hair ? Impossible !" '' General, it's as true as there's a heaven above. The whole town is laughing at us." " Well," said the General, " there's no harm done. Say nothing about it. I suppose we must keep it out of the papers, and hush it up as well as Ave can." They did not quite succeed in keeping it out of the papers, for one of the "for- eign neutrals " of the city sent an accoimt of the affair to the Courier des Etats Unis, in New York, with the inevitable French decorations. Original Conspiracy to Assassinate Mr. liincoln. That Mr. Lincoln, the President-elect, was to feel the sting of Southern steel — as proclaimed by liis political enemies — on his way to Washington, to take the oath of office, is now historical. A detect- ive of great experience, who had been employed by Mr. Lincoln's friends, dis- covered a combination of men banded together under a most solemn oath, to do the deed of assassination. The leader of the conspirators was an Italian refugee, a barber, well known in Baltimore, who assumed the name of Orsini, as indicative of the part he was to assume. The assistants employed by the detect- ive of this plot, who, like himself, were strangers in Baltimore, by assvmiing to be secessionists from Louisiana and other sece- ding States, gained the confidence of some of the conspirators, and were thus intrusted with their plans. It was arranged, in case Mr. Lincoln should pass safely over the railroad to Baltimore, that the conspira- tors should mingle with the crowd which might surround his carriage, and by pre- tending to be his friends, be enabled to 96 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, approach his person, when, upon a signal from their leader, some of them would shoot at Mr. Lincoln Avith their pistols, and others would throw into his carriage hand-grenades filled with detonating pow- der, similar to those used in the attempted assassination of the Emperor Louis Na- poleon. It Avas also intended that in the confusion which should result from tliis attack, the assailants should escape to a vessel which was Avaiting in the harbor to receiA'e them, and be carried to Mobile, in the seceding State of Alabama. Upon Mr. Lincoln's arriA^al in Philadel- phia, upon Thursday, February 21st, the detectiA'e visited Philadelphia, and submit- ted to certain friends of the President- elect the information he had collected as to the conspirators and their plans. An interA'icAV Avas immediately arranged for betAveen Mr. Lincoln and the detective. The interview took place in Mr. Lincoln's room, in the Continental Hotel, Avhere he was staying. Mr. Lincoln, having heard the officer's statement, replied : " I have promised to raise the American flag on Lidependence Hall to-morrow morning — the morning of the anniversary of Washington's birthday — and have ac- cepted the iuAdtation of the Peimsylvania Legislature to be publicly received by that body in the afternoon. Both of these en- gagements I will keep if it costs vie my life. If, hoAvcA'er, after I shall have con- cluded these engagements, you can take me in safety to AVashiugton, I A\dll place myself at your disposal, and authorize you to make svich arrangements as you may deem proper for that pm-pose." On the next day he gallantly performed the ceremony of raising the American flag on Independence Hall ; he then Avent to Harrisburg, Avhere he was formally welcomed by the Legislature, and at six o'clock in the evening he, in company with Col. Lamon, quietly entered a carriage withoiit obserA'ation. and Avas driven to the Pennsylvania railroad, where a special train AA^as Avaitino; to take him to Philadel- phia. On his departure, the telegraph Avires were cut, so that no communication of his movements could be made. The special train arrived in Philadel- phia at a quarter to eleven at night. Here he Avas met by the detective, who had a carriage in readiness, into which the party entered, and Avere driven to the depot of the Philadelphia, Wilmington and Balti- more railroad. They did not reach the depot until a quarter past eleven; but fortunately for them, the regular train, the hour of Avhich for starting Avas eleven, had been detained. The party then took berths in the sleeping car, and Avithout change of cars passed directly through to Washington, Avhere they arrived at the usual hoiu-, half-past six o'clock, on the morning of Saturday, the 23d. Mr. Lincoln Avore no disguise AvhatCA'er, but journeyed in an ordmary traveling' dress. Protection under the Constitution. Among the incidents attending the op- erations of the celebrated Mackerelville Brigade, at or near the seat of war, is the folloAvmg, recounted by the historiogra- pher-extraordinary of the corps, Mr. Kerr. It seems that just at the moment Avhen the Conic Section Avas proceeding to make a " masterly movement," an aged chap came dashing doAvn from a First Family country seat, near by, and says he to the General of the Mackerel Brigade : " I demand a guard for my premises immediately. My wife," says he Avith dignity, " has just been making a custard pie for the sick Confederacies in the hos- pital, and as she has just set it out to cool near Avhere my little boy shot one of your vandals this morning, she is afraid it might be taken by your thieving nnulsills when they come after the body. I, there- fore, demand a guard for my premises in the name of the Constitution of our fore- fathers." Here Capt. Bob Shorty stepped for- Avard, and says he : PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 97 " Wliat does the Constitution say about custard pie, Mi\ Davis?" The aged chajD spat at him, and says he: " I claim protection under that clause wliich refers to the pursuits of happiness. Custard pies," says he reasoningly, " are included in the pursuits of happiness." " That's very true," says the General, looking kindly over his fan at the venera- ble petitioner. " Let a guard be detailed to protect this good old man's premises. We are lighting tor the Constitution, not against it." A guard was detailed, -with orders to make no resistance if they were fired upon occasionally from the Avindows of the house ; and then Captain Bro"ttai pushed forward with wliat was left of Company 3, to engage the Confederacy on the edge of Duck Lake, supported by the Orange County Howitzers. XTnacquainted vnth Politics. No small pains were taken by certain partisan leaders. Avhile General Grant was at Vicksburg, to inveigle him into some debate, or the expression of some definite idea or opinion relative to the state of the various political parties of the country, and their professed tenets. The General, however, was not thus to be drawn out. He had never attached himself to any mere partizan organization, and all the various political issues or questions were, to him, entirely subordinate to the great and single object of cruslung the rebellion. While operating in the vicinity of Vicks- burg, his professed political friends paid a visit to his head-quarters, and after a short time spent in compliments, they touched upon the never-ending subject of politics. One of the party was in the midst of a very fiowery speech, using all his rhetor- ical powers to induce the General, if pos- sible, to view matters in the same light as himself, when he was suddenly stopped by Grant. " There is no use of talking politics to me. I know nothing about them, and, furthermore, I do not know of any person among my acquaintances who does. But," continued he, " there is one subject with which I am perfectly acquainted ; talk of that, and I am your man." "What is that, General?" asked the politicians, in great surprise. " Tanning leather," was the reply. Tlie subject was immediately changed. Secesh Taming'. War, like nearly every other sort of human experience, has its comical side. ' Old Ben Butler's ' management of New Orleans was " as good as a play," — a spice of humor in it, a certain apt felicitousness in turning the tables, calculated to make even the victim smile while he yet winced. It was the NeAV Orleanaise who gave the General his soubriquet of ' Picayiuie Butler' — that being the well known ap- pellative of the colored barber m the base- ment of the St. Charles. The fourpence ha'penny epithet of course impHed how very cheap they held the commander at Ship Island. The Yankee General /e^c/^ec^ ttp at the St. Charles. 'Twas empty and barred. Where was the landlord ? Off. The house must be opened. Impossible. It shall be forced. Well, here are the keys. So the first thing was to show he could keep a hotel. Next he sends word to the Mayor that he must see him at his parlor. Back comes word that His Honor does busmess at the City Hall. Straight goes a per- emptory message by an oi'derly, and Mayor Monroe and a whole bevy of dignitaries make their appearance, hats in hand. The hoiel-keeper is induced to draw it mild, and arranges that the ci\'il government of the city shall remain in their hands on the condition that all the police and sanitary duties shall be faithfully performed. For a little while matters go on smoothly. But it soon became apparent that the streets were neglected, as if on purpose to invite Yellow Jack to come and 98 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION make short work of the " Hessians." A sharp word goes from the St. Charles to the City Hall to start the hoes, and, at a jump, the hoes were started. But it Avent against the grain. The aldermen could not sleep o'nigfits. Yellow Jack out of the question, they thought they would try la belle France. So they passed a resolution tendering the officers of the French frigate Catmet the freedom and hospitalities of the city. Up comes word from the St. Charles that this sort ■of thing don't answer — that 'the free- dom of a cai>tured city by the captives would merit letters patent for its novelty, were there not doubts of its usefulness as an invention, and that the tender of hospi- talities by a government to which police ■duties and sanitary regulations only are intrusted is simply an invitation to the calaboose or the sewer.' The women next bridle up. They are not content Avith leaving our quiet soldiers to themselves, but must needs insult and abuse them. The General determines that this unfeminine practice, so provoca- tive of ill blood, shall stop. He proclaims that all women guilty of it shall be treated as disorderly Avomen. Thereupon Mayor Monroe steps again upon the scene, and as ' chief magistrate of this city, cliargea- ble A\dtli its peace and dignity,' protests against an order ' so extitiordinary and astonishing.' The immediate reply is that ' John T. Monroe, late Mayor of the city of New Orleans, is relieved from all re- sponsibility for the peace of the city, and ■committed to Fort Jackson until further ■orders.' StraightAvay the IMayor hurries doAvn to the St. Charles, and makes a writ- ten retraction, to Avit : ' This communica- tion having been sent imder a mistake of tiict, and being impi-oper in language, I desire to apologize tor the same, and to witlidraAV it.' The retraction is accepted, and the Mayor retires ; but on the next day, having been taken to task by his clique, he again presents himself, Avith several backers, to get a modification of the ' Avoman order,' or to take back his apology. He receives for reply, that a modification is impossible, and with it an argument from the good-natured General showuig its propriety and necessity. The Mayor bows, convinced, and leaves. Two days afterAvards again he comes doAvn with his friends and insists upon having back his apology. The General, bemg of a yielding nature, politely hands it back, and, at the same moment, gives an order com- naitting the Avhole set to Fort Jackson, and there they ruminated. ♦ Komantic Adventure of a Tennessee Loy- alist. Of a similar character for boldness and intrepidity to Parson BroAvnloAV, was Hurst, the indomitable Unionist of Purdy, Tennessee. On returning from West Ten- nessee, to make his periodical report of himself — being under heavy bonds to the rebel poAvers to do so — and stopping at his home, he had no sooner entered his Romantic Adventure. house than he was told to fly for his life, as a ncAV accusation of being a traitor and a spy had been made against him by a malicious old rebel neighbor. He had barely time to make an appoint- ment Avith a bound boy, avIio loved him more than he did his OAvn fiither, to bring a favorite horse — that somehoAV escaped PATUIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 99' the thieving c•outi!^cations of the rebels — to the eutrance of a certain alley in the town. Scarcely had he made the arrange- ment when a file of Confederate soldiers was seen coming towards the house. He slipped out at the back door, passed through a neighboring garden, and in a minute more was walking composedly down the principal street of the town. His bold and unconcerned appearance created quite a stir in the town. Men whispered together, and winked and wag- ged their heads significantly, and now and then would dart oif to give uiformation to the rebel guard, who were searching for him. He knew his time was short, that in a few minutes they would come in upon him from all sides, and his chance for life would not be worth a straAV, He quick- ened his pace a little, and suddenly entered an apothecary's shop ; dozens of men were watching him, and said — " Now he is trapped ; he'll be nabbed as he comes out." Hurst walked quickly through into the back room, and called the proprietor in after him. The apothecary entered smil- ingly, thinking, doubtless, of how soon he should see his guest dancing upon nothing '■A the air. The moment he had entered, Hurst grasped him suddenly by the throat, and placing a pistol at his ear, told him that if he attempted to raise the slightest alarm, and did not do exactly as he told him, he would fire. By this time a crowd had collected in front of the shop, and as they could not see what was passing in the back room, they waited until the guai'd should come up to arrest him. Hiu'st now opened tlie back door, and looking up the alley, he saw the faithful bound boy with the horse standing partly concealed in the entrance of the alley. He beckoned to the boy, who quickly brought the horse to him. He then turned to the trembling fellow, and said — " Now, sir, in the spot where you stand, the rifles of four of my faithful friends are covering you — they are hid in places that you least suspect, and if you move within the next ten minutes they will fire ; but if you remain perfectly quiet they will not harm you." The apothecary had become so com- pletely ' frickened,' as the Irish would say, by the touch of cold steel at his ears, that he did not recognize at once the improba- bility of Hurst's story. In an instant more, Hurst had put spurs to his horse, and dashed out of the alley, leaving the terrified 'pothecary gaping after him, and the botmd boy absolutely crying at his master's danger, and in another instant the rebel soldiers and the crowd entered the store, rushed through the back room and out at the back door, just in time to see Hurst dashing out of the alley at full speed. Horses without number were at once in requisition, but Hurst distanced them all. He soon joined the Union army, and on its siibsequent triumphant entry to Nashville, Hurst was on hand with them, naively remarking that he came so as to "defend his bondsmen from any damage they might suffer by his non-appearance, and ' report' himself as he had agreed/ " Them and Theirs— not TJs. One of the most interesting cases among the rebel prisoners at Camp Denison, Oliio, was a wounded youth, whose heart was evi- dently busy doing poetic justice to the Yan- kees he had been taught to hate, though he still was anxious about Southern rights. Parson Clayton talked to him for some time concerning religious matters, and the young man at last broke in by saying, " We've talked about religion long enough, now let's talk politics." There was a peculiar Soutliernism about his look and tone that excited a smile all around. " Well," re- plied Mr. Clayton, "I'm not much on pol- itics ; I'd rather not talk about them — tell me how yoii felt when you were woimded." He did so: " Thought it would be a sliarp pain. Sir, but it wasn't. I was wounded in the legs. 100 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION and it Avas just like iny being knocked off my pins by a strong blow from a log of Avood. Fell flat on my belly, and my knees drew themselves up mider my chin. INIade sure I was dead, but thought it didn't make much difference, for I saw our men retreating, and knew that the Yan- kees would get me and kill me sure ; al- ways Avas told, Sir, the Yankees had horns. Well, there I lay ; and up came a Colonel leading his men — he was in front. Sir ; he jiunped down from his horse, and ran to me drawing something from his belt, so I gaA-e up ; but it Avasn't a pistol. Sir," (and here the boy's eyes moistened) "it Avas a canteen ! He put it to my lips, I drank. He jumped on his horse again, and said, 'Charge, boys, they're fleeing!' Then some soldiers on foot came toAvard me, and I thought they're not all like that officer, and I gaA^e up again. But, Sir, they said, ' Comrade, get up.' They lifted me up and said, ' Put your arms around our necks, and Ave'll lead you aAvay from these bullets. And these were the 'damned Yankees!' I tell you, Sir, no man CA-er hugged his SAveetheart harder or more friendly tlian I hugged those Yankees' necks." After a fcAV more remarks the youth showed a determination to "talk politics," and asked Mr. Clayton, " What are you fighting us for?" Mr. Clayton calmly, and in good humor, gave him his ideas of the issue, and in ending asked him Avhat they Avere fighting for. " To hold prop- erty. Sir," replied the youth, — " our slave property." "Hoav many slaves did you have?" "None." "And you?" (to the next). "None." He then AA'ent around to all the thirty-four rebels, and but one Avas found Avho had OAA'ned a slave. " Now," said Mr. Clayton, "Avhere are the men Avho have these slaA^es Avhich they are so afraid of losing?" Here a man named McLellan, Avho soon afterAvards died, raised himself up on his cot, and stretching out his thin hand said, in a sepulchral A'oice, "They are at home enjoying themselves, and have sent us to die for them and theii'S." And to this the echoes around the room were, "That's sol" "That's God's truth!" Vice-President Hamlin a Private in Com^ pany A. There was at Fort Mc Clary, in Ports- mouth harbor, Ncav Hampshire, during the dark days of the war, a soldier who performed all the duties of a private in the ranks and a guard, and was not eA'en clothed Avith the poAver of a fourth cor- poral, — but who, in the event of the death of President Lincoln, Avoi;ld at once have become the commander-in-chief of the army and navy of the United States. And yet, Avith that necessary consciousness, he Avas Avilling to place himself in the posi- tion of a common soldier, share Avith them in their messes, bear about his OAvn tin dipper, and reside in their barracks. This Avas the position of the Hon. Hannibal Hamlin, Vice-President of the United States (and formerly GoA'ernor of JNlaine and United States Senator), and private in Company A, of the State Guard of Bangor. Such may be said to be one of the beauties of republicanism; but it re- quires a sound-cored man thus to display the most beautiful features of the sim- plicity of our institutions. Col. Polk, and Sanders, the Eefugree. Colonel William H. Polk, of Tennessee, the Avell knoAvn scholar, politician and A\dt, of Tennessee, had a plantation some forty miles from Nashville, lived comfortably, had a joke for every one. and Avas, Avithal, a resolute man in his opinions. AfcAV days before the arrival of the U. S. army at Nashville, in 1862, and, indeed, before he heard of the fall of Fort Don- elson, in going doAvn the road from his farm, he descried a fat, ragged, bushy-head- ed, tangled-mustached, dilapidated-looking creature, (something like an Italian orgaof- grinder in distress,) so disguised in mud as to be scarcely recognizable. What Avas his surprise, on a nearer approach, to see P A 'J;R I T I C , POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, 1:; T C . 101 that it was the redoubtable George N. Sanders. George had met the enemy and he was theirs — not in person, but in feeling. His heart was lost, his breeches were ragged, and his boots showed a set of fat, gouty toes protruding from them. The better part ol' him was gone, and gone a good distance. '• In the name of God, George, is that you?" said the ex-Congressman. "Me!" said the immortal George: "I wish it wasn't ; I wish I was anything but me. But what is the news here — is there any one running? They are all rumiing back there," pointing over his shoulder with his thumb. '■]No," said Mr. Polk, "not that I know of. You needn't mind pulling up the seat of your pantaloons. I'm not noticing. ^Vhat in are you doing here, look- ing like a muddy Lazarus in the painted cloth?" " Bill," said George to the Tennesseean, confidentially, and his tones would have moved a heart of stone, " Bill, you always was a friend of mine. I know'd you a long while ago, and honored you — cuss me if I didn't. I said you was a man bound to rise. I told Jimmy Polk so; me and Jimmy was familiar friends. I intended to have got up a biographical notice of you in the Democratic Review, but that Corby stopped it. I'm glad to see you ; I'll swear I am." "Of course, old fellow," said the chari- table Tennesseean, more in pity of his tones than even of the flattering eloquence ; "but what is the matter?" "Matter!" said George ; "the d d Lincolnites have seized Bowling Green, Fort Donelson, and have by this time ta- ken Nashville. Why," continued he, in a burst of confidence, "when I left, hacks was worth $100 an hour, and, Polk, (in a whisper,) 1 didn't have a cent." The touching pathos of this last remark was added to by the sincere vehemence with which it was uttered, and the mute eloquence with which he lifted up a ragged flap in the rear of his person tliat some envious rail or briar had torn from its position of covering a glorious retreat. "Not a d d cent," repeated he; "and, Polk, I walked that hard-hearted town up and down, all day, with bomb- shells dropping on the street at every lamp-post — I'll swear I did — trying to borrow some money; and, Polk, do you think, there wasn't a scoundrel there would lend anything, not even Harris, and he got the money out of the banks, too!" "No," interjected Polk, who dropped in a word occasionally, as a sort of encourager. " Bill," repeated Sanders, " Bill, I said you was a friend of mine — and a talented one — always said so, Bill. I didn't have a red, and I've walked forty-five miles in the last day, by the mile-stones, and I ha^^l't had anything to buy a bit to eat; and," he added, with impassioned elo- quence," what is a cussed sight worse, not a single drop to drink." This is complete. It is unnecessary to tell how the gallant and clever Tennes- seean took the wayfarer home, gave bim numerous, if not innumerable drinks, and filled him Avith fruits of the gardens and flesh of the flocks. TJnforfrtmate Absence at the Siege of Fort Sumter. On the news of the fall of Sumter, the fires of patriotic enthusiasm were kindled throughout all the loyal States. In one of the small towns of Western Pennsylvania the excitement became intense- — pati'iotic speeches were made, companies for the Avar speedily formed, etc., etc. It was at this time. Avhen the public excitement Avas at its height, that there Avas a flag-raising at a school-house two miles from A , the orator of the occasion being a young col- legiate, fresh fi'om his Alma Mater. After the speech had been made a sheet of fools- cap was produced, and tAvelve big, noble- looking fellows Avalked boldly up and en- rolled their names amono- the braA'e de- 102 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLJON, fenders of their country. As each man put his name upon the paper lie was greeted by three lusty cheers and the rolling of the drum. Finally, when the twelve recruits had taken their seats, and no one seemed to manifest any inclination of following their example of enlisting, a young man was called upon to speak. He was a strong, dashing, dark-eyed youth, and evidently much excited. He seemed determined, however, to acquit himself with applause, and he spread out accord- ingly. After stating numerous, and, as he ur- ged, strong reasons for not going to the war himself — that 'he couldn't leave his business' — 'would go if they couldn't get along without him' — 'if he found it to be his duty,' etc., he waxed warm. He glowed in his overflowing patriotism, and having depicted in flaming colors the out- rage practiced on our flag by the rebels, he closed his impressive speech with, in effect, the following: -■<»■$•. Edmund Ruffin. "Gentlemen! do you know what I'd have done had I been down there when that glorious flag was torn by these trait- ors from its lofty height? I would have snatched it from their bloody hands — I Avould have mounted the flag-staff — and, regardless of the hail of bullets that might have stormed around me, I would have nailed it there — ay! with my own hands would I have nailed it there! and have — have — gentlemen — desired it to remain!" The absence of this patriotic orator at the siege of Sumter must, of course, have been the cause of its unfortunate surren- der. Edmimd Ruffin, the hoary traitor, who fired the first shot at Sumter, should have had a clinch at that tonguy and soft- pated orator. Tiie odds would have been of little account, which of the two went dowii. Application of the Term "Contraband" by General Butler. The rebel Colonel Mallory had the mis- fortune to lose some of his ' servants,' who used their legs to convey themselves from the custody of their master. Though a traitor to his country. Col. M. had the audacity to go with a flag of truce to For- tress Monroe and demand of ins old ])olit- ical friend, Butler, the delivering up of said escaped servants, under the Fugitive Slave Law. "You hold, Colonel Mallory, do you not," said General Butler, "that negro slaves are property ; and that Virginia is no longer a part of the United States." "I do. Sir." " You are a lawyer, Sir," Gen. Butler replied, " and I ask you, if you claim that the Fugitive Slave Act of the United States is binding in a foreign nation? And if a foreign nation uses this kind of property to destroy the lives and property of citizens of the United States, if that species of property ought not to be re- garded as contrahandV^ Such was the origin of the term con- traband, as applied to fugitive slaves, and its acceptance became at once universal. "Newport News." The operations of the two great armies, from time to time, at "Newport News Point," have given that place quite a celebrity in military annals, and its pecu- liar name has given rise to much curiosity as to how it could have originated. In refference to this, it appears that the early colony on James river was at one time PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, K T C , 103 reduced to a straightened condition, and some of its members started down the James river, with the intention of pro- ceeding to England. They reached the bend in the river which has since become an object of so much interest, and paused for some days. When they were about to set sail, they saw a ship coming up the roads, bearhig the British ensign. Tliey delayc 1 till it should arrive. It proved to be Lord Newport's ship, with his lord- ship on board, who brought the intelU- gence that the ship which the colony had long before dispatched to England for sup- l)lies, and which was many months over- out it. He found Mr. Lewis, avIio at once presented himself as the proprietor, and in response to the oilicer's inquii'ies, stated that tlie mill had been occupied lately in the manufacture of a good deal of iron of various patterns; but it had been done for contractors and other indi- viduals, and not directly for the rebel ' Govennnent.' INIr. Lewis was asked if he did not know from tlie pattern of tlie iron that it was for war purposes, lie said that a good deal of it had been square iron, which he supposed was for wagon axles, and a considerable i)art had been heavy plates which might be for gmiboats. He stated tliat he had been a strong and de- cided Union man as long as he could be with safety from mobs, which threatened his person and pi'operty, and likewise ap- plied the rather doubtful assertion to INIr. liell. He was asked why he did not de- cline orders for making war materials, as Mr. Ilinman — proprietor of the Cumber- land Iron Works, lowei" down the river — had done; to which his reply was, that Mr. llimnan Avas in Kentucky, Avhich did not secede, while he was in Tennessee, and above the fbrtiiication of Donelson, which was erected m May, thus shutting up tlie Cumberland river at the Teimessee line. In view of the inevitable foct that the works had been engaged in making and I'urnishing niatemals of war to the rebels, Commodore Foote considered it his duty to disable them, not knowing then that the Union lines would soon embrace them, and the river beyond, to Clarksville. He in- formed Mr. Lewis that this would be ne- cessary and also that he must require him to go on board as a prisoner. Aii attempt was first made to disable the machinery of the establishment, the desire being not to utterly destroy the property if it could be avoided. But the machinery was so heavy that no means could be found of confining powder sufficient to blow it up. It was, therefore, set on fire and consumed. When Mr. Le^vis beheld his property in fiames, he said — "I hope that my private residence Avill be spared." " Sir," said the noble Commodore, " we came not to destroy any particle of your property which has not been used in the (;arrying on of this most uimatural war against the Government." Other Side of the Case. A New York journal in one of its is^ sues published the opinions of respectable colored people, favoring the President's Emancipation Proclamation. In the af- ternoon the reporter met a well-known colored man, named Cooley, who white- washes for a living, and is genei'ally fomid about Ann street. The reporter said : "Well, Cooley, what do you think of the Proclamation ? " Cooley — " The worse thing for the black man that ever Avas done." Reporter — " Why ? " Cooley — (coming close up, and in a mysterious whisper,) — " There's too many niggers starving here now. By'-n-bye these fellows will come down on us from the South, and drive us out, for then I tell you, then there would not be a place Avhere a decent colored man can put down his foot ! Mark my Avords ! " Another of the TTncle Toms. During the secession conflict m Ken- tucky, a Union gentleman on the other side of Green River had his attention at- tracted, one morning, to a little group com- ing up the hill. First Avere tAvo intelligent looking contrabands, next, a little 'go-cart,' drawn by a mule, in which was a female slave and about a dozen little negroes, carefully Avra|)ped in sundry and divers coats An Uncle Tom sort of a chap, P A T K I O T I C , POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 105 with a Miss Dinah, brought up tlie rear. "As they came by," says the gentleman, " I addressed Tom.' " AVell, Uncle, where did your party come from?" "We's from le town, dar, sah." "And where are you going?" "'Gwine home, sah." "Then you do not live in the village?" "]No; we lib I'iglit ober yonder, 'bout a mile: de secesli draw us from home." " Ah ! well now stop a minute, and tell me all about it." " Dat I do, sure, massa. Jim (to the otlier leader of ti)e mule-cart,) you go on wid the wagon, an I kotch you fore you gits home. Now. I tells you, massa, all 'bout um My massa am Union, an' so is all de niggers Yesterday, massa war away in de town, an de first ting we know, 'long come two or free hundred ol) dem seceshers, on bosses, an' lookin' like cut- froats. Golly, but de gals wor scared. Ju>' back ob us war de Union sogers — God bress (reverentially,) for dey keep de secesh from killin' nigger. De gals know dat. an when dey see de secesh comin' dey pitch de little nigger in de go-cart, an' Jen we all broke for de Union sogers." 'So you are not afraid oi the Union soldiers ? " "God bress you massa, nebber. Nig- ger gits aliind dem Union sojers, secesh nebber gits um. Secesh steal nigger — Union man nebber steal um, Dat's a fac, •massa." And with a chuckling smile on his face, the clever old darkey bade good morning, and trotted on after the go-cart On the Koad to Dixie. When Mr Vallandigham was being con ducted to his Southern friends, by order ot the United States government, because of his treasonable utterances, a halt was made by the escort, on nearing the out l)osts, for rest and refreshment. After an hour passed in conversation there was an ■effort made to obtain a little sleep, and Mr. Vallandigham himself had just fallen into a doze, when Colonel IMcKibben waked him, informing him that it was daylight, and time to move. Some poet- ical remark had been made about the morning. Mr. Vallandigham hereupon raised himself upon liis elbow, and said, dramatically, ' Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day- Stands tip-toe on the mountain tops.' He had evidently forgotten the remain- ing line of the quotation; but it seemed so applicable to his own case, in view of the wrathful feeling of the soldiers to- ward him, that some one near by could not forbear adding aloud, ' I must be gone and live, or stay and die.' The extreme appositeness of this quo- tation stai'tled every one who heard it, including Mr. V^allandigham himself ♦ Good Charlie, the Union Guide. A Union man named Smith had resided about six miles from Fayetteville, Arkan- sas, the owner of a tract of six hundred acres of land, with comfortable dwelling, stock, etc. Obnoxious to the secessionists, his property was plundered by their for- aging and other parties during the winter, his place being only about a mile from McCulloch's head-quarters. The family consisted of Mr. Smith, his wife and child, his mother-in-law, and also his brother-in- law, James Watkins and wife, married only about a year previously. Besides these, Charlie, the slave of Mr. Smith. Upon news of the approach of Ciutis's forces to Springfield, the secessionists be- gan pursuing all the Union men to hang them, and Smith and Watkins fled, hoping to make tlicir way to some of the Union camps. The women thus left behind, be- ing in fear of outrage and torture on their husbands' account — if not death — departed from their home on the night of Feb. 8th, with Chai-lie as their guide and piotector, leaving the aged mother and child, who were unable to move. On foot they wend- ed their way, sleeping what they did sleep 106 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, in the open air, upon such straw or litter as CharUe could gather for them, and cov- ered by the single blanket which he cai*- ried, — subsisting on the food which he had stowed in a pair of saddle-bags. He would have been seized as mai'ketable property belonging to a Union man, and the women regarded their own jeopardy as something more than that of their lives, if met or caught by the secessionists. They traveled about eight miles the first day — the women being feeble, and one of them in a delicate situation, — fording creeks, and avoiding the traveled roads. On one occasion, crossing a creek upon a log, one of the ladies fell in, and was. with difficulty extricated by Cliai'lie, who, as he said, " cooned it on de log," so that his mistress got hold of him, and when she reached the bank he pulled her out. Thus for nearly a Aveek, foot-sore and with short and painful journeys, having no shelter, and not seeing a fire, subsisting on the scant provision which Charlie carried, they slowly made their way until they first met the advance guard of the Union forces at Mudtown. Here the ladies were at once cared for by the Colonel, while Char- lie was taken some miles on horseback to "Mister Sigel," who examined him at great length, as a General knows how, comparing his stories with his own maps of the counti-y. He was satisfied of Char- lie's truthfulness, and gave him a pass lor himself and the two ladies. He was right- ly termed " good Charlie." Refusing' to Volunteer in the Uebel Army. In the same prison with Parson Brown- low and other Unionists in Temiessee, was a venerable clergyman named Cate, and his three sons. One of them, James Mad- ison Cate, a most exemplary and worthy member of the Baptist church, was there for having committed no other crime than that of refusing to volunteer in the rebel army. He lay stretched at full length upon the floor, with one thickness of a piece of carpet under him, and an old overcoat doubled up for a pillow, — and he in the agonies of death. His wife came to visit him, bringmg her youngest child, which was but a babe. They were re- fused admittance. Parson Brownlow here put his head out of the jail window, and entreated them, for God's sake, to let the poor Avoman come in, as her husband was dymg. The jailer at last consented that she might see him for the limited time of fifteen minutes. As she came in, and Refusing to Volunteer. looked upon her husband's wan and ema- ciated face, and saw how rapidly he was sinking, she gave evident signs of faulting, and would have fallen to the floor with the babe in her arms, had not Parson B rushed up to her and seized the babe. Then she sank down upon the breast of her dying husband, unable to speak. When the fifteen minutes had expired, the officer came in, and ui an insulting and peremjitory manner, notified her that the interview was to close. ' Entombment of a Virginia Loyalist. Mr. John A. Ford, a respectable mer- chant of Petersburg, Va., having expressed a Avish that the Boston troops had killed " fourteen or fifteen hundred '' of the mob PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 107 in Baltimore, instead of " fourteen or fif- teen," was soon after waited on by an ex- cited crowd of people, who demanded to know if he had used this language. He replied in the affirmative, whereupon a cry was raised of " shoot him ! hang him ! kill him ! " and demonstrations were made to carry out the demand of the excited mob. Meantime, however, it had become quite dark, of w^liich some friends of Mr. Ford, fellow members of a Masonic Lodge, took advantage, in dragguig Mr. Ford out into an open store, through wliich h'e was urged uito an alley-way in the reai", while the crowd in the street who had lost sight of him, were clamorously in search. A friend and Masonic brother accompanied him rapidly through the alley, and con- ducted him to the only place of safety Avhich probably could have concealed him — a tomb in his family burial ground ! Taking the key from the vault hastily from his pocket he opened it, urged Mr. Ford in among the coffins, locked the door upon him, and quickly disappeared. That night and the following day every place and by-place in the town was ransacked in the eager search of the mob for the victim who had so terribly and so narrow- ly escaped their clutches. They finally concluded that he had been spirited away, and relaxed their vigilance. Meantime Mr. Ford remained undisturbed, vnth darkness and the dead. There were sev- eral bodies deposited there — far less feared, however, by him than the living. At three o'clock the following Monday morning, the train w^as' to leave for Rich- mond. At an earlier hour, Mr. Ford's protector and friend came to deliver his friend from the charnel house, where, for two nights and a day, he had fasted with the dead. He was faint and w^eak from exhaustion, but the emergency lent him strength. While his friend went for liis daughter, a litle girl seven years of age, Mr. Ford wended his way cautiously and alone to the depot. Here they met again, and when the train rolled out of the sta- tion on its way north, Mr. Ford sat on one of the car seats, with his child wrapped closely in his arms. Arriving at Richmond, he attempted to procure a ticket, but was told that no passenger could leave for the North, unless exhibit- ing a pass from Governor Letcher. With many misgivings, Mr. Ford (it was still early in the morning,) Avended his way to the executive mansion. He represented , to the Governor that Ins business called I him out of the State, and desired creden- ; tials which would enable him to continue , the journey. Mr. Letcher asked no ques- tions, but promptly made out the papers I and handed them to him, by the aid of ' which he in due time arrived in Wash- ington. TJnwilling' to Forfeit his Right to Escape. One of the prisoners at Fort Warren, Boston, managed to escape about the time he was sent there from Fort Lafayette. He then enlisted in the navy under an assumed name, in the hopes of being placed upon a vessel from which he could escape, and join his friends at the South. Finding that his chances of success in this project were small, and not wishing to serve against the Confederate States, he revealed his true name, and the fact that he had escaped from custody, whereupon he was sent to Fort Warren. Col. Dim- mick, of that institution, had an interview with him, and told him that he might have the same privileges as the other prisoners, if he would give his parole of honor not to attempt to escape again. The man hesitated a moment, and then frankly re- plied : " No, Colonel, I cannot do it ; if I make the promise I shall feel bound by it ; but really, I cannot consent to give up the right to escape if an opportunity occurs." The Colonel told the man that if he did not give his parole, he should put him where escape would be impossible, but he remained spunky, and was placed m close confinement. 108 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. Left to Dine Alone. A person from Baltimore, temporarily a resident in the city of Boston, invited five of bis friends to dine at the house of a female relation, — which invitation was duly accepted. On going to the dinner table, the party found the rebel flag topping a piece of ornamental pastry, in the centre of the festive board. The insult was at once no- ticed by the guests, before they were seated, and, as it appeared, by all of them nearly at the same moment. Not a word was spoken, but every man left as by a mutual impulse, and the Baltimore seces- sionist had to dme alone. Next morning he was waited upon for an explanation of his misconduct, but his disci'etion had prompted him to take the first westward train for home. Circumstances alter Principles. An anecdote is told of a Union officer, by Prentice, which is somewhat illustra- tive of the fact that circumstances not only alter cases but principles also. The gentleman in question was a violent Re- pubhcan, and both before and after going into the army opposed, with all the zeal and ability of wliich he was capable, the Crittenden Compromise. At the battle of Chickamauga, when our routed wing was falling back in great disorder, and the mass of the enemy pushing forward with a shower of shell, grape, canister and musketry, this officer, Avho was in the midst of the deadly torrent, and who stut- tered somewhat in his speech, tui'ned to a fellow-soldier and said : "' G-g-g-george, if G-g-g-govemor Crit- tenden were to r-r-r-rise up now f-f-f-from his g-g-g-rave, and offi^r me the C-c-c-crit™ tenden com-com-compromise, by I would take it ! " Old Cotton Beard and his Girls. Among those who took the oath of al- legiance to the United States Govermnent, may be named Mr. V. B. Marmillon, one of the richest and most extensive sugar planters in the whole valley of the Mis- sissippi. He refused, however, to work his plantation, unless he could have his own negroes returned to him. He had about fifteen hundred acres of cane under cultivation, but his whole family of plan- tation hands left him and went to New Orleans, reporting themselves to the Union officer. Among them could be found every species of ^nechanic and artisan. They were called up and informed that the Govermnent had taken possession of their old master's crop, and that they were needed to take it off, and would be paid for their labor. All consented to return ; but next morning, when the time came for their departure, not one of them would go. One of them said : " I will go any- where else to work, but you may shoot me before I will return to the old planta- tion." It was afterwards ascertained that Marmillon, whom they called " Old Cotton Beard," had boasted in the presence of two colored girls, house servants, how he would serve the hands when he once more had them in his power. These girls had walked more than thirty miles in the night, with all the risks of personal safety stai'ing them m the face, to bring the in- formation to their friends. The hands were set to work elsewhere. Conciliatory Mesmerism. General Garfield aptly illustrated, by the ibllowing quotation from an old Eng- lish nursery rhyme, the policy of those extra-bleached and super-superior patriots who sought to put down the rebellion with conciliatory mesmerism : "Tliere was an old man who said, how Shall I flee from this horrible cow ? I will sit on the stile And continue to smile, Which may soften the heart of this cow." PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 109 Circulation of Union Proclamations in South Carolina. Lieutenant Magner, of General Sher- man's staff; accompanied by Dr. Bacon, of the Seventh Connecticut, was detailed by General Sherman to perform the rather delicate duty of conveying to the rebels, mider a flag of truce, his proclamation, which was addressed to the loyal citizens of South Carolina, invitmg them to return to their homes and promising them protec- tion. The bearers were placed ashore in the cutter, under a flag of truce, accompa- nied by anegi'O, who was picked up while as- cending the river, and who, being acquaint- ed with the country, was to act as guide. ]Mules were found, and, led by the negro, they proceeded into the country, and after penetrating about ten miles they were met by a Rev. Mr. Walker, a Baptist clergy- man, formerly of Beaufort. To their in- quiries, whether there were any rebel camps in the vicinity, he informed them that the camps they were looking after were a number of miles on, and advised them not to proceed further, as he did not deem it prudent or safe. They were not quite satisfied, however, witli the information he gave, as his conduct was somewhat suspi- cious, and they inquired of the negro guide as to the distance. He informed them that it was about half a mile further on They concluded to proceed. They iiad continued about half a mile further on, when they were met by two rebel offi- cers, one of whom bore a white handker- chief on an oar, which he had brought from a small boat in a creek near by, in which they had evidently come They proved to be a First Lieutenant and a Second Lieutenant from a Charleston company. The object of the mission was explained by the bearers of the flag, and they were politely informed that there tvere no " loyal citizens" in South Carolina, and that their mission was fruitless. The business being; completed, a luncheon was pariakeu of, which was furnished by the bearer of the flag ; the mules were fed by order of the rebel officers. During the lunch, Lieuten- ant Barnwell, one of the scions of thb aristocratic stock of South Carolina, made his appearance and joined the company. He was excessively haughty and disttun in his demeanor, and appeared to regard himself as one of the most important per- sonages the Avorld had yet produced. During the conversation he haughtily and impertinently inquired : " Have you permission, sirs, to return ? " Naturally enough the question was re- garded as insulting, and Dr. Bacon quietly replied : " I have already communicated with your superior officer." This sarcastically worded reply effectu- ally squelched the upstart, and he sub- sided immediately thereafter. Letting- tliem Judgre by the Times. A good story is told of an old patriot who was employed at the Kentucky Mili- tary Institute as a fifer. The old fellow had served in the Northwest, in the sec- ond war Avith Great Britain, taking a part in the battle of the Thames and other fights. During the secession tornado which at first swept over Kentucky, the cadets at the Institute, becommg affected with the fever, talked pretty severely against those devoted to the stars and stripes. Our old veteran listened, but said nothing. One evening he went into a room, and was observed to be in something of a passion. He paced backward and forward, saying nothuig, and refusing to answer all ques- tions At last he pulled out his fife, and, sitting down, sent forth Yankee Doodle with its shrillest strams. Then he played Hail Columbia, and then The Star Span- gled Banner, until the whole premises were made alive to the jubilant sovuids, — the tears meanwhile rolling down his aged and weather-beaten cheeks. Concluding the last named exhilarating melody he jumped to his feet, and exclaimed : " Noio, 110 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES B^ THE REBELLION, 'em, I guess they knoAV which side Tm on \" Old Hickory's Three Swords ajid Three Injunctions. Among the multiplied testimonials that honored the glorious career, civU and mili- tary, of Andrew Jackson, were the three magnificent swords presented to him — one by the State of Temiessee, another by the citizens of Philadelphia, and a third by the riflemen of New Orleans. By his will the General bequeathed the first of these swords to his nephew and adopted son, Andrew Jackson Donelson ; the sec- Jackson end to his gi-andson, Andrew Jackson ; and the third to his grand-nephew, Andrew Jackson Coffee. The clause relative to the first runs thus : — "Seventh — I bequeath to my well-be- loved nephew, Andrew J. Donelson, son of Samuel Donelson, deceased, the elegant sword presented to me by the State of Tennessee, tvith this injunction, that he fail not to use it, when necessary, in sup- port and protection of our glorious Union, and for the protection of the constitutional rights of our beloved country, should they be assailed by foreign enemies or domestic traitors." That same Andrew J. Donelson did fail thus to use tlie sword thus received from his great kinsman, and even ranged him- self at the side of those very " traitors " who fought to destroy both the glorious Union and the Constitution itself. Again: " I bequeath to my beloved grandson, Andrew Jackson, son of Andrew Jacksoiv, Jr., and Sarah, his wife, the sword pre- sented to me by the citizens of Philadel- phia, with this injunction, that he will always use it in defence of the Constitu- tion and our glorious Union, and the per- petuation of our Republican system.'' This same Andrew Jackson, thus hon- ored by his patriotic gi-andfather, put him- self in the ranks of the traitors, aiding by his influence and his money the conspiratoi-s Avho sought the overthrow of that same " Republican system." And again : " To my grand-nephew, Andrew Jack- son Coffee, I bequeath the elegant sword presented to me by the Rifle Company of New Orleans, commanded by Captain Beal, as a memento of my regard, and to bring to his recollection the gallant ser- vices of his deceased father, Gen. John Coffee, in the late Indian and British Avars, under my command, and his gallant con- duct in defence of New Orleans in 1814 '15, with this injunction, that he wield it in protection of the rights secured to the American citizen under our glorious Con- stitution, against all invaders, whether Jor- eign foes or intestine traitors." Where, then, was Andrew Jackson Cof- fee, when the Union was in its life and death struggle ? He, too, was among the traitors, and the sword placed in his hands for the "■ protection of the rights secured to American citizens under our glorious Constitution," was pointed at the hearts of loyal men ! Broadbrim's Method -with Secessionists. A secession minister comes into the store kept l)y a Quaker, and talks loudly against the country, until Broadbrim tells him he must stop or leave the store. The clerical brawler keeps on, till the Quaker tells him he will put him out of the store if he does not go out. " What," exclaimed the minister, •' I thought you Quakers did PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL. ETC 111 not fight." " The sanctified do not fight, but I have not been sanctified yet ; and 1 will put thee out of the store in a minute ! " The minister fled from the wicked Quaker. Badge of Treason in a New York Ball Boom. Quite a flutter in the political world was occasioned by a little act wliich trans- pired at a convivial gathering in New York, one winter's evening in 1863. The Marquis of Hartmgton, a young gentle- man from England, had been traveling for some months in this coimtry, and had rmi the lines to Richmond. In returning, his comptuiion, or one of them, was taken, and imprisoned. The Marquis was more for- tunate, and escaped. Before sailing for England from New York a masquerade was given by a gen- tleman of the city, to Avhicli the young man was invited. While chatting with a ' domino ' (one of the characters assumed by a lady in the masquerade,) the wearer insisted that he, the JMarquis, should wear a rebel badge upon his coat. He refused, good Immoredly. She pressed. He de- clmed. At last die said, " Well, then, at least , while you are talking with me." It was the old story : " The woman tempted me, and I did yield." She paraded her triumph through the rooms until meeting suddenly his guide, philosopher, and friend, that gentleman said abruptly to the Mar- quis, as his eye fell upon the badge, " Good God ! my good fellow — you must'nt do that ; " and exhorted him in the most strin- gent way to remove the badge. The young man obeyed ; but not of course until it was known throughout the rooms that he had plainly displayed a badge which was inexpressibly offensive to the feelings of every loyal heart in the house. There were several officers of various grades present. General McClellan was one of the guests. It was therefore not surprising that a little later a young oflftcer, whose only knowledge of that badge was that it was the sjTubol of the murder of liis friends and the attempted ruin of his country, brushed violently against the Mai-quis. That gentleman, thinking prob- ably that it was an inadvertence, took no notice of the collision. But upon its repe- tition, when the intention was palpable, he turned, and said, " Well, sir, what am I to understand h\ that?" " Y^ou know very well whalf it means." was the prompt and crisp reply. At the same instant friends interfered, and begged that if any difficulty were pend- ing, its consideration should be deferred un- til the morning. The gentlemen assented. Before the morning full explanations were made, and wlien the two gentlemen met at the club-house an understanding satisfac- tory to both sides concluded the af&ir. A few days afterwards the Marquis sailed for England. It was a proceeding which grossly in- sulted every loyal American in the rooms ; and it is not to be doubted that the host — a conspicuous member of the gayer circles of the city — took occasion to inform the light-headed youth of the great abuse of courtesy and hospitality of which he had been guilty. If the host himself had been dining a few years since at the house of the Marquis of Ilartington's father — an English duke — and had said or implied (as he certainly never would have done), intentionally or miintentionally, that he hoped Great Britain, which was then con- tending for India in the persons of the children and brothers and friends of the company at table, would not succeed ; or if he had Avorn at table the colors, had there been any, of Nena Sahib — if there had been a single gentleman present whose son had been massacred in that war, it is not rash to presume, despite British phlegm, that the offender would have left the dining-room more rapidly than he enteird. Senator Lane and the Stagre Driver. A story is told of Senator Joseph Lane, of Oi'egnn, which will bear repetition. 112 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION Accounts of the Senator's pro-southern sentiments and movements preceded his return from the Congressional session of 1861, and, it is said, rendered him very unpopular ; particularly after the attack on Fort Sumter. When he reached the shores of the Pacific, he began to feel his unpopularity in various ways ; hut no re- mark that was made to him and in his hearing was more cutting than that of a stage driver with whom he had entered into conversation without disclosing his name. In the course of his talk the Sen- ator took occasion to remark that he con- sidered himself the worst-abused man in the State. " Well, I don't know about that," replied the driver ; " but if you are any worse than that rascal, Jo. Lane, God help you." Loyal Breeze from Port Hudson. In order to enjoy a sight of the fleet of busy steamers at Port Hudson, soon after the capture of Vicksburg, a Union gentleman took a station on a cliff, com- manding a fine view of the newly-con- quered territory and of the Union flags, as their graceful forms waved sharp and clear against the blue sky. While thus sta- tioned, a rebel Captain gaily dressed, came up to the gentleman and said, thoughtful- "•It is a long time. Sir, since we have seen so many vessels lying there." "Yes, Sir, and I am glad of it, for your sake as well as ours." "How so?" asked the Captain, in a somewhat surprised tone. " Because it looks to me very much like the begimiing of the end ; and that is what we all wish to see." " The end is very far off yet," he con- tinued, in a proud manner ; " In the first place I do not believe, even now, that Vicksburg is lost to us ; and you never yet knew a rebellion of such magnitude to fail in achieving its object." " Nor did you ever know a rebellion so causeless and unnatural to succeed. If you were like the Poles or Circassians and we Russians, trying to crush out your existing nationality — if this were a war of religion or races, I could imagine it lasting through many, many years. But it is not so. In- stead of trying to crush out your national- ity, Ave are merely fighting to prevent you from crushing out our mutual one ; and every acre, every liberty we save from destruction, is as much yours as ours. War for such a cause was never waged before, and therefore camiot last. When a few more decisive successes like the present shall have proved beyond all doubt to the Southern people that the cause of separa- tion is utterly hopeless, I think we shall all be glad to meet again as citizens of a common country, greater for the very ordeal through which it has passed, only difference will be that Slavery- cause of all this trouble — \vill have during the progress of the war." '" We shall see," said the Captain, either imwilling or unable to maintain his posi- tion further ; " I suppose you Avill allow we defended our position here well ?'' " Too well,' was the answer ; 'I think a great many good lives, on both sides, might have been saved by sooner surren- dering a place which, it nuist have been evident, you could not possibly retain." " We should have done so," he candidly avowed, "only we were all the while hoping for reinforcements." The -the died Familiar Chat about Generals. President Lincoln expressed his ti'oubles to a gentleman who was visiting him on a certain occasioii, in the following lan- guage : " The military men, it seems to me, will keep me in trouble all the time on their account. One day Senator Lane, of In- diana, calls on me and asks me why I don't give Lew. Wallace a command. I tell him that Halleck says Wallace is of no ac- count, and ought not to have a command. He goes at me then, and says Halleck isn't worth a cent, and oughtn't to have a com' PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, lis mand. Halleck wants to kick Wallace out, and Lane wants me to kick Halleck out." " Well," said the visitor, " I'll tell you how to fix it to the satisfaction of both parties." '* How is that ? " inquired the President. " Why. kick 'em hotli out," was the re- ply- " No," said ]\Ir, Lincoln, '• that won't do. I think Halleck is a good man. He may not be — of course ; I don't know much about such things I may be a judge of good lawyers, but I don't know much about Generals. Those who ought to know, say he is good.' " Well," said the visitor, '' if you don't know, you ought to know ; and if the peo- ))le don't know^ that Halleck is a fool, they think they do, and it's all the same.' Pen with which the Emancipation Proclama- tion was Signed. The identity ot the pen with which the Emancipation Proclamation was signed by President Lincoln cannot be made good. This appears from the statement of a geu- tleman who happened to be in Washington a few days after the signing of that paper, and who, by appointment, had an interview with President Lincohi. on matters of offi- cial business. Just after he had entered the room and taken a seat. Mr. Lincoln opened and read aloud a letter from a Boston gentleman applying to him for tne pen with which he signed the proclama- tion, and stating, m glowing words, what gi'eat value he sliould place upon it, could he obtain the prize. The President remarked, after he had read the letter, that he did not think he could comply with the request of the writer, as he Avas not sure which of his pens was the right one. He knew it w^as one of a lot (this w^as the -word) of a dozen or so, and he would do the best he could. To finish lip the matter, Mr. Lincoln — ac- cording to custom — told a story He asked the gentleman at his side if he had ever read or seen a book or story called Squi- bob, and went on to give some accomit of it. But the point of the story was that Squibob was asked by some one for his autograph, wdiich was sent with the re- mark that " it must be genuine, for it was written by his brother-in-law." "When will the War End ? This question was answered by a little miss at one of the school examinations in Troy, in a maimer that did credit to her intelligence and loyalty — her head and heart. After the exercises of the after- noon had concluded, the Principal stated that he should be pleased if the committee would examine the class in reference to matters of recent history, such as the events of the present war, — to show that they kept their eyes and ears open, and were posted in matters transpiring around them. One of the Committee said to the President of the Boai'd of Education, avIio was conducting the exercises, "Ask 'em when the war will end. Guess that will puzzle 'em." Mr Kemp, in his blandest tones, said to the class — '"It is asked, by a visitor, ' when this war will end.' Can any of you answer the question?" LTp went a show of hands, as at least fifteen boys and girls manifested a willing' ness to solve the problem that statesmen, financiers and politicians were supposed to have puzzled over in vain. '■ You may answer," said President Kemp to a bright-eyed little girl near him : '• When will the war end?" Rising from her seat, the little patriot, in a clear unfaltering voice, with enthusi- asm flashing from her eye, answered : " When the rebels lay dowp their arms and sue for peace ! " The gentleman who had suggested the inquiry said • " I guess we won't have any more questions," '-We are all loyal iu this school,' was the comment of the Prin- cipal, echoed by the large audience pres- ent. 114 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, Swear him in, and let Mm go! A characteristic story is said to have been told by General Butler, one day, in Wash- ington. The General, speaking of the farce of administering the oath to cap- tured rebels, and then turning them loose, related an incident that occurred at For- Swear hiDi. &c tress Monroe. A scouting party having captured and brought in a live rattlesnake, a question arose as to the disposal to be made of the dangerous customer, when a partially intoxicated soldier hiccoughed, " — him ! swear him in, and let him go ! " "Mudsills" on the Sacred Soil. Mr. Orpheus Kerr, of the '• INIackerel- ville Brigade," relates his experience with the soldiers of the Potomac army as fol- lows : I never really knew what the term " mudsill " meant, my boy, until I saw Capt. Bob Sliorty on Tuesday. I was out in a field, just this side of Fort Corcoran^ trimming down the ears of my gothic steed Pegasus, that he might look less like a Titanic rabbit, when I saw aj)proaching me an object resembling a brown stone monument. As it came nearer, I discov- ered an eruption of brass buttons at inter- vals in front, and presently I observed tlie lineaments of a Federal lace. " Strange being ! " says I, taking down a pistol from the natural rack on the side of my steed, and at the same time motion- ing towards my sword, which I had hung on one of his hip-bones, "Art thou the shade of Metamora, or the disembodied spirit of a sandbank ? " " My ducky darling," responded the eolian voice of Capt. Bob Shorty, " you behold a mudsill, just emerged fi*om a liqui- fied portion of the sacred soil. The mud at present inclosing the Mackerel Brigade is unpleasant to the personal feelings of the corps, but the effect at a distance is miique. As you survey that expanse of mud from Arlington Heights," continued Bob Shorty, " with the veterans of the Mackerel Brig- ade wading about m it up to their chins, you are forcibly reminded of a limitless ])lum-puddmg, well stocked with animated raisms." "' My friend," says I, " the comparison is apt, and reminds me of Shakespeare's happier efforts. But tell me, my Pylades, has the dredging for those missing regi- ments near Alexandi-ia proved success- ful?" Capt. Bob Shorty took the mire from his ears, and then, says he : " Two brigades were excavated tliis morning, and are at present building rafts to go down to Wasliington to get some soap. Let us not utter complaints against the mud," contmued Capt. Bob Shorty, reflec- tively, " for it has served to develope the genius of New England. We dug out a Yankee regiment from Boston first, and the moment these wooden-nutmeg chaps got their breath, they went to work at the mud that had almost suffocated them, mixed up some spoiled flour with it, and are now making their eternal fortunes by peddling it out for patent cement ! " Davis's Chairs in Readiness for Ulysses. During the siege of Yicksburg, some of the Sixth Missouri Cavalry visited the former residence of " President " Davis, and found the blacks all very much alanned 1' A r IM U T 1 C , POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 115 at the near approach of General Grant, who they believed would immediately devour them. The frightened creatures aj^ked numberless questions of the boys, as to what they should do to appease him if he should visit them. The boys told them the General was not very frightful, and if they would assemble in the yard and give him three cheers, when he made his appearance, they Avould be safe. They Avere very much amused on returning, to tind that the darkeys had nicely swept a place under the tree in the yard, and had set there three of the best chairs the man- sion afforded — presuming that " cheers " meant chairs, — in reacliness for the great Ulysses. The best part of thi^ joke is not given, viz., the reply which Grant made when the joke-loving General was informed of said preparations to receive him. John Wells's "Idee" as to Splitting the Union. At one of the stations on the Georgia Central Railroad, ^Sherman's men came across an old man named Wells — a very original character, — who was formerly a depot-master on that line. He was a shrewd old man, and seemed to understand the merits of tlie war question perfectly. They say, (remarked the old man,) that you are retreating, but it is the strangest sort of retreat / ever saw. Why, dog bite 'em, the neAvspapers have been lying in this way all along. They allers are whipping the Federal armies, and they allers fall back after the battle is over. It was that ar' idee that first opened my eyes. Our army was allers whipping the Feds, and we allei-s fell back. I allers told 'em it was a — humbug, and now by — , I know it, for here you are right on old John Wells's place : hogs, potatoes, corn and fences all gone. I don't find any faidt. I expected it all. Jeff. Davis and the rest (he continued) talk about splitting the Union. Why, if South Carolina had gone out by herself, she would have been split in four pieces by this time. Splitting the Union ! Why, — it, the State of Georgia is being split right through, from end to end. It is these rich fellows who are making this war, and keeping their precious bodies out of harm's way. There's John Franklin, went through here the other day, ruiming away from your army. I could have played dominoes on his coat tails. There's my poor brother, sick with small-pox at INIacon, working for eleven dollars a month, and has'nt got a cent of the — stuff for a year. 'Leven dollars a month and eleven thousand bullets a minute. I don't believe in it, Sir. My wife (added the old Georgian) came from Canada, and I kind o'thought I would some time go there to live, but was allers afraid of the ice and cold ; but I can tell you this country is getting too cussed hot, for me. Look at my fence rails a-burning there. I think I can stand the cold better. I heard as how they cut down the trees across your road up country and burn the bridges ; why, dog bite their hides, one of you Yankees can take up a tree and carry it off, tops and all ; and there's that bridge you put across the river in less than two hours — they might as well try to stop the Ogeechee, as you Yankees. The blasted rascals who burnt this yere bridge thought they did a big thing ; a natural born fool cut in two had more sense in either end than any of them. To bring back the good old time, (he concluded) it'll take the help of Divine Providence, a heap of rain, and a deal of elbow grease, to lix things up again. Oath-Taking: in St. Louis. The St. Louis newspapers published long lists of the persons in that city who took the oath of allegiance to the Govern- ment in compliance with General Halleck's recommendation. Some of them append- ed remarks to their signatures. The fol- lowing is an instance : — Truman M. Post, pastor of the First Trinitarian Congregational church of St. il6 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, Louis. " As a minister of the GospeJ, and a trustee of a State charity, 1 recog- nize the fitness of the call on me for my oath of allegiance. Cordially and grate- fvdly do I give in this my adhesion to my country in this hour of terrible trial, re- garding it as the scource of innumerable blessings to myself, and the millions ot my countrymen, and fully believing the present attempt to destroy it to be a curse against both God and men, against the present and future, aganist ourselves and the lumian race, with hardly a parallel in the history of the world." That was good text and comment for every lover of his country and his race. Knotty Argument for Secession Ladies. Quite an entertaining dialogue occurred one day in the Governor's office in Nash- ville, Tennessee, between Governor Jolm- son and two secession ladies of that city, ^\'ho came to comjjlain of the occupation of a residence belonging to the Confeder- ate husband of one of the ladies by a United States officer. The conversation was substantially as follows : — Lady. — I think it is too dreadful for a woman in my lonesome condition to have her property ex])osed to injury and destruc- tion. Gov. — Well, Madam, I will enquire into the matter, and if any injustice has been done, will try to have it corrected. But your husband, you admit, has gone off with the rebels, and you abandoned your dwelling. Lady. — My husband went off South, ijecause it was his interest to do so. You mustn't find fault with anybody for taking care of himself these times. You know, Governor, that all things are justifiable in war. Gov. — Well, Madam, it appears to me that this broad rule of yours will .justify taking possession of your house. Accord- ing to your maxim, I don't see any reason for helping you out of your difficulty. Lady. — Oh ! but I didn't mean it tliat May. Gov. — No, Madam, I suppose not. I will try to be more generous to you than your own ride would malie me. I do not believe in your rule that " all things are justifiable in time of war." But that is just what you rebels insist upon. It is perfectly right and proper for you to vio- late the laws, to destroy this Government, but it is all wrong for us to execute the laws to maintain the Government. The secession ladies looked around in various du-ections, and seemed to think that they had opened a knotty argument on a dangerous subject, with a very brist- ling adversary. Ileavnig a long sigk they retired. " Come from 'Grinny, Sure ! " At Point Lookout, where the Union army encamped, the blacks were nearly all from Virginia. Some, however, ran in there from the State of Maryland, pre- tending to liave come from Virginia, that thus they might not stand anj- chance of being returned, in any contingency. On a certain occasion, a rich Marylander came down to the Point, to look after one of his boys ; finding liim, he said, " Jack, you rascal, what are you liere for."' Jack very coolly replied, " Who be you. Massa ? I never seed you 'fore.' " Yes you have too, you lying scamp, I raised you and you must go home with me." " Yah ! yah ! Massa nebber can don fool dis nigger. I's come from ' gimiy, sure," replied the darkey, and utterly refused to know his old master at all. General Marston Mas asked to send the negro back, but respect- fully declined, and " Massa" M^ent off one darkey short. Literal ''Stump" Speech of a Soldier. One o'i the attendants at the great Union meeting held in Troy, Miami coun- ty, Ohio, duiing the gubernatorial canvass betM'een Vallandigham the anti-M^ar can- didate, and Brough the Union Republican candidate, M'as a returned soldier m'Iio liad lost one leg at Vicksburgh. He was wel- coiihmI by liis tVieiids, and one of tlicin — a PATRIOTiC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 11' Vallandigluim devnocrat — entering into conversation with the soldier, remarked, ' ■ You were a Democrat when you enlisted, and I suppose you have come back a Dem- oc'-jit." The soldier replied, " Yes, I was a Democrat when I left, and I am a Dem- oci'ut still. ' •' That's right ! " replied his friend, triumphantly; " and of cour.-e you will vote for Vallandigham," — looking around to gain the attention of the crowd to the answei-' It came. " My God ! how can I ? " said the soldier, as he raised his eyes to the crowd, and put his hand on the unhealed stump of his leg. Was not that an eloquent '• stump" speech ? Bog-US Yankee Leg-islature in Georgia. Wlien the Twentieth Corps of Sher- man's grand army of invasion through (ieoi-gia marched into the capital of that State, to the music of the Union, the offi- cers, to the number of about one hundred, assembled at the Senate chamber, called the roll of the House, appointed a speaker and clerks, and opened the ' Legislature' with prayer, the facetious chaplain pray- ing for the overthrow of the Confederate Government, the return of Georgia to the old Union, fine weather and little fighting on their march to the coast, and conclud- ing with, " All of which is respectfully submitted." A lol)by member very gravely arose in the gallery, and asked if this honorable body would hear from the gallery. Half an hour's discussion followed, and on a parliamentary division, it was decided that the gallery should be heard Rising with all the dignity and polish of a Chesterfield, he quietly put his hand in a side pocket, drew out a flask, placed it to his lips, replaced it in his pocket, and resumed his seat. The Speaker. — I must raise a point of order. I believe it is always customary to treat the Speaker. Lobby Member. — I beg the pardon of the honorable House for my thoughtless- ness. I believe it is customary to treat the Speaker. Here he produced the flask, and pro- ceeded : ' Yes, I beg to inform the House that I shall treat the Speaker — respect- fully.' The flask dropped into his pocket and he into his seat, amid cheers from the gal- lery and smiles from the horiorable Speak- er's colleagues. After the organization of the Legisla- ture the question of reconstructing the State was taken up and discussed for some time, with all tlie gravity conceivable, by the Yankee ' r-epresentatives ' from the various counties. The result of the de- liberations was that the State was led back like a conquered child hito the Union, and a committee appointed to kick Governor Brown and President Davis at their most accessible point — which committee retired, and soon after returned and reported that they were animated by a progressive spirit, but that the articles upon which they were to exercise their pedal extremi ties were non est. The Legislature adjourned after the style of Governor Brown's Legislature of the previous Friday — by taking a square drink and a handful of " ho"rnuts." Tableau Political. In a letter dated from Murfreesboro', N. C, January twenty-second, 1862, is a description of a tableau given there for the benefit of the soldiers. It must have it-s place among the political olla podrida of the war of the rebellion : — We should not do justice to the tableau unless we were to describe the first scene. A young gentleman representing King Cotton, sat upon a throne resembling a bale of cotton. Down on one side of the throne sat a representative of the ebon race, with a basket of cotton. The king held a cotton cloth as a sceptre, and one of his feet rested on a globe. Around him stood young ladies dressed in Avliite, ^v\t\\ scarfs of red and white looped .on the .118 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. shoulder with blue. On their heads they wore appropriate crowns. These repre- sented the Confederate States ; IVIissouri and Kentucky were guarded by armed soldiers. While we were gazing on this picture a dark-haired maiden, robed in black, with brow encircled by a cypress-wreath, and her delicate wrists bound by clanking chains, came on and knelt before his maj- esty. He extended his sceptre, and she arose. He waved his wand again, and an armed soldier appeared with a scarf and crown, like those worn by her sister States. He unchained tliis gentle girl at the bidding of his monarch, changed her crown of mourning for one of joy and lib- erty, and threw the Confederate flag across her, — raised the flag over her and led her forward ; then Kentucky advanced, took her by the hand, and led her into the ranks. Need we tell you who this maiden of sable garments was intended to repi'esent ? We leave that to be understood. If your readers cannot divine, it is owing to our description, and not to the scene. The ceremony was performed in pantomime. The representative of Virginia had in- scribed on her crowm, ' Mater Herorum ; ' and North Carolina wore on her brow a white crown, on which was the word "Bethel.' Both of these States were represented by their own daughters. President Washington's Summary Dealing with Kebellion. When the Whisky Insurrection bi-oke out in the eastern counties of Pennsylva- nia in 1794, Washington said. "If the laws are to be so trampled upon with im- punity, and a minority, a small one too, is to dictate to the majority, there is an end put at one stroke to republican govern- ment." Washington issued his proclamation on the 7th of August, 1794, declaring that, if tranquillity were not previously restored, on the first of September force would be employed to compel submission to the laws. On the same day he made a requi- sition for twelve thousand men, afterward increased to fifteen thousand. He ap- pointed Governor Lee, of Virginia, to the chief command, and Lee marched with the fifteen thousand men in two divisions. This great military array, says the histo- rian, extinguished at once the kindling elements of a civil war by making resist- ance desperate. Every thing that Washington said and did at that period became of singular in- terest to those who lived in the times of the grea,t Southern Kebellion, just two generations following. In writing of the soldiers to Governor Lee he speaks of " the enlightened and patriotic zeal for the Constitution and the laws, which had led them cheerfully to quit their families, homes, and the comforts of a private life, to undertake and thus far to perform, a long and fatiguing march, and to encoun- ter and endure the hardships and priva- tions of a military life. No citizen of the United States can ever be engaged in a service more important to their country. It is nothing less than to consolidate and preserve the blessings of that revolution which at much expense of blood and treas- ure, constituted us a free and independent nation." When the disturbance was quelled, he said : " It has afforded an occasion for the people of this country to show their ab- horrence of the attempt and their attach- ment to the Constitution and the laws; for I believe that five times the number of militia that Avas required would have come forward, if it had been necessary, in support of them." Governor Lee, of Virgmia, was tlie "Light Horse Harry" of the Revolution — peculiarly dear to Washington, who in youtli had loved Lee's mother before her marriage. He was also the father of General Robert E. Lee, the great Con- federate chieftain in arms against that same Constitution and those laws. Could General Lee doubt where Washington, PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 119 had he been alive in 1861, would have been found ? Would he have been found standing side by side with the Virginian Lee, striking deadly blows at the heart and life of bis country ? Same old Planter's Crotchet. To General Mitchell and his brave troops belongs the distinguished honor of being the first Federal commander to pen- etrate to the great Charleston and Mem- phis railroad, and the first to break through the enemy's line of defence, ex- tending from Chattanooga to Corinth. A strong Union feeling was discovered by the Nationals as they entered the State of Alabama, but it was mingled with the usual Southern political crotchet of State ■sovereignty, and the duty of submission thereto. One old Gentleman, a planter, with an extensive estate, expressed the views of the majority of the people of Madison county. Said he — "It seems like tearing ovit my heart, to give up the old Union, but when Ala- bama voted to separate, I thought it my duty to sustain her." " But," said his Union interlocutor, "Alabama, in attempting to break up the nation, did what she had no right to do." "Ah," responded the old gentleman, " passion and prejudice blinded our eyes to that truth." "Are you then willing,' he was asked, "to see the aathonty of the National Gov- ernment restored ? " " Yes, and to pray from this time forth that all her people may be willing to re- turn to their allegiance." This final answer of the old planter in- dicated his resolution to abide by the ac- tion of his State, whether the majority of her people became loyal or remained treasonable. It was the old planter's blind- ing and blundering crotchet, as it was of the South generally, among the planters. "Old Zack " and his Son-in-Law. When the usujil committee was ap- pointed by Congress to wait vipon Genei-al Taylor, the President-elect, and announce to him his election by the people as Chief Magistrate, an incident occurred which the events of 1861 served strongly to recall in the minds of those who were knowing to it. It was doubtless with a courteous intent that those who moved the springs in this little matter induced Congress to appoint as chairman of that committee Jefferson Davis, — his previous domestic relations with General Taylor suggesting him as an acceptable medium ; though, had the public been as well informed as the pri- vate mind, such a choice would have been the last adopted. The duty in question is, of course, only a form, to be fulfilled with the gravity and the grace adapted to the occasion, but calling for no display of rhetoric, and no assumption of ofiicial dig- nity ; it is simply a constitutional observ- ance, whereby the representatives of the nation testify to the result of the ballot, and state the same to the successful can- didate. General Taylor's want of oratorical ac- complishments, liis aversion to display, his modest demeanor, and his conscientious- ness, were known as well as his bravery and patriotism, and would have been deli- cately respected by a thorough gentleman in the discharge of this simple duty, which needed for its performance only quiet courtesy and respectful consideration. Instead thereof, Jefferson Davis, enter- ing the hotel parlor, where General Tay- lor was seated, with the aspect of a quiet, honest old farmer, threw back his shoul- ders, turned out Iiis right foot, and ■^'ith precisely the air of a complacent sopho- more, began a loud harangue about the " highest office in the gift of a free people," the " responsibility of an oath," and other rhetorical platitudes ; — the needless pitch 120 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, of his voice and dogmatism of his empha- j the spot, and standing for several minutes sis, the complacency and elaboration of apparently fixed to the place, hastily turned and left the chamber, exclaiming that he could stand it no longer, for he "felt his Fourth of July rismg too fast." Would that all whose names are familiar with the scenes enacted in that Chamber in 1861, had been susceptible to the spell of that same orreat name. Witnessing and Dying' for the Trutli in Mis- sissippi. About fifty miles from Natchez, Missis- sippi, lived an unflinching Union man. During the Avar, his residence was ap- proached by an armed gang of guerillas, his manner and assumption of his tone, in connection with the meek attitude and deprecatory air of his auditor, made the tableau resemble a prosecutor and prisoner at the bar. The difference of age and the former relations of the parties, (Davis having by a runaway match married Gen- eral Taylor's daughter, who died a few months after,) and the utter novelty of the good old man's position, made the scene, to say the least, a flagrant violation of good taste not less than good feeling. It was one of those unconscious and therefore authentic revelations of charac- ter, which reveal a man's disposition and temper better than a biography. Though ostensibly doing him honor, the speaker seemed to half defy the gray-haired sol- dier, whose eyes were cast down, and wliose hands were listlessly ^ folded — to challenge, ^ as it were, Avith his fluent self-confidence ^^^Ml ^ the uneloquent but '\[\ _^, intrepid man of ac- tion, and ungracious- ly make hiin feel hoAv alien to his habits who soon succeeded in securing him as a and capacity Avas the arena to Avhich pop- J prisoner, and told him, that if he did not immediately and ui their presence, recant his former sentiments, and take an oath that he never by Avord or deed would again faAor the principles that he had were in session m the State House at j formerly all along adhered to, his fate Annapolis, in 1861, a number of soldiers j would be instant death. His reply Avas: entered the ante-room and inquired if the ! "In the sight of God and man, I am Senate Chamber Avas not the place where clear of the crime of treason to so glorious General Washington once stood? An a nation as this Avas till your A\ncked and selfish designs have caused it to be what it is; and Avhile I draw the breath of life, I intend never to give my children cause to brand me as a traitor." They then replied that they had a long AVitnessmg and D3'ing for the Truth. ular enthusiasm bad elevated hnn Mag-ic of "Washington's Name. While the disunion Senate of Maryland employee of the house ansAvered that it was, and slioAved one of them as near as he could the veiy spot Avhere Washington stood Avhen he resigned his commission. The young man reverently approached PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 121 tune had h'ln under their special notice, and tliat the words he had now uttered fixed their determination to make an ex- ample of him, in order that his doom might serve as a warning to others. Whereupon they immediately killed him, in sjiite of" the entreaties, the agony and utter despair of his grief-stricken wife, and in the pres- eoice of herself and children. Turning to the widow, they gave her ten days to get inside of the Yankee lines, and if she fa'led to do so, she would share the fate of her husband, — after which they rode away, leaving her to her'gloomy fore- bo^l-ngs and lonely wretchedness. The cries and sobs of her fatherless children fell in doleful accents upon her ear, which added, of course, still more to lier Avretched state. The sense of duty that she was now under to her children, together with the fortitude that woman is not unfre- quently known to exhibit in extreme cases of peril, nerved her to the task of con- signino; her husband to his blood-wet a;rave. And then, remembering the words of his murderers, their parting threat also to her self, she procured an ox team, and after a trip of a few weary days, such as may easily be imagined, she arrived in Natchez, where she sold her oxen, and by the assist- ance of the Government procin-ed trans- portation to her kindred in Indiana. Union Men Safe in South Carolina in Jack- son's Day. What a scene it would have been, — said Edwa'' 1 Everett in one of his speeches before the citizens of Boston in the autumn of 1864, — to witness the flash of President Jackson's eye and to hear the thunder of his voice, Avhen he heard of the attack on Sumter. What that scene would have been, the following anecdote of ' Old Hick- ory,' as related by Mr. Everett, will pretty fairly show: When the nullification phren- zy was at its height in South Carolina, the Union men in Charleston sent a deputaton to Washington, to inform the President that they were daily tlu-eatened with an outbreak, and did not consider their lives safe. Scarcely waiting to hear the words uttered, the General sprung to his feet, and with a voice and a look of almost superhuman energy, exclaimed. Kilward Everett " The lives of Union men not safe, while Andrew Jackson is President! Go back to Charleston, and tell the nullifiers that if a hair on the head of a Union man is harmed, that moment I order General Coffee to march on Carolina with fifty thousand Tennessee volunteers, and if that does not settle the business, tell them (he added with an attestation that need not be repeated) that I will take the field myself with fifty thousand more." Purg-ing- the Prayer-Book. The venerable Judge Pettigru, for four score years one of South Carolina's noblest names, continued, to the day of his death, to bear witness to the value of the Union against the traitors who surrounded him. He had no faith in the practicability of their measures, and predicted from them the worst results to the State and the country. One day, while attending church, where, by his presence, he for so many years showed that the character of a states- man was most complete when religion gave it grace and solidity, he found that the ser- vices were purged (by nullification) of the usual prayer for the President of the Uni- ted States. The stern old patriot rose 122 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, from his seat and left the church, thus giv- ing a silent but most pointed rebuke to treason in its most rampant locality. General Paine's Conversation -writh the "Wife of a Secessionist. General Paine, with fifteen himdred men, occupied the town of Mansfield, Ken- tucky, to the great delight of its loyal citi- zens. It is a place situated twenty-eight miles from Paducah, containing one thou- sand inhabitants and many fine residences and public buildings. Soon after taking possession. General Paine and his staif went to make a call upon Mr. John Eaker, an old resident of the town, and one of the wealthiest rebels in it. They all walked into the parlor and took seats, when the General turning to Colonel Mc- Chesney, said : — " Colonel, you Avill occupy this room as your head-quarters, allowing Mrs. Eaker and fomily the privilege of remaining in the house ten days, when she, her family and husband, if he can be found, will re- port to me at Paducah, and I will furnish them transportation to New Orleans, and thence to Central America, where they will live hereafter." " Madam, Mr. Eaker has been our ene- my ; he has done all that he could to de- stroy the Government of the United States — that Government which has raised him in the lap of luxury, giving him slaves, rich crops, tobacco warehouses — all that his heart could desire, and did he, could he, think that he could raise his two sons and send them out to murder that Gov- ernment, and yet go unpunished ? Is it possible that he could have been so insane ? Now, madam, I want you to send your husband word to report himself to me im- mediately, and I will spare his life and let him go with you ? " " General, won't you write to him ? " " No, madam, I have no correspondence Avith rebels, except at the cannon's mouth. You put your boy on a horse and send him to him to-day, and tell him that he is to pay Major Bartling. Provost-Marshal at Paducah, the sum of ten thousand dollars, which is the fine I have levied upon liim. This money, madam, is to go to make up a fund that I am raising from you rebels, from which to pay something toward the support of the widows and orphans your husband has made. Five thousand of it will be paid to the widow Happy. You know, madam, how the old man was led out in the front yard, across the street there, and shot dead! not for having wronged any human being — no, not for this, — ^but because, and only because, he was unconditionally true to his Govern- ment. Oh ! madam, it makes the blood boil to think of these things." " General, I have a very sick child in the other room, and don't think I can pos- sibly move with it. Won't you let me visit my friends, five miles above Paducah ? I have a daughter living there." " No, madam, I cannot ; think of the four thousand widows in Illinois — think of their little orphan children coming to me for help and jirotection ! You must go with your husband. God and nature have ordained that woman hnks her fate with her husband, for weal or woe. You have shared his prosperity, you have sympa- thized with him in his rebellion, and now you must abide with him in his exile. I am sorry to say these things, to you, mad- am, but the outraged law must be aveng- ed. How can you expect to live in a country you have robbed and murdered as you have this ? Did you think that the hand of justice would never reach you ? Madam, you will pack your trunks, take all your silver plate, and your linen, bed- clothes, all your ready money, (except the ten thousand dollars which I fine you,) but your heavy goods, such as that elegant bedstead, and this sofa, you cannot take : it would cost too much to freight them. All your lands and tobacco will go to the United States, and this will be the end of John Eaker, liis estate and family, in the United States ; and you will not go alone, PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 123 madam, one hundred families from Graves county will go with you — these rebels who cannot live under our Government must go out of it. And, madam, for every day your husband i-efuses to report to me after to-day, I shall increase his fine five hun- dred dollars." Then turning to Colonel McChesney, the General said : " Colonel, I want you to act as com- mander of this post. You must levy on as many men, white or black (not soldiers) as you may need, first to sink a well that shall supply all your wants ; then repair this railroad, so that trains can run regu- larly to Paducah ; after that, you will send your cavalry out with instructions to rebel farmers who have been raising crops to feed the southern army, to bring all their hay, corn and oats, and fat cattle in here, iuid send to Paducah all the grain and provisions you collect, so that I can oper- ate my whole disti'ict free of cost to the Government. For I tell you, Sir, these rebels must pay the cost of this war, pay five hundred dollars for every widow they make or cause to be made, support and educate the orphan children of our soldiers, and fuially go to Central America, South ^Vmerica, or the jungles of Africa, to eat the apple of their discontent, and die de- pised of men.' '• Good morning, madam." " Good moi-nino;, sir." colonial state. Calhomi said, " Yes, pretty much ; but it would be forced upon them." Mr. Adams inquired whether he thought if, by the effect of this alliance, the popu- lation of the North should be cut off from its natural outlet upon the ocean, it would fall back upon its rocks, bound hand and foot, to starve ; or whether it would retain its jDOwer of locomotion to move South- ward by land. Mr. Calhoun replied that in the latter event it would be necessary for the South to make their communities all military. Mr. Adams pressed the conversation no farther, but remarked, " K the dissolution of the Union should result from the slave question, it is as obvious as anything that can be foreseen of futurity that it must shortly afterward be foUoAved by a univer- sal emancipation of the slaves. A more remote, but perhaps not less certain con- sequence would be the extii-pation of the African race on this continent by the grad- ually bleaching process of intermixture, where the white is already so predominant, and by the destructive process of emanci- pation, which, like all gi-eat religious and political reformations, is terrible in its means, though happy and glorious in its end." John Qiuincy Adams Foretellingr the FutTire to Calhoiin. One day, during the debate upon the Missouri bill in Congress, Mr. Calhoun, the great South Carolina leader, remarked 1o John Quincy Adams that he did not think the slave question, then pending in the nation's councils, would produce a dis- solution of the Union ; but if it should, the South would, from necessity, be compelled to form an alliance, offensive and defensive, with Great Britain. Mr. Adams asked if that would not be returning to the old Hard-Up for a Blacksmith. On the 4th of March, 1864, the citizens of Fort Smith, Arkansas, raised a palmet- to flag in town, and one of the soldiers, private Bates, company E, First cavalry, went out and climbed up the tree upon which the flag was suspended, took it down, and brought it into the garrison. Captain Sturgiss ordered him to take it and put it back where he got it. He said he never would The Captain ordered him to the guard house, and in going he tore the flag in pieces. He was then ordered to be put in irons, and was sent to the black- smith shop for that purpose ; but the smith, a citizen, refused to put them on, and he was discharged in consequence. D com- pany, First cavalry, farrier, was then order- I2i THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION ed to put them on, and he refused, and was also sent to the guard-house. E com- pany, First cavalry, farrier, then put them on. The soldiery gave three shouts for Bates, and for the blacksmiths who refused to put the irons on. Reading the Amnesty Proclamation at "Buzzard's Roost." "When Sherman's men were climbing the sides of " Buzzard's Roost," in their gallant and successful movement at that point, the rebels attempted to resist the advance by rolling down heavy stones from the cliffs and rocky sides of the mountain. The following story is told of the occasion, on the authority of a staff officer : A corporal of the Sixty-fourth Illinois halloed to the rebels, and told them if they would stop firing stones he would read to them the President's Proclamation. The offer was at first received with deri- sive yells, but they soon became quiet, and the corjxjral then read to them the Amnesty Proclamation. When he came to some part they did not approve, they would set up a fiendish yell, as if in defi- ance, and then sent down an installment of rocks by way of interlude. But the cor- poral kept on in spite of such uncivil de- monstrations, and finished the document, when there was another outburst of yells, mingled with laughter, and the old busi- ness of tumbling do\vn the rocks and firing was again resumed. That corporal de- served an appointment as President Lin- coln's Secretary-at-large, Ofl&cial Farewell to General Scott. An event of profound interest to the country occurred Oct. 31st, 1861, namely, the resignation of Lieutenant-General Scott, the veteran commander-in-chief. Tliis was o^vuig to his advanced years and va- rious bodily infirmitieSo The request, on sucli grounds, could not, of course, but be complied with, and General McClellan was f.t unce notified that he had been selected as the successor of the late Commander- in-chief. The President, accompanied by every member of the cabinet, now visited Gen- eral Scott at his own residence, and read to him the order of retiracy, accompanied •with highly eulogistic expressions of the national gratitude for his brilliant services in times past, and regret at the necessity of officially parting with liim. The aged General stood up, and with him rose the President and the members of the cabinet. Deeply affected by the occasion, the old veteran said : " President, this hour overwhelms me. It overpays all services I have attempted to render to my country. If I had any claims before, they are all obliterated by tills expression of approval by the Presi- dent, with the remaining support of his cabinet. I know the President and his cabinet well. I know that the country has placed its interests in this trying crisis in safe keeping. Their counsels are wise : their labors are as untiring as they ai'e loyal, and their couree is ihe right one." After these few words, overcome by emotion, and tottering from the effects of wounds and infirmities, the old hero sat down. The President and each member of his cabinet now bade farewell to the General and retired. Preaching the Sword— and Using It. The following telegraphic correspon- dence passed between a mother in Balti- more, and her son, the pastor of a church in Boston : Baltimore, April 17th. My Dear Son : Your remax-ks of last Sabbath were telegraphed to Baltimore, and published in an extra. Has God sent you to preach the sword or to preach Christ ? Your MotheRo Boston, Aprd 22d, My Dear Mother : " God has sent" me not only " to preach the SAvord," but to PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 125 L'SE IT. When this Governinent tumbles, look amongst the ruins for your Son. Irish Military Imagination. The following took place at a flag pre- sentation in the Army of the Cumberland, May 1, 1863. The Hag was presented to the Fifteenth Indiana Volunteers (on be- half of the young ladies of Hascall, Indi- ciua,) by the chaplain, and received for the regiment by General Wagner. The regi- ment was in line, and the rest of the bri- gade assembled to witness the ceremony. The General, in the course of his speech, said : '• Tell the young ladies of Hascall that when the war is over their then sanctified gift shall be returned to them, unless torn to shreds by the enemy's bullets." "An' thin we'll take 'em back the pole !" cried an Irishman in the regiment. The brigade, officers and men, created a breach of discipline by laughing immod- erately, and Pat received a pass to go to town next day. Brownlow Prefers the " Direct" Route to Hell. Parson Brownlow, at that time editor of the Knoxville (Tenn.,) Whig, was re- quested by General Pillow, in the early part of the secession movement, to act as chaplain for that General's brigade in the rebel service. The Parson replied in his usual scathing and trenchant rhetoric, as follows : ^ Sir — I have just received your message through Mr. Sale, requesting me to serve as chaplain to your brigade in the southern army : and in the spirit of kindness in which this request is made, but in all candor I return for an answer, that when I shall have made up my mind to go to hell, I will cut my throat and go direct, and not travel round by way of the Southern Confederacy." one time, to the rebel movements in that State, especially as it was known that John C. Breckinridge, one of the political idols of the Kentuckians, would, under certain cn-cumstances, be found on the conspirators' side. During the session of that body, there appeared one day m the Legislative Hall, a patriarchal old farmer from a neighboring county, — one of that kind for whom Kentucky has an instinct- ive veneration, — -who uncovered his snowy Legislative Scene for a Painter. The secret schemes of secession under- taken by certain members of the Ken- tucky legislature gave great impetus, at John C. Breckinridge. locks and sat down. At the first lull in the debate, he rose slowly and said he had a word to say, but was aware it was out of order for him to speak before the legislature while in session. His dignified and venerable appearance arrested atten- tion, and " Go on ! " "Go on ! " from sev- eral voices, seemed to keep him on his feet. Again expressing his diffidence at speaking out of propriety — "• Hear \ hear ! " i-esounded generally over the room. The members' curiosity as well as respect for the appearance and manner of the man, was up, and a silence followed the " Hear ! hear ! " when the old hero de- livered the following eloquent but laconic speech : " Gentlemen ; I am delegated by my county to inform you, that if you hold a secret session here, as you threaten to do, not one stone of this capital will rest upon another twenty-four hours after — good 126 THE BOOK OF AMECDOTES OF THE EEBELLION. day," and he left. Alas ! that those words were derided, as they were, by that band of misguided men, and that Breckinridge, voluntarily fallmg from his high estate, should at last find himself an outlawed fu- gitive on a foreign shore. George Peabody Kepudiating- the Hebel CoTTTmissioner. Mr. Dudley Maim, one of the repre- sentatives of the rebel cause in England, waited in behalf of that cause on our countryman Peabody, who happens to hold some $300,000 of repudiated Missis- sippi Bonds, on which there is due more than $600,000 of interest. Mr. Mami was very magnificent and grandiloquent, but withal, prosy ; and Peabody, suffering from gout and Mississippi Repudijition. lost his temper. Shaking his clenched fist at the rebel, he said, emphatically : " If I were to go on 'Change and hunt up the suffering and starved widows and or- phans who have been ruined by your infa- mous repudiation of honest debts, and proclaim that you are here to borrow more of our gold and silver to be again paid by repudiation, (as I believe it is my duty to do,) you would inevitably be mobbed, and find it difficult to escape with your life. Good morning, Sir." and took possession of the depot and cars. He inquired of the bystanders where the engineers were to be found. " There goes one," a man replied. Colonel Kmsman hailed liim, and he approached. A con- versation ensued, which showed some. thing of the quahty of the more demon- strative secesh. Stating the Exact Alternative. The active operations of General But- ler's army in Louisiana were confined, at first, to sudden incursions into the enemy's country, either for the purpose of rescu- ing Union men, who were threatened by their neighbors with destruction, or of breaking up camps and roving gangs of guerillas. The guerillas were numerous, enterprising, and wholly devoid of every kind of scruple. The first dash by the Federals into the inhabited comitry was made by Colonel Kinsman, who went fifty miles or more up the Opelousas railroad to bring away the families of some Union men who had fled to the city, asking pro- tection. He crossed the river to Algiers, stating the Exact Alternative. "Are you an engineer ? " asked Colonel Kinsman. " Yes." " Do you run on this road ? " " Yes." "How long have you been on tliis road ? " " Six years." " I want you to van a train of cars for me." " I won't run a train for any d — Yan- kee." "Yes you ■nail." " No I won't." " You will, and without the slightest accident too." " I'll die first." " Precisely. You have stated the exact alternative. The first thing that goes wrong, you're a dead man. So march along with us." The man obeyed. Upon getting out of hearing of his townsmen, he appeai'ed PATlilOTIC, POLITICAL, CIYIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 127 more pliant, and the conversation was re- sumed. " What is yom- name."* " " Pierce." " Pierce ? Why that is a Yankee name. Where were you born ? " " In Boston." "Are you married ? " " Yes." " Where was your wife bom ? " "At East Cambridge." " How long have you been at the South ? " "About six years." "And you are the man who would'nt run a train for a ' — Yankee.' You are, indeed, a ' — Yankee.' Go home, and see that you are promptly on hand to-morrow morning." He was promptly on hand in the morn- ing, ready to run the train for his con- demned countrymen. But as competent engineers were found among the troops, it was thought best not to risk the success of the expedition hj trusting the renegade, and the objects of the party were accom- plished without his aid. Senator Douglas's Last Messag-e to his Sons. For a considerable time previous to his death, Senator Douglas Avas in a semi- Mrs. S- A. Douglas. conscious condition ; but on the morning ■ of that event his mind and energies rallied somewhat. Lying at apparent ease in his bed, but with the marks of death upon his pale countenance, Mrs. Douglas, Avho sat, soothing him gently, by his bedside, painfully aAvare that the di-eadful moment of final separation was approaching, asked him what message lie wished to send to his sons, Robert and Stephen, Avho were then students at Georgetown. He an- SAvered not at first, and she tenderly re- peated the question. He then replied with a full voice, and emphatic tone — " Tell them to obey the laAvs, and sup- port the Constitution of the United States." -♦ Death Preferred to the Southern Oath. John Beman, a watchman on board one of the Western steamers, was deliberately hung at Mound City for his patriotic fidel' ity to the flag of his adopted country. He was a native of Norway, came to this country more than fifty years ago, and lived in Boston, where his children still reside. He was first examined by a " committee," Avas proven to have said that he hoped Lincoln Avould come down the ri\'er and take CA^ery thing ; that he Avould die rather than live in the South- ern States, and much more of the same sort. The committee proposed to forgive him if he Avould take an oath to support the Southern States. He indignantly re- pelled the proposition, and said he would die first. Fmding that he was determined, beyond all appeals, they thrcAV a rope over the limb of a tree, and, stringing the venerable patriot up tAventy-five feet, they left him to a halter's doom. Nature in Council upon the Union. The Rev. Bishop Ames, of the Metho- dist Episcopal Church, Avhile preaching in his usvial fervid mamier at a "Western camp-meeting, remarked that there had been one grand Union Convention, the proceedings of which had not been I'eport- ed by telegraph. Said the eloquent Bish- op : " It was held amid the fastnesses of the everlasting hills. The Rocky IMouu' 128 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION tains presided, the mighty Mississippi made the motion, the Alleghany Moun- tains seconded it, and every mountain and hill, and river and valley, in this vast country, sent up a unanimous voice — Re- solved, That we are one and mseparable, and what God hath joined together, no man shaU put asunder." "Nothing- agin the Old Flag." After the battle of Fort Donelson, one of the rebel prisoners was asked if he Avas not ashamed to iight against the Union, and the Government which had done so much for them. He replied, "I never fought agin the Union, and I never will." " What then were you doing at Fort Don- elson?" "I hugged the ground closer nor ever I did before in my life." " Yes," peeped up a little shrill voice by his side, " and you ran three miles to get out of the way. You ran until you got tired and then sat down and rested, and ran ao-ain." "Were you forced into the army ? " " Wal, no, not exactly forced ; I knew I would be, so I j'ined. 1 thought Id feel better to go myself! " " What do you expect to gain by the rebellion?" " We find our leaders have lied to us. Oar big men wanted to get rich and get into office, and so they have got us mto this mess by their lies. We have nothing agin the old flag. All we want is our constitutional rights, accordmg to the in- strument under which our forefatliers lived. They told us the election of Lin- coln would deprive us of these, and we believed them. But we now know that they were lies." Calhoun's Escape from the G-allows. The relative position of the National Government and South Carolina, and of the President of the United States and John C. Calhoun, in the winter of 1833, placed the latter in great personal peril, which his friends perceived and tried to avert Among others consulted on the subject was Letcher, of Kentucky, Clay's Avarm personal friend. He knew that South Carolina must yield, on some terms, to the authority and power of the National Government, and he conceived the idea of a compromise by which, in so yielding, she might preserve her dignity. He pro- posed it to Mr. Clay, who, sincerely desir- ing reconciliation, entertained the idea, and submitted it to Webster. The amaz- ing intellectual plummet of the latter had fathomed the turbid waters of Nullifica- tion deeper than had even the brilliant Kentuckian, and he instantly said : " No ! — it will be yielding great princi- ples to faction. The time has come to test the strength of the Constitution and the Government." He was utterly opposed to compromis- ing and temporising measures with a rebel- lious faction, and told Mr. Clay so ; and from that time he Avas not approached by those who Avere Avilling to shield conspira- tors from the SAvord of justice. Mr. Clay drcAv up a compromise bill and sent it to Mr. Calhoun, by Mr. Letcher. Calhoun objected to parts of the bill most decidedly, and remarked that if Clay knew the nature of his objections he Avould at least modify those portions of the bill. Letcher then made arrangements for a personal intervicAV betAveen these eminent Senators, Avho liad not been on speaking terms for some time. The imperious Clay demanded that it should be at his own room. The imperilled Calhoun consented to go there. The meeting was civil but icy. The business was immediately en- tered upon. The principals Avere unyield- ing, and the conference ended Avithout results. Letcher now hastened to Presi- dent Jackson and sounded him on the sub- ject of compromise ; " Compromise ! " said the stern old man, " I Avill make no compromise Avith traitors. I wiU have no negotiations. I will exe- cute the laws. Calhoun shall be tried for- treason, and hanged if found guilty, if he does not instantly cease hia rebellious course." PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL. CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 129 Letcher now flew to M'Dullie, Calhoun's anient t'riend, and alarmed him with a startling picture of the President's wrath. That night, after he had retired to bed, Letcher was aroused by a Senator from Louisiana, who informed him that Jackson would not allow any more delay, and that C'allioun's arrest might take place at any hour. He begged Letcher to warn Cal- houn of his danger. He did so. He found the South Carolinian in bed. He told him of the temper and intentions of the President, and the conspirator was much alarmed. Meanwhile Mr. Clay, and Senator Clay- ton, of Delaware, had been in frequent consultations on the subject. Clayton had said to Clay, while the bill was lingering m the House, '' These South Carolinians act very badly, but they are good fellows, and It is a pity to let Jackson hang them ; " and advised him to get his compromise bill referred to a new committee, and so modify ii as to make it acceptable to a majority. Clay did so, and Clayton exerted all his influence to avert the calamity which hung over Calhoun and his friends. He assem- bled the manufacturers who had hurried to the capital Avhen they heard of the compromise bill, to see whether they would not yield something for the sake of conciliation and the Union. At a sacri- fice of their interests, these loyal men did yield, and agreed to withdraw all opposi- tion to the bill, and let it pass the Senate, providing all the nuUifiers should vote for certain amendments made by the Lower House, as well as for the bill itself. The nullifiers in committee would not yield. The crisis had arrived. The gallows was placed before Callioun. Clayton earnestly remonstrated with him. Finally, they concluded to vote as Mr. Clayton demanded, but begged that gen- tleman to spare Mr, Calhomi the mortifi- cation of appearing on the record in favor of a measure against which at that very time, and at liis instance, troops were being raised in South Caroliaa, and because of which the politicians of that State were preparing to declare their secession from the Union. Mr. Clayton would not yield a jot. Calhoun was the chief of sinners in this matter, and he, of all others, must give the world public and recorded evi- dence of penitence, whatever his mental reservations might be. " Nothing- would be secured," Mr. Clayton said, " unless his vote appeared in favor of the measure." The Senate met; the bill was taken up; and the nullifiers and their friends, one after another, yielded their objections on various pretences. At length, when all had acted but Mr. Calhoun, he arose, pale and haggard, for he had had a most terri- ble struggle. He declared that he had then to determine which way he should vote, and at the termination of his brief remarks he gave his voice in the affirma- tive with the rest. It was a bitter pill for that proud man to swallow. The alterna- tive presented to him was absolute humili- ation or a course that would brine: him to the gallows. He chose the former. With that act fell the great conspiracy to break up the government of the United States in 1832. Minister Faulkner and the Emperor Napo- leon on Secession. The following interesting conversation took place on New Year's day, 1861, be- tween the Emperor of the French and Mr. Faulkner, United States Minister to the French Government. The conversa- tion possesses a special interest in view of the fact that Mr. Faulkner, on his return home became himself an avowed and in- fluential secessionist, participating inti- mately in the counsels of the leadmg con- spirators. After the usual greetings, the Emperor said : "What is the latest intelligence you have received from the United States.'' Not so alarming, I trust, as the papera represent it ? " " Like most nations, Sire," replied Mr. Faulkner, " we have our troubles, which 130 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION have lost none of their coloring, as de- scribed in the European press." " I hope it is not true that any of the States have separated from the General Confederation," added Napoleon. " The States still form one common government, as heretofore. There is ex- citement in portions of the Confederacy, and there are indications of extreme Ch:is. J. Faulkner measures being adopted by one or two States. But we are familiar with the ex- citement, as we ai'e with the vigor, which belong to the institutions of a free people. We have already more than once passed through commotions wdiich would have shattered into fragments any other gov- enmient on earth ; and this fact justifies the inference that the strength of the Union will now be found equal to the strain upon it." " I suicereiy hope it may be so," re- joined the Emperor, "and that you may long continue a united and prosperous people." Such a Sight as Thrills the Nerves. The vestry of Grace Church, Episcopal, in New York, was desirous that an Ameri- can flag should A\ave from the very apex of the spire of that magnificent structure, the height being two hundred and sixty feet from the ground. Several persons offered to midertake the dangerous feat, but on mounting by the interior staircase to the highest wdndow in the steeple, thought they would scarcely have nerve to undertake it. At last, William O'Don- nell and Charles McLaughlin, two young painters in the employ of Richard B. Fos- dick, of Fifth avenue, decided to make the attempt. Getting out of the little dia- mond-shaped window about half way up, they climbed up the lightning rod on the east side of the spire, to the top. Here one of the men fastened the pole securely to the cross, although qviite a gale was blow- ing at the time. The flag thus secured, the daring young man mounted the cross. and, taking off his hat, calmly and grace- fully bowed to the immense crowd which were watching his movements from Broad- way. As the flag floated freely in the air, they burst into loud and repeated cheers. It was a sight to tluill the nerves of any patriot. Clerical Prisoners of State. An event occurred one day during Gen- eral Butler's career in New Orleans, which brought that officer into such direct col- lision with the Episcopal clergy, that New Orleans was not considered by the Gen- eral large enough to contain both partie- in the controversy. On a Sunday moniing, early in October, Major Strong entered the oflftce ol the General in plain clothes, and said : '"I have'nt been able to go to church since we came to New Orleans. Tlds morning 1 am going." He crossed the street and took a front seat in the Episcopal church of Dr. Good rich, opposite the mansion of General Twiggs. He joined 'm the exercises with the earnestness wliich was natural to hi devout mind, until the clergj^man reached that ])art of the service where the prayer for the President of the United States occurs. Thai prayer was omitted, and the minister invited the congregation to spend a few moments in silent prayer. The young officer had not previously heard PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 131 of this mode of evading, at once, the re- quirements of tlie church and the orders of the commanding General. He rose in his phice and said : " Stop, sir. It is my duty to bring these exercises to a close. I came here for the purpose, and the sole purpose, of worship- ping God ; but inasmuch as your minister has seen fit to omit invoking a blessing, as our church service requires, upon the President of the United States, I propose to close the services. This house will be shut within ten minutes." The clei'gyman, astounded, began to remonstrate. " This is no time for discussion, sir," said the Major, The minister was speechless and indig- nant. The ladies flashed wrath upon the officer, who stood motionless with folded arms. The men scowled at him. The minister soon pronounced the benediction, the congregation dispersed, and Major Strong retired to report the circumstances at liead-quarters. This brought the matter to a ci'isis. General Butler sent for the Episcopal clergymen, Dr. Leacock, Dr. Goodrich, Dr. Fulton, and others, who were all ac- customed to omit the prayer for the Presi- dent, and pray in silence for the triumph of treason. The General patiently and courteously argued the point with tliem at great length, quoting Bible, rubricks and history, with his wonted fluency. They replied that, in omitting the prayer, they were only obeying the orders of the Right Reverend Major-General Polk, their eccle- siastical superior The General denied the authority of that military prelate to change the liturgy, and contended that the omission of the prayer, in the peculiar cir- cumstances of the time and place, was an overt act of treason. " But, General," said Dr. Leacock, " your insisting upon the taking of the oath of tdlegiance is causing half of my church members to perjure themselves." *' Well," replied the General, " if that is the result of your nine years' preaching; if your people will commit perjury so freely, the sooner you leave your pulpit the better." After further conversation, Dr. Leacock asked : " Well, General, are you going to shut up the churches ? " "No, sir, I am more likely to shut up the ministers." The clergymen showing no disposition to yield. General Butler ended the inter- view by stating liis ultimatum : " Read the prayer for the President, omit the silent act of devotion, or leave New Or- leans prisonei's of state for Fort Lafay- ette." They chose the latter — Dr. Leacock,. Dr. Goodrich and Mr. Fulton — and were duly shipped on board one of the trans- ports. Curiosity of Rebel Soldiers to hear President Lincoln's Message. A few days after the publication of the President's message and Amnesty Procla- mation, the fact of its promulgation having been made known to the rebel pickets of the Army of the Potomac, they man- ifested great curiosity to hear it, and one of the Union soldiers consenting to read it to them, quite a considerable party collected on the opposite bank to listen. Wliile it was being read the utmost silence and at- tention were observed by the listening rebels ; and after it was finished one of them called out, " We'll go back to camp and tell the boys about it." Papers had been frequently exchanged by the pickets, but about this time the rebels told our men that their officers did not like them to get our papers, as " there was nothing encour- aging in them." Slidell's Consolation. In one of the great imperial soirees at Biarritz, one of the courtiers of the Em« pire, seeing the emissary Slidell alone crossing one of the reception parlors, ex- 132 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION claimed : "Ah, Mr. Slidell ! you may show yourself as niucli as you please ; you will never be recognized." " I beg your par- don," said the Southern diplomat, " I have been recognized long since for a patriot ; a few more Southern victories and I will be called the i-epresentative of a great nation. As to you, Sir, I acknowledge, you are too well known to need recognition ; and this is what consoles me for not bemg recog- nized!" Bah! rather more precious than flocks of slaves, " alone in his glory." Handsome Rebuke from an Alabamian. A highly instructive as well as amusing incident took place in a business house on one of the principal streets of Nashville, Tennessee, while a colored regiment Avas marching along to the music of the national airs. Several gentlemen wei"e looking on the parade, among tliem a Avealthy planter of Alabama, the owner of a large ninnber of slaves. One of the group stepped out to the door, looking on tor a few minutes. and then indignantly turning on his heel, addressed himself to the grave Alabamian, to the following purport', " Well, I'll be d — if that is not a burn- ing disgrace, which no decent white man can tolerate. Isn't that nigger regiment too gi'eat an insult ? " The Alabamian jumped to his feet, and replied, while his eyes flashed fire : " Sir, there is not a negro in that regi- ment wlio is not a better man than a rebel to this Government, and for whom I have not a thousand times more respect than I have for a traitor to his country. I think that the best possible use the Government can make of negroes is to take them and make them fight against tlie rebels. No traitor is too good to be killed by a negro, no weapon too severe to use against the wretches who are endeavoring to overthrow the Govenunento Now, Sir, swallow that, whether you like it or not " The rebel stepped off in utter amaze- ment, without uttering a syllable in reply, leaving the sturdy Alabamian, wlio cher- ished the jewel of patriotism as something John Minor Botts "befrwreen 'Svro Fires. Wliile the Third Indiana cavaby were engaged in one of the bloody skirmishes which fell to their lot in Vu'ginia, Major McClure, seeing a hale-looking, oldish gen- tleman in a doonvay by the roadside, hailed him, and inquired : '" Which way did the rebel cavalry, that a moment since passed here, go?" "Sir," was the reply, "I am under parole to the Confederate Govern- ment to tell nothing I see. But, Sir, my name is John Minor Botts — as devoted a Union man as the world can find. I ]iut no 'ifs' nor 'buts' in the case." Political DialogTie in Camp. In the rear of General Grant's head- quarters at City Point was the camp of Head-quarters Cavalry Escort. While })assing through said camp on a certain oc- casion, a visitor overheard the folloAving dialogue-politico, coming from a group of soldiers lounging under a shelter of pine boughs : Says A. — " I tell you that a majority doriH elect the President." Says B. — " I know better ; it does elect and there ain't nothing else can elect." A. — "Well, it ain't so in our State, any how." B. — " Well, if the majority don't elect, I should like to know who does?'' A. — " Well, I'll tell you who does elect: it's the Pleurisy" B.— "The what-i-sy? What the is that?" A. — " Well, I don't know exactly, but I know it ain't the majority.'" A. was right. He only got the pleurisy for 'plurality ; that's all. Money Couldn't Buy his Vote. Up in INIorris County, New Jersey, lives old Uncle Pete, who always votes the ticket tliat bids the highest. A few even- ings before the presidential election of 1 804. PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 133 some Republicans went to liis house to out- bid some Democrats wlio had been there. But Uncle Pete intbrmed tliem he had sold his vote three days betbre to the Dem- ocrats for ten dollars. He was told tliat if he would carry his ticket and the ten dollars back to the one who gave them, and vote the Republican ticket, they would give him tiventjj dollars, which offer Uncle Pete im- mediately accepted. Just as the party had left the house they heard a couple of men coming up whom they knew to be Dem- ocrats Being convinced they were on their way to Uncle Pete's, they hid them- selves till the second party had passed into the house, and went back to listen. The Democrats had hardly become seated when Uncle Pete said : "■ Gentlemen, you called upon nv^ the other day, and offered ten dollars if I would vote the McLellan ticket. I am poor and took your money and the ticket. Here are both ; take them back — I never sell my vote ! " They tried to induce him to stick to his first promise to them, but it was no go ; for Uncle Pete said . " There is no use to talk, gentlemen. I am a Lincoln man, and have been for over ten years!'' And getting a little warmed up at the thought of the twenty dollars, he continued, " No, gentlemen, there is no use trying to change my mind, as I always vote unflinchingly on pmnciple, and money c-an't buy my vote. I am a Lincoln man, and have been a Lmcoln man all my life!" The Democrats left in disappointment, the Lincoln men of course feeling sure of Uncle Pete's vote ; — unless a higher bid came before election I Northern Present to Jefferson Davis. The editor of one of the newspapers published in Norwich, Connecticut, sent Jefferson Davis, the " President" of the then '' Six Nations," a pen-holder made from a rafter of the house in which liis forerini- ler, Benedict Arnold, was born. In closing liis letter of presentation accompanying the gitf, the editor said : — " I have taken occa- sion to present you this pen-holder, as a i-elic whose associations are linked most closely to the movement of which you are the head. Let it lie upon your desk for us** in your official duties. In the 'eternal fit= ness of things,' let that be its appropriate place. It links 1780 with 186L Through it. West Point speaks to Montgomery And if we may believe that spirits do ever return and haunt this mundane sphere, we may reckon with what delight Benedict Arnold's immortal part will follow this fragment of his paternal roof-tree to the hands in which is being consummated the work which he began." Scene at Fort Warren: Exit of Mason and SlideU. On the receipt, at Fort Warren, Boston, of the news that Messrs. Mason and Slidell were to be surrendered to the British Gov- ernment, there was general dissatisfaction among both officers and men, and expres- sions very much against their personal safety were freely indulged in ; but upon reading the very cool and logical deduction of the Secretary of State, especially the latter part of his reply, where the insig- nificance of the worth of the custody of the Commissioners in this country is as- serted, and the fact that were it essential to the welfare or the safety of the Govern- ment they would be retained at all haz- ards, a general acquiescence was as freely manifested. On the morning of their departure, the battalion was called out as usual, at 8:45, for dress parade, aiid were kept upon the parade-ground, manoeuvring slightly, till after the rebels left. The guards were strengthened to prevent any from going upon the parapets, either soldiers or pris- oners, and thus they left as quietly as a dog fiould — perhaps with not so much no- tice as a noble specimen of the NeA\"fomid- land ordinarily attracts. As they passed down to the wharf, thpv w^ere accompanied 134 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. by Colonel Dimmick, who kindly waved all ceremony at the guard-house, save to sim- l)ly turn out the guard — as our men Avere unwilling and doubtless would liave re- fused to salute the Colonel, for in thus do- ^ng, they would have had to salute the lebels ; but when the Colonel came back, i-he thii.g was done to a nicety. When taking leave of Colonel Dimmick, Mr. ]\Iason was somewhat affected, and said, " God bless you, Colonel ; God bless you ! " and cordially shook hands with him. Mrc Slidell shook hands with tlie Colonel, and said : " Under whatever circumstances and in whatever relations in the future we may meet, I shall always esteem you as a dear friend." During the morning many rebels thronged the rooms of INIessrs. Mason and Slidell to get theu* autographs, and Mr. Mason's hand was so unsteady as to be noticed through the wmdow out doors. Some of the political prisoners said to JNIason : " We hope when you get to Eng- land you will represent our case, impris- oned on this island for no offence save ditfer'ng from others m political opinions." He replied that if ever he arrived in Europe he would faithfully represent their case. Bestride our down-fairn birthdom. Each new mom New widows howl, new orphans cry; new sorrows Strike heaven on the face, that it resounds As if it felt with Scotland and yelled out Like syllable of dolour. Mr. Lincoln leaned back in his chair in the shade after this passage was pronotinced, and for a long time wore a sad, sober face, as if suddenly his thoughts had wandered from the playroom far away to where his great armies were contesting with the rebellion a vast empire. lutercedingr for her Father: Elizabeth Self and Jeff. Davis. Poor Hessing Self was one of the many- loyalists in Tennessee who were imprison- ed and barbarously treated by the rebels because of their fidelity to the Stars and Stripes. He was told that a halter was in preparation for him, only a few hours previous to the time appointed. His daughterj who had come down to admin- ister to his comfort and consolation — a most estimable girl, about twenty-one years of age — Elizabeth Self, a tall, spare-made President Lincoln at the Play of Macbeth. One evening at the Washington tlieatre, while Macbeth was being rendered upon the stage by JVlr. Wallack and Mr. Daven- port, President Lincoln was observed to be present with his little " Tad " (Thaddeus Lincoln) wiih him. It beuig Mr. Lincoln's favorite play, one could not repress a cer- tain curiosity to know — though he was familiar with them as with stump-speaking, doubtless — how certain [jassages would strike him. When the following passage between Malcolm and Macduff was pro- nounced the audience was suddenly silent as the grave ; Mai. Let us seek out some desolate shade and there Weep our sad bosoms empty Macd Let us rather Hold fas^ the mortal sword and like good men Interceding for her Father. girl, modest, handsomely attired, beggea leave to enter the jail to see her father. They permitted her, contrary to their usual custom and savage barbarity, to go in. They had him in a small iron cage, a ter- rible affair ; they opened a little door, and ' the jailor admitted her. As she entered the cage were her father was, she clasped him around the neck, and he embraced her PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 135 also, throwing his arms across her sliouUl- crs They sobbed and cried ; shed their tears and made theii' moans. When they had parted, wringing each other by the hand, as slie came out of the cage, stani- mfcriug and trying to uttex" something ui- telhgible, she lisped, the name of Mr. Brownlow, who was confined witliin the same walls. She knew his face, and he could understand as much as that she de- sired hirn to write a dispatch to Jefferson Davis, and sign her name, begging him to pardon her father. Mr. B. worded about tliis : " Hon. Jefferson Davis. — My father, Ilessing Self, is sentenced to be lianged at four o'clock to-day. I am living at home, and my mother is dead. My father is my earthly all ; upon him my hopes are centered ; and, friend, I pray you to par- don him. Respectfully, Elizabeth Self." Jefferson Davis, who then had a better heart than some of his coadjutors, inunediately resj)onded by comnuuing iiis sentence to imprisonment. Clerks of the President. Some clever patriot, anxious that things political should square a little more nicely with his ideas of the necessities of the |)ublic welfare, went to Washmgton, and there sought the occupant of the White House. He said to Mr. Lincoln, " Sir, you must get rid of Mr. Seward — throw him overboard," " Mr. Seward," said the President, " is Secretary of State. He conducts the diplomacy of the comitry. Have you read his diplomatic correspon- dence ? '" '-Yes, Sir." "Have you any fault to find with it ? " " No, Sir." "Well, Sir, he is my clerk ; I got him for that purpose." " Well, but you should throw Hlair overboard." " Sir, Mr. Blair is Postmaster General. Do you get your papers and lettei's regularly?" "Yes, Sir." Well. Sir, he is my clerk for that purpose ; and /am President of the United States." That was pretty much the idea entertained by President Jackson of his cabinet. 9 " Mr. Lincoln Forgot It ! " The capture of Mason and Slidell creat- ed intense excitement thj-oughout Europe, and in no country perhaps was this excite- ment more mercurial than ui Paris. Pub- lic opinion Avas in painful suspense in re- gard to tlie forthcoming Presidential Mes- sage, which it was supposed would contain a broad and national enmiciation relative to the event which held almost the whole world by the ears. The anxiously awaited document duly arrived, but no word did it contain about the affair of the Trent. The siu-prise of the volatile Parisians knew no bounds. A speculator at the Bourse, more spirituelle than his col- leagues, foiuid an explanation of the enig- ma : " Mr. Lmcoln forgot it ! " The word was taken up at once, and had an immense success. Here was England about to fall on the American coast with an armada such as the world had never seen, all Eu- rope was in consternation at the disasters that were to folloAv such a struggle, com- merce was already paralyzed, the funds were fluctuating like the needle of a ba- rometer before a storm, and — Mr. Lincoh). had forgotten even to speak of the circum- stance ! The joke was too chilUng ; and people swore while they laughed. Was there ever such a people on the face of the earth ? lis ne se doutent de rien / They fiddle while Rome is burning ! ♦ Examining- one of the Baltimore TJncon- querables. Considering the source from which the foUowmg narration comes — the columns of the Charleston Mercmy — it may perhaps be regarded as ' drawn rather mild,' though the veraciousness of the affiiir, even as thus given, is more than doubtful. It however gives the rebels a chance to set off the " miconquerable s^pirit of the women of Baltimore," and this is at least instructive to the student of feminine bemgmty. But to the " unconquerable" : — A Mrs. W., of Baltimore, about to pay a visit of a few days to the country, to some relatives, was driving tlu'ough the city in 136 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, her own carriage, with her trunks strapped behind Suddenly the vehicle was stop- ped by a policeman, who assured the lady she was under arrest, and would be obliged to repair immediately to the office of the Provost-Marshal. Mrs. W., somewhat indignant at the request, refused to go, alleging as an excuse, that such a public place was unfit for a lady to frequent ; she said that she would go to the Commanding General, Dix, at Fort McHenry, but if the policeman attempted to take her to the Provost Marshal she would shoot him. " As you please, madam ; I will get into the carriage and go to the fort with you." " You are mistaken," replied Mrs. W., "this carriage! is mine, and if you attempt to get into it I will immediately fire upon you." The policeman took a seat with her coachman, in whom Mrs. W. confided as her protector, and they drove to Fort Mc- Henry. On reaching the Fort, she sent for General Dix, and seeing her he said : " Madam, I do not know how to address you." " It is time you did. Sir, since I am ar- rested, I sui)pose, by your authority." "■ Madam, you look wearied ; walk into my office." Ordering some regulars to bring in the trunk and search it, the General remarked to Mrs. W. : '' This is a military necessity, madam, I would these things were not, but the Gov- ernment must be supported. ' United we stand,' }'0u know. Madam, have you any sons in the Confederate army?" " I have three. Sir." "■ Did you aid and encourage them to enlist in that service ? " "General Dix, are you a married man ? " " I am, madam." "Then ask your wife what she would have done under similar circumstances." " Madam, you look faint and weary ; let me order you some refreshments," " What ! eat here ? I, a Southern wo- man, break bread with the Yankees ? Never ! while they are the miserable foes they have proved themselves. Every daj'^ I see more clearly the necessity of an eter- nal separation. And where the dividing Ime is fixed I want a wall built so high that a Yankee can never scale it ! " The trunk break ing through the toAvn of Athens, a bright- eyed girl of foui' summers Avas looking intently at the sturdy felloAVS as they tramped by. When she saw the sun glancing through the stripes of dazzling red and on the golden stars of the flag, she " God's Flag." exclaimed, clapping her hands : " Oh, pa ! pa ! God made that flag ! — see the stars ! — it's God's flag!" A shout, deep and loud, Avent up from that column, and many a bronzed veteran lifted his hat as he passed the sunny-haired child of bright and happy thoughts, resolving, if his good right arm availed anything, God's flag should conquer. What a SAveet and happy christening the glorious ensign received from those artless lips — ' God's flag ! ' and so it is. Taking his Choice. The proffering of the Union oath of alle- giance to the people of Tennessee, in the infected districts, proved a severe expert- PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC, 141 mentum, crucis to the professed patriotism of some of the people there. As a speci- men of the amusing scenes witnessed in the provost-marshal's office, the following will illustrate the 'situation:' A surly planter presented himself, desiring to trans- fer himself or his goods to the North. " Cerfainly, sir ; " responded the mar- shal, " you will he obliged to take tlie oath of allegiance to the United States Gov- ernment." After some hesitation, and considerable inward squirming, the applicant grufHy re- marked — '•Well, I'll take it." The oath was propounded. As it was read out, the applicant's face assumed an expression of mingled surprise and indig- nation, almost sublime in its intensity. . '' Why, sir, I can not take that oath. It compels me to discountenance and discour- age secession forever." " Yes, sir." " And then it binds me to maintain the National authority over that of my own State. No, sir, I can not take that oath." " Very well, sir, there is no compulsion in the matter. But until you do, I shall be obliged to refuse you |)ermission to leave town, or to ship or receive goods by Vhe river." is not far distant. If you wish to hold us (meaning his brigade) prisoners very long, you had better send us further South, for before the month is out Memphis will be in our jiossession, and then the jVIississippi valley will be lost to you and the back- bone of the rebelUon broken." Object of the "War on the Rebel Side. On the Louisville and Nashville rail- road, when the cars were conveying the gallant Union soldiers and the rebel pris- oners, a Union officer coming along said to a Confederate chap, " Will you answer me one question ? What are you fighting for ? " " What are yous ? " was the imme- diate reply of ' Alabammy,' and some others. " That is not answering my ques-' tion. I asked you first," said the officer. At this there were mutterings of ' liberty bills,' ' abolitionists,' ' miconstitutional,' and some such expressions. " We are fighting for the rich marCs niggers" finally spoke up an intelligent-looking Corporal, in a clear-ringing and decided voice., Thero were some 'constitutional' mutterings Object of the War on the Union Side. When the train from Corinth arrived at the Memphis and Charleston railroad depot, having on board General Prentiss and a portion of his brigade captured at the battle of Sliiloh, a large crowd assem- bled to see the Yankees ; but no disrespect was shown them. On the contrar} ,, bread, cakes, pies, tobacco and cigars were given them wuhout stint. Said a rebel Colonel to General Prentiss ; "■What are the Federals fightmg /or .^" " For the restoration of the Union as it was,'' replied the General. " You don't think reconstruction is pos- sible, do you.''" continued the Colonel. "■ Yes, " said the General, "and the event R. 5L T. Hunter. j against this, on the Confederate tide of j the house, but they were entirely too fee- I ble to neutralize the impression of tnith I fulness which the Hrst remark made upoa ' all tlie crowd, both Confederates and Un ionists, '' That is all you need tc say," 1 observed the officer ; " that short sentenrx: 142 THE BOOK OP ANECDO'lES OP THE REBELLION covers the whole ground." In reply to the remark that " there would be a large number in the South who had never been in the habit of workmg before the war, whc would be found to have learned to do so since," Reb. said: "Oh, yes, one good thing about this war is that it Avill teach many of the rich, lazy fellows how to work and take care of themselves, which they never knew how to do before." Had R. M. T. Hunter's famous pronuncia- mento to the people of Vu-ginia been ac- companied with those last two lines, it would have been an antidote to his pol- ished falsifications that would have saved the " old mother State " from plunging uito a four years' war that soaked every acre of her soil with blood — yea, would have deprived the Confederacy of its first, stronsrest and most vital foothold. Investig-ation by Greneral Butler into General Phelps's Insanity. While in command at Fortress Monroe, some officers told General Butler that they had been conversuig with General Phelps, and that he (Gen. P.) was manifestly crazy. General Butler, with his charac- teristic promptness, went over at once and conversed with General Phelps, and found him as usual quite sensible. A few daj-s after that, some Vermont gentlemen ar- rived, to m-ge the appointment of General Phelps to some expedition. General But- ler said, with great solemnity, " But, gen- tlemen, have you not heard the sad re- ports of the insanity of General Phelps ? " The Vermont friends of Gen. P. were very indignant, and were denouncing the charge as malicious, when General Butler interrupted them by saying, " Stop, gen- tlemen, I have looked thoroughly into the matter of General Phelps's insanity, and find that it is only that he has become an Abolitionist two mouths before you and I." American Soldiers Then and Now. Afler the capture of Brownsville, Texas, General Banks paid an official visit to the American Consul at Matamoras. The Mexicans, having previously learned oi his intention to do so, decided to give him a public reception. A deputation was dis- patched to invite him to the Public Hall. The military were paraded, a salute was fired, and all the enthusiasm of a gala day was manifested. Speeches were made by Srs. Argues, Cartina, and others, express- ing their sympathy with the Federal cause in the United States, and their belief that the result would be favorable to the cause represented by General Banks. General Banks rejilied, hoping that Mexico would come out of her present troubles trium- phant, and, after a great many mutual ex- pressions of friendship and sympathy, the party adjourned to the office of the Ameri- can Consul. The citizens of Matamoras were highly pleased with the quiet, mias- summg manner of the American General. One poor fellow, however, seemed greatly disappointed. He was an old Mexican soldier, had fought at Palo Alto and fie- saca de la Palma. He evidently expected to see something more than human. "Ah, Senor," said he, " the Americans are not what they Avere at Palo Alto. I i-emember them well there ; their horses were larger than elephants, and the head of a mounted American reached the heavens ! " Unexpected Rehnff. Emerson Etheridge, formerly clerk cA the House of Representatives, at Wash- ington, Avas introduced to Brutus J. Clay of Kentucky, and immediately began to denomice the government. JMr. Clay, after hearing liis tempest a few moments, replied: "Well, Mr. Etheridge, this is pretty rough. Before the Avar, when I was a Democrat, I used to hear of you doAvn in Temiessee as an Abolitionist. You must have lately changed your A'ieAvs." This Avas somewhat Avilting to the retlp ing clerk, Avho supposed that he had got a man after his own heart. He plucked up PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC l-i8 courage, however, and went into another tirade. Mr. Clay, thereupon, with cahn- ness mingled with manifest mdignatiou, rising to his full height, interrupted — "Well, sir, this is our first meeting. Your language, sir, seems to me atrocious, and all I have to say to you is, that when men talk thus doAvn in Kentucky, Ave re- gard them as secessionists, and treat them accorchngly." ♦ Mutability of Public Reputation. The sudden changes in the popularity of our political and military chieftains have been most remarkable, — so much so as to lead to the inquiry, " What is lastmg distinction ? " There are, for instance, not many people in Boston who will fail to recollect the part they bore in the sponta- neous triumph which overwhelmed Gen- eral Banks on his return to Massachusetts during the war. On the very day in ques- tion, that favorite of the people was con- gratulated by a friend on the hold which he had on the public favor. " Yes, mad- am," said he, with his grave and expres- sive smile, " and the first mistake I make. ^t>^^-J!^^^ Sheridan. they will forget it all," — a prediction that more than one Genei'al's experieitce most amply verified dui'ing the struggle, not excepting the General who thus so philo- sophically expressed himself. But, what Banks, through unavoidable obstacles, failed to execute, of his Avell planned cam- paign in the Shenandoah, the gallant Sher- idan abundantly retrieved by his brilliant and successful tactics — his name and fame encrowned with meffaceable splendor. Coming- Events Cast their Shadows Before. When Marcus Morton was Governor of Massachusetts for the first time, he one day addressed his Council in the executive apartment at the State House upon his intended appointments, and among other matters he alluded to a petition from a young man who desired to fill the situation of messenger to the Governor and Comicil. The applicant had then just commenced his public career, having spoken at polit- ical meetmgs with excellent effect. The Governor remarked Avitli reference to the matter: "I have considered his case and I shall not appomt him, for he is too smart a man and too good a mechanic to fill the position." "What did you say was his name?" asked a councillor, who had not listened very attentively : " His name," replied the Governor, "is Nathaniel P. Banks." That General Banks was one of the truest-hearted, though not always the most successful, of ^^atriots, in the hour of his country's avo, no one Avill deny Length of the War according to Floridan Chronology. The sublime ignorance in Avhich tlie poor non-slaveholding Avhites of the South are steeped is pretty fairly exemplified in the folloAA'ing: In the month of February, 1864, Avhen the United States troops penetrated to Jacksonville, Florida, some Confederate soldiers were captured. A motley creA\- they AA'ere, whose picturesque A'ariety of raggedness bore here and there some in- dications of aim at military style, but nothing of what could be called " uniform" Two men claimed exemption from cap- ture as being civilians. One of the two OAAmed to having been impressed into the Confederate army, but alleged that he had o;ot his discharge and Avas ther. a ciA'ilian. 144 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. "How long were you a solcliei-?" asked Captain Randolph. "Three years," replied the prisoner. " The Confederate army has been three years in the field — eh?" asked the Cap- "^ain^ " No," ansAvered the ' cracker,' " but I was in the State of Florida service part of the time." Leagtla of the War. " How long were you a soldier for Flor- ida?" "Two years," said the ex-conscript. " And how long has the war been going forward?" asks the Captain again. " Well, I suppose going on fifteen years," replied the prisoner. " Are you sure of that ? " his captor in- quired. " Now, I hain't kept no strict tally," the Floridan veteran answers, "but this I do know, sarten ; Ave've ben hangin' the darn- ed Ab'lishnists a darned sight longer time nor that ; well, 'bout's long's I kin remem- 1-er!" Interestingr Scrap of History While on the bights of Fredericksburg, the attention of oiu- men was often at- tracted by the shaft of an imposing mon- ument in full view, and many took occa- sion to visit and examine it. Though its commemorative object belonged, as is well known, to the past, there is a strange rem- iniscence connected with its history, — an act of brutality to a high official, which in later days found its counterpart in Brooks'n assault on Senator Sumner. The inauguration of the monument was marred by a brutal and cowardly assault on the President of the United States. In the early part of May, 1833, the steamer Cygnet was bearing Andrew Jackson, on his way from the Capital to lay its corner stone. The Cabinet and many guests were on board, and the beauty of the day, and the music of peace charmed the company. While he sat over his newspaper smokir.g in the cabin, a dismissed Lieutenant of the Navy suddenly attacked the President, striking the General in the face with his gloved hand, but was instantly seized by the bystanders. In the me/ee the table behind which the President sat was broken down. The old hero only remarked : " No villain has ever escaped me before, and he would not had it not been for the table.'* It seemed as if the sacred errand of the President Avas about to be defeated, but the boat sailed on and he accomplished his duty, as was his wont, forgetful of himself. Mrs. Polk Defining: her Political Position. Much has been said of the secession proclivities of Mrs. Polk, the widow of the late President. A writer in one of the western journals gives an account of an interview which he had Avith that distin- guished lady, Avhile he Avas on a visit to Nashville, during high disunion times. He remarked to her: "Mrs. Polk, I have heard you accused, since I have been in Nashville, of being a bitter secessionist: hoAv is this?" She quickly and Avarmly responded in substance as folloAVs: " ]Mr. G , that is a wrongful accusa- tion. I never AA'as a secessionist, and I don*t think I ever Avill be one. I ahvays said there was no excuse for the course taken by my misguided Southern friends, I said that Mr. Lincoln was constitution- ally elected, and that that election should be acquiesced in by every true patriot. I PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, C 1 \' I L , JUDICIAL, ETC, 14( to, Sir, for my Government — my \vhole Govermiient." " In other words, Mrs. Polk, you go for that United States of which your late hon- ored husband was once the President." '• Yes, Sir," she resjjonded, with marked emphasis, "I do. I know my name has been placed before the public — once at least — in a connection that may have en- gendered in some minds doubts of my loy- alty ; but was so placed agahist my wishes and rLMUonstrances. But inasmuch as it was done for a humane and charitable pur- pose, I said nothing publicly about it. I do not deny," she added, " that my wo- manly sympatiiies are with the South, and that I often catch myself exulting over the success of the Confederate arms, but this is only when my reason is taken prisoner and my judgment temporarily suspended at the bidding of my sympathies, prejudices and aflections. I was born in the South. From infancy to old age — for my days now, you know", ' are in the sere and yel- low leaf," — my surroundings have all been Southern, My relatives, my friends, and more than all, my late loved and honored luHband, were all of that 'sunny clime.' I> it, then, reasonable to suppose that, 'in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye,' with the frosts of many winters upon my head, I can throw off, as I would a gar- ment, all the affections, all the endearing associations, ali the prejudices (if you please) of a long life? No! No! this can- not be. And yet, dear Sir, notwithstand- ing all this, I long, and pray, and yearn for a restoration of my distracted country to its former peaceful and happy condition ; for a restoration of the ' Union as it was.' " The words italicized in the above afford a pretty direct clue to the alleged disloyal proclivitie-; of the venerable lady. jLrmstrong-, the Rebel Dominie, before Gen- eral Butler. One of the most interesting cases that came before General Butler to decide, in respect to loyalty, was that of Rev. Geo. D. Arm,strong, of Norfolk, Virginia, the same clergyman upon whom i^entence of impris- onment at Fort Hatteras was pronounced, for his rebel sentiments. An aide of Gen- eral Butler conducted the first examina- tion, but the General liimself afterwards made a careful personal investigation, cross-questioning Mr. Armstrong ver> closely. General Butler — I perceive that in your former examination you declined answe»'- ing the question : " Do you call yourself a loyal man in letter and spirit to day?" Mr Armstrong — I do not decline to answer now; if I were to put my own in- terpretation upon it, I should say I am; but I don't know, Sir. General — Well, Sir, perhaps I car' teach you. Now, Sir, what is the name of that gentleman who had taken the oath, and while coming out of the Custom House with you, made the remark that he "would like to spit upon the Northern Yankees ? ' Mr. A.— Mr. Charles Reid. I declined to answer on my former examination, be- cause I had not his consent to tell. Sir; but since that, I have seen him, and he has given me Ms consent to mention his name. General — Where is Mr. Reid? Mr. A.— He is in Norfolk. General — (to an aid) — Telegraph to Colonel AVeldon, provost-marshal, Nor- folk, to arrest Mr. Charles Reid and send him here. He lives on Main street. General — He stated that as he came out from taking the oath? Mr. A.— Yes, Sir. General — With the oath fresh on his lips and the words hardly dry in his mouth, he said he "wanted to spit in the face of the Northern Yankees!" Mr. A. — Well, General, he took it with the same view^ as I did. General — I agree to that. Sir. Mr„ A. — I meant to say — General — Stop, Sir, I don't like to be insulted. Y^ou said. Sir, that that infernal 146 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, secessionist wanted to spit in the faces of loyal men of this Union, and that you took the oath with the same view as he did, or rather he took it with the same view that you did — it makes no difference which. I agree, Sir, that you did. I have treated you, Sir, during this interview, with pro- priety and courtesy up to this moment, and yet you. Sir, here tell me, in order to clear this vile wretch, who shall be pun- ished as he deserves, that you took the oath to my Government with the same view that he did. Mr. A. — Well, Sir, it was a mortifying fact to confess that we were a conquered people, and it was the irritation growing out of lint fact. General — You have not helped it. Sir. You had not better go on in that direction any further, Sir, for your own sake. Now, Sir, while you did preach a very virulent sermon upon "The Victory of Manassas," at the recommendation of the Confederate Longress, have you ever since jireached n your pulpit a sermon favorable to the Union cause, or one that would be likely to please the loyal, and displease the dis- loyal? Mr. A. — No, Sir, I never have. After some further sharp questioning, the examination was continued and con- cluded as follows: General — You said you looked upon the hanging of John Browni as just and right, because he interfered with the peace of the country. Mr. A.— Yes, Sir. General — Very good. Sir. Now, then, would you look upon the hanging of prom- inent rebels, Jefferson Davis, for instance, as just and right? You know that the rebels have 'interfered with the peace of the country' and have caused rivers of blood to How Avhere John Brown only caused pints. What do you say to that? Mr. A. — I would not. Sir. General — Are your sympathies with the Union or the Confederate cause ? Mr. A. — With the Confederates. The examination w^as terminated by the following order from the General : " Make an order that this man be com- mitted to tlie guard-house in close confine- ment, there to remain until further orders ; and send a copy of this examination to the officer iu command there." A "Long:" Portrait. Some curious reminiscences attach to the career of Alexander Long, of Ohio, whose well-known pro-southern speech and course in Congress, during the war, raised him to such bad eminence. He was a candidate for Congress dur- ing the dark days of 1862, when McClel- lan i;etreated from the Peninsula, when Pope transferred his head-quarters from the saddle to the fortifications at Wash- ington, and when Kirby Smith Avas be- sieging Cincimiati — Alexander's home. He was wonderfully patriotic ; was a mem- ber of the military committee of Hamil- ton County, and gave liberally toward the payment of bounty for recruits ; he made speeches urging men to enlist in the glo- i-ious cause of his comitry ; talked war, and declared he was prei)ared to act wai-, if his bleeding country demanded such a sacrifice ; and, by way of earnest, induced a young law partner to enter the army ; he went around among his religious breth- ren — for Alexander the Long was a de- voted member of the church — and urged them to support him from ]iersonal con- siderations, as he was as good a war man as his competitor — Gurley, the then sit- ting member. He held tickets all day at the polls in his own Ward — the Eighth — in Cincin- nati ; and persistently importuned all his friends and acquaintances to vote for him, pledging his word that he was for the sup- pression of the Rebellion at all hazards, and declaring that to compromise with traitors would be dishonorable in the high- est degree. Gurley had many enemies among mem- bers of his own party, and the consequence. PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC 1-r was that Alexander the Long overreached his rival, and was accredited a Represent- ative from the lid Congressional District of Cinciiniati, by a majority of a little ris- ing one hundred votes out of a poll of sixteen thousand. A few days after his election, a good brother in Alexander's church, who had always been a Republican, but who had voted for him out of personal considera- tions, upon solicitation, and a pledge that he was a good war man, called upon him to oifer congratulations. Alexander i^rof- fered his hand, and vouchsafed one of his best smiles ; but he was a little horrified when asked something about his views relative to the details of the Avar, '■■ I had better not talk toitli you" said he ; '■•you arefor loar — I for peace ; ive can't agree, and, as brethren in the church, we should not quarreW The ' brother ' left the Congressman, feeling ihat he had been completely sold, and conveyed the intelligence to others, who, like himself, had been deceived; and they all resolved that never again should personal considerations induce them to vote for a doubtful candidate. The result was, that at the succeeding election for Governor, Brough, the straight Republi- can candidate, carried the District by about seven thousand majorityo Chronicles of a Railway Trip. The ride over the Great Western road was amusingly diversified one day by the mouthings and antics of a big-whiskered, French-brogue jackanapes, who claimed to be a Southerner, and, of course, a rebel. He met his match, however, and a big dog under the wagon to spare, in the persv)n of a plain, intelligent looking, and gentle- manly-appearing farmer from near Pon- tiac, Michigan. The " lordly Southron " opened the ball Avith the farmer, by leading off in a " for- ward two " movement upon the subject of I lie rebellion. The farmer sat directly be- !iind the Sovithron, and the latter beinsT anxious to know what " you Yankees think of us rebels," the fiu-mer retorted by as- suring him that " Ave think you are a mis- erable set of rascals, and Ave mean to clean, you out," This of Course roused the ire of ye rebel, and he began to make a lusty display of tongue and muscle, — brandish- ing his arms Avildh', pulling off his over- coat, advancing and then falling back gro- tesquely, and exhausting the rebel vocab- ulary of tirade and insult. The Michi- gander remained all the Avhile as calm and composed as Bunker Hill monimient, and although some of the occupants of the car were for holding back the French rebel,^ yet Michigan bade them let him advance just as soon as he pleased, or in any shape he pleased, Fuiding that bluif Avouldn't Avin, the Frenchman began to plead that the sym- pathy of the car Avas agamst him, but boastingly said : ^ I' 1 be d — d if you can crush me, any more than Abe Lincoln ^nd the d — d Yankees can crash the Southern Confede- racy." The old game of injured innocence and Northern cruelty here began to manifest itself, but it AA^ouldn't Avork in the least. The Michigander carried too many Colum-- biads for the chivalrj^, and beat him on every tack he took — muscle, cut-and- thrust argument, and every other Avay. Frenchy insisted that he must Avhip some- body, even after he had bloAvn off tAvo or three times, and apparently got cooled down to milk heat — a neAV degree of Fah- renheit, indicating a milk and Avater state of mental temperature, Michigan put a poser to him by inquiring : " If you are so full of fight, Avhy don't you go back South, and help your friends out of their troubles ! " Frenchy said he had been in the South- em service for fifteen months, and became so enfeebled that he Avas discharged, (He- presented a '•feeble ' picture, he did !) Michigan assured him that from appear- ances he had thoroughly recuperated, and 148 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION as he was so full of fight, he ought to go back again now, and re-enter the service, where he could have all the chance he wanted, to whip somebody. Frenchy couldn't stand this kind of ' lip,' and so he culminated all the mean things that he could think of, by venting forth the fol- lowing against his Michigan friend : " My opinion of you is that you are a — miserable, ranting, black-hearted Yankee abolitionist." "My opinion of you is," retorted Mich- igan, " that you are a sneaking, cowardly rebel, and a God-forsaken man-stealer, and a thief" (accent particularly heavy on the last noun.) " Right ! " " right ! " exclaimed several who were within the car. The sympathy was evidently with IMichigan, and Frenchy jsaw it and had to a\ ilt. A spruce-looking little fellow ap- proached Frenchy after the worst of the storm Avas over, and informing him that he Avas on his way to join the Federal Army, and was anxious to obtain recruits, made a vigorous appeal to Frenchy to go with him and join our army, promising him a handsome bounty, and a splendid chance for a fight. This was the last feather up- on the camel's back, and it broke Frenchy " clean down." the order to fire, and five more fell. Poor httle Billy was shot in both arms. He then ran to an officer, clasped him around the legs, and besought him to spare his life : " You have killed my old father and my three brothers ; you have shot me in both arms — I forgive you all this — I can get well. Let me go home to my mother and sisters." His appeal was dis- regarded. The little boy was dragged to the place of execution ; again the stern word " Fire ! " was given, and he fell dead, eight balls havmg entered his body. Billy Shelton, the Martyr Patriot Boy. The sway of the rebels in East Ten- nessee was characterized by a trail of blood which flowed from the veins of men, women and children alike. The case of poor little Billy Shelton, the patriot mar- tyr boy, will never cease to be remem- bered and wept over by every true Union heart. He was but a mere child, only twelve years old, but with five others A\'as ordered to kneel and receive the assas- sin's fire. He implored the men not to shoot him in the face. "• You have killed my father and brothers," said lie^ "you have shot my father in the face ; do not shoot me in the face ! " He covered his face Avith his hands. The soldiers received Memorable Intervie-w at the White House. As a bit of political history that Avill always stand connected Avith the great money crisis during the rebellion, the change in the Treasury department caused by the resignation of Secrefarv Chase, may here be noticed, espec'aily in its per- sonal developments, showing that ' all men are but mortal." The President Avas very loAV-spirited on Thursday — the day on Avhich he sent in the nomination of Dave Tod. The feel- hig, Avhether Avell-founded or not, Avas uni- versal in Congress, that for such a man to succeed Mr. Chase Avas ruinous to tlie fi- nances. On Thursday niirlit Gov. Tod sent his declination by telegraph — the same as it Avas received by him. Mr. Lincoln Avent to bed upon it, and, as he said, before morning he was satisfied that Pitt Fessenden was the man. Early Fri- day he ordered the nomination to be made out, and JMajor Hay took it doA\'n to the Senate. Only five minutes after he had left. Senator Fessenden entered the Presi- dential apartment and was soon discussing the " situation." Mr. Lincoln did not tell him Avhat he had done, but discussed Mr. Chase's resignation for a short time and then said: " Mr. Fessenden, I have made a neAV nommation this morning Avhich I trust you Avill approve ; I have sent your oaa^u name PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, C I \M L , JUDICIAL, ETC, 149 The Senator was greatly surprised and amazed. He replied : '■ You must recall it ; you can overtake Hay with a messenger now if you will. Please send for him at once for I can not possibly undertake it. My health will not permit me to think of it for a mo- ment." But the President was firm. "You must take it," he said, and later in the day he sent word as follows : " Tell Fes- senden to stick." Meantime telegrams from all parts of the country came pour- ing in upon him, congratulating him upon his admirable selection. At night Mr. Lincoln was in fine spirits, and he ex- claimed to Mr. Seward who was present : " The Lord has never yet deserted me, and I did not believe he would this time ! " The strain which the Ship of State suffered during this sudden financial com- plication will not be forgotten. place now, Massa John ; you is in a tight place now ! Good bye, Massa John ! " -uid Jim swung away at his usual limping gait. Master and Servant meeting- in a Strange Place. There is a quaint old negro to be seen every day in the City Building Park, Cin- cinnati, who is known and called by the name of James Morgan. He acts as a sort of Cerberus of the gates, or kind of Major Domo of the grounds, sprinkling water upon the grass when needed, and clearing away the litter that accumulates m the paths Well, James was originally a slave to the father of Morgan, the rebel chief, but some years ago he contrived to make his escape, and found his way to Cincinnati, where he has lived ever since. Hearing that his young master — the noto- rious guerilla Morgan — was in the city prison, he made application to the Chief of Police to see hiin, and was admitted. The General treated him warmly, shook hands with him, and congratulated him upon his having his freedom. " Y^es, Massa John," broke in Jim, " you mout hab yourn too, if you hadn't gwuie in to broke up de Union ; but you is in a tight Beauty of Niollification and of the Giiillotine. Napoleon, on one occasion, when speak- ing of the French Revolution, called it ' natre helle revolution.' This will do to go along with a little occurrence in 1835, soon after the excited times of nullifica- tion. Mr. Calhoun, in a conversation with Senator — then Judge — Butler, repeatedly called nullification a ' beautiful remedy.' The assertion of State sovereignty, against an unconstitutional act of Congress, ap- peared beautiful in the eyes of Mr. Cal- houn. " Mr. Calhoun," replied Judge Butler, " I am as determined a nuUifer as any one, and I am as ready to go as far in the as- sertion of State sovereignty as you can possibly be ;" (Judge Butler and many others had, indeed, preceded Mr. Calhoun in the open avowal of nullification,) but; to save my life, I cannot see the beauty of it. Nullification is all right, but as to its being beautiful that is another thing. It is not unreasonable to suppose that a man might have replied to Napoleon — " Sire, whatever the French revolution may have effected, leaving aside all dis- cussions of this sort — to save my life, your Majesty, as to the beauty of the guillotine, I have never been able to see that ! " Stanton and the "Old G-eneral." Secretary vStanton will be recognized by all who ever saw him when in his prime, by the following portrait : Stout, thick-set, about five feet eight inches high ; hair and beard very black, the latter worn thick and long ; head set very erect on his shoulders — if anything a little thrown back ; face round and solid in expression, with blunt features ; address prompt and practical — voice full, distinct and unmusi- cal. He never studied the art of pleasing and this left him without the gift of pay 150 THE BOOK OP ANECUOTES OF THE REBELLION. ing compliments in conver^^ation. An ex- hibition of his thoughtlessness in this re- gard was exhibited when the officers of the army called to pay their respects to him on his induction into the War De- partment. An officer well sprinkled with gray, but yet with quite a vigorous step and clear eye, was presented to Mr. Stan- ton. The latter recognized him, and shook him warmly by the hand, saying : " I re- member you well. I saw you many years ago, loheyi you ivere in the prime of life, and I was a little boy about so high," — and the new Secretary measured with his hand, as he said this, an imaginary lad of not over ten years old. The sturdy old General turned and walked off without a word in reply, evidently not disposed to regard himself so ' old' as Mr. Stanton's remarks would have implied I misconception of your oath of allegiance^ You have solemnly sworn to support the United States, and now you avow that you are for the Rebel Confederacy. This is nothing but perjury. 1 shall have to commit you for trial. Quality of Secessionist Oaths. The following conversation, which oc- ciu'red not far from Nashville, Tenn., will give some idea of the estimation in which the oath of allegiance to the United States is held by many of the chivalry. A wealthy secessionist, of high social posi- tion, was summoned as a witness before a military board : Officer. — Are you a loyal man ? Secessionist. — I have taken the oath. Offi. — Are you a friend to the Federal Government ? Secess. — I cannot say that I am. Offi. — Well, then, are you a friend of the Southern Confederacy? Secess. — Yes, I am. Oj^ — And you want its armies to whip ours? Secess. — I have always lived in the South ; all my property is here, I have sons in the Confederate army, and it is natural that I should have a desire for oiu* side to succeed. Offi. — So you want the Confederacy to succeed ? Secess. — Yes, I do. Offi- — Well, Sir, you have a strange Backing" the Commander-in-Chief. The story seems to have become quite a flivorite one, that a well known Senator took it into his head to have a special hi- tervicAv with the President, in order to ask a change in a certain particidar, relative to military operations. The President agi'eed that it was a good one, and promised that he would make it. Some time, however, intervened, and nothing was done, when the Senator again visited the executi\e mansion, and accosted the President with, " Well, I see you have not made the change.' " No, Sir, General Halleck would not consent." " Well, then, why don't you dispose of Halleck, if he is al- ways in the way Well," said the President, " the fact is, the man who has no friends should be taken care of.'' The Senator retired, appreciating the Presi- dent's dry compliment to the Connnander- in- Chief. Big- Job in Prospect. A brisk and spirited dialogue was thai which took place between an East Temies- seean loyalist and a Mississippi ' Butter- nut ' who had been taken prisoner and brought into Federal custody. " What do you expect to do with Uh Southerners ? " asked the Mississippian, " Why, we mean to Avhip you, Sir ; Ave mean to whip you badly," replied the loy- alist. " But if you are so sure you can whip us, why is it that you have to call in the niggers to help you out of the scrape ? " " Why, oiu" Avhite men are too valuable to risk in battles against rebels. We want to save 'em. Sir ! But niggers are plenty Lood enough to shoot traitors Avith. We mean to save our Avlute folks, and PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC- 151 VT-hip you, like the very devil, with your 'Hvn niggers. And the iiiggers will do the job up brown. Before the war is over, they will knock the handsights off you, and we intend to stand by and see the job well done ! " Q-arrison at the Grave of Calhoun. One of the most unpressive scenes — be- cause so eminently historical — grooving out of the Avar of the rebellion, was that i-)f William Lloyd Garrison, the life-long Abolition Agitator, upon whose head a price in southern gold had for more than a quarter of a century rested, standing at the grave of the great Apostle of Slavery and Secession, John C. Calhoun. It was on the very mornmg, too, April fifteenth, 1865, Avhen Abraham Lincoln died. The cemetery where the mighty senator's re- mains repose is a small one, opposite St. Philip's chui'ch, m the heart of the city of Charleston ; and the monument of the great advocate of slavery and nullification is built of brick and covered with a large, plain slab of marble, inscribed with the simple name — Calhoun. He who sleeps beneath was the very soul of the "■ pecul- iar institution," when Garrison began his intense warfare agauist it. The latter had now lived to see the power of liis great antagonist pass away, and just as the illustrious Emancipator, who gave to the system its final blow, was breathing his last, Garrison laid his hand upon the monument before him, and said, impres- sively, " Down into a deeper grave than this, slavery has gone, and for it there is no resurrection." It was a scene, take it for all in. all, that a painter might well attempt to reproduce upon canvass. War Dispatches in Church. Having been requested by President Lincoln to proceed to Fort Sumter, and deliver an oration on the fourteenth of April, 1865, at the unfurling of the na- tional flag once more over that renowned spot, Rev Henry Ward Beecher gave 10 ' notice of the fact from his pulpit, on the Sabbath previous, m the following words : " I am called to accompany the mem- bers of the Government and the officers of the army, as they go to lift again, over the rums of Fort Sumter, our national ensign. At other times, when the pros- pect of any such mission seemed to me almost visionary — remote, certainly — I spoke of it with some jubilation ; but as the thing itself draws near, it comes with solemn shadows to me. And the sense of the magnitude of the work that seem- ingly, then, like a girdle, will have clasped itself upon this nation, and buckled itself in peace, so impresses me, that the great- ness of the mission seems such that, though I am unaccustomed to tremor, my soul trembles Avithin me. There will be many that will go to participate in that solenm and Avonderful event in the historj of this people ; and I should be sony if there was one that went with any other feeling than that of the most profoimd Christian patriotism. And if any man goes, supposing that he accompanies me upon an errand of triumph and exaltation over a fallen foe, he does not know the first letter of my feelings. For I go as a brother, to say to brethren misled, ' I ap- peal to you from yourselves, and from the day of your information to the better day of your knowledge.' I go, not to triumph over the South, but to say to them, ' Breth- ren, after four long years of blood and darkness, we bring back to you the same hearts of love that you smote at in the begimiing of tliis conflict, and are your brethren still, if ye Avill.' If there be any minded in that spirit, let them go ; and those that may not go, let them tarry at home, praying the blessing of God to rest, not upon the North, but upon this whole undivided land." When he had closed the sermon of the morning — the subject of which was, the Body-man and the Soul-man. or, the Old Man and the New Man, — and sat down. 152 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION and when the singing was about to com- mence, Mr. Beecher rose and said — " Stop ! Turn to ' America.' We wall sing that; and I will read a telegraphic dispatch that 1 have just received, while you are finding the place ! " The reading of the dispatch — which was from the Secretary of War to Mr. Beecher, and which announced the trium- phant success of the National forces under General Grant — was greeted with pro- longed and enthu- siastic applause. — When the excite- ment, which was very intense, had subsided, and quiet was restored, Mr. Beecher said : — " The Old INIan is being conquered, and the Kew Man of Liberty is going to rule after this." America was then sung with a depth of feeling such as the occasion may be supposed to have inspired, after which the congregation was dismissed, by the pastor, with these words : " In the name of Almighty God, of Justice, and of Humanity, now, men, go, and be worthy of your country ! " " Es this the Provo's offis ?" He was dressed in brown homespun, and had an old white wool hat on his head, tied on with a handkerchief, and he leaned on a brown stick. '" Es this the Provo's offis ? I want a pass." Some one here attempted to explain to the old gentleman that he was in the wrong shop ; but the old fellow, who was a little deaf, it seems, mistook this as a Acconunodating- Himself to Circuinstaiices. Immediately after the battle of Prairie Grove, some reljel officers of rank were sent up to Cane Hill, Arkansas, to nego- tiate for exchange of prisoners. It was during their visit that the amusuig scene naiTated Itelow occin-red : In a small building close on the only street of that crooked village, three Con- federate officers, in their best gray uniform, were sitting on one side of a table, and three Federal officers, in blue, on tlie other. An old gray-headed and gray-bearded man came to the door, and incontinently walked in, with the query — Accommodating Himself to Circumstances. hesitation to give him what he wanted. " I'm a good I'yal citizen. I've got my perfection papers. I've ben to get paid for my forage. It's all right." There was a slight inclination to laugh by several present; but the old gentleman continued to make the most earnest pro- testations as to his " I'yalty." " Look here, my friend," said Colonel W , with a smile, " you had better take care what you say about loyalty. Look at these gentlemen" — pointuig over the table — " don't you see they are Southern officers ? " The old man's hand trembled as he now adjusted a dilapidated jiair of spec- tacles to his eyes, and closely exam- ined the gray uniforms with the velvet collars and brass stars. His hands trem bled more violently. For the time being he seemed t(7forget the place ancl surround- PATRIOTIC, POLITICAL, CIVIL, JUDICIAL, ETC. 15:] hig'^ ii' lii-> ti'ar and bcMvildcnnent. At iast. ill great distress, he turned to the gentlemen, and began to stammer out his explanations ; " Well, gentlemen, I didn't think. I — I (hdji't mean any thing. I've allers ben H Southern man. I've jest got one son, and he's with Marmaduke. Tiie only other man grown that's fit lor sarviee is my darter's husband and he's with Rec- tor, and — and — " " Hold on, old fellow ! " cried Colonel W , " what about your being a loyal citizen ?" '' Will you inform me," asked Colonel P , who sat next to Colonel W , " who paid you for your forage ? " The old man turned to look at t'other side of the table. Again he adjusted his spectacles, and looked at the blue coats, and in an agony of distress he took off his spectacles and his handkerchief and hat, and while he leaned on both hands on the table, the tears ran down the wrinkles of his old face. "Well, well, gentlemen," he at last found words to say, " you go on an' fight it out among yoiu'selves. I can live in any government." Important Witness on the Stand. In a council held in the city of Charles- ton, just preceding the attack on Fort Sumter, two commissioners were appointed to go to Washington ; one on the part of the army from Fort Sumter, and one on the part of the Confederates. The Lieu- tenant who was designated to go for the Loyalists said it seemed to him that it would be of little use for him to go, as his opinion was immovably fixed in favor of maintaining the government in whose ser- vice he Avas employed. Then Governor Pickens took him aside, detaining, for an liour and a half, the railroad train that was to convey them on their errand. He opened to him the whole plan and secret of the Southern conspiracy, and said to liim, distinctly and repeatedly — for it was needful, he said, to lay aside disguises, — that the South had never been wronged, and that all their pretences of grievance in the matter of tariffs, or anything else, were invalid. " But," said Governor Pickens, " we must carry the people with us ; and we allege these things, as all statesmen do many thuigs that tliey do not believe, be- cause they are the only instruments by which the people can be managed." Governor Pickens then and there de- clared that the two sections of counti-y were so antagonistic in ideas and policies that they could not live together, — that it Avas foreordained that northern and south- ern men must keep apart on account of differences in ideas and policies, and that all the pretences of the South about wrongs suffered were but pretences, as they very well knew. Brief but Eventful History. The history of a Federal soldier, named Robert Lane, who entered the service as a private in Loomis's battery, has some features which characterize it as one of extraordinary qualities. Briefly summed up. Lane's chronicles, miHtary and other- wdse, may be given as follows: After being a member of the above-named com- pany nearly a year, he was discharged for physical disability. He then returned to the city of Detroit, where, however, his stay was limited, and the next heard of him he was in Nashville, connected with some sutler. Shortly after this he was acting as chief clown in a circus — swal- lowed the sword, and performed other gastronomic feats of more or less wonder- ful nature. After this, according fo re- port, he entered a Kentucky regiment of cavalry, but soon closed his connection Avith this troop, whether by discharge or desertion is not knoAAni. When next heai'd from he Avas a sergeant in an Indiana regi- ment of Infantry, from Avhich he deserted to enlist in another, in Avhich greater Iwun- ties Avere paid. Another i-egiment, ofCcr (54 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. ing a still higher bonus, induced him to risk the chances again. He did so, and the next heard of hiin he was a prisoner in the Indiana penitentiary, awaiting court martial for his numerous enlistments. The trial resvdted in conviction, and he was sentenced to be shot. The extreme penalty, however, was commuted by the President to one year's hard labor with chain and ball. Rather Doubtful Allegiance. The capture of tlie Confederate General Jeff Thompson revived many anecdotes of his eccentricities of speech and man- ner. Tlie General is a great talker, and is bound to tell a good thing, no matter whom it hits. On his arrival at Pilot Knob, Missouri, as a prisoner, he had a long conversation with General Fisk, the commander at that post. Jeff swoix' on his honor that the Confederacy was a sure thing, bound to succeed, and all that. He continued : " But confound these fellows in south-east Missouri ! Wlien I was cavorting aroimd Bird's Point two years ago they Avere all friendly enough ; but as I came tlirough the country here as a pris- oner, and told a few of them that I sup" posed they were right yet, hang me if they didn't have to stop and think xohich oath of allegiance they took last ! " No Heart in the Cause. A young man, about twenty yeare of age, of marked intelligence and pleasing address, made his appearance one day in Louisville, as a refugee from the South, and from the rebel army, into whose ser- vice he had been drawn. He described himself as of wealthy parentage, and, be- fore the Avar, Avas the idolized heir of a large plantation in the vicinity of Charles- ton, South Carolina. He served nearly two years in the rebel army, but, having no heart in the cause, he concluded to break off, leave his native sumiy clhnej and find a home beneath the colder' skies of the i!^orth. With tliis determination, and having but a scanty wardrobe m his possession, he bade adieu to Charleston, and set out on foot on his weary journey North. He dared not travel on the pubhc thoroughfares, for he kncAV the relentless conscripting officers would not let him pass. He therefore pursued his lonely journey along mifrequented paths, often making his bed on the ground, Avith only the starry canopy for a covering. Weary steps lengthened into Aveary miles, and he finally arrived in Louisville, Kentucky, having traveled the Avhole of the distance, excepting about forty miles, on foot from Charleston. Wash liitchtiter, one of Morgan's Converts. Wash Litchtiter, of Indiana, was con- verted from secesh into a warm Union man. Wash had been flogged once or twice for cheering for Jeff Davis, but he stuck to his principles. One day Morgan and his band of thieves came along, and Wash gave tliem a cordial Avelcome. He brought out all the liquor he had and treated them Avell ; told them hoAv he loved the South, and hoped that the Yan- kees Avould be Avhipped out. The banditti then asked him for money. He begged off, but Morgan said, " Come, old Butter- nut, shell out ; Ave want all the spondulics you've got!" Wash had to put his nose to the grmd- stone tliis time, and fork over; he was hoAvever so sIoav about it that they pitched in and gave him a thrashing, and then carried off everything he had. Wash Avent in for a ' vigorous prosecution of the war' ever after, and Avas mighty glad Avhen Morgan Avent to the State prison, where all such fellows belong. PART II.— nO! FOR THE WAR) .J PART SECOND. ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION— VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, COMMUTING, SUBSTITUTING, DESERTING, ETC. Noble Instances of Rallying to the Ranks, and of Enlistment among the Aged and Young; Hearings, Ludicrous and Perplexing, before the Commissioners; Raw Recruits and Eccentric Characters; Applicants for Exemption; Ruses and Quib- bles TO Escape Duty — Strange Phenomena of Nativity, Age, and Infirmities; Be- wildered Surgeons; Luckless Conscripts; Rare Brokerage and Bounty Dealings; Flush Purses , Hardships and Miseries ; Side-shaking Gaieties, Jests, Puns, &c., &c. " Sound, bugle, sound ! and rally round The Star-flag of the Free '. " " Lock the shop and lock the store, Chalk this down upon the door — ' We^ve enlisted for the loar .' ' Put it through! " When the order came for mc to join my company, sir, I was plowing in the same field in Concord where my grand- fether was plowing when the British fired on the Massachusetts men at Lexington. He did not wait a minute : and I did not, sir. — Concord (Mass.) Volwitrcr I can't do anything for him, but I'll tell you what I'll do for you : In case he's drafted and gets killed,— I'll marry you myselt ' — Gov. Tod, oJ Ohio, to an aged woman soliciting her husband's exemption. He is my all, but I freely give him to my country.— Consent of a Maine mother for her ^only boy,' a minor, to enlist. How does he G-row 'Em ? old cole red female one day approached Howard's column of Sherman's Georgia army, and entering into conversation, ex- pressed great sur- prise as to where they all came from. A wag informed lier that old Lincoln had a very productive field away up North, where he raised them at the rate of a million per year. Turn- ing up her white eyes in blank astonish- ment, she exclaimed: — '' For de Lord's sake, you don't say so ! How does he grow 'em ? " '• Oh," was the reply, " that is very sim- ple. He gathers up all the dead rebels from the battle fields, plants them down in Massachusetts — after a while they be- gin to sprout, and the moment they see a chicken they make for it, when Lincoln's provost guard catches them and grafts them into the army." " Bless ye, say so ! And are you 'uns dead rebels ? " replied the bewildered creature, completely transfixed to the spot where she stood. " No, we used to be, but we're now live Yankees. I'm Bishop Polk, who preached down hei'c in Dixie." " De debil you aire!" exclaimed the now excited wench — " and what are you doin' here ? Come after Misses Bishop and de chilen ? " " No . the children ! " was the profane reply ; " we've come to assist in whaling out of Jeff Davis." " You'll hab to cotch him fust," was the 158 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE EEBELLION. quick response; "gufess it's doue gone job." " Well, we'll see," said the soldier ; " it's a race between iis and the dev'il, and may be Old Nick will win the heat." " How does he grow 'em '" " Should'nt wonder. Dis nigger don't care neder," remarked the dusky matron, as she right-wheeled and double-quicked it back to the house. Old Men Turning' Out when England Pitches In. The attention of travelers on one of the Western railroads was considerably at- tracted, one day, by the appearance of a rather oldish man among a company of recruits for the Seventeenth (Irish) Wis- eonsm regiment, who were on board the cars, on the way to camp ; he gave his name, as follows : — " My name is Rufus Brockway, and I am iu the seventieth year of my age. I am a Yaidiee from the State of New Hampshire ; was a volunteer in the last war with England for nearly three years. I have sei'ved under G^tqb. Izard, McNeil, and Macomb, being transferred from one command to another, as the circumstances then i-equired. I Avas at the battle of Plattsburg, at the battle of French Creek in Canada, and at the battle of Chateau- gay, on the foiirteeuth day of October, 1813, and was present at the suiTender of McDonough. I am now a farmer, in the tovnx of Bea- ver Dam, Dodge county, and, Avith my son, the owner of three hundred acres of land ; my son Avas a volunteer ui tiie Fed- eral army at the battle of Bull Run, had his nose badly barked and his hips broken in and disabled for life, by a charge of the rebel cavalry, and noAV I am going to see if the rebels can bark the old man's nose. I tell you (said the old man,) if Eng- land pitches in, you'll see a great many old men like me turning ovit, but the great- est of my fears is, that I shall not be per- mitted to take an active part in the present AA'ar." It Avas the opinion entertained by all those Avho listened to the old man's re- marks, that, if he ever should be "per- mitted" to be in an engagement with the enemy, he Avould " take an active part," and not be found to ha\'e received any Avound in the back, — but on the " nose ' side, rather. Two Desertions— A Double Trag-edy. A striking and most sad illustration ol' the effects of civil AA'ar in the domestic and affectional sphere is that AA'hich the follow- ing event discloses. A lady had resided with an oidy daughter for many years in Alexandria. In the course of time, a mutual friend uitroduced a young gentle- man of his acquaintance, belonging to Richmond, to the family. The young peo- ple soon became quite intimate in their social relations, and, very naturally, fell in love- The parents on both sides consent- mg, the parties were betrothed, and the marriage day fixed for the fourth of July. In the meantime, howeA'er, the Virginians Avere called uiK)n to decide on Avhich side they Avould range themselves in the great political and military conflict then spread- ing its dark Avings OA'er the land. The ladies declared themselves heartily on the side of the GoA'ernment, but the gentle- man joined the forces of his State. Such VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC, 159 was the rapid ami wideninji; progress of events, that no opportunity was afforded for any interchange of sentiments between the young tblks, or anything settled as to their future movements. Matters thus re- mained till the fourth of July, when, ex- actly within an hour of the time originally fixed for tlie marriage, intelligence was received at the residence of the ladies that the young man had been shot by a sentry two days before, while attempting to desert and join his bride. His betroihed did not shed a tear at this sudden and overwhelm- ing information ; but, standing erect, smiled, and then remarking to her mother, "I am goino; to desert, too," fell to the floor, while the blood bubbled from her lips, and she was soon in the embrace of death. Jenkins's Mode of Paroling- Deserters. Notwithstanding the sympathy excited in behalf of the people of Ilagerstown, at the time of the rebel raid upon them, some of the inhabitants were observed to receive the rebels with joy, spi-eading before them the best to be obtained ibr the morning meal. On Tuesday, about noon, a lieutenant and five men, Avearing the uniform of Un- ion soldiers, crept out of some of the houses of the town where they had been concealed, and delivered themselves up. When they made their appearance before General Jenkins, the following conversa- tion occurred : — Jenkins. — Halloa ! who are you, and where did you come from ? Lieutenant. — We belong to the Union army, or did belong to it, but we don't wish to fight any longer against our South- ern brethren ; so when our forces left here, we staid behind, and to-day we came out to be paroled. Jenkins. — What did you say about "Southern brethren?" By ! if I thought I had a twenty-fifth cousin who was as white-livered as you are, I would kill him and set him up in my barnyard to make sheep own their births. I'll show you how I parole such pukes as you are. You are too miserable to be paroled in military style. So saying, he ordered a detail of six men and a sergeant — " good lusty fellows, with thick boots " — who paroled the re- creant federals to the west border of the town, where the paroling process ceased, and the detail and crowd came back highly pleased with Jenkins's mode of paroling cowards of that genus. Jenkins's military stomach was just then in poor condition for rabbit flesli. Marian and lier Brave Boy in Blue. An affair which took place in connec- tion with the First regiment of Michigan engineers and mechanics, goes far to illus- trate the old and never-questioned proverb that "when a woman will, she will, depend on't," &c. In the fall of 1861, a young man con- ceived the idea of joining the above-named regiment. He had previously formed the acquaintance of a young girl living in the same village, whose proper name was Ma- rian Green — and, in fact, became enamored of her. They were engaged to be mar- ried, and she protested against his going into the army. He, however, had made up his mind to go, and go he did. She threatened to follow, but was finally pre- vailed upon to remain at home, which, however, she only consented to do after a solemn promise that her " brave boy in blue " would ever cherish and regard her as his affianced. The following Decem- ber, Marian Green bade good-bye to her lover at Ypsilanti, having gone there to see him " off" for the wars." Letters passed regularly, for months, between the parties, but Marian grew tired of being absent from her lover, and finally resolved to jom him. This time she kept the matter a profound secret. An oppor- tunity was soon offered, and she set her wits to work to accomplish her long-desired wish. By an arrangement known only to herself and a certain surgeon, she man- 160 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. aged to enlist in a detachment that was subsequently recruited for the regiment, and in the summer of 1862, she, together with many other new recruits, joined the main organization, then engaged in rebuild- ing some bridges on the Memphis and Charleston railroad. Although Marian had informed her parents that she Avas going to leave home on a visit to some friends in Illinois, slie was soon missed, and anxious inquiries were made concerning lier prolonged ab- sence from home. jS^o tidings of her could be learned, and the sorrow-stricken parents remained ignorant of her whereabouts un- til she suddenly made her appearance in person, having apparently enjoyed soldier life amazingly. She, owing to her boyish appearance, while with the regiment man- aged to avoid the more arduous labors in- cident to that organization, and thus was enabled to bear up under the fatigue and exertions of a soldier's life. As letters Avritten by her lover remained unanswered, save by her parents, he be- came sad and lonely. Could she have deserted hiin and eloped with another, after having so frequently assured him to the contrary ? He could not, for a moment, entertain any such idea. That she would eventually prove true to her declarations, he felt no doubt. Strange forebodings, however, crept over his mind, and so worked upon his feelings that, in the fall, he was taken sick, and was sent to the hospital. But imagine his surprise, when, after a day or two ui his dreary quarters, a familiar countenance there met his anxious gaze. It was none other than tlie one he cher- ished so much — tliat of Marian Green. "What transpired at the recognition of each other at that time and place may possibly be imagined, but would be ditiicult to de- scribe. Sutlice it to say, however, that mutual explanations followed never to re- veal the discovery then and there made. Months passed on, and still Marian Green lemained in the hospital, kindly nursing the patients. She kept her sex a secret for a time, and would doubtless have done so for the whole term of her enlistment, had not the young man himself proved recreant to his ti-ust. He wrote a letter to her parents, informing them of the dis- covery, and they soon found means to bring home their long-lost daughter. She was loth to depart for home, but obedience to her parents rendered it necessary that she should lose no time in doing their bid- dhig, especially since her sex had beeu discovered. Li due course of time her lover returned home, and Marian Green, learning that a portion of the regiment had been dis- charged, proceeded to Detroit, Avhere shf met the idol of her heart. A justice of the peace was soon visited, and the luippy pair were made one. After tlie ceremony, they returned home to the inland town ti-om whence they came, with their hearts full of joy and their pockets lined with green- backs. All this was accomplished by Manau Green's enlistment as one of Uncle Sam's " brave boys in blue." Taken In and Done For. An entertauiing aiFair occurred at the Provost Marshal's office in Springtield, Massachusetts, illustrating the truth of the well-known adage, " the best laid schemes o' mice and men," &c. A citizen of that l)lace, desiring to put a representative into the grand army, bargained for one at nine hundred and fifty doUars with the brokers who hung around the office, ready to " take in and do for" any timid Avight Avishing to be patriotic by proxy. Tavo or three can- didates Avere examined, and rejected, and tlie buyer was about to withdi-aw in de- spair, Avhen the brokers announced that for nine hundred and seventy-five dollars they could " stop a man " — a healthy darkey, who was on liis way North, but could be induced to enlist in Springfield, for the sum named. The money was promised, and soon tho VOLUNTi:.ElUiNG, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC, 161 substitute elect was produced, bearing a letter from his employer — a Captain in a retui'ned Massachusetts regiment — to the Provost Marslial, stating that the boy, his servant, brought from Dixie, wished to go as a soldier, and that the money he re- ceived was to be j)laced in a savings-baidi for his benefit. This philanthropy on the Caj^tain's part met the approval of the board of enrollment, the young contraband proved to be able-bodied, and, as the sequel shows, of sound and disposing mind also. While undergoing the usual sharp ques- tioning characteristic of the ISIarshal's of- fice, it came out that two hundred dollars was the sum total which he was to receive, while the disinterested Captain and the brokers were graciously to pocket the dif- ference. Furthermore, he did not wish to go as " sub " for any man, but it was his di'lig-ht to march and fight as a Yankee volunteer, — and draw the bounties incident thereto. He was accordingly enlisted as lie wished, and when the citizen and brokers came for their expected papers, they were politely informed that the intended " sub " was already a soldier in the service of the United States. The citizen cursed his luck, the brokei'S gave vent to their wrath in true Flemish style, and claimed the boy to return to the mail who " ow ned him." Property in man not being recognized in the Marshal's office, he was not given up, and the brokers went their way, sadder but wiser men, threatening never to bring anotlier " sub" to that office till "■ tliis mat- ter was made right." The lofty indigna- tion of the Captain on ascertaining the failure of his nice little project for filling his purse, would have overwlielmed any smaller men than those same United States officials, and the depth of his patriotism was sounded when he declared that he woidd not have allowed his servant to en- list had he been informed of the inten- tion- The new recruit was jubilant over his unexpected good fortune, and, determined •to make the most of his opportunities, elected to go as a volunteer for one of the wards of the city, receiving thereby the ward and city bounties, which, with tlie State an«T Government bounties, made him up a purse of nearly one thousand dollars. Could he have now found a dark-skinned beauty, willmg to have foregone the pleas- ures of honey-moon, he w'ould have en tered into partnership, sharuig fame and fortune, for the benefit of the State aid that a married man is entitled to. The last that was seen of the shrewd volunteer, he was marching through Boston with his "■' knapsack strapped upon his back," having given to his former master and Captain a generous gratuity as a " memento nigrio" All a Mother Can Do. At the time of the first call for volun teers to strike down the rebellion, a ma- tronly lady, accomjianied b}' her sou, a fine youth of about nineteen years, entered a gun-store on Broadway, New York, and purchased a full outfit for him. Selecting the best weapons and other articles for a soldier's use, that could be found in the store, she paid the bill, remarking, witli evident emotion, " This, my son, is all that I can do. I have given you up to serve your country, and may God go with you ! It is all a mother can do." The scene at- tracted considerable attention, and tearful eyes followed that patriotic mother and her son, as they departed from the place. Maiden, Wife, Volunteer and Widow- Love and Patriotism. An undaunted w' oman was Mary Owens This remarkable person accompanied her husband to tlie army, fought by his side mitil he fell by the hand of his country's enemy, and then returned home in full uniform, to tell the adventurous tale of her devotion and sufferings. She was m the service eighteen months, took part in three battles, and was wounded twace, — first in the face above the I'ight eye, and then m her arm ; this required her to be taken to the hospital, where she was obliged to con- 162 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE EEBELLION. fess her true sex and the circumstances of lier being in the ranks. She had en- listed in the town of Danville, Montour county, Pennsylvania, under the name of John Evans, and gave as her reason for such a romantic and hazardous undertak= ing, the fact that her father was uncom- promising in his hostility to her marriage Love and Patriotism. with Mr. Owens, threatening violence in case she disobeyed his commands ; where- upon, after having been secretly married, she donned the United States uniform, en- listed in the same company with her hus- band, endured all the hardships of the camp, and the dangers of the field, saw her husband fall dead by her side, and return- ed home wovmded and a widow — yoimg, rather pretty, and, of course, the heroine of the neighborhood. Though of Welsh parentage, she was a genuine Yankee in patriotism and " smartness." upon, thus the Doctor rejoined, while a smile fauitly illumined the face of the Board : " I am happy to assure you, my honest-hearted friend, that the Govern- ment is prepared at once to relieve your mother of so unsuitable a burden, and aS' sume your entire charge and expenses during the next three years, without the slightest recourse to the maternal fount for support or succor." The young draftee appeared a little bewildered, and, referring to the papers to ascertain what was the matter,' found that the humanitarian clause hi the Enrolment Act Avas not precisely in his favor, though he had thought it to be. He had innocently got the point twisted round just contrary to its word an*d intent, and found, greatly to his — 'satisfaction,' that he was just the knid of young buck to do his comitry a favor. Got the Point Twisted Around Wrong-. A rural conscript appeared before the Eastern Board of Enrolment, Providence, Rhode Island, and desired to be exempted forthwith, in order that he might return to his country home. " What are your claims? "demanded the Doctor, "/'m en- tirely dependent upon my mother for sup- port/" was the innocent reply. Where- No Fancy for Salt Pork, Hard Tack, ancS Minie Bullets. Katie Maxwell, with as loyal » spirit in her bosom as ever an American maiden owned, sat knitting alone in the parlor one evening ; she heard the bell ring, and knew by the sound whose hand had pulled the wire. Her fingers grew unsteady, and she began to drop stitches. So she let the stocking upon which she was at work fall into her lap. She sat very still now, her heart beating strongly. Tlie heavy tread of George Mason was in the hall. Then the door opened, and the young man en- tered. She did not rise. In fact, so strong Avas her inward disturbance that she felt the necessity for remaining as ex- ternally quiet as possible, in order to keep from betraying her actual state of mind- " Good evening," said Mason, almost gaily, as he stepped into the room. Then pausing suddenly, and lifting both hand& in mock surprise, he exclaimed, "Blue yarn and soldiers' stockings— ~ blue yarn and soldiers' stockings ! Oh, Katie Maxwell ! " Katie did not move nor reply. Her heart was fluttering when he came in ^ut VOLUNTEERING, DUAI-^TINU, DESERTING, ETC. 163 ill an iiLstniit it regained an even beat. There was more in liis tone even than in his worded. The clear;, strong eyes were on his face. '' Ila ! ha! " he laughed, gaily, now ad- vancing until he had come within a few feet of the maiden. Then she rose and moved back a pace or two, with a strange, cold dignity of manner that surprised her visitor. " What a good actress you would make ! " he said, still speaking lightly, for he did not think her in earnest. "A Goddess of Liberty ! Here is my cane ; raise your stocking and the representation will be perfect." " I am not acting, George." She spoke with an air of severity that sobered him. " You are not ? " " No ; I cautioned you this morning about trifling with things which should be held out of the region of trifling," she answered steadily ; ^' If you are not suffi- ciently inspired with love of country to lift an arm in her defense, don't, I pray you, hinder, with light words even, the feeble service that a woman's hands may render. I am not a man, and can not, tlierefore, fight for liberty and good gov- ernment, but what I am able to do I am doing from a state of mind that is hurt by levity. I am in earnest ; if you are not, it is time that you looked down into your heart and made some effi)rt to under- stand its springs of action. You are of man's estate, you are in good health, you are not trammeled by any legal or social hindrances. Why, then, are you not in the held, George Mason ? I have asked myself a hundred times since morning this question, and can reach no satisfactory answer." Katie Maxwell stood before the young man like one inspired, her eyes flashing, her face m a glow, her lips firmly set but arched, her slender form drawn up to its full height, almost imperiously. " In the field ! " he said in astonishment, and not without confusion of manner. " Yes, ill the field ! in arms for your country ! " He shrugged his shoulders with an afl^ected indifference that was mingled with something of contempt, saying blandly — for he did not give himself space to re- flect — " I've no particular fancy for salt pork, hard tack, and Minie bullets." " Nor I for cowards / " exclaimed Katie, borne away by her feelings ; and she pointed sternly to the door. The young man went out. As she shut the door she sank into the chair from which she had arisen, Aveak and quivering. The blue yarn stocking did not grow un- der her hand that night ; but her fingers moved with unwearied diligence through all the next day, and a soldier's sock, thick, and soft, and warm, was laid beside her father's plate when he came to the even- ing meal. Very sweet were the approv- ing sentences that fell from his lips, and they had balm in them for the pain which had wrought at her heart for many hours. For Life, if the Nation will Take Me. On the Sunday afternoon after the fall of Fort Sumter, Theodore Winthrop was walking with a friend in the woods upon Staten Island, near his home. No man could have a clearer conception of the significance of that event. An American in the noblest sense, he felt that the time had come in which the nation's liberties could be maintained only as they were won. " To-morrow," said his friend, " we shall have a proclamation from the Presi- dent." " Then to-morrow," he answered, I shall enlist. I wish to enroll myself at once in the police of the nation, and for life, if the nation will take me. I do not see that I can put myself — experience and character — to any more useful use." In this spirit he acted, and such was his evident ability that in a month he was aid 164 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, and military secretary to General Butler, cand held at his disposal a first lieutenancy in the army. He lost his life in the expe- dition that left Fort Monroe. June 9, 18C1, at Bethel, the rebel riflemen stating that they several times took deliberate aim at him, as he was all the time conspicuous at the head of the advancing Federal troops, 'oudly cheering them on to the assault He was shot hi the side. foot for marching. The old man was somewhat puzzled to know what possible arrangement could have been made which would allow all of the family to go, but the explanation of the boy solved the diffi- culty. " Father, said he, with a confi- dential chuckle in the old man's ear, " the fact is, I've let the farm on shares ! " Father and four sons went with the Four- teenth i'e2;iment. Making- a Family Matter of It. Before the departure of the Fourteenth Brooklyn regiment for the seat of war, a man who carried on a blacksmith shop in comxection with two of his own sons, went to head-quarters and concluded to enlist He said that he could leave the blacksmith business in the hands of the boys — "he could 'nt stand it any longer, and go he must." He was accepted. Next day down came the oldest of the boys The blacksmith business " wasn't very drivin', and he guessed John would take care of it." " Well," said the old man, " go it." And the oldest son went it. But the day following, John made his appearance He felt lonesome, and had shut up the shop. The father remonstrated, but the boy would enlist, and enlist he did. Now the old gentleman had two more sons, who " worked the farm," near Flushing. The military fever seems to have run u\ the family, for no sooner had the father and tlie two older brothers enlisted, than the younger sons came m for a like purpose. The father Avas a man of few woi'ds, but he said that he " would'nt stand that any- how," The blacksmithing- business might go to the d — 1, but the farm must be looked after. So the boys were sent home. Pres- ently one of them re-appeared. They had concluded, on the whole, that one could manage the farm, and had tossed up to see who should go with the Fourteenth, and he had won the chance. This arrangement was finally and definitely agreed to. But lo ! on the day of depai'ture the last boy cf the tamily was on hand to join, and on Sometlriiigr to Cogitate Upon. The movements of the Mackerel Brig- ade have engaged to such an extent the pen of tliat eminent historiographer, Mr. Kerr, that no additional fact need be stated in speaking of their interest and importance with reference to the war, in which the brigade played so distinguished a part. One commemorative scene is thus portrayed : — Knowing that the Mackerel Brigade was making preparatio;i to entrap the Southern Confederacy at Molasses Junc- tion, I ascended to the upper gallery of my architectural steed, Pegasus, on Tues- day, in order that 1 might not be imduly hurried on my journey. Taking Accomac on my way to the battle-field, — my boy, — I called upon Colonel Wobert Wobinson, who is superintending preparations for the draft there, and was witness to an incident suitable to be recoz'ded in profane history. The draft in Accomac, my boy, is posi- tively to take place on the eleventh of September ; but it is believed that the enrolment can be finished before the fif- teenth, in which case the draft must not take place on the twentieth. In fixct, the Judge Advocate of Accomac states posi- tively that the conscription will take place on the first of October ; and volunteering is so brisk that no di*aft may be required. At least, such is the report of those best acquamted with the more decisive plans of the War Department, which thinks of joining the temperance society. The exempts were filing their papers of exemption with Colonel Wobert Wob- VOLUNTEERING, DRAP^TING, DESERTING, ETC, 165 iiisou, my boy, and among them was one chap with a swelled eye, a deranged ueck- ti.\ and a hat that looked as ihough it might have been an elephant's loot-pad. The chap came in with a weary walk, and says he : •• Being a married man, war has no ter- i-ors for me ; but I am obliged to exempt myself from military affairs on account of cataract in my eyes." Colonel Wobert Wobinson looked at him sympathizingly, and says he : " You might possibly do for a Major- General, my son ; it is principally business that characterizes a majority of our pres- ent Major-Generals in the field ; but fear- ing that yoiu" absence from home might cause a prostration in the liquor business, I Avill accept your cataract as valid." The poor chap sighed until he reached the first hiccup, and then says he : " I wish I could cure this here cataract, which causes my eye to w^eep even in the absence of woe." "Do your orbs liquidate so freely?" says the Colonel, with the air of a family physician. "■ Yes," said the poor chap, gloomily, " they are like two continual mill sti-eams." " Mill streams ! " said Colonel Wobinson, meditatively ; " mill streams ! Why, then, you had better dam your eyes." I think, my boy, I say I think, that this kind advice of Colonel Wobeit AYobinson must have been misunderstood in some way, for an instant departure of severally [jiously inclined recruits took place precipi- tately, and the poor chap chuckled like a fiend. It is a grate misfortune of your mother tongue, my boy, that words of Avidely dif- ferent meaning have precisely the same sound, and in using one you seem to be abusinsf another. ment. He had been urging the men to come forAvard and sign the roll, and told the women to hurry them up. At this, a woman arose in the meeting and addressed her husband ^ ubstantially as follows : "Ira, you know that you said before you came Ira's Wife and his Breeches. While Mr. Ely was addressing a patri- otic meeting m Gosport, N. Y., a little scene occurred which created much merri- Ira's Wife and his Breeches. here to-night, that you- would enlist. If you don't do it, go straight home and take off those breeches, and let me have them, and I will go myself!" This brought down the house and brought up Ira, who pvtt his name down and became a volun- teer. Hard Work for a Drafting-Colonel in Savan- nah. The scene Avhich ensued on the occasion of the Confederate draft for four hmidred men in Savannah, Georgia, to complete a requisition for troops, the requisite number not having volunteered, is thus amusingly described by an eye witness : Fifteen hundred of the business men and mechanics of the (dty were dra^vn up in a hollow square, on the parade ground, all in a high state of excitement. The Colonel now took his place in the centre, and from the back of a magnificent horse, in a few well-timed remarks, called for volunteers. He said it Ava6 a shame that a Georgian should submit to be drafted, ItJd THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION iiid dishonorable to a citizen of Savannah t( be forced into the service of his coun- try. He appealed to their patriotism, their pluck, and their — }>elf. He told them of good clothes, good living, and fifty dollars bounty ; and on the strength of these — as he thought — conclusive considerations, in- vited everybody to walk three paces in front. Nobody did it. An ugly pause ensued, worse than a dead silence between the ticking of a conversation. The Colonel thought he might not have been heard or understood, and he repeat- ed his catalogue of persuasions. At this point one of the sides of the square opened, and in marched a company of about forty stalwart Irishmen, whom their Captain, in a loud and exultant tone, announced as the " Mitchell Guards ; we volunteer, Colonel, in a body." The Colonel was delighted. He proposed " three cheers for the Mitchell Guards," and the crowd indulged not inor- dinately in the jndmonary exercise. The requisite number did not seem to be forth- coming, however, and the Colonel made another little speech, winding up with an mvitation to the black drunmier and fifer to ]ierambulate the quadrangle and play Dixie, which they did, but they came as they went — solitary and alone ; not the ghost of a volunteer being anywhere visi- ble in the Ethiopian wake. The Colonel looked as blank as if he was getting des- perate, and a draft seemed inevitable. As a dernier resort the Colonel directed all who had excuses to advance to the cen- tre, and submit them for examination. Tho.se who have ever seen a crowd run away from a falling building at a fire, or toward a dog-fight, or a street sho^^', can form some idea of the tem])estuous nature of the Avave that swept toward the little table in the centre of the square around which were gathered the four gi'ave gen- tlemen Avho were to examine the docu- ments. It was a scene which, as an uninterested outsider, one could only hold his sides and laugh at. Hats were crushed into every imaginable misshape, ribs punched, corns smashed, clothes torn, and canes lest. Every hand held its magical bit of paper, from the begrimed digits of the individual just from a stable or a foundry, to the filbert-tapering and dainty-gloved extrem- ity of the dry goods clerk, just from his counter. Young and old, rich and poor^ neat and nasty, Americans, Englishmen, Irishmen, Germans, Frenchmen, Italians, Isi'aelites, and Gentiles, all went to make up the motley mass. What a pretty lo* of sick and disabled individuals thei'e were, to be sure. Swelled arms, limping legs, spine diseases, corns and bunions, bad eyes, toothaches, constitutional debility in the bread-basket, eruptive diseases, deafness, rheumatism, not aa'cII generally — these, and a thousand other complaints, were repre- sented as variously and heterogeneously as by any procession of pilgrims that ever visited the Holy Land. And so the day progressed, nearly ten hours being consumed in the eiuleavor to secure a draft. In tlie afternoon, the ab- sentees were gathered together, and the efforts renewed, when, strange to say, every man who found the liability imminent of his being forced to enlist, protested that he was just on the point of doin* so, and " wilHngly " put his name to the roll. The state of things in Savannah, in respect to Aolunteering in defence of ''outraged South- ern rights," was about on a par with the feeling in other cities of the South. Settling: an Irish Voltuiteer Case. A buxom Irish woman came one day to the room of the Supervisors' Vohmteering Committee, New York, with three Emerald lads in tow, about six, eight and ten years of age respectively. She pushed rather brusquely up to the table where sat Mr. Chairman Blunt, Avith all the qualities of lawyer, judge and jury blended harmoni- ously into one, and said : — "Is Misther Bloont Avithin? Come along up here, ye childers," turning to her trio. VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC, 167 " Yes, 1 ain the man," says the jury, judge and counsellor. " Wal, I've fetched the three boys for yees.' '•Whose boys?" " Your own, to be sure. Take them and make the best ye can of them." Here was a nice pickle of hsh. The clerks in the vicinity and tlie numerous sjjectators about pricked up their ears, and looked knowingly at each other and then at Mr. Blunt. The latter gentleman for a moment ap- peared a little staggered, looked about him generally, and ejaculated " Ahem." It was an interesting moment, and all waited for the next development. " My boys ! what do you mean ?" " Mane ?" said she ; " I mane that they cire yer own, and ye must take the care ot them, for I won't. Didn't ye enlist me husband here without me consent? Put him in the nasty army, wliei"e I suppose he is shot by this time ? Yes ; he's left me and left me childers. As ye took him, so may ye take me boys, and support them, too He's the father of me childers, and he has left them and their mither, and without a cint to feed them with, and ye — ye — ye did it !" " Oh ! be calm, my good woman," says INIn Blunt ; " let us look into this matter. Your husband enlisted, did he ? " " Yees, sur." " Well, I do not enlist any one ; I only pay the bounty. Did he get his bounty money ? " " Yees, sur ; he did — three hundred dol- lars ; but niver a divil of a cint did he give to me. Ye had no business to give him the money. Now ye've got him, take the childers wid ye." '• Well, if you insist upon it, I'll take your children and pvit them in excellent quarters." "And what will ye did with them?" " Why, put them in the Orphan Asy- lum." " The Orfen Asylum ! The divil ye will ! And do ye think I will have them in the Orfen Asylum, and their lather isn't dead yit, and I am a living soul, their own honest mither, standing afore ye ? The Orfen Asylum ! " The very idea seemed abhorrent to her, and she still msisted on " Misther Bloont " taking upon hhnself the care of her " child- ers." " Have you not seen your husband since he enlisted?" " No, sur." " How do you know I paid him three hundred dollars bounty?" " Michael McGuire, who went with him, told me so." "■ Now, Avliat is your name ? " says Mr. B. " JNIe name is Margaret Phelin." " And your husband's name ? " " Patrick Phelin; and these are the three liitle Phelhis — all we have." The Supervisor directed one of his clerks to refer to the books for that name. It was soon found, with the fact also that Mr. Blunt had, at Patrick's request, deposited the money in the savings bank to the credit of his wife Margaret. Here, then, was a discovery. Says Mr. B. to Margaret : " Patrick, you say, left you no money ? " " No, sur, and the more shame to Mm ; for he Avas a good man, Patrick." " What would you do with the three hundred dollars, if you had it ? " " Bless yer Honor, I'd put it in the praist's hands or the savings bank, and keep it safe for Pat and the boys." "You wouldn't spend it, nor fool it away ? " " In fath, I would not." "And you would bring up your boys Avell and send them to school ? " " Indade I would." " Well, my good woman, the money is all safe in the bank and belongs to you., I placed it there for you at Patrick's re- quest. It shows he is a good man, and you see to it that you make him a good wife while he is away." 168 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION The woman was overwhelmed with astonishment as well as gratitude at this piece of unexpected good luck, and poured out her thanks upon him Avhom she was a few mmutes before anathematizing, and in such a demonstrative manner as the native Irish alone can evince. The tables were fairly turned, and no father was wanted for the " childers." Girl-Recniit for tlie Cavalry. A dashing young -woman in male attu-e visited the city of Rochester, New York, and sought admission to the army as a vol- imteer. She was dressed in dark clothes and wore a soft hat with a gilt cord around it, and had the general air of a soldier. She went to the head-quarters of the Third Cavalry, in the Arcade, and there made her a[)plication to Sergeant White, of Com= pany H, to be enlisted as a soldiei*. She stated to the officer that she had served eighteen months in the infantry, and had been Avomided in one of her limbs, was put hito hospital, and then discharged. Sergeant White thought she was rather light for the service, but said she might perhaps go in as bugler. She replied that it was just Avhat she w^ould like, and to show her capacity she whistled one or two calls. The Sergeant, not at all suspecting that he Avas dealing with a female, famiharly put his hands upon her chest and arms, and remarked that she was rather queerly made. Finally he started with her for the office of the surgeon, to be examined, she having signed her name as Johnson, on the roll. Just before reaching the office of the surgeon, the recruit said to the Ser- geant that she could not be examined, and if she Avent in it must be without that. The Sergeant replied that the law was im- perative. She then disclosed her sex as a reason why she craved exemption from the customary examination. This ended the matter so far as Sergeant White Avas con- cernedo He introduced the recruit to a number of officers, and none of them sus- pected her sex. The Sergeant did not be- tray the confidence reposed in him- by the girl, until she had time to get out of the way. One of the lieutenants of the Third, who conversed with this recruit, expressed his doubts as to the young man being old enough or tall enough for such service. A measurement, hoAvever, sho\A^ed that he Avas over five feet high, and though he claimed to be eighteen years of age, the lieutenant protested that he could not be over sixteen. Fate of a Covirard. The following is one among the many curious cases resulting from the draft. In the mouth of July, 1863, a man in Ames- bury, Massachusetts, Avas drafted, and on the 27th of that month he presented a claim for exemption as the only son of an aged and dependent mother. On this, an investigation took place, which proved that tli£ woman he called his mother was only one Avho had adopted him, and the claim was not alloAved. He then suggest- Fate of a Coward. ed that perhaps his teeth might exempt him ; but an examination caused that also to h6 dismissed. The next day or the dav after he went to NeAvburyix)rt and had eight teeth extracted, and in four or five days afterward he called at the offit^e for exemption, and Avas duly exempted for VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC. 169 loss of teeth. A short time after, these facts came to the knowledge of the pro- vost officers, the man was at once arrested, and the allegations substantiated. The case was now reported to the Pi'ovost- Marshal- General, who ordered that the man be held to service and assigned to the artillery, without the privilege of commu- tation or furnishing a substitute. He was soon on his way to Gallop's Island. " I likes de Job." A stalwart descendant of the Nubian race, buttoned to his chin with nine brass eagles, his Burnside hat surmounted with a feeble plagiarism of the " Prince's feath- er," his feet encased snugly in a pair of " broadhorn " coal boots, built of leathei', and his lips of a character not especially commented on in the " Song of Solomon," pleasantly vouchsafed to those around him the following little military apostrophe. Striking the most graceful attitude of Dick Swiveller, puffing a weed fresh from the remarkably choice stock of an army sutler, he cocked one eye condescendingly upon his listeners, as he defined his position: " Yer see," said he, " dis life is diff'ent from what I used to live — no pickin' cotton in de field now — no sore sliins, no jeens clothes — no oberseer — no hckins. I'se a !?oger now — thirteen dollars a month, plen- ty grub, and good clothes. I always 'haves myself, and gits furlough. I likes de job, myself ! Ha, ha, ha ! " Sad Result of Patriotic Coiirage in a Youth. Robert was a conscientious, likely young man, who was one of those persons honoi-ed by the draft, in one of the pleas- ant villages of New England. His state of bodily health was such that he could have availed himself, if he had chosen, of one of the ' humane clauses ' of the origi- nal conscription act, but being patriotic and honest, he felt it to be his duty to obey the call of his government. Before leaving his village home, he married the girl of his choice, and then left her and 11 his doting mother to pray for his early re- turn to them. In the com-se of time it was rumored that the yomig soldier was sick in a Washington hospital. Now, Robert was never fit to enter the service, and the severe marches between the Po- tomac and the Rapidan were too heavy a tax upon his slender frame. Sure enough, he fell sick, and was lucky enough to get into a Washington hospital. One Sunday morning, afterAvards, a friend went to Harewood hospital, to find Robert. In re- ply to his inquiries, he was told that the young soldier had recovered, and had been transferred to the invalid corps. The friend was rejoiced at this announcement, but as he was leaving, he met a surgeon, and asked him more particularly respecting the soldier in question. He replied very quickly, "You have been mismformed. Charles has been transferred to the invalid corps, but Robert died last night of typhoid fever ! " This is one of ten thousand incidents, of a similar kind, in the heart-history of America's great rebellion. Jim Morg'an and tlie New Recruit. The arrival of new recruits always was taken advantage of by the old soldiers, aa an excellent opportunity to gratify their love for jokes and sells, of which they did not fail to have an abundant and varied supply, to suit different cases and circum- stances. On one of these occasions of camp haz- ing, General James Morgan, from Illinois, and commanding a brigade in Davis's Di- vision, was drawn in as one of the dra- matis personce. The General being one of those men who would be very apt to be mistaken for a wagon-master, on ac- count of his plain and miassuraing manner and dress, advantage was duly taken of this for a ' lark.' A new recruit of his brigade lost some books, and made inquiry of a Veteran where he would be likely to find them. Veteran informed him that the only thief in the brigade was Jim 170 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. Morgan, who did the teaming, and who occupied a tent near the blue Hag. Away ran recruit to Morgan's tent, shoved his head in, and asked, " Does Jim Morgan live here ? " " Yes," was the reiily, " my name is James Morgan." " Then I want you to hand over those books you stole from me " " I have none of your books, my man." " It's a — lie," indignantly exclaimed the recruit. The boys say you are the only thief in camp ; turn out them books, or I'll grind your infernal carcass into ap- ple sass." The General relished the joke much, but seeing the sinewy recruit peeling off his coat, thought it time to inform him of his relations to the brigade, — at which the astonished recruit walked off, merely re- marking, " Wall, — r me if I'd taken you for a Brigadier. Excuse me, General, I don't know the ropes yet." Wanted to Dra-w on the Blue Clothes. Commissioner Blunt, of New York, while superintending the local bureau of drafting in that city, received the following note in " fair and gentle lines :" — " O. Blunt — Sir : Pardon me for the liberty I have taken ; but I am an able- bodied Avoman, and if you will enlist me I will put on soldier's clothing and go. There shall never be any one the ■wiser until my time has "expired, if I could se- cure the doctor, and that is done very easy, I suppose. I think I should make a bet- ter soldier than a great many who draw on the blue clothes, and are always talk- ing but won't fight. Yours, etc., Miss Hattie , 55 street." Of course the fair Hattie was allowed to dispense her charms in her accustomed sphere instead of donning the " blue clothes" and to show " figlit" with her pen instead of with the sword or bayonet. Fannie and Nellie of the T-wenty-fbtirth New Jersey. Miss Fanny Wilson was a native of Williamsburg, Long Island, and about one year prior to the war she went to the West, visiting a relative who resided at Lafayette, Indiana. While there, her leisure moments were frequently employed in communicating by affectionate epistles with one to whom her heart had been given and her hand had been promised before leaving her native city — a young man from New Jei'sey. After a residence of about one year with her western rela- tive, and just as the war was beginning to prove a reality, Fanny, in company with a certain Miss Nellie Graves, who also had come from the East, and there left a lover, set out upon her return to her home and family. While on their way thither? the two young ladies concocted a scheme, the romantic nature of which Avas doubt= less its most attractive feature. Fannie and Nellie. The call for troops having been issued, and the several States coming quickly forward with their first brave boys, it so had hap- pened that those tAvo youths whose hearts had been exchanged for those of the pair Avho then were on their happy way toward them, enlisted in a certain and the same regiment. Having obtained cognizance of this fact, Fanny and her companion VOI DNTEERING, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC, 171 conceived the idea of assuming the uni- form, enlisting in the service, and follow- ing their lovers to the field. Their plans were soon matured and carried into effect. A sufficient change having been made in their personal appearance, — their hair cut to the requisite shortness, and themselves re-clothed to suit their purpose, — they sought the lootility of tlie chosen regiment, offered their services, and were accepted and mustered in. In just another compa- ny from their own, of the same regiment — the Twenty-fourth New Jersey — were their patriotic lovers, ' known though all unknowing.' On parade, in the drill, they were together ; they obey^ the same command. In the quick evolutions of the field they came as close as they had in other days, even on the floor of tlie dan- cing school ; and yet, notwithstanding all this, the facts of the case were not made known. But the Twenty-fourth, by the fate of war, was ordered before Vicksburg, hav- ing already served through the first cam- paign in Western Virginia; and liere, alas, for Fanny, she was to suffer by one blow. Here her brave lover was wounded. She sought his cot, watched over him, and half revealed her true sex or nature in her de- votion and gentleness. She nursed him faithfully and long — but he died. Next after this, by the reverse of for- tune, Fanny herself and her companion were both thrown upon their hospital cots, exhausted and sick. With others, both wounded and debilitated, they were sent to Cairo. Their attendants were more ronstant and scrutinizing. Suspicion be- gan to be excited, — the discovery of Fan- n}''s and Nellie's true sex was made. Of course the next event in their romantic history was a dismissal from the service. But not until her health had improved s^ufficiently Avas Fanny dismissed from the sick ward of the hospital. This happen- ed, however, a week or two after her sex had become known. Nellie, who up to this time had shared the fate of her com- panion, was now no longer allowed to do so ; her illness became serious, she was detained in the hospital, and Fanny and she parted — their histories no longer be- ! ing linked. Having again entered society as a mem- ber of her real sex, Fanny was next heard of on the stage of a theatre at Cai- ro, serving an engagement as a ballet girl. But this was for only a few days. She turns up in Memphis, even as a soldier again ! But she had changed her branch of the military service, having become a private in the Third Illinois cavalry. Only two weeks, however, had she been enlisted in this capacity, when, to her utter sur- prise, she was stopped by a guard and ar- rested for being a woman in men's cloth- ing. She was taken to the office of the detective police and questioned until no doubt remained as to her identity, not proving herself, as was suspected, a rebel spy, but a Federal soldier. An appropri- ate wardrobe was procured her, and her word given that she would not again at- tempt a disguise. A brief description of Fanny would be that of a young lady of about nineteen years, of a fair but some- what tanned face, rather masculine voice, sprightly and somewhat educated mind — being very easily able to pass herself off for a boy of about seventeen or eighteen years. Table Turuingr at the Recruiting- Office- The idea had become pretty general that no one was sharp enough to outwit or cheat a broker in bounties for army re- cruits ; but, in one instance at least, this illusion was dispelled in the goodly village of Gotham — sometimes known as the city of New York, — where one of the frater- nity was more than matched at the rooms of the municipal committee or commission on the draft. The broker in question attempted to take a man into the State of Connecticut as a substitute, for which act he confessed he was to receive the little sum of seven 172 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION hundred dollars. He was on the point of being arrested, but earnestly declared that he did not know of any law against it, and. promising fairly for the future, was let off. His next effort was with a party to whom he offered to give five hmidred dollars to go as a substitute. The parties appeared at the rooms of the city commit- tee ; matters looked all right ; the broker deposited the three hundred and thirty- five dollars with the committee, as usual, (which was of course to be paid over to the substitute when he had passed,) and he paid to the substitute, into his own hands, the balance, one hundred and sixty- five dollars, — which made the five hun- dred. They now proceeded to the surgeon's apartment, for examination of the man's bodily condition, the substitute in the meantime having quietly and secretly given his one hundred and sixty-five dol- lars 'hand money' to some sly friend, who was probably hanging about for the pur- pose. The examination progressed in the usual manner, when the surgeon an- nounced that the substitute would not pass ! Substitute probably kiaew this be- fore he started. Now the broker wanted his one hundi'ed and sixty-five dollars back again ; but the substitute had not got it — he had just sent it home to his wife. The wife was sent for ; she had seen no money from any quarter, and had received nothing but a black eye, which she said her husband gave her when a lit- tle how-come-ye-so. Substitute was again questioned, then stripped and thoroughly examined, but nothing turned up but a certificate pledging him an extra hundred to go to Brooklyn ; " But," said substitute, " my honor was at stake, and I would not leave the city." The broker was of course dumbfounded and amazed — silent with sorrow that he had at last found a man who could " do " him. But he tvas "done" most effectual- ly — done out of his ' one hundred and sixty-five ' clean, and also out of the two hundred dollars which he would have se- cured from his principal. He withdrew his three hundred and thirty-five dollars, from the hands of the committe, bade an affectionate farewell to Supervisor Blunt, declaring that ' There were two things he never expected to see in his day, viz., any one getting ahead of the supervisor, or being himself cheated. The last sad event he had experienced to-day, much to his grief, the other might yet happen, for it now appeared there were sharper ones to look after than the bounty-brokers — farewell ! ' With a wave of the hand the honest broker retired — to meditate, probably, over the gross and open-handed corrup- tions of the day. Nervous Customer in the Red Tape Depart- ment. When Washington was being besieged by the rebel raiders, there came into the Adjutant-General's office a man anxious to serve the country. He was old and bent, long and gray of hair, coarse and strong of features, nervous and trembling of hand, slow and shambling of step, husky and uncertain of voice, quick and wandering of eye. " I Avant to go into the service ; aren't we to have a chance ? Isn't there to be any call on the people of the city to rise against the invaders ? " '" Please step up to the Provost-Marshal-General's office, Sir," answered one of the clerks, as he winked at his neighbor^ " But I don't want to run around — I want to go into service to help repel the invaders of our homes." " Certainly, Sir, certainly ; but you'll have to go up there to be enrolled,'* replied the clerk. The old man left. Half an hour later he was seen up stairs, talking with Colonel McBeever. " It's a damnable shame that the rebels have got into Maryland," said he ; " the invaders must be driven out, and I want to help do it. I am an old man, but I can handle a musket yet." " Certainly, Sir, certaudy ; just step over to the Quartermaster's De- partment, and you'll find them organizing VOLUNTEEIUNG, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC, 178 a company for iimnediate service, into which you can go at once. Shall I send a messenger to sJiow you over there, Sir ? " " Oh, no— I'll find it ; I'll find it." He went out, muttering something about the invaders ; but showed his confidence in official movements and directions, by turning deliberately and going the other way from the Quartermaster Genez'al's Department. Career of Frank Henderson. The war produced many heroines, and turned up from the humbler walks of life many rough sfones that proved to be the genuine diamonds. But probably no army ever opened so many doors for romance as did the army of the United States during the southern rebellion. Accounts pre- Career of Frank Henderson sented themselves almost daily to the eye, of the valorous deeds of females fighting in the ranks for months, without their sex being divulged ; and in most of these cases there was connected with their history some love experience or matter of ro- mance that had an important bearing upon their action. The following case of triple enlistment shows a military penchant quite rare and remarkable. While our army was at Chattanooga, Colonel Burke, of tlie Tenth Ohio, went out to Graysville, Georgia, inider flag of truce, with authority from General Thomas to exchange twenty-seven prison- ers in our hands for an equal number in the hands of the rebels, the preliminaries of which had been previously arranged. Among the number in the hands of the enemy was a member of the Ninetieth Illinois, who may be called Frank Hen- derson. Frank's history was briefly this: On the breaking out of the rebellion she had an only brother, the only relative, living in Chicago, Illinois. The brother enlisted in the Eleventh Illinois infantry, and be- ing left alone in the world she resolved to enlist in the service in order to be near her brother. She enlisted in the Eleventh, participated in its engagements, and on the mustering out of the regiment for the three months' service she was discharged, without her sex having been discovered. She next enlisted in the Third Illinois regiment, and served for several months, during which time she managed to retain her secret, and by her staid habits won the universal esteem of the officers. Wounded in one of the battles in which she participated, she was discharged. But Frank's love for the service did not per- mit her long to pursue the inert life inci- dent to home, and the organization of the Ninetieth Illinois regiment offered her an opportunity to gratify her love for a mili- tary life. She enlisted as a private in Colonel O'Mara's regiment, and proved herself an excellent soldier. She served in all the battles of that regiment, and was present at the capture of Holly Springs by the rebels — denounced by her as a disgraceful proceeding on the part of our forces, who could have held the place. In the latter part of the summer, while the regiment was marching through Flor- ence, Alabama, she asked and obtained permission of her Colonel to enter a house in search of something to eat ; her regi- 174 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. meat moved on, and while waiting for the supper to be prepared in the house where she was, two rebels crawled out from un- der a bed, and presenting themselves be- fore her, ordered her to surrender. Thus in their power, she was forced to yield herself a prisoner, and was taken to Atlanta, Georgia, and there placed in duress. In a few weeks after her arrival, Frank made a desperate attempt to es- cape, and when ordered to halt by the guard, paid not the least attention to the demand, and was fired iipon. The ball took effect in her leg, and she continued to suffer jfrom the wound. Colonel Burke, while out with the flag of truce, effected her exchange, among others, and she be- came an inmate of the hos])ital, where in due time she happily reco\'erL'd from her wounds. From the time of her first en- listment, which was in June, 1861, until some Aveeks after her capture, she kept her sex a secret from everybody, nor was there ever any suspicion excited m regard to her not being of the sex whose attire she wore. In personal appearance she was jDrepossessing, and her whole demean- or was such as would have done no dis- credit to the best man in the ranks. Fearful Ordeal for a Deserter. One of the privates in the Nineteenth Indiana regiment having deserted his post, was tried by a court martial, and found guilty, the punishment being death for such a crime. His execution was deferred for some time, and he was kept in a pain- ful state of suspense. At last, the time was fixed for his execution, and five regi- ments were drawn up in line to witness it, wliile a file of twelve men were in ad- vance to execute the sentence of death by shooting him. The prisoner was led forward blind- folded, and the usual words of preparation and command were given in a low, meas ured tone, by the officer in charge of the proceedings. During the interval between the orders, " Take aim," and " Fire," and before the last was given, a horseman rode rapidly up the road, waving in the air a paper, which was understood by all pres- ent to be a reprieve. Covered with dust and perspiration, the officer rocle hurriedly up to the officer in command, and deliv ered to him Avhat really proved to be a reprieve. The shout, " Reprieve ! " fell vipon the poor soldier's ear, which was already strained to the utmost in anticipation of hearing the last and final word that was to usher his soul into the presence of his Creator ; it Avas too much for him, and he fell back upon his coffin apparently dead. The bandage was removed from his eyes, but reason had taken its flight, and he be- came a hojieless maniac. He was dis- charged and sent home • to his friends. His death had really never been intended ; but it was deemed necessary for the good, order and discipline of the army to make an impression not only upon himself, but the whole brigade ; for that purpose the forms of the execution were regulaily gone through with, in presence of five regiments, and the reprieve arrived in good time, as it was intended. It was sought by this means to solemnly impress upon the Avhole assemblage of soldiers the necessity of a strict observance of duty and obedience, under the penalty of an ignominious death. It was a fearful or- deal for the deserter, but it was certainly better than to have completed the tragedy by sending his soul into " that world which no mortal doth know." From Deck to Camp. As some of the prisoners captured from Grant's Virgmia Army were halting, when on their way to the Libby Prison, a south- erner, observing a rather good looking for- eigner among the number — and stepping up to him, said, "What! are you down here fighting us — you are no Yankee." "No, Sir," said the soldier, hanging his head. " AVliy, then, do you come to fight us," continued reb, " if you have no com- VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC. 175 mon sympathy with the Yankees ? " "Well, Sir," said tlie prisoner, "I will tell you. I am a foreigner. I landed in New York not more than a month ago. I got drunk, and the first thing I knew I found myself in camp." This shrewd make-up did not save him from entering tlie portals of the rebel prison-house. Noble "Words and Acts of a Slavemaster. Hon. Mr. McClurg, the well known member of the United States House of Representatives from Missouri, showed his patriotism by giving written permits to several of his slaves to go into the army, securing to each of them whatever com- pensation he himself might be entitled to as a loyal owner, and stipulating that in case of the death of the men, their Avives and cliildl'en should receive the money. He also wrote a letter to his "yellow man," Caswell, m whicli he said to him: " Make your own choice. If you go into the army, let me hear frequently from you. Make peace with your God and you need not fear death. Be temperate ; save your earnings. If you ever fight, fight with desperation, and never surrender. Enroll your name as Caswell McClurg, and try to give honor to it. In the army use your idle hours in learning to read and write." science would not allow her to use the money, and she had come all that distance to return it to the proper autliorities, which she besought Dr. Thompson to do for her. The Dr. took it to Colonel Rob- erts, of the second district, who however declined to receive it, on the ground tliat it had been paid to the recruit legally, and if he had committed any subsequent act that was not right, the return of his money would not make it so. If arrested as a deserter, he would have to suffer the con- sequences. So the woman received back the money she had so conscientiously brought with her. Strong Case of Conscience. A remarkable instance of honesty — re- markable especially on account of its con- nection with the war and Government — happened in Cincinnati. A woman in al- most destitute circumstances came to that city, a stranger, from Canada, and being a Presbyterian herself, she sought out a minister of that denomination, Rev. Dr. Thompson, to whom she confided the fact that her husband had volunteered in the United States army, obtained Government and local bounty to the amount of three himdred dollars, and then deserted. He had left the money with her and then gone off, perhaps to enlist again. Her con- Poorer Pay but Better Business. The following remarks were made by a non-commissioned officer of the New York artillery, in a hotel in that city. The officer was at home on a twenty days' leave, given him on account of his remark- ably good conduct and bravery. Though he describes himself as a "loafer," no one will deny him the character of a true man and patriotic soldier. The conversation was started by the entrance into the room of a black French poodle. He said: " Tliere's a French poodle, /know it is. I used to be in the fancy dog business my- self, before I went to soldiering. Did I find soldiering pay better? Yes, I did! I always spend aU I can get. I can't help it. You see I am a loafer, I am. I get my little seventeen dollars a month for the little place I have in the battery, and I spend it all and I fight for my country. Here, in New York, I used to get more money, but I spent it all and it didn't do me any more good than what I get now. And then I know all the time I am doing my country's work. You see there are soldiers and there are 'sogers?' I'm a soldier clear tlu'ough. We have lost two batteries since this war began, and I have been all through the fighting from the first. Wg came out of one fight with seven men, and out of another with five. It seems strange to me that while I saw men laid 176 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION, out all aroiind me, who had wives, and mothers and babies, I shouldn't be hit. I am a loafei' : I haven't got a mother, or a wife, or a baby, or a sister, or a brother. But they spared me, and killed hundreds of men who had lots of folks to mourn for them. I wish, sometimes, that I could have been laid out in the place of any of those poor fellows. Nobody would cry for me, but there would be some honor in dying for my country. I am going back in a few days, and if I should get an arm or a leg shot off, I should have to come back to New York and beg for my living. I hope if they hit me they will kill me. I am ready to die any time for my comi- try," Plad every man who enlisted in the war for the Union been of the above stamp, the conflict would have been a short one. Sole Condition for Re-enlistingr. While a visitor to General Butler's army before Richmond Avas threading his way through one of the camps, a good looking, cleanly dressed, full bearded sol- dier attracted his attention by a gesture which was half salute and half beckon. Reining up, for there seemed to be a de- sire to speak, the soldier advanced, and, folding his arms and standing at his full length, began: " Sir, do I look like a beggar ? Look at me and say if I appear as if I were in the habit of begging ? " The visitor answered in the negative, and desiring to know whether he had any- thing to beg for then, got his story. Said he— " Do you chew or smoke ? Now I don't know whether you are an officer, or a chaplain, or a sutler, or a quartermaster's clerk, but if you have any tobacco with you, for God's sake divide with me. You see I've not been paid for five months, so I can't buy any, and I must have a smoke — can't stand it any longer, am homesick as a school girl, be hanged if I haven't come confomided near deserting. (Here he stopped short to light a segar the vis itor had handed him, along with a more or less of Killikiimick.) When (puff,) I get back (puff, puff,) to Connecticut, I mean to raise (puff, puff,) raise tobacco by the acre, and, hang me, (puff, puff,) — ^hang me, if I don't give it all away to poor devils that haven't money to — (puff, puff, puff,) — poor devils that haven't money to buy any." In further conversation, he declared that he would re-enlist if he could be sure of obtaining tobacco regularly, and he would not re-enlist — not he ! — vmless he could be sure of it. After the Firing on Old Sumter, "Well, father! the traitors have fired on old Sumter ! " exclaimed Captain Grant, as he entered the store in Galoiua, on the morning of the 15th of April, 1861. "What! fired on the American flag?" " Yes ! a body of seven thousand rebels have attacked Major Anderson in the fort, set the barracks on fire, and di'iven our brave boys out ! " " Did Anderson give up the colors ? " "No, Sir: he has carried them with him, and bi'ought them off in triumph. God bless him." " This is startling news, my son. What shall Ave do to restore the flag?" "I tell you what I shall do. Sir! I shall volunteer ! " " Good. I like your pluck. I would do the same, if I were not too old. But what will your Avife say to it?" "My family, father, are in the hands of my God and my country. I believe that both God and country are calling me to A'olunteer; and I am not afraid to have my family in such good hands." In a few moments more our hero was across the threshold of his house. "Wife, what do you say? I am going again to war." There Avas an answering look that met his at that moment. It was more tender than that of the father in the store. Its VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC, 17 brief glance told a sweet story of home joys. The witnessing tears that gushed silently to the eyelashes, and trembled a moment there ere they were dashed gently away, spoke louder than the father's words had spoken. But a moment more, and the firm consent followed. It was such a consent as a hero's wife loves to give a hero. In yet another moment the mother steps quietly forward : General Grant. '' Go, Ulysses, go, my dear son. And may the blessing of Jehovah of hosts go with you!" "I knew you would all consent," said the Captain, as he glanced his eye quickly and firmly to where some portions of his former armor were suspended; "for, if ever there was a just cause for fighting, it is this in which I now volunteer." In a few hours more Captain Grant was on his way to the capital and gov- ernor of the State. Black, the Scotch Deserter at Leesburg-. One of the Confederate soldiers in the Virginia army was a rough Scotchman named Black. His relatives were at the South, and, desiring to get to them, he had joined the Northern army, with the intention of deserting at the first oppor- tunity. When on picket guard at the river, therefore, he pretended to bathe, and being a good swimmer, dexterously struck out for the Virginia shore. When midway, the rogue turned and shouted: " Good bye, boys ; I'm bound for Dixie ! " "Come back, or we'll shoot!" answered the guard. "Shoot and be , you white livered nigger-thieves," shouted Black, and in the midst of a shower of Mmie balls he reached his destination. He entered at once the Confederate ranks, and proved an active fighter. During the battle he performed many feats of daring, and at night formed one of a corporal's guard who escorted a full company of cap- tured Federals off the hotly-contested ground. As Black was laughing and joking, the Captain of the Federals re- marked to him* " I ought to know that voice ! — is that you, Black?" " That's me ! " jocosely replied the ren- egade Scotchman. '• I couldn't stay with you, you see ; it wasn't because I feai'ed to fight, but I like to fight in the right cause always.'* Singular enough. Black was escorting his old company, officers and all. Hopeful Tackett— his Mark. Hopeful Tackett sang the inspiring na- tional anthem — "An" the Star-Spangler' Banger in triumph shall wave '■ the Ian dov the free-e-e, an' the ho moy the brave,"' as he sat on his little bench in the little shop of Herr Kordwaner, the village shoe- maker. Thus he sang, not artistically, but with much fervor and unction, keeping time with his hammer, as he hammered away at an immense " stoga." And as he sang, the prophetic words rose upon the air, and were wafted, together with an odor of new leather and paste-pot, out of the window, and fell upon the ear of a ragged urchin with an armful of hand-bills. " Would you lose a leg for it, Hope ? " he asked, brmging to bear upon Hopeful a pair of crossed-eyes, a full complement of white teeth, and a face spotted with its kindred dust. " For the Banger ? " replied Hopeful ; X78 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. ** guess I would. Both on 'em — an' a head, too." " Well, here's a chance for you," And he tossed him a hand-bill. Hopeful laid aside his hammer and his "work, and picked up the hand-bill; and while he is reading it, take a look at him. Hopeful is not a beauty, and he knows it ; and though some of the rustic wits call him " Beavit," he is well aware that they intend it for irony. His countenance runs too much to nose — rude, amorphous nose at that — to be classic, and is withal rugged in Hopeful Tackett. outline and pimply in spots. His hair is decidedly too dingy a red to be called, even by the uttermost stretch of courtesy, au- burn ; dry, coarse, and pertinaciously ob- stinate in its resistance to the civilizing efforts of comb and brush. But there is a great deal of big, honest bone and muscle in him, wliich are of great value in a good cause. By the time he had spelled out the hand- bill, and found that laeut. Avas in town and wished to enlist recruits for Company — , — Regiment, it was nearly sunset ; and he took off his apron, washed his hands, looked at liimself in the piece of looking-glass that stuck in the window — a defiant look, that said that he was not afraid of all that nose — took his hat down from its peg beliind the door, and in spite of the bristling resistance of his hair, crowded it down over his head, and started for his supper. And as he walked he mused aloud, as was liis custom, addressing himself in the second person, as foUoAvs : ' Hopeful, what do you think of it ? They want more soldiers, eh ? Guess them fights at Donelson and Pittsburg Lannen 'bout used up some o' them ridgiments. By Jing I (Hopeful had been piously brought up, and his emphatic declarations took a mild form.) Hopeful, 'xpect you'll have to go an' Stan' in some poor feller's shoes. 'Twon't do for them there blasted Secesh- ers to be killin' off our boys, an' no one there to pay them back. It's time this here thing was busted ! Hopeful, you aii't pretty, an' you aii't smart ; but you used to be a mighty nasty hand Avith a shot gun. Guess you'll have to try your hand on old Borey's (Beauregard's) chaps, an' if you ever git a bead on one, he'll enter his land mighty shortly. What do you say to goin' ? — you wanted to go last year, but mother was sick, an' you couldn't ; an' now mother's gone to glory, why, shoAV your grit an' go. Think about it, any hoAV.' And Hopeful did think about it — thought till late at night of the insulted flag, of the fierce fights and glorious victories, of the dead and the dying lying out in the pitiless storm, of the dastardly outrages of the enemy — thought of all this, with his great warm heart overfloAving with love for the dear old " Banger," and resolved to go. The next morning he notified the ■■' boss " of his intention to quit his service for that of Uncle Sam. The old fellow only opened his eyes very Avide, grunted, brought out the stocking (a striped relic of the departed Fran KordAvaner,) and from it counted out and paid Hopeful every cent that was due him. But there was one thmg that sat heaviH upon Hopeful's mind. He was in a pre- VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC. 1T9 dicament that all are liable to fall into — he was in love, and with Christina, Herr Kordwaner's daughter. Christina was a plump maiden, wath a round, rosy flice. an extensive latitude of shouldei-s, and a gen- eral plentitude and solidity of figure. All these slie had : but what liad captivated Hopeful's eye was her trim ankle, as it appeared to him one morning, encased m a w^arm white yarn stocking of her own knitting From this srnall beginning, his great heart had taken in the whole of her, and now he was desperately in love. Two or three times he had essayed to tell her of liis proposed departure ; but every time that the words were coming to his lips, something rushed up into his throat ahead of them, and he couldn't speak. At last, after walking home from church "with her one Sunday evening, he held out his hand and blurted out — "Well, good-bye. We're off to-mor- row." "Off I Where?" '' I've enlisted." Christina didn't faint. She didn't take out her delicate and daintily perfumed mouchoir to hide the tears that Avere not there. She looked at him for a moment, while tw^o great real tears rolled dow^n her cheeks, and then — precipitated all her charms right into his anus. Hopeful stood it manfully — rather liked it, in fact. But that is a tableau that may be left to the imagination, — the tears and embraces, pro- testations of undying affection, promises of eternal remembrance, etc. The next morning found Hopeful with a dozen others, in charge of the Lieuten- ant, and on their way to join the regiment, and as he went through the various duties and changing experiences of soldier life he Avould say, '' Hopeful, the Banger's took care of you all your life, and now you're here to take care of it. See that you do it the best you know how'* But in his case the path to glory w^as not amid the roar of cannon and muskets, through a storm of shot and shell, over a serried line of glistening bayonets — it was only a skir- mish, a bushwacking fight for the posses- sion of a swamp. A few companies were deployed as skirmishers, to drive out the enemy. "Now, boys," shouted the Captain, " after 'em ! Shoot to kill, not to scare 'em!" " Ping ! Ping ! " rang the rifles. " Z-z-z-z-oit ! " sang the bullets. On they went, crouching among the bushes, creeping along under the bank* of the brook, cautiously peering from be- hind trees in search of " butternuts." Hopeful was in the advance ; his hat was- lost, and his hair more defiantly bristling: than ever. Fii-mly grasping his rifle, he pushed on, carefully w^atching every tree and bush. A rebel sharpshooter starte(i to run from one tree to another, when, quick as thought, Hopeful's rifie was at hi& shoulder, a puff of blue smoke rose frorrs its mouth, and the rebel sprang in the air and fell back — dead. Almost at the same instant, as Hopeful leaned forward to see the effect of his shot, he felt a suddeis shock, a sharp burning pain, grasped at a bush, reeled, and sank to the gromid. " Are you hurt much, Hope ? " asked one of his comrades, kneeling beside hira and staunching the blood that flowed frons his wounded leg. " Yes, I expect I am ; but that red wamus over yonder's redder'n ever now. That feller won't need a pension/' They carried "Hope" back to the hos- pital, and the old surgeon looked at the wound, shook his head, and briefly made his prognosis : — " Bone shattered — vessel injured — baJ leg — have to come off. Good constitution, though ; he'll stand it." And he did stand it ; always cheerful, never complaining, only regretting that he must be discharged — that he was no longer able to serve his country. Once more Hopeful is sitting on his lit- tle bench in Mynheer Kordw^aner's little shop, pegging away at the coarse boot?,. 180 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, singuig the same glorious prophecy that he was first heard suiging. He had but two troubles after liis return. One, the Unger- ing regret and restlessness that attend a civil life, after an experience of the rough, independent life in camp. The other trouble was Avhen he first saw Christina after his return. The loving warmth with w^hich she greeted him pained him ; and when the worthy Herr considerately went out of the room, leavmg them alone. Hope- ful relapsed mto gloomy silence. At length, speaking rapidly, and with choked utterance, he said : " Christie, you know I love you now, as I always have, better'n all the world. But I'm a cripple now — no accomit to nobody — just a dead weight — an' I don't want you, 'cause o' your promise before I went away, to tie yourself to a load that'll be a drag on you all your life. That contract — ah — promise — an't — is — is hereby re- pealed ! There ! " And he leaned his head upon his hands and wept bitter tears, wrung by a great agony from his loving heart. Christie gently laid her hand upon his shoulder, and spoke, calmly and slowly — " Hopeful, your soul was in that leg, was it ? " It would seem as if Hopeful had always thought that such was the case, and was just receiving new light upon the subject, he started up so suddenly. " By Jing ! Christie ! " And he grasped her hand, and — but that is also one of those scenes to be left to the imagination. And Christie promised the next Christmas to take the name, as she already had the heart, of Tackett. Herr Kordwaner. too, had come to the conclu- sion that he wanted a partner, and on the day of the wedding a new sign was to be put up over a new and larger shop, on which " Co." would mean Hopeful Tackett. In the mean time, Hopefiil hammered away lustily, merrily, whistling and sing- ing the praises of the " Banger." Occa- tiionally, wlien resting, he would tenderly embrace his stump of a leg, gently patting and stroking it, and talking to it as to a pet. If a stranger was in the shop, he would hold it out admiringly, and ask : " Do you know what I call tliat ? I call that '•Hopeful Tackett — his mark!'''''' And a mark of distmction — a badge of patriotism and honor — it might well be called. Substitute Broker Sold— "Indians" for the Army. Along the dock near the foot of First Street, Detroit, is a large wooden figure of an Indian, embellished with all the trap- pings of a Chippewa chief, and leaning agaiast the warehouse of . Well, one day a stranger appeared in front of the provost-marshal's office, and beckonmg to one of the substitute brokers hanging around there, said to him, " You are m the substi- tute business, I beHeve ? " Being answered affirmatively, he continued, " Do you take Indians ? '' " Oh, yes," said the broker. " Well," inquired the stranger, " what will you give me if I tell you where you can get one, sound in every respect, not Uable to draft, and will go as a substitute, if accepted?" "Give you?" repHed the broker, every feature in his face beaming with dehght at the prospect of making a lucky stiike, " give you ! Avhy, I'll give you a hundred dollars in greenbacks." " It's a bargain," said the stranger, and here they clasped hands fraternally over it. " Here's my name,' he continued, handing the broker a card, on which was pencilled " Enoch Ketchum." " Take this to , near the foot of First street, and tell them that I sent you after that Indian ; they will understand it ; and don't forget the hundred dollars when you get him through." "All right," shouted the broker, as he jumped on board of a street cai", on his way to tlie foot of First street. Havmg reached the \varehouse, he presented his card, and in- foi'med the attendants of his mission. " Go right through the back door on to the dock, and turn to the left, and you will find the VOLUNTEERING. DR7aFT]!NG, DESERTING, ETC 181 only Indian that 1 knoAV anything about in ms neighborhood," said the attendant. Having followed directions, he soon came face to face with tlie Chippewa chief here- tofore referred to Fully realizing the joke which had been played upon him, he went back to the warehouse, and finding the party laughing at his expense, lie bawled out : " That was — well done, but that wooden Indian is better than some live men that have gone m as substitutes,'' and left said dock in a nurry. occasionally cast- ing a furtive glance around to see if any one he knew was interested in the sell. Union Recruits amone the Negroes. Some queer things now and then turn up, and the following is a pretty fair sam- ple of the best ; A Tennessee slaveholder from the coun- rry approached an old acquaintance, abo a slaveholder, residing in Nashville, and said in quite a friendly and confiding man- ner ; " I have several negro men lurking about this city somewhere. I wish you would look out for them, and when you find them, do with them for me as if they were your own." " Certainly, I will,'" replied his friendc A few days afterward the parties met again, and the planter asked — " Have you found my slaves?*' " I have.' " And where are they ? " "Well, you told me to do Avith them just as if they were my own, and, as I made my men enlist in the Union army, 1 did the same with yours." Tlie astonished planter thoughtfully ab- squatulated. ♦ Putting: his Hand to the Boll. In one of the counties of Indiana a meeting was held by the patriotic citizens, for the purpose of getting volunteers, by the usual means of encouragement and promise. After the matter had progressed some time in the usual mamier, a pleasant incident occuiTed which seemed to warm and gladden every loyal heart. A young lady stepped from the crowd, went up to her betrothed, took him by the hand, an(? led him up to the stand, where the recruit- ing officers were taking the names of those who desired to enlist in the service of their country. Having done this, and without seeming in the least abashed in the presence of the large assembly, the fair girl kissed him waniily, and then with her own plighted hand gracefully placed his hand on the roll, for him to sign his name. It was the rarest scene and sub- ject for a painter — a fair and beautiful girl inspiring her lover to go forth to noble deeds for their common country ! There was enthusiasm in that meeting. Beauties of Rebel Conscripting-o Early in the morning of Nov. 6th, 1861, the outside picket belonging to our army^ at Newport News, on the river, was hailed by a man who approached in a skiff of small size ' he proved to be a Virginian, by the name of Peter White, who escaped from a rebel prison at Williamsburg, Va., He used to own a little schooner, the Maria Louisa, and traded up and down the James and York rivers, especially during the oyster season. He hardly ever slept on shore, making the schooner his real home, having his wife and two children with liim. In April, 1861, when the en- listment m the rebel army was progressing favorably, some one made overtures to White about enlisting Being at heart a Union man, he did not feel inclined to do so , yet he wished, if possible, to save the schooner and its contents, that being all the property he owned in the world. He therefore ran into a little bay in the Chic- kahominy river, a small branch of the James, where he found a safe hiding-place. At this time his wife died, and he had a good excuse in the care of his children for refusing to accept the offers of enhst- ment, which were still occasionally made to him. 182 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, He remained at this place until the 9th of September, when he ventured out of his retreat, to go up to Jamestown, hoping that, as the patriotic enthusiasm among the Southerners had considerably died away, he would be granted the necessary pass for following up the oyster business at Hogg's Island. However, poor Peter soon tbund himself mistaken on this score. • Theauthoi-ities at Jamestown, in pursuance of Governor Letcher's mandates, under confederate law, at once demanded that he should unconditionally enlist in the army, and when he refused to do this they coniiscated his schooner with all its con- tents, uicluding $150 in gold, and sent iiim as a prisoner to Williamsburg. Here he remained for forty two days, without ■being once permitted to have a fair liear- the following Monday, to Williamsburg to endeavor to bring his children back. He consequently remained at her house, pur- posing to await her return ; but on Sun- day he saw a certain Mr. Slader, a Avell known slave hunter in tho-e regions, come towards the house, and knowing that a price of $500 had been put upon his head, he thought it best to * vamose ' as qmckly as possible ; therefore, when he came in at the front door Peter ran out at the back, and, it being dusk at the time, he safely reached the shore, Avliere he soon found a skiff, and pushed off into the river. In thirty-two hours he rowed between forty and fifty miles. Effect of Crinoline on 'Union' Sentiments. William Growman, a rebel deserter, who was drafted in Michigan, escaped from the provost-marshal by concealing himself un- der the crinoline of his intended. After the marshal left, it was hard to persuade the man to run the risk of comino- forth Gov Letcher •ing. He was confined in a cell next to three negroes, who had previously at- tempted to run away, and with their assistance, a hole was dug sufficiently large, under tlte wall, to admit one man at a time. On Thursday evening he made good his escape. That night he walked twelve miles,*and during Friday hid himself in from his liiding-place, fearing, so he said. Effeft of Criuoline. a cornfield. Towards midnight he reached the house of Becky Simpson, an old ac- quaintance of his, and a woman with that the oHiccr was still on the look-out for him. But when he did finally emerge from the friendly shelter thus afforded him, strong Union feelings, who offered him . he wanted — out of gratitude, proljal)ly — shelter, and further volunteered to go, on ; to marry the girl on the spot, and did so VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC, 183 the next day, after paying his three hun- dred dolhirs commutation. He thus, at least in a constructive sense, proved him- self a prompt ' Union ' man. Married Applicants for Exemption. Commissioner. — " What have you to say ? " Applicant. — " I'm forty-eight years old." " Where were you born ? " " Don't know." " How old were you when you came to this country?" " Don't know." " How do you know you are forty-eight years old ? " " I know it. I'm sure of it." The Commissioner, after various mef- fectual trials to make applicant show what reasons he had for liis belief, now asks, "Are you married ? " (Applicant very sulky, but no answer.) "I asked you if you are married. Did you hear ? " " I don't wish to be insulted." " No one wishes to insult you. Are you married ? " Applicant, in a very loud voice, — "Of course I am !" No Appeal Left. At Newport, R. I., on mustering in the new companies for military service, several minors were tinally rejected, because they did not produce the certificate of consent from their parents. One young man — his mother a widow — had first enlisted and then went to his mother with a certificate for her signature. But she, not beins willing for him to go, withheld her consent, yet finally, after much persuasion, said she would agree to do it on one condition, namely, that her son should thrust his finger at random through the leaves of the closed Bible, and the language of the text upon which it rested should decide her ac- tion in the matter. He did as she requested, and his finger, when the Bible was opened, was found resting over the two foUowinir verses : 2d book of Chronicles, 20th chap- ter, IGth and 17th verses: "To-morrow go ye down against them: behold they come up by the cliff of Ziz ; and ye shall find them at the edge of the brook before the Avilderness of Jeruel. Ye shall not need to fight in this battle ; set yourselves, stand ye still, and see the salvation of the lord with you. O, Judah and Jerusalem : fear not, nor be dismayed ; to-morrow go out against them ; for the Lord will be with you." The thing was settled — the mother consented. There was no appeal from the very pointed text which had been resorted to as the arbiter. Enlistment of Stonewall Jackson in the Union Army. One morning, a young farm'er from Og- densburg, N. Y., applied at the recruiting office in Brooklyn for a place in the Union ranks. The attending surgeon gave a favora- ble opinion of applicant's physique and he was accepted. When asked to sign his name he wrote, in very legible characters, "Stone- wall Jackson." The commissioner very naturally asked him, on seeing the signa- Stonewall Jackson ture, if that was really his name. " Every- body asks me that question," said tlie young volunteer ; " it riles my blood. It is my name, and I mean to let the rebels know that there is a Stonewall Jackson North." We would like to adoi-n these pages with a likeness of that noble youth, side by side 184 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION, with that of his epauleted but treacherous uamesake who threw away his valuable life in so ignoble a cause. Commissioner Deciding: a Question of Ag-e. Commissioner, (a young lawyer, looking very grave and dignified): "Well, Sir, how do you claim to be an exempt?" Applicant, (an Irishman, in the prime of life, with a bewildered look): "I am forty-six years old." " Where wei'e you born ? " " Don't know." " How old were you, when you left Ire- land?" " By Gorra, I don't know." " How do you know you are forty-six years old ? " " I am grandfother of four children." " I don't see what that has to do with your age." " By Gorra, I believe you don't know much about it (eyeing the Commissioner contemptuously, as if he were a boy). Billy Wilson's Zouaves Extraordinary Scene. Billy Wilson's Zouaves composed a reg- iment made up from what are called the " Roughs " or " B'hoys," of New York city, and were formally mustered at Tam- many Hall, the evenmg before their de- parture for their encampment at Staten Island. On this occasion the following extraordinary scene was enacted : The men were ranged round the hall three deep, with Colonel Wilson and the other officers in the centre of the room. The men had all clad themselves in the gray sliirts aud pantaloons which had been provided for their uniform, and which was completed by a common brown felt hat, brogans and leather belt. They carried a short knife, about seven inches in length, between a sort of bowie knife and butcher knife in shape. Many also had revolvers, — one or two being intended for the arms of each man, as well as a slung shot and a Minie rifle. All the men being ranged against the walls, Colonel Wilson, with a drawn sabre in one hand and an American flag in the other, stood forth uncovered, and addressed his men amidst deafening cheers. After a short adjuration to the flag, for which he declared his devotion, he called upon all to kneel and SAvear with him. Waving the banner and flourishing his sabre, he knelt on one knee. All present knelt with him and repeated the oath which he put to them to support the flag, and never flinch from its path through blood or death. He said he would lead them to Baltimore, and they would march through it or die ; at which they all arose with a tremendous yell, flung up their hats, and brandished their glittering knives, amidst prolonged Colonel Wilson. and frantic cheers. He then denounced death to the Baltimore traitor secessionists and Plug Uglies, and said they would leave a monument of their bones in the streets of Baltimore. Amid yells of '' Death to the Plug Uglies I " he said, though he might be the first man slain, he had but one thing to ask, which was that each one of his followers should secure his man and avenge his blood. That they would do so, he again called upon them to swear, and marched around the hall hold- ing up the flag and his sword, and accom- panied by two officers, the one on the right bearing a banner inscribed — "The UuiON Battalion of Zouaves : Death VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC. 185 r> Secessionists!" — while the other jificer, on his left, held up, in both hands, a, bowie knife and revolver. Wilson slioiited to them to sweai-, and they re- sponded with shouts of " Blood ! " " Blood ! " "Blood!" "We swear!" Governor Tod and the Applicant for Ex- emption. A good thing is told of Governor Tod, of Ohio, whose labor in the great work of suppressing the rebellion may be charac- terized as of the heartiest and most telling character. An old lady, between fifty and sixty years of age, entered the Governor's office, and made an effort to induce that personage to exempt her husband from the draft. Mr. Tod looked at her an in- stant and exclaimed, " Why, the old gentleman is exempt, isn't he?" "Ah, but he ar'nt an old gentleman," added the applicant, " he's only 35 ! " " In that case," said the Governor, " I can't do anything for him, but I'll tell you what I'll do for you ; in case he's di'afted and gets killed, — I'll many you myself." This seemed to satisfy the old lady, and she accordingly departed. Gluite the Youngest Recruit for Uncle Sam. One of the principal recruiting factories was once on a time enlivened by one of those amusing episodes which help the appetite and spirits. " So, Sir, you've clapped your dirty sojer trappings on my husband, have you? " " Who is your husband ? " asked the officer. " Billy McCurtee, an' shure, an' a bould boy he is, so plaze ye. But it's a dirty thing of ye, my pretty man, to take him from his wife an' childers." " Can't be helped," said the officer ; " it's too late now." " Then take the baby, too," she cried, as> she forced the little one into the arms of Lieutenant Adams : " Take them all — I'll send ye four more to-day." Off she ran at a rapid pace, leaving the 12 Quite the youngest recruit for Uncle Sam. unfortunate officer with the squirming and squalling recruit in his arms. Doubtful of its services to Uncle iSam, he sent it home by its fixther. Happy Ending' to a Sad Ilistake. One day, during the stringent pressure for men to till the ranks and the rigid ac- tivity to prevent the draft being baulked. Captain Maddox, of Brooklyn, Ncav York, sent a provost guard to arrest a German, a deserter, whose name sounded very much like Ferral, and who was at work some- where in South Second street, near the residence of Mr. John FerraL The guard took it for granted that Mr. Ferral was the man they had been sent to take into their custody, and straightway made knov^rn to him that his bodily presence Avas re- quired at the office of the Provost-Mar- shal. Mr. Ferral, who was just in the act of sitting down to a most toothsome dinner, which it seems had been prepared \Aath especial pains, "didn't see it;" he thought there must be a mistake or a joke somewhere. He was told that it was so- ber earnest. Then he said he would see Mr. Maddox very cheerfully, but — he must see his dinner first. But the guard's 186 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. instnictions were positive, and nothing would do but that Mr. F. should go forth- with. So he was duly marched off, ac- cording to the maimer provided for de- serters and similar culprits, between two muskets, down to the office of Captain Maddox, of whom he demanded an ex- said, " You will pass, Sir ; a dollar, if you please." " But, doctor," said the man, "■ let me run down stairs once more, and then try me." The doctor said " Oh, yes ; " the man ran dowji stairs again, but this time with such increased velocity that he forgot to come back. Drafting Scene planation. The Captain wan much amused at the mistake, which he explained to Mr. F. The latter couldn't see the joke of the thing, but concluded to make the best of it, and a hearty "smile" all round rec- tified everything, even to the loss of a good dinnei', — or rather it was worth the loss of that savory meal to have the matter turn out a mistake instead of a reality, in those times. Unintentional Trick taught by an Examin- ing Physician. An applicant for exemption in one of our towns, on account of physical dis- ability, informed the examining physician that he was troubled with lieart disease. The doctor told him to run up and down the stairs leading to his office once or twice. This the applicant did, when the physician, after listening to the motions of the heart, Western Zeal in Volunteering- Sooa after the formation of Camp Mor- ton, m Indiana, an old man of sixty years of age, with gray hair and flowing white beard, presented himself at head-quarters, full of the fire of patriotism, and offered himself as a volunteer soldier in defence of liis country's flag. The officer in com- mand was obliged, however, to refuse the old patriot's offer, on account of his ad- vanced age ; whereupon, quick as thought, ho went to a bai'ber's, had his beard crop- ped, and his hair and beard dyed, and again applied for admission to the coveted ranks ol his country's defenders. Not be- ing detected, he was at once received, and being asked his age, for enrolment, mod- estly replied, " Rising thirty-five." Ai the same camp might have been seen a young man on horseback, looking wishfullj upon the scene before him. Speaking tc VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC, 187 the crowd ho said ; " If I could only dis- pose of my wife and children, I'd go in a minute." A gentleman who knew him well stepped up and said, " I'll look after tliem ! " " Hold my horse," cried the other, and with one bound he w^as in the camp, and a volunteer. Wisconsin Body-Guard for the President. " Brick '■ Pomeroy, an editor — and wag — in La Crosse, Wisconsin, on behig in- vited to assist in forming a body guard for President Lincoln, after due consideration decided to " go in," provided the following basis could be adopted and rigidly adhered to throughout the war . The company shall be entirely composed ot colonels, who shall draw pay and rations in advance. Every man shall have a commission, tw^o servants, and white kids. Each man shall be mounted in a cov- ered buggy, drawn by two white stallions. Under the seat of each buggy shall be a cupboard, containing cold chicken, pounded ice, and champagne, a la mem- bei's of Congress and military officers at Bull Run. Each man shall have plenty of cards and red chips to play poker with. The only side-arms to be opera glasses, champagne glasses, and gold-headed canes. The duty of the company shall be to take observations of battle, and on no ac- count shall it be allowed to approach nearer than ten miles to the seat of war. Behind each buggy shall be an ambu- lance, so arranged as to be converted into a first-class boarding house in the day- ''me, and a sumptuous sleeping and dress- :ig room at night. The regimental band must be composed of pianos and guitars, played by young ladies, who shall never play a quickstep except in case of retreat. Reveille shall not be sounded till late breakfast time, and not then if any one of the regiment has a headache. In case of a forced march into an en- emy's country, two miles a week shall be the maximum, and no marches shall be made except the country abound in game, or if any member of the regiment object. Kid gloves, gold toothpicks, cologne, hair-dressing, silk underclothes, cosmetics, and all other rations, to be furnished by the Government. Each member of the regiment shall be allowed a reporter for some New York paper, who shall draw a salary of two hundred dollars a week, for puffs, from the incidental fund. Eveiy member shall be in command, and when one is promoted all are to be. Commissions never to be revoked. Roiled because he could not Fig-ht. James Leonard, of Upper Gilmanton, N. H., who had been rejected as a volun- teer on account of his being over forty- five years of age, thus expressed his views of his own case and the et ceteras pertain- ing thereto : — " After accepting several men over forty-five years of age, and several in- fants, such as a man like me could whip a dozen of, I was rejected because I had the honesty to aclyiowledge I was more than forty-five years of age. The muster- ing-officer was a very good-looking man, about thirty-five years old, but I guess I can run faster and jump higher than he ; also take him down, whip him, endure more hardships, and kill three rebels to his one." Poor Jeems ought to have been allowed the chance of trying his hand — at least on the last-mentioned class. Mrs. Smith's Husband to be Exchanged. At the battle of Ball's Bluff, one of the gallant boys of the Twentieth Massachu- setts regiment was taken prisoner, and confined with many others at Salisbury, N. C. His name was — say Tom Smith — and he had a wife and children living not a thousand miles from New Bedford. When it became pretty certain that there 188 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE EEBELLION. would be a general exchange of prisoners, some kind fi-iend, desii'ous ot" relieving the terrible anxiety of the wife, called and in- formed Mrs. Smith that her husband would probably be exchanged. " Well," said the lonely woman, '' I love Tom, and — the children love Tom, and I don't want him exchanged. I won't have a rebel hus- band, so now." The poor woman thought the exchange was a swap, and that she was to have some chap from the South in lieu of her real husband. Tom, however, reached home by-and-by, to the great de- light of Mrs. S., who was afraid that ex- change, in this case, was to prove robbery — and worse than that A Mother Puts Out the Eyes of her own Son to keep him from the War. A deed to make humanity shudder was enacted in the neighborhood of Terre Haute, in connection with the drafting of recruits for the army. Mrs. John East- wick, the wife of a respectable farmer, was the mother of seven children, all boys. In the early part of the war, two of these enlisted and served with General Buell in Kentucky. One of them, the eldest, Ezra, died of exposure in camp, and his brother Thomas soon after suffered an amputation of the right leg, from injuries received in a cavalry skirmish. These casualties operated upon Mrs. Eastwick's mind to such a degree that she lost all fortitude and presence of mind, and sat during whole days weeping and full of forebod- ings. Among her premonitions was a cu- rious one, namely, that her third son. Stark, Avould also die in battle. As the war advanced and conscription began, Mrs. Eastwick's fear on this point grew intense. Finally, the first draft came ; the State had filled its quota in almost every district, and Stark promised his mother that, under no circumstances, would he go to the field. But a second draft being projected, the mother's fears and excitement augmented. She endeavored to persuade her son to leave the country and make a voyage to sea. He endeavored to pacify her, and left home for a time. On his return, find- ing her in the same melancholy frame of mind, he threatened, in jest, that if she made further reference to the matter, he would enlist voluntarily. Mrs. Eastwick, doubtless laboring under some hallucination, or uncontrollable oper- ation of her mind, seems now to have re- solved upon the sad act of mutilating her son in such a manner as to prevent Ids be- ing accepted for military service, whether as a volunteer or conscript. She deliber- ately pressed a burning coal upon his right eye, while he slept upon a lounge, and the optic nerve was thus destroyed ^vith but a momentary pang of pain to poor Stark. He became entirely blind. It may well be supposed that this unfortunate issue from her fears did not contribute to the mother's peace of mind. On the contrary, insanity took hold upon her, her sane mo- ments being marked by melancholy regret at her frenzied act. My Gift to My Country. From more than one heart — yea, fron) multitudes — came forth the same sweet. sad sentiments of domestic love mingled with patriotic self-sacrifice, which utter themselves so earnestly in the following sentences : — It was little more than three years ago that I met him for the first time. Alike in thought, feeling and action, we seemed exactly luiited to each other ; at least, we thought so ; and hope painted the fu- ture with roseate hues. Our home might be an humble one, but love and confidence, with a mutual trust in our Heavenly Father, and each other, would well make up for the lack of worldly fortune ; and many a bright hour did we spend together? dreaming fairy dreams of the future. But, thank God, we did not set our hearts upon them, for both of us had learned to say, " Thy will be done ! " Together we studied God's holy word, and " walked to the house of God in company "; together VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTINGy DESEKTING ETC, 189 ^vf^i courted the society of the Muses, and many a glad hour have vre passed Avriting for each other He was everything to me ! Many friends are very, very dear, but none can till his place ; It is vacant kow. It was a beautiful summer evening, nearly midnight ; the moon sailed majes- tically overhead, and seemed to look laugh- ingly down upon us, as, arm in arm, we wended our way home from spendmg the evening with a friend ; but my heart was very heavy, for the call for six hundred thousand moi*e soldiers had just been made, and we had been speaking of a draft. My only brother is not a Christian and it lay heavy on my heart that perhaps he might be taken irmn us, and die with- out hope. I said some such words, and he (I cannot write the familiar name yet), drew me closer to him, and said earnestly, " If the draft comes, I wdll go instead of Ben." The draft did not come, for bravely, and of their own free wills, the sons of New Jersey responded to the call of their Pres- ident, and hundreds left their pleasant homes to go forth boldly and fight the battles of their couritry. Oh, methinks I can still see his proud, elastic ste]) ; still feel the pres- sure of his warm hand as we said our last good-bye ; still see the dear form as he rose in the steiu of the boat to call it yet once more to the sad little group on the shore ; still see the boat dwindling in the mist as it bears him aw^ay from me forever — the gift I gave my country ! O, Fred- ericksburg ! thou that didst drink the blood of my cherished one ! They have laid him to rest near Fal- mouth ; but. he is not theve. Sometimes in the shadowy twilight, I feel him near me, and he seems to whisper sweet thoughts of anothei meeting I can not see him, but 1 feel his presence. Wlien I speak his name it dies in a hollow echo ; but I knoio he hears it, and will some day answer 3fy gift to my country — I gave thee freely ! Heaven has accepted the sacrifice ! We'll meet again — ah, yes I aottHob Klobbergoss on the Draft. I dink muchs about de warund de draft, und de rebils, und all about dese dings. I dinks about 'em more as about anyding else. Sometimes I sets mits myself all day on de front stoop, und schmokes, und drinks hard cidei^ und does noting eLe only drink ; den my vife she gifs me de teufel for drinkin so much, und ses I vas petter go und see atter Jacop, our hired man, und not bodder my head mit more as I can understood. But I tells her what shall vomens know about war ? better she goes und mindts her own piseness. J drubles myself more about Abraham as about Jacop, Ven I gits tired mit drinkin on my own stoop. I goes down to Hans Butterfoos's tavern, und I drinks dere, und I tells my obinion, und some oder one tells his obinion, und we makes him out togedder De oder day begins de draft. Dat bod- ders me agin. Some goes in for de draft, mostly dem as is too olt, and von't be took demself ; some goes agin de draft ; luid some don't know vich vay to goes, but ony goes roundt und roundt, und gits boddered like dam so as I do But, nefer mhid, I dinks I must find dis ding out, und down I goes to Hans But- terfoos und hears de fellers bio. I don't make notin mit dat ; dey all bios some uder vay, und I don't dink dey hef him rite in dere own mind to. So I begins und asks a questchun ; und I ses to Bill PufFenshtock : "Vot you dinks von de draft, dat it is rite?" And ses Bill j " No, I dinks et ain't rite." Veil, I don't believes him, cans he sheated me vonce mit a plind mare he sells on me. So I dries agin und shpeaks mit Fritz Hoerkenshphcer. " Vot you dinks von de draft. Frith, ef it's rite or not ? " And Fritz, he ses, dat he " Dinks it is shust so as it ought to be." But I don't beUeves him neder, 'cause 190 THE, BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, he run'd aginst me last year for de peace of shustice, uiid dey makes him de peace — dat is de shustice. Und he is no more good for shquire as my old cat. So I gifs up askin somebody, und makes him out myself. I dinks in dis shtyle ; de reason dey go mid de draft, is becos dey want sojers. Ef dey don't git no sojers den dey can't bring on de war. Ef dey don't bring on de war den dey don't licks de rebils. Ef dey don't licks de rebils, den de rebels licks dem. Ef de rebils licks dem den we all go to ter tuyfel. Dat's pooty straight. So much. Now I must dink of some more ; vot is de next ding ? I dink dat's all rite ; but now I shtops, someding else comes doe. Let me sees. Oh, yes ; dry hunderd tol- lars — dat's de ding — dey all bios about de dry hunderd tollars. I dinks so my- self. Dry hunderd tollars don't licks de ribils no more as dry hunderd cenths. Vot's de goot mit tollars ? Petter a good shmart sojer, like my Shorge, he licks de rebils more tan shix hunderd tollars, yes. Now, I know more as Bill Puffershtock und Fritz Hoekenshplicer, both togedder. We want de sojers, not de tollars. Dat's where de bodder is. We pooty soon makes money enuff ; but paper sojers is ony goot mit . wooden guns, so when de draft comes und ven men ses, " here is dry hunderd tollars," I shtays behindt und dont fight de rebils, den if I was de draft I takes dat man by his preeches und I ses, " Go to ter tuyfel mit your tollars und come along mit me like some oder man as uas got no tollars und don't like to go so- jerin so bad as not you do," den pooty soon I gits so much as I vants ; dat's my ideas. I tells my olt voman, if dey drafts me I goes myself To be sure, I don't dink dey will, 'cause I am more as feefty years ; but nefer mindt. I should go a long while, like my Shorge, ony deres two dings I don't like, und one is de marshin und de oder is de fitin. I sooner marshes down to Hans Butterfoos und fites dere. Ef Sheff Davis comes dere on me, I sifs him dam, you petter had believe ; but cf I goes to Richmond, may be Sheflt' Davis gifs me dam. So onyhow, I shtays home. De oder day, my Shorge he comes back mit a ftn-low. He is so much a corporal as ever he vas, luid 1 shpeaks mit him about dese dings, vmd I gifs you now what he ses : " Shoi'ge," I asks him, " you've bin mit de rebils und mit de army, und mit Olt Abe, und dese fellers ; vat you dmks von dis draft dat all de beeples bios about ? " Und he ses to me, " Oh, tunder ! " Well, dats his obinions. May be he shall know somedings to. He's pooty shmart sence he goes for a sojer. He shwears like a man shix foots high, und calls mudder "olt voman," und he calls me " cap," and he kisses de glials, and he calls Jacop " dam phool." I dinks he gits some high offis before de Avar is gone. Gottlieb Klobbergoss. Q,uid Pro Quo. Before the close of the " peace " inter- view between President Lincoln and the tliree Richmond Commissioners, in Feb- ruary, 1865, " Vice President " Stephens spoke to President Lincoln on the subject of the exchange of prisoners, and asked him what Avas proposed to be done in the matter. The President replied that every thing connected with that subject had been confided to the care of General Grant, and that all information must come from him, through the regularly estab- lished channels of communication. Mr. Stephens then said he had a favor to ask of Mr. Lincoln, and Avhich, if he could grant, he would esteem a personal obliga- tion. The President, of course, inquired what the favor was. Mr. Stephens said it was in reference to a nephew of his who had been taken prisoner some time ago, and still continued in the North. His de- sire was to have him released. "• Well," said Mr. Lincoln, after a little reflection, " I don't think I have the power to do that ; but I will give you a note to VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC, 191 ^xeneral errant, Avho Avill, no doubt, do all he can to oblige you. But, by the way," he added, " there is, I believe, a young man, a Union Lieutenant, ui one of your prisons in the South, of about the same rank as the young man you wish to get released. If you will try and get him out of prison I will use my influence for the liberation of your nephew, and they can be easily exchanged one for the other." Mr. Stephens asked the name of the young Lieutenant, and, on being informed, borrowed a pencil, and, tearing a slip of paper, took a note of it, saying that he would do what he could in the matter. " Very well," said Old Abe ; " send him lO us, and your nephew shall go down to you." ♦ "I'veEnHsted, Sir." A wealthy citizen of Philadelphia had been supplied with butter twice a week l)y a young farmer living on the edge of Philadelphia county. He came on one of his usual days to the house with his butter, received his pay, and then asked for a brief interview with the head of the household. The gentleman complied with the request thus made, and the young ag- riculturalist was duly ushered into the parlor. "I just wished to thank you. Sir, for your custom for these three years, and to say that after to-day I can not longer serve you." " I'm sorry for that. Your butter and eggs have always been very fine. What's the matter ? " " I've enlisted, Sir." "Enlisted?" " Yes, Sir. A mortgage of eleven hun- dred dollars has been hanging over my place. I purchased it from a lady — Mrs. B." " Yes. I know her very well." " Well, Sir, she holds the mortgage. She offered, last Saturday, if I would en- list as a representative substitute for her, and transfer my bounty to her, she would cancel the mortgage and present my wife with two hundred and fifty dollars in greenbacks." "And you accepted the offer ? " " Indeed I did, most gladly. I go for one year. I come back with a farm clear of incumbrance. My wife and boy can take care of it for a year. My pay will keep me, and my family can live without me for at least that time. Besides, I am glad to go. I wanted to go all along, but couldn't leave my folks." "And you are glad to go ! " " Indeed I am. I feel just as contented and free from care as my red cow when Sally is milking her. If I can be with Grant when he goes into Richmond, it will be the very happiest day of my life." Representative Recruit for President Lin- coln. President Lincoln caused himself to be re]>resented in the great army of which, by virtue of his office, he was Command- er-in-Chief j by obtaining a recruit — Mr. John S. Staples. Mr. S., arrayed in the uniform of the United States army, and accompanied by General Fry, Provost- Marshal-General, Mr. N. D. Larner, of the Tliird Ward, Washington, and the recruit's father, was taken to the Exec- utive Mansion, where he was received by President Lincoln. General Fry in- introduced him by saying : " Mr. Pres- ident, this is the man who is to repre- sent you in the army for the next year." Mr. Lincoln shook hands heartily with Mr. Staples, remarked that he was a good-lookmg, stout and healthy-appearing man, and believed he would do his duty. He asked Staples if he had been mus- tered in, and he replied that he had. Mr. Larner then presented the President with a framed official notice of the fact that he had put in a representative recruit, and the President again shook hands with Sta- ples, expressing to him his kind personal 192 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE KEBELLION regard, and the hope that he woukl be one of the fortunate ones hi the couliict m wliich he had entered. Ciieers and a Tigrer for Harry Bumm. There was at one time a hitch in the management of affixirs in Philadelpliia, producing ditficuity and delay in payhig out bounties to the fresh vohmtcers. Be- sides, thei'e was no very great amount of money to be found in the treasury. On the whole, the duties of Mr. Henry Bumm, the popuhir treasurer of the Quaker City, were more difficult than those of any pre- vious incumbent of the office. Under these circumstances, Captain Cameron, with a hundred and sovcnty-five recruits, mar(!hed one day to Mr. Biunm's office to draw their bounty. The aggregate Avas a large sum. The tirasury was something like the Susquehanna at low water — its bottom was plaiidy visible. Mr. Bumm, however, did not keep the gallant boys waiting. They stepped up, one by one, and received their timei-ald-backed por- traits of Secretary Chase. When all had been paid, a color-sergeant stepped forward and called "• Tlwee cheers for City Treasurer, Mr. Harry Bunnn." All mouths opened, and the cheers were given loudly and lustily. This done, Captain Cameron said, " Boys, three more, if you like." The three more were given, when all hands put in the largest " tiger " seen since Van Amburg's caravan left Phila- delphia. The men then formed into line, giving another feu de joie of cheers as they moved off. Deserting- a Bad Cause. Lieutenant Foster, of the Third INIaine Heavy Artillery, ari-ived at Philadelphia with forty rebels who had taken the oath of allegiance to the Union. One of these had one thousand dollars in genuine Con- federate scrip, of one hundred dollars each. He supposed they were worth nothing in Philadelphia, and on bemg told that possibly some of the sympathizers of the South, in that city, might buy them, he replied that of all classes of people they were the worst, mid should receive merited condemnation. He was asked what he did for a living before the war broke out. He replied that he was a clerk at Atlanta, Georgia. He was then told— " Perhaps you can get a clerkship m Philadelphia." At this, he looked thought- fully for a moment, and then said, " No, no ; do you think any sensible man would trust me with his business af- fairs, believing that I am a deserter ? I have deserted the Confederate army ; most of us have done the same thing. If I can get work at laboring, I shall be sat- isfied. I want to go to some remote place, where I shall never hear the word ' war ' mentioned." " Could you make yourself useful on a farm ? " int(M'rupted an elderly man from New Jersey. " Yes Sir," replied the rebel oath- taker. " 1 will give you plenty to do," respond- ed tlie farmer, " get into my wagon." The repentant got into the wagon, and was soon on the sandy soil of New Jer- sey. £qual to the Emergrency. Secretary Stanton is stated to have set- tled a little point with the President of the Baltimore and Ohio Railroad, as fol- lows : Prcisident — The draft has fallen with great severity upon the employees of our company. Stanton — Indeed ! President — If something is not done to relieve us, it is hard to foresee the conse- quences. Stanton — Let them pay the commuta- tion. President — Impossible ! The men can't stand such a tax. YOLUNTEEUING, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC. 193 Stiuitoii — They have u rich conipany i>t their back, aud that's more than utlier people have. K(|nal to the Kmcrgency. President — They ought to be exempted, because they ai'e necessary to the work- hig of the road for tlie Government. Stanton — That can't be. President — Then I will stop tlie road. Stanton — Tf you do, I will take it up and carry it on. The discussion is said to have been dropped at this point, and the veiy worthy president still worked the road as success- fully as ever. Ang-lo-African Daiig'hter of the Regiment. While the Twelfth Rhode Island regi- ment was on duty in the town of Lancas- ter, Kentucky, a chubby young Anglo- African, answering to tlie name of Tom- my, came into camp, and desired to enter the service of some one of Uncle Sam's otRcers, and was taken by one of the Cap- tains as a body-servant. In this capacity the fugitive followed the reufiment throuerh all the experiences and vicissitudes of the campaign, and then home to Rhode Island, always faitliful, attentive, cheerful. But the; retinements of civilized life were too much for Tommy, and the Cai)tain's body servant proved to be a veritable daughter of the regiment, — a bona fide girl of less than twenty sunnners, • — who had been able, during all tlie i)eriod of her military service, successfully to conceal her sex hi the guise of a boy. Yankee Forever I Colonel Lawson, like every other loyal prisoner in the hands of the rebels, was not unwilUng to accept the privilege of parole in lieu of a dose of cold lead. The Colonel was taken prisoner by a gang of Missouri guerillas, who at lirst proposed a litthi target practice upon lum with their rifles, but at last concluded to let him off on his ])arole. Upon investigation, how- ever, it proved that of the rebels who then had him in charge — about a dozen — not one could write a ])arole, nor any thing else. Through their whole youth tiiey had never been subjected to the per- nicious influence of free schools. At last they requested Colonel Lawson himself to make out the parole and sign it. He im- mediately wrote an agreement, solemidy pledging himself never to take up arms against tJic United States of America, or in any way give aid and comfort to their enemies, — signed it, and was set at lib- erty. He made the best of his w^ay to our lines, and was not overtaken. Mr. S., the Countryman, and his Substi- tute. During the drafting time in New York, a Mr. S., from I*utnam County, an-ived in New York city full of hope, and eager in pursuit of a good substitute to take his place in the army, and four hundred dol- lars in Ins pocket to pay tbi- him. Of course he did not call at the rooms of the Supervisors' Committee. Had he done so he would have been made by Mr. Blunt a wiser, if not a better, man, and also saved his money. But he preferred going hito the street, into the highways and by- ways, and through an 'honest' agent or broker succeeded in a way not altogether agreeable. The active and perseveiing agent whom S. secured to aid him, soon found a capital fellow — strong, hale and 194 THS BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION. hearty, and an alien — just what he want- ed, and moreover named Stander — a good name, under the circumstances. The agent did all the business for S., made his own bargain with Stander, and received from S. four hundred dollars in cash. How much of this the substitute was to receive was a secret between him and the agent. S. was delighted. He took possession of his substitute and started in the first train for Putnam County ; but before he reached the Provost-Marshal's office there was a sergeant of marines after him, who, notwithstanding the remonstrances of S., took him by force of arms, and conveyed hnn back to New York and to the naval rendezvous, where he had already enlisted for the navy. S. was of course disconso- late. He had lost his substitute, lost his four hundred dollars, and lost sight of the agent who had fleeced him. Neither knew he of his whereabouts, or even his name. All Avas gone, and he had nothing to do but to cast about for another substi- tute or so into the ranks himself. Cause for Rejecting' a Recrviit. One of the recruiting agents in the city of New York carried a finely proportioned man to the surgeon for examination, telling the man to return to the ward room as soon as he had been passed. In due time the man arrived at official head-quai'ters, bring- ing his own rejection. There was indig- nation among the recruiting committee, who immediately began to feel of the mus- cles of this really promising specimen of a man, and point out the beauties of his structure. Loud were the complaints and bitter their denunciations of Dr. H — , and what overt act they might have committed it would be impossible to tell, had not a bystander asked the man what cause the Doctor gave for rejecting him. " Well, I believe," calmly replied the man, " that he said I had the itch." The wardroom was clear in a moment — muscle-feelers and all. Rebuff to a Trafficker in Exemption Papers. At Plattsburgh, New York, while the drafting was going on, a man of no very great loyal pretensions called on a widow and informed her that her only son was drafted, and then hastened to assure her that he could secure his exemption if she would certify that she was a widow, and that he was her only son, upon whom she made her dependence for support. The patriotic lady made the following Spartan reply to the mercenary : " I can certify to no such thing. I am not dependent on my son for support, and I never expect to be. Besides, I think he ought to go, if he is able to perform military duty, and so ought every other able-bodied man, till this wicked rebellion is put down. Nothing but the necessity of wearing these skirts has kept me from going." And the patri- otic trafficker m white-livered merchandize evaporated. Puzzling: a Draft Commissioner. Commissioner ; " Well, young man, have you come to volunteer?" Applicant — a bright French boy of nine- teen : '' No, Sir ; I'm exempt. I am not a citizen — I am a French subject." (Haiid- ing to the Commissioner the certificate of such fact, signed by the French Consul.) Commissioner : " You speak English well. Where were you born?" Applicant : " In New York, Sir." Commissioner: " Then you are an Amer- ican citizen." Applicant : " No, Sir ; I am not." Commissioner : " Why not ? " Applicant : " My father was naturalized before I was born." Commissioner : " Well, what has that to do with making you a French subject ? " Applicant : " Why, when he was natu- ralized, I was not in the country" Fig'htin' ober a Bone. The following dialogue actually took place in war times, between a guest at one VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC, 195 of our metropolitan hotels and a sable waiter connected with the establishment r Guest : " Well, Jim, you are going to join a colored regiment at once, I sup- pose ? " Jim • " Me, Massa ? O no, me nebber tink ob it at all." Guest : " Never thought of it ? I am surprised ! I supposed all your people Fightiu' ober a Bone. would embrace the first opjtortunity to take up arms eagerly. But why are you not going to fight ? " Jim : " Well, Massa, I tell yer. Did yer ebber see two dogs fightin' ober a bone ? " Guest : " Yes, of course ; but Avhat has that to do with it ? " Jim : " Why, don't yer see, Massa ? de hone nebber hght ; de bone take no part in de conflic'o De Norf an' Souf are de two dogs Jightin^ oher a hone ; we niggers are de hone : we donH take no part in de con- flic'!" dueer Draftingr in Maryland. The enrolling officer for Salisbury Dis- trict, Maryland, was very active and thor- ough in the performance of his duties. One day he went to the house of a coun- tryman, and finding none of the male mem- bers of the' family at home, made inquiry of an old woman about the number and age of the " males " of the family. After naming several, the old lady stopped. '' Is there no one else?" asked the officer " No," replied the woman, " none, except Billy Bray." " Billy Bray ! where is he ? " " He was at the barn a moment ago," said the old lady. Out went the officer, but could not find the man. Coming back, the worthy officer questioned the old lady as to the age of Billy, and went away, after en- rolling his name among those to be drafted. The time of the drafting came, and among those on whom the lot fell was the verita- ble Billy Bray. No one knew him. Where did he live ? The officer who enrolled him was called on to produce him ; and, lo and behold, Billy Bray was a Jackass (not a human one, like the enroUer, but with four genuine legs and ears of the usual length) — regularly recorded on the list of drafted men as forming one of the quota of Mary- land. Complimentary Salutations to his General. The Thirty-eighth Ohio Regiment once on a time went home as veterans. They obtained many recruits, among whom was a young man recniited in Dayton. He was p ad the usual Government and local bomities, dressed out in a suit of blue, and after a good time on furlough, returned to the front. On Satiu'day his Regiment was on picket, and our new recruit was put on an outpost, as he was rather a sharp fellow. Soon, however, he was missed, and it was found he had deserted to the enemy. In a short time, nothing more Avas thought of it. The matter was somewhat revived, however, when, with the flag of truce that subsequently came in, there were brought, among other things, the compliments of Cap- tain , late of Johnson's Island, to Gen- eral Baird. He was one of the escaped prisoners, who had taken this means of again getting among his friends in Dixie. He was also too well posted not to be able to give the rebels almost as much valuable information as they could obtain from a northern newspaper. 196 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION Indiana Volunteer Ninety-two Years Old. Indiana has accorded to her the honor >of furnishing the oldest volunteer of any State in the Union. Mr. Bates, of Pen- dleton, ninety-two years old, volunteered with a company from Madison County, and went into Camp Morton on Saturday, full of patriotic fire. Of course he was re- jected, on account of age. When asked why he volunteered, he replied that ■ he wanted to show the young men that old men were not afraid to fight, and ex- pressed his determination to remain with the company, if permitted to do so. Men nuiety-two years old are seldom to be found in these days, and especially in a military camp. Mr. Bates is said to be the father of twenty-two children. No wonder that he feels some interest in preservmg the nation from destruction. Deaf and Duml) Soldier. Connected Avith the Springfield City Guard, Captain Lombard, Tenth regiment of Massachusetts volunteers, stationed at Camp Bi'ightwood, Virguiia, was a deaf mute, named John Donovan, who was a regularly enlisted soldier, and detailed as the regimental tailor. He learned the trade of tailor in Brooklyn, N. Y. He went to Springfield, Massachusetts, from which city he enlisted at the commence- ment of the rebellion. His infirmity, of course, precluded him from performing the ordmary military duties of a soldier ; and, being employed as the regimental tailor, he had many leisure moments, which he im- proved by the practice of a natural gift for drawing. In that art he was a self-taught man, and in it he attained a truly aston- ishing degree of proficiency. An accurate draft of Camp Brightwood w^as made by him, and subsequently lithographed. John was always spoken of in the highest terms of praise by the officers of his regiment, and, notwithstanding his infirmity, Avas fully equal, bodily and mentally, to the rank and file of the grand army of the Union. Donning the Breeches. In Cluiton county, Ohio, there is a cer- tam township, Richland, Avhich, at the opening period or year of the Avar, had not, it Avovdd seem, raised a Aery large crop of patriotic young men, — judging fi-om the proceedings of a meeting of irate females held there to consider the call made upon the coiuitry for troops. It Avas stated that not more than tAvo volunteers had been furnished by the toAvnship up to that time, and the resolutions adopted and the speeches made at the meeting referred to, not only called the patriotism but the courage of the men of Richland in question. So stung were the female population by Avhat they termed the disgraceful and unmasculine spirit man- ifested by the male population — the young men, especially, — that seven young ladies, determuied if possible to retrieve the char- acter of the community and set an exam- ple befitting the crisis through Avhich the coimtry was passing, stepped forAvard and requested to haA^e their names then and there enrolled as A'olunteers in defence of the nation. Tliey added, that as soon as they could be furnished Avith uniforms, they Avould leave their clothing to the young men, Avho lacked the manliness to defend the flag of their country Avhen it w^as as- sailed. Recmitingr Extraordinary. At the time Avhen the Federal troops Avere quartered at Blue Licks, Kentucky, the monotony of camp-life Avas broken by a rather romantic incident. Sevei'al re- cruits Avere coming in daily, and Avere im- mediately sworn into service, but one spruce little felloAv arriving Sunday even- ing, refused to take the oath on the Lord's day, Avishmg to postpone it until next morning, which modest request Avas grant- ed. The young recruit sauntered leisurely aroimd among the men, apparently perfect- ly at home. When the time came to "turn in," he was shown a bed Avith three or four soldiers in the same room, AAdiich he read- ily accepted. His fellow-lodgers attempted VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC. 19T to converse, but found him quite silent, and, observing him kneel tor prayer be- fore retiring, they concluded he was too pious for a soldier, but was perhaps to be chaplain. Next morning the surgeon was sent to have a conversation with the recruit before the oath was administered, and he being rather observing thjui otherwise, con- cluded, after a short "confab," that the young soldier was a very pretty female. After considerable blushing, she acknowl- edged the fact, stating that' her intended was in the ranks, and that she was deter- mined to accompany him. It seems that " cruel parients," as usual, were the cause, they having refused to let the young folks marry, and, in the desperation of the mo- ment, the young swain sought the army, and a night or two following, the love- stricken maiden donned a suit of her bro- ther's clothes, and joined her lover at Camp Blue Lick. The Colonel discharged the young Romeo the next morning, and that evenine: the fortunates were made one. Wliy John Ra-wley became a Substitute. During the battle of Olustee, Florida, Jerome Dupoy, of Company D, Seventh C. v., was shot in the back of the head, evidently by some one in his own ranks, and suspicion fell upon a substitute for a drafted man, named John Rawley, of the same company, who had a quarrel with Dupoy and been stabbed by him. Ser- geant Broes charged Rawley with the crime, when he confessed, and is reported to have made the following statement: Well, Sergeant, I did kill Dupoy; he stabbed me at St. Helena ; I swore if ever I got a chance I'd kill him. I had one at Olustee, and I killed him. Nor is he the only man I have killed or caused to die. I cut out the entrails of a sailor on a gun- boat, since this wai* begun; and I killed, by stabbing, a man in New York, which caused me to leave my family and go as a substitute for a drafted man last Fall. But the ghost of Dupoy is the only one that ever troubled me. Since the battle I have dreaded night, for they are horrible nights. Wlien on picket I always see Dupoy stand a little way front, his face all bloody, and the bullet hole in his liead. At night, when in my dreams, be stands at the entrance. I awake, he is there, pale and bloody, but vanishes as soon as I see him. I could not keep the horrible crime a secret any longer. Pat's Compliments to "Desarters." The following dialogue really took place between Lieutenant A. C. C d, then recently of the United States Texan army, and Pat Fletcher, one of the privates of the Second Cavalry at Carlisle, but then near Fort Bliss : — Officer — Well, Pat, ain't you going to follow the General (T^viggs) ? Pat — If Gineral Scott ordhers us to folly him. Sir, begor Toby (Pat's horse) can gallop as well as the best of 'em. Officer — I mean, Avon't you leave the abolition army, and join the free South ? Pat — Begor, I never enlisted in th' abo- lition army, and never will. I agreed to sarve Uncle Sam for five years, and the divil a pin mark was made in the contract, with my consint, ever since. ' When my time is up, if the army is'nt the same as it is now, I won't join it agin. Officer— Vat, th3 " Second " (Cavalry) was eighteen months old when you and I joined. The man who raised our gallant regiment is now the Southern President ; the man who so lately commanded it, is now a Southern General. Can you re- main in it, when they are gone ? Pat — W^ell, you see, the fact of the matter is, Lieut. C, I ain't much of a scholar; I can't argue the question with you, but Avhat would my mother say if I desarted my colors ? Oh ! the divil a give- in I'll ever give in, now, and that's the end of it. I tried to run away once, after enlistin', but a man wouldn't be missed thin. It's quite different now, Lieutenant, and I'm not going to disgrace naither iv my countries. 198 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, Officer — Do you know that you will have to fire on green Irish colors, in the Southern ranks ? Pat — And won't you have to fire on them colors, (pointing to the flag at Fort Bliss,) that yerseLf and five of us licked nineteen rangers under ? Sure,- it isn't a greater shame for an Irishman to fire on Irish colors, than for an American to fire on American colors. An' th' oath'll be on my side, you know, Lieutenant. Officer — D n the man that relies on Paddies, I say. Pat — The same compliments to desar- ters, your honor. Worse tlian being- Drafted. One of the earliest names drawn in the South District of St Louis, Missouri, for the war, in the draft of 1864, was that of George R. B — , a young man who had recently commenced lousiness in the city, and who not long betbre had married a very respectable young lady. At noon on the day of the publication of the list of drafted men, in which his name ap- peared, he received notice from a substi- tute agent, that he — the agent — had eight hundred dollars in hand with which a sub- stitute was to be procured. This seem- ingly eccentric proceeding was no cause of surprise to the young man, inasmuch as he had from his very cradle been the re- cipient of bounties from an unknown source, having been left an orphan by the ravages of the cholera m 1848, and placed in one of the benevolent institutions of the city. He was put in the best schools as soon as he arrived at a proper age, and ever since he had been supplied with a sufficiency of means, the institution which had guai'ded his infancy being the trustee of the funds. Since commencing business he had been able to live independently, and whatever sums he was informed were placed to his credit at his alma mater he generously donated to the charity fund. But when he was drafted his hopes of the future be- came clouded. His wife wept upon his bosom, and his heart sank vnthin him at the prospect. Too poor to pay a substi- tute, he saw nothing left to him but to be put m the front and fight, perhaps die, just as life was blooming into the bright- ness of springtime. Under these circum- stances, the notification above referred to, brought sunshine back to the young and despondent couple. But the strangest point in all this experience Avas yet to be developed — one, too, partaking largely of the romantic. ' Two days after the exam- ination of the young man, at about the hour of nine, a carriage drove up to the door of his residence, and the driver placed the following note in the hero's hands : "October 21, 1864. " Come with the bearer of this. A dy- ing friend wishes to see you. Be quick, or you may be too late." L. G." Bidding his wife adieu, telling her busi- ness called him away for a short time, he stepped into the carriage, and after driving for near half an hour, stopped in front of a comfortable-looking cottage in the suburbs. In a few moments he was ushered into a room in which was every evidence of a tasteful but modest luxury. On a low couch in the centre of the room lay an emaciated woman, of perhaps forty years of age, who, roused from an unrestful doze, opened her languid eyes and looked upon the young man as he neared her. A wild, peculiar expression lit up her countenance, and she seemed deeply affected. But the interview was short, for her strength was fast failing. Said she : "George, I am dying. You are my son. I have been wicked, but suffering has purified me ; and because I am worthy to hope for God's forgiveness, I have sent for you to-night to see you, and let you know the mystery and history of your life. Father , who is here, will tell you all. I have supported you all your Life, and to" me you are indebted for your ex- emption from the draft. All I ask is, that you will not curse the memory of your VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC, 199 mother. For years I have Hvecl secluded, and endeavored to retrieve the errors of other days. Be virtuous ! " The dying woman here became ex- hausted beyond the power of utterance, and not long after breathed her last. The young man learned that she had been a notorious character in St. Louis, and was divorced from her husband soon after her son's birth, the father having died about two years after, previously jilacing the boy in the orphan asylum spoken of. Knowing the whereabouts of her son, how- ever, she superintended his education and furnished means for his proper mainte- nance, by her vicious course, but at last, with amended life, dying in the hope of a happy future. But the young man was so deeply affected by this knowledge, that his reason for a time was almost over- thrown. The next day, without even in- forming his wife, he left the city for parts miknown. Chang-ed his Mind. A tall and good looking fellow made his appearance before Supervisor Blunt, in New York, intending to volunteer. To all appearance, he was well to do in the world, and, passing through most of the forms usual in enlisting, he reached the chairman of the committee, of whom he expected to get his bounty. At this point another character stepped upon the scene. A tidy looking young woman, who claimed to be, and doubtless was, his wife, appeared unexpectedly before the would- be recruit, and in a modest, yet determined manner, protested against his taking the money. She appealed to him with tears in her eyes, to remain at home with her and the childi-en. "You know, John," said she, " that I am not strong," and her delicate frame indicated this to be true, " and what can I do without you ? How can I take care of and support myself and our three dear, dear children, without you to assist ? The three hundred dollars will soon be gone, and then where shall we be, I and you perhaps dead — dead ? " Her poor little heart seemed ready to burst with grief, and her sobs were painfully affecting. Flinging herself upon his neck she again exclaimed, " John ! do not, do not leave me." Then she repeated her tale of sorrow, present and prospective, to INIi-. Blunt. But John, as most self-willed husbands are, they say, was stoical and indifferent to all these feeling appeals, un- moved and unimpassioned. Mr. Blunt looked on all this, while hesitating what to do. Finally, without paying the bounty, he allowed them both to pass out of the surrounding crowd into the more private apartments provided for the new recruits, there to consult together alone on the sub- ject. With what arguments she assailed her John here, what appeals she made, or what witcheiy she practised, are not known ; but, like most intelhgent women who accompany their strong protestations with a copious flow of tears — real tears — she triumphed at last. She obtained his consent to remain w^th his fond wife and family. Then they appeared again before Mr. Blunt — she with a triumphant air, and her face all aglow with joyful smiles, he looking as an obedient husband should, resigned and satisfied. She announced that her husband had changed his mind and concluded not to go. The little rogue knew^ very well that it was she who had changed his mind. He was asked if he had detennined not to volunteer. He said he had. " Why ? " says Mr. Blunt. " Why, you see this little natty wdfe of mine has fairly persuaded me out of it, and she would control the devil himself, I believe, if he stood in her way." As the enlistment was not consunmtiated fully, the Supervisor allowed him to go, and a happier woman never left the pres- ence of a woman's court than was that young wife as she passed out of the pres- ence of those who came so near sending her husband to the "front." Husbands, obey your wives. 200 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, Scene of Domestic Sadness : "Woman's Firmness. In a New York village resided a wid- ow naraed Smith, who had sent four sons to the w&i", two of whom were minors, leaving behind them only two sisters. After a while two of them returned home, Nathaniel Smith, a member of the Eight- eenth regiment, and the other a member of the Seventh artillery, the latter on a furlough. 0)1 Thursday night follo\ving this, there was to have been a jubilee at the house of their uncle, given in honor of the boys' return, and they had set off to meet companions, when, unexpectedly, officer Burt stepped up to Nathaniel and arrested him as a deserter. This was so unlooked-for that he almost fainted on the spot. It appears that Nathaniel deserted the regiment just previous to the second Bull Run battle, and since that time had been loitering about Washington and Alexandria, Avholly unknown to the au- thorities in those places. Had he enlisted at the breaking out of the rebellion, and had he remained with his regiment he would have been mustered out of service in May. But he deserted eight months before his time was out, and consequently was compelled to make good that loss. After a parley with the officer who arrest- ed him, the latter consented to go Avith him back to his mother's house, and here a scene ensued which shows the earnest patriotism of a true woman's heart. When taken back to his mother's house as a deserter, and she being informed of the fact, she burst into a flood of tears and said : " I have sacrificed four sons to my coun- try — two minors ; I have buried my hus- band and children ; but I never knew what trouble and grief were before. To have one brought back as a deserter is more — more than I can stand. I do not blame the officers for doing their duty, but I do you for deserting. Go, my son, you are bone of my bone and flesh of my flesh. I would rather have seen you brought home as a corpse, than to find you alive, branded as a deserter. But go, my son ; do your duty as a man and a soldier, re- membering that your mother's prayers are with you, and do not come home again un- til you can come as a man who has noth- ing to fear." While his mother was still eno-awed in talking to him in strainb of sorrow and re- gret, his aunt came in — feeble in health, but strong in feeling. Mortified that he had deserted his comrades, she appealed to him as a lover of his country and a member of the fjimily to go back to the army and do his whole duty as a soldier, and not return again until he had served his time out. The mother and aunt's tears were too much for the soldier, for they both wept tears of regret. With their blessuigs, the soldier left his mother and aunt, promising them henceforth to be a man, a true soldier, and not to return home until discharged. Bounty- Jumper Captured by a Hog. The good deeds of a dog have more than once had to be put in contrast with the mean tricks of the human kind, and Bounty Juniper captured by a dog. here is an additional illustration of this truth. A man who had in charge a boun- VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC, 201 ty-jumper, stopped at the Union House, Wheeling, with his prisoner. The man left his charge in the hall in order to look into an adjoining room for a person he wished to see, when the nimble jumper jumped out of the door, upon the side- walk, ran up the street with great rapidi- ty and darted down the alley m the rear of the Union House. A Newfoundland dog — honest patriot ! — observing that the jumper was being followed, with loyal in- stinct joined in the pursuit. The dog soon overtook the fleeing rascal, seized him by the boot leg, and squatted down in the mud. The jumper kicked the dog off, but he had no sooner extricated himself than the faithful animal caught him again, and continued to hang on and delay the cul- prit untU his pursuers came up and cap- tured him. Peculiar Question of Bomity. A party of raw recruits — very raw — were on theii- way home from a tavern in the town of , where they had spent a portion of the evening in revelry, when they brought up at a church where a re- vival was in progress- They marched into the crowded aisle of the sanctuary, and for a few miuvites closely observed the minister, who was urging his unconverted hearers to at once " enlist in the army of the Lord 1 ''" At length the worthy minis- ter, noticing the uniformed men standmg in the aisle, approached one of them, who was pretty near oblivious to the scene be- fore him, and remarked — " I am glad to see by your uniform that you are soldiers of yotu" country ! That is right — glorious ! But you should now join the army of the Lord ! " '' Eh ? " queried the soldier, whose tav- ern entertainment had put liim in such a state that he but imperfectly comprehend- ed the invitation — " eh ? join the Lord's army ? What bounty does he give, eh ? " The minister attempted to explain, but soon gave it up as a bad job, the recruit being really too raw for ' impression.' 13 Re-enlisting:, but on a Different Side. Captain Crane, who commanded at Fort Meyers, tells a good story, illustrative of the value of time — in this instance viewed from a military point. When the Captain landed at Fort Meade he found a solitary sentmel marching back and forth, with a chip hat on his head, a dingy blouse on his back, and a double-barreled shot gun across his shoulder. This sentinel march- ed up and down, while Captain Crane and his men were busily removing the stores and doing other thmgs usual on such oc- casions. At length the sentinel looked that way, and called out, " I say, fellows, who in hell are you ? " Captain Crane, with the brevi- ty of a soldier, replied with the one word, " Yanks." " Are you genuine Yanks ? " was the rejoiner. " We are that same," was the answer. The rebel sentinel pass- ed up and down a few times more, and then called out, " I say, fellows, will you allow a fellow to come up to you ? " Cap- tain Crane replied that he might. At this the sentinel laid down his two barreled gun and went to where the Union men stood, when he again addressed Captain Crane — " Will you allow a fellow to take arms with you ? " The answer was in the af- firmative ; upon which the rebel expressed himself in this manner : " Well, I reckon my time with old Jeff, is out this day; and, as I don't like to waste time, I will enlist with you." And enlisted he was on the instant. Captain Crane said he had not a better soldier in his corps than the one who thus so readily ' re-enlisted.' This puts one in mind of Sir Walter Scott's Captain Dugald Dalgetty, who, when taken prisoner by the Marquis of Montrose (or Argyle), refused to serve the Covenanters, on the ground that he had stipulated to serve the king for the space of six months, but averred that, after his six months had expired he was open to any offer from the most noble marquis. 202 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, Private Notions and Public La-ws. Governor Bramlette, of Kentucky, at one time had actually gone so far as to prepare a proclamation calling on the peo- ple of that State to resist by force the ne- gro enrollment. This was before his visit to Washington, and he was only dissuaded from issuing the document through the ap- peals of Rev. Dr. Breckinridge. General Grant treated the matter in his accustom- ed cool and soldierly way. When the General was at Louisville, he said, in re- ply to a distinguished Union man who asked him Avhat he would do if Bramlette and others " made trouble about the en- rollment ? " " Do ? " — looking at his in- terrogator a moment with stern surprise — " My God, Sir ! what have I to do with their notions about slaves ? This is a law of Congress. It shall be executed, if I have to bring up the entire army from Chattanooga. Tell them so." Hercules-Africanus g-oing- to the War. A stalwart specimen of colored human- ity, just enlisted for the war, and incased in a mihtary uniform, — a perfect Hercules in appearance, — was accosted by a gentle- man who happened in his way, and the following conversation took place : " Where did you come from ? " "Lycoming county, sah," replied the candidate for military honors. " AVhat business did you follow ? " " I am a raftsman." "Then you are used to pretty hard work ? " " De Lor' knows I is." " Do you feel anxious to go South ? " " De Lor' knows I does." " Do you ever expect to come back ? " " No, sah ; 'xpect to be killed." "You know the rebels will have no mercy on you if they take you a prisoner." " Aint gwang to be tuk prisoner — am gwang to fight till de bressed life falls out o'me." " Well, you don't intend, if you have the chance, to kill all the white people down south, do you, women and children ? " " Look yere, my chile, you doesn't un- derstand culled folks. We aint gwang to fight anybody, imless they fight us. You doesn't 'spose I is gwang to kill a little baby or a woman ; I is'nt much educated, but I knows de Lor' is above all ; and I knows right from wrong — aint gwang to do nuffin to displease de Lor.' I'm gwang to fight Jeff Davis and his rebels, and I feel as if I could kill ebery one on 'm. I could bite JefF. Davis to def. I tell you I could lib a week without eating nothing, if that could only gib me a chance to smash the rebels. 1 tell you, I don't intend to hab much mercy on 'em, nohow." " Suppose a rebel surrendered to you ; what would you do then — would you kill him ? " " I tell you what I'd do under them ar kind of a circumstance. I'd say, look here. Mister Rebel, I'se got you in my power, and could smash you, but I aint gwang to do it ; but I'm gwang to tuk you prisoner — and off I'll tote him ; you bet- ter believe it." War's doings to One Family. There arrived, one day, at the sanitary rooms, a woman with the remains of her son, who had served in the army three years, and who, had he lived a few months longer, would have been sixteen years of age. The circumstances of this case show the doings of war in one family. In August, 1861, being then twelve years old, James Henry , enlisted as drummer in the Seventeenth New Hamp- shire regiment, where he served fourteen months. He then re-enlisted, and served nine months in the Nineteenth New Hamp- shire regiment ; and again, in January, 1864, enlisted for three years in the First Maine Heavy Artillery. He died in March, at Fort Sumner Hospital. The mother stated that this boy, who was evi- dently her pet — her Benjamin — had been the first of the family to enlist ; shortly VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC, 203 after, his father enlisted, served a year in the Tenth Maine regiment, and died at Lynchburg. In the same month of the father's death, another son enlisted, in the Seventeenth Maine regiment, was in bat- tle at Gettysburg, and was . never heard from again. During the same year, too, the third and last son enlisted in the Eleventh United States regulars, Avas wounded in the head at Gettysburg, discharged for permanent disability, becoming imbecile in consequence of his wound. The care of the mother, and of an infirm grand- parent, and of an imbecile brother, had fallen upon the little drummer-boy. Being small of stature, besides his extreme youth, he could not earn a man's wages, and therefore proposed re-enlisting. His mother had her forebodings, and remon- strated ; but he reminded her of his for- mer good fortune, of the bounty money, of a time when the war should be ovei", and every thing be all right. She consented. He served two months, and here were his ashes ! The mother behaved with Roman firmness. She would not say that she regretted giving up her all to the war : " The country needed them, and it was only right that they should go," was the patriotic language of this American mother. Drawing nearer the fire, she remarked, " I feel chilly ; I sat at the end of the car last night, for the sake of bringing home Jimmy's drum ; I ade up their minds really to go, to inform him, and as they had driven him many a time to Cambridge, he would himself drive them in his carriage hither on that important mis- sion. Sure enough they heeded his request, and he drove them to town in his carriage on their way to Baltimore, after fitting them out quite liberally. He subsequently came to the city and went to Camp Bimey, to get his certificates for the three hmidred dollars substitute money for each slave, and to grant his obligation to free them when the State laws would allow him to do so. The slaves met him, on this visit, as affec- tionately and demonstratively as sons could meet a father. Girl-Boy Drummer. A fair and sprightly girl, of but twelve dimpled summers, and giving the name of Charles Martin, enlisted in one of the Pennsylvania regiments, in the early period of the war, as a drummer boy. She had evidently enjoyed the advantage of educa- tion, could write a good hand, and even composed very welL She made herself useful to officers of the regiment in the capacity of a clerk ; and though involved in the scenes and chances of no less than five battles, she escaped unwounded and unharmed. The officers never dreamed of any hitch as to her sex. Alter a while, she was taken down sick with the typhoid fever, a disease then quite prevalent in Philadelphia, and was removed to Penn- sylvania Hospital. It was while there that the worthy matron of the institution discovered the drummer boy, who had passed through so many fatigues, perils and rough experiences, to be no more nor less than a girl not yet in her teens. Just the kind of Arms a Young Quaker Could Bear. Among the drafted men who presented themselves for examination before the re- cruiting Board at Providence, Rhode Island^ was a young Quaker, whose conscientious regard for his faith would not allow him to send a substitute, or purchase a discharge^ or take any personal part in bearing arms himself. But he proved a clear case of exemption from military duty under the law, as made and provided, and was dis- VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC, 207 charged accordingly. Soon after the case bad been decided, and before the young Friend had left the room, a letter came directed to the Board, and was opened by the officer. It proved to be an appeal in behalf of the young man, in a most deli- cate " hand of writ," and couched in most pure and winsome language. The com- missioner playfully submitted the letter to the inspection of the young man, who with unfeigned surprise marked the well-known tracery of a dear young Friend who, on the next " Firstday," in open meeting, would surrender to him " arms " that he could bear conscientiously. Tender in Years but Strong in his Devotion to his Country. Edward Lee, or " Little Eddie," as he was dotingly called, will never be forgot- ten among the reminiscences of Wilson's Creek, in the winter of 1861. A few days before the First Iowa regiment re- ceived orders to join General Lyon, on his march to Wilson's Creek, the drummer of one of the companies was taken sick and conveyed to the hospital. On the evening preceding the day of the march, a negro was arrested within the lines of the camp — Camp Benton — and brought before the Captain, who asked him : " What business have you within the lines ? " " I know a drummer," he replied, " that you would like to enlist in your company, and I have come to tell you of it." He was immediately requested to in- form the drummer that if he would enlist for their short time of service, he would be allowed extra pay, and to do this, he must be on the ground early in the morn- ing. The negro was then passed beyond the guard. On the following morning there appeared before the Captain's quarters during the beating of the reveille, a good-looking, middle-aged woman, dressed in deep mourning, and leaxling by the hand a sharp, sprightly-looking boy, apparently about twelve or thirteen years of age. Her story was soon told. She was from East Tennessee, where her husband had been killed by the rebels, and all their property destroyed. She had come to St. Louis in search of her sister, but not finding her, and being destitute of money, she thought if she could procure a situa- tion for her boy as a drummer, for the short time the company had to remain in the service, she could find employment for Tender in years but strong in deyotion to his country. herself, and perhaps find her sister by the time the men were discharged. During the rehearsal of her story the little fellow kept his eyes intently fixed upon the countenance of the Captain, who was about to express a determination not to take so small a boy, when he spoke out : " Don't be afraid. Captain, I can drum." This was spoken with so much confidence, that the Captain immediately observed, with a smile, " Well, well. Ser- geant, bring the drum, and order our fifer to come forward." In a few moments the drum was produced, and the fifer, a tall, round-shouldered, good natured fellow, from the Dubuque mines, who stood, when erect, something over six feet in height, soon made his appearance. Upon being intro- 208 'THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, duced to his new colleague, or comrade, he stooped down, with his hands restmg upon his knees, that were thrown forward into an acute angle, and after peering into the little fellow's face a moment, he ob- served ; « My little man, can you drum ? " « Yes, Sir," he replied, " I drummed for Captain Hill, m Teimessee." The fifer immediately commenced straight- ening himself upward until all the angles in his person had disappeared, when he placed his fife m his mouth, and played the "Flowers of Edenborough," one of tlie most difficult things to follow with the drum that could have been selected, and nobly did the little fellow follow him, showing himself to be a master of the drum. When the music ceased, the Cap- tain turned to the mother and observed : " Madam, I will take your boy. What is his name ? " " Edward Lee," she replied ; then plac- ing her hand upon the Captam's arm, she continued, "Captain, if he is not killed " here her maternal feelings over- came her utterances, and she bent down over her boy and kissed him upon the forehead. As she arose, she observed: " Captain, you will bring him back with you, won't you ? " " Yes, yes, we will be certain to bring him back with us. We shall be discharged in six weeks." In an hour after, that company led the Iowa First out of camp, the drum and fife playing, " The Girl I left behind me." Eddie, as he was called, soon became a great favorite with all the men in the com- pany. When any of the boys had returned from a " horticultural excursion," Eddie's share of the peaches and melons was the first apportioned ; and during the heavy Mid fatiguing march from Rolla to Spring- field, it was often amusing to see that long- legged fifer wading through the mud Avith the little drummer mounted upon his back — and always in that position when fording streams. But, though thus far sunny and miscathed in his military career, the dark side of the picture was soon to be turned to Eddie's gaze. Says a comrade : — During the fight at Wilson's Creek I was stationed with a part of our company on the right of Totten's battery, while the balance of our company, with a part of the Illinois regiment, was ordered down into a deep ravine upon our left, in which it was known a portion of the enemy was concealed, and with whom they were soon engaged. The contest in the ravine con- tinued some time. Totten suddenly wheel- ed his battery upon the enemy in that quarter, when they soon retreated to the high ground beyond their lines. In less than twenty minutes after Totten had driven the enemy from the ravine, the word passed from man to man throughout the army, " Lyon is killed ! " and soon after, hostilities having ceased upon both sides, the order came for our mam force to fall back upon Springfield, while a part of the Iowa First and two companies of the Missouri regiment were to camp upon the groimd and cover the retreat next morn- mg. That night I was detailed for guard duty, my turn of guard closing with the morning call. When I went out with the officer as relief, I found that my post was upon a high eminence that overlooked the deep ravine in which our men had engaged the enemy, until Totten's battery came to their assistance. It was a dreary, lone- some beat. The moon had gone down in the early part of the night, while the stars twinkled dimly through a hazy atmosphere, lighting up imperfectly the surrounding objects. Occasionally I would place my ear near the ground and listen for the sound of footsteps, but all was silent save the far off howling wolf, that seemed to scent upon the evening air the banquet that we had been preparing for him. The hours passed slowly away, when at length the morning light began to streak along the eastern sky. Presently I heard a drum beat up the morning call. At first I VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, DESERTING ETC. 1'09 thought it came from the camp of the en- emy across the creek ; but as I listened, I found that it came up from the deep ra- vine ; for a few minutes it was silent, and then as it became more liglit I heard it again. I listened — the sound of the drum Avas familiar to me — and I knew that it Avas our Drummer boy from Tennessee Beating for help the reveille. I was about to desert my post to go to his assistance, when I discovered the offi- cer of the guard approaching with two men. We all listened to the sound, and were satisfied that it was Eddie's drum. I asked permission to go to his assistance. The officer hesitated, saying that the orders were to march in twenty minutes. I prom- ised to be back in that time, and he con- sented. I immediately started down the liill through the thick undergrowth, and upon reaching the valley I followed the soimd of the drum and soon found him seated upon the ground, his back leanuig against the trunk of a fallen tree, while his drum liung upon a bush in front of him, reaching nearly to the ground. As soon as he discovered me he dropped his drum-sticks and exclaimed, " O, Corporal, I am so glad to see you. Give me a drink," — reaching out his hand for my can- teen, which was empty. I immediately turned to bruig him some water from the brook that I could hear rippling through the bushes near by, when thuiking that I was about to leave him, he commenced crying, saying : " Don't leave me. Corpo- ral, I can't walk." I was soon back with the water, when I discovered that both of his feet had been shot away by a cannon ball. After satisfying his thirst, he looked up into my face and said : " You don't think I will die, Corpoi-al, do you ? This man said I would not — he said the surgeon could cure my feet." I now discovered a man lying in the grass near him. By his dress I recog- nized him as belonging to the enemy. It appeared that he had been shot through [the bowels, and liad fallen near where Eddie lay. Knowing that he could not live, and seeing the condition of the boy, he had crawled to him, taken off his buck- skin suspenders, and corded the little fel- low's legs below the knee, and then lay down and died. While Eddie was telhng me these particulars, I heard the tramp of cavalry coming down the ravine, and in a moment a scout of the enemy was upon us, and I was taken prisoner. I requested the officer to take Eddie up in front of him, and he did so, carrymg him with great tenderness and care. When we reached the camp of the enemy the little fellow was dead. No Title of Soldier griven to the Devil. Among the multitudinous developments of one kind and another made by the war of the rebellion, the light which it has thrown upon certain points and passages of Scripture is not to be reckoned as in- significant. At the funeral of an army Sergeant in the Federal ranks, who was murdered. Rev, Mr. Healitt, who preach- ed the funeral sermon, said lie would not call the murderer a soldier, because the word soldier was an honorable title, borne by Joshua and David and others men- tioned in the Bible ; he wished every oue to remember tliat the devil is nowhere in Scripture called by the honorable title of soldier — a fact of no mean bearmg upon the course of those who enlisted m the army of the Union to put down a sectional rebelUon. " Sweet Sixteen " on the Male Side, and a " Darling:" too. A lad of less than sixteen years, named Darling, from Pittsfield, Mass., enlisted in the early period of the war in Captain Cromwell's company, in the Northern Black Horse Cavalry. On learning that he had a sick mother at home, who was sadly afflicted at his departure, the Cap' tain discharged the youngster and sent him home, as the brave lad supposed on a furlough. The Captain received the foL t^io THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE EEBELLION. lowing acknowledgment of liis kindness from the sister of the " bold soldier boy." It is certainly worth reading : PiTTSFiELD, Mass., Oct. 20, 1861. Captain Cromwell — Dear Sir : My brother, David H. Darling, a lad of six- teen, left home and joined your command without the consent or even knowledge of our parents. I went from school to see him last Thursday, and stated these facts to your second lieutenant. Our young sol- dier returned home Friday, on furlough, as he supposed, and seeing the effect of his conduct upon my mother and a sick sister, gave his consent to remain. But he is very much afraid you will think that he did not promise to return in good faith, or, to use his own term, that he has " backed out," so he made me promise, before I returned, that I would explain it to you. This, then, " is to certify," gentlemen, that the young Darling aforesaid has not abated his desire in the least degree to serve his country under your especial guidance, although he has consented to de- vote himself in the more humble capacity of staying at home and mmding his mother. Having reached the advanced age of six- teen, he possesses the strength of Her- cules, and sagacity of Tacinaque, Agulier's bravery, and the patriotism of Washing- ton, whom you have probably heard men- tioned before. Would that he could add to these a few of Methuselah's superfluous years, for youth, though no crime, is very inconvenient in his case. Of course, the advancement of the Black Horse Cavalry is materially retarded, and its glory dim- med for a season ; but wherever you are at the end of two years, he is determined to join you. If thou wouldst take me in his place, I would be very happy to go. I believe not only in this war, but fighting in general, and think that if women were permitted to use ' knock down arguments,' it would civilize not only their mutual re- lations, but also their treatment of your much abused sex. Meantime, awaiting thy orders, I am respectfully thine, Jennie Darling. P. S. — If you are married, please hand this over to your Second Lieutenant. J. D. So much for Jennie. The Captain's response to this Avinsome epistle, failed, alas ! to greet the public eye. Sharp Practice among: Volunteers. That all the rogues were not in the army nor out of the State Prison was very clearly made to appear — and by the following fact among others, the scene of which was New York city. Mr. Blunt, the head of the Committee on Drafting in that city, took in multitudes of volvmteers — black and white — paying the three him- dred dollars, without being able to deter- mine whether they were, in all cases, hon- est and acquainted with their catechism. One was taken of this class, who appeared especially loose on both those points. A black fellow, who had been enlisted for the navy and received his three hundred dol- lars, applied in the course of an hour or so to Mr. B. for the privilege of putting his money into the savings bank. It was of course gi-anted. The Supervisor, on counting over the darkey's money, found that there was only two hundred and thirty-five dollars. "Where is the rest of it?" says Mr. Blunt. " Dat's all," says Snowball. " No, it's not all. You have sixty-five dollars more. Turn your pockets wrong side out." Darkey complied, but not another green- back was found. This was a staggerer, for Blunt well knew he had paid him three hundred dollars. " Now, you horse marine," says the chairman, " what have you done with the balance of your money ? — here are some notes I never gave you." " WeU, Massa Cap'n, I didn't do noflfin VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC, 211 with 'em greenbacks ; I ji.s uj^k a leller in dare to change me one luuuhed dollar bill, and de sailor he did it ; and dat are is de money." "Ah, ha!" says B., "Bring out that fellow." Wide trowsers came out, looking very iiHiocent. His money, too, was exammed, and sure enough, there lay ensconced the identical sixty-five dollars the darkey was minus of. " How is this ? " says Mr. B. " Well, you see. Boss, that piece of eb- ony wanted me to change one hundred dollars for him, and I did it , but I ain't very good at cyphering, and I rather guess I counted wrong. Here's your dust, old boy ; let's tack ship and put back to port." This impudent piece of rascality was corrected by the Supervisor, the darkey's money banked, and the parties agaiji turn- ed into their quarters. "How are you, Conscript?" Not the least singular among the great variety of incidents in connection with the draft, is the following, which occurred among the good citizens of Vigo county, in the State of Indiana. During the draw- ing for one of the sub-districts of that region, the proceedings were watched with eager uiterest by at least one person, a " patriotic " resident of the locality under draft. As the names were drawn he be- trayed considerable nervousness — was par- ticularly anxious about the price of sub- stitutes, and thought it the duty of all " veterans " to re-enlist. Finally, impa- tient under such critical suspense, and un- able longer to control his anxiety, he made bold to ask permission of Colonel Thomp- son, the provost-marshal, to place his hand in the box, and draw forth the unfortunate prize. The Colonel, with his accustomed suavity and willingness to accommodate, kmdly granted the request. The individ- ual accordingly reached forth his hand, placed it in the box, and drew forth a card on which was written — his own name ! That his curiosity was now fully satisfied, was no matter of doiibt ; and the good- humored salutation of " How are you, con- script ? " regaled his patriotic ear from every quarter. Nasby's Reasons -why he should not be Drafted. Petroleum V. Nasby, in order to place himself in his proper position before the public, felt called upon to give his reasons — weighty and cogent ones, too, — why he should not be drafted. Says he : — I see in the papers last nite, that the government haz institooted a draft, that in a few weeks hundreds uv thousands uv peaceable citizens will be dragged to the tented feeld. I know not wat uthers may do, but ez fer me, I can't go. Upon a rigid eggsaminashun uv my fizzikle man, 1 find it wooed be wus ner madnis fer me 2 undertake a campane, to wit : 1. I'm bald-heded, and hev bin obliged to ware a wig these 22 years. 2. I hev dandruff in wat scanty hair still hangs round my venerable temples. 3. I hev a kronic katarr. 4. I hev lost, since Stanton's order to draft, the use uv one eye entirely, and hev kronic inflammashun in the other. 5. My teeth is all unsound, my palit ain't eggsactly rite, and I hev hed bron- keetis 31 yeres last Joon. At present I hev a koff, the paroxisms uv which is frightful 2 behold. 6. I'm holler chestid, and short-winded, and hev alius hed panes in my back and side. 7. I'm afflicted with kronic diarrear and kostivniss. The money I hev paid fer Jayneses karminnytive balsam and pills wooed astonish almost ennybody. 8. I am rupchured in 9 places, and am entirely enveloped with trusses. 9. I hev varrykose vanes, hev a white swellin on wun leg and a fever sore on the uther — also wun leg is shorter than tother, though I handle it so expert that nobody never noticed it. 212 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION 10. I hev korns and bunyuns on both j pursuit of him. He had to descend the feet, which wooed prevent me IVommarchin. : hill on the side toward the enemy's camp. I don t suppose that my political opin- j While he eluded his pursuers, he found ions, which are ferninst the prosekooshun liimself m a new danger. He had gotten uv this unconstitooshnel war, wooed hev enny wate with a draftin osifer, but the above reasons why I can't go, will, no doubt, be suffishent. I maik Clever Use of the CoTintersien. During the fight at Gauley Bridge, Vir- ginia, on the 10th of November, 1861, a glorious instance of personal bravery was .afforded in the conduct of Sergeant Car- ter, of Tippecanoe, Ohio. The Sergeant Avas upon the post first attacked bj the Confederates. The advance guard of the Second Virginia, consisting of twelve men, came suddenly upon him and his three companions. The bright moonlight re- vealed the flashing bayonets of the ad- vancing regiment. He was siu-rounded and separated from his reserve. With great presence of mind he stepped out and challenged, " Halt ! Who goes there ? " The advance guard of the Second Virgin- ia, consisting of twelve men, supposing that they had come upon a scouting party of their own men, answered, " Friends, with the countersign." At his order, " Advance one, and give the comitersign," they hesitated. He re- peated the order peremptorily, " Advance and give the countersign, or I'll blow you through." They answered, without advanc- ing, " Mississippi." " Where do you be- long?" he demanded. "To the Second Virginia regiment." " Where are you going ? " " Along the ridge." They then in turn questioned him, ^' Who are you ? " " That's my own busi- ness," he answered, and taking deliberate aim he shot down his questioner. He called for his boys to follow him, and leap- ed dovm a ledge of rock, while a fuU vol- ley Avent over his head. He heard his companions summoned to surrender, and the order given to the Major to advance with the regiment. Several started in within the enemy's camp pickets ! He had, while running, torn the ' U. S.' from his cartridge box, and covered his belt plate with his cap box, and torn the stripe from his pantaloons. He was challenged by their sentinels while making his way out, and answered, giving the countersign, " Mississippi," Second Virginia regiment. They asked him what he was doing there. He said that the boys had gone off on a scout after the Yankees ; that he had been detained in camp, and in trying to find them had got bewildered. As he passed through, to prevent further questioning, he said, " Our boys are up on the ridge, — which is the best way up ? " They an- swered, " Bear to the left, and you'll find it easier to climb." Soon again his pur- suers were after him, as he expressed it, " breaking brush behind him." This time, with a hound on liis trail, he made his way to a brook, and running down the shallow stream, threw the dog off the scent, and as the day was dawning he came suddenly upon four pickets, who brought their arms to a ready, and chal- lenged him. Pie gave the countersign '' Mississippi ;" claimed to belong to the Second Virginia. His cap box had shpped from his belt plate. They asked him where he got that belt. He told them he had captured it that night from a Yankee. They told him to advance, and as he ap- proached, he recognized their accoutre- ments and knew he was among his own men, a picket guard from the First Ken- tucky. He was taken before Colonel En- gart and dismissed to his regiment. When the brave fellow was asked what was his motive in halting a whole column of the enemy, he said his plan was to give inti- mation to the reserve, of their advance, that they might open upon them on their left flank, and so, perhaps, arrest their progress. If ever a fellow escaped by the skm of VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC, 213: his teeth, from his enemies — and if ever a brave fellow deserved to — that man was the gallant Sergeant Carter. It was a courageous thing to obtain the countersign, and nothing but his courage made it after- wai'ds available. Bridegroom and Volunteer the same Nig-ht. Crime and outrage, in all their various phases, are the concomitants of war. An illustration in point is afforded in the ad- ventures of an ex- Confederate soldier from Alabama, the scene of his exploits being in Chicago, Illinois. It seems that one day a young man waited upon the police authorities at the central station in that city, to obtain advice in a search for liis sister, a young girl of seventeen years, who had fled from Oshkosh, Wisconsin, to Chicago, after having fallen a victim to the wiles of a seducer. On this representa- tion being made, one of the detectives took charge of the case, and in the course of time found the girl living with an Ala- bamian, of the name of Jones. The offi- cer arrested both of them, and then called in the brother, the interview resulting in a refusal on the gill's part to leave Jones, and Jones not only refused to leave her, but expressed his willingness to marry her at once. In addition to his offer of mar- riage, the man proposed to enlist in the Federal army as- a substitute, and leave the money with his bride. The brother was satisfied with this proposition, and the ex- rebel Jones, having become a virtuous Jones, instantly fulfilled his promise, — a justice of the peace performing the mar- riage ceremony. Jones thereupon went to a recruiting office, enUsted, received two hundred and fifty dollars bounty money, paid it over plumply to the brother, and left Chicago the same night for Springfield, to be assigned to a regiment. The bridegroom declared that he did not mind what regiment he entered, so long as he avoided being sent into Virginia, where, he stated, he was so well known that if captured he would assiu-edly be hung. Snaked Away, and Drummed In. One of the " sufferers" at Camp Denni- son, which for a time was used for the care of the sick and wounded, was an Irish soldier. The attendant approached him and said : "Well, Sir, what's the matter with you ? " " Wounded, Sir ; slight woimd in the groin — worse one in the heel." " Where were you wounded ? " " Pittsburg Landing, Sir." " What part of the battle ? " " Second fire of the last round, Sir."^ Snaked away and dnimmed in. " Wliat, Monday ? Why it was rather hard, wasn't it ; to fight two days and then get hurt at the very last ? " " Devil a two days did I fight at all Sir." " Why, how was that ? " " Why, you see. Sir, I didn't know what I was fighting for, and I didn't want to blow a fellow creature's brains out without knowing what I was blowing 'em out for, d'ye see ; no more did I want a fellow creature to blow my brains out without knowing what they was blown out for — so. Sir, I just snaked away Sir! But on Monday they found me. Sir, and drum- med me in." He was from Texas. 214 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLIONo Slelancholy End of Johnson, the Deserter. The execution of poor Johnson, for the crime of desertion, constituted a melan- choly page in the history of the army in Virginia. Of this crime, the unfortunate culprit said I had not the slightest in- tention of deserting, up to a few minutes before I started in the direction of the enemy's lines. The way I came to leave our army was this • I was on the outposts, and after dinner, when watering my horse, I thought I would go to the lirst house on the Braddock road and get a drink of milk. When I rode uj) to the house I saw a man and a boy. I asked the man for some milk, and he said he had none ; and to my enquiry as to where I could get some, he said he did not know except T should go some distance further on. I said I thought it would be dangerous to go far, and he remarked that none of the rebels had been seen in that vicinity for some time. It Avas then that I conceived the idea of deserting. I thought I could ride right up to the rebel pickets and in- side the enemy's line, go and see my mother in New Orleans, stay for a few weeks in the South, and then be able to get back to our regiment again, perhaps with some valuable information. I never had any idea of going over to the rebels, and as it is I would rather be hung on a tree than go and join the rebel army. I don't see what under heaven put it into my head to go away. I acted upon the im- pulse of the moment. When the man at the house said none of the enemy had been seen lately in that vicinity, I asked Avhere it was that the five rebels I had heard of had been seen some time ago, and he said it was at the round house on the left hand side of the road. I asked him where the road led to. He said to Centreville, and so I went that way. Riding along on the Braddock road, some miles beyond our pickets, I suddenly came across Colonel Taylor, of the Third New Jersey regiment, with his scouting party. I thought they were the rebels, but at first was so scared that I did not know what to say. However, I asked him who they were, and lie said they were the enemy. Said I to him, " I'm all right, then." " Why so ? " said he. " Because Ave are all friends," said I ; " I am rebel too — I want to go down to New Orleans to see my mother." Then he asked me how our pickets were stationed. I told him two of our compa- nies which had been out Avent in that day toward the camps. He asked if I thought he could capture any of them, and I told him I did not think he could. He asked why, and I replied that there were a imm- ber of mounted riflemen around. The head scout asked me Avhat kind of arms the Lincoln men received, and at the same time said, " Let me see your pistol." I handed him my revolver. Colonel Taylor took it, and cocking it, said to me, " Dismount, or I will blow your brains out." I was so much frightened I thought my brains had been bloAvn out already. I dismounted, deliA^ered up my belt and sa- bre, Avhile at the same tjme they searched my pockets, but there Avas nothing in them except a piece of an old Ncav York Ledg- er, I belieA'e. Then he tied my hands be- fore me, and sent me back to camp in charge of three men, besides another Avho took my horse. Johnson Avas duly tried by court-martial and found guilty. The place chosen for his execution Avas a spacious field near the Fairfax Seminary. The ProA'OSt-Mar- shal, mounted and Avearhig a crimson scarf across his breast, led the mournful cortege. He was immediately followed by the buglers of the regiment, four abreast, dismounted. Then came the twelve men — one from each company in the regiment, selected by ballot, — who constituted the firing party. The arms, Sharps ' breech-loading rifie, had been pre- viously loaded under the direction of the VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, DESERTING^ ETC. 215 Marshal. One was loaded with a blank cartridge, according to the usual custom, so that neither of the men could positively state that the shot from his rifle killed the unfortunate man. The coffin, which was of pine wood stained, and without any in- scription, came next, in a one-horse wagon. Inunediately behind followed the doomed man, in an open wagon About five feet six inches in height, with light hair and whiskers, his eyebrows joining each other, Johnson indeed presented a most forlorn appearance. He was dressed in cavalry luiiform, Avith the regulation overcoat and black gloves. He was supported by Father McAfee, who was in constant con- versation with him, while Father Willett rode behind on horseback, The rear was brought up by Company C, of the Lincoln Cavalry, forming the escort. Arriving on the ground at half-past three o'clock, the musicians and the escort took a position a little to the left, while the crim- inal descended from the wagon. The coffin was placed on the ground, and he took his position beside it. The firing party was marched up to within six paces of the pri.-oner, who stood between the clergy- men. The final order of execution was then read to the condemned. While the order was being read, John- son stood with his hat on, his head a little inclined to the left, and his eyes fixed in a steady gaze on the ground. Near the close of the reading, one of his spiritual attendants whispered something in his ear. Johnson had expressed a desire to say a few final words before he should leave this world to appear before his Maker. He was conducted close to the firing party, and in an almost inaudible voice, spoke as follows : " Boys, — I ask forgiveness from Al- mighty God and from my fellow-men for what I have done. I did not know what I was doing. May God forgive me, and may the Almighty keep all of you from all such sin." He was then placed beside the coffin : again The troops were witnessing the j whole of these proceedings with the intens- I est interest. Then the Marshal and the chaplains began to prepax-e the culprit for his death. He Avas too weak to stand. I He sat down on the foot of the coffin. Captain Boyd then bandaged his eyes with ^ a white handkerchief, A few minutes of painful suspense intervened while tlie Catholic clergymen were having their final interview with the unfortunate man. All bemg ready, the Marshal waved his hand- kerchief as the signal, and the firing part}^ discharged the volley. Johnson did jiot move, remaining in a sitting posture for several seconds after the rifles were dis- charged. Then he quivered a little, and fell over beside his coffin. He was still alive, however, and the four reserves were called to complete the work. It was found that two of the firing party, Ger- mans, had not discharged their pieces, and they were immediately put in irons. Johnson was shot several times in the heart by the first volley. Each of the four shots fired by the reserves took effect in his head, and he died instantly. One penetrated his chin, another his left cheek, while two entered the brain just above the left eyebrow. The troops then all marched round, and each man looked on the bloody corpse of his misguided comrade. Maternal Love and Patriotic Duty. An old lady residing in Johnstown, Cambria county, Penn., had an only son, a strapping minor, to whom she was most warmly attached. This lad, however, having some of the war fever in hmi, was induced to join a corps from the mountains, and, hoping to deceive the old lady, he invented a very plausible tale, and came away. The love of the mother was, how- ever, too great to be deceived, and after a week had elapsed, the true story was revealed to her. She started upon the railroad with a bundle and a small sum of money, and walked to Harrisburg alone, 216 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION — a distance of more than one hundred and fifty miles. At Harrisburg she took the train, and her money carried her to Downington, where she again resumed her tramp, and turned up, much to the lad's astonisliment, at Camp Coleman, near Frankford. There the old lady, utterly wearied out, fell sick, and the men, hear- ing of the case, made up a collection, and provided her a bed and attendance in the neighborhood. But her strength revived with her anxiety, and she proceeded to the railroad Avith her boy, and kissed him a gootl-bye at the cars, with the tears falling free and warm upon her cheeks. Distribution of his Bounty. The better part of man's nature as well as its worst features, could be seen very palpably in the volunteering room, as the following among many kindred instances will show. A whole family, mother and five children, led by their stahvart head, the liusband and father, presented them- selves one day to Supervisor Blunt, in New York city, for the six hiindred dol- lars bounty, he, the husband, having just been examined and mustered in as a recruit. It was a large family and a sorrowfid one — all except the little tow-headed fel- low in its mother's arms, who Avas leaping and crowing as though he really thought it was excellent fun, a capital joke. The family appeared like a respectable one, though the hand of poverty evidently rested heavily upon it, and this, most likely, was the last resort, the last hope, the throwing of one overboard to save the rest. As Mr. Bliuit counted the money — one, two, three, four, five, six hundred dollars, and presented it, a kind of sickly, faint smile was visible through the unbidden tears which were coursing down the vol- unteer's cheeks ; for his time, he knew, with his family — its joys and hopes — was now about up. His children were cling- ing to his legs, begging him not to leave them ; his wife, too full to speak, looked unutterable griefs, and cltmg all the closer to her babe. The money was all right; he held it in his hand — more than he had owned at once, perhaps, dur ing all his lifetime. Said he — " God bless you, wife and children ; we must now part, perhaps forever. This money, wife, is yours — but let me give some to each ; it will gratify me, and Avill go to you whenever you are in want of it. Here, wife, is one hundred dollars for you ; may heaven bless it and you ! Here, Billy, is one hundred dollars for you ; be good and true to your mother, and, as you are the oldest, watch faithfully over your brothers and sisters. James, here is one hundred dollars for you ; give it to your motlier whenever she wants it. Mary, take this one hundred dollars, be a good girl, and in your prayers remember your father. Come here, my pet Alice, here is one hundi'ed dollars for you to keep until good mamma requires it And now, my little toad without a name — yes, let us call him Hope ; do you say so, wife ?'" It was assented to. " Then here, you little crowing cock, — bless the little fellow ! 1 may never see him again. Kiss me, boy Here, put this hundred dollars in your little hand, and don't eat it, but pass it over to your mother as soon as possible.'' The noble-hearted fellow's heavy frame, seemed to quiver all over as he finished his distribution and knew that his time had come. He embraced each and all sepa- rately, and declared himself ready to go. " But," says Mr. Blunt, " there is an- other hundred dollars coming to you — the hand money. Who brought you here ! " '' That wee bit of a babe, your honor ; I'd never come in the world had it not been for that dear babe." " Well, then, the hand money or pre- mium belongs to him ! " " Bless me, is it so ? Wife, put that one hundred dollars into the savings bank for Hope, and never touch it if you can help it — if you can help it, mind — imti) VOLUNTEERING, DRAFTING, DESERTING, ETC, 217 he comes of age. God bless the little fel- low ! He starts well in the world, after all, and may yet be President. The man stepped upon the platform of the turnstile, and was whirled in out of sisht of the world and all he loved. Tenderness of the President tow^ard the Lowly. A woman in a faded shawl and hood, somewhat advanced in life, was admitted one day, in her turn, to see President Lin- coln, in his office. Her husband and three sons, all she had in the world, had enlisted in the war. But her husband having lost his life in the service, she had come to ask the President to release to her the oldest son. Bemg satisfied of the truthfulness of her story, he said, " Certainly, if her prop was taken away she was justly entitled to one of her boys." He immediately wrote an order for the discharge of the young man. The poor woman thanked him very gratefully, and went away. On reaching the army she found that this son had been in a re- cent engagement, was woimded and taken to a hospital. She found the hospital, but Tenderness of the President toward the Lowly. the boy was dead, or died while she was there. The surgeon in charge made a memorandum of the facts vipon the back of the President's order, and, almost bro- ken-hearted, the poor woman found her way again into his presence. He was 14 much affected by her appearance and story, and said, " I know what you wish me to do now, and I shall do it without your asking ; I shall release to you your second son." Upon this he took up his pen and com- menced writing the order. While he was writmg the poor woman stood by his side, the tears rimning down her face, and passed her hand softly over his head, stroking tenderly his rough hair-^as a fond mother will do to a son. By the time he had finished writing, his own heart and eyes were full. He handed her the paper, saying, " Now you have one and / one of the other two left; that is no more than right." She took the paper, and reverently placing her hand again upon his head, the tears still vipon her cheeks, said, "The Lord bless you, Mr. President. May you live a thousand years, and may you always be the head of this great na- tion." It was the Baby that did It. A touching incident of President Lin- cohi's kindness of heart is the following, as told by one of the servants attached to the presidential mansion. A poor woman from Philadelphia had been waiting, with a baby in her arms, for three days, to see the President. Her husband had fur- nished a substitute for the army, but some time afterward was one day made intoxi- cated by some companions, and in this state induced to enlist. Soon after he reached the army he deserted, thinking that as he had provided a substitute, the Government was not entitled to his services. Re- turning home, he was, of course, arrested, tried, convicted, and sentenced to be shot. The sentence was to be executed on a Satiu'day. On Monday, precechng, his wife left her home with her baby to en- deavor to see the President. Said old Daniel : " She had been waiting here three days, and there was no chance for her to get in. Late in the afternoon of the third 218 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. day the President was going through the back passage to his private rooms, to get a cup of tea or take some rest. On his way through this passage-way, (which shuts the person passing entirely out of view of the occupants of the ante-room,) he heard the little baby cry. He mstantly went back to the office and rang the bell. ' Daniel,' said he, ' is there a Avoman with a baby in the ante-room ? ' I said there was, and, if he would allow me to say it, I thought it a case he ought to see ; for it was a matter of life and death. Said he, ' Send her to me at once.' She went in, told her story, and the President pardoned her husband. As the woman came out from his presence, her eyes were lifted and her lips moving in prayer, the tears streaming down her cheeks." Daniel ad- ded : " I went up to her and pulling her shawl said, ' Madam, it was the baby that did it ! ' " Sold by his intended "Victim. The employes and habitues of the Pro- vost-Marshal's office in the city of Troy, New York, were one day considerably amused by a little episode, showing the manner in which a substitute broker coiild be victimized — done for ! — by his intended victim. It seems that broker .became ac- quainted with a countryman who had some notion about enlistment. " Oh, you're my man — I can pocket two or three himdred dollars on you," muttered the joyous bro- ker, at the same time inviting Greeny to " take a walk and see the town." Greeny accepted, and off the two started. They not long after imbibed freely — in fact, very freely. Broker was anxious to have Greeny drink often, while his plan was to keep sober. Broker had plenty of money, and would not permit " his friend from the country" to spend a single dime. Finally, Broker — contrary altogether to his original plan — became weak in the knees, while Greeny was growing sober. Result : Greeny marched Mr. Broker to the Mar- shal's office, had him examined, was ac- cepted and sworn in as a substitute. Greeny pocketed the profits, and started for the country. Mr. Broker became a sojourner on Hart's Island, in company with several of his victims. Verdict — served him right. PART THIRD: ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION— GREAT CONFLICTS AND ACHIEVEMENTS OF THE ARMY, AND ILLUSTRIOUS EXAMPLES OF INDIVIDUAL HEROISM IN THE RANK AND FILE; ETC. Brilliant Battle Scenes ; Military Characteristics of the Leading Generals, — THEIR Appearance, Conversations, Orders, Tactics and Bravery, when Con- fronting the Enemy ; Martyrs on the Gory Field ; Unparalleled Fortitude AND Endurance; Coolness and Intrepidity in Danger; Bold Movements of Ar- tillery, Cavalry, and Infantry ; Splendid Charges ; Desperate Hand-to-Hand Encounters ; Extraordinary Sharpshooting ; Examples of Youthful Courage ; Dealings with Bushwhackers and Guerillas ; Celebrities and Adventures of Camp, Picket, Spy, Scout, and Staff; Peril, Terror, Panic and Disaster; Mirth- Provoking Sights, Scenes, Whims, Squibs, Oddities, &c., &c. " strike for that broad and goodly land Blow after blow ; till men shall see That Mi^/it and Right move hand in hand, And glorious must their triumph be ! " '• He sleeps where he fell, 'mid the battle's roar, With his comrades true and brave ; And his noble form we shall see no more, — It rests In a hero's grave." No enemy can withstand you, and no defences, however formidable, can check your onward march. — Geneeal Grant (0 his army. Boys, your field oflScers are all gone ! I will lead you.— General Williams, at Baton Rouge Just before he fell mor- tally wounded. Men, don't run tUl / run 1— The lamented CoL. E. D. Baker, at BalVs Bluff. Why don't you go after 'em ? Don't mind me, I'll catch up,— I'm a Uttle cold, but running will wai-m me.— Dying words 0/ Albert, the Mass. drumtner boy. Planting the Flag on Mission Ridge Crest. story of the battle of Mission Ridge is struck with immor- tality; the gray quar- ry there still firmly .belted itself; the reb- rel army was terribly battered at the edges, but yet full in our front it grimly waited, biding out its time. The base attained, what then ? A heavy rebel work, packed with the enemy, rim- mino; it like a battlement ! That work carried, and what then ? A hill, strugglmg up out of the valley, four hundred feet, rained on by bullets, swept by shot and shell ! Another line of works — and then, up like a Gothic roof, rough with rocks, a wreck with fallen trees, four himdred feet more ! Another ring of fire and iron, and then the crest, and then — the enemy ! To dream of such a journey would be madness ; to devise it a thing incredible ; to do it a deed impossible. But Grant was guilty of them all, and Granger was equal to the work. At half-past tlu'ee a group of generals 222 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION, stood iipon Orchard Knob. The hero of Vicksburg was there, calm, clear, persist- ent, far-seemg; Thomas, Meigs, Himter, Granger, Reynolds. Generals Grant, Thomas, and Granger conferred, an order was given, and in an instant the Knoh was cleared like a ship's deck for action. At twenty minutes of four. Granger stood upon the parapet ; six guns at intervals of two seconds, the signal to advance. Strong and steady his voice rang out: " Number one, fire ! Number two, fire ! Rallying around the flag. Number three, fire ! " — like the toll of the clock of destiny ; and when at " Number six, fire ! " the roar throbbed out with the flash, the line that had been lying behind the works all day, all night, and all day again, leaped like a blade from its scabbard, and swept with a two-mile stroke towards the ridge. From divisions to brigades, from brigades to regiments, the order ran. The tempest that now broke upon their heads was terrible to the rebels. General Granger's aids radiated over the field, to left, right, and front. " Take the Ridge if you can " — " Take the Ridge if you can ! " — and so it went along the line. Sheridan, one of the most gallant of leaders, rode to and fro along; the first line of rifle pits, as calmly as a chess player. An aid rode up with an order. " Avery, that flask," said the General. Quietly fillhig the pewter cup, Sheridan looked up at the battery that frowned above him, by Bragg's headquarters, shook his cap amid that storm of everything that killed, when one could hardly hold their hand without catching a bullet in it, and with a " How are you ? " tosses off the cup. The blue battle-flag of the rebels fluttered a response to the cool salute, and the next instant the battery let fly its six guns, showering Sheridan with earth. Alluding to that compliment with anything but a blank Maj. Gen. George H. Thomas. cartridge, the General remarked to one near him, in his usual quiet way, " I thought it ungenerous ! " Wheeling towards the men, he cheered them to the charge, and made at the hill like a bold-riding hunter. Amid sheets of flame, plunging shot, and mangled comrades, they wrestled for the Ridge, clambering steadily on-up-upward still! The race of the Union flags grew every moment more terrible. Just as the sun, weary of the scene, was sinking out of sight, Avith magnificent bursts of exultation all along the line — exactly as the crested seas leap up at the breakwater, the advance surged over the crest, and in a minute those Union flags fluttered along the fringe where fifty rebel cruns were kenneled. GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 223 Not a single General on the Battlefield. The regiments constituting the reserve, at the battle of Bull Run, under acting Major-General Miles, had an experience which, in one respect, was without a par- allel in that or any other battle of equal importance. At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, the New York Sixteenth and Thirty-first, bemg well in advance toward Blackburn's Ford, Avere called upon to stem the tide of the Virginia cavalry, who were swoop- ing at our retreating forces. An order from Miles, consequently, sent the First California regiment, under Colonel Math- ewson, of the New York Thirty-second, forward to their support ; but though the cavalry was thus turned to the right about, it was found to be impossible to stem the mad career of the extraordinary mass that came pouring back from Centreville. The best that could be done, therefore, was for the California regiment to stay just where it was, and in absence of further orders, lend what aid it could to the pro- tection of Green's battery, which was bus- ily plying its fire upon the harrassing ap- proaches of the Virginia horse. While the Thirty-second was in this position, the Sixteenth and Thirty-first having passed within its range, a youthful Orderly rode up to Colonel Mathewson to inform him that the Black Cavalry, sheltered from his observation by a piece of woods, were coming upon the right, and if he would take a cut with his regiment across the fields, they would be turned back upon their errand. The evolution was performed, gave the protection that was desired, and the Black Horse gave up its purpose in that quarter. While the regiment, however, was ad- hering to this position, the same youth who had imparted the previous suggestion rode up to that regiment again, and told Mathewson he had better fall back on Centreville, as his duty at that spot had been thoroughly performed. As this was about the first sign of orders (with one single exception) he had received during the entire day, Mathewson felt some curi- osity to learn who this young Lieutenant was, and whence these orders came ; he therefore turned sharply on the youth, who, he now perceived, could not be more than twenty-two or twenty-three, and said : "Young man, I would like to know your name." " I am a son of Quartermaster-General Meigs," replied the youth. " By whose authority then do you de- liver me these orders?" was the Cali- fornian's next inquiry. The young man smiled and remarked — " Well, Sir, the truth is, that for the last few hours I have been giving all the orders for this division, and acting as General too, for there is not a single General on the f eld" This incident is surely worthy of notice among the lessons of that eventful day. His Knapsack Told the Tale. The day before General Grant attacked Fort Donelson, the troops had had a march of twenty miles, phrt of it during a hitter cold night. Grant called a council of war to consider whether they should attack the fort at once, or should give the troops a day or two of rest. The officers were in favor ne charge, and roared out "Tickets!" .\Ir. " F. F. V." (he was one of 'em) turned lip his lip, set down his brows, and by other gestures indicated his contempt for ^uch mudsills as the soldier before him, iiding by handing his pass over to the iurkey, and motioning him to get out and how it to Zoo-zoo. "All right," said the latter, glancing at t, " move on," — accompanying the remark V ith a jerk at the coat-collar of the colored person, which sent him spinning several paces down the I'oad. "jS'ow, Sir, what do you want?" said Zoo-zoo, addressing the astonished white man, — who now showed that he had re- covered his tongue. " What ? I want to go on, of course. That was my pass." " Can't help it," replied Zoo ; " it says ' pass the bearer,' and the bearer of it has already passed. You can't get two men through this picket on one man's pass, wo howJ" Mr. V. reflected a moment, glanced at the bayonet in front of him, and then called out to his black man to come back. Sambo approached cautiously, but fell back in confusion wlien the ' shooting stick ' was brandished toward his own breast. " Where's your pass. Sirrah ? " " Here, massa," presenting the same one he had received from the gent in the car- riage. " Won't do," replied the holder of the bayonet; "that passes you to Fairfax. Can't let any one come from Fairfax on that ticket. Move on ! " A stamp of the foot sent Sambo down the road at a smart gallop. " Now, Sir, if i/ou stay here any longer, I shall take you under arrest to head- quarters," continued Zoo-zoo. Mr. V. caught up his rems, wheeled around, and went off at the best trot his horse could manage, over the " sacred soil." Whether Sambo ever hunted liis master up, is not known. Zollicoflfer's Death at the hands of Colonel •Fry. Colonel Fry, of the Fourth Kentucky Regiment, who killed the rebel General ZollicofFer, was for many years a personal friend of the latter, and in their youthful days the two were associates in school. Col. F.'s regiment came up and formed along a fence which separated the road from the field on the left, and the Tenth was on the right. The two regriments 238 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. here formed in the shape of a V. The regiments which attacked Colonel Fry were Battle's Tennessee and the Fifteenth Mississippi, the Wigfall Rifles, and the Mississippi Tigers. These were the crack regiments of the rebels, and were only driven back by the terrible fire of the Kentucky Fourth. It was at the point of the V, that Gen- eral ZoUicotfer died. He fell nearer the Union camp than any other man of his army. He was with Battle's regiment, his own home friends, born and brought up around him at Nashville. A short dis- tance li'om him, to his right, a party of his men had broken from their comrades, and were herding together like frightened deer. Colonel Fry's men were just about to fire on them. Colonel Fry himself being at the right of his regiment, at the point of great- est dano;er. General ZoUicoffer was on Gen Felix K ZoUicoffer. foot and within a few feet of the Colonel, an extra coat concealing his uniform. Upon discovering Colonel Fry across his path. General Zollicofier threw up both hands and exclaimed : " Hold, Fry ! You are not going to fight your friends, are you ? These men (pointing to the Mississippians) are all your friends." Colonel Fry supposed, from the Gen- eral's manner and remark, that he was one of our own officers, and at once replied : " Certainly not. Sir ; I have no such in^ tention." Colonel Fry now turned and rode a few steps, when one of the General's aids fired at him, wounding his horse. Believing that he was tricked. Col. Fry at once wheeled and fired at the General, with deadly effect, the latter raising his hand to his breast and falling dead. His last words were, " I am killed ; all's well," and with a groan expired. The country people who had suffered from his lawless soldiery, or feared their ravages, were wild wdth delight at the re- port of his death. One old woman ex.- claimed, " I've got two children in the fight, but I don't ti'ouble myself about them. I'm so glad that ZoUicoffer is dead." General Zollicofffer was a tall and rather slender man, with thin, brown hair, high forehead, somewhat bald, Roman nose, firm,, wide mouth, and clean-shaved face. His face in death, bore no expression of malice, reckless hate, nor even a shadow of phys- ical pain ; but never was a countenance so marked with sadness. Southern Black-Horse G-uards and Yanke( Fire Zouaves. The terrible tragedy of Greek meeting Greek was realized in all its fearful hor- rors at the battle of Bull Run, in the com- bat between the Union Fire Zouaves and the Black Horse Cavalry — the latter known as the " bloody pride " of the rebel army. They came upon the Zouave regiment at a gallop, and were received by the brave firemen upon their poised bayonets, fol- lowed instantly by a volley, from which they broke and fled, though several of the Zouaves were cut down in the assaulto They quickly returned, with their forccg doubled — perhaps six or seven hundred — and again they dashed with fearful yells upon the excited Zouaves. This time they bore an American flag, and a part of the Zouaves supposed for an instant that they were friends, whom they had originally GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 239 mistaken. The flag was quickly thrown down, Iiowever, the liorses dashed upon the regiment, the ruse was discovered, and the shiughter commenced. xNo quarter, no hahing, no flinching now, marked the rapid and death-dealing blows of our men, as they closed in upon the foe, in their mad- ness and desperation. Our brave fellows fell, the ranks filled up, the sabres, bowie- knives and bayonets glistened in the sun- light, horse after horse went down, platoon after platoon disappeared — the rattle of musketry, the screams of the rebels, the shout of " Remember Ellsworth ! " from the lungs of the Zouaves, and the yells of the wounded and crushed belligerents filled the air, and a terrible carnage succeeded. The gallant Zouaves fought to the death, and were sadly cut up ; but of those hun- dreds of Black Horse Guards, not many left that bloody encounter. Terrible Encoxuiter— Texas and Iowa. At the battle of Pea Ridge, one of the Texas soldiers was advancing with his bay- onet upon a Lieutenant of the Ninth Iowa, whose sword had been broken ; the officer saw his intention, avoided the thrust, fell down at Iris foeman's feet, caught hold of his legs, threw him heavily to the ground and before he could rise, drew a long knife from his advei'sary's belt and buried it in his bosom. The Texan Avith dying grasp seized the Lieutenant by the hair, and sank down lifeless, bathing the brown leaves with his blood. So deadly stiff and finn was the hold of the grasp of his hand that it was necessary to cut the hair close from the head of the officer before he could be freed from the corpse of his slain foe. " Father, I will never Surrender to a Bebel ! " The First and Second Ohio Regiments, did glorious service at the battle of Bull Run. Colonel McCook had command of the First. His younger brother — only seventeen years old — was a member of the Second, and was left as a guard to the hospital. One of the enemy's cavalry dashed upon him and ordered him to sur- render. The brave youth, with fixed bay- onet, steady nerve and cool bearing, re- plied : " I never surrender ! " The father, Judge McCook, who had all tlie day been arduously engaged in assist- ing and taking care of the wounded, bring- ing them in from the field, and that, too, at the imminent peril of his own life, was in the hospital tent and heard the order to his son. Seeing others of the enemy's cavalry near by, he i-ushed out, and shouted : " Charley, surrender, for God's sake, or you are lost ! " Charley turned to his father, and with all the lion in his countenance replied : " Father, I will never surrender to a rebel ! " In a moment a ball pierced his spine, but he instantly discharged his musket at the rebel horseman, and laid him low in death, and then fell himself, mortally wounded. The rebels now undertook to drag him off, but liis father succeeded in obtaining his release. Fremont's -whole Body-Guard Charg-ed upon by One Rebel. One of the Southern soldiers engaged in the conflict at Springfield, Missouri, where Fremont's Body-Guard achieved such a grand success, exhibited the gamest cour- age of which there is any record during the war. He Avas a young officer, was superbly mounted, and charged single- handed upon a large body of the Guard. He passed through the line unscathed, kill- ing one man. He wheeled, charged back, and again broke through, killing another man. A third time he rushed upon the Federal line, a score of sabre points con- fronting him, and a cloud of bullets flying all around him ; but he pushed on — on, until he reached Zagonyi, the Major of the Guards. He pressed his pistol so close to the Major's side, that the latter felt it and drew convulsively back, the bullet passing 240 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION, through the front of Zagonyi's coat, but who at the instant run the daring rebel through the body ; he fell, and the men. Maj Gen. John C. i>emont. thinking their commander hurt, killed the rebel with a dozen wounds. " He was a brave man," said Zagonyi afterwards, " and I did wish to make him prisoner." Silence of a Drummer-Boy before the Flag. One of the volunteer military compa- nies organized in Chicago, had a drum- mer-boy thirteen years old, a member of a Sabbath School in that city. As the company on drill were marching through one of the streets, a fine flag bearing the stars and stripes, was displayed from one of the many drinking-saloons which, un- happily, are to be found in that as in other cities. The Captain, with patriotic enthusiasm at the sight of the national ensign, ordered his men to halt, and give it a hearty salute. The drummer-boy, supposing the salute to be intended for the place, as well as for the flag, held his drum in perfect silence. The Captain, in a reproving tone, inquired the cause: " Sir," said the boy, " I would not go into such a place as that, and I certainly can not salute it." " My good boy," said the Captain, patting liim on the shoulder, " my good boy, you are right, and I am wrong." Our Dear Old Flag Never Touched the Ground. When the brave Colonel Shaw, com- manding the Fifty-fourth colored Massa- chusetts regiment, fell in the charge upon Fort Wagner, Charleston, S. C, most of his guard also fell with him. Sergeant Carney was also one of the bravest of his race on that eventful day. When Gov- ernor Andrew, of Massachusetts, present- ed the flag to that colored man, he said he gave it with undoiibting faith that he would bring it back again without a stain. On the eighteenth of July, 1863, the memorable assault was made on Fort Wagner. When the Sergeant arrived to within about one hundred yards of the fort — he was with the first battalion, which was in the advance of the storming column — he received the regimental colors, and pressed forward to the front rank, near the Colonel, who was leading the men over the ditch. As they ascended the walls of the fort, the ranks were full, but as soon as they reached the top, they " melted away " before the enemy's fire, almost instantly. Carney received a se- vere wound in the thigh, but fell only upon liis knees. He planted the flag upon the parapet, lay down on the outer slope, that he might get as much shelter as pos- sible, and thus he remained for over half an hour, till the second brigade came up. He kept the colors flying till the second conflict was ended. When the Federal forces retired, he followed, creeping on one knee, and still holding up the flag. It was in this manner that the brave colored sergeant came from the field, hav- ing held the emblem of liberty over the walls of Fort Wagner during the san- guinary conflict of the two brigades, and having received two very severe wounds, one in the thigh and one in the head. Still he refused to give up his sacred ti-ust until he found an officer of his regi- ment. When he entered the field hos- pital, where his wounded comrades were being brought in, both white men and GKEAT COxNFLlCTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 241 black sat up in their beds, and cheered hiia and the colors until, exhausted, they could cheer no longer. Though nearly exhausted with the loss of blood, the brave standard-bearer said : " Boys, I could not walk, but I did my duty ; our dear old flag never touched the ground ! " Eleven- Year Old Warrior Picking' off the Enemy. A boy about eleven years old, cut what might be called a tall figure in the Fort Donelson fight. His father, a volunteer, had been taken prisoner by the confeder- ates some time previously. The boy smuggled himself on board one of the transports at Cincinnati, laden with troops for the scene of conflict. On the field, the morning of the great fight, he joined the Seventy-eighth Ohio, and being ques- tioned by one of the officers, he told him of his father having been taken prisoner, and, having no mother, he had no one to care for him, and he wanted to fight his father's captors. The officer tried to get him to turn back, but he was not to be denied. So he succeeded in obtaining a musket, and went into the thickest of the battle. He finally by degrees crept up within a short distance of the Confederate intrenchments, and posted himself behind a tree, from which he kept firing as often as he could see a head to fire at. He was soon discovered by the enemy's sharp- shooters, who endeavored to drive him away from his position, as he kept picking them off very frequently. One of the secessionists, who was outside of the work, got sight of the boy with his rifle, but be- fore he got his piece off, the little warrior fired, and down went Mr. Rebel. As the latter had a fine Minie rifle, the boy ran out and picked it up, taking time to get pouch and balls, together with his knap- sack, while the bullets were flying on all sides of him, and then he retreated to his wooden breastwork, where he renewed liis fire, and with a little bettei success. After being in the fight all ilay he returned to the Seventy-eighth at night with his prizes. This story might appear incredi- ble for one so young to be the hero, but it is vouched for by a number of officers and men who saw the boy on the field and in the position mentioned, and many saw him shoot the man referred to, besides several others. "Don't Shoot there any more— that's Father." An eye and ear witness relates an oc- currence at the battle of Shiloh, which shows, by one of innumerable similar in- stances, the peculiar frightfuhiess of the " family war " growing out of the South- ern rebellion : — Two Kentucky regiments met face to face, and fought each other with tei'rible resolution. It happened that one of the Federal soldiers wounded and captured a man who proved to be his brother, and, after handing him back, be- gan firing at a man near a tree, when the captured brother called to him and said : " Don't shoot there any more — thafs father." Such the war inaugurated bv the fire upon Sumter's embattled walls. At Pittsburgh, two brothers fought on op- posite sides, and in regiments directly con- fronting each other. It so happened that the Confederate brother was found mor- tally wounded, and was brought into the very hospital where his loyal brother had been detailed to nurse, and died in his brother's arms. Going in Quest of Satisfaction. Just after the firing of musketry at the battle of Cedar Mountain had become in- teresting, a private soldier was noticed going off the field, and it being suspected that possibly he was running away to avoid danger, he was spoken to, when it was found that he had two fingers of his left hand shot away and a third dreadfully lacerated. It was seen at once that he, had at least a hand in the fight. He was assisted to dress his wound as Avell a.s cir- 242 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE KEBELLION, cumstances would permit, he in the mean- time propping np tlie pluck of his assist- ant by various quaint remarks. Said he, " I don't keer a darn for that third finger ; for it wa'nt of no 'count no how ; but the pinter and t'other one were right good ones, and I hate to lose 'em. I should'nt have come to the rear if I had been able to load my gun, but I was'nt." After Going in quest of satisfaction having his hand dressed, he looked over in the direction of the firmg and stood a moment. Turning presently, he said, " Stranger, I wish you would jist load up my shooting iron for me ; I want to have a little satisfaction out of them cusses for spiling my fore paw." His gun was loaded for him, and he started back for the top of the hill at a double-quick, in quest of "satisfaction." His name was Lappm, or Lapham, of the Ohio Seventh. Boot Hog- or Die: "Music hath Charms." At the battle of Lookout Mountain, a soldier belonging to an Ohio Regiment coolly sat down on a rock during the thickest of the engagement, to wait for his gun to Qool off, as he had fired it very often and effectively. The boys who were fighting around him deliberately ceased their firing, and waited until he sung for them an old and familiar song, " Root Ho"- or Die," and which he is said to have sung with such hinnor as to make all merry and forgetful of the fearful scenes arounti them. When the song was finished, they reloaded their gmis and again entered the fight, to the special damage of the rebels, who had to pay for the " charms " which " music hath." Joe Parsons' " Little Favor" from a Rebel Soldier. Here is all that need be said of " Joe Parsons, of Baltimore," as told by a new^s- paper correspondent : — Joe enlisted in the First Maryland regiment, and was plainly a " rough " origmally. As we passed along the hall we first saw him crouched near an open window, lustily singing, " I'm a bold soldier boy," and observing the broad bandage over his eyes, I said, — " What's your name, my good fellow?" " Joe, Sir, " he answered, " Joe Par- sons." "And what is the matter with you i '* " Blind, Sir — blind as a bat." "In battle?" " Yes — at Antietam. Both eyes shot out at one clip." " I was hit" he said, " and it knocked me d6wn. I lay there all night, and next day the fight was renewed. I could stand the pain yer see, but the balls was flyin' all round, and I wanted to get away. I couldn't see nothin' thougli. So I waited, and listened ; and at last I heard a feller groan' beyond me. ' Hello,' says I. 'Hello yourself,' says he. ' Who be yer,' said I. ' a rebel ? ' ' You're a Yankee,' said he. ' So I am,' says I, 'what's the matter wit li you ? ' ' My leg's smashed,' says he. ' Can't yer walk ? ' ' No.' ' Can yer see ? ' ' Yes,' ' Well,' says I, ' you're a — rebel, but will you do me a little favor V ' I will,' says he, ' ef I ken.' Then, I says. ' Well, ole butternut, I can't see nothin' ; my eyes is knocked out ; but I ken walk. Come over yere. Let's git out o' this. You p'int the way, an' I'll tote yer off the field, on my back.' ' Bully for you ! ' says he. And so we managed to get to- getlici-. AYe shook hands on it. T took a GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 243 wiiik outen his canteen, and he got onto ! my shoulders. 1 did the walkin' for both, an' he did the navigatin'. An' ef he didn't make me carry him straight into a rebel Colonel's tent, a mile away, I'm a liar ! " Nerving- his Hand One Instant More. On that memorable hill where the army of the Union paused in the last of the Seven Days' Battles and hurled back the shattered hosts of the enemy, a soldier lay gasping, while lite ebbed away with his fast flowing blood. The roar of the battle was around him, and the dying man heard the sounds of the strife strangely inter- mingled — it cannot be doubted — with those home sounds that come to the ears of the dei)arling, in whatever scenes they meet tlie flnal summons. For him the war was over To him peace was coming — the peace that parses human understanding. It wa? in this solemn moment, the soldier saw his General riding swiftly down into the battle. The sight caused his ebbing life for one instant — only one — to flow backward. Gathering his strength, the soldier seized his bloody cap in his freshly nerved hand, and raising it in the air waved it as the warrior passed him, cheered lusti- ly, as of old in the camp-wlien he was hale and strong, then smiled, laid his head back on the sod, and went away forever from battle-fields and the sound of human strife. It was not the person of his commander alone that the soldier cheered — not the General merely, — that the dying man re- cognized and loved even in death. It was the representative defender of the Ameri- can Union and of the American Constitu- tion, — the great cause for which men lay dying, — which inspired him. Out ol Ammunition for a Time. The following is a specimen of Sigel's strategy at Pea Ridge : A considerable force of the Confederate army was sent to charge some batteries which Sigel had stationed a little in front of a wood. The force was somewhat too formidable to op- pose with the infantry he had at command, but the General was not at all at loss, and did not thiidi of retreat. He ordered his men to lie down in the wood, ready to rise up in a moment and deliver their fire. Then he ordered his cannoniers to fire a few rounds of ball, and afterwards a num- ber of blank cartridge. The Confederates, cautiously advancing, at once guessed that poor Sigel had got out of ammunition. Their commander, with a shout of triumph, gave the order to charge in a body upon what he thought were empty guns. But when the scream- ing secessionists got within less than a hundred yards of Sigel's guns, his camion- iers were ordered to use grape and canis- ter, and fire as quickly and accurately as possible. At the same moment the infantry rose, advanced out of the wood, aixl poured in their volleys upon the bewildered enemy. The result was not to be doubted. The Confedei-ates, dismayed at the storm which tore their ranks in pieces at such close dis- tance, halted, shook for a moment, then broke and fled Avith cries of horror, leaving their dead heaped upon the field. A young farmer lad, belonging to a dragoon regi- ment which was sent to charge upon the flying enemy, remarked, " They lay there like grass cut down by a scythe, in great swaths." " God bless the old Fla-." Major Barnum, of the Twelfth New York regiment, was one of the many brave officei's who were mortally M^ounded in the battles of the Peninsula. While lying down breathing his last, in the agony of his bodily suffering, a friend asked liim if he had any message to send home. He replied — " Tell my wife that in my last thoughts were blended my wife, my boy and my flag." He asked of the physician how the bat- tle went, and when told that it was favor- able to the Union cause, he said, " God 244 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, bless the old fla — ," and expired with the prayer finishing inaudibly with his closing lips. A noble prayer and a noble death. "Shackasses" just at the Rig-ht Moment. One of General Fremont's batteries of eight Parrott guns^ supported by a squad- ron of horse, and commanded by Major Richards of the First Pemisylvania cav- alry, was in sharp conflict with a battery of the enemy near at hand, and both shell and shot were fiying thick and fast, when the commander of the battery, a German, one of Fremont's staff, rode suddenly up to the cavalry, exclaiming in loud and ex- cited tones, " Pring up de shackasses, pring up de shackasses, for Cot sake, hurry up de shack- a,^=ses, im-me-di-ately ! " The necessity of this order, though not quite apparent to the reader, will be more obvious when it is mentioned that the ' shackasses ' were mules carrying moun- tain howitzers, which are fired from the bucks of those much-abused but valuable animals ; and the immediate occasion for the ' shackasses ' in this exigency was, that two regiments of Confederate infantry were at that moment discovered descend- ing a hill immediately behind the Federal batteries. The ' shackasses,' with the how- itzers loaded with grape and canister, were soon on the ground. The mules squared themselves, as they well knew how, for the shock. A terrific volley was poured into the advancing column, which immedi- ately broke and retreated. Nearly three hundred dead bodies were found in the ravine the next day, the effects of that volley from the backs of the 'shackasses.' Morg'an ! Morg-au ! Morgan, the Confederate guerrilla chief, createil terror wherever he stepped foot. Apropos of this Avide-spread sensitiveness, is the following account of a scene which occurred at the City Hotel, Nashville, Tenn. A tall gentleman entered, pushed through the crowd rather xmceremonious- ly, and registered his name ' Morgan — Cavalry ;' — desiring dinner, supper, a bed mid his bill, at the same time throwing down a twenty dollar note of Confederate scrip. "• We are not taking that money now," said the polite clerk. "The hell you ain't ; then. Sir, we don't trade," and with a pompous 'Ahem' he moved off. The conversation and demeanor of the officer attracted the attention of the crowd, and several looked at the name, amoner others. Lieutenant , who, on glancuig at the register, was observed to change color, and with a nervous motion to hurry from the room. A murmur of surprise and amazement soon swelled into a cry of " Morgan ! Morgan ! " but the stranger was not to be seen. Scarcely twenty min- utes elapsed when a company of infant- ry, fresh from the office of the Provost Marshal, rushed into the room with bay- onets fixed and determined countenances. "Where is he?" inquired the command- ing officer. " He passed out the back way," replied a wag, " and is now at the Sewanee House." " Right about face," and away they went at double quick — the last rejiort representing tliem as still gomg. The originator of the cock-and-bull ruse was Captain Morgan, of one of the brave Ohio regiments of cavalry, a worthy officer and an inveterate wag. Behind the Trees : Maine and Georgia. At the siege of Yorktown, and during the first day's skirmish on the Federals' right, two soldiers, one from Maine, and the other from Georgia, posted themselves each behind a tree, and indulged in sundry shots, without effect on either, at the same time keeping up a lively chat. Finally, that getting a little tedious, Georgia called out to Maine, " Give me a show," meaning step out and give an opportunity to hit. Maine, in response, poked out his head a few inches, and Georgia cracked away and missed. " Too high," said Maine, — " now give me a show." Georgia poked out liis head and Maine blazed away. " Too low," GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 245 cried Georgia. In this way the two alter- nated seveilil times, without hitting. Fi- nally, Maine sent a ball so as to graze the tree within an inch or two of the ear of Georgia. " Cease firing," shouted Geor- gia. " Cease it is," respontjed Maine. " Look here," says one, " we have carried on this business long enough for one day ; 'spose we adjourn for rations ? " " Agreed," said the othei". And so the two marched away in dilFerent directions, one whistling * Yankee Doodle,' the other ' Dixie.' Family Gluarrel Settled on the Battlefield. In the Confederate charge upon McCook's right, at the battle of Stone River, the Con- federate Third Kentucky was advancing full upon one of the loyal Kentucky regi- ments. These two regiments were brought from the san>e county, and consequently were old neighbors, now about to meet for the first time as enemies. As soon as they came near enough for recognition they mutually ceased firing, and began abusing, and cursing, and swearing at each other ; using the utmost license of denunciatory and outlandish names ; and all this time the battle was roaring around them, with- out much attention from either side. It was hard to tell which regiment would come off victor in the wordy battle, for both sides were terrible in the use of pro- fane nouns, adjectives, verbs, etc. But this could not always last ; by mutual con- sent they finally ceased cur- '.ng, and grasp- ing their muskets, charged into each other with the most unearthly yell ever heard, even on a field of .battle. Muskets were clubbed, bayonet met bayonet, and in many instances, when old personal or local feuds made the belligerents rank-crazy with pas- sion, the musket was thrown away, and at it they went with nature's weapons, pum- melling, pulling, gouging, and clinching, in rough and tumble style, and in a mamier that any looker-on would consider a free fight indeed. The secessionists were get- ting rather the better of the fight, when the Twenty-third Kentucky succeeded in giving a flanking fire, when they retreated with quite a number of prisoners in their possession. The Confederates had got fairly under weigh, when the Nintli Ohio came up on the double-quick, and charging on their now disordered ranks, succeeded in capturing all their prisoners, besides taking in return a great many of the Con- Humphrey Marshall. federates. As the recent belligerents were conducted to the rear they appeared to have forgotten their late animosity, and were soon on the best terms imaginable, laughing, and chatting, and joking, and, as the Confederates were well supplied with whiskey, the canteens were readily handed about from one to the other, until they all became as jolly as possible imder the cir- cumstances. T-wo noble Women saving: a Reg-iment. When traveling on the cars from Bethel to Jackson, Tennessee, the Twenty-seventh Iowa regiment was saved from a fearful loss of life by the heroism of a couple of Union women. The train was running in the night at a high rate of speed, and just before reaching a railroad bridge the engi- neer saw a couple of lanterns beuig vigor- ously waved in the distance, directly on the track. He stopped the locomotive, and men were sent ahead to ascertain the cause of tlie alai-m. They found that the lan- terns were held by two women, who ex- 246 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. plained to them that a party of guerrillas in that vicinity had been informed of the coming of tlie regiment, and that about eight o'clock that evening the villains had set the bridge on fire, and allowed the main timbers to burn so much that they could not bear the weight of tlie train, and then put out the flames and went away, hoping, of course, that the cars Avould run on the bridge, that it Avould break down with the weight, and thus kill and injure many of the soldiers, and prevent the i-egiment from going through. The noble women had learned of these intentions, and had walked ten miles through the darkness and mud to .save the Union soldiers. Thirteen Battles and Three Flags. At the battle and capture of Port Gib- son, Sergeant Charles Bruner, a Pennsyl- vanian, of Northampton County, with a squad of fifty men of the Twenty-third regiment Wisconsin volunteers, Avas the first to enter said fort. The flasf-sersreant being wounded. Sergeant Bruner seized the colors, and, amid cheers and a rain of bullets, planted the vStars and Stripes upon the ramparts. Again, at Champion Hill, the Twenty- third was about breaking, when Sergeant Bruner took the colors in his hand, and cried, " Boys, follow ! don't flinch from your duty ! " and on they Avent, following their brave color-bearer ; and the intrench- ment was taken. Again, at the battle of Big Black, Com- pany B, of the Twenty-third Wisconsin, got orders from General Grant to plant a cannon and try to silence a battery, which Avas bravely done, Avhen the cannon Avas dismantled, Captam and First Lieutenant Avei-e gone and wounded. Sergeant Bru- ner again cheered on his men, and, in a liand-to-hand fight, the enemy Avere routed. The Sergeant Avas made prisoner tAvice, but his captors were soon put hors du com- bat by his brave followers, who Avould die for the brave Sergeant — afterAvards Cap- tain. The Confederates Avere driven back with lost colors. Singular to say, Sergeant Bruner, Avho, up to June, 1863, had led on his men in more than thirteen battles, and ahvays in front, had the good fortune to escape being Avounded. He captured, AA'ith his own hands, three Confederate flags, Avhich he handed o\ev to General Grant. Well Done for a Youth. The gallant conduct of Henry Shaler, of Indianapolis, Indiana, at the battle of Gettysburg!!, was Avorthy of all praise and remembrance. He seems to have more than equaled the self-told mythical per- formance of the Irishman who " surround- ed " a half-dizen of the enemy and bagged them plump. Henry's parents reside in Indianapolis, and are Germans. Harry is a brick ; he did more, that is, he took more prisoners in the battle of Gettys- burgh, than any other man in the army. Gen. Meade's Headquarter.s He took in all tAventy-five men, — one Lieutenant and eighteen men at one time ; he took them by strategy that was sti-at- egy — he surrounded them, and they had to give lip. On the morning of the fourtli he Avent out Avith his poncho over his shoulders, so that the rebs couldn't see his coat, and thus they thought he Avas one of their own men. He Avent up and told them to lay doAvn their arms and come \ GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 247 and help curry some wounded off the field ; they did so. When he got them away from their arms he rode up to the Lieutenant, and told him to give up his swoixl ; the Lieutenant refused at first, but ^^' Well Done for a Youth. Harry drew his pepper-box, and like Crockett's coon, the Lieutenant came down without a shot. Harry then took them all into camp. He took a Captain and five men at another time, making twenty- five in all. Pretty well for a little Dutch- man, like Harry — one of Meade's noblest fiofhters. Rallying Again for the Battle. At the battle of Chickamauga, the chivalrous courage of General Reynolds enabled him not only to keep his own di- vision in effective order, but to give effect- ive assistance to the forces around him. A tremendous onslaught of the enemy broke General Palmer's lines, and scat- tered several of his regiments in wild dis- may toward the rear. Amongst these was the Sixth Ohio, which, in charge of the fine-spirited Anderson, had, up to that moment, nobly maintained its ground. General Reynolds perceiving the danger, quick as lightning threw himself amongst the brave but broken Guthries. " Boys ! " he shouted, " are you the sol- diers of the Sixth Ohio, who fought with me at Cheat Mountain ? You never turned your backs upon traitors in Vir- ginia. Will you do it here ? " " No ! no ! " they screamed almost fran- tically ; '' Lead us back ! lead us back ! ! " From every quarter came rushing back the scattered fragments of the regiment ; with magic swiftness they re-formed the ranks ; with General Reynolds at their head, they charged the jubilant enemy, and, after a moment's struggle, every Con- federate in front of them, not killed or wounded, was in confused retreat. The example of the Sixth Ohio was communicated to the flying fragments of other regiments, and it is a memorable fact in the history of this battle, that these rallied stragglers, principally from one di- vision, re-formed ranks almost of their own accor'l, and drove back the forces of the enemy Avhich at that point had been victoriously pressing on. Kilpatrick's Battle-Flag at Hagerstown. On Monday, the thirteenth of July, 1863, General Kilpatrick was anxious to make an advance, but could not obtain or- ders. Some of the Pennsylvania militia were placed at his disposal, and he thought he would try one regiment under fire. The Philadelphia Blues were selected, and, accompanied by the First Vermont cavaliy, a demonstration was made on the right — the Confederates then occupying a fortified position. The militia were now deployed, the General desiring them to move to the crest of a knoll, Avhere the bullets were flying pretty lively. There was some hesitancy at first, whereupon the battle-flag presented to the division by the ladies of Boonsboro was sent to the front. Sergeant Judy, bearer of the flag, ci'ied out — " 77ns is General Kilpatrick^ s.hattle-jlag ; follow it ! " The militia obeyed the summons prompt- ly, and fell some distance in front of the 248 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION line, and it was supposed for some time that the enemy had captured the flag ; but at night, when Judy was brought in on a litter, he proudly waved the battle-flag. The novelty of being thus under fire for the first time was keenly felt by the militia. About the first man touched had the top of his head gi'azed just close enough to draw blood. He halted — threw down his musket — truly an astonished Maj. Gi'n Judson Kilpatrick. man ! One or two otHcers and a dozen or moi'e privates ran up hurriedly to see what the matter was. Running both hands over his pate, and seeing blood, he ex- claimed, "A ball! A ball!"— while the others stood on agape with astonishment, until the shrill voice of the General sound- ed in their ears : " Move on there ! " " I'U Do It, teU General Grant." One of the Fort Donelson correspond- ents, writing from Cairo, gives a most graphic description of the attack by Gen- eral C. F. Smith's division upon the ene- my's works in that splendid fight. Cap- tain Hillyer, General Grant's Aide de Camj), rode down to General Smith, with the order to charge at the jioint of the bayo- net. It had been long and impatiently ex- pected. " I'll do it, tell General Grant, I'll do it," was the reply ; and then, facing his men, he shouted : " Soldiers, we are ordered to take those works by assault ; are you ready ? " "Ay, ay, Sir. Ready ! Hurrah ! " burst from the ranks. Then, placing himself at their head, he thun- dered — " Charge bayonets! forward! double-quick ! March ! " The double- quick soon became a run, but, never fal- tering, the solid column charged through a storm of shells, solid shot and bullets, over the parapet into the fort, like a thun- der-bolt, upon the panic-struck foe. Nothingr Lost by True Conrag-e. An illustration of the spirit of the brave men who fought the battles of good government against treason will be found in the following, — thouo;h this is but one of a thousand similar noble and heroic instances. A New Hampshire regiment had been engaged in several successive battles, very bloody and very desperate, and in each engagement had been distinguishing them- selves more and more ; but their successes had been veiy dearly bought, both in men and officers. Just before the taps, the word came that the fort they had been investing was to be stormed by daybreak the next morning, and they were invited to lead the ' forlorn hope.' For a time the brain of the Colonel fairly reeled with anxiety. The post of honor was the post of danger, but in view of all circum- stances, would it be right, by the accept- ance of such a proposition, to involve his already decimated regiment in utter anni- hilation ? He called his long and well- tried chaplain into council with him, and, asking what was best to be done, the chap- lain advised him to let the men decide .it for themselves. At the Colonel's request, he stated to the regiment all the circumstances. Not one in twenty probably would be left alive after the first charge. Scarcely one of the entire number M'ould escape death, except as they were wounded or taken prisoner. No one would be compelled to go, if he did not "O with all his heart. " Think it GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 249 over, men, calmly atid deliberately, and come back at twelve o'clock and let us know your answer." True to the appoint- ed time, they all returned. "All ? " was the interrogatory. " Yes, Sir, all, without exception, and all of them ready for service or for sacri- fice." " Now," said the chaplain, '' go to your tents and write your letters — settle all your worldly business, and whatever sins you have iipon your consciences unconfessed and unforgiven, ask God to forgive them. As usual, I will go with you, and the Lord do with us as seemeth Him good." The hour came, the assault was made, onward those noble spirits rushed mto " the imminent deadly breach," right into the jaws of death. But, like Daniel, when he was thrown into the lions' den, it pleased God that the lions' mouths should be shut. Scarcely one hour before, the enemy had secretly evacuated the ibrt, and the ' tbrlorn hope ' entered into full pos- session, without the loss of a single man ! -♦ Fighting', Dying', and Buried "with his Nig- gers." Few military names among the fallen brave in the war against rebellion will maintain a more endearing freshness and hallowed association, than that of Colonel Robert G. Shaw. Of the most aristo- cratic family connections, wealthy, accom- plished, he must have possessed the truest moral courage to have enabled him to march out of New York city, at the head of the Massachusetts Fifty-fourth regi- ment, all black or colored men, amidst the jeers and scoffings of the " roughs," and the contemptuous pity of many far re- moved from that class. Yet this did Col- onel Shaw, one dawning spring day, with a brave, trustful heart, leaving mother and the beauteous young being whom he had just wedded, to go forth with those poor, despised men, the first regiment of " nig- gers " called into the field, and to share their hardships, and teach them the same 16 knowledge that he himself possessed of things present and of events and duties to come. Two months afterwards he was with them before Fort Wagner, sitting on the ground and talking to his men, very famil- iarly and kindly. He told them how the eyes of thousands would look on the night's work on which they were about to enter ; and he said, "Now, boys, I want you to be men ! " He would walk along the line, and speak words of cheer to his men. It could be seen, too, that he was a man who had counted the cost of the undertaking before him, for his words were spoken so ominously, — the Confederates having openly threatened to make an especiai aim of any white officer leading colored troops, — his lips were compressed, and now and then there was visible a slight twitching of the corners of the mouth, like one bent on accomplishing or dying. One poor fellow, struck, no doubt, by the Colonel's determined bearing, exclaimed as he was passing him, " Colonel, I will stay with you till I die ; " and he kept his word — he was never seen again after the charge. The Fifty-fourth colored Massachusetts regiment held the right of the storming column that attacked Fort Wagner. It went into action six hundred and fifty strong, and came out with a loss of a third of the men, and a still larger proportion of officers, but eight out of twenty-three coming out uninjured. The regiment was marched up in column by wmgs, the first being under the command of Colonel Shaw. When about one thousand yards from the fort, the enemy opened upon them with shot, shell, and canister. They pressed through this storm, and cheered and shouted as they advanced. When within a hundred yards of the fort, the musketry from it opened with such ter- rible effect that the first battalion hesi- tated — only for an instant. Colonel Shaw sprang forward, and, waving his sword, cried — 250 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. " Forward ! my brave boys ! " With another cheer and shout, they rushed through the ditch, gained the par- apet on the right, and were soon hand to hand with the foe. The brave Shaw was one of the first to scale the walls. There he stood erect to urge forward his men, and, while shouting to them to press for- ward, he was shot dead, and fell into the fort. His body was found with twenty of his men lying dead around him, two lying on his own body. In the morning they were all buried together in the same pit. When the Federals asked for the gallant officer's body the next day after the fight, they said — " Colonel Shaw ! we buried him below his niggers ! " Thus died Robert G. Shaw — the rich, prosperous, accomplished member of one of the choicest circles of refined and ele- gant society in America, and who might have lived at his ease in the beautiful companionship and surroundings of his home on Staten Island. He who might have fought gallantly in splendid uniform on a noble charger among his fellows in riches and station, died fighting side by side with a race who, for generations, have been unstintedly despised and " cast out " — spending the last months of his life in friendly contact with them — and finally buried beneath " his niggers " with con- tempt and insult. There is no thread or filament of fiction interwoven with this sketch. It is reality imadonied with fancy. Good Samaritan in an Unexpected Hour and Place. Soon after the battle of Bull Run, a gentleman who happened in at the quar- ters of the Michigan Fourth regiment, one morning, came in contact wdth a very intelligent Corporal, who became sepa- rated from his regiment during the retreat, and was obliged to seek shelter among the bushes. When night came, he wandered along and lost his way in the woods. Be- ing slightly wounded in the leg, liis pro< gress was somewhat slow, so that by Wed- nesday night he had only reached the en- virons of Fairfax. Exhausted and com- pletely dispirited, he espied a Confederate picket, and deliberately walked up and Good Samaritan. told the sentry who he was. To his grateful surprise the southern soldier pour- ed out some whisky, gave him food, told him where he could find a stack of arms, and where he could sleep in perfect secu- rity in a negro hut. He added • " I am a Union man, but preferred to volunteer to fight rather than to be impressed. I thus save my property, and will trust to luck. If we meet again in battle, I will not try very hard to shoot you, and mind you don't me." Truly a good Samaritan and a wise man. Skulking and Fourth-of-July Speeches at Pittsburg Landing. On the bluffs above the river there was — at the battle of Pittsburg Landing — a sight that made many a brave man's cheek tingle. There were not less than five thousand skulkers lining the banks ! If asked why they didn't go to their places in the line, their reply w^as : " Oh ! our regiment is all cut to pieces." If asked, " Why don't you go to where it is forming again ? " "I can't find it," was the skulk- GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 251 er's answer, — and lie looked as if that would be the xevy last thing he would want to do. Otiicers were around among them, tiying to hunt up their men, storm- ing, coaxing, commanding — cursing. One strange fellow — understood to be a Major, undertook to make a sort of elevated, superfine Fourth of July speech to every- body that would listen to him. He meant well, certainly — as for example : " Men of Kentucky, of Illinois, of Ohio, of Iowa, of Indiana, 1 implore you, I beg of you, mme up now. Help us through two hours more. By all that you hold dear, by the homes you hope to defend, by the flag you love, by the States you honor, by all your love of country, by all your hatred of treason, I conjure you, come up and do your duty now ! " — and so on for quality. " That feller's a good speaker," was the only response heard, and the soldier who gave it nestled more snugly behind his tree as he uttered it. Enough is known of the nature of the skulking animal in an army during a battle ; their performances show but little variation of programme, but rarely have they been known to "• come ofli" on so large and heart-sickening a scale, as on this occasion. Still, it was a big army, and perhaps the skulking did not much exceed the average percentage. The runaways all sought the Landing. Escape of Greneral Tyler and Staff. The scene at the military head-quarters in Baltimore, July 1.3th, 1864, on the ar- rival of Brigadier- General Tyler, com- manding the first separate brigade of the Eighth Army Corps, and who was re- ported to have been either killed or cap- tured in the action at Monocacy Junc- tion on the Saturday previous, was most exhilarating. Accompanying him were Captain Webb and Lieutenant Goldsbor- ough, of his staff. It appeared that on Saturday, after the Federal troops had retired from the Mon- ocacy Bridge, General Tyler and his staff made a stand on the hill on the east side of the bridge, but were not there long be- fore they discovei'ed themselves to be sur- rounded by the rebels. The Genei'al and his party succeeded in making their es- cape on the north side, closely pursued by the enemy, who fired upon them repeat- edly, kilUng one of the General's ordei'lies, a German. To this fact, the General at- tributed his escape, as, when the soldier fell from his saddle into the road, the pur- suers stopped to see who it was, and to inquire if (icneral Tyler was not of the party. Dxu'ing this time, the General reached a cluni}) of woods, and the three officers secreted themselves from their pur- suers. A negro, who was endeavoring to make his escape from the rebel lines, pointed out the way to the house of a well known and patriotic citizen of Frederick county, whose family were unremitting in their attentions to the fugitives, conceal- ing them until Tuesday, when they took their departure for Frederick, which they reached early in the morning. The appearance of General Tyler in the streets of Frederick created the great- est surprise. The rebels had boasted that he had been killed by them, and it was believed to be a fact until the loyal citi- zens saw to the contrary themselves. Fruit in Old Age. The name of Ishmael Day will long be remembered in Baltimore county, as that of one who, without fear of man, but in the fear of God, used the limbs and facul- ties with which God had endowed him, to the noblest advantage, in his old age. On Sunday evening, July 10th, 1864, Day heard that Dulaney's valley, Mary- land, was filled with rebels stealing horses and cattle, but did not give credit to the report, thinking they were F'ederal troops pressing horses. About sun-down the same day he heard that the rebels were on the Hartford pike, about a mile dis- tant, the people, living thereon being much excited. He went to bed, leaving a lamp dimly burning all night, and arose early 252 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. on Monday morning and ran up the glo- rious old Stars and Stripes rather earlier than usual, then sat down on the front porch. About six o'clock A. M., the sound of horses' feet coming down the road was heard, and in a short time two of tliem came at fidl tilt up to the door. Mr. Day moved down to the lower step to see if there were any more near, and, seeing none, resumed his seat. By this time the foremost one had dis- mounted, seized hold of the foot of the flag, jerked it down and broke ihe rope, cursing and calling it a 'damned old rag.' Day coolly asked him, " What do you mean ? Wliat are you about ? " Without waiting, however, a reply, he ran immediately up stairs, seized one of his two guns, already loaded in a bedroom. With this gun, he shot the foremost one of the rebels, direct- Brigadier- General Wm. W. AveriU. ing his shot out of the second story win- dow, which was standing open. When shot, the rebel was in the act of folding up the flag for his departure, but raised his hands and fell back, exclaiming, " I am shot ! " Mr. Day now seized the other gun, and ran down stairs, when he was met by Mrs. Day, crying, and imploring that he would not shoot again or they would kill him. He however pressed out into the yai"d to take a shot at the other marauder, but he was among the missing, having clapped spurs to his horse on the fall of his com- rade. This was a matter of keen regret to the old patriot, as it failed him of the opportunity to give him his dose of me- tallic bitters also. Seeing none of the squad at the time, he walked up to the wounded man, and, in his patriotic anger, said, " You rebel rascal, I will now finish you I " Day cocked his gun for that pur- pose, but the rebel asked for mercy and surrendered. Knowing that he had re- ceived the whole charge. Day was satisfied that he could not live, and therefore did not shoot agaui, — seeing he would never be able again to haul down and dishonor the flag imder which Averill ' led to conquer.' The whole troop was now heard coming down the road. Day returned forthwith to his bedroom, got a six-barrelled re- volver, and with the loaded gun started for a hiding-place, about two hundred and fifty yards northeast of his house, — hardly doing so before they were all at the house, at once firing his buildings, sparing only a small corn and hen-house. Everything was burnt by them, including all the per- sonal property. At the end of the confla- gration, which he was an eye witness to, Mr. Day went to one of his nearest neigh- bors to get some breakfast, and afterward to a second one to get his dinner, and was conveyed to Baltimore the same day. On the next Thursday, he had his name en- rolled in the company of the Old De- fenders, commanded by Captain Childs, for the defence of Baltimore, and on the same day obtained a guard from head- quarters, to bring in the wounded rebel, who afterwards died. A short time previous to this occurrence, Mr. Day, on being asked if he would keep his flag floating in case of an invasion by the rebels, said, emphatically — " Yes, and I'll shooi the first of them Avho attempts to take it down, if it costs me my life the next instant ! " GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC 25b Heroism of Sherman on the Battle-field of Shiloh. At the battle of Shiloh, a cavalry officer having occasion to report personally to General Sherman about noon of the first day at that place, found him dismounted, his arm in a sling, his hand bleeding, his horse dead, himself covered witli dust, his face besmeared with poAvder and blood ; he was giving directions at the moment to Major Taylor, his chief of artillery, who had just brought a battery into position. Mounted orderlies were coming and going in haste ; staff officers wei*e making anx- ious inquiries ; everybody but himself was excited. The battle raged terrifically in every direction. Just tlien there seemed to be universal commotion on our right, when it was observed that our men were giving back. General Sherman said — '• I was looking for that, but 1 am ready for them." His quick, sharp eyes gleamed, and his war-begrimmed face beamed with satisfac- tion. The enemy's packed columns now made their appearance, and as quickly the guns which Sherman had so carefully placed in position began to speak. The deadly effect on the enemy was apparent. While Sherman was still managing the artillery, Major Sanger, a staff officer, called his attention to the fact that the enemy's cavalry were charging towards the battery. The General's quick reply to this was — " Order up those two companies of in- fantry." The General coolly went on with his guns, and the cavalry made a gallant charge — but their horses carried back empty saddles. The enemy A\as evidently foiled. Our men, gaining fresh courage, rallied again, and for the first time that day the enemy was held stubbornly in check. A moment more, and he fell back over the piles of his dead and wounded. Close of McPherson's Noble Career. General McPherson's Grand JDivrsion neld the left of the line in the figtt&?: be- fore Atlanta, on the day when his death occurred. About noon, the General re- ceived a report from one of his officers that the enemy were approaching upon the left — the extreme of his line — in heavy force. Arrangements were imme- diately set in motion to meet the ex[)ected attack, but as the blow was delayed, ap- prehension for a time was lulled. The General had ridden from left to right in superintending the advance of his skirmish line, and was returning again to the right. He was alone, or had with him only one of his orderlies, a faithful sergeant. Not being aware of the presence of the rebels so near him, he came upon a party lying ill ambush, who, running from their covert between the Sixteenth and Seventeenth coi'ps, cried out wildly — ' " There they come ; give 'em hell !" A volley accompanied this, and the General was shot through the breast, the ball entering his right side and lodging in his body. He fell from his horse. A party of half a dozen rebels ran out from the woods, and coming up to where the sergeant was already bending over the body, they snatched a handful of papers from the General's side-pocket, took his gold watch, and, calling to the sergeant to follow them as a prisoner, were startmg off. The sergeant feigned to be wounded, and was left to care for the dying General. Immediately afterward, officers and order- lies meeting Colonel Strong, Inspector- General, and Captain Buell, both of Gen- eral McPherson's staff, accompanied by a few orderlies, related the whole circum- stance. Colonel Strong instantly drew the party into line, and ordered a charge. This handful of brave and impetuous men, regardless of the foemen in front, dashed gallantly ahead, and drove off the thieving enemy. But the thieving was not all done by the enemy. Improving their chance, two Federal soldiers came up and took the General's pocket-book, containing three hundred dollars in money. One of them expressing a wish to see that it was safely kept to be re^•tored, asked the othel 254 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION, his name, at the same time giving his own. The only re[)ly he received was to let him see the pocket-book, which the miscreant took, extracted -the money, and then throw- ing the pocket-book doAvn, ran away. General McPherson all this time was still alive, but unconscious. While Captain Buell, with his revolver, kept the enemy at bay, Colonel Strong, assisted by the or- derlies, lifted the nude body, stripped of every article of clothing save a glove and a sock, to his own horse, and bore it safely from the field. Beneath the light glove covering the left hand Avas a diamond I'ing, which the vandals failed to discover. All this occurred in less time than it takes to describe it, and the daring and determined charge made by Colonel Strong for the body of his noble and loved chief formed one of the most gallant episodes of the war. The General's body was conveyed in an ambulance to the head-qviarters of General Sherman at Howard's house, where the officers who had heard of the sad event hurriedly assembled, to take a farewell view of their honored General. The body was still Avarm. General Sherman, who, up to this moment, had appeared unmoved by the untoward events of the hour, and by all the alarming reports brought to him, became deeply moved at the sight of the dead body of the General. He rever- ently uncovered his head as the corpse was brought in, all present doing the same, and gathered around the body. The noble features were as placid as if the dead were reposing in calm sleep. Officers and men, and the servants and orderlies of the de- parted, mingled their tears over the lifeless form of the great and good man who lay before them. Thus closed the noble career of one of the most brilliant officers in the national cause. boro'. He was, however, not doomed to ' fall by the sword,' nor yet by the rifle. The Major had been to Lavergne, and paid the Union troops there, and was on his way to Stockade No. 2, six miles from Nashville, in an ambulance, accompanied l)y a Lieutenant and two or three men. Before arriving at the stockade he sent the men forAvard to reconnoitre, feeling that such a precaution was necessary. Suddenly, half a dozen guerrillas made a dash on his ambulance, — the Major seized the safe key and took out all the large bills, and fled with them to the bushes. The Lieutenant took a Henry rifle Avith him, and fled also. The horses attached to the ambulance immediately took fright, and had gone but a few rods Avhen the safe fell out on the ground ; at this the marauders dismounted, one of them ex- claiming AA'itli gusto, " Here is what we are after ' " They at once threw down the guns, and were about helping themselves to the money, Avhen the Lieutenant, who, with the paymaster, was secreted in some bushes near by, fired and wounded one of the men. A comrade immediately went to his assistance, when a second shot brought the fellow to the ground, a corpse. The others, warned by this example, then fled without securing any of the coveted booty. In the dead guerrilla, Major Hale re- cognized a man who was at Lavergne that very morning, trying to get a pass to Nash- ville as a loyal citizen ! Missing- their Booty. A narrow escape Avas that of Major Hale's, who was paying the troops sta- tioned between Nashville and Murfrees- Anderson and his brave little Company leaving Fort Sumter. ILaving defended Fort Sumter for thirty- four hours, until the quarters were entirely burned, the main gates destroyed by fire, the gorge Avail seriously injured, the mag- azine surrounded by flames, and its door closed from the effects of the heat, four barrels and three cartridges of powder only being available, and no provisions but . pork remaining, Major Anderson accepted | the terms of evacuation offered by Gen- GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 25i> eral Beauieiiard, and marclied out of the fort Sunday iifternoon, Ajn-il 14th, 18G1, with colors Hying and drums beating. The terms of evacuation were, that the garrison should take all their individual and company's property with them ; that they should march out with their side and other arms, with all the honors in their own way and in their own time, and that they should salute their flag and bear it away with them. Beauregard previously had asked Major Anderson if he would not accept of the terms without the salute. Major Anderson replied, " No ! " It was late on Satxxrday night when the terms demanded were finally agreed to ; and then Beauregard sent word to Major Anderson that he would furnish the Isabel, or any other vessel at his command, to convey him and his men to any port in the United States he should choose. On Sunday, therefore, the Isabel came down from Charleston, and anchored near Fort Sumter, and the little steamer Clinch lay alongside the wharf to transport ]Ma- jor Anderson and his men to the larger vessel. When the baggage had been all put on board the Clinch, the soldiers being inside the fort under arms, a number were de- tailed to salute the United States flag. At the fiftieth gun the flag was lowered and the men set up a lovid cheer. In firing, however, this last discharge, a premature explosion took place which killed one man instantly, seriously wounded another, and injured less seriously two other men. These were the only casualties of moment during the whole conflict. The troops, havmg now been formed, were marched out, while the band played merrily " Yankee Doodle " and " Hail to the Chief." Remaining on board the Isa- bel during the night, in consequence of the state of the tide, Major Anderson and his men were transferred next morn- ing to the Baltic, and during the evening of the day after sailed for New York. Safe Across the River. The escape of a portion of the Massa- chusetts Twentieth, at the Ball's Bluff" struggle, constituted one of the most mem- orable of the events connected with that awful tragedy. After all was finished, and the frag« ments of the regiment were brought to- gether on the water's edge, it was deter- mined to push upward along the shore with the uncertain hope of finding some means of re-crossing to the Maryland side. In the event of meeting the enemy, how- ever, it was decided to surrender at once, since any contest under the circumstances would be a useless sacrifice of life. After progressing a mile or so, the officers (Cap- tains Bartlett and Tremlett, and Lieuten- ants ^Vliittier and Abbott,) discovered a mill siuTounded by cottages, about which numbers of persons were seen moving. Here it seemed that they must yield them- selves. The officers ordered a halt, and directed the men to cast all their arms into the river, so that the enemy should gain as little as possible by the surrender. " Shall we be accountable if we throw them aAvay?" asked one or two. " Guess not, if an officer orders us," said others. So everything went over. Lieutenant Whittier went on in advance with a white handkerchief tied on his sword, to be used when occasion should demand. The first person met was an old negro, who, though greatly terrified at encountering so large and unexpected an assemblage, contrived to reveal that an old boat was stored near the mill, which might be bailed out and used to convey the fugitives across the river. A gift of five dollars insured his services, and the boat was in due time launched and ready for use. It was small, and only a few could pass each trip, but they were all transferred in safety. Hoax upon Kebel Sharpshooters. One morning, some boys of the Fifteenth minois, who were doing duty in the rifle« 256 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. pits at Vicksburg, manufactured an imita- tion soldier and accoutred liim in the reg- ulation uniform. When the bogus imita- tion was completed, they raised it up slight- ly above the work, when whizz — whizz — whizz — went the rifles of the rebel sharp- shooters, and two bullets penetrated the spot where the brains ought to have been. Droppmg him down, they soon exposed the figm-e again, and repeated it several times to the great amusement of the soldiers, who were delighted to see the rebels so completely humbugged into wasting their time as well as powder, in firing at a log of wood. The hoax was at length discov- ered by a lynx-eyed rebel, who, in clear clai'ion tones which were distinctly heard in our luies, shouted out, "Oh, you — Yankees, no more of your infernal wood- en nutmeg and white oak cheese jokes. They are played out, and be — to you!" G-enerals Grant and Meade in Consultation before Richmond. When the first terrible climax of the battle between Grant and Lee was over. Generals Grant and Meade established their personal head-quarters on the site of Cold Harbor. The great question was • Will the assault be renewed? To those looking into the face of General Grant for an answer to this query, there was no leg- ible response. His is a face that tells no tales — a face impassive in victory or de- feat ; face of stone ; a sphinx face ! Not of him can it be said, as Lady Macbeth to her lord : " Thy face, my thane, is as a book, wherein one may read strange thingSc" Rather is it a palimpsest, whose obscured characters escape the scrutiny of the keenest-eyed searcher. Nothing, indeed, could be more striking than the contrast pre-^ented by these two commanders, as they stood in consultation on that bare hill, with their faces turned Richmond- ward. The small form with the slight stoop in the shoulders, sunken gray eyes, still, reserved demeanor, impassive face and chin as of a bull-dog or close-set steel trap — that is Grant ; the tall figure, with the nervous, emphatic articulation and action, and face as of antique parch- ment — that is Meade, — and the antipodes could not bring together a greater con- trast. Whether it was that General Grant him. self was in doubt as to the path which should be pursued, or that he felt the need of seeing for himself the actual situation — for from the thickness of the woods everythmg was hid as by a veil — is not knoA\^l, but he suddenly mounted his horse, and rode rapidly down (an occasional shot or shell passing over his head and falling around at head-quarters) to the head-quar- ters of General Hancock, and afterward to those of General Wright ; and when he came back it was plain there would be no renewal of the battle, for they all rode leisurely again to the old camp occupied the night before. Friendship's Strongest Test. In the terrible engagement at Fort Don- elson, an oisderly sergeant, seeing a rebel point a rifle at the Captain of his compa- ny, threw himself before his beloved of- ficer, received the bullet in his breast, and fell dead in the arms of him he had saved. The brave fellow had been reared and generously treated by the Captain's father, and had declared, when enlistmg, that he would be happy to die to save the life of his benefactor's son. The aftection shown by Damon and Pythias did not ex- ceed that of this nameless soldier on the battlefield of his loved country. Four Strapping- Confederates Bagged by a Union Captain. One night in June the rebels about Vicksburg came out in force, arid by mak- ing a long detour got in thfe rear of three companies which had been sent out to pro- tect the men at work in digging Union rifle-pits. They killed, wounded and cap- tured upwai'ds of one hundred of our GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 257 ?oldiors, ami got back to their works just befoi'e daylight, with small loss. Captain G — , discovering that they were complete- ly surrounded and that there was no chance of escape, contrived to climb a tree, and there he remained undiscovered until the rebels retreated, when he came di>\vn and started towai'ds our lines. He had gone but a short distance when he suddenly came upon four rebels armed with rifles, who at the same moment saw him. It was a critical situation, but the Captain Avas equal to it. INIarching directly up to them he said : " What the devil are you doing here?" The secesh were rather taken aback by his authoritative and bold manner, and never doubting for a moment that his Company were at hand, unhesita- tingly laid down their arms upon his order- ing them to do so. Soon after, our troops and pickets were greatly puzzled by the sight of four strapping Confederates marching in line in the direction of camp with a Fed- eral officer immediately behind, a revolver in one hand, his sword in the other. It was Captain G — , marching his four pris- oners to head-quarters. ant ? " To which he replied, " Very com- fortable ; but I feel as if that stump of a leg you cut off was on again and the toes were cold." The Captain said it made him shudder to hear William speak so coolly, and he turned his head so as to look in his face. As he gazed at him he thought his eyes looked strangely. At that mo- ment William sat up, and in a voice Avhich never sounded louder or clearer, shouted to his men, " Forward — march ! " and fell back dead. " Forward ! March ! "—Last "Words of a Fed- eral Lieutenant at Newbern. A touching scene on the battle-field is the following, which occurred at Newbern, North Carolina: The Lieutenant was in advance of his men in the bayonet charge, when a volley from the enemy shattered his right leg and the Captain's left. They were both removed and laid side by side, when William called to the Surgeon and said, " Surgeon, you must amputate my leg, I cannot stand this." The Captain tried to persuade him not to have it re- moved, but he was determined, and said it mu>t be done. The surgeon then admin- istered chloroform and amputated his leg. As soon as the operation was performed, William called for a cigar, and smoked it very leisurely until the fire was near to his lips. The surgeon then came along, and inquired, " How do you feel now, Lieuten- Prayers for the President by a Dying Sol- dier. The attack on Lee's Mills, near York- town, by the Fourth and Sixth Vermont regiments will be long remembered, and there was at least one incident coimected with that attack which proves how much stranger is truth than fiction. In the sum- mer of 1861, a private was court-martialed for sleeping on his post, out near Chain Bridge on the Ujiper Potomac. He was convicted, and his sentence was death ; the finding was approved of by the General, and the day fixed for his execution. He was a youth of more than ordinary intelli- gence ; he did not beg for pardon, but was willmg to meet his fate. The time drew near ; the stem necessity of war required that an example should be made of soiBe one ; his Avas an aggravated case. But the facts reached the ears of the Presi- dent ; he resolved to save him ; he signed a pardon and sent it out ; the day came. " Suppose," thought the President, " my pardon has not reached him." The tele- graph was called into requisititr.i ; an an- swer did not come promptly. " Bring up my carriage," he ordered. It came, and soon the important State papers wei-e dropped, and through the hot broiling sun and dusty roads he rode to the camp, about ten miles, and saw that the soldier was saved. He perhaps forgot the incident, but the soldier did not. When the Ver- mont regiments charged ujion the rifle-pits, the enemy poured a vcUey upon theuL 258 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. The first man who fell, with six bullets in his body, was William Scott, of Company K. His comrades caught him up, and as his life blood ebbed away, he raised to heaven, amid the din of war, the cries of the dying, and the shouts of the enemy, a prayer for the President, and as he died he remarked to his comrade that he had shown he was no coward and not afraid to die. Wigs on Rebel Majors. Colonel A. K. Johnson, of the Twenty- eighth Illinois, shared in the dangers of many a bold adventure. On the last day of the action at Pittsburg Landing, and while the rebels were flying in confusion from their works, three of the officers in their flight passed very near the place where Colonel Johnson was stationed. The Colonel instantly started in pursuit. Coming within pistol range, he fired at the nearest of his flying foes ; this brought the rebel officer down on his horse's neck. Colonel Johnson believing this to be* a feint to avoid a second shot, determined to drag him from his saddle by main force. Riding up to his side for this purpose, he seized him by the hair of his head, but to his astonishment and disgust, he only brought off the rebel Major's wig. Instantly re- covering his headway, he again started for the delinquent, but his pistol had done its work, and before the Colonel reached him his Ufeless body had fallen from the sad- dle. He was Too Big not to be a Soldier. When the present war commenced [says a contributor to Harper's Drawer,] I was practicing law in the State of Georgia. I was a strong Union man, and concluded to leave the land of secession and return to my native city. I started for Mobile to rim the blockade ; when I reached Mont- gomery, Alabama, I found I Avould have to remain until the next day. That even- ing, after tea, there was a large crowd in the rotunda of the hotel, and the war was, of course, the general theme of conversa- tion. " War ! — war to the death ! " was nearly the only expression that could be heard. Every body was volunteering, and the whole city seemed to be in uniform. In the midst of the excitement a little boy, about five years old, came out of one of the He was too big not to be a soldier parlors, dressed in the full uniform of a Confederate Captain. He looked so pret- ty and smart that I patted him on the head, saying, " You're a very little man to be a soldier." He turned, measured me with his eye, and replied, " You're a very big man 7iot to be a soldier ! " The crowd ap- preciated it, and I paid for the liquor. Military Notation according to President Liincoln. Somebody asked President Lincoln how many men the rebels had in the field. He replied very seriously, " Twelve hundred thousand, according to the best authority." The interrogator blanched in the face, at this reply, and ejaculated despairingly, " My God ! " " Yes, Sir, twelve hundred thousand — no doubt of it ! You see, all of our Generals, when they get whipped^ say the enemy outnumbers them from three or five to one, and I must believe them. We have four hundred thousand men in the field, and three times four make twelve. Don't you see it ? " The inquisi- tive man looked for his hat soon after GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC 259 "seeing it." The President's arithmeti- cal logic was altogether too square and simple to be withstood, without question- ing the veracity of somebody's statements. Perhaps Mr. L. P. Walker, or Mr. Judah P. Benjamin, the Confederate secretaries of war — and so well known as ' gentle- men of undoubted veracity ! ' could ex- plain the discrepancy in numbers which so puzzled the good President. Judah P. Benjamin. Captain Strong- Delivering- his Revolvers. While on duty extending the line of pickets, three miles north-west of Chain Bridge, Captain Strong, of the Second Regiment, Wisconsin Volunteers, was taken prisoner. As he neared the river he left three men, while, according to the orders of Major Larrabee, he reconnoi- tered, preparatory to assigning them posi- tions. Ha\ang proceeded about a quarter of a mile without discovering the slightest trace of the enemy, he returned by a slightly different route, to avoid the rough road he had passed over, when he sud- denly was surrounded by six rebel pickets — two cavalry and four infantry. The Captain surrendered ; and while they marched him about twenty rods, amused themselves by applying the choicest epi- thets, and promising themselves the pleas- ure of a hanging bee. The Captain won- dered they did not disarm liim, but still did not see any way of escape until one of them, noticing his splendid pair of re- volvers, said they would relieve him of them. "Certainly, gentlemen," said the Captain, drawing them from his belt be- hind him, and cocking them silently ; " here they are ! " As he said these words, he fired each, and two men fell dead at his feet, while he wheeled and secured cover in some thick bushes, eluding the immedi- ate pursuit of all but two bullets, one of which pierced his canteen, the other, a small round pistol ball, passing through his left cheek, and coming out of his mouth, Avithout injuring a single tooth, but slightly cutting his tongue ! Carter's Polite Mode of Gi-ving- Information. General Carter's expeditionary tour into East Tennessee, in the winter of 1862-3, was attended with many brilliant successes as well as noteworthy incidents. Among the latter was a little occurrence, brief and decisive, at Blountsville and ZoUicoffer, the former being the county- seat of Sullivan County. As the forces, or a portion of them, entered that town, a lady was observed at her door, throwing up her hands, and exclaiming : " The Yankees ! the Yankees ! Great God, we are lost!" After stopping at Blounts- ville, a few minutes, to feed their horses, they proceeded toward ZoUicoffer, for- merly called Union Station, on the Vir- ginia and East Tennessee railroad. At this station were encamped about one hvm- dred and fifty of the Sixty-second North Carolina regiment. Confederate soldiers, under command of Major McDowell. Colonel Carter, being in advance, met three citizens, and, after passing the salu- .tations of the morning, inquired the news of the day, when one of them replied that there was " a rumor of there being a lot of — Yankees within a few miles of Blountsville." "Ah ! indeed," said Colonel Carter ; "who is in command at the station be- low?" 260 THE BOOlv OF ANECD0TE8 OF THE REBELLION, " Major McDowell, Sir, and he is now coming up to find out the truth of the re- port." " Well, gentlemen, you are all my pris- oners. Guards, take them to the rear," said the C!olonel. In a few minutes Major McDowell rode in sight, and lour of the I'niou trooiJS filed acro's the road in his rear, when Colonel Carter approached him, saying: " Major McDowell, I beheve ? " " Yes, Sir, that is my name." " You are my prisoner. Sir." " Pray, Sir, who may you be ? " " Colonel Carter, Second Tennessee reg- iment, Federal troops ! " The Major looked utterly blank and •down-hearted, but concluded that resist- ance was useless, when the Colonel in- formed him that he would impart to him, with the greatest pleasure in the world, the information he was seeking, namely, that there was a large Federal force in his rear — and, in order to prevent the effu- sion of blood, it would be policy to advise a surrender of the post. The poor ]\Iajor agreed to this, and accordingly advised Lieutenant luloes to surrender, which he did. It Avas a big day's business both for Carter and IMcDoweU, though a little more satisfactory to the former than the latter. DisgTiised as a Bell-Wetlier. Among the loyal Tennesseeans who, in ' the times that tried men's souls,' came into the Union Camp in Kentucky, was a little fellow of about five feet four inches, Avith gray and grizzled beard, dilapidated nose, and an eye as keen as a fish-hawk's. The manner of his escape from the mili- tary clutches of the secessionists "vvas re- markable and highly ingenious. He headed a large squad of his neighbors, and eluded the Confederate pickets, by wearing a big sheep's bell on his head, and bleating away over the mountains, fol- lowed by a herd of men who did likewise. By this stratagem he deceived the Con- federate scouts, and passed within a few- feet of them through one of the most im- portant of the mountaui passes. Old Macfarland — the name of the hero of th« bell — thus won the soubriquet of the bell- wether, by which name he became known all through the camps. He was a rough, and good humored old man, with a full supply of mother-wit, and was accustomed to speak of himself as ' under size and over age for a soldier,' which he literally was. Bishops Meade and Polk in Consultation. The Right Rev. Leonidas Polk, Episco- pal Bishop of the Diocese of Louisiana, forsook the gown for the sword at an early stage of the rebellion, having been com- missioned a Major- General in the army of the Confederate States. The appoint- ment Avas urged upon him for a considera- ble time before he accepted it, and pre- viously to his doing so he paid a visit to the venerable Bishop Meade, at his home near Winchester, to consult with him about it. Bishop Meade told him truly that he already held a commission in a very differ- ent army, to which he OAved allegiance ' till life's journey ends.' " I knoAV that very Avell," rephed Bish- op Polk, " and I do not intend to resign it. On the contrary, I shall only prove the more faithful to it by doing all that in me lies to bring this unhallowed and un- natural Avar to a speedy and happy close. We of the Confederate States are the last buhvarks of civil and religious liberty ; we fight for our hearthstones and our al- tars ; above all, we fight for a race that has been by Divine Providence entrusted to our most sacred keeping. When I ac- cept a commission in the Confederate army, therefore, I not only perform the duties of a good citizen, but contend for the prin- ciples Avhich lie at the foimdation of our social, political, and religious polity." The result of this conversation was, that the Bishop soon afterwards accepted GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 261 the appointment which so >oou cost hiiu his life. Polk was a native of Tennessee, and at an early age entered the Military Acade- my at West Point, where he graduated with distinguished honors, — a contenipo- raiy of Jefferson Davis, General Lee, General Johnston, and General Magru- der, all birds of the same feather and hatched in the same nest. Yielding only when He Lost His Head. Of the many instances of personal bravery among the privates, in the fight at Fort Donelson, probably but a small proportion will ever be recorded in the printed page. Here is one instance, too memorable to allow to pass imnoticed : A private in the Ninth Illinois regiment was shot through the arm in the early part of that sanguinary engagement, which par- alyzed the limb for a moment. Leaving the ranks, he went back a short distance to where the temporary hospital was placed, had his arm dressed, and returned to take his place. Shortly afterward he received a shot in the thigh, which pros- trated him. To some of his companions who came up to render him assistance, he remarked, " I guess I chn manage to get back," and by the assistance of his gun he once more limped to the hospital. Feel- ing considerably better after his wound was dressed, he again sought his regiment and took his place in the ranks. While in a stooping position as a skirmisher, a ball entered the back part of his neck, and passed lengthwise throvigh his body. Before he fell headlong to the ground, four or five other balls struck him in the head, literally shattering it to pieces, and scat- tering his brains in every direction. The name of tlio«e whom no extremity of dan- ger and l)lood could daunt, in the war against rebellion, was Legion. Change of Tune and Position. A gentleman whose slave accompanied a young Confederate officer on the Wild Cat expedition, asked the darkey on his return to Nashville, how long the army was on the march from its encampment ta the battle-field. "About four days," was the reply. " Well, how long were they in march- ing back ? " "About two days, massa." " Why, how is that, Joe ? Could the men travel any faster back, when they were broken doAvn with their four days' mai'ch and a severe fight, than they trav- eled forward after a good rest in camp ?" " Oh, I'll tell you what made the differ- ence, massa," said Old Joe ; " it was the music. They marched toward Wild Cat to the tune of Dixie. When they marched back, the tune was — ' Fire in the moiin- tains — run, boys, run ! ' " Firing Twenty-two Bounds with a Ball in his Thigh. A very remarkable and praiseworthv case is recorded of a young man attached to the Thirty-first regiment of Illinois vol- unteers, when in battle. He received a musket shot wound in the right thigh, the ball passing through the intervening flesh, and lodging in the left thigh. The boy repaired to the rear and applied to the doctor to dress his woimd. He however was observed to manifest a j^eculiar reserve in the matter, requesting the doctor to keep his misfortune a secret from his comrades and officers. He then asked the surgeon if he would dress his wound at once, in order that he might be enabled to return to the fight. The doctor told liim that he was not in a condition to admit of his return, and that he had better go to the hospital ; but the young brave insisted upon going back, offering as an argument in favor of it the fact that he had fired twenty-two rounds after receiving his womid, and he was con- fident he could fire as many more after liis wound should be dressed. The surgeon found he could not prevent his returning to the field, so he attended to his wants, and the young soldier Avent off to rejoin his 262 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION. comrades in their struggle, and remained, dealing out his ammunition to good account until the day was over, as if nothing had happened to him. Several days after, he returned to the doctor to have his wound re-dressed, and continued to pay him daily visits in his leisure hours, attending to duty in the mean time. Ll^nts-omery's Ride into the Hampton Le- gion's Nest. West Point, Va., was the scene of one of the bloodiest of battles. May seventh, 1862. Of the various incidents by which it was distinguished, none was more notable than the escape of Captain Montgomeiy, Gen- eral Newton's c'lief-of-staff, from the Hamp- ton Legion. It was about one o'clock in the after- noon, when the Captain received an order from General Newton to go forward into the woods to ascertain whether the seces- sionists were falling back, and whether a certain Federal regiment held its position there. Captain Montgomery went for- ward at once as fast as his well tried horse could run, and upon entering the woods moved cautiously until near a barricade, when, hearing voices, he plunged into tlie woods, thinking, of course, it was a Fed- eral regiment — the Thirty-first New York — but was surprised to find that he had gone right into a perfect nest of the Hamp- ton Legion, from South Carolina, who were lying behind trees, standing behind bushes, and kneeling behind stumps like bees. At once perceiving his mistake, and aware that nothin .. but the most consum- mate coolness could save him. Captain M. saluted them, and they, taking him for a Confederate officer, inquired how far Gen- eral Hampton was then. Without hesita- tion, and with rather more assurance than he ever thought he possessed, Captain M. replied, " I left him about ten rods below here — and now, boys! the General expects you to do your duty to-day ! " He then turned his horse slowly to lull suS'>icion, and was congratulating himself on the probable success of the ruse, Avhen the soldiers seeing the U. S. on his cap, yelled out : " That's a Yankee son of a , give him — ! " On hearing this, Montgomery dashed the epurs into his horse, threw his head over the animal's neck, and made for the road. A perfect volley of Minie balls passed over and around the Captain — killing the horse, who rolled over, cariying his brave rider with him down to the ground. Knowing that ajiparently nothing but time would save him, Montgomery lay with his head back m a ditch, as he fell, and appeared dead for some ten minutes, not moving a muscle or a feature, although the soldiers wei'e swarming around and threatening to " end him." He remained in this way until they came up, took away his pistol and commenced a general plundering ; as they thus fingered away he could not sup- press a smile — and then rising, said : " Well, men, I yield as a prisoner of war." ' You have been shamming," they said, "you d Yankee scoundi'el, have you?" " Certainly, everything is fair in war." They then commenced to abuse him a? a d Yankee this and a d Yankee that, when the Captam turned upon them and said — " I have yielded as a prisoner of Avar : I demand to be used as such. We in the North know now to treat dogs better than you do men ; now lead me to your com- manding officer." They gave him another volley of abuse, at wli eh he merely smiled, and then a sliell, fired by the Federal artillery to the place where the Captain was seen to enter, burst like the wind amongst them — skin- ning the Captain^s nose and scattering the Confederates like chaff. Seizing their muskets, they pointed two of them at him, and said, " come along, you d Yan- kee ! " He still continued conversation, in order to gain time, when another shell bursting amongst them, they moved ow GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL H E U O I 8 .>I , ETC, 2tJ3 further, calling to their prisoner to " come on," the latter responding : " Go ahead, lead the way, quick." Montgomery now saw a favorable mo- ment, and preferring freedom to a South- ern prison, made one bound into the woods and went back a> fast as one leg would carry him, to the Federal lines. He was very much exhausted, and was carried to the rear by some men and placed under a tree, when, with suitable stimulants and care, he soon gained strength, and, calling lor an extra horse, was lifted upon his back, and returned to the field, where he had the pleasure of once more reporting himself to General Newton for duty, and received the warmest greetmg from that officer. Lieutenant Davis's delicate little Task. Lieutenant Frank C. Davis, Company D, Third Pemisylvania cavalry, performed a gallant exploit when the army of the Potomac was at Fair Oak station, in May, 1862. General McClellan was very anx- ious to communicate with the gunboats on the James river ; and Lieutenant Da- vis, with one sergeant and ten men, was detailed for this purpose by Colonel Av- erill. It was of the utmost importance that the communication should be opened. It was a known fact that the enemy were picketed all through that region, and the danger of capture was imminent. It was only by shrewd dodging from point to point that the Lieutenant consummated his errand successfully. The distance was some fifteen miles, but the party were obliged to make some twenty-five miles before reaching their destination. It was on a Sunday morning that Lieutenant Davis and Sergeant Vandergrift, with the command of ten picked men, started in the direction of the James river, to reach the point opposite City Point. After pro- ceeding about four miles, he learned that six of the enemy's pickets were posted in tlie woods near by. He avoidi^d these, and about one mile further on came across a negro, who stated that about three hun- dred yards further on were twelve mounted rebel pickets at a house. The Lieutenant avoided the latter by making a detour to the left, and took a by-road, leading over to the Richmond and Charles City road. The night before, some seventy-five Con- federate cavalry passed up this road, but were not ui sight at this time. The white Lieut Davis. people all along the way were terrified at the sight of Union soldiers, as this small party was the first they had ever seen. A short time previous to the arrival of the Union party at this point, a secession foraging party had passed down the road ; and the Unic n troops were now between two pai'ties. In no wise daunted, they proceeded up the road toward Richmond, about four miles, through a deep wood, and came out at an opening and caught sight of the river, some three miles in the distance. The Lieutenant halted here and hid his men in the woods, then pro- ceeded alone to a cross-road, to reach an eminence that gave him a view of the country around ; while there, one of the 264 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION. Union gunboats threw a shell into a seces- sion party some distance above. The Lieutenant then returned to liis command, avoiding the Richmond road, as it was full of the enemy, apparently. He got a negro, belonging to Mr. Hill Carter, to pilot him down to the landing. The darkey stated that his master had acted as Colonel in the Confederate army at Wil- liamsburg, but he got enough of it, and had left the service. While passing through this man's plantation the old chap himself rode down and demtmded, "Are you Yankee troops or Confed- erate?" The Lieutenant answered that they were Union troops. Mr. Carter then stated that he did not allow Confederate troops to come on his plantation, as the gunboats shelled them, and would soon destroy his house. The Lieutenant as- sured him that he should be protected as far as they went. The Lieutenant got an old boat and two slaves to row him out to the Galena, Captain Rodgers ; and when about half a mile from the boat he was met by a cutter from Jhe ship. The mes- sage delivered was verbal, as the under- taking was very hazardous, and no writing was given. It was a gallant exploit all through, and was the first communication opened with the army. The party re- turned in the night, and reached camp at eleven o'clock on Monday morning, where a warm and deserved greeting awaited them, and the commandmg General signi- fied his appreciation of the importance of the imdertaking, and the promptness and skill with which it was consummated, by an official letter of thanks. While the Lieutenant was on board the Galena, a squadron of the Confederate cavalry entered the small town on the opposite side of the James river at City Point, at the mouth of the Appomattox river. Two shells were tlu-own amouirst tliem, as additions to their number, but they hastily ignored the new * company.* Too Brave a Man to Disarm. One of the earliest acts in the great drama of the rebellion was the capture of the United States arsenal at Apalachicola, at the mouth of the Chattahoocbee river, by the troops of the State of Florida. Jn consequence of the weakness of the com- mand, an entrance was gained. Mr. Powell, who had been in the service of the United States some twenty years, and had com- mand of the place, acted in a gallant man- ner. After the troops had entered, he faced the line and thus addressed them : " Officers and Soldiers : Five min- utes ago I was the commander of this arsenal ; but, in consequence of the weak- ness of my command, I am obliged to sur- render — an act which I have hitherto never had to do during my whole mihtary career. If I had had a force equal to, or even half the strength of your own, I'll be if you would have entered that gate until you walked over my dead body. You see that I have but tJiree men. These are laborers, and can not contend against you. I now consider myself a prisoner of war. Take my sword, Captain Jones ! " Captain Jones received Commandn- Powell's sword, and then returned it to him, addressing him as follows: " My dear sir ! take your sword ! You are too brave a man to disarm ! " The whole command then gave three cheers for the gallant Powell. Promises of Bravery in Advance. Among the secession flags captured by the Federals in their rout of the Confeder- ates at Philippi, Western Virginia, was a very beautiful silk banner which had been presented to a brave secession Captain, only tlie evening before the rout, by some fair secession ladies. On receiving the flag, the captain had made a gallant speech, assuring the bewitcliiiig donors that it should lead him and his company ever to victory or death ; tluit wliere the battle was thickest there it should wave ; that it GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 265 should never trail dishonored in the mire — that rather would he spill his life's blood in its defence, and, dying, wrap his body in its gorgeous and defiant folds. But, alas ! when that unmannerly cannon ball from the Cleveland artillery on the hill went crashing through the camp, this heroic Captain forgot all about the flag he had received with such exquisite gallantry the night before, and led the column — out of danger as fast as their legs could carry them. ♦ " Go on with the Fig-ht— Don't Stop for Me." In the fight at Great Bethel, Orderly Sergeant Goodfellow, of Colonel Allen's regiment, was mortally wounded in the breast. He handed his musket to a com- rade, and several flocked around him. " Oh," said he, " I guess I've got to go," and he placed his hand upon the wound. " Oh, don't mind me, boys," he continued, " go on Avith the fight ; don't stop for me ! " and pressing away those who attempted to support him, he sank down upon the ground. Just at that instant his Colonel passed, and looking up to him he gasped, " Good bye. Colonel ! " Colonel Alten turned ghastly white as he observed it. He bit his lips, too much moved to speak, and rushed on to avenge his death. " Oh, for Four Regiments ! " It is a fact acknowledged even by the rebel commanders themselves, that at the battle of Bull Run, the fortunes of the day were for a time evidently against them. Between two and three o'clock large numbers of men were leaving the field, some of them wounded, others ex- hausted by the long struggle ; some of the best Confederate officers had been slain, and the flower of their army lay strewn upon the field. The resxdt of that hour hung trembling in the balance. Among other high officers wounded was Colonel Hampton ; but there was at hand the General whose reputation as a commander was in the die, on this battle, — Gen- 17 eral Beauregard, — who promptly led the Hampton Legion into battle. Just at this critical moment, General Johnston was heard to exclaim in agonizing energy to General Cock, " Oh, for four Regiments! " His wish was answered, for in the distance the rebel re-enforcements appeared. The tide of battle turned in their favor by the arrival of General Kirby Smith, from Winchester, with four thousand men of General Johnston's division. General Smith heard, while on tlie Manassas rail- road cars, the roar of battle. He stopped the train and hurried his troops across the fields, to the point just where he was most needed. They were at first supposed by the rebels to be Federal troops, their ar- rival at that point of the field being so en- tirely unexpected. Cheer after cheer went up from the Confederate Unes, and by them the battle was won. Ben. Phillips, the Hoary Old Bloodhound. An old Virginia trapper of considerable notoriety ' in his way,' Ben. Phillips by name, and for many years a resident of Hampton, was coming up the road near that town one afternoon, armed with a double-barreled gun. Seeing a buggy some distance ahead of him, he slipped into the woods and waited its approach. He soon discovered two Federal officers seated in a buggy, and saw from their dis- tressed appearance that they were in no condition to do liim much damage. They hailed him as they passed, asking who he was, to which he responded in a way to suit his own purpose. As soon as they passed on, the old man let fly both barrels of his gun in rapid succession into the back of the buggy. A death-yell was heard, and one of the officers leaped out and took to the woods. The other fell forward, and the buggy passed on. Ben. had previously killed, at different times, nine of the Federal scouts, — affording a good specimen of Virginia Chivahy ; a hoary old bloodhound. 266 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION Western Regiments on a Charge at Fort Donelson. At the battle of Fort Donelson, Gener- al Wallace ordered the Eighth Missouri and Eleventh Indiana to retake the hill from which the first brigade had been driven in the morning. Colonel Smith, commanding the second brigade, rode up, and in a clear, loud, ringing voice, gave the word of command. Colonel McGin- nis, as calm and self-possessed as if on dress parade, repeated the order, and in double-quick the two regiments, the Mis- souri in the lead, moved forward. The hill proposed to be stormed was about a mile to the right of the Union position when the order was given. As they went forward they met bands of straggling soldiers of the various regiments that had been engaged in the morning, and who would shout out — " Boys, you'll catch hell there on the liill ! " " We were cut to pieces there this morning ! " " There are seven regiments there all armed ! " etc., etc. But the two regiments moved steadily onward, notwithstanding the foreboding fears so freely and earnestly expressed by those who were just freed from the field of strife — and not a soldier of the little brigade seemed to hesitate or falter in the least. " No man was there dismayed — Take the hill .' " Wallace said. The ravine was reached, the two regi- ments in line, the Missouri in the lead, and up the hill they start. When about half way up they were met by a most fearful volley of musketry, while a sheet of flame seemed to burst from every bush and tree and log, and the leaden messen- gers of death sped in every direction. Our men saved their lives by their faith- ful practice of the Zouave drill — throwing themselves flat on their faces when the rebels poured in their hottest volleys — leading while on their backs, and never, indeed, upon their feet except when upon the advance after receiving the enemy's fire, or in returning fire. This was a new thing to the rebels, and in which they were not prepared to imitate. Seeing that our brave Zouaves were comparative- ly miharmed by their fiercest volleys, they began to give ground, and were evidently panic-stricken. " On, men, on ! " cried Colonel Smith. " Forward, Zouaves ! '' repeated McGinnis. With a cheer which made the old hills ring again, and which struck terror to the hearts of the retreating rebels, the two regiments rushed up the hill, drivmg the enemy straight into their entrenchments. So soon as they were farily behind their fortifications the rebels opened upon the Eighth and Eleventh with grape shot and shell. Here several of the Eleventh were killed while lying flat upon their faces- One of the rebel gunners, a Hoosier from Evansville, and who knew the Eleventh Indiana when they approached, cried out, '' Here comes those — Zouaves — fire low, boys, if you wish to do any good ! " They accordingly depressed their guns, and began to throw shells right into our ranks. Nijjht interveninjj, our men were drawn back a few himdred feet under the brow of the hill, wdiere they slept with their arms in their hands, ardently wishing for the morning, when, under the protec- tion of our guns, which General Wallace ordered up, they expected to storm the fortifications. Alas ! for the poor wounded soldier on the battle-field ! Every possible aid was given them, yet all night long their groans could be heard, and their cries for water and for help. Many of the Eleventh wounded lay out in the open field exposed twenty-four hours to the cold and the ten- der mercies of the rebels, who stripped many of them nearly naked. Whiz-z-z and Whist. One of the most daring feats performed in connection with tlie Island No. 10 strug- gle, was the planting of a battery by the boys of the Forty-third Indiana, at Rud' GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC 267 die's Point, ou the Missouri shore — in the very eyes and teeth of the rebels. Until they opened fire, the rebels did not appear to be aware, even, of their new position. Their gunboats soon fired up, however, to attack them, as the new position would cut them off from an important military depot, imless the Federals were driven away. Their attack by live heavy gunboats was ter- rific. So thick and fast they sent their shot and shell that the Union artillery were at times for fifteen or twenty minutes unable to show a head above the parapet to load or fire. The Federal guns, however, were well manned, and though only two against twenty, the enemy finally hauled off. On- ly one man -an artillery man — was killed on our side. The men in the pits took the thing very coolly. In the intervals between the discharges, more or less of them would rise vip to look around ; but when the smoke on one of the boats told them that shot or shell was coming, the cry was '" Down ! " and every head disap- peared. Notwithstanding the hi-sing, screaming and whistling of the shot, round and conical, and the bursting of sliells around and over them, they indulged in jests, and many of them Avere found deep- ly engrossed in games of cards. The remnants of shells fell into several of the pits. One pit was knocked in by a thirty- two pound shot, and buried the men in it a foot deep in sand. They kicked out, and laughingly dug their pit anew. Capital Ruse to Save Spring-field. Previous to the attack on Springfield by Major Zagonyi, Major White of the Prairie Scouts was captured by the enemy but was recaptured on the same night by a detachment of Home Guards, and ]iro- •ceeded to Springfield, then held by only eleven men. Of these he at once assumed command. While liolding the town with this scant force, the rebels sent in a fiag of truce, asking permission to bury their dead. Nine of his men were on picket duty — his whole garrison force consisted of him- self and two others. At first he scarcely knew what to do, for had the enemy sup- posed there were no greater force in town they would have retaken it, and perhaps massacred every man. In this strait he resorted to a ruse, which met with good success. Gettmg the bearer of the flao- Major Ziigouyi. into the hospital, under the pretense that it would be unsafe were any of his men to see him, he told him that General Si- gel was in command of the town, and it would be necessary to send the request to him. He then took one of his men out- side, gave him proper instructions, and then re-entered and engaged the confeder- ate in conversation. In an hour or so, the man returned, and expressing General Sigel's I'egrets that, being mounted, he could not return a written answer to the request, gave the desired permission to bury the dead. The flag soon left, firm in the belief that an immense National force were encamped on the south and east of the town. Albert, the Drummer Boy of the Massachu- setts Twenty-thii-d. Albert Munson, of Marblehead, was a little hero, fifteen years of age, \\ho could merrily play Yankee Doodle and tlie Siar Spangled Banner, and, struck by his bold and inspiring manner, Colonel Kurtz ap- pointed him as a drunmier in one of the companies of the Massachusetts Twenty- 268 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. third. His father was attached to the same regiment. They sailed in the Burnside expedition ; and at the battle of Roanoke Island, after a weary march through slime and Avater, they came in sight of the enemy's battery. " Who will go and take it ? " asked the General commanding. " The Massachu- setts Twenty-third," was the quick reply. " Forward, then, double-qvxick ! " and in the teeth of a galling fire they rushed to tlieir death as it had been to their bridal. The father fell wounded by his side, but tlie son heeded him not ; his Avhole soul had lost itself in the work before him. " Look at that child ! " said one officer to another ; " no wonder we conquer when boys fight so." " Didn't I say they should run to the old tunes ? " and seizing a disabled revolv- er for a drum-stick, he struck up, in a wondrously defiant way, our impudent old strain of Yankee Doodle. A flying rebel heard it, and looking back, took sure aim at Albert. A man near the boy saw the deadly aim, but tried to pidl Albert down, but he stood his ground, and the ball did not fail to do its fatal work. His knightly Colonel's arms held the brave boy, and all bent eagerly to hear his last words ; — " Which beat — quick, tell me ? " Tears ran down the blackened faces, and one, in a voice husky with sobs, said, " We, Albert, the field is ours." The ears death had already deadened caught no sound, and his slight hand fluttered impatiently as again he gasped, " What ? tell quick ! " " We beat 'em intirely, me boy," said a big Irish sergeant, who was crying like a child. Albert heard then, and his voice was as strong as ever as he answered, " Why don't you go after 'em ? Don't mind me, I'll catch up — I'm a little cold, but running will warm me." He never sipoke again. Island Volunteers, accompanied her hus- band to the war, and he was severely wounded at Newbem. Mrs. Brownell was Avith the Third Rhode Island regi' ment at the battle of Bull Run, having been adopted as the ' child of the regi- ment ' by General Burnside, then Colonel. She Avas on the field at the battle of Roa- noke Island, in spite of the many efforts to keep her out of the way of danger. At Mrs. Bro'wnell, the Heroine of Ne'wrbem. Mrs. BroAvnell, wife of Orderly- Ser- geant R. S. Brownell, of the Fifth Rhode Mrs ISrowiiell. the battle of Newbern she exhibited that presence of mind and bravery Avhich proved her a woman of the most heroic character. She was on the field during the whole of the engagement, attending to the Avonnded, and giving encouragement by her fortitude and presence to the sol- diers. When the standai-d-bearer of the Sixth regiment fell, she seized .the banner, and, carrying it across the field, received a flesh-wound. She brought with her to the North a Secessia rifle, Avhich she found after the battle — a prize of no little value. Appointment of Mrs. Reynolds as Major in the Army. Governor Yates, of Illinois, paid a rath- er unusual but Avell-merited compliment to Mrs. Reynolds, Avife of Lieutenant Rey- nolds, of Company A, Seventeenth Illinois regiment, and a resident of that city. Gil" XT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 269 Mrs. Reynolds accompanied her husband tliroiigh the greater part of the campaign tlirough which the Seventeenth passed, sharing with him the dangers and priva- tions of a soldier's life. She was present at the battle of Pittsburg Landing, and like a ministering angel attended to the Avants of as many of the wounded and dying soldiers as she could, thus wiiming the gratitude and esteem of the brave fel- lows by whom she was surrounded. Gov- ernor Yates, hearing of her heroic and praiseworthy conduct, presented her with a commission as Major in the army, the document conferrmg the well-merited hon- or being made out with all due formality, and having attached the great seal of the State. Probably no lady in America ever before had such a distinguished military honor conferred upon her. Safeg-uard for Body and Soul. Charlie Merrill, a young Massachusetts soldier, had an ounce ball pass through his head during the battle of Fredericks- burg. It entered near his right eye and was extracted behind his left ear. Anoth- er ball would have entered a vital part of his body had it not been arrested by a Tes- tament, in which it lodged. When this safe- 2;uard was shown the President, he sent fo the hospital a handsome pocket Bible, in which, as an evidence of his warm re- gard, he caused to be inscribed : " Chai-les W. Merrill, Co. A., 19th Massachusetts, from A. Lincoln." One of the Most Brilliant Achievements of the War. An incident occurred to the rebel forces stationed in the shore batteries at Island No. 10, which illustrates how easily, fortu- itously, or perhaps it ought rather in this case to be said providentially, an anny may be caught in a position from which it is impossible to escape. About five thou- sand men were stationed in and about the shore batteries. On Sunday night, as soon as they saw the Pittsbui-g run the blockade in safety, and knowing that the transports to convey General Pope's forces across the Mississippi had been got through the slough, and that very soon a strong force would be in their rear, they aban- doned their camp and all its contents on Monday afternoon, and left for Tipton- ville, only five miles distant by land, but by the river fifteen miles below New Ma- drid, hoping thence to escape by their transports. But on reaching the little town, what was their surprise to find the gunboats Carondelet and Pittsburg moored to the shore. On the left was a swamp through which runs the outlet of Reelfoot Lake, in front were the gunboats, on the right was the Mississippi, and they found, when too late. General Paine, witli a strong force, posted in their rear. The rebels were caught in a trap from whii h there was no possible escape. A blood- less victory, with two thousand prisoners, was the immediate result. Great num- bers fled to the swamps, but were soon glad to surrender, raising the whole num- ber of prisoners taken there, at the Island, and other places, to near five thousand men. Thus, what the rebels acknowl- edged to be the key to the Mississippi, a position strong by nature, and fortified with consummate skill and great expense, and defended by five thousand men and one hundred cannon in battery, most of them very heavy, and numbers of them rifled, was taken, and the whole army cap- tured by General Pope and Commodore Foote, without the loss of a single man. History will record it as, taken all in all, one of the most wonderful and brilliant achievements of the war. Sources of Merriment in Camp. The funniest animal in the world is a little negro when he " lets himself out," and their antics are a continual source of merriment in camp — a monkey is nowhere in comparison. Nor are they lacking in shi-ewdness, and that readiness in repartee 2T0 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION, which characterizes the native-bom Irish- man. A Chaplain in General Grant's army — when the latter was falling back from Ox- ford, Mississippi, after Van Dorn's move- ment on Holly Springs — gives an account of the motions of two little yellow fellows who had caught an old mule, and were follow- ing the rear of a regiment in advance. The older was probably ten years of age, and the other — his brother — a year younger. Passing through a strip of woods, the yomiger, who rode behind, holding to his brother with both hands, had his cap knocked off by the protruding limb of a tree, and he began to cry. " Riding up," says the Chaplain, " I told him not to cry, and asked a soldier to hand him his cap, which was done cheerfully. The little fellow was " all right " in a moment, and politely thanked us. ' Now,' says I, ' you must take better care, and not lose your cap again. AVhen you are traveling under trees, hold on to your brother with one hand and your cap with the other." The older one turned arovmd, and with a very dignified and grateful air said, " Thanky, Sar ; thanky, Sar. Dat's jist it, Sar. Dat's what I tell 'im, Sar. But ye see, Sar, he never trabble none before, Sar ! " The Chaplain concluded that, under this combined advice, the little fellow long since became an experienced " trabbler." Black Squalls. The Lieutenant-Colonel and Major of the Ohio Regiment of Infantry, had each a ' contraband ' as servant. ' Jim ' belonged to the Lieutenant- Colonel, and ' Harvey ' to the Major. One day the Lieutenant-Colonel, hearing a disturbance in the rear of his tent, went out and found Jim and Harvey engaged in the amicable occupation of throwing boulders at each others' heads. After quelling the dis- order the Lieutenant-Colonel demanded an explanation of the row. Jim replied in his justification as follows : That boy Harvey is de most ungratefulest nigger I ever saw. He had'nt no good place, and I brought him up to the Major, and intro- duced him to de Major, and spoke well of him to de Major, and got him a good place wid de Major, and now he's puttin' on more airs dan de Major." Failed to Hold his Position : General Palmer to G-eneral Pope. As the Army of the Mississippi, under General Halleck, was approaching Cor- inth, General Pope, commanding the left wing, threw out a force toward Farming- ton, and General Palmer was ordered to occupy the ground with his brigade, the rest of the force returning to camp. The next morning the enemy, under Generals Price and Van Dorn, made an advance in force, and General Pope sent an orderly to incjuire if Palmer could hold his posi- tion. " Tell General Pope that I can hold my position against the world, the flesh, and the devil ! " Gen. Pope. Before long, however, the rebels — foi they were many thousand strong — com- pelled the brigade to fall back upon the reinforcements which were ordered up. The affair being over, General Palmer rode to the head-quarters to report, and his GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 271 appearance was the signal for a hearty laugh from the officers present. "How is it, Pahuer?" said General Pope, as he entered the tent. " "Well, General," said the gallant Pal- mer, " I can stand the world, but the devil was too much for me ! " Hoosier Straightforwardness. An Indiana Chaplain at one of the camps near Corinth selected, for singing, the hymn commencing — 'Show pity, Lord, Oh, Lord, forgive; Let a repentant rebel live.' He had scarcely uttered the last word of this line, when a private soldier in his congregation — an old man and a zealous Christian — earnestly cried out, " No, Lord, unless they lay down their arms." While the clergyman was offering the concluding prayer, a rifle shot was heard as if from our pickets a mile beyond. The report of the gun was immediately followed by an exclamation from the same venerable Hoosier — " Lord, if that's a Union shot, send the bullet straight ; an' if it ain't, hit a tree with it. Lord ! " Strong- Professional Illustration. The New York One-hundred and Sev- enth supported Cotheren's battery, at the battle of Antietam. During the hottest part of the fight, the enemy massed them- selves opposite our front, for an assault on Cotheren's position. The battery was short of ammunition, and so reserved their fire, while throughout the whole field there came a lull in the tumult. The rebels advanced in a solid mass, with a precision of movement perfectly beautiful. It was a moment which tried the nerves of the bravest. In the mean time one of the lads — a noted sporting character from Elmira — ^becoming quite interested in the aflair, had climbed a rock where he could view the whole scene He occupied the place unmindful of the bullets which were buzzing like bees all around. The rebels came on vmtil the boys could see their faces and then Cotheren poured the can- ister into them. Tlie advancing column was literally torn to pieces by the fire. At this, the lad on the rock became fran- tic in his demonstrations of delight, and as one of the battery sections sent a shrapnel which mowed down a long row of Johnnies, he swung his cap, and, shout- ing so that the flying rebs could have heard him, sung out, Bull-e-e-e-e ! Set 'em up on the other alley ! " Encounter of Picket "Wits. At times, the rebel and Union pickets were quite communicative, as the follow- ing dialogue which occurred at Yorktown between Joe D., of Leeds, Wisconsin, and one of the graybacks, when within ten rods of each other, will show. The par- ties were separated by a low, deep swale, covered with water and thick brush, com- pletely concealing the parties. Joe hear- ing a noise on the other side, yelled out in a loud voice. Hallo, Mike ! Have you got any to- bacco ? Secesh — with a strong Hibernian accent — Yes, be jabers, and whiskey too. Joe — Come over, we'll have a quiet smoke ! Secesh — I'll meet you half way. Joe agi'eed to do so, and advanced some distance through brush and water, and then stopped. Secesh — Where the divU are ye ? Are ye comin' ? Joe — I'm half way now. Can't go any further without swimming. Secesh — Hav'nt ye a boat ? Joe — No, I have not. Secesh — Where's yer gunboat ? Joe — Do'vvn taking care of the Merri. mac. Secesh — Then come over in that big balloon. [Much laughter along the rebel Hues.] Joe — Have you a boat ? Secesh — I have, sure, and I'm coming over. 272 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, Joe then inquires the news of the day, and if his companion had a Norfolk Day Book. Secesh replied — I have. Have you got a Trihune'? Joe answered that he had not. Secesh — Where is General Buell ? Joe — BueU's aU right, and surrounds Beauregard. Secesh — Where's General Prentiss ? Where's Saxton? Joe — Where's Johnston? [Another rebel laugh.] Joe — How about Island No. 10? Secesh — That's evacuated. Joe — How is it that you left one hun- dred guns and six thousand prisoners ? General Saxton. Secesh — Sure, they (the prisoners) were not much account. Joe — How about Fort Pulaski ? Secesh — That be blowed ! It was only a rebel sand bank. But teU me, what made ye leave Bull Rvm ? Dick B. (Union) — We had marching orders ! This caused great laughter among the rebels, some exclaiming, " Bully Boy ! " Dick B.— Where's Zollicoifer ^ Secesh — Gone up the spout. Joe — Why don't you come over ? Secesh — Can't get tlu-ough the brush ! At this moment a rebel bullet came whizzing over by our men, and Joe angrily inquired who fired. Secesli — Some fool over this way. An order was then issued to cease firing. Joe — Ain't you coming? What regi- ment do you belong to ? Secesh — Eighteenth Florida. What regiment do you ? Joe — Berdan's First regiment Sharp' shooters. Some of his comrades here warned liim to look out. Secesh — Would you shoot a fellow ? Joe — No! but I will stack arms and smoke with you, if you will come over. Here a rebel officer ordered him back, and the secessionist refused to communi- cate further. " Glorious to Die for One's Country." In the sanguinary battle of Antietam an officer of a Massachusetts regiment was mortally womided. He had passed unhurt through the thickest of the fight. At one time, when his regiment had cap- tured a flag from the enemy, he seized it, and, waving it proudly in the air, galloped fearlessly up and down the lines, his men cheering most lustily, and the bullets fall- ing about him like hail. Later in the day, and when in a comparatively sheltered position, a random shot struck him, from the effects of which he died two days afterward. As he lay near to death, and conscious of his approachmg end, the musicians of the regiment happened to pass by. He called to them with a cheerful voice, and asked them to play the Star Spangled Baimer. They played the gi-and old tune, and as he Hstened, the countenance of the dying soldier beamed with joy. He heard no more music until he heard that of heaven. He inquired the result of the battle, and, when told it was a victory, triumphantly exclaimed, " Oh ! it is glori- ous to die for one's countiy at such a time as this!" Then, speaking in tlie most GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 273 affecting manner to his Chaplain, who was with him to the last moment, he said, " Tell my mother I love her. Tell her I feel I have a God and Father in heaven. Tell her I trust fully in my Lord Jesus Christ." These were the last words he uttered. Cotixtesies of Picket Life. When oui" army was m the Chickahom- iny swamps, before Richmond, just at the breakfast hour, when the aroma of good and he broke out : " Well, I hke the looks of things here. I believe I won't go back." And he didn't. Raw Recruits on Camp-Guard. It happens to the new recruit that, sooner or later, he has to be posted on camp guard for the first time, and this was the lot of our " intelligent " friend who figures below. Rebel cavalry was known to be in the vicinity of the Federals, and as there were expectations of an attack, Courtesies of Picket Life. coffee is doubly delicious, our pickets were accosted by a voice from the rebel side, only a few rods distant, with — * Hallo, there!" " Hallo yourself ! " "What you doing over there ? " " Making some coffee. Have some ? " " Will you let me come over ? " " Yes." " AVill you let me come back?" "Yes." "Honor bright?" "Yes." And over he came. His coffee drank, he smacked his hps, and said : " Well, that's very nice. We don't get any of that on our side ;" then casting his eyes around, scrutinizing the neat appearance of our men, he continued : "Well, you look very comfortable. All of you live so?" " Yes." A few moments more of silence. the new recruit placed on guard was in- structed, if there was any firing on the picket line, to report it instantly. In the course of the evening he observed a fire in the direction of the pickets, which the "reserve" had built for their personal comfort. Supposing this to be the very thing he was cautioned about, ' Raw ' drop- ped his gun and started through camp yel- Img at the top of his voice, " Fire on the pickets ! fire on the pickets ! " Thus sum- moned, every man was in line in a twink- ling, breathlessly awaiting the expected foe. But when the cause of alarm was explained, the yells and shouts that greeted our new soldier can only be understood by 274 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, those who have heard a battalion of sol- diers chjeer. Jeff. Davis's Trap for Grant. On the 6th of November, 1863, one of the rebel journals in Richmond said that "whether General Grant intends to ad- vance or is preparing to retreat from Chattanooga, he must be defeated either on the south side of the Tennessee or on his retreat to Nashville." General Grant had, however, no inten- tion of retreating. About this time the rebel President paid a visit to Bragg's army, to ascertain the true condition of affairs, and it is reported that the following scene occurred on the summit of Lookout Mountain : Looking down one bright day from the lofty eminence commanding a clear view into four States, and a very distant view into a fifth, Davis saw Grant's army almost beneath his feet ; across the valley, work- ing like beavers on their fortifications : " I have them now," said he, " in just the trap I set for them." To which Lieutenant- General Pember- ton, who was sitting on horseback beside him, replied : "Mr. Davis, you are Commander-in- Chief, and you are here. You think the enemy are in a trap, and can be captured by vigorous assault. I have been blamed for not having ordered a general attack on the enemy when they Avere drawing around me their lines of circumvallation at Vicksburg. Do you now order an at- tack on those troops down there below us, and I will set you my life that not one — man of the attacking colunui will ever come back across that valley, except as a prisoner." Sherman's CotLrage before the Enemy. The advance of General Grant's army before Chattanooga commenced Nov. 23d, 1863. It involved one of the hardest fought and most protracted struggles of the war, and one which crowned the Union arms with undying renown. General Howard's corps was selected by Grant to open communications by the east side of the Temiessee river with General Sher- man. Learning that General Sherman's position was not over two miles and a half distant. General Howard sent one of his staff on the dangerous mission of finding General Sherman alone. The skirmishers were thrown forward until the line became dangerously extended, and none of Gen- eral Sherman's troops were found. The staff officer departed on his mission of danger ; but by keeping close to the river succeeded in ci'ossmg and re-crossing the gap without being captured. General Howard, on receiving his report, ordered the division to push further to the left, and started out to seek General Sherman. They soon met, Sherman, on the north end of the bridge, dressed loosely, with a worn overcoat thrown around him, was directing the completion of the bridge : and, as soon as the boat was put in, sprang over and shook the hand of the princely Howard. It was exactly at noon. In about „an hour after the meeting of Howard and Sherman, the latter gave his orders to prepare for an attack. The drizzly rain began to fall, and the object of the assault was soon hid from view. General Sherman stood on a prominent hill to the left of the pontoon bridge, and hav- ing succeeded, with the aid of two order- lies, an^ in despite of the rain, in lighting a cigar, stood puffing away at one end, chewiiag at the other, and observing all that could be seen in the country before him. Around him were gathered at this time Generals Frank Blair, Morgan L. Smith, Ewing, John W. Corse, and How- ard. The troops of the several divisions were encamped just in front of him, Avhile on the left and rear Davis's artillery was thimdering over the bridge. In a very quiet tone Sherman gave his orders to form for the assault, remarking that the enemy was reported heavy on his front. The formation as ordered, Avas GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 275 echelon on the left, General Morgan L. Smiths division being the left, John E. Smith the centre, and Ewing the right. The left was to keep well toward the Chicamauga Creek, Sherman remarking: " I want you to keep up the formation, four hundred yards distance, imtil you get to the foot of the hill." " And shall we keep it after that ? " asked Ewing. " You may go up the hill," answered Sherman, " if you like, and can." General Davis having got into position, and the troops having been arranged as ordered. General Sherman gave the orders to move to the assault. They were couch- ed in calm, laconic, unpretentious terms, as follows : " I see Davis is up. / guess you may as well go on, and take the hill." In a few moments after, the three col- umns were moving. But it was not destined that Tuesday should witness the great conflict for those hills. The doings of that day were more of a preliminary than a decisive cast, the latter being reserved for the succeeding day's history. The sequel of the fight — the next morning's handsome epilogue to the night's drama — is well known ; its laurels are yet fresh and green. Sherman carried the end of Missionary Ridge, and the troops from Lookout Valley carried the pouit of the momitain. Battle -with Snow Balls at Chattanoog-a. On the 22d of March, while our army was at Chattanooga, the earth was covered with a beautiful sheet of snow, measuring one foot deep on a level. Such a thing was never known before, at such a time of year, and the residents there, including that inevitable "oldest inhabitant," all agreed that such a thing was never known before at the season — indeed, no such depth of snow, at any part of the year, in that region of the " sunny South," had been known for twenty-three years past. The soldiers found an inconceivable amount of fun in it. Early in the morning the town was alive with the merry shouts of Uncle Samuel's blue coats, engaged in the exhil- arating pastime of snow-balling. Gradu- ally the fun assumed immense proportions. The fight waxed hot and furious ; and whole regiments were ranged in battle ar- ray, opposed in friendly combat. Officers and men partook of the sport ; breast- works were formed of the snow, and the boys, led on by their officers, threw out their skirmishers, formed the flanking par- ties, and opened the fight. The battle, though a sham one, was most exciting. One regiment had formed behind breast- works, had thrown out its pickets, and was all ready, aAvaiting the attack of its opponents. Each of the gallant lads was armed with a ball in each hand, and sev- eral lying ready at his feet. Soon another body was seen to come over the top of a hill in front of the fort, Avith skirmishers thrown out, and in a few minutes the skirmishers of the advancing party were engaged with the pickets of the army in the front. They fought for some minutes, when the skirmishers being heavily rein- forced, the pickets retired to the interior of the fort, and prepared Avith the main body for the siege. It was not long de- layed, for the besiegers advanced actually to the fort, and wdth a yell rushed up to the very mouth of the embrasures. Then the fight commenced in earnest. For a time the boys in the fort had the best of it, for they had a good supply of ammuni- tion on hand ; but soon this was exhaust- ed, and the army inside had to manufac- ture their hand grenades of snow, the same as those on the outside. The besiegers climbed up the fort walls, making shot of the walls as they went, and such fun — such a scene for a few minutes ! It ended in the attacking party being driven ofi^. The battle was gone through with a second time, and on the third trial the be 276 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION siegers were more successful, for, detach- ing a party from the main body, and wind- ing them around the rear of the fort, they awaited patiently for the signal of the flanking party. The signal was not long in coming, and the two parties attacking the fort simultaneously from front and rear, compelled the garrison to surrender. The surrender was done m good miUtary style, the victors allowing them to evacu- ate with all the honors of war, and fists and necks and ears full of snow to boot. Splendid Service in a Bad Cause. Lamar Fontain proved himself one of the most daring of the many brave rebels in the Southwest, and his name will long be remembered with satisfaction by those whom he served so well in a bad cause. One of the most hazardous feats under- taken by Fontain was that by order of General Johnston — to bear a verbal dis- patch to General Pemberton, in Vicks- burg, and to carry a supply of percussion caps to the rebel troops in that besieged Gen. A Sidney Johnston. city. It was an enterprise of great peril, for Vicksburg was closely invested on all sides. The Federal Unes of circumvalla- tion extended from Snyder's Bluff, on the Yazoo, to Warrenton, on the Mississippi, and the rivers and their opposite shores were filled and lined with their forces. He was well mounted, and was burdened with forty pounds of percussion caps, be- sides his blanket and crutches. He had no use of liis broken leg, and could not walk a step without a crutch ; and in mounting his horse, he had to lift it over the saddle with his right hand. All this, however, he accomplished with much dex- terity and without assistance. He crossed Big Black River that night, and the next day got between the Federal Imes and the division of their army, which was at Mechanicsburg. He liid liis horse in a ravine, and ensconced himself in a fallen tree, overlooking the road, during the day. From his hiding place, he wit- nessed the retreat of the Yankees, Avho passed him in considerable haste and con- fusion. After their columns had gone by, and the night had made it safe for him to move, he continued his route in the direction of Snyder's Bluff. As he entered the tele- graphic road from Yazoo City to Vicks- burg, he was hailed by a picket, but dash- ed by him. A volley was fired at him by the Yankees, but he escaped unhurt, though a minie ball wounded his horse mortally — not, however, until the spirited animal had carried him safely to the bank of the Yazoo river, where he died, and left his rider afoot. He lost one of his crutches in makuig his escape, it being jerked from him by the limb of a tree, and he had no time to pick it up. With the assistance of one crutch, he carried his baggage, and groped along the Yazoo, until he providentially discovered a small log canoe, tied by a rope, within his reach. He pressed this into liis ser- vice, and paddled down the river luitil he met three Yankee gunboats coming up to Yazoo City. These he avoided by run- ning under some willows overhanging the water, and lying concealed until they pass- ed. Soon after he floated past Snyder's Bluff, which was illuminated, and alive with amusement on the part of the Yan- kees. He lay flat in his »;anoe, and could GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 27 harcUj be distinguished from a piece of drift wood — and thus he glided safely through the gunboats and barges of his foes. Before day, he reached the back- water of the Mississippi, and in the dark- ness missed the outlet of the Yazoo, and got into what is called " Old River." After searching in vain for a pass into the Mississippi, day dawned, and he dis- covered his mistake. He was forced to conceal his boat and liimself, and lie by for another day. He had been two days and nights without food, and began to suf- fer the pangs of hunger. At night he paddled back into the Yazoo, and descend-^ ed it to the IVIississippi, passing forty or fifty of the Federal transports. Only one man hailed him from the stem of a steam- boat, and asked him where he Avas going. He repUed that he was going to his fishing lines. In the bend, above Vicksburg, he floated by the mortar-fleet, lying flat in his canoe. The mortars were in full blast, bombai-ding the city. The next morning he tied a white handkerchief to his paddle, raised himself up, in the midst of the rebel picket-boats at Vicksburg, and gave a loud huzza for Jeff. Davis and the South- ern Confederacy, amid the vivas of the rebel sailors, who gave him a joyful re- ception, and assisted him to General Pem- berton's head-quarters. Having rested a day and a night in the city, he started forth with a dispatch from General Pemberton to General Johnston. He embarked in his same canoe, and soon reached the Union fleet below the city. He avoided their picket-boats on both shores, and floated near then' gunboats. He passed so near one of these, that through an open port-hole he could see men plapng cards and hear them converse. At Diamond Place he landed, and bade adieu to liis faithful " dugout." After hobbling through the bottom to the hills, lie reached the residence of a man who had been robbed of all his mules and horses, except an old, worthless gelding, and a half-broken colt. He gave him the choice of them, and he mounted the colt, but soon found tliat he traveled badly^ Unexpectedly he came upon a very fine horse in the bottom, tied by a blind-bridle, without a saddle. As a basket and old bag were lying near him, he inferred that a negro had left him there, and that a Yankee camp was not far distant. He exchanged bridles, and saddled the horse, and mounted him, after turning loose the colt. After riding so as to avoid the supposed position of the Yankees, he encountered one of them, who was returning from a successful plundering expedition, being loaded vnth chickens, and a bucket of honey. He commenced catechizing Fon- tain, who shot him dead by a pistol-bullet through his forehead. Fontain approached with caution the next settlement, where he hired a guide for fifty dollars, to pilot him to Hanker- son's Ferry, on Big Black River, which he vpished to reach near that point, w^ith- out following any road. The fellow he hired proved to be a traitor. When he got near the ferry, Fontain sent liim ahet.d, to ascertain wiiether any Yankees were m the vicinity. The conversation, and manners of the man had excited his suspicions, and as soon as he left him he concealed himself, but remained w^here he could watch his return. The man Avas gone much longer than Fontain expected ; but returned, and reported that the Avay was open and that no Yankees were near the ferry. After paying him, Fontain took the pre- caution to avoid the ferry, and to approach the river above it, instead of following the guide's directions. By this he flanked a force of the Yankees posted to intercept him ; but as he entered the road near the river bank, one of them, who seemed to be on the right flank of a long line of sen- tinels, suddenly rose up within ten feet of him, and ordered him to halt. He replied with a pistol shot, whicb killed the sentinel dead, and, Avheeling his 278 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, tiorse, galloped through the bottom up the river; but the Federals sent a shower •of ball after him, two of which wounded his right hand, injuring four of his fingers. One grazed his right leg, cutting two holes through his pantaloons, and another cut through one side of the sword scabbard. Seven bullets struck the horse, which reeled under him, but had strength and speed enough to bear him a mile from his pursuers, before he fell and died. Fon- tain then divided his clothes and arms into two packages, and swam Big Black River safely. He did not walk far before a lady supplied him with the only horse she had. On this he reached Raymond at two o'clock in the morning, changed his horse for a fresh one, carried his dispatch to Jackson that morning, and landed safely down home agfain. No Respect for the Tender Passion. When the Third Massachusetts cavalry was at Louisiana, Private C. P. Philbrick, of that regiment, rode out alone one day, within the enemy's lines, and captured a rebel Colonel, with an audacity that put chivalry to an immense disadvantage. Colonel Bi'adford was visiting his lovely affianced, at a plantation house four miles from Jackson, where he supposed himself entirely safe in her agreeable company, for the rebel pickets were right Avithin call. Philbrick, however, late at night, stole into the negro quarters, and learned from the slaves, who were always friendly, all that he wished to know. Quietly fast- ening his horse, he crept to the front door, burst it open, and pistol in hand, astonish- ed the assembled party with the sight of a Union soldier on the rampage. The scout thundered out his orders to an im- aginary company, tlu'ough the back Avin- dow, kicked over the whist table, smash- ing the goblets and a bottle of " Widow Cliquot" that had probably paid recent duty at Baton Rouge, disarmed the Colonel . and took both him and his servant prison- <'rs, mounted them on their own horses, and brought them off amid the tears and lamentations of the 'affianced' and her friends. Through by-roads the luilucky Colonel was brought safely to camp, and was soon on his way, with a letter of in- troduction, to head-quarters. The prison- er nearly ground up a fine set of natural teeth when he learnt that his amours had been broken in upon, and his capture ef- fected, by a single soldier, armed no bet- tei than himself Alas ! that war should have no respect even for the tender passion ! Fierce Artillery Duel. Probably one of the most spirited and hotly contested artillery duels of the war was the fight, one Friday afternoon in June, 1864, between Battery D, P"'ir.st Ohio, Captain Cockerell, and the en em}' in Georgia, who had just got into position on the Marietta road, — as the enemy fell back behind his works. For over two hours these antagonistic batteries, within six hundred yards of each other, kept up an incessant fire of shell and shot, during which Captain Cockerell threw at the enemy a full supply of am- munition, emptying his limbers and cais- sons. His guns were protected by the crest of the hill, his horses, also, being under cover. The rebel finally gave up to superior metal, moral and physical, and yielded the contest. Meantime, the Thirteenth New York Independent Battery of light twelves, con- nected with General Geary's division of Hooker's corps, was brouglit forward down the hill upon the run, and advanced to the top of a ridge confronting the enemy's works at a distance of four hundred yards, in fact on the very skirmish line. Here, sinking their guns so as partially to find protection imder the hill, Captain Wliee- ler and Lieutenant Bundy kept up a steady cannonade on the enemy's battery of eight guns on the opposite crest, doing terrible execution, cutting down Avhole forest trees, knocking away the logs and earthworks, GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUxVL HEROISM, ETC, 279 killing the rebel gunners, and so disabling them that they were compelled to detail men from the ranks to supply gunners. At one or two of the enemy's eight gun battery all the men but two were killed, and they crawled into a hole from the dreadful, annihilating fire. Midnight Charge of the Mule Brigade. During the advance of General Hook- er's command upon the enemy, near Look- out Mountain, an incident occurred which caused much merriment at the expense of the rebels. Hooker moved on Lookout Mountain very cautiously from the Avest side ; and it was while engaged in the movement up the valley, that a great stam- pede among the mules took place. It was in the dead of night, when both armies Avere resting from the fatigues of the pre- vious day, and the sentinel's tread Avas the only sound that disturbed the universal quiet. Rushing from the wagons, to the number of about thirty, the mules made for the enemy's lines like frightened sheep. The drivers Avere awakened by the noise, just in time to AAatness the disappearance of the animals through our advanced pick- ets. The enemy's pickets were not caught napping. Hearing the mule brigade tear- ing across the A^alley, they mistook them for Yankee cavalry charging, discharged their muskets at the supposed ' Yanks,' and fell back upon a battalion stationed a little in the rear of them, Avith the cry that the enemy was vipon them. The battalion, partaking of the alarm, sprang to arms only in time to hear the sound of the frightened mules, whose race was not checked by the volley from the pickets. They retreated also a short dis- tance to a point where a whole rebel brig- ade had stacked their arms, and were calmly dreaming of home and battle scenes. In rushed the battalion, more dead than alive from fright, Avith the exclamation — '■''Hooker has surprised us ; his cavalry is upon tCS; The valiant sons of Mars did not Avait to gather up their blankets or gmis, but made the fiistest pedestrian time on record back to the main force, leaving upon the field, for the mule brigade, over one thousand stand of arms, among wliich were three hundred new Enfield rifies. blankets, small arms, knapsacks, etc. Mean- time, our teamsters had given the alarm, and a force was sent out for the recovery of the mules, and in a few hours the expedition, inaugurated by the mules, returned to our lines with the valuable spoils. This midnight charge of the mule brig- ade is well Avorthy of a place in history. Through its aid a large amount of valuable stores and arms Avas secured, and Hooker was enabled to push his advance much nearer the point of ground contended for. Won his "Wager. A Seneca Indian, belonging to the four- teenth NeAv York artillery, made a bet that he Avould capture a rebel sharpshooter Avho Avas in a tree in front of our line in Virginia. He enveloped himself in pine boughs till he looked like a tree, and by Won his AVager. slow movements advanced near the sharp- shooter's roost. Here, Indian like, he pa- tiently Avaited until his prey had emptied his piece at one of our men, Avhen he sud- denly brought his musket to bear upon the reb, giving him no time to reload. The sharpshooter Avas taken at a disadvantage. 280 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, To the command to come down he readily assented, when the Lidian triumphantly marched him a prisoner into camp, and won his wager. No Dead Cavalry-Men. An anecdote is told of General Hooker, which shows that his opinion of one branch of the military seiwice was just right. Soon after he assumed command of the Army of the Potomac, he summoned to head-quarters all the principal cavalry officers in his command, twenty-five or tliirty in number. Arranged in a semi- circle facing him, he addressed them after this maimer, very coolly and with low voice at first, but warming as he proceed- ed : — " Gentlemen : I have called you to- gether to consult with you in regard to the cavalry arm of the service. I think it should be, and may be, made more effi- cient. It seems to me to be at present a very costly show — very expensive and very useless. Why, gentlemen," moving up and taking a step forward — " I'll be if I have ever seen or have ever heard of a dead cavalry-man ! " Sheridan and the Moonlight Picture. The night after the battle of Mission Ridge, General Sheridan went in pursuit of the flying enemy, and met with a sharp resistance near Chickamauga Station, some two miles beyond the Ridge. At about seven o'clock of that November evening he sent a regiment to take possession of a little promontory juttmg out into the val- ley, which would give him a vast advant- age. The musketry were briskly playing all the while, time was precious, the po.-^i- tion important, the regiment a long time executing the movement, and Sheridan, anxious and impatient, Avas watching the sky line to see the troops emerge from the shadows and move along the clear-cut crest of the promontory. The moon, then near the full, had just risen above the edge of the hill, when the battalions moved out of the darkness, and exactly across the moon's disc. There, for an instant, was the regiment, colors and gleaming arms in bold relief and motionless — a regiment transferred to heaven! And there was the moon, a great medallion struck in the twinkling of an eye, as if in honor of thftt deathless day. The General's eye brightened at the sight. Even there and then it was something to be thought of; to be seen but a moment — to be remem- bered forever. Very obliging- Picket at Morris Island. A somewhat singular circumstance oc- curred on picket one night at Morris Island. During the night a man named Henry Grand, of Company E, One Hun- dredth New York regiment, was killed while m discharge of his duty, and his body lay between the lines. Captain Ayres of the Third Rhode Island, shortly after the event had been made known, leaped upon the top of the last parallel and shouted to a rebel picket, " Here, you ; we have a man killed out there and want to bring his body in." " Well," replied the rebel, " three of you may come over for it." Whereupon Captain Ayres started with three men, making, including himself, four altogether. The rebel observing four men approaching him cried out before they had proceeded * far, " Halt." The com- mand having been complied with, the rebel continued thus : — " I said but three might come over — one must go back." Captain Ayi'es then returned, and was followed soon after by the three men bearing the dead body of their comrade. The rebel was certainly very obliging, and what mo- tive prompted him to extend such a privi- lege could not be easily accounted for. Incident of the One Hundred and Nineteenth New York Regiment. There was a small detachment of the One Hundred and Nineteenth New York which had advanced close up to the ene- my — so close that they had been compelled to halt for the time and throw up light GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 281 breastworks of logs as a defence. By some untoward mistake a party of twelve or fifteen men were ordered to advance beyond these works on picket duty. Though knowing that it was almost certain death to show their heads above the walls of their little fort, still they obeyed without question or hesitation. They had advanced scarcely more than a rod beyond their comrades, when a heavy volley of musketry prostrated to the ground every man save two. Two were killed instantly, and the rest wounded more or less severely. All of the wound- ed, however, were able to drag themselves back and escape, except one poor fellow. Sergeant Guider, who was so badly wound- ed that he could not stir from his place. There he lay almost within ann's length of his comrades, and yet they were pow- erless to rescue him or give him aid, so galling was the rebel fire. One bolder than the rest made the hazardovis attempt ; but scarcely had he got over the breast- works when he fell severely wounded. They endeavored to allay his raging thirst by throwing to him canteens of water, and even one of those was pierced by a rebel bullet. Finally, as they could not go over the breastworks, they dug a way under them with no other implements than their bayo- nets, and through this, two men crawled and succeeded in reaching him unhurt. Just as they reached him, their comrades in the rear gave an exulting cheer, which elicited from the rebels another volley. A fatal ball pierced the poor fellow's breast for a second time, and he had only breath to murnmr feebly to his rescuers, " Now I die content — I am in your hands," and expired. "Boys, I'm for the Union Still." Daniel Sullivan, of the Ohio voliuiteers, had his arm shattered by a ball, when the Federal troops were surprised at Vieima. This was the brave boy, who, when ordered to fall in, replied, " I wish I could," at the 18 same time showing his arm. Sullivan was taken up and carried back with the retreating force. . He died before leaving Alexandria, but his heroism was shown to the last. A handkerchief was bound upon his arm, near the shoulder, to check, in a measure, the flow of blood. This rude bandage Sullivan himself adjusted several times, tightening it to check the blood, and again loosening it when the pain became too great. Wliile he was lying in this condition, some of his com- rades approached, and one asked, " Dan, how do you feel ? " " Boys," said the yoimg hero, lifting with the other hand his shattered arm, and then laying it gently down, " Boys, I'm for the Union still ! " Poor Dan died very soon after, but liis last words wei"e a mighty spell and watch- word to his comrades. Emphatically a Bootless Undertaking-. In the earlier days of the rebellion there lived in southeastern Missouri one Ogilvie B. Young. He was a wild, graceless. Southern cavalier, who plunged madly into the first waves of rebellion, and, while Sterling Price was yet a Union General, and Claiborne F. Jackson a loyal Governor, dared to avow and advocate opinions of the most ultra Southern character. Fine- drawn theoretical arguments on the right and duty of secession were spread before the people of the State, in column after col- umn of letters published in newspapers, and to which was attached the full signa- ture, " Ogilvie Byi'on Young." He was sent to the Missouri State Convention ; and though the State did not secede, he did. In the fall of 1861 he was arrested in Cincinnati as a spy, but escaped convic- tion ; and the same thing, with a similar result, occurred at Covington. In Novem- ber, 1862, he was in Nashville, as a pa- roled prisoner, but acting all the while as a smuggler and spy. But about the last of that month. Young was introduced to a gentleman who i-cpresented himself as a hostage for the return of certain loyal 282 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, Mississippians captured at luka, and treat- ed by Price as traitors, contrary to the terms of the cartel between the Federal and Confederate authorities. At first he was shy and suspicious, but was finally convinced that his new acquaintance was really what he purported to be, and heart- ily entered into all his plans for the ad- vancement of the Confederate cause. As his confidence grew stronger, he remarked that he had been of more benefit to the South, as a spy, than any brigade of rebel soldiers. He had encouraged desertions in the Federal camps, and made out paroles in the names of Morgan and Kirby Smith ; The business was getting a little danger- ous now, however, and lie should get be- yond the lines as soon as possible. He would have gone long ago, only that he had expected to be saved the trouble and expense of the trip by the fall of Nash- ville. The luka hostage then informed him that Mrs. Major Ranney, wife of Major Ranney, of the Sixth Texas regiment, was in the city, under his charge, and just re- turned from Europe, whither she had been on diplomatic busmess for the Confederate Government. She had in her possession very important despatches, and was anx- ious to get safely through the lines with them. Young said, in reply, that he would bring his influence to bear upon the army officials in her favor, but in case she should be searched it would be well to provide for such a contingency. There was, he said, in the city, a man by the name of Thompson, ostensibly a citizen, but really a rebel Lieutenant in Bragg's army, and then acting as a spy. He had made the trip through the lines ten or twelve times, and could do it again. He was then en- gaged in drawing a map of the fortifica- tions around Nashville and procuring in- formation as to the number of the troops, &c., which should be forthcoming in due season. These secret despatches of Mrs. Ranney's, together witli the map and other papers, could be hidden in the heel of a boot, which would be made for them by a bootmaker of the city in the employ of the Confederate Government. His name was C. J. Zeutzschell, and his shop was on Union street. This plan was agreed to, and Young was to assist in the execution of it, — in return for which, he was to be placed in a high position at Richmond. The repu- tation of Young, however, was not of the best, and the bootmaker would do nothing for him, when called upon, without first makmg inquiry among his friends and con- sulting with the hostage, for whom the boots were wanted. Accordingly, Zeutzschell went to his room one evening and said that Yoimg had been to his house and wished him to make a pair of boots and to secrete some important documents in them so as to de- fy detection. He had no confidence in Young's honor, and did not wish to do it for him. He knew him as identified with the Confederates, indeed, but he was a bad man, low in his habits and associates, never had any money, &c. He, Zeutzs- chell, had been inquiring of the friends of the South — undoubted secessionists, con- cerning him (the luka hostage), and was convinced that he was a gentleman and true southerner. He would do anything to promote the cause, — money was no ob- ject, — he would lay down his life for it If Young could be thrown off the track, he would make the boots and secrete in them a map of the fortifications about Nashville. His brother-in-law, Harris, would go out and see if any new ones had been erected. If not, he had a perfect plan of them in his head, to prove which he immediately sat down and drafted one. He remarked that he had recently sent several such to General Morgan. He had made the boots for all the spies in the same way, and not one had ever been de- tected. He had sent valuable information m a common pipe. " Can you get a pass for your man ? " asked the hostage. GREAT CONFLICT S„ INDIVIDUAL HKROISM, ETC, 283 " Certainly," was the reply ; " as many as you like. There is a German at head- quarters who steals blank passes for me, and I fill them up myself. I give him whiskey for them." He would like to go South, too, he said, in conclusion. He could describe the forti- fications so much better than in a map. Both parties being satisfied, an arrange- ment for the boots was made. Zeutzschell was to get the exact distances of the de- fences, the number and disposition of the troops, &c., and secrete them, together with Mrs. Eanney's despatches, in one of the heels of the boots. This he did, ac- cording to promise ; the boots were made and delivered on the evening appointed. Instead of reaching Generals Bragg and Morgan, however, as intended, the raaps^ papers, boots, owner, maker, .and spy, sud- denly found themselves in the hands of the army police, much to the astonishment and utter chagrin of all parties concerned. Zeutzschell and Young were sent to the military prison. Northern Muscle and Southern Chivalry. After the Federal threes had flanked Johnston's army from Dallas, it was con- trary to the usual custom, the fortune of the First Brigade — Sheridan's old Division — to be left behind the army a few days, as a guard for an ambulance train. One day two of the men — one of them Jack Tyrrell, Commissary of the Brigade — went out to take a bath beyond and in sight of the Federal picket line, in a small bayou, which temerity was observed by some of Ferguson's cavalry hovering in the vicinity, who detached two men, armed with sabres and carbines, to bring them in. Being without arms they were sur- prised, and started oft", en dishabille, in the very face of the pickets, who dared not fire for fear of injuring the prisoners. Each rebel, started in a different direction with his charge. After going a short distance, Tyrrell dodged to one side, exposing his captor io ttje Federal pickets, who gave him a volley but missed, on which the Johnny, out of spite, returned the shot ; when Tyrrell, taking advantage of his empty carbine, sprang and caught him by his abundant whiskers and dragged him from his horse. Here a short struggle ensued, in which the ' chivalry ' had to give way to Northern muscle, although they were both good types of their respect- ive regions, and Johnny, mmus his gun and sabre, was marched to the picket lines by his escort, who guided him by walking behind him with one hand in each side of his whiskers. It is useless to say that he was received by the pickets with consider- able merriment. The other reb, on seeing his comrade's fate, and hearing the whirr of a few random shots, fled, and left his charge to come back at liis will. Shaking' Hands in the Middle of the River. A detachment of Federal troops waa stationed on the northern bank of the Po- tomac river ; and on the opposite, or south- ern bank, was stationed a detachment of the Confederate troops, — all within hailing distance, the river being not more than one quarter of a mile wide at that point (Con- rad's Ferry). A challenge was proclaim- ed by some two or three of the Federal troops to meet the same number of the Confederate troops in the middle of the river, where it was fordable, to shake hands and drink each other's health. The challenge was accepted, and divesting themselves of their arms and a portion of their clothing, they met, exchanged salu- tations, and drank together in mutual friendship. These troops had been skirm- ishing across the river some six or eight days previous, wi.h cannon, rifles, and musketry. ♦ Longrstreet's Instant Detection of a Spy. The feverishness of the Confederates in regard to spies, during the eventful days of the Manassas conflict, was greatly in- tensified by the following occurrence, as related by one of their officers ; 284 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. While Longstreet's corps was hurrying forward to Jackson's relief, several brig- ades in advance on different roads were observed to halt, thereby stopping all fur- ther progress of the corps. Very angry at this, Longstreet trotted to the front, and Avas informed that a courier had brought orders fi'om General Lee to that effect ! " From General Lee ? " said Long- street, his eyes glowing with rage : "Where is that courier ? " 6en Longstreet. " There he goes now, General, galloping down the road." " Keep your eyes on him, overtake him, and bring him here," — which was soon ac- complished. " By whose orders did you halt my brigade ? " asked a Brigadier. "As I have already told you — by Gen- • eral Lee's ! I have orders for Longstreet, and must be off to the rear ! " " Here is Longstreet," — said that Gen- eral, now moving forward, — " Where are your orders ? " The spy was caught ! He turned red and pale, his lip quivered — he was self condemned. " Give this man ten minutes, and hang him ! Let the columns push forward im- mediately." In fifteen minutes the spy was lifeless, hanging from a tree by the roadside ; but before death, confessed that although a Virginian and a Confederate soldier, he had been in communication with the ene- my over ten months, and was then acting for General Pope. More than a Match agrainst Six. The brilliant exploit of Captain Strong, of the Belle City Rifles, Second Wiscon- sin regiment, in escaping, as he did, from the Confederates, into whose clutches he unfortunately fell, was the theme of con- gratulation on the part of every one who knew the gallant Captain's worth. When he enlisted as a Union soldier, he was a student in Racine College, about twenty- one years of age, well built, and very agile and active. He was regarded in college as the best jumper, runner, &c., and with' al an excellent shot, as well as a popular comrade of the students. Of his remark- able escape lie says : — As I was passing through a thicket. I was surrounded by six rebel soldiers — four infantry and two cavalry. The foot- men were poorly dressed, and badly arm- ed, having old rusty altered muskets. The cavalry were well mounted and well armed. Seeing I was caught, I thought it best to surrender at once. So I said, " Gentle- men, you have me." I was asked various questions as to who I was, where I Avas going, what regiment I belonged to, &c., all of which I refused to answer. One of the footmen said ' Let's hang the — Yankee scoundrel,' and pointed to a con- venient limb. Another said, ' No, let's take him to camp, and hang him there.' One of the cavalry, Avho seemed to be the leader, said, ' We will take him to camp.' They then marched me tlu'ough an open place — two footmen in front, two in the rear, and a cavalry man on each side of me. I was anned with tAVO revolvers and my sword. After going some tAventy rods, the sergeant, who Avas on my right, notic- ing my pistols, commanded me to halt and GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC 285 give them up, together with my s\\'Ord. I said, ' Certainly, gentlemen,' and imme- diately halted. As I stopped, they all filed past me, and of course were in front. We were at this time in an open part of the woods, but about sixty yards to the rear was a thicket of undergrowth. Thus everything was in my favor. I was quick of foot and a passable shot. Yet the de- sign of escape was not fonned until I brought my pistol pouches to the front part of my body, and my hands touched the stocks. The grasping of the pistols suggested my cocking them as I drew them out. This I did, and the moment I got command of them I shot down the two footmen nearest me — about six feet off — one with each hand. I immediately turn- ed and ran toward the thicket in the rear. The confusion of my captors was appar- ently so great that I had nearly reached cover before shots were fired at me. One ball passed through my left cheek, passing out of my mouth. Another one — a mus- ket ball — went through my canteen. Immediately upon this volley, the two cavalry separated, one to my right and the other to my left, to cut oflf my retreat — the remaining two footmen charging di- rectly toward me. I turned when the horsemen got up, and fired three or four shots; but the balls flew wild. I still ran on ; got over a small knoll, and had nearly regained one of our pickets, when I was headed off by both of the mounted men. The Sergeant called to me to halt and surrender. I gave no reply, but fired at him and ran in the opposite direction. He pursued and overtook me, and just as his horse's head vas abreast of me, I turn- ed, took good aim and pulled the trigger? but the cap snapped. At this time his carbine was unslung, and he was holding it with both hands on the left side of his hoi-se. He fired at my breast without raising the piece to his shoulder, and the shot passed from the right side of my coat-, through it and my shirt to the left, just grazing the skin. The piece was so near as to burn the cloth about the size of one's hand. I was, however, uninjured this time, save the shot through my cheek. I then fired at him aga'n and brought him to the ground — hanging by his foot in the left stirrup, and his horse galloping toward his camp. I saw no more of the horseman on my left, nor of the two footmen — but running on soon came to our own pickets, uninjured save the shot through my cheek, but other- wise much exhausted from my exertions. Rockafellow's Right Arm left Still. Judge Kelley entered the otfice of Mr. Stanton, Secretary of War, one day, having with him a youthful-looking officer, whose empty coat-sleeve hung from his left shoulder. He was introduced to the Sec- retary as Brevet Lieut. Hany Rockafel- low, of Philadelphia. "My friend," said the Judge, "left a situation worth eight hundied dollars a year, three days after the President's proc- lamation for troops, to carry a musket at eleven dollars a month, with his regiment, the NeAV York Seventy-first. After the term of his enlistment had expired, he marched with his regiment to Bull Run. Early in the day he received that ugly rifle-ball in his mouth (pointing to a Minie ball that was hung to his watch-key), and for two hours and a half he carried it in his fractured jawbone, fighting like a true hero, mitil a cannon-ball took off" his arm and I'endered him powerless. He was captured, and for three months lay in a mangled condition in a tobacco warehouse in Richmond, without proper surgical treatmeut. He was breveted a lieutenant by his Colonel, for his bravery, and is now filling a small clerkship. I beg of you to appoint him in the regular service." " But where could I put him, if I were to ? " said Mr. Stanton. The Judge was about to reply, when the young man raised his arm and said with an anxious look : " See, I have a right arm still, and Genf 286 T!IE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE EEBELLION eral Kearney has only his left ; send me into the line where there is fighting to be done ! I have letters from ," he tried to draw a bundle of letters from his pock- et. Mr. Stanton stopped him — " Put up your letters, Sir ; you have spoken for yourself Your wish shall be granted. The country cannot afford to neglect such men as you ! '" Ere the soldier could thank him for his kindness, his case was noted. He turned to leave, and remarked to the Judge as they left, " I shall be proud of my com- mission, for I feel that I have earned it ! This day is the proudest 'one of my Aviiole life.' His heart seemed so light that he appeared not to realize the loss he had met with, nor the weary nights, and lono-, long days he had suffered in the vile pris- ons of the enemy. Congressman Ely came in just as he passed along the aisle and remarked, "There goes the noblest and most heroic of all our prisoners. He was the pride of the boys — all loved him as though he were a brother." By-Scene at the Battle of Leesburg. One of the terrible personal encounters at the battle of Leesburg, is thus related : As Captain Jones, of Company B, Sev- enteenth Mississippi regiment, was pass- ing through the woods at the head of his men, he met another party headed by an officer. The two halting instantly upon discovering their close proximity, Jones exclaimed, " For God Almighty's sake, tell me quick — friends or enemies — who are you?" The other replied, " We are friends," and at the same time advanced. A little boy, named Joseph Ware, who was behind the Mississippian, instantly cried out, " Captain, they are not friends ; don't you see they have not guns like ours ? They are Yankees, let me shout." Again Jones exclaimed, " Who are you ? Speak quick, for I can't keep my men from firing." " I'll let you know who we are. you d— rebel," said the Federal offi- cer, for such he was, and suiting the action to the word, he sprang upon and seized Captain Jones by the collar. For a sec- ond or two a scuffle ensued between the officers, when the latter broke loose. At the same instant one of the Mississippians dashed out the Federal officer's brains with the point of his musket. Uncomfortably Warm Place for a Soldier. A good story is told about a soldier, who, in dodging away from a patrol, hid himself in a restaurant, by jumping into a large box used for steaming oysters. The lid closed with a spring lock, and the dis- appointed jjatrol went on his way baffled. In a little while the colored man attending the apparatus turned on a full head of Uncomfortably Warm Place Steam in order to prepare a mess for some customers. The soldier began to grow uncomfortably warm, and soon kicked and yelled lustily for liberation, until the fright- ened negro ran away shouting that " de debbil was in de steamer." Other em- ployees gathered around, hearing' the noise, and released the perspiring soldier, who bounded with the speed of a machine whose motive power is steam. Stating- it Just Bight. When it was as well known as that the world exists, that Grant had forced Lee to retreat for scores of miles right steady GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 287 to the very walls of Eichmond, the rebel papers declared with the coolest effrontery that Lee was getting Grant just where he wanted him, that Grant was really re- treating, and Lee in close pursuit. This was about equal to the facetious Iowa edi- tor who got a downright whaling in his printing office, and described it next day — giving all the facts, but making himself the hero : — There was a blow. Somebody fell. We got up. Turning upon our an- tagonist, we then succeeded in winding his arms around our waist, and by a quick manoeuvre threw him on top of us, bring- ing our back, at the same time, in contact with the solid bed of the printing press. Then itiserting our nose between his teeth and his hands in our hair, we had him ! Grlorious Eflfect of National Music upon the Troops. Wlien General Kearney's troops were being brought into action at the battle of Williamsburg, they met the lengthened files of General Hooker's wounded being carried to the rear. The shrieks of the lacerated soldiers, bleeding and ghastly, who had been fighting so long and so well, pierced the air, and this, joined to the mud and rain, and the exhaustion of those who had come several miles with so much speed, was not calculated to produce a fa- vorable impression on them as they were going into action. General Heintzeiman, however, ordered several of the bands to strike up national and martial airs, and >vhen the strains of the familiar tunes reached the ears of the wounded as they were being carried from the field, their cheers mingled with those of the soldiers who were just rushing into the battle. The effect, too, was great on the other side ; for some of the prisoners stated that when they heard the bands strike up the Star Spangled Banner, and heard our sol- diers cheer, they knew that the victory would be ours. Bleeding, but Had His Colors With Him. A sight at once horrible and sublime^ was witnessed after the Gettysburg bat- tle, among the wounded heroes wliose deeds had crowned with imperishable hon- or the history of that all-memorable day. A strong, stalwart fellow, with the chev- rons of a sergeant on his arm, ragged and torn, was limping along slowly, with agony terribly depicted upon his visage. The shoe on his right foot was covered with blood. Head-quarters of Lee at Gettysburg. and a large rent in his pantaloons, just above the knee, from Avhich the blood was also trickling, solved the question of the location of his wound. He was hatless, his hair was disordered, his face and hands were begrimed with smoke and powder, and he looked altogether maniac-like and exhausted. But he had his colors ivith him ! His regiment, or th^ greater part of it, had been either killed or captured ; he had lost his colors once, and was after- ward captured himself He Avatched his opportiuiity, killed the rebel who held his flag, and escaped with it safely into the Union lines. Ought not the name of one so brave as he to be chiseled in monumental marble ? It was against such heroes a^ this, that Lee and his myrmidons franti- cally but vainly fought. 288 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION " I Told You I Could Do It." The commander of Williston's battery observing that when the rebels fired there was one pai'ticular piece that was very annoying, on account of its shelling the head-quarters, turned to General Devens, and said, " For God's sake. General, let us knock that gun over, for I can do it." The General replied that he was afraid that he might hit some of Custer's men, who were but recently ordered out on the left. " They are not there," replied Wil- liston, " I sliould see them if they were. I know where I am going to shoot. I will not hit any one. I only want to knock that gun over." General Devens still hes- itating, Williston said, " Let me fire on my own responsibility, for God's sake. Will you do it ? " At last the General consent- ed, when — bang ! went one of the pieces, and over went the doomed gun, the car- riage shattered and dispersed instantly. "There," said the keen-eyed Williston, with a smile of triumph, " I told you I could do it!" Song of Patriotism in the Forest. During one of those eventful nights in Virginia, when the Federal troops lay in line of imminent battle beliind their tempo- rary fortifications of dirt, mud, logs and rails, and the continuous crack of the sharp- .shooter's rifle rolled startlingly along their front, a solitary voice struck m shrill but blithesome and melodious tone, the patri- otic song, "Rally round the flag, boys!" — and, almost instantly, those hundreds of men, who seemed to have been waiting, as it Avere, for something to dissipate the gloom which thoughts of the day's carnage had engendered, Ave re shouting in a chorus which shook the depth of the forest's gloom, — '■ The Union, forever, hurrah, boys, hurrah I Down, down with the traitors, and up with the stars'. " As down the line the strain of jubilee sped its electric course, the sound swelled into one vast diapason of deep-toned, ex- ultant song. The only reply of the enemy was the spiteful Avhistle of extra bullets from the skirmishing line — but whizzing harmlessly by. This unexpected but re- freshing little episode tended greatly to in- spire the hearts of the troops in that dis- mal locahty. Humphreys' Deadly Chargre at Fredericks- burg:. At the terrible battle of Fredericksburg, in 1862, Humphreys' division of Butter- field's corps was at one juncture resting on its arms in the streets of that city. General Butterfield sent an order to move it to the front. At the head of Allabach's second brigade, Humphreys crossed the mill-race, formed his men beliind the crest ready for the charge, and Tyler's first brigade was fol- lowing closely after, ready to support. The line Avas formed, tlie column moved gal- lantly forAvard, reached the line of battle, passed fifty yards beyond, when a deadly fire from behind the stone Avail caused it to recoil, and finally to fall back, re-form- ing under the crest ti-om Avhicli it started. Humphreys and staff Avere di;smounted in this charge, tlieir horses being killed, while the brigade lost five hundred men in fifteen minutes. Thei'e AA-as but one more chance. Ty- ler's brigade had come up, and notAvith- standing the turmoil. General Humphreys had succeeded in forming it in gallant style. The only hope now Avas Avith the Ijayonet. The men Avere ordered not to fire — to rely solely upon their trusty steel. Then, Avith great exertion, the batteries and the line of troops on the crest Avere persuaded to cease firing while the charge Avas being made ; then General Hooker exhorted his men not to quail, not to look back ; to dis- regard the men in front Avho Avere lying doAvn CO ;ered by CA^ery projection ; to ride over them. The officers were ordered to tlie front ; then the brigade, led in person by Generals Tyler and Humphreys, moved forward with a glorious cheer. They reached the little rise in the ground, Avithin eighty GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 289 yards of the stone wall, where line after line of the Federals lay flat upon the ground : they began to move over the liv- ing mass, when suddenly the prostrate men cried out, " Don't go there, 'tis certain death ! " and, rising, began to impede the progress of the column, and by protests of every nature implored the men not to go forward Then the crisis came. The division was fighting its maiden battle ; older tix»ps than they quailed before the murderous volleys now making great gaps through their ranks ; the head of the charg- ing column was enveloped in a sheet of living flame ; the hideous shells were burst- ing all around and ui their midst. Was it any wonder that they faltered ? The men began to load and fire ; the momentum of the charge was gone ; the column began to retire slowly, falling back to its place of formation. " Oh, men ! " said Humphreys, " if you had only gone forward as well as you come back!" And then, again dismounted, his second horse having been killed, he reported the result to General Butterfield, who ordered him to withdraw his troops to a place of shelter. Price and Van Dom Fitted Agrainst Bose- crans. The battle of Corinth commenced on the third day of October, 1862, the Confeder- ates under Price and Van Doru being the attacking party. That day they seemed to have rather had the advantage. On the fourth, the contest was renewed at day- break, and for some hours contmued to be waged with indifferent success. At length the great struggle followed, of which the annexed is an account ; — a struggle exhib- iting the masterworkings of modern gener- alship in the highest degree : For a time there were no demonstra- tions on the part of the Confederates, and they remained altogether quiet in the angle of the woods near the railroad. Present- ly two lines were formed, one at right an- gles to the other — the one destined with its reserves to sweep over the railroad, through the abattis uito the village — the other with its reserves to attack battery ' Robinett,' which was the key to the whole position. If once taken and held, Coruith was mideniably in rebel posses- sion. The line destmed for the occupa- tion of the village came rapidly forward at a charge across the railroad, over the fallen timber, drivmg the Union line be- fore them like chaff. All that grape and canister could do to impede their progress was attempted, but still their irresistible progress was not stayed. Batteries of hght artillery played upon their front and left incessantly ; their colors Avere thrice shot away ; but they came still onward, nor halted until they reached the public square, and formed in line of battle direct- ly in front of General Halleck's old head- quarters. The Federal line of battle was formed directly opposite, in the street lead- ing past General Rosecrans's head-quar- ters. The two armies advanced. A terrible hand-to-hand encounter Avas engaged in, and for a time the destruction of the Union line seemed inevitable. It gradually yield- ed, and fell back until the enemy had nearly reached the Corinth House. Here General Rosecrans rode along the line, and m a few cheering words revived the droop- inof courage of the wearied soldiers. The Confederate reserve was at this time di- rectly in range of the guns on the redoubts to the left ; and huge shells began to drop in their midst, whose explosion in the solid masses began to create considerable confu- sion and loss of life. At the same time the order was given to ^'■Charge bayonets.''' At this command the brave Union soldiers sprang to their work with a will. They attacked vigorously, and soon the enemy were flying across the public square in wild confusion. The explosion of the fiery mis- siles from the two batteries added haste to their movements, and by the time they had reached the cover of the timber, their re- treat had become a rout. 290 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. By the time this line was driven back, the other line with their reserves were well advanced in the direction of battery Robinett. During the period of seeming inaction when the Confederates had withdrawn to the cover of the timber, while preparing to make the two charges in question, Gen- eral Price and liis principal officers held a consultation to devise ways and means to take the battery. The importance of its capture was admitted, and the risk and danger of the attempt thoroughly can- vassed. General Price would not imder- 'take the responsibility of ordering the at- tack, but called for volunteers. Colonel Rogers, of Arkansas, immediately tendered his brigade as the forlorn hope, and Colonel Ross liis brigade as a support. They massed their troops eight deep, and advanced under a heavy fire of double charges of grape and canister. A teiTible enfilading and flanking fire was poured upon them from every battery bearing in that direction, aided by incessant volleys of musketry from the supports of the bat- teries and the Union regiments drawn up in line parallel with them. The first shell from Battery William ex- ploded in the centre of the advancing col- umn, sending thirty or forty to their long home. Every discharge caused huge gaps in their ranks. Tlie effect of the Federal fii-e was like the falling of grain before the scythe. But this tremendous mortality did not affect their irresistible onward march. As fast as one man feU his com- rade stepped forward in his place. Twice did they approach almost to the outer works of the battery, and twice they were compelled to fall back. The third time they reached the battery and planted their flag upon the edge. It was shot down — raised again — again shot down. They swarmed about the battery ; they climbed over the parapets ; they flred through tlie escarpments, and for a time it seemed as if they had secured the victory their valor hud so richly earned. When they obtained the battery, the Federals who were working it fell back behind the projecting earth-works, out of reach from the Federal shells, and imme- diately all the batteries beaiing upon the position were turned upon Battery Robi- nett, and soon a shower of missiles was falling like hail upon the brave intruders. No mortal man could stand the fire, and they retreated. Slowly the brave remnant turned their unwilling steps toward the forest from which they started, when the order was given to the two regiments sup- porting the battery to charge. Tliis order was splendidly executed. The miserable remnant of troops which the batteries had nearly destroyed was now almost annihila- ted. A few scattering troops were all that remained of the column which so valiantly attacked the battery scarcely an hour be- fore. The dead bodies of rebels were piled up in and about the intrenchments, in some places eight and ten deep. In one place directly in front of the point of as- sault, two hundred and sixteen dead bodies were found within a space of a hundred feet by four, among them the commanders of both brigades making the assault — Col- onel Rogers and Colonel Ross. This was the termmation of the engage- ment. Holdingr the Hill— Valor of Bumside. At four o'clock on the 17th of Septem- ber, during the great battle of Antietam, McClellan sent simultaneous orders to Burnside and Franklin; to the former to advance and carry the batteries in his front at all hazards and at' any cost ; to the lat- ter to carry the woods next in front of him to the right, Avhich tlie rebels still held. The order to Franklin, however, was prac- tically countermanded, in consequence of a message from General Sumner that if Franklin went on and was repulsed, his own corps was not yet siifficiently reorgan- ized to be depended on as a reserve. Burnside obeyed the order most gallant- ly. Getting his troops well in hand, and GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 291 sending a portion of his artillery to the front, he advanced them with lapidity and the most determined vigor, straight up the hill in front, on top of vv^hich the rebels had maintamed their most dangerous bat- tery. The movement was in plain view of McClellan's position, and as Franklin on tlie other side sent his batteries into the field about the same time, the battle seemed to open in all directions with greater ac- tivity than ever. The fight in the ravine was in full pro- gress, the batteries Avhich Porter supported were firing with new vigor, Franklin Avas blazing away on the right, and every hill- top, ridge, and wood along the whole line was crested and veiled with white clovids of smoke. All day had been clear and bright since the early cloudy morning, and now this whole magnificent, unequaled scene shone with the splendor of an after- noon September sun. Four miles of bat- tle, its glory all visible, its iiorrors all veiled, the fate of the Republic hanging on the hour! There are two hills on the left of the road, the furthest the lowest. The rebels have batteries on both. Burnside is or- dered to carry the nearest to him, which is the furthest from the road. His guns open- ing first from this new position in front, soon entirely controlled and silenced the enemy's artillery. The infantry came on at once, moving r'apidly and steadily up, long dark lines, and broad dark masses, being plainly visible without a glass, as they moved over the green hill-side. The next moment the rpad in which the rebel battery was planted was canopied with clouds of dust swiftly descending into the valley. Underneath was a tumult of wag- ons, guns, horses, and men flying at speed down the road. Blue flashes of smoke burst now and then among them, a horse, or a man, or half a dozen went down, and then the whirlwind swept on. Tlie hill was carried! But could it be held ? The rebel columns, before seen moving to the left, increased their pace. The guns, on the hill above, sent an tmgry tempest of shell down among Burnside's guns and men. He had formed his columns apparently in the near angles of two fields bordering the road — high ground about them everywhere except in rear. In an- other moment a rebel battle-line appears on the brow of the ridge above them, moves swiftly down in the most perfect order, and though met by incessant discharges of mus- ketry, of which the flashes are plainly seen, does not fire a gun. White spaces show where men are falling, but they close up instantly, and still the line advances. The brigades of Burnside are in heavy column ; they will not give way before a bayonet charge in line. The rebels think twice before they dash into these two hostile masses. Now there is a halt ; the rebel left gives way and scatters over the field ; the rest stand fast and fire. More infantry comes up ; Burnside is out-numbered, flanked, compelled to yield the hill he took so brave- ly. His position is no longer one of at- tack ; he defends himself with unfaltering firmness, but he sends to McClellan for help. McClellan's glass for the last half- hour has seldom been turned from the left. He sees clearly enough that Burnside is pressed — needs no messenger to tell him that. His face grows darker with anxious thought. Looking down to the valley where fifteen thousand troops are lying, he turns a half-questioning look on Fitz John Porter, who stands by his side, gravely scanning the field. They are Porter's troops below, are fresh, and only impatient to share in this fight. But Porter slowly shakes his head, and one may believe that the same thought is passing through the minds of both Generals : ' They are the only reserves of the anny ; they can not be spared.' McClellan remounts his horse, and with Porter and a dozen officers of his staff" rides away to the left in Burnside's direction. Sykes meets them on the road — a good soldier, whose opinion is worth taking. The three Generals talk briefly -292 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION together. It is easy to see that the mo- ment has come when everything may turn on an order given or witliheld, when the history of the battle is only to be written in thoughts and words and purposes of the Greneral. Burnside's messenger rides up. His message is — " I want troops and guns. If you do not send them I can not hold my posi- tion for half an hour." McClellan's only answer for the moment is a glance at the western sky. Then he turns and speaks very slowly : " Tell General Burnside that this is the battle of the war. He must hold his ground till dark at any cost. I will send him Miller's battery. I can do nothihg more. I have no infantry." Then, as the messenger was riding away, he called him back — " Tell him if he can not hold his ground, then the bridge to the last man ! — always the bridge ! If the bridge is lost, all is lost." The sun is already down ; not half an hour of daylight is left. Till Burnside's message came it had seemed plain to every one that the battle could not be finished that day. None suspected how near Avas the peril of defeat, of sudden attack on ex- hausted forces — how vital to the safety of the army and the nation were those fifteen thousand waiting troops in the hollow. But — the rebels halted instead of pushing on ; their vindictive cannonade died away as the light faded. Before it was quite dark the battle was over. Only a solitary gun of Burnside's thundered against the enemy, and presently this also ceased, and the field was still. Preferred to Die in the Field. On Sunday, June 14th, 1863, orders were issued to pursue Lee's army, then moving toward Pennsylvania. At a dis- tance of fifteen miles from Gettysburg, where the armies Avere massing, were first cauglit the murmurs of the opening battle, and from that time the scene was all en- thusiasm among the weary, footsore braves, who counted as nothing all the pains of a march of one hundred and ninety-eight miles, now that they were within striking distance of the foe. Most of the way the ambulance train had been crowded with both officers and men, weary, worn and haggard ; but the cannon's rattle, as it became more and more distinct, changed them in a twinkling into new creatures. The New Jersey Brigade, in General Preferred to die in the field. Sedgwick's corp, was of this body. At about three o'clock on the afternoon of the third of July, the head of the column ar- rived upon the battle-ground. As it came to a halt, a poor fellow, who looked the very image of death, hobbled out of the ambu- lance m which he had been lying, and, shouldering his musket, Avas just starting forward, when the surgeon in charge stopped him with — " Where are you going, Sir ? " " To the front. Doctor," and the brave fellow tried hard to stand firm and speak boldly as he saluted the surgeon. " To the front ! What ! a man in your condition? Why, Sir, you can't march half a mile ; you haven't the strength to carry yourself, let alone your knapsack, musket, and equipments. You must ba crazy, surely." " But, Doctor, my division are in the fight," (here he grasped the wheel of an ambulance to support himself,) " and I have iJREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC 293; a younger brother in my company. I must go." " But I am your surgeon, and I forbid you. You have every symptom of typhoid fever ; a little ovei--exertion will kill you." " Well, Doctor, if I must die, I would rather die in the field than in an ambu- lance." The Doctor saw it was useless to debate tlie point, and the soldier went as he de- sired. But on the evening of the next day he was buried where he fell — for fall he did, — his right arm blown off at the elbow, and his forehead pierced by a Minie ball. His name could not then be learned ; but the heroic soldier belonged to the Third Division of the Sixth Corps, and that mark was placed at the head of his last resting- place. Peace to the brave. Phil. Sheridan at Stone River. On the dreadful morning which made Stone River memorable in the annals of* blood and death, General Sheridan, when he emerged fi-om his mangled division in solid phalanx from the frightful cedars, loomed up like a very giant. He was grave, firm and strong, and as Rosecrans dashed up to him in the tumult of battle, his deportment seemed to express : " You seei General, it was not the fault of my Division that we did not stay." He had lost his hat and fought bareheaded until a trooper handed him a covering — a dead soldier's cap, no doubt. Sunday morning, after the enemy had gone, Sheridan sitting on an old stump told the story quietly but graphically : " General, I lost seventeen hundred and ninety-six men, seventeen of them being officers, with my three brigade com- manders. These were the noble Sill, Roberts and Shaeffer — than whom more gallant fellows never fought under the flag!" Stone River made Sheridan a Major General, and they always said in the army of the Cumberland, " Phil Sheridan is the rising man in the army ;" and when Grant put him in command of the cavalry in the Army of the Potomac, those who knew him said he was the right man in the right place. In the Shenandoah Valley, Sheri- dan's record is equal to that of Napoleon for successive brilliant victories. "No Quarter "—the Slack Flag. A genuine ' black flag ' was captured by the Federals, between Harpers' Ferry and Martinsburg, Virginia, the act being per- formed by one of the scouts of Genera] Tyler, and by the latter was presented as a memorial of the Rebellion to the city of Philadelphia. It was the production of the ladies of Winchester, during the early part of 1862, — instigated, it is to be presumed, by the more sanguinary among the other sex, — and placed in the hands of one of the gangs of guerrillas af- terwards under the command of the re- doubtable Mosby. At the time the flag was thus put in possession of the chivalric sons of the sunny south, they were sworn to give no quarter to any Yankee who might fall into their hands, and they kept their oath up to the time of their memora- ble defeat at Winchester. The scout Avha captured the flag had enlisted with Mosby, and made himself very useful in stealing all the ' secesh ' horses that he could lay his hands on. After remaining with the Confederate band for some three weeks, he left, and brought into the Federal lines the celebrated flag, which he tore from its staff. It is of black alpaca, measuring about one yard and a quarter, with a star in the centre measuring some twenty-nine inches, and with the word ' Winchester ' printed in large letters. The words ' No quarter' are written with lead pencil in one corner. The flag was officially presented to Mayor Henryj of Philadelphia, on be- half of General Tyler, by Lieutenant Rankel, of the Third Pennsylvania Artil- lery, — to be finally placed in Lidependence Hall. 294 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE EEBELLIOiN Following' their Leader. The crossing of Rolling Fork, by Gen- eral Rousseau, was an act every way in keejjing with the character of that fine soldier. " We cross this ford," he ex- claimed, " never to retreat again to this side. We are to march forwai'd. There is to be no backward movement. It is victory or death." The command was about to be given and repeated through the lines, when Gen- eral Rousseau, in the van, rising in the saddle, exclaimed, " Men, follow me ! I expect none of you to do what I am not willmg to do myself," and, springing from his horse, he stepped briskly into the stream, and crossed the breast-high ford on foot. His men, cheering wildly, fol- lowed their General, crying they would " follow wherever he dared to lead." He did not falter until he had gained his end — nor did they. Eig-hth Ohio " Blazing- Away." While the National forces were stand- ing under the enemy's fire, on the day of the battle at Romney, Virginia, and the shot and shell went murderously in every direction, there was one ' personage ' who deliberately ' stumped ' it. Captain Butte.rfield, of the Eighth Ohio regiment — ^being one of the ranking Cap- tains — acted as Major upon that occasion, and was obliged to ride an old sorrel horse, which had been used as a team horse, and required both spurs and whip, which the Captain had provided himself with, the latter cut from a tree, and about five feet long. It was found that the six pound guns of the Federals could not reach the Confederate battery, and Colonel Mason ordered Captain Butterfield to bring for- ward a brass twelve-pounder which was in the rear. Off sped the old sorrel and his brave rider, and in a few moments up came the gun. Its position was assigned and made ready for the match, but the Captain came dashing back in front of the gun, and the smell of powder or something else had made the old sorrel unmanagable almost, for in trying to wheel him to the front of the gun, the more the Captain applied the whip and spur, the more old sorrel refused to go. This kept the gunners m terrible suspense, for much depended on that shot. Finally, the Captain finding his efforts to move his steed fruitless, he sang out at the top of his voice, "Never mind the old horse, blaze away ! " And sure enough, they did blaze away, and it proved a good shot, for it caused the Confederates to lim- ber up their battery and take to their heels. At that moment orders came to charge, and off' dashed the old sorrel fright- ened at the discharge of the gun, which had scorched his tail, and mingled in the charge. He was lost to view until his ar- rival in town, where he was soon brought to a stand, the Captain standing in his stirrups, with his cap flying, cheering for the glorious victory that had been achieved. Delivery of their Ammunition before Surren- dering-. The surrender of Lexington to the Con- federate forces was rendered a necessity by the want of ammunition, as well as by the want of Avater. A few of the compa- nies had one or two rounds left, but the majority had fired their last bullet. After the surrender, an officer was detailed by Price to collect the ammunition, and place it in safe charge. The officer, addressing Adjutant Cosgrove, asked him to have the ammunition delivered. Cosgrove called up a dozen men, one after the other, and exhibiting the empty cartridge-boxes, said to the astonished Confederate officer, " I believe, Sir, we gave you all the am- munition we had before we had stopped fighting. Had there been any more, upon my word, you should have had it. Sir. But I will inquire, and if, by accident, there is a cartridge left, I will let you know." The expectant officer turned GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 295 away, doubtless reflecting upon the ' rious " victory of having captured who had fired their last shot. Sherman Watching the Capture of Fort Mc- Allister. On the evening of the 12th December, 1864, General Howard, commanding one of the wings of Sherman's grand army in Geoi'gia, relieved Hazen's Second Divis- ion of the Fifteenth Corps by a part of the Seventeenth, and threw it across the Lit- tle Ogeechee, toward the Great Ogeechee, with the view of crossing it to Ossabaw Island, and reducing Fort McAllister, which held the river. The Confederates had de- stroyed King's bi'idge, across the Great Ogeechee, and this had to be repaired. Captain Reese, topographical enguieer of Howard's Staff, with the Missouri Engi- neers, prepared the timber and bridged the one thousand feet of river durmg the night, and, on the morning of the 13 th, Hazen crossed and moved toward the point where Fort McAllister obstructed the river. Kilpatrick, in the meantime, had moved down to St. Catharine's Sound, opened communication with the fleet, and asked permission to storm Fort McAllister ; but Sherman did not give his consent, con- sidering it questionable whether the cav- alry, with its poor facilities and small sup- ply of artillery, could succeed. Hazen made his arrangements to storm the fort on the afternoon of the 13th, Gen- erals Sherman and Howard being at Che- roe's rice mill, on the Ogeechee, opposite Fort McAllister. Sherman was on the roof of the mill, surrounded by his staif and signal officers, Beckley and Cole, waiting to communicate with Hazen, on the Island. While patiently waiting for Hazen's signals, Sherman's keen eye de- tected smoke in the horizon, seaward. Up to this time he had received no intelligence from the fleet. In a moment the counte- nance of the bronzed chieftain lightened up, and he exclaimed: gun- rlo- " Look ! Howard ; there is the boat ! " Time passed on, and the vessel now be- came visible, yet no signal from the fleet or Hazen. Half an hour passed, and the guns of the fort opened simultaneously with puffs of smoke that rose a few hun- dred yards from the fort, showing that Ha- zen's skirmishers had opened. A moment after, Hazen signaled — '' I have invested the fort, and will as- sault immediately." At this moment Beck- ley announces, "A signal from the gun- boat." All eyes are turned from the fort to the gunboat that is coming to their assistance with news from home. A few messages pass, which apprise that Foster and Dahlgren are within speaking distance. The gunboat now halts and asks — " Can we run up ? Is Fort McAllister ours ? " " No," Is the reply ; " Hazen is just ready to storm it. Can you assist ? " " Yes," is the reply ; " What will you have us do ? " But before Sherman can reply to Dahl- gren the thunders of the fort are heard, and the low sound of small arms is borne across the three miles of marsh and river. Field glasses are opened, and, sitting flat upon the roof, the hero of Atlanta gazes away off" to the fort. "There they go grandly — not a waver," he remarks. Twenty seconds pass, and again he ex- claims, " See that flag in the advance, How- ard ; how steadily it moves ; not a man falters, * * There they go still ; see the roll of musketry. Grand, grand." Still he strained his eyes, and a moment after spoke without raising his eyes — " That flag still goes forward ; there is no flinching there." A pause for a minute. " Look ! " he exclaims, " it has halted. They waver — no ! it's the parapet ! There they go again ; now they scale it ; some are over. Look ! there's a flag on the 296 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, works ! Another, another. It's ours ! The fort's ours ! " The glass dropped by his side ; and in an instant the joy of the great leader at the possession of the river and the opening of tlie road to his new base burst forth in words : — "As the old darkey remarked, dis chile don't sleep dis night ! " — and turning to one of his aids. Captain Auderied, he re- marked, " Have a boat for me at once ; I must go there !" — pointing to the fort from Avhich half a dozen battle-flags floated grandly in the sunset. And well might William Tecumseh Sherman rejoice, for here, as the setting sun went down on Fort INIcAllister re- duced, and kissed a fond good night to the starry banner, Sherman witnessed the culmination of all his plans and marches, that had involved such desperate resist- ance and risk — the opening up of a new and shorter route to his base. Here, at sunset, on the memorable 13th of Decem- ber, the dark waters of the Great Ogee- chee bore witness to the fulfillment of the covenant Sherman made "with his iron heroes at Atlanta twenty-nine days before, to lead them victorious to a new base. Characteristic Pluck of a Western Soldier. One December day, a Federal squad of some half-dozen soldiers left Col. Shack- leford's regiment, at Calhoun, Green river, Ky., to bring back three soldiers who had gone to Todd county. While on their route, after night, they came upon some Confed- erate cavalry, and the Nationals seeing that resistance would be useless, took the woods. One of them, named Wilkins, was sepa- rated from his companions, and in winding through the woods, came several times in close proximity to Confederate squads, but succeeded in eluding them. He at last overtook three of them, and seeing that his chances were desperate, he determined to join them and pass himself off as one of their number. By keeping a little in the reax he watched a favorable opportunity, when he drew his revolver, and firing rapidly, killed one, badly wounded another, and caused the third to take to flight. Wilkins succeeded in making his escape, and returned to camp at Calhoun, where Characteristic Pluck. a gentleman arrived the next day fi'om Elkton, and stated that the Confederate cavalry reported that the country was overrun with Federal troops, and that they had been forced to retreat before a supe- rioi" force. Loved the Old Flag: Still. After the battle of Mill Spring, when the Minnesota regiment returned to its qi;arters at Camp Hamilton, they marched past the Colonel's marquee with baimers flying, and their splendid band playing " Hail Columbia." Standing in front of the tent were Dr. Cliff, ZoUicoffer's Brigade Surgeon, Lievitenant Colonel Carter, of the Twentieth Tennessee (Confederate) regiment, and several of the Federal offi- cers. It was observed that " Hail Colum- bia " affected both the Confederate officers to tears — they wept like children — and Carter remarked that : "Although com- pelled to fight against the old flag, he loved it still." Fiendish Deeds of a Western Amazon. The operations of Sue Munday, the fe- male guerrilla, will long be remembered GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 291 in Kentucky. About the middle of Octo- ber, 1864, Sue, in company with Captain Berry, made a descent at the head of their marauding gang, upon Jeffersontown, and took possession of the phice. Sue Munday dismounted at the Davis House and had her canteen filled with wliisky. A negro boy was mounted on horse, armed in the most complete manner, and rode with the gang. He stood guard over the horses, while the scoundrels were scattered about the town engaged in robbing the people. The discharge of fire arms Avas heard by several parties residing in the vicinity, but they were ignorant of the cause. A short time, however, after these reports Avere heard, Mr. James Simpson, on his way to Jeffersontown, was met in the road by the outlaws and robbed of twenty- seven dollars in money. He observed that Sue Munday's pistol was empty, and the fresh stains showed that it had very re- cently been discharged. While Mr. S. was being robbed, she was engaged in re- loading her revolver. She pointed the muzzle at the breast of Mr. S., and smiled with fiendish satisfaction at his embarrass- ment as she capped the tube of each bar- rel of the cylinder. After being released, Mr. Simpson rode directly to Jefferson- town and related his adventure. He was informed that, with the prisoner in Federal uniform, the party numbered eight when in town. He met but seven on the road, and no prisoners. The citizens at once surmised that the soldier had been murdered, and, following the trail of the guerrillj\.s, they approached the dark ravine, and fomid their worst apprehensions too true. His body was marked with five pistol-shot wounds, and two deep stabs, as if made by the keen blade of a dagger. All the circumstances went to prove that the murder was com- mitted by one hand, and that hand Sue Munday's, the outlaw woman, and the wild, daring leader of the band. By a record in a small memorandum book, found upon the dead body, it was learned 10 that the name of the murdered man was Hugh Wilson. Upon his person was also found a letter dated Mount Vernon, Illi- nois, and presumed to be from his wife, as it commenced with ' My dear husband.' She wrote in an affectionate manner, and spoke with loving fondness of their pleas- ant home and the little darling ones who ' sent love to pa.' This letter was found in his bosom, pierced by balls and stained with blood gushed in warm life-streams from his heart. Saved a Comrade's Life, but Lost His Own. In one of the battles of the autumn campaign of 1864, there was a yoxmg man killed, a member of the Massachusetts Fifty-Eighth regiment, who used to live in the town of Concord. His name was Broad, and, on account of his having been connected with the ambulance train, he had never been in battle before. He met his death, at last, in the following manner, — than which no instance of braver self- devotion is anywhere on record : There was a man struck by a solid shot, it cut- ting one of his legs nearly off. The poor fellow was bleeding to death, but if brought off, would in aU probability get well. Broad proved to be the only man who would volunteer to go out and fetch him m. It was almost certain death for any man ; but, said Broad, in the generos- ity and self-sacrifice of his noble nature, " I have neither wife nor child to suffer if I am killed." So out he went, and picked the bleeding soldier up, put him on his strong and wil- ling shoulder, and brought him safely in. though the bullets flew like hail around him. He came in so promptly that they all thought he had escaped the bullets. But, alas ! poor Broad himself was a mor- tally wounded man. He laid his burden tenderly on the ground, saying, as he did so, " I may have saved your life, but I have lost my own." He had been shot through the bowels, 298 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. and died very soon after. He was as brave a man as ever lived. "O'Meara is Dead." " O'Meara is dead, then ? " said the General, at Chattanooga. " Yes, sir," re- plied the officer of the day, to whom the inquiry was addressed, " his body is about l)eing sent forward." " Gallant O'Meara ! " continued Grant, as if comnjuning with his own spirit, and the spirits of the brave around him, " Gone ! A braver man never filled a saddle." " He is at the landing now, waiting to be put on the boat." " I knew him well," the General spoke on, as if he heeded not what was said by his companion — " he was with us in the Army of the Tennessee. I shall never forget his noble defence of the trestle-work at Holly Springs. He saved us all from starvation. Noble O'Meara ! Brave Irish Legion ! " '* Would you like to see him, General ? " " I should, let us go." The two officers passed together to the little steamer by the levee of the river. It was a touching sight. A group of officers and men had gathered on the deck and levee, while others stood looking on along the adjacent heights. The cotfin, covered with the American flag, lay on the army bier. The procession had halted, and the boat was about to start. " Stop the steamer a mo- ment," said the General, solemnly : " I want to see him." An orderly removed the colors and the coffin-lid. The hero bent over his departed comrade, and drop- ped a silent tear on the cold face. His lip quivered, as it always did when he was experiencing deep emotion. He clasped his hands over the breast of the brave young Irish volunteer, who had come so willingly with him from the same State, who had stood so gallantly by his side in the deadly hurtlings of battle, who had fought so bravely to save his whole army fi'om death by starvation, and who had now offered up a youthful life as a sweet, rich sacrifice on the altar of his country. An exile and a pilgrim from liis own native land, he had come to America to die for the flag that is the emblem of liberty throughout the world. All Througrh a Mistake. The first battle of Bull Run broke the calm of a peaceful Sabbath in such a manner as was never known before in Virginia, and terrible must have been the scene at the fami houses of Mr. Lewis and Mrs. Henry, upon the knolls beyond the breastworks, where the awful carnage opened up. For hoixrs the fighting goes on, with ghastly horror and varying suc- cess to both armies. There is marching to and fro of regiments. There is not much order. Regiments are scattered. The lines are not even. This is the first battle, and officers and men are inexperi- enced. There are a great many stragglers on both sides ; more, probably, from the rebel ranks than from McDowell's army, for thus far the battle has gone against them. You can see them scattered ovei the fields, beyond Mr. Lewis's. The fight goes on. The artillery crashes loudei- than before. There is a continuous rattle of musketry. It is like the roaring of a hail storm. Sherman and Keyes move down to the foot of the hill, near Mr. Lewis's. Burnside and Porter march across the turnpike. Franklin and How- ard and Wilcox, who have been pushing south, turn toward the southeast. There are desperate hand-to-hand encounters. Cannon are taken and re-taken. Gun- ners on both sides are shot while loading their pieces. Hundreds fall, and other hundreds leave the ranks. Tlie woods to- wards Sudley Springs are filled with wounded men and fugitives, weak, thirsty, hungry, exhausted, worn down by the long morning march, want of sleep, lack of food, and the excitement of the hour. Across the plains, towards Managsas, are other crowds, — disappointed, faint-hearted, defeated soldiers, fleeing for safety. " We are defeated ! " " Our regiments are cut to pieces ! " GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC 299 " General Bartow i.s wounded and Gen- eral Bee is killed! " Thus they cry as they hasten towards Manassas. Officers and men in the rebel Tanks feel that the battle is all but lost. Union otficers and men feel that it is almost won. The rebel right wing, far out upon the tturnpike, has been folded back upon the centre ; the centre has been driven in upon the left wing, and tlie left wing has been pushed back beyond Mr Lewis's house. Griffin's and Rickett's batteries, which had l)een firing from the ridge west of the toll gate, were ordered forward to the knoll from which the rebel batteries had been -diiven. "It is too far in advance," said General Griffin. "The Fire Zouaves will support you," 5aid General Barry. "It is better to have them go in advance till we come into position ; then they can fall back," Griffin replied. " No ; you are to move first, those are ■the orders. Tlie Zouaves are all ready to follow on the double quick." " I will go ; but, mark my words, they will not support me." The battery galloped over the fields, •descended the hill, crossed the ravine, ad- 'vancing to the brow of the hill near Mrs. Henry's, followed by Rickett's battery, mean judges of Avhisky. These are the kind of fellows I like to fight ! " Bleeding* to Death, but Sound as a Trout. After the fight at Manassas had termi- nated, Adjutant Flint, of the Confederate ranks, Avas detailed as one of a burying: party, and was out all night and most of the following day. As his regiment had been engaged near Centreville, he was hunting along the slopes for any poor fel- (JREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 303 low who required assistance, Avhen his at- tention was called to moans in the bushes near by. (Sailing some comrades, search was made for the sufferer. They found him leaning against a tree, near which a shell had exploded — his countenance was ghastly pale, and he rolled his eyes appar- ently in great torture. " "What's the mat- ter, Lieutenant ? " he was asked ; but he groaned and fell on his face. " What can we do for you ? " inquired another. " Oh ! leave me to my fate, boys," was the sor- rowful and faint reply. " I am dying every minute, and can't last long — I'm bleeding internally, and my blood is flowing fast ! Farewell to my own sunny South ; good bye, boys, and if any body shall ever visit Holly Springs, tell 'em that Shanks died like a patriot for his country, and shot four Yankees before he fell ! Give my love to the Colonel and all the rest of the boys, and when you write, don't fail to give my last dying regards to Miss Sally Smith, if any on ye know her, and say I was faith- ful to the last — faithful to the last." Affected beyond all words by the poor Lieutenant's simplicity and sufferings, they determined to carry him to the nearest am- bulance, and ask a doctor to look at his wound. They placed him in a blanket, and in solemn procession had proceeded about half a mile, when he positively re- fused to go farther. " Let me down gent- ly, boys, I can't stand shaking — there isn't much blood in me now, anyhow, and I feel I'm passing away from this vale of tears and wicked world every minute, and can't last long." A doctor was passing at the time, with sleeves rolled up, looking more like a gentleman butcher than anything else, and in whispers he was told of the condition of poor Shanks, who was now groaning more piteously than ever. "I think he's bleeding internally, doc," said Adjutant Flint, " for I don't see any blood, although his momentary contortions are awful to look at — if he wasn't suffering so much I should be tempted to laugh." "Where are you hit. Lieutenant?" in- quired the surgeon tenderly. " Oh ! don't touch me, doc, pray don't — I'm mortally wounded under the left shoulder blade, the ball has ranged downwards, and I'm bleed- ing internally ! " In a trice, Shanks's coat was cut in all directions, but yet there was no wound vis- ible, until, to stop his lamentable groans, the surgeon asked again : " Where are you hit, — don't groan everlastingly. Shanks, but place your hand upon tlie wound, and let's see what can be done for you." The place indicated was as sound as any part of his body, and after searching in vain for half an hour, and cutting the clothes off his back in search of blood, the doctor gave Shanks a slap, laughing as he said — " Get up. Shanks, and don't make a fool of yourself any longer ; you are as sound as a trout, man — your wound is all imagi- nary." They all began to laugh heartily, and were about to take signal vengeance on him for making them carry him half a mile through the mud and bushes, when Shanks jumped up as lively as ever and threatened to whip any man who should dare laugh at him — a threat that would have been ful- filled to the letter. It seems that a shell had burst within a few feet of him, and feeling certain that he was woimded by a fragment, he suffered all the symptoms of a wounded and dying man. In proof of his sincerity, poor Shanks had lain out in the rain all night, and when found he looked the most lamentable object for a first Lieu- tenant that could be imagined. The story got wind pretty universally, and Shanks always had an engagement on hand to 'whip somebody,' vmtil at Gaines' IVIill he at last fell mortally wounded. Waving- the Stars and Stripes from the Sum- mit of Lost Mountain. The battle of Lost Mountaui, in Georgia, was one of the most severe battles of the war of the rebellion. At daylight on the 304 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION.* seventeenth of June, 1864, the Union right was in motion from the third line of rifle- pits on Lost Mountain ; and as Hooker advanced steadily, he was only supported by Schofield, immediately on his left. From the beginning the battle raged fiiri- ously ; each succeeding line of rebel works was found stronger, and the ascent, as the National forces neared the top of the mountain, grew more difficult and danger- ous. The rebels, too, fought more obstin- ately the further they retired, and their fire continued to increase in deadly fury and power. At eight o'clock, the fourth line of rifle- pits was carried, resulting in the capture of a few rebel prisoners, and of nearly all their wounded. The troops who occupied the works only left them when absolutely pushed out ; for in many places the assail- ants and assailed were mingled together in a hand-to-hand encounter for several minutes, before the Union troops could ob- tain positive possession. Schofield moved forward toward Pine Hill, carefully keep- ing up the unity between his right and Hooker's left, and, after a pretty stubborn resistance on the part of the rebels, he carried two lines of their earthworks. After so furious an onslaught as was made in the morning, it became necessary to rest and recuperate the men for an hour or more, whi'-h was done by the lines lying down in the ditches from which they had just dispossessed the enemy. About eight o'clock the onset was renewed, and more furious fighting occurred ; but the Union march was onward, with steady tread, and the resistance of the rebels only availea to sacrifice thousands of lives on both sides — nothing more. From that time there was no halt, no real check ; and by one o'clock, at high noon, the Stars and Stripes waved from the summit of Lost Mountain, and Hooker stood proudly on the top, greeted by the voices of ten thou- sand of as gallant soldiers as ever fired a shot or charged a bayonet. Bloody Sabre-Chax^e by Colonel Minty. General Biilpatrick made a brilliant raid upon the rebel region around Atlanta, Georgia, in August, just preceding the fall of that place. Four days of constant fighting was had under Ealpatrick, and the damage and destruction was great. Suddenly, however, the Union forces were surrounded. With wild yells a whole division of Confederate cavalry (Jack- son's,) five thousand strong, were seen coming down on the keen run, accompa. nied by ten pieces of artillery. Ere Kil- patrick had time to leani what was coming, a spirited attack was made upon the rear, and shells came tearing over the fields and bursting over the columns. Kilpatrick's keen eye soon comprehended the situation. Minty's brigade was instantly with- drawn and hastily formed along the road, in line of regimental column. While oth- er regiments which were to charge simul- taneously with Minty's, were being ma- na?uvred into position to meet the on- slaught of the rebels, who were sweeping down upon them, the men had time to see the danger that surrounded them — rebels to the right of them, rebels to the left of them, rebels in the rear of them, rebels in front of them — suri'oimded, there was no salvation but to cut their way out. Spec- tres of Libby prison and starvation flitted across their vision, and they saw that the deadly conflict could not be avoided. Placing himself at the head of his brigade, the gallant and fearless Minty drew his sabre, and liis voice rung out clear and loud, " Attention, column; forward, trot, regu- late by the centre regiment, march, gallop^' march ! " Away the brigade went with a yell that echoed loud across the valleys. The ground from which the start was made, and over wluch they charged, was a plantation of about two square miles, tliickly strewn with patches of woods, deep water cuts, fences, ditches, and morasses. At the word, away GREx\.T CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 305 wont the bold dragoons, at the height of their speed. Fences were jumped, ditches were no impediment. The rattle of the sabres, mingled with that of the mess kettles and frying-pans, that jingled at the sides of the pack mule brigade, which were madly pushed forward by the fright- ened darkies who straddled them. Charging for their very lives, and yell- ing like unchained devils, Minty and his troopers encomitered the rebels behind a hastily erected barricade of rails. Press- ing their rowels deep into their horses' flanks, and raising their sabres aloft, on, on — on, nearer and nearer to the rebels they plunged. The terror-stricken enemy could not withstand the thunderous wave of men and horses that threatened to en- gulf them. They broke and ran, just us Minty and his troopers were urging tlieir horses for the decisive blow. In an instant all was confusion. The yells of the horsemen were drowned in the- clash- ing of" steel and the groans of the dying. On pressed Minty in pursuit, his men's sabres striking right and left and cutting down everything in their path. The rebel horsemen were seen to reel and pitch headlong to the earth, while their frighten- ed steeds rushed pell-mell over their bod- ies. Many of the rebels defended them- selves with almost superhuman strength, yet it was all in vain. The charge of Federal steel was irresistible. The heads and limbs of some of the poor rebels were actually severed from the bodies — the head of the rider falling on one side of the horse, the lifeless trunk upon the other. Hardly a Union man flinched, in the work of death, and when the brigade came out, more than half the sabres were stained or clotted with blood. Three stands of colors were captured — the Fourth United States taking two, and the Fourth Michigan one. Colonel Minty, whose soldierly foi-m was conspicuous in the charge, urging his men to follow his lead, had his horse shot under him. Remember Fort Pillo-w! The terrible butchery of colored Union soldiers at Fort Pillow — killed in cold blood, instead of being treated as prisoners of war — by General Forrest, the Confed- erate commander at that post, sent a feel- ing of horror throughout the entire coun- try. It did not, however, excite astonish- ment on the part of those acquainted with the antecedents of the rebel chieftain. About the middle of the summer of 18G2, Forrest surprised the post of Murfrees- boro, commanded by Brigadier-General " Remember Fort Pillow." Crittenden, of Indiana. The garrison was composed mostly of the Ninth Michigan and Second Minnesota infantry and the Seventh Pennsylvania cavalry. AtteF some little fighting, the troops were sur- rendered. A mulatto man, who was a servant of one of the officers of the Union forces, was brought to Forrest on horse- back. The latter enquired of him, with many oaths, ' What he was doing there ? * The latter answered that he was a free man, and came out as a servant to an offi- cer — naming the officer. Forret^t, who was on horseback, deliberately put his hand to his holster, drew his pistol, and blew the man's brains out. This statement was made by a Confederate officer, with the additional 306 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION. fact that the mulatto man came from Penn- sylvania, that the murdered man was not a soldier, and, indeed, the occurrence took place before the United States Govern- ment determined to arm negroes for mili- tary service. But the example set by General Forrest at Fort Pillow furnished the colored troops Avith an avenging watch-word, when, some time afterwards, a force of Union black troops was sent out, opposite Natchez, Mississippi, to disperse a similar force of rebels. The latter were badly whipped and routed. The blacks went into battle with the rallying cry of " Remember Fort Pillow." Eleven men were captured, but were immediately put to the SAvord on the spot where they surrendered. One rebel dropped upon his knees before a black soldier, and begged for his life. The soldier turned to his Captain and said, " Captain, what "shall I do Avitli this man?" " Do with him as he Avould do with you if he was in your place and you was in his," was the quick reply. Swift as thought, a loyal bullet Avas sent from a Colt revolver through the rebel's head, and he fell dead at the hands of one who, to that extent, had avenged the wrongs of his race. It Avas the example set at Fort PilloAV and the policy there in- itiated, legitimately carried out. How the Flagr was Planted at Vicksburg'. For tAvo long hours a terrible cannon- ade was can-ied on during one of the eventful days before Vicksburg, when on the left, in Smith's, Carr's, and Osterhaus' division, a charge Avas made. Winding through the valleys, clambering over the hills, evervAvhere subjected to a murder- ous enfilading and cross fire, they pressed up close to the rebel works to find that a deep ditch, protected by sharp stakes along the outer edge, lay between them and the intrenchments. They planted their flag directly before the fort, and crouched doAvn behind the embankment, out of range of the rebel fire, as camly as possible, to await developments. The soldiers Avith- in the fort could not raise above the para- pet to fire at them, for if they did a hun- dred bullets came Avhizzing through the air, and the adventurers A\'ere ' nowhere.' Use for a Shell. They adopted another plan. Talcing a shell, they cut the fuse close off, lighted it, and rolled it over the outer slope of the em- bankment. Subsequently, with picks ami shavels, a Avay Avas dug into one fort, and through the breach the boys Avalked brave- ly in. ♦ One of Bill Myers's Capers in Missouri. Bill IMyers Avas one of the earliest an(' most notorious buslnvhackers and horst thieves in Missouri ; his stealing of horses, guns, and everything else that came in the way, being all done in the name of the " Southern Confederacy," and he Avas a kind of mean fac-simile of Jeff. Thomp- son, and othei" ' Generals ' of the same stripe in that region, in those dark day. of Avar and persecution. Soon after Bill commenced his patriotic career, he stole from a Union man one ol the finest horses in the neighborhood, and continued to use him as his Avar-horse through many hard chases, both in pursuit I of plunder and in retreat from the pursuit GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 307 ■of the avenging Union soldiers, until he was completely broken down and used up. In this condition, Bill rode him into the neighborhood whence he stole him, and where he (Myers) had previously lived. Bill had a particular friend named M'Fadden, who owned a fine farm, plenty of fine horses, cattle, etc., and a few lively darkies ; and there Bill went by niglit, con- fident of a warm reception and good lodg- ings for himself and his broken-doAvn horse. M'Fadden was like thousands in Mis- ■ ouri, wlio " took no sides — no part nor lot in the war " publicly, but Avould privately Jetf. Thompson. aid and encourage the bushwhackers in 3very way possible, when it could be done without detection. A watch being set to guard against any sudden surprise, Bill en- tertained his host with many an adventure and hairbreadth escape from capture and death, hi which his listener was greatly in- terested and deeply sympathized. M'Fad- den noticed the wretched condition of Bill's horse, the property of a former intimate friend, but now abused as " a black Repub- lican," who had contributed but a very small amount of what he ought to do in support of Southern rights ; and urged Bill by all means to get a better horse — that one doing the service and i-unning the risks he did, in support of " oiu' cause," ought to be well mounted uU the time, and that Jiot at his own expense — it being miderstood, of course, at the expense of " black Re- jDublicans." The justice of these ideas was admitted by Bill, who, however, spoke of the risks of thus taking horses wherever he could find them, the exasperation of the comnui- nity at that kind of war, and of the injury it had done to their cause, however proper in itself M'Fadden thought all such qualms of conscience out of place, and urged, " Every thing for the cause ; noth- ing for men." But it was growing late, and as Bill liad to be up and off before daylight, as the " Feds " might be about, with many kind wishes and hopes of suc- cess each retired to bed with the under- standing that Bill, knowing where to find his poor broken-down horse, would wait on himself when he should leave before the light of dawn. M'Fadden had got too much exhilarated by the exciting scenes narrated by his friend Bill to sleep soundly. He was wakeful, and distinctly heard the soft foot- steps of Bill as he retired quietly, in order not to awake his friend or his family, or to arouse the suspicion of any thing " wrong in Denmark." But M'Fadden was re- joiced to know that Bill was again safely " at sea " in the bush, and that nothing had occurred to betray him, M'F., as the har- borer of a bushwhacker. But alas for the sequel/ Quite early in the morning the contraband whose business it was to feed the horses and prepare for the work of the day came thundering at his master's door, with — " Master, master ! your fine bay h.ozz~._ Ned Buntline, is dun bin stole and gone, and dat old broke-down gray boss what Massa Bill rode is thar in the stable whar your boss was ! " Springing from the bed as if an earth- quake was just beginning to rumble, M'Fadd n cried out, " Oh, surely, Jack, you are mistaken ! " But quickly as possi- ble he liauled on his trowsers and ran to 308 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. the stable; and, sure enough, there was old gray — once the elegant charger of his old friend and neighbor, but no^v a hated " black Republican," the designation of all Union men in that region — and his own Hne bay was out and gone, " and if for- ever," " then still forever," etc. If the quotations be not right, readers can hunt up the documents for themselves ; but the facts of the case are too palpable to be misunderstood. Bill had taken his friend's advice, and merely exchanged old gray for a better charger, — fully agreeing with M'F., " Every thing for the cause — noth- ing for men," and that qualms of conscience were, after all, decidedly out of place. But the misfortune did not stop here. Had it been in a distant neighborhood from the old home of Bill, M'Fadden might have retained " old gray," as a stray waiting for the call of his proper owner ; but, being right at home, old gray, though badly broken-down, was too easily recognized to be retained on the farm, and was forthwith sent home to his proper owner, with the singular explanation that he was found in the stable in place of his own fine bay, which was supposed to be stolen by some unknown bushwhacker. Long Table-Cloths for Southern Cavalrymen. Private Reed, of the Seventh Ohio reg- iment, while making a reconnoissance with other soldiers, in Virginia, was sent to search a house about eight hundred yards from the road. He went up to the house and walked in, but on opening the door could not see anybody in the house. The table was set, ready for breakfast, the table- cloth hanging down, touching the floor. He first looked under the bed, but in vain. As he was about to go away he thought he would look under the table ; so he lifted the cloth, and, lo ! a pair of spurs and also a cavalryman attached to them ! He lay there so quiet, that death would not have been more so. As soon as he discovered him, Reed, cockhig his piece, presented it to the hidmg man's breast, at the same time ordering him to come out. After looking at Reed for a second, he complied with the order. On their leaving the house together, the prisoner stated that he was a member of Ashby's cavalry, and had stopped there to get something to eat. He then said : " Since you have got me, you may as well have my horse." So they walked round to the bam and got his horse, also a sabre and a carbine. They then proceeded to where the boys had quartered themselves, and the gallant private deliv- ered to General Geary the prisoner whom he had taken from his very domestic re- treat. ■ ♦ Not Yankees, but— Wolford's Cavalry. Wolford's cavalry distinguished itself by some dashing and remarkable exploits in its campaign of 1862, in Temiessee and that region. That which took place in the neighborhood of New Haven was one of the most brilliant and successful. Coming upon the enemy suddenly. Captain Adams shouted : " Halt ! and present arras ! " All, with the precision and coolness of vetei'ans, in a moment leveled their guns upon the now panic-stricken, confused enemy ; and the Captain at the top of his voice called out : " I demand your immediate, uncondi- tional surrender." " To whom must I sur- render ? " called out Colonel Crawford in command of the Third Georgia cavalry, as he now stepped forward. " To Captam Adams, commanding the First Kentucky cavalry," replied the Captain. " Give me a few moments to consult my officers, will you ? " said tlie Colonel. " I have no time to fool away," said the Captain. " Two minutes and a half. Sir, and I will order my men to work upon you." " If I have only that time. Captain," said the Colonel, " I will surrender at once, expecting good treatment from so gallant an officer and such brave men as you have the honor to command." The camp was accordingly surrendered, and the whole force, consist- ing of nearly all the Third Georgia cav- alry, a few of the First Kentucky seces- GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, SOD sion cavalry, and some of the Texas Rangers, — and all without the firing of a gini. Before the other gallant fellows could come up, the whole affiiir was over, and they only had the pleasure of feeling that they had also gallantly done theii* part, in coming up to the support of the more fortunate advance, to whom the main credit of the exploit belonged. As the advance dashed around the camp, a group stood near them looking on m wonder. As they halted, one exclaimed : " You are not Yankees, are you ? " " No," answered Sergeant Humphrey. He turned to his fellows and, clapping his hands, exclaimed : " Didn't I tell you they were not Yankees ? Didn't I tell you so ? Who are you? " he called out again. " Wolford's cavalry," re- plied the Sergeant. Then raising his hands in utter despair, the poor Georgian exclaimed : " Good heavens ! then we are gone." They were marched over to Eliz- abethtown. Bearing- the Standard through Baltimore. Previously to the departure of the Sixth Massachusetts regiment for the defence of Washmgton, they were gathered in front of the State House, Boston, to hear the parting words of Governor Andrew. At the end of his remarks, the Governor presented the regiment with a standard, telling them to see to it that no foe should ever take it from them. They received it with cheers, and swore to die in its de- fence. Well, when they got out 'of the cars at Baltimore, to march across the city, the colors were given to the breeze, and borne aloft in defiance of every foe. The stand- ard-bearer, as noble a fellow as ever wore the uniform of the Old Bay State, was Timothy Crowley. His two aids were Sergeants Derril and Marland. Unused, as, indeed, all the soldiers then were, to the rough usage of actual warfare, it would not have been strange if Crowley had shown some signs of fear. Indeed, he might have rolled up the colors, which would inevitably call down upon him the hatred of the vast and murderous mob. But Crowley was not made of such stuff. He had sworn to stand by liis standard, and with him it was either succeed, or die in the attempt. Pistols were freely fired, but the company saw at their head that stand- ard proudly leading them on. No one w^ho has never been in actual service am imagine how the colors of a regiment keep up its covu-age. So long as they are de- fiant, the company have light hearts ; if they should be taken away, a strange dis- trust runs through the whole force. As it was, the troops had lost their band, — they did not even have a fife and drum, — and so they kept their eyes upon this standard. Tramp, tramp, tramp — left, left, left, — the music of their ow^n steady, meas- lu-ed tread, — this was all they had. Crow- ley was the target for many a missile, for the mob knew that to disgrace the re about seven miles south of Elk Water camp. It seems that, in company with three other Rebel officers he was approach- ing the Federal fortifications with a view of making a reconnoissance. Secreted in the bushes, by the road-side, were a num- ber of the Seventeenth Indiana regiment, and, as Washington and his companions came up the road, the Indiana boys rose from their concealment and fired. Wash- ington fell from his horse, on the first round, having received three bullets, two of Avhich passed entirely through his body, entering at the riglit breast. One of the other officers was also hit, but the two re- maining unhurt managed to get him away by supporting him on his horse. The body of Washington was conveyed to the quarters of Colonel Waggoner. He lived for tlie" space of half an hour, and never spoke save to utter once, " O, my God ! " The next day his body Avas sent to the rebel camp, under a flag of truce. In the pockets of Washington were found one Ixindred dollars in United States gold currency, and a splendid gold watch. His dress was new, and of the most elegant make, broadcloth coat and pants, and a white satin vest. His shoul- der-straps denoted him to be a Colonel. He early paid the penalty of treason to that Government, in defence of which he, above all other American citizens, ought willingly and proudly to have raised his arm and poured forth his blood, instead of fatuitously following the lead of such men as Letcher, Wise, and other Virginia high- priests of treason and blood. To Wise's example and threats, in especial, is due 342 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. the sacrifice of the noblest blood of the Old Dominion, for to none more than to him did the chivalry of Virginia look for their political cue. Shade of George Washington — pa- ter patricB — alas ! Gen. Henry A. Wise. Determined Capture of a Texan Battle-Plag, On the 9th of October, 1862, Colonel Fuller, commander of the First Brigade, Second Division, of the Mississippi Army, forwarded to Governor Tod, of Ohio, the battle-flag of the Sixth Texas Regiment, which was captured by a private of the Twenty-seventh Ohio Infantry, at the bat- tle of Corinth, October 4th. The history of the capture of this flag is most inter- esting. The rebels, in four close columns, were pressing with gallantry, amounting to recklessness, upon the Ohio Brigade, Avith the evident intention of breaking our lines, when the terrible and incessant fire of our men drove them back in the utmost con- fusion. The Sixth Texas bore doAvn upon the left centre of the Twenty-seventh Ohio, with this flag at the head of their column, and advanced to within six or eight yards of our lines, when Orrin B. Gould, a pri- vate of Company G, shot down the color- bearer, and rushed forward for the rebel flag. A rebel officer shouted to his men to " save the color," and at the same moment put a bullet into the breast of Gould, but the young hero was not to be intimidated. With the flag-staff" in his hand, and the bullet in his breast, he returned to his regiment, waving the former defiantly in the faces of the enemy. After the battle, Colonel Fuller visited the hospital, and found young Gould stretched upon a cot, evidently in great pain. Upon seeing the Colonel, his pale face was instantly radi- ant with smiles, and pointing to his wound, he said, " Colonel, I don't care for this, since I got their flas;." Captain Tilden's Lucky Escape. Captain Tilden, of the Sixteenth Maine regiment, was taken prisoner in the fight for the Weldon Railroad, in August, 1864, and carried on the way to Richmond about four miles from Petersburg, when he slipped from a car and escaped. Having on a light colored and broad brimmed Kossuth hat, and a rubber overcoat, was unquestionably his bodily salvation. The fact that it rained nearly all the time he was a prisoner gave no look of strange ness or ground for suspicion in his wear ing his rubber coat, while his broad brim med beaver gave him the air and tone of a true southerner " to the manor born." At all events, he walked freely through Ciiptiiin Tilden's Liu-ky Escape. the streets and public places of Peters- bui'g, picking up much valuable informa- GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC. 343 tion, which he afterwards imparted to- the Union commanding generals. When he first struck the rebel lines with a view to get through them, he was fortunate enough in his plan of concealment and observa- tion to hear a Confederate soldier I'emark to another : " The yanks will have hard work getting through our three battle lines hei'e, but down below, where there is only a thin skirmish line, it ain't so safe, I reckon." The Captain thought he would take a look after that " thin skirmish line," and he found it. The heavy storm and dense darkness of the night enabled him to get through the line. He did not get through any too quick, for two shots were fired at him while between the Confede- rate skirmish line and his own. He finally came upon the pickets of his own brig- ade — a piece of good fortune pleasingly agreeable, and quite as remarkable as agreeable. A Milesian's Plucky Defence of the Flag. The transport of the Confederate prison- ers from New Orleans, to Baton Rouge, on board the steamer Empire Pai'ish, elicited many a merry incident. In the saloon of the steamer there was noticed a lubberly rebel with a little flag, to which he seemed de- sirous to attract attention, as he occasion- ally flourished it, with remarks disparaging to the Union cause. An under-sized Union soldier was on guard, apparently indifferent to what was going on ; but the seqviel proved that, though his mouth was shut, his ears were open, for suddenly he dropped his musket, and, quick as light- ning, " let go his left mawley," and the frontispiece of the rebel color-bearer being in the way, there was a collision, in which the frontispiece got the worst of it, its owner trying the while to secure his flag by hidi-ng it in his bosom. He was foiled, as the plucky little Milesian (for he proved by his brogue that he was a " broth of a boy,") went down after it, secured it, and flapping the well-earned trophy in the face of his foe, remarked, " You bloody ribil. you can't flap that bastard flag in these lines. Who's got another?" That was the last of the flag insults. As Good as a Captured Gun. There was an odd character among Berdan's Sharpshooters, near Yorktown. known as " Old Seth." He was quite an ' individooal,' and a crack shot — one of the best in the regiment. " His " instrument," as he termed it, was one of the heaviest telescopic rifles. One night, at the time of roll call, Old Seth was non est. This was somewhat unusual, as the old chap was always up to time. A sergeant went out to hunt him up, he being somewhat fear- ful that the old man had been hit. After As good as a Captured Gun. perambulating around in the advance of the picket line, he heard a low " Halloo ! " " Who's there ? " inquired the sergeant. " It's me," responded Seth, " and I've cap- tured a secesh gun." " Bring it in," said the sergeant. " Can't do it," exclaimed Seth. It soon became apparent to the sergeant, that " Old Seth" had the exact range of one of the enemy's heaviest guns, and they could not load it for fear of being picked off by him. Again the old man shout- ed, " Fetch me a couple of haversacks full of gx'ub, as this is my gun, and the cussed varmints sha'nt fire it agin, while the 344 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, scrimmage lasts." This was done, and the old patriot kept a good watch over that gun. In fact it was a captured gun — or as good as that. Pemberton's Gluestion about Grant Answered. In one of the assaults upon Vicksburg Lieutenant-Colonel Graham, of the Twen- ty-second Iowa infantry, was taken prisoner. This officer, with three companies, had gained a position in the ditch in front of the rebel works. Sending for spades, he commenced to throw up traverses to pro- tect him from an enfilading fire, and then sent for reinforcements. The Lieutenant- Colonel, however, had barely time to con- gratulate himself on the security of his Gen. John C. Pemberton. position, and the fact that the colors of the Twenty-second had been planted on the pai-apet of the fort before them, ere an awkward turn was given to his reflec- tions, by the ingenious enemy. Unable to reach our men with musket, bayonet or artillery, they resorted to the effective mode of lighting the fuses of shells and dropping them over the parapet into the ditch below. Unable to either run or stay, our men took a middle course, and surren- dered. The party was conducted to the county jail, with the exception of Colonel Gra- ham, who was taken before General Pem- berton. The rebel commander propounded the following questions : "•What regiment do you belong to ?" " Is the Twenty-second Iowa an Abo- lition regiment?" " How many nigger regiments have you felloAvs got out there ? " " What is that fellow Grant trying to do?" " How many men have you got in your ai-my ? " The answers of the indignant officer at these interrogatories can be readily imag- ined ; assuring Pemberton that " that fellow Grant " meant to and would take Vicksburg, and receiving the reply, " No, by , he won't ! " Colonel Graham was sent to join his friends in the prison. Emptying' a Hawk's Nest. At one point in the battle of Chatta- nooga there was a lull — at least it had gone shattering and thundering down the line, and the boys were as much "at ease " as boys can be upon whom, at any moment, the storm may roll back again. To be sure occasional shots, and now and then a cometary shell, kept them alive ; but one of the boys ran down to a little spring, and towards the woods where the enemy lay, for water. He had just stopped and swung down his canteen, when, ' tick ! ' — a rifle ball struck it at an angle and bounded away. He looked around an instant, discovered nobody, thought it was a chance shot — a piece of lead, that goes at a killing rate without malice prepense ; and so, nowise infirm of purpose, he again bent to get the water. ' Ping ! ' a second bullet cuts the cord of his canteen, and the boy " got the idea " — a sharpshooter was after him — and he Avent to the right- about on the double quick to the ranks. A soldier from another part of the line made a pilgrimage to the spring, was struck, and fell by its brink. But where was the marksman ? Two or three boys ran out to draw his fire, Avhile others watched : ' Crack ! ' went the unseen piece GREAT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 345 again, and some keen-eyed fellow spied a smoke rolling out from a little cedar. This was the spot, then, where the rebel had made him a hawk's nest — in choice Indian, a Chattanooga in the tree — and drawing the covert aromid him, was taking a quiet hand at ' steeple-shooting ' at long range. A big, blue-eyed German, tall enough to look into the third generation, and a sharpshooter withal, volunteered to dis- lodge him. Dropping into a little riuiway that neared the tree diagonally, he turned upon his back, and worked himself cau- tiously along ; reaching a point perilously close, he whipped over, took him as he lay, and God and his true right hand " gave him good deliverance." Away flew the bullet, an instant elapsed, the volume of the cedar parted, and, " like a big frog," as the boys described it, out leaped a gray-back, the hawk's nest was empty, and a dead rebel lay under the tree. It was neatly done by the German man grown. May he live to tell the story a thousand times to his moon-faced grand- children. Pollj, the Reverend General, in the very- Tightest Place. An English officer. Colonel Freemantle, who served for some time in the rebel army, and lived long enough in the South to make the acquaintance of a number of the prominent men there, afterward pub- lished a book relating his experience. In this book he tells the following story, as it was told him by Lieutenant- General Polk : — Well, sir, it was at the battle of Perryville, late in the evening — in fact, it was almost dark, when Lindell's battery came into action. Shortly after the arrival, I observed a body of men, whom I thought to be Confederates, standing at an angle to this brigade, and firing obliquely at the newly arrived troops. I said, " Dear me, this is very sad and must be stopped ; " so I turned roimd, but could find none of my young men, so T determined to ride my- 22 self and settle the matter. Having can- tered to the Colonel of the regiment that was firing, I asked him, in angry tones, what he meant by shooting his own friends. He answered with surprise, " I don't think there can be any mistake about it ; I am sure they are the enemy." " Enemy ! Why, I have only just left them myself. Cease fii'ing, sir. What is your name ? " " My name is Colonel , of the Lidiana ; I pray, sir, who are you ? " Then I saw, to my astonishment, that I was in the rear of a regiment of Yankees. Well, I saw there was no hope but t® brazen it out ; my dark blouse and the in- creasing obscurity befriended me ; so I approached quite close to him, and shook my fist in his face, saying. " I'll show you who I am, sir ! Cease firing, sir, at once !" I then turned my horse and cantered slowly down the line, shouting authorita- tively to the Yankees to cease firing ; at the same time I experienced a disagreea- ble sensation, like screwing up my back, and calculating how many bullets would be between my shoulders every minute. I was afraid to increase my pace till I got to a small copse. Wlien I put the spurs in and galloped back to my men. I went up to the nearest Colonel, and said : " Colo- nel, I have reconnoitered those fellows 346 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, pretty closely, and there is no mistake Avho they are ; you may get up and go at them." And I assure you, sir, that the slaughter of that Indiana regiment was the greatest I have seen in this war. Hovey's Brilliant Charge— the Preachers' Regiment. One of the most brilliant and daring operations in the fight at Vicksburg, was performed by General Hovey, at the head of several of his regiments. He had met with varied success all the morning — some- times gaining a little, and again being driven. The heights were steep, the ene- my numerous, their positions almost inac- cessible and protected by timber, while from every crest on the heights their bat- teries rained hurricanes of death upon his thirsty, weary col- umn. Finally, about noon, the General arranged a storming party, and heading them in person, mov- ed directly up a gorge in the hills,every iucl i of which was swepi by tlie musketry and artillery of tlie ene- my. Two four and one six gun battery commanded the gorge, and on both sides of it were mass- ed heavy supports of infantry. On went the storming party, and in twenty minutes the gallant rem- nant of those who started were hurrah- ing over the possession of all the guns, the crest of the hills, and the total rout of the infantry. In this charge the Twen- ty-fourth Iowa — a regiment made up largely of clei'gymen, and hence known as the " preachers' regiment " — was fore- most, and was nearly annihilated. No more gallant thing has been done in the history of gallant efforts. Ahead of his Troops. During the fog and darkness of the night on which Decatur was taken, Gen- eral Dodge, Colonel Spencer, of his staff, and a few others, thinking that the troop?, who were to cross at another point, had quietly occupied the place, started in a little boat to row directly across to the town. The fog was so close that it was impossible to see anything. As the boat neared the Decatur shore, a sentinel on shore heard it splashing and hailed, "Who goes there?" Thinkino; it to be a Union soldier, the General sang out, " General Dodge." Bang ! went the gun of the sentinel — he was a rebel picket. The boat was instantly put to the right-about, and got safely away, although fired at by all tlie guard. The General wisely 1 of his Triiops. determined not to take Decatur without the aid of troops, and waited until he knew they had made a landing. Lee's Great Army Surrendered and the Re- ! hellion in its Final Gasp. I The first week in April — immediately j following the evacuation and snrrender of I Richmond to General Grant — General Lee fbnnd himself in a position from which he could not possibly extricate himself His army lay massed a short distance west (J UK AT CONFLICTS, INDIVIDUAL HEROISM, ETC, 347 of Appomattox Court House ; his last iiveiiue of escape toward Danville on tlie southwest was gone ; Mead was in his rear on the east and on his right flank north of Appomattox Court House ; Sheri- dan liad headed him off completely, by getting between him and Lynchburg; General Ord was on the south of the court-house, near the railroad ; the troons were in the On receipt of this, General Lee at once dispatched another, requesting a personal interview for the object named in General Grant's previous communication, viz., the surrender of the entire rebel army. A flag of truce proceeded to Appomattox Court House shortly after noon, and at about two o'clock the two generals met at the house of Mr. W. McLean. General mo^t enthusiastic I Lee was attended by General Marshall, his adjutant-general ; General Grant, by Colonel Parker, one of his chief aids-de- camp. General Grant arrived about fifteen minutes later than General Lee, and en- tered the parlor where the latter was await- ing him. The two generals greeted each other with dignified courte- s}', and after a few moments conversation, proceeded to the busi- ness before them. Lee ^-■pirits, and tlie rebel army was doomed, immediately alluded to the conditions Lee's last effort was that of attempting to named by General Grant for the surren- Surrender of Gen. Lee and his Army to Gen. Grant. ■cut his way through Sheridan's lines, but it totally failed. On the seventh, a correspondence, look- ing to the surrender of Lee's army, com- menced between himself and General Grant, the purport of General Lee's first note being to ascertain the best terms on which he could surrender his army. Gen- eral Grant's reply not being to Lee's mind, the latter communicated to General Grant a request for a personal interview at a certain jilace, at ten o'clock on the morning of the ninth, to arrange " terms of peace." As this was changing the question at issue, and under discu-ision, and one which Gen- eral Grant had neither the inclination nor the authority to decide, he replied in a note which admitted of no misconstruction, and which virtually ended the negotiations. der, characterized them as exceedingly lenient, and said he would gladly leave all the details to General Grant's own discre- tion. The latter stated the terms of pa- role — that the arms should be stacked, the artillery parked, and tlie supplies and mu- nitions turned over to him, the officers retaining their side arms, horses, and per- sonal effects. General Lee promptly as- sented to the conditions, and the agreement of suri'ender was engrossed and signed by General Lee at half-past three o'clock. Thus substantially ended the interview. Both generals wore the very impersona- tion of dignity and courtesy in their bear- ing. Lee looked very much jaded and worn, but, nevertheless, presented tlie same magnificent physique for Avhich he was always noted. He was neatly dressed 848 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION in gi'ay cloth, without embroidery or any insignia of rank, except three stars worn on the turned portion of his coat collar. He also wore a very fine sword. Grant had no side arms. The large marble-topped centre table on which the two generals signed the minutes, was of a somewhat antiquated style, and was afterwards purchased by Oen Geo. A. Custer General Ord for fifty dollars. General Custer purchased the other table, of small size, on which the documents were pre- pared, for twenty-five dollars. The only trophies left Mr. McLean were the chairs occupied by the two generals and the room itself in which the meeting took place. Numerous ofi^ers were made for the chairs, but Mr. McLean steadily re- fused to part with them. Finally, two ctivalry officers, one of them a Colonel, finding that they could not obtain the chairs by any other means, seized them by force and made off with them. They had endeavored to make the owner take money for them, but he had thrown tbe proffered greenbacks on the floor. After they had been gone some time a cavalry officer rode up to the house, called INIr. McLean out, thrust a ten dollar note in his hand, and shoutmg, " that is for the Colonel's chair," rode off in hot haste. After the interview. General Lee re- turned to his own camp, about half a mile distant, where his leaduig officers were assembled awaiting his return. He an- nounced the result and the terms, where- upon they expressed great satisfaction at the leniency of the conditions. They then approached him in order of rank, shook hands, expressing satisfaction at his course, and their regret at parting. The fact of surrender and the liberal terms were then announced to the troops, and when General Lee appeared among them he wad loudly cheered. On Monday, betAveen nine and ten o'clock in the forenoon. General Grant and staff rode out in the direction of the rebel lines, and on a hill just beyond the court-house, where a full view of the rebel army could be obtained. General Lee was met, attended by but one staff' officer and orderlies. The Generals halted, and, seated on their horses, conversed for nearly an hour upon the prospects for the future, each seeming to realize the mighty influence which the events of the present were to have upon it. General Lee sig- nified very emphatically his desire for a total cessation of hostihties, and indicated his intention to do all in his power to effect that end. This was the last interview between the two great commanders. PART IT.— XAYAL SCENES AND EXPLOITS. PART FOURTH AN^ECDOTES OF THE REBELLION— NAVAL AND COMMERCIAL. SQUADRON, FL'EET, FLOTILLA, STEAMER, GUNBOAT, TRANS- PORT, AND PRIVATEER,— THEIR CRUISES, OFFICERS, CREWS, PERFORMANCES, ETC. Terrible Engagements; Suffering and Death for the Flag; Horrors and Havoc OF Modern Bombardment; Blockade Exploits; Daring Feats of Seamanship; Furious Personal Combats ; Long and Exciting Chases ; Escapes, Rescues, Prizes ; Thrilling Catastrophes and Tragedies| Captures, Sinkings, and Surrenders; Awkward Landsmen, Raw Marines, Jolly Veterans, and Treacherous Pilots" Jack Afloat and Ashork ; Freaks, Drolleries, Haps and Mishaps, among thb Tarpaulins and Blue Jackets ; &c., &c. '■ Shall we give her a broadside once more, my brave men? ' Ay 1 ay 1 ' ran the full, earnest cry ; A broadside I a broadside 1 we'll give them again, Then for God and the Right nobly die 1 " Never, never will ■^ve surrender the ship I — Lieut. Morris, of the " Cumberland." Before I will permit any other flag than the Stars and Stripes to fly at her peak, I will fire a pistol into her maga line and blow her vp. — Capt Porter's reply to the demand to surrender the U. S. ship ".SY Mnry." I hope we'll win it'. I hope we'll win it' — Dyins words of Coxswain Jackson, of the " Wabash," at Port Royai. Tarpaiilin Raking: a Traitor Fore and Aft. the early days of the rebellion, there were at the United States Marshal's office in San Francisco, sev- eral models of ships which had been or- namented with little secession flags about half the size of one's hand. They were made of paper, and colored with red and blue ink. One, at the mast head of the largest ship, bore the name of Jeff. Davis, and the others were the ordinary three-striped rag, adopted as the Confederate ensign. On account of the display of these flags, the only public place in the city, the Marshal's office be= came a sort of privileged quarters for secessionists, and nothing was more com- mon than to hear secession talk there. This was particularly the case after the news of the breaking out of hostilities. The story goes, that while several gen- tlemen were sitting in the Marshal's office, attending to business, a big strapping fel- low, all the way from South Carolina, with a revolver peeping out from under his coat=tail, strode into the place, with the air of a Tarquin, and exclaimed ; " Well, at last, thank God ! we've got these nutmeg-selling, mackerel- catching, cod-livered Yankee sons to come to it. That's just what I've been wanting this many a day! — the nigger- thieving, psalm-singing abolitionists i We'll skin 'em out of their boots." The braggart had scarcely finished his low-lived tirade, when one of the gentle- men, Captain , of the ship , who 352 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION ■vvas observed to be getting nervous, sud- denly jumped up, and taking his place in front of the fellow, and shaking liis fists, replied : " Now, sir, I don't know you, and don't want to know you; but I suppose you designate me as one of those nutmeg-sell- Raking a Traitor. ing, mackerel-catching, cod-livered Yan- . I am captain of the -, and I want you to understand kee - ship that I will not allow any man to use such language respecting me and my people, in my presence. And if you don't recant, I'll whip you here and now. I see your pistol, but I don't care for it. You have insulted me, sir, and you shall answer for it." The boaster, seeing the Captain's deter- mined bearing, and finding that he was in downright earnest, replied by saying that his remarks were general in their nature, and not by any means intended to apply to any particular person. Nothing was further from his purpose than to insult any person present, and particularly a stranger. To this the irate captain retorted : " The language, sir, is an insult to the American name, and I for one will not stand it from any living man. No one but a traitor and a coward can talk in that way. Retract it ! retract it ! " — and with this he com- menced advancing upon the secessioni^t Hercules, who began weakening in the knees, and finally wilted, while tarpauliu raked the traitor's fore and aft without mercy. »-♦ Not a Star Obscured. There were many touching illustrations evoked during the rebellion, of the love cherished by some for the power under which they had been nurtured from their very cradle, notwithstanding the contrary pressure of circumstances and surround- ings. One of these illustrations took the following form : When Captain Armstrong was about to surrender the navy yard at Pensacola, his daughter, after vain en- deavors to persuade him not so to act, de- manded of him a dozen men, and she would protect the place until aid came ; but no — he was untrue and disloyal, and determined to act as he had decided ; the old fiag was hauled down from where it had so long waved, and the renegade Renshaw run his sword through it, vent- ing his spleen upon the flag by which he had so long lived in competence and lux- ury. Human nature could not stand it, and the brave, glorious-hearted woman, seizing the flag, took her scissors and cut from it the ' Union,' telling them that the time was not far distant when she would replace it unsullied ; but for the stripes^ she left them as their legacy, being their just deserts. Not a star on that flag would she allow to be obscured or destroy- ed by the hand of treason. Brave-hearted^ noble vv^oman ! Last Grun of the Cumberland. One of the greatest instances ot patri- otic devotion ever recorded in our own or any other nation's naval history, is that of the last broadside of the Cumberland, in her struggle with the Merrimac. Amid the dying thunders of those memorable NAVAL EXPLOITS, CHASES, ESCAPES, PRIZES, ETC, 353 guns, the noble vessel sank witli her devoted .crew, with the Stars and Stripes still proudly waving above their heads. Neither the shot.s of the Congress, nor of the Cumberland, had any more effect upon the Merrimac than if they had been so many peas or peanuts. But if they could have kept the Merrimac off, she never could have sunk the Cumberland. Naval Peacemaker. They had then, nothing to do but stand and fight and die like men. Buchanan asked their commander, Lieutenant Morris, " Will you surrender the ship ? " " Never," said Morris, " never will we surrender the ship." Buchanan backed his infernal machine off again, and the Cumberland fired as rapidly as she could, but the Merrimac once more ran her steel prow in ; and now it was tiiat Buchanan asked Lieutenant Morris, calling him by name, " Mr. Morris, will you surrender that ship ? " " Never" said Morris ; " sinh her ! " The remaining act in this startling drama is well known. The guns of the Cumberland were coolly manned, loaded and discharged, while the vessel was in a sinking condition, and the good ship went down with the flag flying defiantly at the gaff, and many a heroic patriot perished with her. Going' to See the Rebel Ram. A captured Confederate vessel, iron clad, and of the style commonly denomi- nated " a ram," lay for several weeks in the Delaware, off the Philadelphia navy yard. She was something of a curiosity, and was visited by many hundreds of citi- zens and strangers. Prompted by this feeling, the keeper of a restaurant pro- posed one day to follow the track of the multitude and treat his wife with a sight of the rebel " ram." She consented, and off they sailed. They duly reached the iron deck of the vessel, went into her iron hold, examined her armament, in- spected the damages wrought upon her by the guns of Uncle Sam, gazed upon her iron nose, which was constructed to be thrust impertinently into the affairs of our aforesaid Uncle's webfooted property, and, in short, investigated her, inside and out. Having satisfied his curiosity, the husband proposed to return to shore, when the following conversation occurred : " Now, my dear, we have seen the ves- sel, let us go," said the husband. " Well, yes, — but as we have taken the trouble to come so far, we might as Avell see what we came to look at," said the Avife. " You have seen enough of it, I should think," said he. " Why, no ! I have not seen it at all," she replied. " Seen what ?" he at last inquired with surprise. " Why, the animal that we came to see — the sheep, or ram, or what you call it." Then there was an explosion. The story was too good to be kept. It was told to a visitor who called in the morning for one of the capital 'stews' got up at the friendly establishment in ques- tion. The A-isitor enjoyed it very much — he did ; and, after finishing his repast, 354 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, directed the waiter to inquire of his mis- tress whether she had in her larder any nice chops cut from the rebel " ram." The simpleton actually delivered the message, and the consequence was, that the last seen of the impertinent inquirer was the tail of his coat, as he Avas leaving the premises precipitately, with sundry broom- sticks, boot-jacks, three-legged stools, long-handled sauce pans, and other missiles flying after him. At last accounts he was only too glad to be still running. Pinal Answer of Farragnt to the Emissa- ries of Treason. Just previous to the fall of Norfolk, Va., Admiral Farragut, himself of Southern birth, as was also his true and noble wife, was invited by the emissaries of the insur- gent chiefs to join his fortune to their cause. He promptly declined. The effort to change his purpose was repeated. He was urged by every consideration that it was supposed could influence his pride or ambition, by the ties of consanguinity and place of birth, to side with his native South ; he still refused. ' Those chiefs well knew the man. They knew hhn better than his ovni government then did, and they knew the lion-like qualities that slum- bered beneath liis modest and habitually retiring demeanor, and the achievements of which he was capable when the latent powers of tlie man should be roused to active energy. As a last effort to win him over to their cause, they offered him any position which he should be pleased to name. Admiral Farragut is a man of sincere but unobtrusive piety, a piety as modest as his ovm habitual deportment ; but this assault upon his loyal virtue was more than his nature could endure, and, with a sudden and sailor-like burst of in- dignation, he replied, as he pointed to the emblem of the republic, which floated near him, — " Gentlemen, your efforts are useless. I tell you I would see every man of you 5 before I would raise my arm against that flag." This answer was an extin- guisher. Norfolk soon fell, and Farragut was warned that the South was no place for him. A few hours only were allowed him for escape with his family, leavmg, as he was compelled to do, all his property beliind, which was immediately absorbed by the relentless confiscation of the foe. He reached the house of a friend, north- ward of the Potomac, exclainung, as he did to him, — " Here I am, without a farthing, or a place where I can lay my head ! " In tliis way came Farragut to the North — to the government to which he gave his allegiance — to the flag he so nobly upheld ui many a fierce conflict with armed trea- son. Unknown liady Visitor at the New Orleans Fleet. Just before the city of New Orleans had been definitely surrendered by the author- ities, and whUe the national fleet was anchored off in sight, a small boat, pulled by one pair of oars, was observed leaving the levee. A closely veiled lady was no- ticed in the stern. When she reached one of the vessels, she drew back her veil and beckoned to the officer of the watch. The Captain, who had remarked that she was young and apparently very winsome, dreaded the influence of the fair syren upon his subordinate, as with a gesture he forbade his responding to the mute appeal, and repaired himself to the gangway. Probably he imagined that forty odd years were more secure than twenty from trea- sonable temptation. " Pray, Sir," she asked, in the most mu- sical voice imaginable, " might I inquire if a person named McLellan is on board ?" At the same time she made him a brief but imperative sign, which he construed to signify that he was expected to reply in the afiii'mative. " Certainly there is, Madam ! " (The white lie is accounted for by the NAVAL EXPLOITS, CHASES, ESCAPES, PRIZES, ETC. 355 brilliancy of the flashing eyes which par- tially bewildered the Captain.) " Might I trouble you to give him this lettei; ? " As the Captain descended to take it from one of the smallest and most delicate- ly gloved hands he had ever seen, he par- tially recovered that presence of mind which had not deserted him once during the fierce struggle of the preceding days. He was unwilhng that the first pair of bright eyes he had seen for weeks should vanish so quickly. Fluttered and perspir- ing with excitement, he managed to say — " Would you not wish to step on board, Madam, and speak with him ? " A wicked smile flitted over the charm- ing face before him, and but for his age? and the wife he had lefl in the North, he would infallibly have lost his heart. As it was, he felt it almost going, and laid his heavy hand upon it to check its disposition for levanting from its legitimate owner. " No ; I thank you" ; she said, " such an unexpected pleasure might prove some- what embarrassing." Saying this, she again sat down, drew her veil over her face, and making a sign to the colored boatman, was pulled once more towards the levee. The Captain gazed afler her, sighed, and then looked at the letter. "I suppose I must do duty for 'McLel- lan' on this occasion," he said; "But who the deuce can she be!" He then opened it. The letter contained a great deal of val- uable information respecting the temper of the population of the city. It also stated that Forts Pike and Livingston had been evacuated, and their garrisons dispatched to join Beauregard at Corinth, and distinctly affirmed that no Union sen- timent could find expression in New Or- leans until those who felt it could be guar- anteed the protection of United States troops against the temper of the populace. Subsequent events proved that the fair correspondent was right; and the young subaltern, who was only able to catch au occasional glimpse of those magnetic eyes, as she wa-^ speaking to his commanding officer, sail! that, " Never before was the flashing glance of beauty one half so agreeable." There was more than one on board that craft that night, whose pair of eyes will- ingly forgot their accustomed slumber in the deeper reverie caused by the charming lady visitor. ♦ Majer Downing' on the MeriTnnac. The prowess of the monster Meri-imac, and the fate wliich she met at the hands of the brave and gallant Worden, has been the theme for many pens, both grave and satirical. A good specimen of the latter will be found below. It was a good joke, (according to Majer Jack Downing) that the Kernel got off Lieut. Worden. one day on Seward. You know (quoth the Majer) what a solemn looking chap he is naterally. Wal, since he has got to be Chief Clerk to the President, he seems to look solemer than ever. He cum into Linkin's room, and the Kernel ses, " Have you heard the news. Boss ? " " No," ses Seward, " what is it .? " " Wal," ses Lm- kin, " the Giascutis is loose." " What's that ? " ses Seward. " Why," ses Linkin, 356 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION "ain't you never heard the story of the Giascutis ? " Seward sed he never had. *'Wal," ses the Kernel, "I must tell you. Several yeas ago a couple of Yankees were travelm out West, an' they got out of money. So they konkluded to ' raise the wind ' as follers : They were to go into a village an' announce a show, pretendin that they had a remarkabal animil, which they had jest captured on the Rocky Mountings. A bran new beast, such as was never seen before. The name was the ' Giascutis.' It was to be shown in a room, and one of the fellers was to play Giascutis. He was put behind a screen, an' had some chains to shake, an' he also contrived to growl or howl as no critter ever did before. Wal, the people of the village all cum to see the Giascutis, an' after the room was filled, his compan- ion began to explain to the audience what a terribal beast he had, how he killed ten men, two boys an' five bosses in ketchin him, an' now how he had got him, at 'enor- mous expense,' to show him. Jest as everybody was gapin an' starin, thar was, all at once, a most terrific growlin and howlin, an' rattlin of chains, an' in the ex- citement the showman almost breathless? yelled out at the top of his voice, " the Giascutis is loose ! Run ! run ! run ! " An' away went the people down stairs, heels over head, losin all they had paid, an' seein nothin." " Now," ses Linkin, " the Mcrrymac is out, an' wen I read about the wessels, an' tug boats an' steam- ers all scamperin off as soon as she was seen, I thought she was the Giascutis sure, only I'm afraid she is real Giascutis an' no mistake." Since then, Linkin calls the Merrymac the Giascutis all the time. Yankee Doodle in the Storm of Shot. Master's Mate Arbane, of the Owasco, had a very narrow escape from death at the battle of Galveston, three shot having struck him in diflPerent places. One of the bullets passed completely through the crown of his cap, another penetrated his pantaloons just below the right knee, tak- ing the piece of cloth with it. The third shot struck the gallant fellow's sword just as he raised it in the air, and was ordering his men to give a rousing cheer for " Yankee Doodle." The cheer was given in the storm of shot. ''Charge! Chester, Charge!" Captain Chester was a man of grit ; without any of the oleaginious mixture. He belonged to Pittsburg, and used to carry coal to Memphis. When the war broke out, the Confederates seized his steamboats and his coal-barges, and re- fused to pay him for the coal they had al- ready purchased. The act roused all his ire. He was a tall, athletic man, and had followed the river thirty years. Although surrounded by enemies, he gave them plain Charge I Chester, Charge ' " words. " You are a set of thieves and rascals ! You are cowards, every one of you ! " he shouted. He took off his coat, rolled up his shirt- sleeves, bared his great brawny arms, dashed his hat upon the ground. " Now come on ! I'll fight every one of you, you infernal rascals. I'll whip you all. I challenge you to fight me. You call yourselves chivalrous people. You say you^ believe in fair play. If I whip you shall give up my boats, but if I am beaten, you are welcome to them," NAVAL EXPLOITS, CHASES, ESCAPES. PRIZES, ETC, 357 They laughed in his face, a^nd said, " Blow away, old fellow. We have got your boats. Help yourself if you can." A hot-headed secessionist cried out, " Hang the Yankee." The crowd hustled him about, but he had a few old friends, who took his part, and succeeded in making his escape. ♦ Thirty Tremendous Minutes. The bombardment of Fort Sumter by the iron-clads under Admiral Dupont was equally magnificent and terrible. Unfor- tunately, the Ironsides got disabled by the current at a most critical hour. In this plight, however, it only remained for Ad- miral Dupont to signal to the fleet to dis- regard the movements of the flagship. This he did, and the ships then assumed such positions as were available and they could gain, the whole number being at the Admiral S. F. Dupout. mouth of the harboi% between Cumming's Point and Sullivan's Island, and opposite the northeast and eastern face of Fort Sumter, at distances of from six hundred to a thousand yards. While the manoeu- vres of the Admiral were thus going on, the enemy was not inactive. The power- ful work on Cumming's Point, named Battery B, opened ; the long range rifle ordnance of Fort Beauregard joined in ; Moultrie hurled its heavy metal, the fifty guns lining the Redan swelled the fire ; and the tremendous armament of Sumter vomited forth its fiery hail. There now ensued a period of not more than thirty minutes, Avhich formed the cli' max and white heat of the fight-, for though, from the time when the fire was opened on the head of the approaching line, to the time when the retiring fleet passed out of the enemy's I'ange, there was an interval of two hours and a half, yet the essence of the fight was shut up in those thirty tremendous minutes. The best resources of the descriptive art, are feeble to paint so terrific and aw- ful a reality. Such a fire, or anything even approaching it, was simply never seen before. The mailed ships were in the focus of a concentric fire of those five powerful works, from which they were re- moved only some five to eight hundred yards, and which in all could not have mounted less than three hundred guns, viz., the finest and largest guns from the spoils of the Norfolk navy-yard, the splen- did and heavy ten and eleven inch guns cast at the Tredegar Works, and the most approved English rifled guns, Whitwortli and others, of the largest calibre made. There was something almost pathetic iii the spectacle of those little floating circu- lar towers, exposed to the crushing weight of those tons of metal, hurled against them with the terrific force of modern projectiles, and with such charges of pow- der as were never before dreamed of in artillery firing. During the climax of the fii'e a hundred and sixty shots Avere count- ed in a single minute, and the shot struck the iron-clads as fast as the ticking of a watch. It was less of the character of an ordi- nary artillery duel, and more of the pro- portions of a war of the Titans in the elder mythologies. Final Scene A1}oard the Steamer Mississippi. There is a startling combination of the romantic and tragical in the destruc- tion of the United States steam frigate 358 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION Mississippi. The most exciting scenes portrayed in the best English and Ameri- can naval novels hardly exceed in vivid- ness of description the matter-of-fact nar- rative of this staggering event. The JVIississippi was the last in the line of the fleet which attempted the passage of the Port Hudson batteries, on the night of March 14th. In going up, she was struck by three or four shot only, and the damage done was comparatively insigniii- cant. But when she was at a point near- ly in the centre of the range of batteries, the smoke and steam from the boats in advance, and from the batteries on shore, so enveloped the ship that her pilot lost his bearings, and the frigate grounded on the right bank of the river. For forty mmutes she was exposed to a terriiic fire from all the batteries. During tliis time she fired two hundred and fifty rounds ; but her guns, one after another, were nearly all dismoimted ; lier portholes on the starboard side were knocked into one ; twenty-five or thirty men were kill- ed, and four wounded ; she was riddled through and tlu-ough with shot ; there was no prospect of her ever floating again — and, at last, in the utter hopelessness of the case, Captain Smith gave the order for her abandonment. It is said that during all the time she was under fire there was no particular ex- citement on board. The orders were quietly given and executed. The crew were told to load and fire at the batteries as rapidly as possible, and they did so as long as there was a mounted gun to fire. After the order to abandon the ship had been given, and the crew had all left, Captain Smith and Lieutenant Dewey went around to see if there were any liv- ing men among those lying on the deck, and sprinkled turpentine in the ward-room, setting it on fire. The Captain of the forehold was ordered to fire the ship for- ward, and they then abandoned her, leav- ing the dead on deck. The Captain and Lieutenant pulled in a boat for the Essex. The abandoned ship was soon wrapt in flames, and presently the fire reached the magazine, blowing up the ship with a tre- mendous explosion ; — and that was the finale of the United States steam frigate IVIississippi. ♦ Roberts's Half-Hour's Visit at Island No. 10. One Wednesday night, five launches, one from each gunboat, and carrying in all fifty seamen and soldiers, anned to the teeth, " might have been seen," a little after dark, pushing out from the various gunboats at Island No. 10, and gathering under the shadows of the willows that fringe the Kentucky shore. Each boat had an ofiicer in command, and the whole were in charge of Lieutenant-Colonel Roberts, of the For- ty-second Illinois infantry. The strictest silence was observed — not a whisper nor even the splash of an oar broke the stillness. At length everything was ready, and giving themselves to the Ilalf-hour's visit at Island Mo lu. current, the boats started down the stream, the oarsmen quietly giving each boat suffi- cient motion only to enable the steersman to it to keep close within the shadows. In tliis mysterious manner they departed, and speedily disappeared in the darkness. An hour later, and the solitary rebel sentry, who, musket in hand, paced for- ward and backward along the parapet of the upper battery, had his thoughts dis- turbed by a remarkable appearance. He had just entered the depths of a cogitation, NAVAL EXPLOITS, CHASES, ESCAPES, PRIZES, ETC. 359 the main features of which probably were tliat Yankees are vulgar, base, low-born mud-sills ; that Southerners are chivalrous, noble, knightly, superior ; and that one of the latter is just an equal match for from five to twenty-five of the former, — when suddenly happening to glance toward the river, his eyes caught sight of numberless black objects drifting slowly tOAvard him, and above these dark masses were lumi- nous points and flashes, which seemed to envelope them like a net-work of ghostly phosphorescent flame. He rubbed his eyes, looked again at these mysterious phenomena, and was about to conclude that something was abroad, when suddenly a voice was heard, " Give ivay!" — fifty oars dropped in the water, and the dark- lookhig objects, with the swiftness of thought, shot straight for his position. Pie had only time to see that the supernatural light was the gleam of bayonets, and then to his disordered vision there appeared to be coming at him a hundred boats, each carrying a thousand Yankees. With a yell of horror he pulled off his piece in the air, and fled with the darkness, no more to be seen. He had no more than left when the five boats struck the bank, their contents poured ashore and took possession of the battery, guards were posted around, and their rat- tail files and sledge-hammers were brought into requisition with a success that, in the course of half an hour, effectually spiked every gun — there were seven — in the bat- tery. The party remained in the works about an hour, and then, without hearing a word from the enemy, returned to the fleet. A very profitable evening call at ' No. 10.' Western Steamboat Saved by a Woman. The steamer City of Alton, belonging to St. Louis, and plying between that city and Cairo, was nearly surprised and taken by the rebels vmder Jeff. Thompson, who had stolen down the river at the town of Commerce, and were prepared to board the boat on its arrival at that place, — and which would all have been carried out but for the interposition of a brave woman. On approaching Commerce, the mate, who was on the watch, saw a woman (Mrs. Eversoll) on the bank, gesticulating vio- lently, surrounded by a few men, and ever and anon her two little girls would tug at her dress, as if to induce her to keep quiet. The mate was uncharitable enough to think that the woman had been indulg- ing in liquor, and knew not what she did ; but there was 'method in her madness.' The mail was to be put out, and wood to be taken, and despite the continued waving of the Avoman's hand nortlnvard, the boat stood into shore. At last the boat was about to touch the shore, and the plank was half Avay over the bow, Avhen — the knot of persons of wliich the ' guardian angel ' formed the most attractive object, being about fifty steps from the Avater — the mate heard her exclaim : " Go back ! go back ! " Jeff. Thompson is here Avith soldiers ! " The mate instantly appreciated the state of affairs on shore, and rapidly gave the order to " back her strong." Captain Barnes at this moment rushed out of his room, coat and boots off, to find the boat backing out and the balls plunging into his room and all around. AVhen the mate issued the order mentioned above, he re- treated behind the chimney, in time to escape a ball which struck the bell with a thud and broke into fragments. He then saw the full force of the assailants spring- ing up from behmd the wood pile, and rushing like madmen down a lane to the bank of the river. One of the balls Avent through the pilot house directly over the head of the pilot. There were Minie balls, musket balls, and buck-shot. One ball struck the office bulkhead between the clerk and barkeeper, who were in quiet conversation ; they prudently ceased talk- ing and Avent to the other side of the bulk- head. 360 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. The boat swiftly sped to an island be- j low, where lived a loyal Frenchman, and procured forty muskets and one pistol. The boat returned, her crew eager for the | fray, and determined to give Jeff, and his rascals battle, — but all were gone, leaving not a wreck behind. The lady who thus saved the boat, as well a,s saved lives, re- sided in Commerce, and lier husband was made a prisoner by the bandits that same day. AVhen they were cutting down a pole, from which had floated a loyal flag, she boldly said to them, with flashing eyes, and in a tone which all could hear, that if she was a man she would kill at least one of them, and if she had no better weapon, she would break their heads with a brick. She herself was a glorious "brick." the plun- dering and collect his troops. Mr. Osborn saw Grant a day or two afterwards, when he expected to be deprived of his com- mand on account of the defeat. He said : " Why do you not report these Colon- els ? They are the men to blame for not carrying out your orders." " Why," said Grant, " these officers had never before been under fire ; they did not know how serious an affair it was ; they have had a lesson which they will not forget. I will answer for it they will never make the same mistake again. I can see by the way they behaved in the subsequent action that they are of the right stuff, and it is better that I should lose my command, if that must be, than the country should lose thq services of five such officers when good men are scarce." Grant did not lose his command, and three out of the five officers subsequently greatly distinguished themselves. General Rosecrans and Pat's Forlo'. General Rosecrans was reviewing the lamented Brigadier-General Nelson's old division. He took unusual interest in that band of veterans, who so long and so nobly had defended their country. He rode Gen. Rosecrans. along alone between the ranks, talking to the men, and inquiring into their individ- ual wants. Some wanted shoes, some blankci^s, some an increase of rations, etc. Finally the General stopped in fi-ont of an Irishman, apparently well pleased with his soldierly apjjearance. " Well, Pat," says the General, " and what do you want ? " '•A furld plase yonr honor ! " answered Pat. "• You'll do, Pat ! " said tiie General, as he rode away, laughing. A fund of exceedingly readable incidents concerning 'Old Rosy' and his soldier boys, may be found in the very racy volimie by 'W. D. B.,' entitled Rosecrans^ Campaigns. Mother-Corporal on a Ten Days' Furloug-h. The lady fiiends of a certain Corporal sent him a box ; and among the many good things packed by fair but rogueish hands was a life-size doll, dressed in full Zouave uniform, which the fun-loving dam- sels won at a soldiers' fair. The Corporal, after getting the box, was taken sick. The boys now started the rumnr that the Cor- 412 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION. poral was a womau and had given birth to a boy. The rumor spread like wild- fire ; hundreds flocked to said quarters to see the wonderful phenomenon — a new born babe — but the insiders guarded the tent with zealous care, only allowing pry- ers to catch a passing glimpse of the sup- posed mother and babe. A number of men were to be found who would swear they had seen both. But the cream of the joke was yet to come off; the Corporal received a ten days' furlough — all thought now, for certain, it was the mother going home with her babe ; some had it that she was a rich heiress escaping from a tyrant father ; but hundreds believed in the mother-corporal and young recruit of Com- pany I, of the Zouaves d'Afrique. Obejring- Orders in his Own "Way. Just before the charge made by Fre- mont's Body Guard at Springfield, Mo., Major Zagonyi directed one of his buglers, a Frenchman, to sound a signal. The bugler did not seem to pay any attention whatsoever to the order, but darted off with Lieutenant Maythenyi. A few moments afterwards he was observed in another part of the field vigorously pursuuig the flying infantry. His active form was always seen in the thickest of the fight. When the line was formed in the Plaza, Zagonyi noticed the bugler, and approach- ing him, said : " In the midst of battle you disobeyed my order. You are unworthy to be a member of the Guard. I dismiss you." The bugler showed his bugle to his ii*dignant commander — the mouth- piece of the instrument was shot away. He said : " The mouth was shoot off. I could not bugle viz mon bugle, and so I bugle viz mon pistol and sabre." It is unnecessary to add, the brave Frenchman was not dismissed. Shaken Down among: the Pickets. A Confederate officer who had been de- tached from the ranks on some special ser- vice, at the battle of Manassas, having discharged his duty, received orders ta return to the army. He started towards Manassas at a rattling pace, but had not proceeded many miles along his circuitous route, ere he fell in with the Confederate cavalry patrols and pickets, who were ex- tremely vigilant ; and although custom liad made the officer sharp-sighted at night, they frequently halted him before he had the shghtest notion of being within many miles of their vicinity. To add to his misery and delay, he had not the counter- sign, and therefore was marched off to the nearest guard-post to account for himself. " Can't help it, comrade," said the cav- alry-man, " I believe your words, and think I have frequently seen you before ; but orders are orders, you know, and we must obey." He was handed over to the next picket, and so on, until, reaching the central picket station, the Captain commanding examined him rigorously, and upon the officer pre- senting papers of identity, the Captain politely gave him the countei-sign, saying : " It was Avell, perhaps, you fell in with our men, for the road you were taking must have led you nearer the present lines of the enemy than you care about finding yourself, I know : the countersign I have given you is good among the outer pickets ; when you reach the infantry, be careful how you act, for they have another one, and are particularly wakeful to-night, and thick as flies ! " Acting upon tliis advice, he plunged forward boldly, and was in high spirits, singing right heartily, for the nimierous Confederate encampments were visible for many miles around. But — " Halt ! halt ! " was the challenge suddenly given by half- a-dozen ; and from their guns leveled at him, he saw there was no fim about them. " Who goes there ! " " Officer without the countersign ! " " Advance officer ! " — which he did, very meekly, for could they have seen him even wink improperly, he would have been instantly riddled with half-a-dozen shots. Here he went throuffh DISCIPLINE, DRILL, PAROLES, FURLOUGHS, ETC, 413 the operation of being handed over from one to another, until fairly out of patience. The corporal of the guard would do no more than hand him to the sergeant, the latter to the lieutenant of the guard ; the last to the officer of the night, and he to the officer of the day — so that, from being handed from one to another, it got rumored about among some of the soldiers that he Avas a spy and soon there was a large crowd at his heels, bestowing all manner of imcomplimentary epithets. The rumor spread among the regiments through Avhich he was then passing ; and while in the tent' of the officer of the day makmg explanations, one loquacious gentleman, who stood peeping through a rent in the tent, was heard to exclaim — " The Captain's got him, he's a spy, and they've got the papers on him ! I hope they'll detail me as one of the finng party ; worCt I let him have it good ! " After a few moments of explanation, he remounted again ; and his sudden trans- formation into a good and true Southerner seemed to cause infinite disgust to many, but particularly to the ragged gentleman who was so anxious to make one of the " firing party." Tragical Encounter between Generals Nel- son and Davis. When the alarm was raised in Louis- ville, Ky., in the autumn of 1862, that the Confederates were marching on that city. General Davis, who could not reach his command under General Buell, then at Bowling Green, went to General Nelson and tendered his services. General Nel- son gave him the command of the city militia so soon as they were organized. General'. Davis opened an office and went to work in assisting the organization. On Wednesday, General Davis called upon General Nelson in his room at the Gait House, when the following conversation took place, as reported : the newspapers : Gen. Davis. I have the brigade, Gen- eral, you assigned me, ready for service, 26 and have called to inquire if I can obtain arms for them. Gen. Nelson. How many men have you? Davis. About twenty-five himdred, General. Nelson (roughly and angrily). About twenty-five hundred ! About twenty-five hundred! By G — ! you are a regular Gen. J. C. Davis. officer, and come here to me and report ahout the number of men in your com- mand ! — you, don't you know, sir, you should furnish me the exact num- ber? Davis. General, I didn't expect to get the guns now, and only wanted to learn if I could get them, and where ; and, hav- ing learned the exact number needed, would then draw them. Nelson (pacing the room in a rage). About twenty-five hundred ? By — , I suspend you from your command, and or- der you to report to General Wright ; and I've a good mind to put you under arrest. Leave my room, sir ! Davis. I will not leave, General, until you give me an order. Nelson. The — you won't ! By — I'll put you under arrest, and send you out of the city under a provost guard ! Leave my room, sir ! General Davis left the room, and, in order to avoid an arrest, crossed over the 414 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION, river to JefFersonville, where he remained until the next day, when he was joined by General Burbridge, who had also been relieved by Nelson from his command. General Davis went to Cincinnati with General Burbridge, and reported to Gen- eral Wright, who ordered General Davis to return to Louisville and report to Gen- eral Buell, and General Burbridge to remain at Cincinnati. So General Davis returned and reported to General Buell. Nothing fui-ther occurred until the morning Encounter between Gens. Nelson and Davis. when General Davis, seeing General Nel son in the main hall of the Gait House, fronting the office, went up to Governor Morton and requested him to step up with him to General Nelson and witness the conversation that might pass between Nel- son and him. The Governor consented, and the two walked up to General Nelson, when the following took place : — Gen. Davis. Sir, you seemed to take advantage of your authority the other day. Gen. Nelson (sneeringly, and placing his hand to his ear). Speak louder, I don't hear very well. Davis (in a louder tone). You seemed to take advantage of your authority the other day. Nelson (indignantly). I don't know that I did, sir. Davis. You threatened to arrest and send me out of the State under a provost guard. Nelson (striking Davis with the back of his hand twice in the face). There, d you, take that. Davis (retreating). This is not the last of it ; you will hear from me again. Nelson then turned to Governor Mor- ton, and said : By G — d, did you come here also to insult me ? Gov. Morton. No, sir; but I was requested to be i)resent and listen to the conversation between you and General Davis. Gen. Nelson (violently to the by-stand- ers). Did you hear the d rascal in- sult me ? He then walked into the ladies' parlor. In three minutes General Davis return- ed, with a pistol he had borrowed of Cap- tain Gibson, of Louisville, and walking toward the door that Nelson had passed through, he saw Nelson walking out of the parlor into the hall separating the main hall from the parlor. The two were face to face, and about ten yards apart, when General Davis drew his pistol and fired, the ball entering Nelson's heart, or in the immediate vicinity. Gen. Nelson. General Nelson then threw up both hands and caught a gentleman near by aroimd the neck, and exclaimed, " I am shot ! " He then walked up the flight of DISCIPLINE, DRILL, PAROLES, FURLOUGHS, ETC, 415 stairs toward General Bucll's room, but sank at the top of the stairs, and was una- ble to proceed further. He was then con- veyed to Ills room, and when laid on his bed requested that the Rev. Mr. Talbott, an Episcopal clergyman stopping in the house, might be sent to him at once. The reverend gentleman arrived in about five minutes, and found the General extremely anxious as to his future welfare. He knew that he must die immediately, and requested that the ordinance of baptism might be administered, which was done. The General then whispered, " It's all •over," and his spirit at once returned unto its Maker. When General Buckner Hung his Head. Some of the Confederate officers at Fort Donelson took their surrender very much to heart. They were proud, inso- lent, and defiant. Their surrender was unconditional, but they thought it very hard to give up their swords and pistols. One of them fired a pistol at Major Mudd, of the Second Illinois regiment, wounding him in the back. The Major belonged in St. Louis, and had been, from the begin- ning, an ardent friend of the Union. He had hunted the guerrillas in Missouri, and had fought bravely at Wilson's Creek. He was probably shot by an old enemy. General Grant at once issued orders that all the rebel officers should be disarmed. General Buckner, in insolent tones, said to General Grant, that it was barbarous, inhuman, brutal, unchivalrous, and at vari- ance with the rules of civilized warfare. General Grant replied — " You have dared to cora3 here to com- plain of my acts, without the right to make an objection. You do not. appear to remember that your surrender ivas uncon- ditional. Yet, if we compare the acts of the different armies in this war, how will yours bear inspection ? You have cowardly shot my officers in cold blood. As I rode over the field, I saw the dead of my army brutally insulted by your men, their clothing stripped off of them, and their bodies exposed without the slightest regard for common decency. Humanity has seldom marked your course whenever our men have been unfortunate enough to fall into your liands. At Bel- mont, your authorities disregarded all the usages of civilized warfare. My officers were crowded into cotton pens with my brave soldiers, and then thrust into prison, while your officers were permitted to en- joy their parole, and live at the hotel in Cairo. Your men are given the same fare as my own, and your wounded receive our best attention. These are incontro- vertible facts. I have simply taken the precaution to disarm your officers and men, because necessity compelled me to protect my own from assassination." General Buckner had no reply to make. He huno- his head in shame at the rebuke. Weitzel Satisfied with the Twelfth Connec- ticut. The Twelfth Connecticut had lain for ten days within hearing of the bombard- ment of Fort Jackson, within sight of the bursting shells and of the smoke of that great torment, but still they had not as a regiment been under fire. Though they were the first troops to reach the con- quered city of New Orleans, they had never yet heard the whistling of balls, ex- cepting in a trifling skirmish on Peai'l River, where five of the companies re- ceived a harmless volley from forty or fifty invisible guerrillas. Almost all that they knew of war was the routine of drill and guard duty, and the false night alarms with which the brigadier used to try and season them ; though they wilted under a southern sun, and were daubed with Lou- isiana mud, and were sick by hundreds and died by scores. But they were at last to quit garrison duty behind the great earthworks of Camp Parapet, and go into active offensive ope- rations. Lieutenant Godfrey Weitzel of the Engineers, the chief military adviser 416 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION of General Butler, had lately been cre- ated Brigadier-General, and the extenu- ated forces of the department were ex- hausted to furnish him with a brigade suitable to the execution of the plans which he proposed. Weitzel did not want the Twelfth Con- necticut. It was generally believed that the regiments which garrisoned Camp Parapet were not only sickly but broken in spirit and undisciplined, which, in a qual- ified but not disparaging sense, had some fomidation. At any rate, the word had gone abroad that the regiment was undisci- plined, and so General Weitzel did not want the Twelfth Connecticut. But shortly after the regiment had joined his brigade, he came upon it in one of its battalion drills, and, taking com- mand, hurried them on the double-quick through movement after movement, with the intention as it seemed, of puzzling them, and so finding occasion to report their unfitness for immediate field service. It was, " Double column at half distance ; battalion, inward face ; double-quickj march ! " And then, — " Form square ; right and left into line, wheel ; double- quick, march ! " And then, — " Reduce square ; double-quick, march ! " And then, — " Column forward, guide right ; double-quick, march ! " And then, — " De- ploy column; right companies, right into line, wheel ; left companies, on the right into line ; battalion, guide right, double-quick, ma-r-c-h ! " And so on for half an hour, as fast as the men could trot, and the offi- cers drill, the ranks. But there was not an instant's tangle in reeling and unreel- ing the difficult skein. If there was any thing that the Lieutenant- Colonel com- manding loved, if there was any thing the old General excelled in, it was tacti- cal evolution. The regiment had been drilled in battalion and drilled in brigade, till it went like a watch. Weitzel rode off satisfied with the Twelfth Connecticut; and the regiment was equally pleased with its smart yoimg general. We believe that to that excellent chaplain and popu- lar writer, Mr. Trumbull, is due this first- rate narrative ; or, at any rate, every Con- necticut reader will find himself deficient in some of the best written and always truthful memorabilia of the war, who has not Trumbull's racy sketches, as penned by him in the camp and on the field of battle. Tom. Taylor's Flag of Truce. On the 8th of July, 1861, a singular affair, in the way of a rebel flag of truce, took place at Washington. It appears that while Colonel Andrevv^ Porter, of the United States army, was scouting at the head of a party of eighteen in the imme- diate vicinity of the disunion lines on the other side of the river, a party of twenty- two mounted disunion troops was observed approaching them. Colonel Porter im- mediately placed his men in position for a brush, and awaited their nearer approach. Perceiving, when they got in hailing dis- tance of him, that one of them had in his hand trailing, a white flag, he demanded that they should halt Avhere they were, and explain their errand. They came to a halt, and declared that they bore an im- portant communication from Davis to the President of the United States. Colonel Porter requested them to dis- mount, and approach with it on foot, a measure of precaution rendered necessary by the fact that the officer bearing the flag, was accompanied by a larger escort than that (twelve men,) incident to the presence of a flag of truce. His request was complied with, and he found their re- presentation correct. The disunion offi- cer proved to be Captain Tom. Taylor, of Frankfort, Kentucky, a kinsman of Old Zack's, who bore a sealed letter from Jeff. Davis to President Lincoln, according to a representation upon its back, written and signed by Beauregard at Manassas, explaining the fact, and asking that Cap- tain Taylor might be facilitated In his mission. 1 DISCIPLINE, DRILL, PAROLES, FURLOUGHS, /-JTC. 417 Accordingly, Colonel Porter sent Cap- tain Taylor and liis missive forward with an officer and an orderly, and directed the disunion escort to return forthwith into their own lines — himself and the picket guard with l\im, following them for some distance, to see that that direction was propei'ly carried out. Captain Taylor was carried immediately \o General McDowell's head-quarters, where, by telegraph, directions were re- ceived to send him to General Scott's head-quarters at Washington. He arrived under a guard at seven p. M., and after a brief interview with General Scott, where- in Captain Tom. Taylor told his story as he had doubtless been instructed to tell it, he was sent to the President, bearing the sealed missive from Jeff. Davis to that functionary. His business was disposed of at the White House in a very few minutes ; for in that time he was sent back to General Scott with one letter less than he bore on his person on entering the Union lines, the President not deeming the communication he brought such as required him to enter into any correspondence with Davis. Captain Tom. Taylor, of Uncle Sambo's cavalry, was next immediately faced in the direction from which he came, and marched back to General McDowell's head-quarters, where, though courteously and kindly treated, he was kept under a strict guard until an early hour the next morning, when he was escorted back to Uncle Sambo's lines, and turned loose to find his way back to Beauregard, without having accomplished what was evidently a main point to be attained by his mission — viz.: to communicate with traitors in Washington, who had doubtless prepared to send to Beauregard, through him, im- portant information concerning contemplar ted military movements. McCook's Pass for Old Buz. A man named Buz Rowe, well known in the neighborhood of Bacon Creek, was early afflicted with the secession fever, and when the Confederates occupied that portion of Kentucky, the sickness assumed a malignant form. It was his practice to lie around a tavern at Bacon Creek Sta- tion, drink wliisky, swagger, blow about Southern rights, and insult Union men. When, however, the Union troops ad- vanced to Nevin, and the Confederates fell back to Green River, Buz changed his tune. He was not disposed to take up arms in behalf of the cause he rejDresent- ed. Li fact, to secure peace and safety at home, he expressed his willingness to " take the oath." On being lectured by Union men, he stated that he was only ' going through the form, to prevent being troubled at home, that when he could do good for the rebel Gen. Alex McCook. cause he would not regard the obligation in the least.' It was some time before Buz could get a Union man to go to the camp with him, but finally, in company with such, he called on General McCook, and asked for the privilege of taking the oath and obtaining a pass. The General knew his man, and addressing the Union man who accompanied him, said : "Administer the oath to Mm — a ready traitor to his country ! Wliat regard do you suppose he would have for the solemn obligations of the oath ? A man, sir, who 418 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. would betray his country, has no respect for his oath." Buz turned pale. The ti-uth cut him deep, and he began to see that his time had come. The General absolutely refused to have the oath administered, or to grant a pass. He could not get out of camp without some sort of a document, and he besought the interference of those whom he had so greatly cursed, pursued and abused, when they were Avithout protection. At last General McCook agreed to pass him out of camp, and gave him a document whi.li read soraetlimg in this way : " To the guards and pickets. The bearer is a traitor to his country. Pass him ; but, in doing so, mark him well, and if you see him hereafter prowling about our lines, shoot him at once." This pass the brawling disunionist had to show to the whole Une of guards and pickets, who all marked him well before they let him pass. Though he had pre- viously been at Bacon Creek every day, he was not known to show his ' bacon ' there again. One interview with General McCook caused him to subside. 'Doctor' McCook's medicine was the only kind that proved a cure in such cases. Colonel Gazley Doing- a little G-uard Duty. Lieutenant , of one of the Ohio regiments, was making a detail of men to guard a lot of army stores captured from the enemy. He approached a crowd of men all wearing overcoats, such as Uncle Sam gives his ' soger boys,' and selected four or five for special duty. It happened that Lieutenant-Colonel Gazley, of the thirty-seventh Indiana, was in the crowd, and was selected by the Lieutenant. This was fim for the Colonel, and without a word he shouldered his gun and went to his post of duty. Not long afterward, the Lieutenant, going his rounds, discovered by the firelight the bugle upon Gazley's cap. He rather authoritatively inquired where he got that bugle ? The Colonel drily replied that he " must have picked up an ofiicer's cap somewhere," and with this very reasonable explanation the Lieu- tenant passed on. The Colonel stood his turn of ' special detail ' all night long and was found in the morning walking his post with true sol- dierly gait and pace. Having laid off Colonel Gazley doing a little Guard Duty. his overcoat, his shoulder-straps appeared very conspicuously in connection with the musket on his shoulder. As soon as the Lieutenant discovered a Colonel on guard, he approached him and courteously in- quired how he came to be there upon guard. " Well, sir, you placed me here." "With no little agitation the Lieutenant inquired who he was ? " My name is Carter Gazley, and I am Lieutenant- Colonel of the Thirty-seventh Indiana regiment." The Colonel was speedily " released," but the Lieutenant was not so speedily relieved from his embarrassment, It is to be supposed that the Lieutenant " stood treat " in this case. "Hail Columbia " in a New Version. Colonel Granville Moody, a Avell knowa Methodist preacher, entered the Union army with a will. He did not ask or seek a chaplaincy — not he ; he commanded the Seventy-fourth Ohio regiment, and proved himself a tremendous fighter as well as a good preacher. Fifty years, or more, of DISCIPLINE, DRILL, PAROLES, FURLOUGHS, ETC. 419 age, he was of magnificent port, and six feet two or three inches of stature ; fine, genial face, fiery dark eyes, and a vocal range that would have excited the envy of Roaring Ralph Stackpole. He carried into battle a spirit of enthusiasm which inflamed his " boys " to the highest pitch of daring, and won for him the admiration of thousands. Thus, Lieutenant-Colonel Van Schrader, Inspector-General on the staff of General Thomas, had not been on friendly tenus with Moody for some months, but admiring his splendid gallant- ry, he approached him in the heat of des- perate conflict, extended his hand, ex- pressed his earnest approbation of the Colonel's heroism, and begged that ever after peace might exist between them. A little later, Moody's "■ boys," as he paternally addi'essed them, were obliged to withstand a terrific fire without enjoymg opportunity to return it. Moody galloped to General Negley and protested. " This fire. Gen- eral, is positively murderous; it will kill all my boys." But there was no help for it. His martial flock, imposing upon his benevolent nature, sometimes indulged a little sly humor at his expense. In the midst of battle, an Irishman in the regi- ment shouted, " His riverence, the Colo- nel, has been fightin' Satan all his life ; I reckon he thinks hell's broke loose now." Not long after the battle. General Negley merrily accused him of having indulged heterodox expletives in the ardor of en- gagement. " Is it a fact. Colonel," inquired the General, " that you told the boys to give themheU?" " Now," replied the Colonel, reproach- fully, " there's some more of the boys' mischief. I told the boys to give the rebels ffail Columbia, and they have wickedly perverted my language." The fighting parson explained the mat- ter, however, with such a sly twinkle in the comer of his eye, that all he said only tended to cast a doubt upon the subject. But there was no doubt that one of his injunctions to his regiment sounded mar- vellously like a fervent ejaculation swell- ing up from the depths of the "Amen" cor- ner in an old fashioned Methodist church. This fact must be imagined, that the anec- dote may be appreciated. The Colonel's mind was saturated with piety and pug- nacity. He praised God and pitched into the rebels alternately. He had been struck by bullets four times already. He had given the enemy " H — ail Columbia " once, and they had reeled back to cover. Now they were swarming back to renew the contest. Moody's regiment were lying on their bellies waiting for them to come up. He had a moment to spare, and thouglit he would exhort them. The rebels were advancing swiftly, aud probably cut him short. But as they approached he said quietly — " Now, boys, fight for your coun- try and your God " — ' and,' said one of liis boys, ' we all surely thought he was going to say Amen, but at that instant the rebels let fly, and the old hero roared with the voice of a Stentor, "aim low!"' Weeks afterward, when the Colonel passed through his camp, th-e mischievous rascals would shout behind him, " Fight for your coun- try and your God — aim low ! " Ingenuity of a Yankee Wife in Getting- a Pass. An order was issued by the General of the Army of the Cumberland, that officers' and soldiers' wives should stay at home, — or, at least, advising them that they better not visit the army at Murfreesborough, there being no hotels, no nice eatables, none of the comforts of life, there ; on the contrary, many disagreeable things would have to be encountered. Hence, the dear ladies could get no passes to that army, — sad fact, but very necessary denial. But an officer's wife is shrewd. If she can circumvent the epaulet and shoulder- straps, 'tis done ; and she takes not a Uttle delight in the operation. One of them, accordingly, telegraphed from Louisville to General Garfield, Chief of Staff, that 420 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, her husband, an artillery officer, was very gick^ — perhaps dying, — and that she must see him, and requested the General to au- thorize the issuing to her of a pass to Murfreesborough. The General's heart was touched ; but, knowing nothing of the matter, he referred it to Colonel Bamett, Chief of Artillery. The Colonel, too, sympathized with the distressed wife, and kindly sent an orderly out to the husband's battery to inquire into liis condition, that the devoted wife niiglit be advised thereof. Speedily the husband himself came in, with astonishment depicted upon his face. Something's the matter, someliow or some- wliere, he does'nt exactly know what. " How do you do ? " asked the Ai-tillery Chief. " First-rate, sir." " Where have you been of late ?" " At my battery, — on duty." " Have you not been sick lately ? " " No, indeed ! Never had better health in my life." " Qiute sure of it, are you ? " " Of coui'se I am." " You have been on duty all the time ? Have'nt you been absent from your com- mand at all?" " Not a day." " Perfectly well now, — no consumption, liver complaint, fever, spleen, or Temies- see quickstep ? eh ? " " Certainly not. Why do you ask ? " In reply to this query, the telegram of his anxious wife was handed to him. He read it, looked down and pondered for a moment in silent wonder at the ingenuity of the woman, then called for a bottle of wine, and a general " smile " circulated among the by-standers. The loving wife wjis inibrmed by telegraph that her hus- band Avas in no danger, — in fact, was do- ing remarkably well. Thus she was cir- cumvented ibr a time. Yet, to " vindicate the truth of history," it needs to be added that she gained her point in some other way, — ^what Yankee wife will not ? — and made her visit successfully. Matronly Opinion of "Coiviuroy." Mrs. W., an old lady residing in the town of O , was, just after one of the battles in the Southwest, listening to an accomit of General Grant's operations, in which, among other things, it was stated that he had caused several miles of new road to be consti-ucted, and had covered it here and there with corduroy. " Why, bless me ! " she exclaimed, " what a waste ! Did a body ever hear the like ! There's our boys, poor creatures ! some of 'em most naked, and tlie pesky officers using up on them secessioners' roads all that stuff that was sent to make breeches ! I kin tell you," she concluded, with an in- dignant flourish worthy of the best days of Mrs. Partmgton, '■'■we havn't got the right kind of Ginerals!" The honest matron was not aware that the " cordu- roy" referred to was not exactly the stuff for the boys' " breeches," but that stout timber construction employed to cover otherwise impassable highways. Halleck and the Teamster. That General Halleck, like General SheiTnan, is, m military as well as per- sonal affairs, a man of some odd ways, is saying nothing to his damage as a soldier. When in camp, he was accustomed to put on citizen's dress and privately take a look at men and things. During one of these tours — not unknowing but unknown — he helped a teamster out of the mud, then gave him a severe lecture for not driving carefully. He laughed heartily to hear the witticisms of a teamster upon himself. The high water in the river made a slough all but impassable. The teamster had floundered through it, and, having reached the top of the bluff, and being in sight of head-quarters, relieved himself of volley after volley of oaths upon the creek, his DISCIPLINE, DRILL, PAROLES, FURLOUGHS, ETC. 421 horses, the roads, aiid lastly upon General Halleck for not having the creek bridged. The criticism was just ; but the General had already ordered the construction of a bridge, and, being incog., could enjoy the verbal castigation. Down npon the Table-Waiters. The illustration afforded of General Butler's pluck, in what follows, could hardly be exceeded by the most graphic sketches of that always graphic and bril- liant writer, Mr. Parton, to whom we are indebted for one of the very best militaiy biograjihies in the whole range of war litei'ature, possessing, as it does, almost the fascination of romance. It appears that a respectable colored woman, named Clara Duncan, left New York city, in company with a Mr. "VYalker and a Miss Bassett (white), for Norfolk, being sent by the American Missionary Association as teachers to the freed people. It was the desire of the Secretary, Rev. JNIr. Whip- ple, that the two female passengers, white and black, on arriving at Baltimore, should occupy the same state room on board of the boat. All passed pleasantly ; they were seated in the upper saloon when the gong somid- ed for tea. The clerk invited all down, Miss Duncan with the others. After tea, the clerk called Mr. Walker aside and in- quired whether he knew the regulations of the boat. Mr. Walker repHed that he did not. The clerk then said, " We don't allow niggers to eat at the first table. And you go and tell her to come out of that saloon to a place prepared for her, or I shall take her down publicly." During the conversation, the mail agent, by the name of Rollins, stepped up and said that IVIr. Walker " was no gentleman for trav- eling with a nigger wench," neither was Miss Bassett a lady for occupying the same state room. Arrangements were made for Miss Dimcan to remain in her state room until the boat arrived at For- tress Monroe. All parties were indignant. On arriving at Norfolk the case was sub- mitted to General Wild, who told Mr. Walker to write out a statement and sub- mit it to Prof Woodbury, Superintendent of Schools. Prof Woodbury submitted it to General Butler, and the parties were duly summoned before that official. The officiating clerk of the boat, IMr. Wilson, was asked by General Butler what he had to say for himself. Wilson — I remember seeing those per- sons on the boat, and remember some com- plaint being made about a mulatto eating at the first table. General — Who made those complaints? Wilson — I do not know, General, all that were on board. I can not remember all the names and faces. General — You must remember some of them. Wilson — Gov. Pierpont was on board and he — Gen. — Then you say Gov. Pierpont complained ? If Governor Pierpont had anything to do w^th it he shall not remain in my lines. Did Gov. Pierpont com- plain ? Wilson — No, sir. Gen. — Who did complain, then ? Wilson — I do not know that any one complained. Gen. — They either complained or did not complain — which was it .'' Wilson — They did not complain ; but. General, it has always been the rule — Gen. — Has been, is not now ; there's where the trouble lies — has been. The General then, turning to the mail agent, remarked, " JVIr. Rollins, you run on the steamer Louisiana?" Rolluis — I do. Gen. — Your employment is to tend to the mail and express, I believe. You, sir, are charged with calling that yomig lady (pointing to Miss Duncan,) improper names. Miss Duncan has not the power to change her color ; that she can not con- 422 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. trol, but her character ; and to call her a nigger-wench implies that she is of disre- putable character. Rollins — I never said so. Gen. — You say your business is to tend to the mail and express. Rollins — Yes, and to wait on table. Gen. — It does not seem probable that you should say anything of the kind. The waiters are generally colored persons. You are a waiter, you say ; therefore it is not natural that you should say anything against your associates. May I ask, Mr. Rollins, what business you had to say any- thing ? The clerk had spoken ; that was sufficient. Mr. Rollins said nothing. The General, then turning to Mr. Wil- son : " When John or Susan traveled with master or mistress, they could stay in the saloons or sleep in the same state-room, could they not ? " Wilson — Yes. Gen. — Well, noAV I would like to ask one more question : Which do you con- sider in the highest state of civilization, the slave in his chains or the free person of color ? Wilson — I do not know — I guess — I think — well, I suppose, the free person. Gen. — You admit, then, the free man. Well, all I want is that the free man shall have the same rights the slave once en- joyed ; they shall sit in saloons, sleep in state-rooms, and go to the first table, if they desire. Wilson — I suppose I may tell them they may be insulted ? Gen. — Oh, yes ! and I shall excuse you, Mr. Wilson, if I never hear the same thing again. You were trying to promote your employers' interest. Remember what I have said. Now, Mr. Rollins, am I to believe your assertions ? How much do you receive per month ? Rollins — Twenty-five dollars. Gen. — How much do you receive from Government ? Rollins — Not anything. Sir. Balti- Gen. — Where were you born ? Rollins — In Baltimore. General — And brought up k more, too, I suppose. Rollins — Yes. Gen. — Well, now, Mr. Rollins, your employment on the Baltimore boats is at an end. Clerk, write an order to that effect, write one also to the Captain. Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. "Abe" and "Andy." The drift of the communication given below will be found explained in the imi- versal domestic dictionary. The applicant, Normain Doane, an In- diana volunteer, asked for a furlough of twenty or thirty days in order to visit his wife and twins, boys, recently bom, Avliich he designed having christened " Abe " and " Andy." The document had passed through the War Department, from which place it was referred to the Adjutant Gen- eral's office, then to the Medical Director's Department, where it was reported that he had been transferred to Philadelphia. The document was then sent back to the Military Commander at Washington, from thence to the Adjutant General's office, and then to General Couch's Department. The Medical Director of the latter finally referred the matter to the surgeon in charge of the hospital in which the patient was confined, who immediately granted the applicant the furlougli : Judiciary Square Hospital, Ward 15. ) Washington City, DC, June 23, 1864. ) Dear Sir : The Union is saved. Hur- rah ! Make room in Abraham's bosom ! My wife has twins. Both boys ! Do please grant me a furlough for twenty or thirty days to go to Fort Wayne, Ind., to christen 'em Abe and Andy ; and besides, I would like to know if they look like me. I am not so sick now. A few days at home will do me more good than six months in the hospital. Should any ref i DISCIPLINE, DRILL, PAROLES, FURLOUGHS, ETC, 423 erence be required on patriotism and pub lie service, Schuyler Colfax ; on domestic relations, Mi'S. Doane. Very respectfully, NoRMAiN Doane, Private, signed Corporal U. S. A. P. S. — The little presents necessary upon such occasions need not be sent till after the 4th of March next, when Andy will be present also. N. D. Impromptu Enforcement of Discipline. General Grant was one day busy with jiis military plans in the inner part of his tent. His maps, rules, and compasses, were all in use. His mind ranged over the vast extent of country under his con- trol. Mountains were scaled, rivers ford- ed, swamps bridged, deserts traversed, forests threaded, storms and sunshine were overcome, and he was master of the situa- tion. He was just laying out his plan of a projected battle, intensely occupied with the marshalling of his troops in their best positions for victory, when his ear caught the inquiry, put to his orderly, in a strong foreign accent, — " Is de Generawl in ? " Then came the reply, in a firm, decided tone, which General Grant understood instantly — " Yes, Sir, the Commanding General is in ; but he is very busy. Sir." " Could I zee him a vew momenz ? " " He ordered me to say, Sir, that he would be very much occupied for some time " — " On de advance, eh ? " interrupted the intruder ; " Den he is going down furder to de coddon regione ? " " I can't say where he is going, Sir : I don't know. You must leave." Stranger became more excited, and his accent more peculiar. " Mine young vrend, I have one impor- tant proposals to make de Generawl, — a proposals, mine young vrend " — "I can't hear youi' 'proposal.' Step out, Sir!" " Sdop, mine young vrend, — sdop one letle momend. You zay to de Generawl dat I will make it one gran' objecs for 'im, — one rich speculadion ! You understan', eh ? " The orderly was about to force the base interloper out, with an added word of military admonition, when General Grant, came quickly forward. He had heard the whole conversation, and comprehended the entire case in a moment. It w^as a covert assault on his nice sense of honor, and he was determined to punish it on the spot. Stepping to the open front of his tent, the General seized the rascally oper- ator by the collar, and, lifting him several inches from the ground, applied the toe of his boot to him in such a manner that he was pitched out headlong, falling on the muddy ground at a distance of nearly ten feet. Before the orderly could recover from his surprise, the General had quietly retired to his mner apartment, and the next moment was as busily engaged with his maps, and plan of campaign, as if nothing had happened. Password as Understood by the G-erman Guard, In the Union army of the West, one of the officers, — a wag, too, in his way, — whose duty it was to furnish the guards with a password for the night, gave the word " Potomac." A German on guard, not understanding distinctly the difference between the B's and P's, understood it to be ' Bottomic,' and this, on being transfer- red to another, was corrupted to ' Butter- milk.' Soon afterward the officer who had given the word wished to return through the lines, and approaching the sentinel, was ordered to halt, and the word de- manded. He gave " Potomac." " Nicht right : you don't pass mit me dis way." " But this is the word, and I will pass." " No, you Stan' "; at the same time placing a bayonet at his breast in a man- ner that told Mr. Officer that " Potomac" didn't pass in Missouri. 424 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. « What is the word then ? " « Buttermilk." « Well, then, ' Buttermilk.' " " Dat is riglit ; now you pass mit your- self all about your pizuess." Congressman Ely at the Confederate Pass- port Oface. When Congressman Ely, of New York, but for a time a prisoner in Richmond, was finally released, in exchange for Hon. Mr. Faulkner, of Virginia, on call- ing at the office for his passport, a hearty laugh occurred over the brown paper on which it was printed, and which had been contracted for by the superintendent of public printing. He asked if it was South- em manufacture. The passport officer re- plied in the affirmative, and suggested that he should exhibit it, the specimen, in the North, and say that although crude in its origin, they — the South — would refine up- on it, and never cease striving for inde- pendence until they could make as good his head, he examined carefiill}-, and to his astonishment found liimself euchered of his milk ; but he made the discovery that as he advanced the cow-bell retreatedi The sergeant smelt a moderate sized mice, and made a double-quick retrograde move- ment. He immediately reported the af- fair to Colonel Hays. The Colonel se- creted a squad of men in the woods, and Congressman Ely. paper as the Yankees. Congressman Ely naively replied that he had no doubt they would arrive at the dignity of white paper. Caught in his own Trap. The sergeant of one of the Union pick- et guards suddenly had his attention drawn to the tinkling of a cow-bd patience, the testy official at last posted a notice outside his tent, which read : " The Chaplain does not know when the mail will go," and with this he imagined his troubles at an end. The reverend post- M f^ master was absent from the camp that day, and on return- ing and glancing at his notice, was horri- fied to see there con- L spicuously written upon his own door, read by multitudes during the day, in a hand exactly counter- feiting his, following the words "The Chaplain DOES NOT KNOW WHEN THE MAIL WILL GO," tllis addition by some honest wretch : " Neither DOES HE CARE A DAMN." It was a case of depravity the obliging and godly man was unprepared for, — but perhaps he and his wamors were now " quits." how in the face of such stringent orders, he dare steal geese. " I didn't steal it," indignantly retorted the culprit. " Did you buy it ? " " No. I'll tell you how it was : I was Bevengre upon a Goose for Kissing at the National Air. The secesh farmers, in a well-known locality in Maryland, raised a great out- cry, whde the Fifth Excelsior Regiment was camping near by, about a few chick- ens which had been missed fi-om their poultry yards. Stringent orders were ac- cordingly issued against foraging. Still, now. and then an unlucky fowl would find its way into the mess kitchen, but nobody could account for its presence there. At last an unlucky wight was caught in the very act of bearing a goose into camp. He was brought to the Captain of his com- pany, who in tones of severity demanded 28 Relay House. coming up from the village whistling Yan- kee Doodle, when out came one of old Farrell's geese, and hearing the tune I was whistling, commenced hissing. I couldn't stand that, and so I up and knocked it over. Well, as I found I had 'accident- ally, killed it, I thought that like as not a detail would be ordered out in the morn- ing to bury offal, and I thought I might as well, being right on the spot, bring the goose up to camp and have it handy." The Captain could hardly " see it ; " nevertheless, Farrell never got paid for that goose. Swearingr-in a Cook for the First Iowa Cavalry. The master of a fugitive slave appeared at Camp Benton, St. Louis, to recover him, when he was ordered off by a corporal of the First Iowa Cavalry. So, soon as he was gone, the negro appeared from under a bundle of sacks in one comer of the 448 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION corporal's quarters. Innumerable ques- tions were being propounded to liini, wben the corporal advanced, and the following colloquy ensued, as given by a writer Army Kitchen. whose name certainly deserves to be known. " See here, Dixie ! before you can enter the service of the United States, you must be sworn." " Yes, raassa, I do dat," he replied ; when the corjTOral continued — " Well, then, take hold of the Bible," holding out a letter envelope upon Avhich was delineated the Goddess of Liberty standing ujwn a Suifolk pig, wearing the emblem of our country* The negro grasped the envelope cautiously with his thumb and forefinger, when the corporal proceed- ed to administer the oath Ijy saying : " You do solemnly swear that you will support the Constitution of the United States, and see that there are no grounds floating upon the coffee, at all times." " Yes, massa, I do dat." he replied, '• I allers settles him in de coffee-pot." Hei'e he let go the envelope to gesticu- late by a downward thrust of his forefinger the direction that would be given to the coffee-grounds for the future. " Never mind how you do it," shouted the corporal, " but liohl on to the Bible!" " Lordy, massa, I forgot," said the ne- gro, as he darted forward and grasped tht envelope with a firmer clutch ; when cor- poral continued — , " And you do solemnly swear that you will support the Constitution of all the loyal States, and not spit upon the plates when cleaning them, nor wipe them with your shirt sleeve." Here a frown lowered upon the brow of the negro, his eyes expanded to their largest dimensions, while his lips protruded with a rounded form, as he exclaimed : " Lordy, massa, I neber, neber do dat — I allers washes him nice. Ole missus mighty 'tickler 'bout dat." " Never mind ole missus," shouted the corporal, as he resumed, — " and you do solemnly swear that you will put milk in the coffee every morning, and see that the ham and eggs are not cooked too much or too little." " Yes, I do dat ; I'se a good cook." " And lastly," continued the corporal, " you do solemnly swear that Avhen this Swearing-in a Cook. war is over, you'll make tracks for Africa almighty fast." " Yes, massa, I do dat. I allers wanted to go to Chee-cargo." Here the regimental drums beat up for RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC, 449 dress parade, when Tom Benton — that being his name — was dechn-ed duly sworn in and commissioned as " Chief Cook in Company K, of the First Iowa Cavalry." The above will do to go along with the iaughtei'-provoking effusions of Artemas Ward, Orpheus C. Kerr, Petroleum V. Nasby, Major Jack Downing, Philander Doesticks, and Shillaber, who are certain- ly not excelled in this line, even by the wits of London Punch, or Vanity Fair, and whose names are familiar household words throughout Britannia's isle. Old Magruder Sharing: his Liioiuor. Magruder, the secession General, and who for some time was in command at Yorktown, did not belong to the temper- ance society, and the boys, who Avere now and then very thirsty, did not fail to dis- cover the fact — and perhaps to speak pretty freely of it sometimes. Among these same was private Winship Stedman, of Fayetteville, N. C. On the day after Stedman had performed an act of great gallantry, in the scouting party from Bethel Church, he was commanded to appear be- fore the General, and the order was en- forced by a section of soldiers. He was unable to decide whether he Avas to be shot or reprimanded, until he reached the General's tent, and Avas sternly addressed thus : "• Private Stedman, I understand that you have said that Old Magruder drinks all the liquor in Yorktown, and Avont let you have a drop. You shall say so no longer, sir. Walk in and take a drink. I commend you for your bravery ! " What Mr. Lincobi said to a Nevr Orleans Editor. The facetious editor of the New Orleans Delta was favored Avith a familiar tete-a-tete with President Lincoln, of Avliich the fol- lowing is an account by said Delta wag : When Ave entered the White House the Aveather was fine. We sent our card up to Mr. Lincoln, Avho Avas sitting in his office, at the head of the stairs. We say our card ; Ave did, in Avords and figures as folloAvs— "The Daily Delta, New Orleans." The President sent his compliments through his favorite butler — he calls all of his servants ' Butlers ' noAv — which, as Mrs. T. D. Delta, who accompanied us to the National Mansion, in her bright avo- man's way, remarked, Avas " significant " — and requested our wife and us to come up. We Avent up. There was the President at the head of the stairs Availing to receive us. He Avas dressed like a gentleman, and his head Avas uncovered. "I thank you for your visit," said Mr. Lincoln to us, and thereupon we introduced our Avife. The President conducted Mrs. Delta into Mrs. Lincoln's apartments, Avhere the tAvo ladies talked together for an hour or two ; but the President himself returned instantly, and, Avith a countenance full of meanino-, asked thoughtfully, " Hoav do you do again ? " We replied, that Ave were " very Avell, we thank you, Hoav are you, in these perilous times, yourself, Mr. Presi- dent ? " said Ave to Mr. Lincoln. He an- SAvered, with a slight addition of language, " I am 'very Avell' too." Then, in almost the very words of Napoleon to the Irish- man, Mr. Lincoln spoke : " Tell me, Mr. Delta, tell me, how is Louisiana, and hoAv does she stand?" We, lo shoAv our oavu knowledge of the royal language of the great Frenchman, answered in almost the words of Pat ; we answered — " She is as poor a distressed country as ever you have seen, for the rebels are hanging men and women wherever they are seen." The President laughed, but became grave in a moment. " J thank you," said he to us ; " I thank you for sending tAvo able men to Congress. I thank you for defeating Mr. Jacob Barker. Who is Lee Percy ? Is he not a Virginian ? " We ansAvered all these questions Avitli our usual felicity, and then gave the President some very useful hints in regard to the culture of the turniij — a vegetable. He seemed greatly interested and instruct- ed. From turnii)s, Ave naturally fell upon 460 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, the culture of cotton and sugar cane. We enlightened him upon these subjects, too; for he was as polite as to say to us, "I assure you, Mr. Delta, I am getting wiser every moment." The cotton question led us on to the war, and upon this we talked an hour, the President being silent nearly all the time. We gave ' the Executive of the United States ' to understand the status of Louis- iana. We told him what we thought of men and things in .New Orleans, and we condemned tlie arrest and mcarceration of Soule. The President, now, in his dry way, said : " Mr. Delta, there is danger, if you keep on in this mood, of your getting into Fort Lafayette." We laughed immoderately ; but the President was grave and seemed weary ; and finding him in .right good humor, we asked him if he had heard our great con- undrum, which was known in New Orleans as the Delta conundrum. He said he had not. Thereupon we told him. " Why," said we to the President, " Why are green- backs like the Jews ? " Mr. Lincoln smiled, crossed his legs, and smiled again. " I give it up," said he. We then roai'ed, but having recovered our gravity, gave the answer. " Because," said we, laugh- ing again, for the joke was our best, " Be- cause they are the issues of Father Abra- ham, waiting for a redeemer." The Pres- ident shook his sides, and remarked, " I owe you one, and here it is. You remind me of a cow in Illinois : " and here Mr. Stanton entered. The President excused himself, and said he must withdraw. We called Mrs. Delta, and we took our depart- ure. Subsequently, the butler told us what transpired between the President and the Secretary of War : " "Wlio is that letm cur at Butler's heels, he has been boreing me these three days back about the management of the army of the Gulf?" mquired Mr. Stanton. " He is not a cur," replied Mr. Lincoln ; "you are too severe, Stanton ; he is only a bur. Some one flung him at Butler, in sport, and the fellow has the faculty of sticking." Our wife, who was present during the relation of this, observed, in her woman's way, " The gentlemen were, darUng Delta, sarcastic." We said " no, that they were simply indulging in a little humor, to re- lieve themselves, for a moment, from the austere thoughts of war." " If that Avas all," said she to us, " I'm glad they've hon- ored you by making you the but of their joke." What One Noble Woman Did. Mrs. Eliza Gray Fisher, a lady of Bos- ton, Mass., going on in years to the allot- ted period of life, deserves to have a record made of her patriotic enthusiasm and industry. Knowing from experience the necessities of the volunteer soldier, — having lost a grandfather in the Revolu- tionary war, and a father in the war of 1812, — deteiTnined, immediately upon President Lincoln's call for volunteers, to provide a complete outfit of under-clothing for an entire company. This, notwith- standing the severe pressure of domestic duties, with the aid of several ladies in Rev. Dr. Dewey's society, she accom- plished seasonably and in the most satis- factory manner. The articles — all of the best materials and most thorough work- manship — were as follows : 130 shirts, 130 pairs of drawers, 130 towels, 130 pocket handkerchiefs, 130 pairs of socks, 12 hos- pital gowns, 55 bags containing needles, pins, thread, &c., 65 Havelock caps, 500 yards bandages. Such women are of the true Revolutionary stock, — all honor to them. Milk, with Accompaniments. Hopeville Gap will long be remembered, particularly by those two clever corporals, Lutten and Hodges, who figured so neatly in the little affair which appears in the following narration. The said corporals were on duty near a house in the vicinity RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC. 451 of the said classic Gap. Tliey were nearly out of ])rovisions. Fortune, how- ever, thi'ew in their way early one morn- ing, a cow, and the lacteal fluid had too many temptations for them to resist the desire to milk the animal. While Lutten held the cow by the horns, Hodges manip- ulated the udders in the usual rural style. He had filled one tin cup and was rapidly filUng another, when a cliamber whidow Milking the Cow. in the house was smartly raised, and a woman with a voice pitched at least one octave higher than they had been accus- tomed to hear from that sex, mdulged in the following language. Q. — What on airth are ye doin thar/ No answer from the men at the cow. Q. — Milking my cow, eh ? What ails you ? what in the world is the matter on ye — are ye starving ? Ain't ye ashamed of yourselves ? Receiving still no response from the men at the cow, who continued their labors with the sang froid that only troopers can assume, madame became considerably ' ex- asperated,' and continued her harrangue as follows : "There is four of you Yankees laying up there on the hill, with their souls in hell. Think of that!" This eliciting no response, she con- tinued: " And you may be there too in less than an hour ? Think of that ! " No response — Ilodges blandly continu- ing his operations at the udder — " And I hope you will, and when you are drinking that milk. TJmik of that!" No response at all, and the woman ' let on:' " What are you Yankees all doing here, any way ? " The coi-pomls having filled their pint cups, Hodges deigned to answer the last question by saying : " To protect 1/ou and maintain the honor of the glorious old flag I " The reply bixDught upon them a tirade of billingsgate that made the atmosphere almost blue, amid which the troopers re- treated to their camp. To " Dunn BroA\'ne," one of the most pleasing and accomplished, as well as widely read war correspondents, we find the above amusing morceau attri- buted, and would be glad to find more of th£ same side-shaking pencillings, which gave him so wide and enviable a repute pi'evious to his lamentable decease. Brandy for a Sick Lieutenant. No pen could draw a more vivid and life-like picture of the scenes of the war, than that of the Rev. A. H. Quint, one of the most efficient chaplains and military co-laborers in the army of the Union, hon- oring, in every sense of the word, as he did, the Old Bay State that sought his services and sent him forth. His deeply interesting work, recounting his army ex- periences, has passed through many edi- tions. He knew the coolness, bravery, and withal the ingenuity which character- ized the soldiers of the Union, and of which so many anecdotes are ^old, — like the fol- lowing : One night Lieutenant Clark, Lieuten- ant Soule, and Captain Wilson, of the First regiment, were very dry. A most stringent order against the intro- duction of any ardent into camp being then most rigorously executed, taey had 452 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, been discussing the ways and means of procuring something, " hot," when Soule cried out, " I've got it ! You, Clark, are very sick — you must go to bed — you have o-ot cramps — you must be covered up — you must have some brandy immediately ! " In a moment Clark was very sick abed, covered with all the blankets at command, and Soule was off in breathless haste to the hospital steward for brandy. Tliere he met the conscientious objections of the stew- ard, by the most eai-nest representations of the urgency of the case. He could wait for no surgeon's order — Lieut. Clark might die ! In a moment he was again with the " boys," flourishing a bottle of brandy in the air in triumph, and a right jolly time they had drinking it. But — shade of Bacchus ! — what was one bottle to them after a fort- night's total abstmence ? They were still dry — of course they were ! Before the bottle was quite empty, Soule snatched it out of the hands of Clark, held it up to the light, eyeing it critically, took one more swig, and then said, " Now, boys, for another bottle ! " Raising the window curtain, it was but the work of a moment to catch a hundred flies and put them in the bottle, to be drowned by the small amount of brandy remaining. Rushing back to the hospital steward in as breath- less haste as befoi'e — this time holding vip the bottle containing a spoonful of brandy and an equal amount of flies — he cried out, " See there ! Is that the kind of brandy you dispense to a sick man here ? " With as many apologies as Soule would wait to listen to, the poor steward lianded him an- other bottle of brandy, with which he returned to his comrades. The noise which soon issued from Lieutenant Clark's " sick " quarters attracted attention, and a good many other officers took a taste of the second bottle, with a hearty guffaw. Tough Time with a Mule. In repartee and fun American soldiers are never behind any class of men, and their appreciation of the ludicrous and sar- castic is as keen as a briar. Mr. Chap- man, one of the most gifted of the numer- ous army correspondents of the press, in 1864, stated that he was riding from Brandy Station to Stevensburg, in com- pany with Colonel A., of the Michigan regiment, and had reached a point opposite General P.'s head-quarters, when they were overtaken by a couple of sol- diers mounted on two decidedly un-Rarey- fied mules. The boys had evidently been up to the sutler's, for they were a trifle top-heavy, and only kept their places by dint of the most persevering industry. At that point the road crosses a considerable creek, Avhich the mules seemed to hold in strong aversion. Nevertheless, through the persuasive eloquence of two ragged sticks, they were ur/ ed on to the middle of the stream, and then they doggedly re- fused to advance. The boys plied all the expedients at hand, but it was " no go," and when at length one of them caught the tail of the othei-'s mule in his hand and attempted to twist a forward move- ment out of him, the refractory animal reared, Avhirled to one side, kicked and snorted, and, depositing his rider in the dirty creek, he started on a keen run back. Zouave gathered himself up, and seeing that he could not overtake his frightened steed, he only followed with sun- dry expletives and execrations, not found in the Westminster Catecliism. Colonel A., by the way, being a very pious man, took it upon himself to chide the exasperated and unfortunate " vet " for using such un- christianlike language ; but the soldier Avould have his joke — so, shaking what water he could out of his red pants, he waded to a dry spot on shore and mut- tered, gratingly, that it was '' — hard if a feller couldn't cuss a mule." But soon appreciating the utter ludicrousness of his condition, he turned to the Colonel and oflTered to lay a bet that that was the first time he ever saw a mule tear, (muleteer) shed. It was some time before either the Colonel or Chapman was able to see • RATIONS, CURRENCY, O .i L) N A N C K , MAILS, ETC 453 the pungency of the challenge, but it came to them after awhile, and it helped amazingly to dry up the mud between there and Strasburg. Sergeant Davis's Tender Seef. In March, 1862, Genei-al Banks ad- vanced upon Winchester in two columns — one by way of Martinsburg, and th3 other by way of Harper's Ferry and Ber- ryville. In the latter column, Brigadier- General Abercrombie commanded the first brigade, and Cothran's Battery was with him. Abercrombie was very strict, nut allowing his ifeen to forage, or to burn rails to cook with, but compelling them to burn green timber. The next morning, after camping near Berryville, he rode around the different camps to ascertain who had burned the rails. When he "rode through Cothran's Battery, the Captain was in his tent. Approacliing it he dis- covered the quarters of a fine. young beef that the men had " foraged " the night pre- vious, lying against a tree. The old Gen- eral's brow contracted as he demanded of Sergeant Leander E. Davis, " Where the — , did you get that beef? I gave the commissary no order to issue fresh beef here." Davis, who was a very polite soldier, removed his cap and saluted the General, and said, in a tone, evincing pei-1' et cool- ness and sinceriiy : " General, I was sergeant of the guard last night, and about ten o'clock I heard a terrible commotion in the camp of the Twelfth Massachusetts, (Colonel AYeb- ster's regiment,) across the road. I rushed out to see what was going on, and just as I passed the Captam's tent I saw a fine steer coming through the camp of the Twelfth Massachusetts, with about a hundred men after it. The animal ap- peared very much frightened. General, and true as you live, it jumped clear across the road, [about two rod-;.] over both stone fences, and as it aLghted in this lot it struck its head against this tree, and, being so terribly scared, its head, hide and legs, kept right on running, whil" the quarters dropped down here, wheie they have remained ever since. It is very fine, tender beef. General, and I had just come here for the purpose of cutting off and sending you a fine sirloin roast for dinner. Will you be so obliging as to ac- cept it ? " " How long have you been a soldier ? " demanded the old General. "About six months, General." "Well, Sir, I perceive that you thor- oughly appreciate the Art of War, and have become a veteran in half a year. Were you a green soldier I should order you under arrest and have you court-mar- tialed ; but on account of your veteran proclivities I shall recommend you for promotion ! " And putting spurs to his horse he rode away, shaking his sides with laughter. Cotton Burners in Lioiiisiana. The cotton burners came, they saw, they departed, — at least in otie instance. " I have come to burn your cotton, Sir." " By what authority ? " " By the authority of General Beaure- gard." " You will not burn my cotton." 454 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. « We will bum your cotton." " Go about it, then. But it is my opin- ion, gentlemen, that you will not burn it." "What do you propose to do? You don't mean to say that you will show any opposition to our authority ? " " I simply mean to say that you will not burn my cotton. Bob, brmg a coal of fire." The fire is brought. " Gentlemen, there is the fire, and yon- der are one hundred bales of cotton. Proceed." "Your conduct is very extraordinary. Sir. I should like to know what you mean ? ' " Well, Sir, I mean that if you attempt to burn that cotton I will scatter your brains so far and wide that no power in heaven or earth can bring them together again. (Here, boys ! that cotton is yours ; defend it or starve.") " strange conduct," mutters Mr. Officer, sullenly; "We'll attend to your case, Sir. We are going down the river we will give you a visit on our return." " Do. Whenever you make up your mind to burn my cotton, by all means come and burn." The cowed officer and his posse " fell back in good order." The valiant Louis- ianian saved his cotton. He had no se- cond visit from Beauregard's cotton burn- •R. nTinin g an Eugine in the Confederate Ser- vice. The popular author of "Thirteen Months in the Rebel Army," one of the most readable of books, must be allov/ed to tell his own story about ' that engine,' and here it is : The engineer, Charles Little, refused to run the train on during the night, as he was not well acquainted with the road, and thought it dangerous. In addition, the head-light of the locomotive being out of order, and the oil frozen, he could not make it burn, and he could not possibly run without it. Colonel Williams grew angry, probably suspecting him of Union sentiments and of wishing to delay the train, cursed him rather roundly, and at length told him he should run it under guard, adding to the guard already on the engine : " If any accident occurs, shoot the cursed Yankee." Little was a North- ern man. Upon the threat thus enforced, the engineer seemed to yield, and pre- pared to start the train. As if having forgotten an important matter, he said hastily, " Oh, I must have some oil," and stepping down off the locomotive, walked toward the engine-house. When he was about twenty yards from the cars, the guard thought of their duty, and one of them followed Little, and called upon him to halt ; but in a moment he was behind the machine shop, and off in the dense Avoods, in the deep darkness. The com- motion soon brought the Colonel and a crowd, and, while they were cursing each other all around, the fireman and most of the brakemen sUpped off, and here we were with no means of getting ahead. All this time I had stood on the engine, rather enjoying the melee, but taking no part in it, when Colonel Williams, turning to me, said : " Can not you run the engine ? " " No, Sir," I replied. "You have been on it, as you came down." " Yes, Sir, as a matter of curiosity." " 'Don't you know how to start and stop her ? " " Yes, that is easy enough ; but if any thing should be wrong I could not adjust it." "No difference, no difference. Sir; I must be at Bowling Green to-morrow, and you must put us through." " Colonel Wilhams" said I, calmly look- ing him in the eye, " I can not voluntarily take the responsibility of managing a train with a thousand men aboard, nor will I be forced to do it under a guard who know npthing about an engine, and RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC, 455 who would be as likely to shoot me for doing my duty as failing to do it ; but if you will find among the men a fireman, and send away this guard, and come your- self on the locomotive, I will do the best I can." And now commenced my apprenticeship to rumimg a secession railroad train, with rebel regiment on board. The engine be- haved admirably, and I began to feel quite safe, for she obeyed every command I gave her, as if she acknowledged me her rightful lord. I could not but be startled at the posi- tion in which I was placed,, holding in my hand the lives of more than a thousand men, nmning a train of twenty-five cars over a road I had never seen, running without a headlight, and the road so dark that I could only see a rod or two ahead, and, to crown all, knowing almost nothing of the busmess. Of course I ran slowly, about ten miles an hour, and never took my hand off the throttle, or my eye from the road. The Colonel at length grew confident, and almost confidential, and did most of the talking, as I had no time for conversation. When we had run about thirty miles, and every thing was going well, Colonel Williams concluded to walk back, on the top of the box cars, to a passenger car which was attached to the rear of the train, and occupied by the officers. This somewhat hazardous move he commenced just as we struck a stretch of trestle-work which car- ried the road over a gorge of some fifty feet deep. As the locomotive reached the end of the trestle-work the grade rose a little, and I could see through or in a deep cut, which the road inin into, an obstruc- tion. What it was, or how far ahead, I had almost no conception ; but, quick as thought, — and thought is as quick as light- ning in such circumstances — I whistled for the brakes, shut oflf the steam, and await- ed the collision. I would have reversed the engine, but a fear that a reversal of its action would crowd up the cars on the trestle work, and throw them into the goi-ge below, forbade, nor was there wis- dom in jumping off, as the steep embank- ment on either side would prevent escape from the wreck of the cars when the col- lision came. All this was decided in an instant of time, and I calmly awaited the shock which I saw was unavoidable. Though the speed, which was very moder- ate before, was considerably diminished, in the fifty yards between the obstacle and the head of the train, I saw that we would certainly run into the rear of an- other train, which was the obstruction I had seen. The first car struck was loaded with hay and grain. My engine Uterally split it in two, throwing the hay right and left, and scattering the grain like chaff. The next car, loaded with horses, was in like manner torn to pieces, and the horses piled upon the sides of the road. The third car, loaded with tents and camp equipage, seemed to present greater re- sistance, as the locomotive only reached it, and came to a stand still. My emotions during these moments were most peculiar. I watched the re- morseless pressure of the engine with al- most admiration. It appeared to be de- liberate, and resolute, and insatiable. The shock was not great, the advance seemed very slow ; but it plowed on through car after car with a steady and resistless course which suggested at that critical mo- ment a vast and determined living agent. When motion ceased, I knew my time of trial was near ; for if Colonel Williams had not been thrown from the top of the cars into the gorge below, he would soon be forward to execute liis threat, — to shoot me if any accident occurred. I stepped out of the cab on the railing runninor along to the smokestack, so as to be out of view to any one coming forward toward the engine, and yet to have him in the fuU light of the lantern which hung in the cab. Exactly as T had surmised — for I had seen a specimen of his temper and 456 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, recklessness, — he came stamping and curs- ing ; and jumping from the car to the tender, he drew a pistol, and cried out, "Where is that cursed engineer, that did this pretty job ? I'll shoot him the minute I lay my eyes upon him." I threw up my six shooter so that the light of the lantern shone upon it, where he could see but indistinctly, if at all, and said with deliberation, " Colonel Williams, if you raise your pistol, you are a dead man ; don't stir, but listen to me. I have done just what any man must have done under the circum- stances. I stopped the train as soon as possible, and I'll convince you of it, if you are a responsible man ; but not another word of shooting, or you go down." " Don't shoot, don't shoot ! " he cried. " Put up your pistol, and so will I," I replied. He did so, and came forward, and I ex- plained the impossibility of seeing the train sooner, as I had no head light ; and they had carelessly neglected to leave a light on the rear of the other train. I advised the choleric Colonel to go forward and expend his wrath and curses on the- conductor of the forward train, that had stopped in such a place, and sent out no signal man in the rear, nor even left a red light. He aclinowledged that I was right. I then informed him that I was an officer in the ordnance department, and was in charge of a shipment of ammunition for Bowling Green, and would have him court- martialed when he reached there, unless he apologized for the threats he had made. This information had a calming effect on the Colonel, who at heart was really a clever fellow. Paid his Assessment on the Spot. The summary method pursued by Col- onel Metcalfe, in Kentucky, is Avell illus- trated by the following incident which occurred in Paris, Kentucky. A custom- er was brought in and told that he was assessed a thousand dollars. " Well, said the rich Seeesh, " How long Avill you give me to raise it ? " " Tliree years or during the war" answered the Colonel. " Oh, well, Avell," said Seeesh, "you are not so hard with us after all. I will have it for you in time," and started leisurely for the door. " But," said the Colonel, " you must accept of our hospitality during that time, at your own expense. Guard," con- tinued the Colonel, " take Mr. to that mansion that was made with hands, down on the classic bluffs of kStoner." " Stop, stop ! " said Seeesh ; " now I think of it, I happen to have that amount in my pock- et, and have not the least objection to help- ing our country in her hour of need." He escaped a hard bed and bare walls that night. Terry's Colored Cook and his Shell. While at Morris Island, South Carolina, General Terry's colored cook, whose bump of curiosity must certainly have been de- veloped to an alarming degree, undertook to investigate the contents of a 10-inch shell by placing the portion containing the General Alfred II. Terry. fuse-cap before the fire of his stove, for the purpose of melting the lead and releasing the cap from the shell. As may be natur- ally supposed, the heat of the fire soon occasioned an explosion, which seriously wounded the over-curious cook in different portions of his body, to say nothing of the RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC 45T very promiscuous damage done to the stove and to the kettles and pans resting thereon, the fragments of which it would have been quite impossible to count in any short space of time. A colored soldier, named David, a native of South Carolina, having been made acquainted with the circumstances of this occurrence, drew himself up and pompously remarked, with characteristic vernacular, that " white folks need not offer any more comparisons be- tween the Boston and the South Carolina darkies which were unfavorable to the latter, for it was now clearly demon-^tiated that the Boston chaps were both simple, and ignorant, while a South Carolinian, if put to the same test, would never have made such a fool of himself as to stick a loaded shell into the tire of a stove and stick his face into it ! " It would have been interesting, doubtless, to listen to the Yankee cook's comments upon his adven- ture — if indeed any comments were need- ed in view of his knocked-up appearance. Commissaries and Chemists. The editor of the Baltimore American took it into his head one day to visit the commissary department of one of the large military hospitals conveniently accessible, and in the course of his observations no- ticed several barrels of dried coffee grounds, the purpose whereof naturally excited hi« curiosity. The polite Com- missary informed him that he received twelve dollars per barrel for the grounds. " But what is it purchfised for ? " inquired the editor, with that curiosity for informa- tion natural to his profession. " Well," said the Commissary, hesitatingly, " it is re-aromatized by the ti-ansforming hand of modern chemistry, and put up in pound papers, which are decorated with attrac- tive labels and high-sounding names." Yes, re-aromatized ! Comment is unnec- essary. ♦ Halleck's Use of a Bad Report. Connected with General Grant's great victory on the rivers Tennessee and Cum- berland, an interesting incident is told, asi follows : Several rumors had appeared in the newspaper press, and had otherwise been publicly proclaimed, that General Grant was in the habit of getting intoxicated. This idea may have arisen from his slov- enly mode of attiring himself, or from some other equally unreliable cause. The friends of the Illinois troops under Gener- al Grant's command, being anxious for their safety, selected a delegation to visit Major-GeneraJ Halleck. General Halleck, and have Grant re- moved. " You see, General," said the spokes- man, " we have a number of Illinois vol- unteers under General Grant, and it Lsv not safe that their lives should be entrust- ed to the care of a man Avho so constantly indulges in intoxicating liquors. Who> knows what blunders he may commit." '' Well, gentlemeji," said General Hal- leck, " I am satisfied with General Grant> and I have no doubt you also soon will be." While the deputation Avere staying at the hotel, the news arrived of the capture of Fort Donelson and thirteen thousand prisoners. General Halleck posted the intelligence himself on the hotel bulletiii,^ and as he did so he remarked, loud enough for all to hear : " If General Grant is such a drunkardi 458 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. £is he is reported to be, and can Avin snch victories as these, I think it is my duty to issue an order that any man found sober in St. Louis to-night shall be punished with fine and imprisonment ! " Shoe-Raid by General Wadsworth. One of the clevere.st Union raids during the war was that undertaken — and suc- cessfully carried through — by General Wadsworth, one of the heroes killed while serving in Grant's Richmond campaign. The General in giving an account of this ' shoe raid ' to a companion, said : — I re- member during the march through Mary land, before the battle of South Mountain, General Wadsworth. we passed over a tract of country extreme- ly rugged and stony, and I saw not only men but officers walking along with bleed- ing feet. The men's shoes gave out en- tirely. It hurt my feelings more than I can tell you, to see the good fellows trudge along so. We came to a town on the line of march, and I, who was riding at the head of the column^ spurred ahead to see if there were not some shoe stores where I could purchase what Avas needed for the men. All the shops were closed ; the first men I saw were two sitting outside of a closed shop. " Are there any shoe stores in this town ? " I asked. They re- plied in a gruff way, that they could not tell — there might be and there might not. I told them that I wanted to buy some shoes for my troops, who were barefooted. They replied they guessed I would'nt get many. At that I got angry. Said I, " There are two pair of shoes at any rate, which I see on your feet. Take them oflT instantly ! " They were obliged to do it. I went through the town, and took the shoes off every man's feet I could see, and thus I raised about two hundred pairs in all. One fine old fellow, a miller, whom I met, I did not deprive of his own pair ; I rode up to him, and asked if he had any shoq^ he could spare me, describing the pitiful condition of my men. The old man said, " I don't know if there's any shoes in the house or not, but " — looking down at his feet — *' here's a pair you're welcome to at any rate." I Avould not let him take them off, but he gave me some from his house. All the rest I stripped. Bad Habit amoug'st Mules. When our troops at Paducah first re- ceived their teams, they were troubled to procure forage, so that the mules were turned loose or tethered in the outskirts of the town. Occasionally a few would be missing, until Uncle Sam found him- self minus some twenty-five or thirty. Those which strayed away were caught up by the rebel speculators and taken to Blandville, back of Columbus, where they had accumulated some fifty stolen and purchased animals, which were under five or six keepers. Two privates, members of the Four- teenth Illinois Volunteers, hearing of the whereabouts of said stock, asked General Smith's permission to attempt their recap- ture, which, with some misgivings, was granted. The boys, dressed in the garb of Kentucky farmers, went and surveyed the field and fold, and set to work. They had whiskey with them — whiskey such as Kentucky rebels liked to get drunk on — good old Bourbon, and the first object was to get them as comfortably tight as possi- RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC, 459- ble, which Avas not long in being aecom- pHshed. Then the boys went to the mule yard, let down the bars, mounted two of the best, Avithout saddle or bridle, and started for Padueah, the whole lot follow- ing at break-neck pace, and braying in the most diabolical chorus. The keepers were not long in discovering the trick, and gave chase as far as they deemed it prudent toward our lines, but to no purpose ; and in good season Saturday afernoon the boys made their appearance at General Smith's headquarters to report, their feces beaming with a glow of satisfaction hard to describe. Their report was a clarified condensation of Laconism, in dialogue shape : General Smith — Well, boys, what luck ? Soldier — We got 'em, and more too ! General S. — How many did you get ? Soldier — Forty, I reckon ; haint count- ed 'em. General S. — But that is more than we have lost. You did'nt steal any, I hope ? Soldier — Steal ! C-ristopher, steal ! No, siree, but you see we did't have time to put the bars up after we had got Uncle Sam's out, and the things would fol- ler ; a very bad habit with some mules. The General drew on an elongated countenance, and as sternly as though he had been judge, and was sentencmg a cul- prit to a life-time of imprisonment, lectur- ed the soldier roundly for using profane language in the quarters and presence of a general officer. The soldier took the lecture uneasily, twirling his hat nervous- ly the while, and when the General had ' subsided,' apologized as follows : " You see. General, we have had to cuss the things all day to get 'em into camp, and its' mighty hard to quit off all of a suddenly." Then the General's rigidity relaxed ; a smile, or rather a laugh, came up from his heart, and tried to escape from the corners of his mouth — but discipline is discipline with an old army officer, and it would not do to allow such a breach of decorum to pass unnoticed. Still, in' consideration of the recaptured twenty-five mules, " and more too," he did not inflict any severe castigation or put them in arrest, but, thanking them for the services rendered, dismissed them with a caution to leave their profanity behind when they came again to head-quarters, and the boys left, declaring, as they closed the door, that " such a pious old cuss had'nt any busi- ness to be around amongst sojers." Half-hour's Experience of a Pedler -witla General Nelson. General Nelson occasionally went dash- ing through the camp, bestowing a gratui- tous cursing upon some offender, and was then off again hke a shot. The General followed the seas many years and had be- come a great, rough, profane old fellow. He had a plain, good, old fashioned fire- place kindness about him that w^as always shown to those who did their duty. But offenders met with no mercy at his hands. The General conceived an awful hatred against pedlers. There were many that Pedler and Gen. Nelson. came about the camp, selling hoe-cakes,, pies, milk, etc., at exorbitant prices. Cracker-fed soldiers would naturally be free with their money — willing to pay ten times the value of an article if in want of it. One day the General came across- 460 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, .a pedler selling, something that he called pies — not the delicious kind of pies that an absent soldier is made home-sick at the thought of, but an indigestible combination of flattened dough and \^oolly peaches, minus sugar, minus spice, minus every- thing that is good, and any of which the General swore up a-nd down " would kill a hyena deader than the d ." " AVhat do you charge for those pies ? " belched out the General. " Fifty cents a-piece," responded the pie-man. " Fifty cents a-piece for pies ! " roared the infuriated General : " Now, you in- fernal swindling pirate," roared he, letting .fly, in black and blue, one of his great rifled oaths, that fairly made the fellow tremble, " I want you to go to work and cram every one of those pies down you as quick as the Lord will let you. Double- quick, you villain ! " Expostulations, appeals, or promises, were of no avail, and the pedler was forced, to the great entertainment of the soldiers whom he had been so ready to ^ouge, to down half a dozen of his own pies — all he had left. " Now," said the General to the fellow. after he had finished his repast, and stood looking as death-like as the certain doctor who was forced to swallow his own medi- cine — " leave ! and if ever, ever I catch you back here again, swindling my men, I'll hang you. " The rat departed. Zealous for tlie Cause but not for tlie Scrip. Mr. , a rebel farmer, living near Bear Creek, in Baltimore county, Mary- land, was so elated at the rebel incursion in Maryland, that he determined to visit *'our deliverers," and for that purpose hooked up his horse and wagon and started merrily agog. He alighted at a hotel near Frederick, and was drinking a bum- per to Jeff, when a Confederate officer came in and inquired for the owner of the team. Bear Creek farmer was deliglited, and with smiles, said — ' " I am, sir ; and that teaiu is Southern all over, sir — horse, wagon, and driver, sir." " And what is the price ? " interrupted the son of IMars, pulling out a roll of Con- federate scrip. " Oh," said farmer, " I would not like to sell now, 'cause I can't use your kind of money in Baltimore." "Nonsense," says the officer; "haven't you declared over and over in your letters that the bankers and rich men of Balti- more are in the cause ; they'll buy, sir." And handing over the price in Confed- erate scrip, he left the zealous farmer pat- riot to toddle home afoot, with a pocket full of confederate treasure. He arrived in town in due time, and stopped several persons with, " Show me the man that buys Confederate scrip ! " Up to tlie latest accounts it was not known that the individual so eagerly sought for had been found. Secession Damsels and Federal Foragers. Quartermaster S. and Commissary B., of one of the regiments in McClellaii's army, Avere both of them very good fellows, and also very brave soldiers, when either of their departments of transportation and supply were brought into conflict with the enemy. One morning they mounted their mettled steeds and started out in company, to for- age for the officers' mess. Well provided with money to meet the exorbitant de- mands of the egg and strawberrry huck- sters of the section of country to which they wei'e going, they gaily vaulted into their saddles, and bidding good bye to their friends, briskly trotted along on the road towards Richardson's house. Hav- ing reached there, they turned off on the White House road, and after a short ride, stopped at a small house by the roadside, to inquire what articles they had for sale. B. was the spokesman, and at his sum- mons out came a blooming damsel, of eight- een summers, to answer the inquiry. "Have you any eggs, or butter, or milk, or anything of the sort to sell, ma'am ? " RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC. 461 " Whereabouts do you come from ? " "About four miles from here. We come from the Yankee army." "You do, hey? Well, I don't allow a Yankee to come within twenty yards of me, much less to speak to me." The officers opened their eyes at this desjjerate declaration, and riding into the yard the Commissary continued : " Say, look-a-here, don't you know that such folks as you are the only kind oi' meat Ave have down in our camp ? " " Yes, indeed," broke in lair Secessia, " I've heard that much about you." " Well, I suppose you have, and it's all true. Why, at the battle of Fair Oaks the Yankees eat hundreds just such look- ing rebels as you, and it took ever so many soldiers to guard the three thousand dead ones and keep us off." At this barbarous speech, which might have provoked most terrible results, if the yoiuig lady's eyes were any index of her state of mind, her parents appeared, and gently checking her, accosted the Union officers, and said they had nothing to sell. The father seemed somewhat amused at his daughter's spirit, and exclaimed : " That ere gal's got a beau in the Con- federate army, don't you see, and you know that's a good reason for her being so much opposed to the Yankees. Just you make an offer to capture her, and see if she don't haul down her colors." But Federal officers don't do such un- manly things, and so, finding they could procure no eatables at that domicil, they withdrew to the road, leaving their plucky little feminine enemy in her glory, and con- tinued their journey. j with Rhode's delectable. Ike was by her side, and- before we had time to ijrevent I it, he had both arms stuck to the fly paper on the desks before us. " I've just drop- ped in to ask," she said, as she looked up I inquiringly, « what sort of a crop the ces- sationists will be likely to get from plant- ' ing cannon, that I see something about in the papers ? / don't believe it will come up." " Pei'haps it may," we said, favoring the idea, " as we see so many sprouts about us in unifoiTn that are evidently sons of guns, and if, as Mr. Field has said, a soldier's sire and grandsire may be a sword, why not a gun have its descendants ? " " May be so," said she, brightening up, " may be so, it isn't the most unlikely thing that never came to pass, and that may be why gims wear breeches. I de- clare that I never thought of that before." Mrs. Partington, the merry and garrulous ward of B. P. Shillaber, was by no means idlegluring the war, in the good city of Boston, of which she is one of the noted spokes?«e?i. Mrs. Parting-ton on the Ne-w Military Crop. A shadow passed our window, the door opened, and looking up we saw the form of Mrs. Partington before us. " I've just dropped in," she said. ' Dropped ' in ! — she weighs one hundred and fifty if she does an ounce. She held out her snuff- box as she said " Good morning," filled Visit of General Jenkins at a Pennsylvania Editor's. The raid of General Jenkins into Penn- sylvania was the occasion of a call at the domicil of the editor of the Chambersburg Repository, by that renowned chief, and there had good cheer, though the " land- lord" had "stepped out." The editor's remarks on this visit were as follows : However earnest an enemy Jenkins may be, he don't seem to keep spite, but is capa- ble of being very jolly and sociable when he is treated hospitably. For prudential reasons the editor was not at home to do the honors at his own tiible ; but Jenkins was not particular, nor was his appetite impaired thereby. He called upon the ladies of the house, shared their hospital- ity, behaved in all respects like a gentle- man, and expressed very earnest regrets that he had not been able to make the personal acquaintance of the editor. We 462 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION. beg to say that we reciprocate the wish of the General, and shall be ghul to make his acquaintance personally — " when this cruel war is over." Colonel French and Surgeon Bee spent much of their time with Mrs. McClure, and the fonner show- ed his appreciation of her hospitality by taking her revolver from her when he left. An order having been made for the citizens to surrender all the guns and pis- tols they had, Colonel French took the pistol of his hostess. How many rifles he didn't get that were in her keepuig, we " dinna choose to tell." General Jen- kins had the fullest information of the movements of the editor of this paper. He told at our own house, when we had left, the direction we had gone, and de- scribed the horse we rode, and added that there were people in Chambersburg suffi- ciently cowardly and treacherous to give such information of their neighbors. When it was suggested that such people should be sent within the rebel Ihies, he insisted that the South should not be made a Botany Bay for Northern scoundrels. We had not the felicity of a personal in- terview with the distinguished guerrilla chief, but our special reporters took his dimensions and autobiography with gen- eral accuracy. He was boi-n of his mother at a very early age, and is supposed to be the son of his father. He was flogged through school in his boyhood years much as other children ; and may have startling traditions touchmg his early character, such as the hatchet and cherry-tree which proved that Washington could not lie ; but it is for the present regarded as doubtful. He subsequently graduated at Jefferson College, in this State, and gave promise of future usefulness and greatness. His downward career commenced some five years ago, when in an evil hour he became a member of Congress from Western Vir- ginia, and from thence may be dated his decline and fall. From Congress he natu- rally enough turned fire-eater, secessionist an 1 trnerrilla. Lieuding: to the Government. The use of United States compound in- terest notes in paying off employees gave rise, in a certain case, to the following lit- tle dialognie, as related by one of the par- ties concerned. Boss — How would you like to lend part of your wages to Government, Patrick ? Patrick — Ah, you see, I just make out to live on what ye pay me, — things is so high ! I can't save a dollar. Boss — But, Patrick, you know I raised your wages, and you ought to lay by something for a rainy day. Better put by $10 and get $11.94 for it three years hence ; or $20, and get $23.88 for it, in- stead of getting nothing or lending it to a savings bank at only five per cent. Patrick — (Looking at the table of inter- est on $10 compounded, and asking some questions as to what curl-ency the savings bank would pay in) — Well, I'd like to take $50 in compound interest notes. Boss — But, Patrick, if you can spare $50, you had better put your money mto 7-30 notes, which pay more interest, and entitle you to gold-bearing bonds if }'ou want them, or greenljacks if you please. Patrick — Would you please to just«let me have one hundred dollars in the Seven- Thirties ? Agreeable Inducements to Travellers. Below is a bill of fare " found " m the Confederate camp at Vicksburg, which is of interest to all epicures, as well as to those who are not of that class : Hotel de Vicksburg. — Bill of Fare for July, 18Q3 : Soup — mule tail. Boiled — mule bacon with poke greens ; mule ham canvassed. Roast — mule sirloin. Vege- tables — peas and rice. Entrees — mule head stuffed a la mode ; mule beef jerked a la Mexicana ; mide ears fricasseed a la gotch ; mule side stewed, new style, hair on ; mule spare-ribs plain ; mule liver hashed. Side Dishes — mule salad ; mule hoof soused ; mule brains a la omelette ; mule kidneys stuffed with peas ; mule tripe fried in pea * RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC. 463 meal batter ; mule tongue cold a la Bray. Jellies — mule foot. Pastry — pea-meal pudding, blackberry sauce ; cotton-wood berry pies ; China berry tart. Dessert — white oak acorns ; beech nuts ; blackberry leaf tea ; genuine Confederate coffee. Liquors — Mississippi Water, vintage of 1492, superior, $3 ; Lime Stone Water, late importation, very fine, $2.75 ; Spring Water, Vicksburg brand, $1.50. Meals at all hours. Gentlemen to wait upon themselves. Any inattention on the part of the servants to be promptly reported at the office. Jeff. Davis & Co., Proprietors. Card. — The proprietors of the justly celebrated Hotel de Vicksburg, having en- larged and refitted the same, are now pre- pared to accommodate all who favor them with a call. Parties arriving by the river or Grant's inland route, will find Grape, Canister »&; Co.'s carriages at the landing, or any depot on the line of intrenchments. Buck, Ball & Co., take charge of all bag- gage. No effort will be spared to make the visit of all as interesting as possible. Pumpkin-Pie Story of Liieutenant Wickfield and General Grant. Tlie hero and veteran — Grant — who was citizen, Captain, Colonel, Brigadier and Major- General within a space of nine months, though a rigid disciplinarian, and a perfect Ironsides in the discharge of his official duties, could enjoy a joke, and was always ready to perpetrate one when an oppoi-tunity offered. Indeed, among his acquaintances, he is as much renowned for his eccentric humor, as for his skill and bravery as a commander. When Grant was a Brigadier in South- west Missouri, he commanded an expedi- tion against the Confederates, under Jeff. Thompson, in nortlieast Arkansas. The distance from the starting point of the ex- pedition to the supposed rendezvous of the Confederates was about one hundred and ten miles, and the greater portion of the route lay through a howling; wilderness. .29 The imaginary suffering that the Union soldiers endured during the first two days of their march, was enormous. It was impossible to steal or confiscate uncuhi- vated real estate, and not a hog or a chick- en, or an ear of corn, was anywhere to be seen. On the third day, however, things looked a little more helpful, for a few small specks of ground, in a state of partial cul- tivation, were here and there visible. On that day. Lieutenant Wickfield, of an Indiana cavalry regiment, commanded the advance guard, consisting of eighty mounted men. At about noon he came up to a small fiirm-house, from the outward appearance of which he judged that there might be something fit to eat inside. He halted his company, dismounted, and with two second Lieutenants entered the dwell- ing. He knew that Grant's incipient fame had already gone forth throughout all that region of country, and it occurred to him that by representing himself to be Pumpkin Pie. the General he might obtain the best the house afforded. So, assuming a very mar- tial demeanor, he accosted the inmates of the house, and told them he must have sometlung for himself and staff to eat. They desired to know who he was, and he told them that he was General Grant. At the sound of that name, they flew aromid with alarming alacrity, and served up about all they had in the house, taking great pains all the while to make loud pro- fessions of loyalty. The Lieutenants ate 464 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. as much as they could of the not over sumptuous meal, but which was, neverthe- less, good for that country, whether in times of war or peace, and demanded what was to pay for their " entertainment." " Nothing," was the reply, and they went on their way rejoicing. In the meantime. General Grant, who had halted his army a few miles further back, for a brief resting-spell, came in sight of and was rather favorably impressed — as had been his Lieutenant — with the appearance of this same house. Riding up to the fence in front of the door he de- sired to know if they would cook liim a meal. " No," said the female, in a gruflF voice, "General Grant and his staff have just been here and eaten everything in the house except one pumpkin pie." " Humph," murmured Grant, " what is your name ? " " Selvidge," replied the woman. Casting a half dollar in at the door, he asked if she Avould keep that pie till he sent an officer for it, to which she replied that she would. That evening, after the camping ground had been selected, the various regiments were notified that there would be a grand parade at half past six, for oi'ders. Officers would see that their men all turned out, &c. In five minutes the camp was in a perfect uproar, and filled with all sorts of rumors ; some thought that the enemy Avas I upon them, it being so unusual to have parade Avhen on a march. At half past six the parade was formed, ten columns deep, and nearly a quarter of a mile in length. After the usual routine of ceremonies, the Assistant Adjutant Gen- eral read the foUowuig order : — " Head-quarters Army in the Field, Special Order, No. — . Lieutenant Wickfield, of the — Indiana cavalry, hav- ing on this day eaten everything in Mrs. Selvidge's house, at the crossing of the Ironton and Pocahontas, and Black River and Cape Girardeau roads, except one pumpkin pie. Lieutenant Wickfield is hereby ordered to return with an escort of one hundred cavalry, and eat that pie also. U. S. Grant, Brig. Gen'l Commanding." Grant's orders were law, and no soldier willingly attempted to evade them. At seven o'clock the gastronomic Lieutenant filed out of camp with his hiuidred men, amid the cheers of the entire army. The escort concurred in stating that he de- voured the whole of the pie, and seemed to relish it. General Stuart Too Late to Dinner. Rather a palatable circumstance of the war was that which General Stuart, were he still living, would probably remember moi'e vividly than anybody else. At the time this circumstance transpired, some there were who contended that Stuart no longer had command of the rebel cavalry, but that Fitzhugh Lee Avas the chief of that branch of the rebel army. Whether so or not Avill not change the fact that Stuart fought Buford on that eventful Saturday, for Buford ate his dinner in a cosy little house, nestled among pines, cedars, and jesamine, about one and a half miles from Culpepper, Avhere General Stuart and staff iDere going to dine. Every luxury and delicacy that could be procured in that poor, ransacked country, was smiling on the white, spotless linen Avhich covered the table. The fair occupant of the stool had no doubt hurried on a sun-bonnet, and slipped off to Culpepper. The ' Bonnie Blue Flag ' Avould not sound so well in the old parlor, and she feared General Buford and Staff could not appreciate her selec- tion of songs. However, the dinner Avas appreciated ; and if smacking of lips, and looks of regret at the fragments they could not eat, Avere of any significance, the dishes prepared by those kind people met Avith the appreciation of all the partakers. RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC. 4(35 Joke of the President on Secretary Chase. It was not reported what joke old Abe got off when he heard the news of the sur- render of Plymouth, which gave such joy to northern hearts. In regard to the Fort Pillow affair he made a Bunsby speech, but no joke. The latter would appear to have been reserved for the benefit of Sec- retary Chase, as he was starting on a finan- cial trip to New York. Old Abe, like Cromwell, — though without the latter's military genius — seemed very fond of i)lay- ing practical jokes upon his associates. It is said that after Cromwell signed the war- rant for the execution of King Charles, he turned round to one of his colleagues and smeared his face witli ink. Tliis he thought capital fun. Old Abe's jokes have been pronounced as smacking somewhat of the same quality. When Chase called upon him to say good-bye, he, as Secretary of the Treasury, asked for some information about the probable end of the war, saying it would help him in getting more money in Wall street. " Do you want more money ? " asked Old Abe, and then quick- ly added, " What ! has the printing ma- chine gin out ? " This joke must be set ■down as fully equal to Cromwell's, and was not unworthy that famous American ^ Cruikshank,' Mr. Orpheus C. Kerr, whose penchant in this line is a boon to human nature, and — a fortune to his pocket. Hooker's Magrnificent War-Horse, "Look- out." Major- General Joseph Hooker claimed the name of " Lookout " for his seven year old battle horsey which bore him through the perils of the fight above the clouds, so memorable in. the annals of the war, and an account of which will be found in its appropriate department in these pages. Lookout, according to the description given of him, was a rich chestnut color, standing nearly seventeen hands high, and possess- ing all the dainty and elastic action of the most delicately-fashioned colt. He was three-quarters bred, being by Mambrino out of a half bred mare ; and notwith- standing his ponderous size, he had been known to trot, under saddle, in 2.45. He was bred in Kentucky, and selected when a five-year old, for Mr. Ten Broeck, as the finest horse that could be sent to England to exhibit style in a coupee. For some reason he was not forwarded further east- ward than New York city; but when there, was seen by the horse agent of the Emperor of the French, who repeatedly offered a thousand dollars to obtain posses- sion of him. It wa^ at this time that General Hooker came in competition with His Majesty, Louis Napoleon, and finally succeeded in purchasing the horse. Lookout was undoubtedly the finest charger in the army of the Union ; and, in grandeur of form and action, dwarfed all other horses which approached him. Backed by his rider, the General — univer- sally aclviiowledged as a matchless rider — the people, could they have but beheld him moving up Broadway, would have pro- nounced it the finest equestrian statue they had ever seen. "War News from Richmond Wanted. A gentleman of the press once dropped in at the War Department, and in the course of the conversation with the Secre- tary mentioned casually to him that he had just telegraphed certain information concerning army movements to the New York journals, with which he was con- nected. The Seci-etary looked at him in dismay, and rejilied : " Sir, I will give you one hundred thousand dollars from the army secret service fund, if you will give me the same information concernmg the ene- my's disposition and movements which you have just conveyed indu-ectly, but surely, to Richmond." "Reliable Information." A visitor to the army of the Potomac called upon General Grant one morning, and found the great commander sittiner m 466 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. his tent, smoking and talking to one of his staff officers. The stranger approached the chieftain and enquired of him as fol- lows : " General, If you flank Lee and get between him and Richmond, will you not uncover Washington and leave it a prey to the enemy ? General Grant, discharging a cloud of smoke with " a silver lining," from liis mouth, indifferently replied, " Yes, I reck- on so." Stranger, encouraged by the reply he thus received, propounded question num- ber two : — " General, do you not think Lee can detach sufficient force from liis army to reinforce Beauregard and overwhelm Butler ? " " Not a doubt of it," replied the Gen- eral. Stranger, becoming fortified by his suc- cess, propounded question number three, as follows : — " General, is there not danger that John- ston may come up and remforce Lee, so that the latter will swing around and cut your communications and seize your sup- pHes ? " " Very likely," was the cool reply of the General, as he knocked the ashes from the end of his cigar with his little finger. Stranger, horrified at the awful fate about to befall General Grant and his army, made his exit and hastened to Wash- ington to communicate the " news." Of such stuff comes much of the " reliable intelligence " and " authentic information " to which the public is treated. Material of which "Mudsill" Begriznents are Made Up. Great admiration was excited by the readiness of the men of the Eighth Massa- chusetts Regiment, under General Butler, for whatever services they were called on to perform during their passage from New York to Washmgton. Whether men were required to act as engineers, machinists, carpenters, or sailors, they were to be had on demand. Volunteers from every de- partment of industry, there could scarcely be found a trade or profession, from butch- ers to lawyers, which was not represented in the regiment, by men ready for special service whenever required. On reaching the railway station at Annapolis, General Butler found that the secessionists had taken apart and bi'oken the only locomo- tive there, so as to render it unserviceable. " Who knows how to repair this engine ? " demanded the General. Six pi-actieal ma- chinists stepped forward ; but one claimed the job — " Because you see. General," he said, " I made that engine," and he point- ed to his private mark on the machinery. These ' mudsill ' regiments, as Gov. Ham- mond would call them, are somehow strangely intelligent. Fresh Pork for the Eighth Illinois. When the Union army was stationed at Bird's Point, Missouri, secessionists wei*e rather supposed to have "rights that a soldier must respect," and there were stringent orders against jayhawking. Colonel (afterward General) Oglesby was then in command of the Eighth Illinois. Well, one day his fife and drum majors went out into the woods to practice a new tune. Attracted no doubt by the melody, a fine fat shote, of musical proclivities, came near — alas ! for the safety of his ba- RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC 467 con, too near — for the bass-drummer, by a change of base, made a base attack on his front ; while the fifer, by a bold and rapid flank movement, charged him in the rear. 'Twas soon over ; a few well directed vol- leys of clubs and other persuasives were applied, and piggy went dead again — a martyr to his love for music ! But how to get the deceased pork into camp ? — " That's what's the matter " now. After considerable discussion an idea ' strikes ' the drummer (not so as to hurt him) : " We will put him in the drum." " Just the thing, by hokey ! " said the fifer. One head was taken out, and the hog stowed, and our heroes started for their quarters, carrying the drum between them. In the mean time the regiment went out for a dress parade ; and the Colonel, somewhat vexed at the absence of the principal mu- sicians, no sooner saw the gents than, in a voice of reprimand, he ordered them to take their places with the music. The drum-bearers halted, looked at each other, then at the Colonel, — but said never a word. The Colonel repeated his order in a style so emphatic that it could not be misunderstood. The dealers in pork felt a crisis had arrived, and that an explana- tion had become a " military necessity." So the drummer, going up close to the Colonel, in a low voice made him acquaint- ed with the status of affairs, winding up with, " We 'low, Colonel, to bring the best quarter over to your mess." " Sick, eh ? " thundered the Colonel. " Why didn't you say so at first ? Go to your ' quarters ? ' — of course ! Bat-tal-ion, r-i-g-h-t f-a-c-e ! " The Colonel had fresh pork for supper. Newspaporial Forestalling: of "Dyin.g Senti- ments, etc. The representative of a now defunct newspaper is jocosely stated to have run up to a wounded officer who believed him- self mortally hurt, at the battle of Fort Donelson, and begged him not to die yet for the sake of the , (naming his journal,) which he had the honor to repre- sent ; remarking to the sufferer, that, if he had any last words to utter, they should appear in the best form in the earliest possible issue of his widely-circulated and highly influential paper. The officer turn- ed away his head in abhorrence and dis- gust, and some of his friends compelled the persevering reporter to retire. But the professor of the quill insisted, true to his craft, that he could make a better speech for the wounded soldier than he could for himself; and hoped he would remember not to give any other member of the press the least hint of his dying sentiments. Another correspondent is said to have locked General Buckner up in a room at Dover, and insisted on having a sketch of his life. The General demurred, when he was threatened with being printed as of the most horrible antecedents unless he complied. He blustered a little, but Avhen the newspaper scribbler began putting down and reading off " General Buckner, a native of Massachusetts, formerly one of the editors of Lloyd Garrison's anti- slavery journal ; but compelled to fly to Tennessee on account of having been de- tected in a forgery of his father's name," etc., the General became a suppliant, and gave the in-epressible fellow the main events of his life. But, jokes aside, noth- ing in the newspaper system of all Eu- rope was ever equal to the splendid man- ner of marshaling their great array of facts, sketches, etc., during the four years war, by the correspondents of those prince- ly journals, the New York Herald, Times, Tribune, and World; the Philadelphia Ledger, Bulletin, North American, Press, and Inquirer ; the Boston Journal. Trav- eller, etc. ; the Springfield RepubUcan ; the Cincinnati Gazette, Enquirer, Times, and Commercial; the Chicago Tribune, Journal, and Times ; the St. Louis Demo- crat, Republican, &c. It is not saying too much, that, from the materials furnished by the able and intrepid correspondents of any one of the great journals here 468 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. named, a history of the war might be written which, for vigor of style, skilful- ness of construction, and amplitude of scope, would leave nothhig to be desired. Hard to tell Pork from Tomatoes. While the Brooklyn Fourteenth were in Virginia, it was noticed that where they were the enemy's pigs got scared, and that in the promiscuous state of things there- abouts, an accident would sometimes occur by Avhich pig was turned into pork, and then — " Hallo, my man ! where did you get that pork ? " called out the Major to a soldier staggering along with something wrapped up in his shelter tent, and crim- soning the ground as he passed. " It is'nt pork, Sir, it's tomatoes ; you don't know. Sir, ho\v hard it is to tell pork from tomatoes in this country." The Major, a pleasant hand at a joke himself, was conquered at once, and did not press his inquiries. Refusal to Receive Pay for Fig-hting: for his Country. Paymaster Rochester, feeling his lips to be unsealed by the death of General Wadsworth, of New York, stated that he always paid the General from his fii'St en- try into the service ; and that when the General called on him for money on the eve of starting to the Mississippi Valley on a special mission connected with the arming and organization of the slaves of that region, he casually remarked to him that when he got to New Orleans he would find there Paymaster Vedder, to whom he would recommend him as a gentleman- ly officer to apply to for any moneys he might need. " No, Sir ! " said General Wadsworth, "I shall not apply to Major Vedder. While I am in the service I shall be paid only by you. And my reason for that is, that I wish my account with the Govern- ment to be kept with one Paymaster only ; for it is my purpose at the close of the war to call on you for an accurate statement of all the money I have received from the United States. The amount, whatever it is, I shall give to some permanent institu- tion founded for the life relief of disabled soldiers. This is the least invidious way in which I can refuse pay for fighting for my country in her hour of danger." It has been stated that Gen. ' Stonewall ' Jackson, of the Confederate army, acted upon the same principle of pecuniary dis- interestedness ; but as no mention is made of the circumstances by Mr. Orville J. Vic- tor, in his standard and admirable work, the " History of the Southern Rebellion," in which Gen. Jackson's character is so graphically portrayed, the statement needs to be verified. ♦ Anxious for a Trade. An incident which may be characterized as very Yankee-like occurred one morning in front of the Potomac Army — General Turner's lines. A sergeant deliberately^ stepped out from our rifle-pits and moved towards the rebels, waving a late paper, and regardless of the probability that he would at any moment be shot dead. A rebel officer shouted to him to go back. but the sergeant was unmindful of the warning, and asked — " Wont you exchange newspapers ? " '' No ! " said the rebel, " I have no pa- per and I want you to go back." AVith smgular persistence, however, the sergeant continued to advance, saying — " Well, if you hain't a paper, I reckon some of your men have, and I want to ex- change, I tell you." " My men have not got anything of the kind, and you must go back." This the officer said in a louder tone and with great emphasis. Nothing daunt- ed, the Yankee sergeant still advanced, until he stood plumply before the indig- nant officer, and said — " I tell ye now you need'nt get your dander up. — I don't mean no harm no way. P'raps if ye aint got no newspapers ye might give me suthin else. May-be you EATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC, 469 men would like some coffee for some to- bacco. I'm dredful anxious for a trade." The astonished officer could only repeat his command — " Go back, you rascal, or I'll take you a prisoner. I tell you we have nothing to exchange, and we don't want anything to do with you Yankees." " Well, then," said the sergeant rueful- ly, " if ye hain't got nothin', why, here's the paper anyway, and if you get one from Richmond this afternoon, you can send it over. You'll find my name there on that." The man's impudence or the officer's eagerness for news made the latter accept. He took the paper and asked the sergeant what was the news from Petersburg. " Oh ! our folks say Ave can go in there just when we want to, but we are waiting to gobble all you fellows first," was the reply. " "Well, I don't know but what you can do it ! " said the Lieutenant, turning on his heel and re-entering his rifle-pit ; " but meanwhile, my man, you had better go back." This time the sergeant obeyed the oft- repeated order, and, on telling his adven- ture, was the hero of the mo':-ning among his comrades. Helping: a Poor Soldier. When Parson Brownlow was in the town of , a good many people grum- bled about the high price of admission to his lecture. A very rich, but stingy man, who had been all the time very profuse with expressions of his patriotism, ex- claimed, in a crowd. " Give Parson Brownlow half a dollar ? No, Sir-ree ! I'd a good deal sooner give it to a poor soldier ! " " Oh ! " said a bystander, " then give your half dollar to Captain H (an officer dismissed from the army for cow- ardice) ; they say he's a mighty poor sol- dier! " Banking Operations of General Schoepf in Kentucky. An excellent operation in banking is that related of General Schoepf, in Ken- tucky. When the General arrived in the neighborhood of Lon stances, I am strongly of the ophiion that Conference of Newspaper Correspondents. Mills, and Burnside's corps lay on the pike near Lisbon. Late one evening, a reporter entered what he supposed to be the Provost Marshal's office in Lisbon, and addressing a gentleman in semi-military costume sitting at a table, introduced him- self, stated his business, and asked for a pass which would enable him to get thi-ough llie pickets at Ellicott's Mills after the countei'sign was out. The reply was that he could not obtain a pass Avhich would take him through the pickets, but he could have a note to the Provost Marshal at Ellicott's Mills which would probably pro- would be well he can satis- he is nothing but a Baltimore secessionist spy. He wants a pass, and I have referred him to you ; but I think it enough to detain him mitil factorily identify himself. Yours, etc., Timothy Jones, Captain and Provost Marshal. The correspondent went on his way re- joicing. Upon being challenged by the pickets at Ellicott's Mills, he presented his letter, whei'eupoi| to his astonishment he was forthwith taken into custody, and de- tained some twenty hours befoi'e he could RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC. 477 satisfy the officers that a cruel " sell " had been practiced upon him. Of course, " Timothy Jones " was nobody less than a lazy correspondent who had got behind in his duties ; and he at once improved his chance, Avent up to Frederick, and got in his account as soon as his poor competitor whom he had practiced this sorry joke upon. ♦ Hooker and the Ne'wrspaper Correspondents. General Hooker always treated every newspaper correspondent who visited him with gi'eat politeness, but he cared very Maj. Gen. Joseph Hooker. little for their opinion, and was as lenient towards the journals whose language was inimical to him as to those professing to be his friends. The representative of a radical journal once asked him why he al- lowed a certain " Copperhead " journal to circulate in his army. " Well, I'll see about it," said Hooker. Sometime after- ward, when asked by the same party why he did not suppress it, he replied that he " had read it carefully every day for two weeks, and was still looking for the overt act which would justify him in doing it." Nothing more was said about the suppres- sion of newspapers by that party. Inability to famish Supplies to both Armies. It was regarded as a necessity by our men that they should throw off their blankets and great coats, in order for them to pass through the swampy grounds on the way to Richmond. One of the most noted cliief connnanders of the Union army was singidarly liberal in this respect, and even the good General Steele left supplies for the rebels on a still larger scale. To facts of this kind is probaljly due the re- ply attributed to General Ripley, on a re- quisition for supplies being made upon him, before he was displaced : " Gentlemen," he said, " I must decline furnishmg both armies any more. Let me know which army is to be supplied, and the depart- ment will meet, if able, or refuse, if not. the requisition." Tapping- the Telegraphic Wires. The telegraph hue between Memphis and Corinth was exceedingly important. General Halleck's messages all passed over it. But little of the line was guarded, for the rebels refrained from cutting the wires ; they found a better use for them. The Memphis operators detected some- thing wi'ong in the workmg of the instru- ments, and surmised that some outsider was sharing their telegraphic secrets. They comnnmicated this suspicion to the superintendent at Corinth, who promised to keep a shai-p lookout. They soon after- nijih Stiitiou. wards discovered tliat their uninvited con- fidant could talk as well as listen. The transmission of a message was suddenly interrupted by the ejaculation '' pshaw ! " A moment after it was again broken with 478 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. " Hurrah for Jeff. Davis ! " Individual- ; (only about 3,000,) and their exact loca- ity shows itself as well in telegraphing as in the footstep, or in handwriting. JNIr. HaU, one of the Memphis operators, in- stantly recognized the performer, not by his tune, but by his time, as a young man formerly in Buffalo and other Northern offices, but tlien employed by the Confed- tion ! Liieutenant - -'s Perfumed Sreath. Lieutenant • ■'s Perfumed Breath erates. Mr. Hall surprised him by reply- ing promptly — " Ed. Saville, if you don't want to be hung, you had better leave ! Our cavalry is closing in on both sides of you ! " There was a little pause, and then the reply— " How in the world did you know me ? However, I've been here four days, and learned all we want to know. As this is becoming rather a tight place, I think I will leave. You'll see me again, when you least expect it. Good-bye, boys ! " The rebel operator made good his escape. He had cut the wire, inserted a piece of his own, and by a pocket instrument, been reading the official despatches. Some of the utmost importance, giving the very in- formation most desired by the rebels, were passuig, and as they were not in cipher, they could easily be read. One from Gen- eral Hovey, in reply to a question from General Halleck, stated the precise num- ber of our available men in Memphis, Little Freddy H., a four-year-old, son of Chaplain H., of a New York regiment of volunteers, perpetrated a good thing vs^hile said regiment Avas at camp at Suf- folk. A smart look- ing Lieutenant, with dashing air and per- fumed breath, came into a tent where Fred- dy was. The little soldier scanned him very closely, and when a convenient oppor- tunity offered itself he said to the Lieuten- ant, "You are a doc- tor; I know you are a doctor." " No, my little man," replied the officer, " you are mis- taken this time ; I am riot a doctor." " Yes, you are a doctor too," replied Freddy ; " I know you are a doctor ; for 1 can smell the medicine ! " This was too good a thing to be kept, and half an hour did not elapse before it had spread tliroughout the regiment. Sharing- General Magrruder's Table. General Magruder always enjoyed the reputation, among his men, of being a brave officer and kind man, bvit filled with vanity, self-conceit, and pomposity. Short- ly after the war commenced he was sitting one day in a restaurant in Richmond, en- joying, solus, a twelve o'clock dijeimer with rigid dignity, every button of his splendid uniform exactly in situ, and his immaculate shirt-collar adjusted at precise- ly the proper angle. He had hardly tested the merits of his repast when in sauntered a tall, long-haired, red-shirted private of the Louisiana First, which regiment had just arrived in the city. With the utmost coolness red-shirt sat himself down in the RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC. 479 vacant chair opposite the General, and let into the good things before him with a zest that plainly told of long marches and pre- vious scanty rations. This was too much for the aristocratic old officer. Drawing himself up a la General Scott, and with one of his severest frowns and the harsh- est voice he could command, he exclaimed, in tones of evident disgust — " Sir, what do you mean ? Do you know at whose table you are sitting ? " The soldier, scarcely looking up replied, in the interval between a bite and a drink, " I know I am dreadful hungry ; and I ain't a hit particular who I eat with since I've gone soldiering! " All for the Whiskey. In one of the battles in Mississippi, an Indiana regiment was fiercely attacked by a whole rebel brigade. The Lidianians, unable to withstand such odds, were com- pelled to fall back about thirty or forty yards, losing — to the utter mortification of officers and men — their flag, which re- mained in the hands of the enemy. Sud- denly a tall Irishman, a private of the color company, rushed from the ranks across the vacant gi'ound, attacked the squad of rebels who had possession of the conquered flag, with his musket, felled several to the ground, snatched the flag from them, and returned safely back to his regiment. The bold fellow was, of course, immediately surrounded by his ju- bilant comrades and greatly praised for his gallantry, his captain appointing him to a sergeancy on the spot ; but the hero of the occasion cut every thing short by the reply, "Oh, niver mind, Captin, say no more about it ; I dropped me whiskey- flask among the rebels and fetched that back, and I thought I might just as well bring the flag along." Otoing Over his Battles Agrain. Captain McD. arrived in New Orleans about four hours after the battle at Baton Rouge, and as he was a good talker, and had 30 a pretty clear idea of the battle, he was in- stantly surrounded at his hotel and over- whelmed with questions. The result was that the Captain fought the battle over- and refreshed himself with " some of the same," imtU he got rather confused — so much so, indeed, that he was often caught getting the line of battle in disorder, and doing other very immilitary movements. In the height of Ms excitement, Colonel a friend of the Captain's, came in, and the latter, determined that the former should have a clear idea of the action, commenced over again as follows : " Look here. Colonel — ^you see the Michiganders were stationed along here ;" and the Captain stuck his finger into his neighbor's sherry cobbler, and with the mixture, as it dropped off liis finger, drew a short line on the top of the bar counter. "This, gentlemen," said the Captain, warming up, " that's the Miclugan-ic-gan- ic Regiment, and here the Vermonters in the rear of the Indi-Indi-an-ians in the centre." Hereupon, the Captain stuck his finger in somebody else's glass, and drew a second line with his finger. " Now, you see," continued the Captain, with a very self-satisfied air, " that the Twentieth Maine was stationed out here ; " and pop went the Captain's finger into another glass, the action resulting in the making of a formidable water-line considerably La advance of the other two. " Now," said the Captain, by way of parenthesis, "I believe if General Butler has a fair chance,, he can whip the Confederacy or any other man." Just at this moment, one of the barkeepers, a stolid old negro, whose busi- ness it was to keep things neat and clean, espied the three marks the Captain had made on the top of the counter, and swing- ing rornd his formidable towel the front line disappeared in an instant. The Cap- tain glanced on the darkey for a moment, but most penetratingly, and then wrathful- ly exclaimed, " You infernal nigger you ! don't you observe you have wiped out th« Twentieth Maine Regiment ? " 480 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, The Captain having so suddenly been deprived of one of his most reUable regi- ments, and the Michiganders at the same time beginning to " dry up," he concluded he would adjourn the description until a more favorable season. The Captain was seen the next day, and seemed to complain of a severe headache — owing to the fact, perhaps, that there was a hole in his mos- quito-bar, and he was so bit up the night previous, by the insects, that he could'nt sleep. (Ahem.) " Swamp Angel " Incident. Colonel Serrell, of the New York En- gineers, had the charge of the construction of the "Swamp Angel," at Morris Island, S. C, and being of an energetic constitu- tion himself, and not afraid to enter swamps, his surprise can be imagined when one of his lieutenants, whom he had ordered to take twenty men and enter that swamp, said that he " could not do it — the mud was too deep." Colonel Serrell or- dered him to try. He did so, and the Lieutenant returned with his men covered with mud, and said : " Colonel, the mud is over my men's heads ; I can't do it." The Colonel insisted, and told the Lieu- tenant to make a requisition for anything that was necessary for the safe passage of the swamp. The Lieutenant did make his requisition in writmg, and on the spot. It was as follows : " I want twenty men eighteen feet long to cross a swamp fifteen feet deep." The joke was a good one. It secured, however, not a cubit to the stature of the Lieutenant, but rather his arrest for dis- respect to his superior. The battery, nev- retheless, was built with the aid of wheel- barrows and sand. Like Jonah's gourd, it sprang up in a night. Reporters on a " Bender." Immediately after Grant's great victory in the Southwest, three newspaper corres- pondents, who had been at the scene of conflict, started for their respective desti nations, each seeking, of course, to come out in advance of the others with the pub- he report, — one of the gentlemen being connected with the press of Chicago, Illi- nois, and the others with New York papers. The three arrived together at Nashville, Tennessee, when two of them leagued to play a joke upon their associate. All of them being wearied, they thought it not in bad taste to regale their appetites with some strengthening beverages. The ubiquitous John D — , of the N. Y. , boasted that he could drink more and not get drunk than any other knight of the quill m the Army of the Cumberland. The Chicago man and the other New Yorker closed the bet, and soon the three were engaged in their bibulous labors. The boaster tossed them down — the ' slings ' and ' skins,' — without regard to what his competitors did, and soon got himself into a condition in which mere terrestrial afiairs and worldly vanities gave him very little trouble. Business was the great point with his rivals, and by a leetle closer attention to that than to the bowls, succeeded in keeping sober, and when the time to depart had arrived, off they started, leaving the boozy and oblivious gentleman in charge of the chambermaid. Up to the latest date, no ' original ' report had appeared in the columns of that enterpris- ing reporter's paper. Honesty on the Battlefield. Lieutenant Tinkham w^as one among the many brave men who were killed at the second battle of Corinth. It appears that Lieutenant Tinkham was not seriously wounded when the rebels took possession of that part of the field where he fell, but was only shot through the leg ; and as the Union boys were contesting the advance of the enemy with desperate bravery, Lieutenant Tinkham raised himself upon his elbow to see the fighting, when another leaden messenger pierced his body, and he fell to the ground again. Seeing that be RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC. 481 soon must be numbered among the slain, and that his Hfe blood was fast flowing out, he made some sign to a passing rebel — which was said to be a Masonic sign of recoo'nition — who immediately came to Tinkham's side, and rendered him all the assistance in his power. Just before the Lieutenant expired, he handed the rebel his watch and some money, with the in- struction to forward it to his family the first opportunity he had, — and in a few moments after saying this he expired. The rebel now pinned a small piece of paper on Tinkham's coat, stating his name and company, and left him. In this con- dition he was found by his company and by them buried. Time rolled on, and on the fourth of July, 1863, thirty-five thou- sand rebels surrendered to the victorious ■Federal army at Vicksburg, and among that vast multitude was to be found Lieu- tenant Tinkham's rebel friend — all honor to him ! — eagerly searching for the Four- teenth "Wisconsin regiment. This he at last discovered, and, safely delivering the watch and money to one of its members disappeared among the throng. The ar- ticles were duly received by the Lieuten- ant's friends. What it is to have an hon- est foe Estimate of Confederate Promises-to-Pay, Down South. Lieutenant McFadden, of the Seventy- ninth Indiana, was taken prisoner at Chick- amauga, and, at Richmond, confined in Libby prison. He survived starvation rations, and after his release gave an ac- count of his amusing experiences, finan- cially, relative to the rebellion. When cap- tured he had two hmidred and sixty dol- lars in greenbacks, concealed, -.vhich he hoped to be able to keep. But the rebels cither heard of it or suspected it, and made him give it up. They assured him that if he gave it up readily it sliould be restored to him on his release, but if he refused, and compelled a search, he would lose it entirely, and find that things would not go well with him besides. He gave it up. On his release, he found in the prison office the sum of one thousand eight hun- dred and twenty dollars, in Confederate money, ready for him, as the return of his own which had been promised him. He " couldn't see it." He said to the Quartermaster that he would rather have his own money. He was replied to that Federal money was not currency in that region, and he could not be allowed to take it. "Why," rertorted Lieutenant McFadden, " I read in the Whig of this city only this morning, that the Yankee currency was worthless, — that the treas- ury was bankrupt ; and, if it is, why may I not as well have my own money, espe- cially as I had rather have it ? " The offi- cer rei)lied that he wanted " no words about it." " But," persisted McFadden, " if my money is no currency here, it can't do you any good, and if yours is worth anything it will do you some good, and I am willing to take my little pile instead of your big one ; why not make the ex- change ?'" This plain Saxon " poser " was met with the assurance that if he gave any further " lip " he should at once go to a cell and stay thei*e. So he took the " money." The Quartermaster instructed the clerk to count it. Lieutenant McF. interrupted this rather unnecessary operation Avith the remark, " I am in a great hurry. Sir, and you need not wait to count it — a few hun- dred dollars more or less will make no difference." This came near sending him back to prison whether or no, but he managed to avoid the peril and get out to find that a hackman refused to carry him to the boat, about a quarter of a mile from the prison, for one hundred dollars of his rebel money. This fact, as well as the more significant one that the Govern- ment officials themselves gave sei^en dol- lars of their money for one of the Federal greenbacks, as the legal — or at least the officially recognized — difference, shows that if the Confederacy had not itself 482 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, " gone under," its cuiTency was certainly about at that point. The Newsboy and his OflB.cer Customer. At a time when the war news was rather scarce, and the Washington news- boys were slightly ' stuck ' on their mer- chandise, one of them planted himself by the Metropolitan Hotel entrance and shout- ed, " Extra Star — Great battle in Ala- bama ! " so lustily that he speedily found a shoulder-strapped customer, who ran his eye eagerly over the columns for that 'battle in Alabama.' He didn't find it, and called out, " You Uttle rascal, I can't see any battle!" "No," answered the boy, as he widened the gap between him- self and the officer, " I reckon you don't, and yovi never will see one if you loaf round this 'ere hotel all the time ! " Prompt Settlem^ent of a Claim. —Old Lady — " Is this where Captain Bragg lives ? " Colonel Brent — " Yes, madam. Can I do anything for you ? " General Bragg (sitting near) — " Colon- el Brent, see that the lady's claim is set- tled immediately ! " His Discharge Confirmed by Heaven. A soUd shot is the most deceptive of projectiles. It may seem to move lazily — to be almost dead, — but, so long as it moves at all, it should be allowed a wide berth. Just before one of the battles in the Southwest, an artilleryman received his discharge for disability, but delajdng, for some reason, his NorthAvard journey, he was yet with his battery on the eve of an engagement, — and, true to his instincts, took his old place beside the horse, and was just preparing to mount, when a solid shot came ricocheting across the field, bounded up, and struck him in the lower part of the body. Crying out, " I've got the first ticket, boys ! " the poor fellow sank down, and only added, with that strange dread of a little hurt a terriljly wounded man always seems to feel, " lay me down by a tree where they won't run over me." They complied with his re- quest, hastened into position, and saw him no more. The wounded man's discharge was confirmed by Heaven. Now, that fatal ball, when, having finished its work there, it leaped lazily on, pushed out the skirt of the artillerist's coat as a hand would move a curtain, without rending it I Old Lady—" Well, you see. Mister, I lives over Avhere the fitin' was, and when Captain Bragg's company skered the Yankees, they ran rite peerst my house — rite peerst — when up comes Captain For- rest with his crittur company [cavalry] and makes a line of fight rite through my yard, and oversets my ash hopper, and treads " style of Clearing- off a Table by General Butler. Every lady reader knows — or should know — how to " clear off a table ; " in either case, General Butler's style of do- ing the thing will be found more interest- ing than instructive. A newspaper report- er had need one day to call upon General Butler, and gave him occasion for about a mmute to use writing materials and a table. General Butler ushered the re- porter into his sitting-room meanwhile. In the centre of the sitting-room was a table piled with newspapers, pamphlets and books. The General for an instant RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC, 483 ran his eye over its area in search of suffi- cient room to lay a sheet of note paper. There was none. What did Butler do but tilt over the table, spill its contents upon the floor, and then placidly sit down and do his writing. While he did this, an African nimbly removed the conglomerated heap of literature. This spontaneous clearing of the table by the General was suggestive of the manner in which Colum- bus made the egg stand upon its end, and the incident afforded a clue to the Gener- al's whole character. While others are thinking about doing a thing, he does it. The man who buys him for a fool gets a shockino; bad bargain. Smugrgrling- "the critter" into Camp. The smuggling of liquors into the Union camps of the Potomac army was carried on very ingeniously and to a very great extent. It was ascertained — and this was but one of the many cute devices resorted to — that parties engaged in bringing liquid offal from the camps in the vicinity of Al- exandria, conveyed enormous quantities of liquor across the Potomac, by construct- ing their tubs with false bottoms — one for the liquor and one for the offal. This lit- tle trick was at last exposed by a man en- gaged in the legitimate part of the busi- ness, the offal, — who feared that if the officials should discover the guilty, that all would be adjudged so, and that, in that way, he would be deprived of the lucrative profits which he was then realizing. An- other mode of getting liquor to the soldiers on the opposite side of the Potomac was more difficult of prevention. Large num- bers of jugs, filled with villainous whisky, were carried across the river in true subma- rine style. Parties had a small wire, coiled on a tackle, by which means they drew bottles and jugs of the " critter " across, realizing enormous profits in their sale. position in the custom-house of that city — was one of the largest contractors in Massachusetts for furnishmg supplies to the army. Her contracts for clothing are said to have amomited during a single year to half a million dollars, and the total amount of all her contracts since the com- mencement of the war to its third year was estimated as high as two millions of dollars. On one of her contracts she lost some money, but on the others realized handsome profits. The business of this lady having led her to visit Beaufort, she there saw neg- lected opportunities for speculation, which she improved to even more advantage than her government contracts. She established two wholesale and retail stores at or near Beaufort and Morehead City, then came back to Boston, and contracted for the materials and machinery of a steam saw mill, the erection of which was carried on under her direction or superintendence, and the miU was soon ready to saw the logs which two hundred contrabands had been cutting for her in the pine forests of North Carolina. This lady possessed the advantage of being well educated, moving in the best circles of society, and joining with her ad- mirable self-reliance, a sound judgment. She will probably finally retire with an ample fortune. Female Grovemment Contractor. A married lady residing in the neighbor- hooc? of Boston — her husband holding a Beef Steak and Hot Holls Every Momine. Colonel Leve, of the Eleventh Ken- tucky Cavalry, relates the following con- versation which took place between one of the Union and a rebel picket, in Tennes- see, showing on which side the 'grub' pre- ponderated. " Hallo there, Yank, have you got a chew o' tobacco ? " " Yeas — lay down your shootin' iron and I will mine, and will meet you half way." The next moment they were together, in earnest conversation, sitting on th6 ground as socially as any two friends. 484 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, 'Reh. — Got anything to eat over there in Knoxville ? Yank. — Anything to eat ! Yes ; more'n we know what to do with. Plenty — full rations for thirty days. Reb. — Do they have sugar and coffee over there ? Yank. — Yes ; we've plenty ; but Gen- eral Burnside, not knowing Avhat may happen, is issumg only half rations now. Why, see here (putting his hand into his pocket and hauling out a handful of parched coffee,) you see we carry it with us. The rebel's eyes stuck out with aston- ishment. Reb. — Have you got any cavalry over there ? Yank. — Now, friend, that is hardly a fair question, but I'll ansWer it the best I know how. I was at Corinth, Murfrees- boro', and Perrysville, but I did not see as many cavalry as we have in Knoxville. Reb. — Why, you astonish me. We thought you were all on quarter rations, and would be starved into surrender in a day or two. Yank. — Not a bit of it ; we can stay there as long as you did at Vicksburg, and have good beef-steak and hot rolls every morning for breakfast! The rebel " gave it up." "Divide is the Word, or You are a Dead Johnny." Amidst all the horrors of the war, many instances occurred, amusing in themselves, and which sometimes, under the most try- ing circumstances, were provocation of mirth, forming subjects for camp-stories months after. Our soldiers would some- times chase hares and pick blackberries when a shower of the leaden messengers of death were falling thick and fast around them. But the following, which took place at Mme Run, surpasses anything of its kind : On one of those biting cold mornings, while the armies of Meade and Lee were staring firebolts at each other across the little rivulet known as Mine Run, whea moments appeared to be hours and hours days, so near at hand seemed the deadly strife, a solitary sheep leisurely walked along the rmi on the rebel side. A rebel vidette fired and killed the sheep, and^ dropping his gun, advanced to remove the prize. In an instant he was covered by a gun in the hands of a Union vidette, who said — " Divide is the word, or you are a dead Johnny." This proposition was assented to, and there, between the two skirmish lines, Mr. Rebel skinned the sheep, took one half and moved back with it to his post, when his challenger, in turn, dropping his gun, crossed the run, got the other half of the sheep, and again resumed the duties of his post amidst the cheers of his comrades, who expected to help him eat it. Of the multitudes of hostile men arrayed against each other on either bank of that run, not one dared to violate the truce thus intuitively agreed upon by these two soldiers. A Cluster of Little Courtesies. At the time of making the raid on New- bern, on the first of February, Genera) Pickett captured Lieutenant Kirby, of Angell's battery, with two j)ieces of artil- lery. Kirby being a great favorite, his friends made up a purse and clothing, and forwarded to Lieutenant K. by Avay of an exchanged prisoner, who did not deliver the money and goods, but deserted and made his way back into our lines, minus the articles. General Pickett, hearing of this transaction, felt very much mortified, and indemnified Kirby out of his own purse. General Butler, hearing of this courteous act, Avould not allow himself to be outdone, and forwarded to General Pickett the amount he had furnished Lieutenant Kirby. Such acts show that the rebellion did not entirely crush out courteous feeUngs or humane prompt- inss. RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC. 485 Field-Carriages and Millinery Dispensed With. While on his way to the front of the Army of the Potomac, preparing for an advance, General Grant met an officer who had been his fellow cadet at West Point. Grant was on horseback, unat- tended except by his faithful orderly, care- fully pursuing his inspections of his posi- tion through a heavy storm of rain. The officer was riding in a handsome four- wheeled covered carriage, on easy elliptic springs and softly cushioned seats, with an elegant stud of horses and a guard of out- Field-carriages dispensed with. riders. The meeting imder such circum- stances was a mutual surprise. The re- cognition and salutes passed, the Lieuten- ant- General with that quiet humor which sometimes cropped out in his character, politely asked, " May I have the pleasure of your company, Sir ? " Now the officer was clad in his best on this occasion. His uniform was a pink of perfection in its fit. His straps were of the broadest and most elegant pattern. His plumes were of the largest and glossiest. His gloves were as clean as yellow buckskin could possibly be. His patent-leather army boots were unsoiled by a single drop of rain or mote of mud. " Certainly, General," he replied, with great blandness and cordiality, "I will turn about and drive along with you. Or, will you not get in with me, Gener- al ? " " No, I'm obliged to you," replied Grant, " I am in great haste to get to the front, and have not a moment to lose. Besides, I wish to speak with you in pri- vate. Do me the favor to walk along this way." The officer left his comfortable seat, plunged out in the mud and rain, and trudged on by the side of the General, he all the while asking him important ques- tions respecting his department until he was wet to the skin. As he turned to go back to his carriage, the General quietly reminded him of the influence of his ex- ample on the troops, and politely intimated that there would be no more field-carriages supplied to officers from that day. As the news of this reached the ears of the brave boys in the ranks they cheered it lustily. Johnnie and Yank at a Trade. A member of the Second New York Artillery, writing to a friend in New York, enclosed a ten dollar Confederate bill, — a bill printed on inferior paper, but very good in its mechanical execution. The letter gave the following account of the manner in which the bill came into the writer's possession : — I send you a ten-dollar Confederate bill ; I will not ask you to give me credit for it, any more than the credit of fighting for it. I was out on picket the other night, and my pit wf. ■' quite close to the rebel line •, so much so that I had a talk with a ' John- nie,' directly opposite. Towards morning we agreed not to fire at each other, and we got on more friendly terais. ' He asked me what I would give him for a plug of tobacco ? I offered him an old jack-knife, which he agreed to take. He told me to bring it over. I could not " see it," so I told him to come and get it. At length we agreed to meet each other half way. We did so, and made the ex- change ; but mark his treachery ! I had scarcely turned my back to return when he collared me and tried to di-ag me into 486 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, the rebel lines. We had quite a scuffle ; at last I got the viUain by the throat with my left hand ; I then threw my right leg behind him, and backed him over it. Down came the Confederacy ! As he struck the ground his pocket-book fell from his pock- et ; also the knife I had given him. These 1 picked up in quick time, and ran to my pit. Wlien ' Johnnie Reb ' got up he looked daggers. He would liked to have made a rush upon me, but I don't think he liked the looks of my rifle pointing towards him. I found nothing in the pocket-book but twelve dollars, two of which I sent to my mother, and ten I reserved for you. One Man's Service to his Country. At the time of the Dupont attack upon Charleston, South Carolina, a telegraph opei'ator was placed in charge of an elec- tric battery that was arranged by the rebels so as to explode a torpedo contain- ing several thousand pomids of powder, with instructions to blow up the Federal Ironsides should she near the spot. During the engagement the noble ship, in her ma- noeuvring, seemed directly over the infer- nal machine, and the officers in charge or- dered the instant explosion of the torpedo. The operator — who was a loyalist at heart — could not by any means get the machine to work. Soon an order for the fire of every battery to concentrate upon the Keokuk was issued to be telegraphed ; again the operator could not, 'for the life of him,' make the instruments work! These incidents occasioned so much dis- trust in the minds of the rebel leaders that the operator was soon after taken into custody and imprisoned. Being released a short time subsequently and sent to Richmond to resume his occupation, he was after a while sent to Winchester, Vir- ginia, to procure some instruments. The visit to Winchester afforded him the long- looked-for opportunity to escape to the Union lines, where he was well contented to remain. He may be said to have done as much for the Federal cause as any sin- gle person in the country. Real and Artificial "Cock-taUs." The Alexandria detectives managed to bring to light a curious method of smug- gling liquor into that city for the soldiers' use. For a considerable time a certain chicken coop had been observed to have made frequent journeys between Alexan- dria and Washmgton, on the ferry boats, going up empty and returning well filled with fine fat shanghais. The poultry traffic had always been considered an honorable one, and no explanation could easily be given as to what first drew suspicion to- ward the integrity of the dealer in ques- tion; but certain it is, that one of those curious chaps employed in the detective department took the liberty of inspecting said "coop," for the purpose of ascertain- ing the features of the latest improve- ments in that species of rural structure, and his labors were rewarded with the dis- covery that its bottom was composed of tin, in the shape of a flat shallow box ; and a closer inspection revealed the important item of thirty gallons of old rye, contained in the aforesaid box. The ' game ' was up ; the chickens — alias whisky dealer — was completely over-sloughed. The dodge was certauily an ingenious one, and would probably not have been discovered in this case but for the fact of its having been suggested that in a place where cock-tails were so numerous there must be something else at the bottom of it. Hence the dis- covery of the " critter." Three German Flank-Movements. One of Sigel's soldiers gives the follow- ing accomit of a foraging adventure he had in Virginia : " Veil, you zee, I goes down to dat old fellow's blace dat has a beech-orchard, vere ve vas stadhioned, to stheal some beeches, and ven I gets to de vront gate, vat you dinks I zee ? I zees dere a pig pull-dog, and he looks mighty savage. So I dinks RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC, 487 I frighdens him, and I zays, ' Look here, ]Mr. Pull-dog, stand back, I fights on dis line all zummer.' But de pull-dog, he don't care for dat, so I vlanks him ! " " How did you do that ? " " Vy, I goes vay arount again, so de pull-dog couldn't zee me, and ven I gets to de back gate, vat you dinks I zee ? Vy, dere I zee dat same old pull-dog ! So I vlanks him again." " How did you do that ? " " Vy, I goes vay arount again, so as he couldn't zee me, to anoder little beech-or- chard, and ven I gets dere, vat you dinks I zee ? Vy, dere I see dat same old pull- dog ! So I vlanks him again." " How did you do that ? " " Vy, I zays to dat old pull-dog, ' Look here, Meester Pull-dog, I vlanks you dree dimes, and every dunes I find you de same old pull-dog. Tarn your old beeches ! — who cares for your old beeches. My dime is out next months and de country may go to de debil for beeches,' — so I goes to my dent." Bold Female Smug-gler and Highwayman. As four or five citizens of Tennessee were on their way into the interior from Fort Pillow, they were overtaken by a gay and festive woman upon a small sony looking mule. She rode boldly up to the men, presented a persuader in the shape of a " Colt," and made known her inten- tion of ridmg her mule no longer, but of confiscating one of their best chargers to supply its place. The demurrer was Claude Duvalish and Dick Turpinish in the extreme, but she failed to make her victims fear and tremble. Her violence was not force enough for men who had faced all the dangers of siege and battle, and they rode off, leaving my lady-robber alone t« her destruction. One of the par- ty, striking into another path, returned to Fort Pillow, and there reported the sin- gular adventure with the woman. Captain Posten, of the Thirteenth Ten- nessee cavalry, with a squad of men, was despatched in pursuit of the bold rider of the little mule. After riding some five miles she was overtaken neai- the house of a Mr. Green, and blandly invited to visit the fort — invited in such an iusmuating style that she could not find it in her soul to refuse — that is, the pointed arguments used by Captain Posten w^ere more than human logic could fancy or gainsay. The bold femmine said tliat no two men could have conquered her, but the numbers over- powered her and she must succumb. She then gave up her arms, and was delicately treated by the officer in charge. Upon being conducted to the fort and properly examined, upon her person were found orders from the rebel Colonel Hicks for a list of contraband supplies, consisting of gunpowder, short cavalry boots, and other articles. On being questioned, she acknowledged she w^as employed by the rebels in obtainuig goods for their comfort and use, and smuggling them through the lines. Her salary was one hundred dollars per month, the rebels supplying the money to pay for her purchases. She usually transacted this business in St. Louis. On the last occasion she had landed from a steamboat at Randolph, and when taken was on her way to the house of a rebel sympathizer. This female smuggler gave her name as Mary Simpson. At Randolph she called herself Mary Timms, and proved to be a woman weU known in the neighboring country, where she had passed under sev- eral aliases a year before. She was strong- ly suspected of being a spy for the rebels and caiTying mtelhgence from Jackson, Teimessee, to the Hatchie. Within a few months, it was found she had proposed to the rebel Colonel Stewart to purchase am- munition for his command. Mary's age was set down as not far from thirty years, — black hair, a brunette com- plexion, and a deep, dark, penetrating eye. Her intellect quick, and she was not easily disconcerted ; and, as her proposed but un- successful horse-trade with so many of the 488 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION more masculine sex showed, fearless and dauntless as an ancient highwayman. She belonged to the married persuasion, her husband being a loyal soldier doing duty for his country at the fort. When she de- sired to see him after her arrest, he re- fused, saying she had brought disgrace upon him and their family by aiding the enemies of their country. He only de- sired that their true names might not be given to the public. The woman refused to tell where the goods were concealed, orders for Avhich she had. Qiuestion in Infantry Practice. A few miles beyond Portsmouth there dwelt a sound Union woman, well known for her general kindness to the often pass- ing Federal troops. Her love for them and the Union, indeed, seemed only equalled by her hate of negroes and rebels. As it happened, some colored troops passed her way, on their route to service. Seeing them, she came out, and with a tongue which moved very easily on because you can't shoot. There you are with your foot on the tail of that rooster, after shooting at him three times and never hit him yet. Get out of here and let that rooster be ! " Exit soldier laugh- ing. That special darkey was never after- ward seen cleaning or handhng a gun without being asked by his fellows how many shots it took to kill a rooster " »vhen your foot be on him tail ? " Question in Infantry Practice. its hinges, she spoke as follows : " The soldiers have been over and over this farm, cavalry and infantiy, these two years, and I never lost a chicken yet, but as soon as you darkies come I lose them all. I al- ways said you would never make soldiers Perils of Correspondents. Bullets and shells are no respecters of persons, and have been known to attack the "gentlemen of the fourth estate." A correspondent who was with Sherman's army, was writing in a tent, when a Minie bullet came whistling through the canvas, passing by several of General Wood's staff, who were sitting inside. It com- pletely disturbed their reflective powers for the time being. Another struck him in the breast, passing through both coat and vest, but he fortunately had his portfolio full of paper inside, through which it also passed, but did him no serious injury. Mr. Bearrie, of the Cincinnati Times, had his portfolio shot through in his hand ; and Mr. Fury, (though a mild and unoffending man,) of the Cincinnati Gazette, was at supper, when an unceremonious shell came and took away his candle, leaving him a dark subject mdeed. To these enterpris- ing correspondents, and their professional colleagues from other cities, like A. D. Richardson, Junius H. Browne, Bickham, Knox, Taylor, Crounse, Colburn, Davis, Carleton, Dunn Browne, and others, the reading public is indebted for the most faithful portraiture of life-scenes in the camp, the march, and on the battlefield, and their works have been eagerly sought for as among the richest and most exhilar- ating contributions to our war history. John Morgan and Mr. Clay's Horses. An incident is related concerning John Morgan, in Kentucky, and which, whether it be true or untrue, may be taken as quite RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC. 489 characteristic of that remarkable guerrilla chieftain. After Morgan had stolen the celebrated race horse " Skedaddle," Mr. Clay started in pursuit with two fine ani- mals, Avorth over five hundred dollars each, and overtook the freebooter, offering him both of these fine horses, together with six hundred dollars in cash, if he Gen. John J^organ. would give up the racer to Mr. Clay, who prized it for its particular uses very highly. " These will answer your pui'pose just as well," said Mr. Clay, pointing to the handsome pair he had brought with him. John looked at the horses carefully, and said : " Well, Mr. Clay, they will answer my purpose as well as Skedaddle ; and as I am disposed to accommodate you " Here Mr. Clay's countenance brightened. " As I am disposed to accommodate you, I will partly comply with your re- quest ; — " Mr. Clay was puzzled. " I will partly comply with your re- quest ; I'll take these two horses, but I can't give you the other." Mr. Clay was completely taken aback : — but he was not allowed to get away even that easy. The soldiers took the six hun- dred dollai's away from him, and he was compelled to leave for home on foot with his pockets empty. Intervie-wr of a Canadian Editor ■with the President. The editor of the Free Press, publish- ed in Loudon, Canada, visited Washmg- ton while the war was at its height, and thus describes an interview which he had with the man who was sustaining so vast a weight upon his shoulders at that period — President Lincoln : The President's private room is just over the reception room, and is entered from a sort of squai'e hall, about which there are many waiting rooms for persons seeking audiences with the President. Upon entering this room, I saw persons walking to and fro in waiting. I at once placed in the hands of a messenger my card and letters (previously procured from friends in New York and Cincinnati), to deliver to the President, and, with scarce- ly a moment's delay, I was ushered into his presence, when he arose and stepped forward in a stooping position, extended his hand and shook mine kindly, but rath- er loosely, as if he was afraid of hurting it, remarking, at the same time, " I am glad to see you. Sir ; be seated." " I am a stranger in the capital," I re- plied, " and have sought an interview with you, Mr. President, and have been much pleased with the easy means of access." " Yes," said the President, " this ready means of access is, I may say, under our form of government, the only link or cord which connects the people with the govern- ing power ; and, however unprofitable much of it is, it must be kept up ; as, for instance, a mother in a distant part, who has a son in the array who is regularly enlisted, has not served out his time, but has been away as long as she thinks he ought to stay, will collect together all the little means she can to bring her here to entreat me to grant him his discharge. Of course I cannot interfere, and can only see her and speak kindly to her. How far is your place from Detroit, Sir ? " " About one hundred miles east fi'om Detroit ; we have no water communica- 490 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. tions, but have a very nice inland city. I intend remaining in Washington for a few days ; all seems stir and commotion here." " Yes, there never was anything in his- tory to equal tliis." " Your position must indeed be respon- sible and trying, President." " Yes, to think of it, it is very strange that I, a boy brought up in the woods, and seeing, as it were, but little of the world, should be drifted to the very apex of this great event." " I read your proclamation of this morn- ing, calling for more men ; it will, no doubt, be filled up." " Yes, Sir, it will be filled up." " I thank you, Mr. President, for your kindness and courtesy," — I said, as I rose. The President shook hands again, and said — " I am most happy to have made your acquaintance." Ricli by Shoddy Contracts. Crossing the ferry between the cities of New York and Brooklyn, might have been seen, one day, a splendid equipage — pranc- ing steeds, liveried coachman and footman, and an elegant coupe. Within was a lady dressed with uncomfortable richness. She was ' fat,' not veiy ' fair,' and something more than ' forty.' With her was an un- licked cub of eight or ten years, whose fine clothes seemed to be as uncomfortable for him as were the gloves, tight to bursting, upon his mother's hands. Through an open wmdow of the carriage he espied an apple woman with her basket of fruit. " Mam," cried the youthful aristocrat, " I warnt n'arple ! " " Hush up ! You ain't gom' to have none ! " replied the furbe- loAved mamma. " But wont I though, by gorry ! " said the boy ; at the same time throwing himself half-way out of the wm- dow, and seizing the apple, which he forth- with commenced upon. The gentle lady fell back with an air of resignation, ex- clauning, " Well, you darned critter, now you've got it, mind you only chaw it, and spit out the skin ! " The coachman and footman looked mortified, and winked sly- ly at the bystanders, as much as to say, " Rich by shoddy contracts !" " Aint no Business wid a Gun." A good story is told of a colored man employed by Captain Janney, General Sherman's stafi'-engineer in the Army of the ]VIississippi : Among the company which was working under Captain J., at Memphis, there was one very active, sharp, industrious, and faithful fellow, who had left his plantation, about twenty miles off. Soon after his good quahties had attracted Janney's attention, his owner, a rank rebel, came, as they often did with complete as- Aint no business wid a gun. surance, to ask that he should be given up to him. Janney assured him that the country needed liis services, and it could not be thought of at such a time. Some weeks after this, the same negro came one morning to Janney's tent, and said : " There's a right good fowling-piece, Captain, and I want to gib it to you." " Where did you get it ? " " Got 'im ob my ole massa, Sah." " How is that ? What did he give you his fowling-piece for ? " RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC. 491 « Didn't gib 'im me, Sah ; I took 'im." " Wlien ? " " Lass night." " Has your master been here again ? " " No, Sah. I been down dab, to de ole place, myself, lass night, and I see'd de gun dah, and I tort he was a rebel, and he ort'nt to be let hab a gun, and I ort to take 'im away : tort dat was right. Captain, wasn't it ? He ain't no business wid a gun, has he ? Only to shoot our team- sters wid it." " What sent you out there ? " " Well, I went dah, Sah, for to get my wife an' chile dat war dah. I tried to get 'em nodder way, but I was cheated, and had to go myself" " What other way did you try ? " " I'll tell you Sah. I want my wife and chile ; dey was down dah on de ole plan- tation. Lass Sunday when we'd got our pay, I seen a white man dat libs ober dah, and he tell me if I gib him my money he get my wife for me. I had thirty dollars, Sah, and I gib it to him, but — my wife didn't come. So I went myself My wife house-servant, Sah, and I creep up to de house, and look into de windah ; de windah was open, and I here de ole man and de ole woman dah snorin in de corner, and I put my head in and dah I see de gun standin' by the fi'-place, I jumped right in and coch'd up de gun and turn roun' and hold 'im so. Says I, ' Massa, I want my wife.' ' You can take her,' says he, and he didn't say anodder word nor move a bit, nor Missus either. My wife she heerd me, and she come down wid de chile, and we just walked out ob !^e door ; but I tort I'd take de gun. He ain't no Union man, and he ortn't to had a gun. Captain. You'll take it, Sah, won't you ? " " Yes, I'll turn it in for you." Brandy at Fort Sumter. During the cannonading of Fort Sum- ter under Beauregard, an incident occur- red of a peculiarly Southern character. Roger A. Pryor, of Virginia, ex-member of Congress, was one of the second depu- tation of secessionists that waited upon Major Anderson, commander of the fort. He was the very embodiment of Southern 'chivalry.' Literally dressed to kill, bristling with bowie-knives and revolvers, like a walking arsenal, he appeared to. General P. G. T. Beauregard. think himself individually capable of cap- turing the fort, without any extraneous assistance. Inside the fort he seemed to think himself master of everthing — ' monarch of all he surveyed ' — and, in keeping with this pretension, seeing upon the table what appeared to be a glass of brandy, drank it without ceremony. Sur- geon Crawford, who had witnessed the feat, approached him and said : " Sir, what you have drank is poison — it was the io- dide of potassium — you are a dead man." The representative of chivalry instantly collapsed, bowie-knives, revolvers and all, and passed into the hands of Surgeon Crawford, who, by purgings, pumpings, and pukings, defeated his own prophecy in regard to Pryor's fate, and thus saved to Beauregard one of his most petted and redoubtable confreres. Both Beauregard and Pryor went up like rockets of fire, in the war of rebellion, and came down like black sticks. 492 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. " Doug-hnation" from the Maine liadies. The ladies of Augusta, Maine, set in operation and carried out a novel idea, namely, the distribution of over fifty bushels of dougluiuts to the Third volun- teer regiment of that State. A procession of ladies, headed by music, passed between double lines of troops, who presented arms, and were afterwards drawn up in hollow square to receive from tender and gracious hands the welcome doughnation. Never before was seen such an aggre- gate of doughnuts since the world began. The circvunambient air was redolent of doughnuts. Every breeze sighed — dough- nuts ; everybody talked of — doughnuts. The display of doughnuts beggared de- scription. There- was the molasses dough- nut and the sugar doughnut — the long doughnut and the short doughnut — the round doughnut and the square doughnut — the rectangular doughfuit and the tri- angular doughnut — the single-twisted doughnut and the double-twisted doughnut — the ' light riz ' and the hard-kneaded doughnut — the straight solid doughnut, .and the circular doughnut, with a hole in the centre. There were, in a word, dough- nuts of all imaginary kinds, qualities and dimensions. It was emphatically a feast of doughnuts, if not a flow of soul. Contraband News— an Editor before the Cabinet. The editor of the Chautauque, N. Y., Democrat spent some time in Washington, and Avrote home letters for publication. •One of these Avas asserted to contain " con- ti'aband news," and the editor — if ! his state- ment may be believed — was summoned before the Cabinet to answer for the hein- ous offense. Here is his account of the affair : So many weeks had slipped away since my friends in Jamestown commenced sending the Democrat regularly to the members of the Cabinet and Gen. Mc- -Clellan, that the visions of a file of sold- iers had departed from my imagination, when one morning the subscriber received a gilt-edged jocky-club scented note, re- questing his cUstinguished presence at the White House at a certain hour. I had no doubt that the note was from Mrs. Lin- coln, who I supposed wished *to apologize for the blunder that she made in my not receiving her invitation to the White House ball. So giving my boots an extra blacking, and my moustache an extra twist, I wend- ed my way to the President's domicile. After disposing of hat, cane, etc., I was conducted into the room used for Cabinet meetings, and soon found myself in the presence of the President, Messrs. Se- ward, Stanton, and ^Velles. ]\Ir. Seward, whom I had met at a dinner-party at Gen. Risley's, in Fredonia, during the cam- paign of 1860, recognized me, and at once alluded to the excellence of Gen. Risley's brandy, and proposed to Abe that he should send over to his cellar at the State Department, and get a nice article he had there. I noticed three copies of the Chautauque Democrat spread out on the table, bearing certain initials, which for the sake of avoiding personalities I will not mention. I also noticed ominous black lines drawn around certain passages which I recognized as being part of my letter of several weeks ago. They looked like INIr. Benton's expunged resolutions on the Sen- ate Journal. Mr. Welles was so deeply engaged in reading a fourth copy, that he did not look up as I went in. It seems that the " mail- ing clerks," at Jamestown, had neglected to furnish the Navy Department with a copy, and the Secretary was deeply ab- sorbed in its perusal. Mr. Stanton Avas busy w'riting his recent order, thanking God and Gen. Halleck for the victory and slaughter at Pittsburg Landing, and paid no attention to my entrance. Mr. Lincoln said : ' A Cabinet meeting has been called at the request of General McClellan, to consider your offence in wa-it- RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC, 493 ing the letter conspicuously marked in the Democrat before us, and which had been kindly furnished several of their number by certain patriotic and high-toned gentle- men in Jamestown, N. Y. But they would have to delay a few minutes, to await the arrival of the Commodore from Yorktown, with despatches from General McClellan, who had telegraphed that the business must not go on till his despatches arrived.' During the interval, me, and Abe, and Seward, sauntered through the rooms, looking at the various objects of interest. On entering the library, we found that the messenger had returned from Seward's cellar, with some of the Secretary's best Auburn brand. The cork was drawn, and we sampled the fluid. We next visit- ed the ladies' parlor, and were presented to " Mary," who came forward and shook me cordially by the hand, and desired to know " how I flourished .'' " Said " she never should forgive me for not attending iier ball." She was greatly shocked to hear that there had been a failure to con- nect, about getting the card of invitation. We were soon summoned to the council ; the Commodore had arrived, bringing seventeen of Gen. McClellan's staff, who had been delegated by him to transmit to the President his copy of the Democrat, which he had received at Fortress Mon- roe. On opening it, the same ominous ink-marks were drawn around the passa- ges intended to be brought to the especial notice of the General. The staff officers then withdrew, and the President proposed to proceed to business. At this juncture Mr. Welles looked up from the paper he had been so busily perusing, and inquired of the President — ' If he had ever heard anything about the fight the Democrat spoke of, between the Monitor and the Merrimac, and the danger there was of the latter getting out and coming up the Potomac and bombarding Washington ? ' Mr. Lincoln said, ' It was a fact.' The Secretary seemed greatly sia-prised, and said, ' he must write to his brother-in-law in New York, to send around a vessel to Hampton Iloads, to watcli the Merrimac, and also to send him the Weekly Post, so that he could get the news.' He chose the Post, because he had been in the habit, aforetime, of contributing essays for its columns. He also remarked that there was ' much valuable and deeply interest- mg news in the Democrat,' which was then some four weeks old. ]VIr. Stanton here proposed that the contraband article should be read, as he had been so busy of late, he had not read the copy sent him by his patriotic correspond- ents at Jamestown. So Mr. Seward read the article through carefully. When it was completed, Mr. Stanton brought his fist down on the table with the energy and vigor for which he is celebrated, and, says he, ' Them's my sentiments, by .' The Secretary, contrary to the opinion of many who know him only by his short, pungent, pious, pithy, patriotic and pecu- liar proclamations, profanes pretty pro- fusely when excited. During the reading, he had been fumbling his vest pocket. Says he, ' What's the price of that paper per annum ? ' I informed him that it was furnished to advance paying subscribers at $1. He handed me a gold dollar, and says he, ' Send it along.' Mr. Welles, who was just then absorbed in readmg the account of the ' embarkation ' of the army from Alexandria, looked up and said ' He had thought of subscribing himself, but as Mr. Stanton had done so, he would have George send him the Post, and they could exchange.' The President now called for an opinion from the other members of the Cabinet, Mr. Stanton having voted, as I have before remarked. Mr. Seward, who was in a happy frame of mind, said that, ' Perhaps it was impolitic to have written just such an article, as he was always opposed to the expression of any decided opinions, but he thought the editor of the Democrat 49-1 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, knew good liquor when he smelt it, and in view of the fact that he hailed from Old Chautauque, whose inhabitants he remem- bered with pride, having once been a resi- dent there, he voted that the article was not contraband, but that the Avriter must not do so again.' Mr. Welles said, ' He did not know enough about the subject under considera- tion to give an opinion. He had been much mterested in the perusal of the arti- cle, and had found some useful hints in it in regard to the danger to be apprehended from the Merrimac, which he thought he should act upon by next year — on the whole, he thought the good balanced the evil, and he was for calling it square.' It was the President's turn, now, to de- cide the matter. He always gets the opinion of his ' constitutional advisers ' all round, and then does as he has a mind to. Abe turned to me with a merry twinkle in his eye, and his lovely and expressive countenance seemed moi*6 serapliic than ■ever, and says he to me, says he, ' Your letter on reminds me of a story that I heard in the days of John Tyler's Administration. There was an editor in Rhode Island, noted for his love of fun — it came to him irresistibly — and he couldn't help saying just what came into his mind. He was appointed postmaster by Tyler. Sometime after Tyler vetoed the Bank Bill and came into disrepute with the Whigs, a conmidrum went the rounds of the papers. It was as follows : ' Why is John Tyler like an ass?' This editor copied the conundrum, and could not resist the temptation to answer it, which he did as follows : ' Because he is an ass.' This piece of fun cost him his head, but it was afact^ ' On the whole,' said Abe, ' here's a dol- lar ; send me your valuable paper for a year, and be careful in future how you disclose Government secrets that have been published in the Norfolk Day Book only two weeks.' Prayer-Books and Scalpingr-Knives. The following letter, picked up by an officer of Genei-al Cox's staff, on the ground from which Governor Wise's troops fled, shows the affecting tone of true piety that sometimes accompanies transactions of a very nefarious character: " Way up on the Hill, Below Charleston four miles. " Mat. : — I want you to put every thing in the sergeant's room — every thing that belongs to us. And if there is any en- gagement, break my little trunk open, and take out my Bible and prayer-book, and those Boone County bonds, and save them for me. I have not read my Bible for sixteen years, but I want them saved. Cook all the provender up there, and put all our cooking utensils together in the sergeant's room. The news is that the enemy is coming up on both sides of the river in a strong force. I am the second company to have a shot. The orders are to scalp all we get near to. J. W. M. Sherry, Captain of Boone Rangers." Overtaken at Last. A remarkable instance of retribution was disclosed to the members of the Sev- enty-ninth Highlanders, on their arrival at Port Royal, in the case of an earnest and most unprincipled traitor. In the early part of the summer of 1861, a man employed in the Washington navy yard was discovered in the practice of filling shells with sand instead of the proper material. This man had received a medical education, and on his escape within the Confederate lines resumed his regular profession as a physician. Singu- lar to relate, when the Seventy-ninth landed at Port Royal, the first object which greeted them on entering the hospital was this man seated at a table, with a splendid case of surgical instruments before him, his left arm resting naturally upon the table and the position of his body indica- RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC, 495 ting perfect ease, — but upon a closer ex- amination it was discovered that the entire upper portion of his head had been cut away, from the croAvn to the back of his neck, by a cannon ball. His career had been one of ingenious wickedness against his country and its defenders, but, in such an hour as he knew not, he was overtaken at last. No Letter from his Sweetheart for nearly a Year. The following memorandum note was found in one of the camps at Island No. Ten, and is a decidedly good one of its kind : " To any Federal Officer of Comre Foote's Fleet on the llississippi : The finder of this will please hand it to one of the officers and ask him if he PLEASE forward it to its destination in Md. I would enclose a dime or such a matter to pay the postage, but upon my honor I have not got a cent in the world and you will not mind 3 cts to get a letter to one's mother and sweet heart Who has not heard from either for nearly a year. Yours in every respect except politics, L. T. H." This was addressed to " Miss H b, HyattsviUe, Md.," and enclosed in an en- Writing Home. velope, addressed as above. Of course, as every one knows what it is to want " to 31 get a letter to one's mother and sweet heart," the tender missive was doubtless put on its due course of destination by the good-hearted Union boys. Dead Lock of Two Bullets in the Air. The story of two bullets, as related by the Vicksburg correspondent of a St. Louis journal, is most peculiar. He says : I lately saw at the head-quarters of Colo- nel Slack's brigade, two Minie bullets, which had once told a history. One was a rebel bullet of English manufacture, smuggled over by our d^x brethren in Britain to shoot their dear brethren in America. The other was a national ball, of the Springfield rifle type. The former was fired from a rifle pit at Jackson, at our skirmishers. The latter was fired from our line of skirmishers at the rifle pit. They met midway in the air, were welded by the compact, and fell harm- lessly to the ground. They are now firm friends, sticking each to the other closer than a brother or a lover. "Shameful Tyranny" of Butler in New Orleans. The little Count Mejan, formerly Frencli consul at New Orleans, once frantically appealed to the Emperor Napoleon to send an armed force to protect the grog- shop keepers of that city from an " uncon- stitutional " tax General Butler had levied upon them. The Emperor was so puzzled to know what his consul had to do with the American constitvition, and on what principles he made himself the champion of whiskey venders in an American city, that he called the Count home to explain. It will be seen, however, from what follows, that General Butler's suppositious tyranny did not stop at the mere taxing of grog shops. Thus, after the expulsion of the confederates and their allies, the Thugs, from New Orleans, the dead Avails of that city were suddenly covered with conspicuous bills containing the folloAAang mandatory sentence : 496 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, " Get your shirts at Moody's, 207 Canal Street. " A planter, a secessionist, went to town some months after Butler had taken the reins in his hands, and marvelled much at the cleanliness and good order he found prevailing ; also, he was surprised at this notice which stared him everywhere in the face. " Get your shirts at Moody's " — said he to an acquaintance he met in the street ; " what does this mean ? I see it every- where posted up. What does it mean ? " " Oh," was tlj£ reply, " that is another of the outrageous acts of that IMlow But- ler. This is one of the ' ordei-s,' of which you hear so much. Don't you see he has ordered us to get our shirts at Moody's, and we have to do so ? It is, of course, suspected that he is the silent partner in that concern, and pockets the proiits." The poor planter listened to this expla- nation with eyes and mouth open, and, casting one more thoughtful glance at a bill of the kind which stared from the wall near which he then stood, replied impa- tiently : "• I don't need any shirts just now, and it's a great piece of tyranny ; but this Butler enforces his orders so savagely, that it is better for me to give in at once." He accordingly went to " Moody's," and purchased half a dozen shirts — on com- pulsion ! Georgria Gii-ls and Federal Lieutenants. While Sherman's army was marching through Georgia, the soldiers learned how to rob beehives without the penalty of being stung. The plan was to rapidly approach a hive, take it up suddenly, and, hoisting it upon the shoulder, Avith the open end behind, nin like lightning. The bees hustled out, and flew back to tlie place where the hive stood. The honey belonged to the soldier who thus won it. One day a cavalry Lieutenant, with his squad, rode up to a plantation house, and were pretty crabbedly received by the girls of the house, who desired to know " Why in thunder you'uns can't let we'uns be?" and hoped the devil would get the Yanks. The Lieutenant was not very well pleased with the reception, and seeing some tempting looking hives of honey in the yard, he ordered one of his men to hoist one up to him. The hive Avas handed up in a jiffy, and the Lieutenant, bidding tlie gals good-bye, started off with the hive on his shoulder. But this time, alas ! the bees came out the wrong way, and swarmed upon the Lieutenant and his horse, compelling the former to drop the hive, sans ceremony, Avhile the taunting Georgian girls on the porch clapped their dainty, tiny hands, stamped their little feet, and sci-eamed "goody! goody! ! goody ! ! I" until they cried for joy. Unconsciously a Hero. The statement made in the newspapers, that General Hooker desired to appoint George W. Smalley, of the New York Tribune, on his staff, as an acknowledg- ment of the great merit of his report of the battle of Antietam, led to the publica- tion of the followino; interestinor interview between General Hooker and the editor of Wilkes' Spirit of the Times. Mr. Wilkes says : — The General was laid up with his wound, but, on the occasion referred to, he was well enough to be bolstered up in a chair, and was engaged in writing a letter- Our conversation soon turned to the bat- tle of Antietam, Avhen he referred, with considerable enthusiasm, to Avhat he char- acterized as the wonderful account of the battle given by the reporter of the Tri- bune. " It was," said he, " a perfect re- production of the scene and all its inci- dents ; and it is a marvel to me how you writers can perform such tasks." I asked the General if he knew who the reporter of the Tribune was. He replied : "I saw him first upon the battle field. I first noticed him when we were in the hottest portion of the fight, early in the RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC, 407 morning. My attention was then attract- ed to a civilian, who sat upon his liorsCj in advance of my whole stafi'; and though he was in the hottest of the fire, and the shot and sliell were striking and spatter- ing around us like so nuich hail, he sat gazing on the strife as steady and as un- disturbed as if he were in a quiet theatre, looking at a scene upon the stage. In all the experience which I have had of war, I never saw the most experienced and veteran soldier exhibit moi-e tranquil for- titude and unshaken valor than were ex- hibited by that young man, I was con- cerned at the needless risk which he in- vited, and told one of my aids to order him in our rear. Presently, all my aids liad left me, on one service and another ; whcniupon turning to give an order, I found no one but this young stranger by my side. I then asked him if he would oblige me by bearing a disjjatch to General JMcClcllan, and by acting as my aid, until some of my staff should come up. He Tode off with alacrity, through a most ex- posed position, rctin-ncd with tlie answer, and served me as an aid through the re- mainder of the fight, till I was carried from the ground." "And his name, General ? " " He was a young man, recently from college, named George W. Snialley, and 1 am writing to him now." Those who know the noble nature of General Hooker, will therefore wonder but little that one of his first acts, when placed in chief command of the army of the Potomac, was to ask to have George W. Smalley placed upon his staff. Mary Birkitt and her Two Million Percus- sion Caps. Searching for contraband articles among the passengers' baggage at the Relay House, Maiyland, was at one time quite a brisk and busy occupation for the Federal oflficcrs. As the train bound for Harper's Ferry came rounding the curve, the guard was drawn up on each side of the track. Soon as the train stopped, a soldier stepped on each platlbrm of every car, to see that no one got off or on. The one whose business it was to " develop " any contra- band articles or persons, commenced his labors by entering the forward passenger car. He then asked each person*to open their ' traps,' and passed his hand as care- fully as practicable through the bundles of varieties witli which human beings fill their traveling apparatus. On one of these rounds, the searcher came across a common-looking, red, wood- en trunk. It was marked : JMary Uii'kilt, Wheeling, Virginia. There was nothing suspicious about it. It looked in keeping with some village aunt, who had fore- sworn the company of the coarser sex, and had just returned from a visit to some re- latives who had lately thrown themselves away by swearing, in presence of a par- son, to keep house, neatlj'^ and economi- cally, for some one of those Avorthless creatures called men. Well, the searcher called out for Mary to come and display her dry goods, but no Mary was to be foiuid. He called again, but with the same result. The conductor was questioned, but he knew nothing about the matter. The thing looked all right enough, but it Avouldn't do to let even Mary Birkitt's trunk go out without know- ing what was in it. So, having sounded another call for the presumed spinster to make her appearance, the searcher called for a hammer and chisel, and opened the thing. Nothing alarming presented itself. On the top was a very white, and nicely done-up pair of sleeves. Then came a chemisette, and then a dress, and then — two millions of percussion caps ! Ah, Mary, that was a sorry dodge. No w^on- der she didn't answer when her name was called by that officious Paul Pry. The trunk was confiscated. -♦ Silk Petticoats.— Southern Fashion. There was a petticoat exhibited at Washington, taken from a feminine seces- 498 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION. sionist, the weight of the garment being some fifty pounds avoirdupois. The gar- ment was apparently a (^uihed one, Lut in- stead of the usual fiUmg, it was thickly wadded with the finest quality of sewing silk of assorted colors, the skeins being carefully arranged in layers. It was also provided with straps by which the weight might be supported by the shoulders. Sewing silk was one of the articles most needed, next to quinine, in the South; and this was not the only attempt at smug- gling the article by women — ingenious and apparently secure, though it appeared — which the shrewd Government detectives brought to light. Pay Day in the Future. At the breaking out of the rebellion, John Overton was one of the wealthiest men in Tennessee. His plantation, seven miles south of Nashville, embraced several thousand acres of land, with buildings and improvements exhibiting the finest taste. Although the whole family were known to be violent secessionists, the first blast of Avar swept by without injury to them. Their crops were untouched, their groves and lawns w^ere unscathed, and, while others felt the iron hand of war, theirs was still the abode of luxury and plenty. The plantation was left nominally in the hands of Mrs. Overton, her husband and sons being in the rebel army. This, how- ever, did not prevent her asking and ob- taining unlimited protection from the Fed- eral authorities. Soon after General Negley assumed command of Nashville, information was received that a large amount of rebel stores, consisting of horse shoe iron and nails, was concealed at this place ; and a detachment of the Eleventii Michigan infantry, under command of Captain Hood, was sent to seize the goods. Arriving at the house, situated in a beautiful grove at some distance from the road, the Captain halted his men outside of the door-yard, caused them to order arms and remain in place, and announced himself at the door. The summons was answered by a lady, when tlie following colloquy ensued: — " Is Mr. Overton at home, madam ? " " No, sir ; he is with the Confederate army," was the answer of the lady. " I presume he is a rebel, then." " Yes sir ; he is a rebel all over." " Well, madam, I wish to see some per- son who is in charge of the place. I am ordered to search for articles contraband of Avar." " I am Mrs. OA^erton. You can search the place if you wish ; but you Avill not find anything contraband of Avar. I Avish, however, you would keep the soldiers aAvay from the house." The Captain assured her that no depre- dations Avould be committed by the sol- diers, who were still standing at their arms, and added, — " I will commence by searching under the floor of the meat-house." The lady opened her eyes with aston- ishment. Recovering herself she replied^ " There is no use of having any words about it. You Avill find some horse-shoes there." And they were found. About tAvo tons of valuable iron was unearthed and turned over to the government. In the fall of 1862, Rosecrans' victori- ous army relieved Nashville, and remained a few days in the city. Early in Decem- ber a general advance Avas made, and the left wing of the army encamped on the Overton place, and it was then known as Camp Hamilton. The camp fires of the Union army were lighted on every part of the farm, and the rights of private property, in disloyal hands, gave Avay to the stern necessities of Avar. Grove and woodland resounded with the sturdy sti'okes of the axeman, and disappeared. Fences were destroyed, and the crops and stock Avere taken for the necessary use of the army, and receipts given, to be paid Avlien the owner should " establish his loy- alty," — a long time ahead, certainly. RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC, 499 Horse Incidents at B\ill Run. At the battle of Bull Run, one of the guus of the celebrated Sherman Battery was rescued from capture by the Confed- erates, and brought off the field by two horses that had been shot through by Mmie balls. When the order " forward " was given, they resolutely sti'aightened out, and actually brought off the gun. At the commencement of the battle, Lieutenant Hasbrouck, of the West Point Battery, was riding a little sorrel horse. In a short time he was shot three times, and from loss of blood became too weak for further service. He was stripped of bridle and saddle, and turned loose, as his owner sup- posed, to die. In the heat of the contest nothing more was thought of the little sorrel, nor was he seen again until the remnant of the battery was far toward Washington on the retreat. It paused at Centreville, and while resting there. Lieu- tenant Hasbrouck was delighted to be joined by his faithful horse, which, by a strong instinct, had obeyed the bugle call to retreat, and had found his true position with the battery, which was more than the most of the human mass engaged on that field could boast of doing. He went safely into Washington, recovered from his Avounds, and was soon ready for another fidit. In Bed with a Shell: Lively Times. It is Stated that a soldier of a Missis- sippi regiment, at Pensacola, serving in the Confederate army, went to his tent and blankets one day to fight through an ague if possible. A bottle of hot water to his feet — a good domestic application, in such circumstances, — not being conven- ient, some of his comrades went out and picked up one of the numerous shells which had been sent over to them during the bombardment, heated it at the fire, and put it to bed with the sick man's feet. UnhappUy, the shell had lost its cap, but had not exploded. The heat of the camp- fire accomplished what Federal pyrotechny had failed in, to w^it, — an explosion. The tent was blown to pieces, and some of the men a little hurt and greatly astonished, though, strange to say, no one was maimed by the mishap. Parting- and SingTilar Meeting- of T-wo "War Correspondents. As an evidence of the rapidity of move- ment and great military strategy of Gen- erals Sherman and Thomas in their splen- did winter campaign of 1864 — as well as illustrating the enterprise of the newspa- per press of New York — the following facts are of peculiar interest. On the 11th of November two of the Herald correspondents shook hands to- gether in the city of Atlanta, Ga., won- dering where and under what circumstan- ces they would again meet. One accompa- nied Sherman on his grand march from Atlanta to Savannah, the other was with Thomas in his great career of triumj)hs in Tennessee: one South, the other North. The one who went with Sherman jjar- ticipated in all the prominent events which marked that magnificent undertaking. He was present at the taking of towns, the sacking of treacherous villages, in fights with rebel gueriillas and cavalry, at the capture of thousands of prisoners, negroes, horses, mules, forage, and .witnessed the devastation which was spread through forty counties of the richest State within the Southern borders, on a line averasring: sixty miles in width and three hundred in length, all the while living on the fat of the laud. He was pre>:ent at the assault and capture of Fort McAllister on the 14th of December, only a little over four wrecks from the time of Sher- man's departure from Atlanta, and the date of his junction with General Foster on the seaboard. This representative of the Herald left Hilton Head on the 18th of December, and arrived in New York city on the 21st, with a full budget of stirring intelligence, obtained by all the various devices and ingenuity which the 500 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. skilled leporters of the Herald, Tribune, Times, World, etc., know so Avell how to put into requisition. The correspondent who accompanied General Tlioraas participated in the first fight with Hood at Franklin, on the 30th of November, retired with the Union troops to Nashville, underwent the brief siege which Hood was crazy enougli to lay be- ibre that city, advanced when Thomas again advanced, and when that peerless chieftain fell with such terrific force upon the Confederate lines the Herald war cor- respondent was in the melee. In the bat- Signaling. tie of Harpeth, on the 18th of December, the precise date when the Sherman corres- respondent left Hilton Head, the corres- pondent with Thomas Avas takmg notes of the unexampled rout of Hood's forces, horse, foot and artillery ; and subsequently taking the Louisville cars, made his con- nections through, and reached the Herald office Dec. 21st, almost at the same mo- ment in the morning that his confrere at Atlanta also entered the building. Of course they shook hands again, and con- gratulated each other upon their fortunate escape from the many perils they had en- countered in different parts of the country while upon similar errands. The names of Conyngham and Knox will long be memo- rable as war correspondents and historians. "Nellie," the Brave Battle Horse. Among 'cavalry people,' in war times, the horse is second in interest only to the man himself. In fact, ' horse and rider ' are usually spoken of as one and the same person. Every good cavalry man takes care of his horse, provided he has a good one. And when he secures said kind of animal, the attachment the brave trooper will form for his horse is almost romantic. As gal- lant a charger of this sort as ever snuffed powder, Avas owned by a Federal cavalry officer, and mounted upon which he was some scores of times under fire. ' Nellie,' (the name of the fine animal) was bom and raised until she was six years old, in Athens county, Ohio, and was then sold to the Union officer, on account of her fondness for her neighbors' pastures and grain-fields, and her total disregard for fences, whether rail, picket or hedge. She was taken into the cavalry service in 1862, but could not be rode in line on account of her high spirit. By reason of her being a ' hard rider ' — that is trotting, prancmg, and going sideways all the time, making it decidedly uncomfortable for the rider, she was not used — till John Mor- gan's first raid through Kentucky, Indiana and Ohio, in 1863. Her owner rode her six days on that raid, and was completely worn out by her restlessness and fretting. He then put a black boy on her, Avho rode her during the remainder of that great raid, — ridmg her twenty-seven days and most of the nights, from Somerset, Ivy., to Buffington Island, Ohio, following the trail of Morgan with General Hobson, and thence back to Stanford, Ky., in all a distance of almost a thousand miles. After restmg only the brief period of two days at Stanford, her owner rode her with General Bumside's advance across the mountams into East Tennessee, and rode her every day during that campaign, lasting from August, 1863, to April, 1864, and in every engagement Avhich his com- mand was in. During one of these en- gagements, her owner, while riding her, ran into an ambush of the enemy's, and a part of the bridle-bit was sliot from li^r k RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC. 501 mouth, leaving the rider only one rein ; pulling too hard on that, her head was so suddenly turned, that she fell with him, and the rider was made prisoner. Spring- ing up she escaped and swam the Tennes- see river, and rejoined the cavalry with Nellie, the brave Battle Horse. the Federal troops. By good fortune her owner also escaped, and came in a few days after. Three times did she cross the Cumberland Mountains, where forage had to be packed on mules for a distance of one hundred miles, and three times did she make the march from Tennessee Valley to the Blue Grass region of Ken- tucky. In the memorable engagement at Cyn- thiana, Ky., June 12th, 1864, with the Confederates imder John Morgan, her owner rode her in a cavalry charge upon the rebel retreating column. She leaped a stone wall with him and carried him so close to the rebels that the blood from the wound of a rebel, shot by her rider, splashed over her face and ears. On the subsequent march from the Blue Grass region of Kentucky, to join the army near Atlanta, a distance of over four hundred miles, she had no rider, and was neither bridled nor haltered during the whole march, lasting twenty-four days, keeping her place in the march during the day, and staying close in camp at night. She never made a false step of her own fault, even on the worst of mountain roads and in the darkest nights. She also knew the whistle of a bullet or the shriek of a shell, and tlie direction of their tiight, almost as well as her owner did. Logic of Sug-ar and Coffee. John Morgan, after escaping from the Ohio penitentiary, and while on his way, stealthily, to his former field of exploits, came in almost personal contact with a Union picket. His first impulse was to kill the picket, but finding him asleep, he determined to let him sleep on. He made his way to the house of a Union man he knew lived there, and went up and passed himself off as Captain Quarter- master of Hunt's regiment, who was on his way to Athens, Tennessee, to procure supplies of sugar and coffee for the Union men of the country. The lady, who ap- peared to be asleep while this interview was takuig place with her husband, at the mention of sugar and coffee, jumped out of bed in her night clothes, and said : " Thank God for that, for we ain't seen any rale coffee up here for God knows how long ! " She was so delighted at the prospect that she made up a fire and cooked them a good supper. Supper being over, the General remarked that he understood some rebels had " tried to cross the river this afternoon." " Yes," said the woman, " but our men killed some on um, and driv the rest back't." "Now," says the General, "I know that, but didn't some of them get over ? " " Yes," was her reply, " but they are on the momitain, and can't get down without being killed, as every road is stopped up." " It is very important for me," said Morgan, " to get to Athens by to-morrow night, or I may lose that sugar and coffee, and am afraid to go down any of those roads for fear my own men will kill me." 502 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION. The fear of losing that sugar and coffee brought her again to an accommodatmg mood, and she replied — " Why, Paul, kan't you show the Cap- tain through our farm, that road down by the field?" " Of course, Paul, you can do it," said the General, " and as the night is very cold, I will give you ten dollars, in gold, to help you along." The gold, now added to the prospect of sugar and coffee, was too much for any poor man's nerves, and he yielded ; so, getting on a horse, he took Morgan seven miles to the big road. The good woman, however, waited in vain for her sugar and "rale coffee." Conundrums at the Wrong- Time. Ai'my teamsters have always been pro- verbial for the scientific volubility of their swearing. Modern times have not altered this fact. A teamster with the Cumber- land army got stuck in the mud, and he let fly a stream of black and blue oaths that would have astonished " our army in Flanders," even. A Chaplain, passing at the time, was greatly shocked to hear such solid balls of nouns substantive whizzing around. "• My friend," said he to the teamster, in plaintive accent, " do you know who died for sinners ? " " D — your conmidrums ! Don't you see I'm stuck in the mud ? " The worthy Chaplain here became so confused, that he tried thirteen tunes in his mind to make joiner's work of the question and answer, but was obliged, like Dogberry, to " give it up." " Strictly Confidential." Colonel B., of the Eighteenth Wiscon- sin regiment of volunteers, was, withal, a lawyer and politician, and, like many law- yers, wrote a very poor hand, so that it was almost impossible for a person not ac- quainted with it to read it. Once upon a time this made bad work all round. The Colonel, it seems, wrote to a political chum at Appleton, in which some important plans for an approachmg campaign were divulged ; but said Appleton friend was unable to read the letter. Finally, after showing it around to all the leading per- sonages of the place, and getting all the aid he could, he was enabled to make out all the contents of the letter but one line at the bottom. A few days after receivuig the Colonel's letter, he was visited by the Colonel himself, at Appleton, and after exchanging the usual salutations, and while surrounded by a bevy of jolly ac- quaintances, the Appleton friend remarked to the Colonel that he had received the letter, and with the aid of the good folks of Appleton, all of whom had read it and some of them several times, he could read it all but the last line ; and producing the letter, remarked to the Colonel that not one of the many to whom he had shown the letter could make out that. " Why ! " said the Colonel, " that is ' Strictly con- fidential.' " The Appleton chum stood treat. "Old Sortie," the Rebel G-eneral. There Avas a jolly old Captain in the Eighteenth Missouri regiment of mounted infantry. He was everything good and efficient as an officer, a friend, and a gen- tleman ; but he never deemed a close study of the dictionary as essential to get- ting a living or subduing a Southern re- bellion. One hot day, the Captain, float- ing around, sat down under the arbor in front of a fellow officer's tent, and, pick- ing up a late paper, commenced to read aloud the heading of the telegi-aphic col- umn as follows : "Repulse — of — a — sortie — at — Charles* ton." Says he, after musing a moment : "Sortie? Sortie? A. Sortie'^ Cap, have the rebels any General by the name of A. Sortie ? " " Certaiuly, I've heard of old Sortie frequently," " Well, I guess I have," said the Cap- RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC. 503 tain, " come to think now ; I've heam of Lis being repulsed very often." Chickazaaug'a and Chattanoog'a. The name ' Chickamauga,' in the Cher- okee tongue, means " stagnant water," or still water, so named because of the ap- parent stillness or stagnancy of the water in that river. ' Chattanooga ' is the Chero- kee for hawk's nest or eagle's nest. The town was originally the head-quarters of John Ross, the Cherokee chief. It received Indian Mound, Chattanooga. its name from its location, being surround- ed on all sides by mountains, the poetic vision of the red man seeing in it an exact resemblance to a hawk's nest — albeit. General Bragg's definition of it would probably be " hornet's nest." Letter to Eigrht Yoting' Ladies from a Soldier. The following curious epistle explains itself. Its publication first appeared in one of the daily papers of Chicago, Illi- nois, — the Tribune. Memphis, Tenn., July 28, 1864. " To Eight Young Ladies, residing in Illinois, Indiana and Michigan : Ladies, permit me to address a few lines to you through the Triljune, in regard to ' coi-respondence ' Avith soldiers and officers serving in the army of our country. We, the officers and soldiers of the army, need and desei-ve the sympathy and counsel of our mothers, wives, sisters and lady ac- quaintances, from the dear homes we have left behmd. From these, letters are al- ways acceptable, are read witli a deep in- terest, and there is always a deep feeling of respect for the writers and the dear old homes whence they come. There is no levity or expression of vulgar thought, or lewd allusions to the writers of them — holy home thoughts of the dear ones we love so well ; and often have I seen the bronzed face of the veteran, as Avell as the fair cheeks of the young recruit, Hushed with manly pride, or over them flowing tears that spoke louder than words of true hearts and brave men. Not so when your cold, insipid and stale letters are received. There is generally a shout of derision from many voices as your carefully Avritten non- sense is retailed out to a corporal, ser- geant, private, or may-be a negro ser- vant ; and could you hear the vulgar wit and coarse expressions over your letters, and at your expense, I think, ladies, you would answer no more " Wanted, corres- pondence for mutual cultivation." I trust, ladies, that this article may be of service to you, inasmuch as it will urge you to write only to those whom you know ; and you may put it down for a fact that any soldier or officer advertising for lady cor- respondence, does so for no honorable or noble purpose. Ninety-nine out of every hundred letters received by officers or soldiers are treated with contempt and de- rision. Thus you see that your tender effusions, gushing out flowery and senti- mental platitudes, are used to your disad- vantage and injuiy. In many cases the officer or soldier takes pains to ascertain your true name, and then your letters not only reflect to your disadvantage, but bring disgrace to your friends. I know 504 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. of one young lady who is the laughing- stock of a whole regiment, and many of them are or Avere friends and neighbors of hers not two years ago. Her fair name and character are blighted, and one who has counted on her being sometliing more than a friend to him in the future has cast her aside, and her letters of truth to him are unanswered, or returned unopened. Ladies, good-bye. Learn from this to do better. Write to your knowai and tried goldier friends and relatives, and none other. I am, ladies, your friend and well- wisher, E. V. Wilson, 1st Lieut., Co. H, 39th Reg't AVis. Vols. Canine Patriotism, Suflfering's and Honors. Nearly every company, certainly every regiment, in the Army of the Potomac, had a pet of some kind or othei'. It mat- tered not whether the object of their affec- tion was a dog, cat, possum, cow, or horse, — of whatever name or species, the brute was loved by all, and woe be to the out- sider who dared to insult or injure one of these pets. More personal encounters were brought on between soldiers about some pet animal than in any other way. Occasionally these pets became great he- roes in their way, and then they became general favorites in the whole army. One of this kind was a dog named ' Jack,' pho- tographs of which w^ere as universal as those of the Commanding General. Jack served a regular term with the Niagara Fire Insurance Engine Company in Pitts- burg, Penn., before the war broke out; and when volunteers were called to put down the rebellion, several members of the Niagara Company entered the service in the One Hundred and Second Pennsyl- vania volunteers, and Jack, no doubt prompted by patriotic impulses, also went into the field with some of his old friends, and made a good military record of him- self. He was at the siege of Yorktown, battle of Williamsburg, Fair Oaks, battle of the Pickets, Malvern Hill, (where he was wounded,) first and second Fredericks • burg ; at Salem Church he was captured, after which he was exchanged and returned to the regiment. In the battle of Cedar Creek, Oct. 19, he was again taken pris- oner by the Confederates, early in the morning, while on duty at division head- quarters, but was recaptured when Gen- eral Sheridan made his famous advance at four in the afternoon. 'Jack' had to run on three legs, as the penalty of his patri- otic services, but in other respects contin- ued as agile as ever, — wearing his honors with the meekness becoming a good dog. Dealingr -wltli a Rebel Trader. The case of a German clothier and merchant tailor of Baltimore, who Avas arrested for engaging in contraband trade with the South, in 1864, excited much public interest at the time, and great ef- forts Avere made by his friends to obtain the Executive interference in his behalf. A deputation of nearly a dozen persons presented themselves before President Lincoln, one morning, to interpose in favor of the derelict party, all these persons, ex- cept one, being men employed as cutters in some of the establishments carried on by the arrested man. They made a very formidable display, asserting through their speaker, who introduced himself as "an humble tobacconist," but Avho CA'i- dently had had some experience as a speaker, that they Avere all good LTnion men — that they had even voted for Mr. Lincoln, and intended to do so again, — ■ consequently they were entitled to a hear- ing, and that they were sure of the inno- cence of their employer. A good deal of eloquence was expended, but the Presi- dent would not be moved. It was even ascertained that this same merchant had given money — some hundreds of dollars — toward carrying on the Avar. At last the President spoke : " Gentlemen, this Government is a big machine, even in times of peace ; it is no small thing to keep it in good running or- RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC. 505 der — but now, when added to the usual duties of my position, I have on my hands this great rebellion (which is to be put down,) I have no time to waste. I have been visited already more than once by parties from Baltimore, urging my inter- ference in this case. You protest that this man is innocent ; then let him await his trial, when he can easily prove it." " But," said the speaker, in behalf of his friend, " but we vote for you." " Can't help it ; it is not so essential that I have votes, as that the rebellion be crushed. To what purpose is it that you vote for me ; that you pay a small sum of money to soldiers, as a cover up, while you supply the rebels with goods or arms ? I tell you, gentlemen, it will not do. Al- ready has the War Department declared to me that it could not and would not stand by me in this Avork of subduing the rebels, if every time they catch a rascal, I let him loose. Gentlemen, I ain't going to do it." " Well, but, your excellency, I am a fighting man. I once paid three hundred dollars for knocking a man down." The President drew himself back, and with much good nature said — " Let me beg you not to try that on me." Then the speaker, in behalf of the ac- cused, took another turn. " Mr. President, even your enemies say you have much goodness of heart. Will you not parole this mai>, accepting bonds, which we will procure to any amount ? " The President could not be moved. When appeals were made to his sympathy, he said, with great decision, — " I will not listen." " But, Mr. President, you can do this thing." " Certainly I can, and I can end this war and let the rebels have their own way ; but I am not going to do it." " Six months in the White House, " by Mr. F. B. Carpenter, is a volume of in- tense interest, as exhibiting, by an eye- witness and familiar household associate,, the winsome, inner-life traits, of the late beloved President. But for Mr. Carpen- ter's ibrtuitous and fortunate residence at the Presidential mansion, in his profes- sional occupation, at a period when Mr. Lincoln's personal and official traits were so strikingly called forth, the world would have lost one of the most authentic and affecting portraitures of the martyred President. Mr. Carpenter's book will happily be accessible to multitudes who may never have the opportunity to look upon his splendid " Emancipation " pic- ture. Flig-ht from the Shenandoah. The order for the desolating of the Shenandoah Valley, issued by General Grant, that it might not afford sustenance to the Confederate raiders, was the source of wide-spread ruin to the inhabitants of that region. Property of all descriptions was swept aAvay as with a besom in an iron hand, and families without num- ber were scattered houseless to poverty, exposure and hunger. An illustration of the scenes attending such a hegira is afforded in the case of a woman — a very Niobe in her distress — who was dis- covered sitting by the wayside, on an old chest, and with whom the following con- versation transpired : " You look very sad. Ma'am." " Yes, and I feel so, too, Sir," replied she ; " but I've got through crying long ago, Sir ; I've no more tears to shed." " Do you come from the Valley ? " " Yes, we are all from the Valley." "How far?" "Nigh fifty miles I reckon we came. Why, we were rich," continued she ; " we had a nice farm, a good house and barns, and, let me tell you what we had. We had nine head of young cattle, we had four cows, and four old horses, and six colts. Then there were thirty sheep, and six fatted hogs, and six pigs. Then I had in the house two barrels of apple buttei. 506 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, three hundred pounds of honey, three ■crocks of butter, and I had silk in the house for two new dresses — to say no- thing of my drawers being full of sheets and pUlow cases, and all kinds of house Hnen, and a feather bed on every bed- stead. "Well, Sii", I was a Union Avoman, I was ; I gave my honey and my apple butter, and all my things to your men, when they came up there scouting, and I never begrudged it. When the order *Niie for your men to clear the Valley, said she ; " we sold a colt to one of your men, and he was a kind man, too, for thirty dollars. We had considerable of Confed- erate money, but that was no good." " Well, where do you intend to go ? " " Me and the children hope to go to Ohio, but we don't know as we shalL We don't know what to do." In this same condition, each with its kindred tale of wo, were hundreds of fami- lies, on their way from the depopulated ValLy of the Shenandoah. In the dark- Flight from the Shenandoah Valley. some of them came while I was over to a neighbor's. I saw the light m my direc- tion, and, oh dear ! I knew what was going on — I knew my bam Avas going. I run all the way, and I come on one man with a pot of butter, and another with a pot of honey, and all my things ; I knew whose they were, and when I got there they had gutted my house. I just had time to get a few things together— there's all that's left. Sir," pointing with an air of unutter- able despondency to a little pile of effects .at her feet. " Have you nothing left but those ? " " Only thirty dollars in money besides," ness of the night, the scene was one that mingled the wretched and the picturesque in a manner that never yet engaged the ar- tist's pencil. An angry sky over their heads, and bleak, cold winds wliistling around them; women with children of tender years, often with babes at the breast ; young girls and boys and feeble old men — for there were no young or able men among them ; such were the scenes and groups which met the eye and wrung the heart. Happy Burial Occasion for the T-wenty- seventh Illincis. Early one morning in 1862, while at Farmington, near Corinth, Mississippi, as RATIONS, CURRENCY,. ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC 507 General Palmer was riding along his lines to inspect some breastworks that had been thrown up during the previous night, he came suddenly upon some of the boys of Company I, Twenty-seventh Illinois Volunteers, who had just shot a two hun- dred pound hog, and were engaged in the interesting process of skinning it. The soldiers Avere startled ; their chief looked astonished and sorrowful. "Ah ! a body, — a corpse. Some poor fellow gone to his last home. Well, he must be buried with militaiy honors. Ser- geant, call the officer of the guard." The officer was speedily at hand, and received orders to have a grave dug and the body buried forthwith. The grave was soon prepared, and then the company were mustered. Pall bearers placed the body of the dead upon a stretcher. The order was given to march, and Avitli re- versed arms and funeral tread, the sol- emn procession of sixty men followed the body to the grave. Not a word passed, nor a muscle of the face stirred, while the last rites of sepulture were being per- formed. The ceremony over, the General and his staff Avaved their adieux, and were soon lost in the distance. The phibsophy of a soldier is usually equal to the emergency. He has read and pondered. He can painfully realize that flesh is as grass, and that life is but a shadow. But he thinks of the resur- rection,' and his gloom passes away. So Avith the philosophic boys of Company I^ Twenty-seventh Illinois. Ere the Gene- ral Avas fairly seated at his own breakfast table, there Avas a raising of the dead, and savory pork steaks Avere frying in many a camp pan. and their fates Avith the disunionists, and their premises were assigned by General Burnside as the headquarters of the Sani- tary Commission for his division, "Aunt Charlotte " came into the employ of the Sanitary Inspector for the Department of "Aunt Charlotte," the Old Cook at New- bem. "Aunt Charlotte " Avas one of the insti- tutions Avithin the Union Lines at NeAv- bern, N. C. She was an old family cook. When her master and mistress ran away and deserted her, to join their fortunes Aunt Charlotte, the Old Cook. North CaroUna, and many a sick and Avounded soldier from the States of Ncav York, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, and Massachusetts, had reason to bless the cu- linary accomplishments of this A^enerable contraband cook, and to praise the alacrity with which, in times of their greatest need, she exerted her skill to save them from suffering. On one occasion, soon after the battle, Avhen a steamboat load of sick and Avound- ed soldiers from the battle-field Avere un- expectedly landed in NcAvbern, and found themselves in a bare hall, Avith no accom- modations for the night, without any pro- visions or any appliances for cooking, and too late in the evening for any relief from the ordinary " regulation " sources, " our old cook " Avas appealed to, and the alac- rity Avith Avhich she came to the relief of those sick and AA-ounded men, Avill never be forgotten. By the time comfortable beds had been prepared for their occupation, "Aunt Charlotte " had sent over a warm and bountiful supper for some forty or more 508 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. famished and exhausted patients — a suppei- of those choice materials with which the no- ble charity of northern ladies had so gener- ously supplied the service through the Sanitary Commission, and which the skill of " our old cook," on that night of wretch- edness, served up to the wan and hungry soldiers with a nicety and a delicacy of flavor which can only come from an ac- complished cuisine, but which all palates, however unsophisticated, can appreciate. The poor soldiers were no less surprised than gratified at such unexpected relief from the sufferings of that wretched day of exposure and hunger. And their ex- pressions of satisfaction, as they quietly dropped off to sleep after their hunger was appeased and their wants attended to, would almost have paid the old slave avo- man for her long life of bondage. The next morning, and the next night, and a second morning, did this old " col- ored lady " add to her ordinary day's la- bor the preparation of suitable food for this whole hospital of sick and wounded soldiers. "Aunt Charlotte " was born in Charles- ton, South Carolina, but came many years ago to Newbern, and was the slave of one of its wealthiest citizens. She is about sixty-five years old ; has a great deal of character, and follows a thorough, system- atic routine of life — always at her post — always reliable. She possesses no mean administrative abilities, reminding one of an old merchant, habituated to a regular, systematic life, with ability enough to keep aU surroundings subordinate to that system. It seemed as if, were she to be superseded in that kitchen, she would lose her hold on lif(», and the Avhole " darkey " appendage to the domestic establishment would be deprived of its balance wheel. When, therefore, on the first occupation of the premises, she was told that so long as she did right, she Avould keep her place in the kitchen, and receive six dollars a month, the "old lady" appreciated her position at onoe, and from that day forth. without further trouble to her employer, was secured the proper regulation and de- portment of all the servants " on the lot " — men, women and children — and of" all who visited them. Nothing ever hap- pened among them to annoy or displease, the household being as well ordered as if the white mistress were still there to di- rect. "Aunt Charlotte's " domestic relations were as well ordered as the household. She had children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren. Her old husband — " Un- cle Sam " — in propria persona — but almost superannuated, at tlie age of seventy-five, was General Burnside's gardener. It was touching to witness the habitual care which " Old Aunty " took of this venera- ble partner of her life and her bondage. As regular as the clock, the old man, with his staff, came in at mid afternoon from his daily employment. He invariably found a chair set for him on the kitchen piazza, l)y the side of a well-scoured deal table. On this, " Old Aunty " placed be- fore him a plate w^ell filled from all the dishes which she had that day served from lier employer's table. Working' the Monster Parrott Q-un. There being, of course, no manual laid down for the operating of that novel Phi- listine in military practice, the " three- hundred-pounder Parrott," the mode of working it will be best understood by an explanation free from technical language — thus : The piece is on its carriage and "• from battery." Implements, no two in the same place and no one in its proper place. The instructor gives the command, " Load her up ! " At this command the gunner says, " Some of you fellers bring a shell," and "John, bring a cartridge." Some of the ' fellers ' take a small hand- barrow and bring a shell. Gunner says, "Stick m that powder." "Now, boys, hold on till I get out a fuse." " Stick it in." All hands by hard heaving get the shell to the embrasure. Gunner says, RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC 509 " Swab her out" She is swabbed out. " Now, heave and haul, and in it goes." It goes in accordingly. " Now, ram it down." It is rammed down. " Now, run her in." She is run in. " Screw down the recoil- bands." They are screwed down. Gun- ner aims. " Slew ker round a little." 'AH right!" "Where's that primer?" " Now, git out of the way, everybody." All go to windward, and No. 3 steps round a corner, so as not to be hit if the gun bursts. Gunner says, '" Blaze away ! " She blazes away. Remark of the gunner on returning to the gun : " How are you Sumter ? " Repeat. ♦ Buford's Method, of Spurring' up Teamsters. While Meade's army was on its retro- grade movement, an incident occurred which showed that General Buford was as fertile in expedients as he was brave in an J*' Bridge Across Platte Creek emergency. While bringing up the rear, with the rebels not far behind him, he came up with a train of wagons several miles long, numbering, in all, some eight hundred. The train was stopped, and Buford could find no one in command to start it. No time was to be lost. The enemy were coming — coming ! and Bu- ford's command would be cut up and the train captured. The teamsters in that long line could not be made to comprehend and act. But General Buford, in a few seconds, both comprehended and acted. He ordered one of his rifled pieces to be planted in the rear of the train, and l)egan firing shells up the road, over the wagons, at the longest range, and with a good ele- vation. A few of those "rotten cannon balls " bursting over the tram roused the laggards and fixed the business. Behev- ing that the rebels were thus close — very close upon them, the wagon-masters and teamsters applied whip and spur, and the whole caravan was moved off" safely. History of a Sword. Major William Stubbs captured a SAvord at the battle of Shiloh, which has a histo- ry which pertains to few weapons of its kind, or indeed to any other. It had been presented to him by his fellow-conductors on the Chicago and Rock Island Railroad, and bore an appropriate inscription of re- spect from the donors to the Major. When captured it fell into the hands of a Con- federate Lieutenant- Colo- nel, who was taken prisoner at the battle of Corinth b\ a private of the Tenth Mis- souri regiment. The pri- vate, however, having no use for the article, gave it to his Lieutenant. After the fall of Vicksburg the origi- nal owner of the sword was exchanged, and the Missouri private, reading a list in a Chicago paper, saw the name of the officer, which was the same as that inscribed upon the sword. He thereupon wi'ote to the Major, who answered m person, and the sword was returned. It had passed through three campaigns, sometimes wielded for and sometimes against the Union. Soldier Mechanics. Captain Arnold, of company E, Rhode Island Fourth regiment, was one day or- dered to take possession of the cross-roads at Havelock station. Near this place he came upon a large and valuable property, in the shape of a corn and floui" miU, com- 510 THE BOOK or ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, bined with a saw-mill, belonging to Dr. Master, of NeAvbern. He found the place deserted, and the machinery ^lurijosely thrown out of gear to prevent its use by the Yankees. The turbine wheel had wedges and clogs placed in it, so that it would be both difficult and dangerous to attempt to start the mill. Being a practi- cal mechanic, and withal possessing some experience in the management of mills, mechanism, from the soldier-boys of the victorious army. Inflating the Pontoon. Captain Arnold immediately discovered " what was the matter with the mill." He accordingly first drew down the pond, came to the seat of the difficulty, repaired dam- ages, and in a few hours the mill was jog- ging along as good as new, doing capital service in the cause of the Union by grind- ing com-meal for the use of the troops. After it had been restored, a person, claim- ing to be an agent of the Doctor, made his appearance, Avhen, everything being made satisfactory, the premises were gracefully turned over to him without any charges for repairs. It was the easiest thing in the world, for Union soldiers from the North and West to improvise machinery of all sorts, repair locomotives, build bridges, dig canals, throw up dams, and, as to pontoons. Prof. Airy liimself might have taken les- sons in the philosophy of that kind of Could not Wait for Death. At the general hospital in Washington, says Prof. Hackett, a soldier from Penn- sylvania, who had bden severely wounded — so much so as to be beyond recovery — was lying on the floor. When the exam- ining surgeon of the hospital came along and looked at the condition of the suf- ferer, expressing his hopeless belief as to the recovery of the man, to his assist- nnt, he raised his id and said : "Doctor, will Ire- cover ? is there any hoi>e for me? — for, gif not, I want you to kill me." The surgeon tried to calm liim, and he appeared to drop into a doze. In a few' moments he took a revolver from liis pocket, placed it resting against his tem- ple, and fired ; being so feeble he could not hold it firmly, and the ball just glanced over the skin without starting blood, but the discharge blackened his face. The pistol was immediately taken from him, when he said — though then only half an hour before he was a corpse, — " I do not want to linger in pain Avith- out a hope." Four-legged Messenger proving DisloyaL A Federal officer who came up from City Point, Virginia, one October's day, to Washmgton, was observed to have with him an ugly-looking specimen of the genus canine, which he guarded very carefully. The dog, it appears, was a great pet with both the Union and Confederate pickets in front of Hancock's corps- The animal had RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC, 511 been trained to carry messages from time to time between the pickets. A southern paper would be phiced in his mouth, and he would scamper off to the Union lines, Four-legged Messenger pioving Dihlojal deliver up the paper, and then return with a northern paper. He would at other times be intrusted with packages of coffee and tobacco, which he always delivered promptly and safely. The secessionists, however, after a while undertook to make use of him for transmitting information from one portion of their lines to another, and the four-legged messenger having been caught with one of these contrajband mes- sages, he had to suffer the penalty of such disloyalty by being confiscated and brought North. Ammunition Sent by the Enemy Just in Time. Late one night, after the redoubts had been captured, an ammunition wagon, drawn by six mules, was driven up from the direction of Petersburg, to a particular point in the chain of fortifications. Gen- eral Birney, surprised to see it coming from that direotioiL, asked the driver at once what he had in the wagon ? The answer was, " Ammunition for Battery No. 9." " Where did it come from ? " inquired the General, supposing that additional aramu- 32 nitiou might have been sent for some of the field-pieces lie had placed in the breast- works. " From the arsenal," said the driver. " Oh, very well," said Birney, " I'll take charge of it." This was ammu- nition sent from the city to the rebels ; but Birney and some of his troops, unknown to the driver of the ammunition wagon, occupied Battery No. 9. The General duly appreciated such a timely addition to his supplies. It was the right battei-y but the wrono; General. Customer for Grant's Biography. Rather an amusing incident concerning General Grant is related as having occur- red while he was on a journey in a railroad train, and where he displayed, as usual, none of the insignia of his military rank. A youthful book peddler traversed the cars, crying, " Life of General Grant." A mischief-loving aid pointed the young- ster to the General's seat, suggesting to him that " that man might like a copy." General Grant turned over the pages of the book, and casually asked, " Who is it this is all about ? " The boy, givmg him a most incredulous grimace of indignation and disgust, replied, " You must be a darned greeny not to know General Grant ! " After this volley the Lieuten- ant-General of course surrendered, and bought his biography. Consul and General matched against each other in Savannah. The scene which took place between General Sherman and the British Consul at Savannah was one of the richest and most piquant during that general's event- ful peregrinations. On his arrival in that city, the General saw a large number of British flags displayed from buildings, and his curiosity Avas naturally excited to know how many " British Consuls " there Avere in that important city! He soon ascer- tained that these flags were on buildings where cotton had been stored away, and he at once ordered it to be seized. Soon 512 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION after that, while the General was busy at his head-quarters, a pompous gentleman walked in, apparently in great haste, and inquired if he was General Sherman? Havmg received an affirmative reply, the pompous gentleman remarked : " Well, sir, when I left my residence. United States troops w^ere engaged in removing my cotton from it, notwithstand- ing its protection by the British flag." " Stop, sir ! " said General Sherman ; " not your cotton, but my cotton ; my cot- ton, in the name of the United States government, sir, I have noticed a great many British flags here, all protecting cot- ton ; I have seized it all in the name of my government." " But, sir," said the Consul, indignantly, " there is scarcely any cotton in Savannah that does not belong to me." " There is not a pound of cotton here, sir, that does not belong to me, for the United States," responded Sherman. " Well, sir," said the Consul, swelling himself up with the dignity of his office and reddening in his face, " my govern- ment shall hear of this. I shall report your conduct to my government, sir." "Ah! pray, who are you, sir?" said the general. " Consul to her British Majesty, sir." " Oh ! indeed ! " responded the General. " I hope you will report me to your gov- ernment. You will please say to your government, for me, that I have been lighting the English government all the way from the Ohio river to Vicksburg, and thence to this point. At every step I have encountered British arms, British munitions of war, and British goods of all descriptions — yes, at every step, sir. I have met them in all shapes, sir ; and now, sir, I find you claiming all the cotton sir. I intend to call upon my government to order me to Nassau at once." " What do you propose to do there," asked the Consul, somewhat taken aback. "■ I would," replied the General, " take with me a quantity of picks and shovels. ' and throw that cursed sand-hill into the sea, sir. You may tell your government I that, sir. I would shovel it to the sea, sir ; and then I would pay for it, sir, — if necessary. Good day, sir." It is needless to say that General Sher- man was not again troubled with the oth- cial representative of her Majesty's gov- ernment, — whose mind became confused in the crash of such nouns-substantive as cotton, arms, picks, shovels, sand-hills and the like. Shvdtz's Timely Discove^'y An honest Schuylkill county German merchant, who had been prospered some- what beyond the average, and had accu- mulated more money than he could employ as capital in his business, Avent to a pati'i- otic banker in Philadelphia, and said : " I have got some moneys, and I want you to buy me some gold." " Why, Shultz ! what do you Avant gold for ? That isn't a thing you sell in your store." " I knows that ; but I want to make some money on de rise of gold. Beoples say it is going up, and I tink I may make a tousand dollars." " Shultz, you dear old fellow, don't you know that if you buy gold you will be a rebel?" "N-o!" said Shultz, with a tone of re- sentment in his wonder. "■ Suppose you buy ten thousand dollars of gold ; suppose that same morning you read in the papers, in big letters — " Terri- ble disaster to the Union cause ! Grant's army rovited and destroyed ! ! The rebels marching on Washington ! ! ! ' " " I should say dat was tam pad news," excitedly interrupted the German. "Yes, but wouldn't you say right off, ' dis, however, will put gold up — pad for the Union cause, tam pad, but it is goot for my ten thousand ! ' Don't you see Shultz, that in buying gold you instantly make the uiterests of the rebels yom- inter- ests — that you bribe yourself to wish them RATIONS, CURRENCY, ORDNANCE, MAILS, ETC. 513 to succeed, and to wish your country and your countrymen to fail ? And if these unholy desires, Shultz, don't define you a rebel, there is no language to define one. Don't you see that buying gold inevitably turns honest, patriotic, devoted men like you, away from the cause which they ought to support, and which they think they do support, because they have made it for their interest not to support it? Don't you see it, my dear fellow ? " '' Be shure I do," said the honest man, with gravity of manner and a humility in keeping with the discovery he had made ; " and I ax pardon of tlie w^ar. Put de whole of dat in Seven-Thirties. My money goes mit my principles." Honest soul ! Saddling: to Suit the Route. While the Sixth New Hampshire regi- ment was stationed at Russellville, in southwestern Kentucky, the inhabitants of the surrounding country were frequent- ly annoyed by the incursions of guerrilla bands from Tennessee. News coming in one morning that a band of these outlaws had plundered one of the neighboring vil- lages, Lieutenant- Colonel P., the active Saddling to suit the Route and efficient commander, immediately dis- patched a small detachment of the regi- ment, commanded by Major Q., in pursuit of them. On arrivino; at the villao;e of Middleton it was discovered by the Ma- jor that he was too late to intercept the marauders, and he consequently ordered the horses unsaddled and fed. Now, the Major's hostler was a son of the Emerald Isle, entirely ignorant of everything per- taining to the equestrian art, and, coming in from half an hour's scout thi'ough tlie village, in a state closely bordering on intoxication, he put the Major's saddle on facing to the rear. When the horses were brought up for a fresh start, the Major, instantly discovering the mistake, demand- ed Avith a wondering scowl why the sad- dle was put on in that manner. " An' shure," said Pat, a little terrified, " an' shure. Major, an' I didn't know Avhich way you was going ! " An explosion followed — the Major was abundantly satisfied — and Pat escaped without further rebuke. Moderate Ideas of a Competency. While Mr. Lincoln was visiting New York city, some time previous to the assembling of the presidential Republican nominating convention at Chicago, he met in one of the business establishments in New York, an Illinois acquaintance of for- mer years, to whom he said in his dry and good-natured way : "Well, B., how have you fared since you left Illinois ? " "I have made," re- plied B., "one hundred thousand dollars and lost all ; how is it Avith you, ]\Ir. Lincoln ? " "Oh, very well; I have the cottage at Springfield, and about eiglit tliousand dollars in money. If they make me Vice-President wnth Seward, as some say they will, I hope I shall be able to increase it to twenty thousand, and that is as much as any man ought to want." 514 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OP THE EEBELLION, Brandy for all Hands. When Stuart made his famous cavalry raid around McClellan's Unes before Rich- mond, the appointed rendezvous of the Confederate troops was not far from New Kent Court-IIouse, at a small village where several main roads joined. The first party that arrived found that the place contained several finely furnished suttlers' stores, and depots of goods depos- ited thus far in the rear of the army, to be conveyed up to the front as circum- stances demanded. They were, in fact, central or wholesale Union establishments, to furnish regimental sutlers, stocked with everything that could be required, having tasteful bar-rooms attached, in which were sold champagne, and all sorts of expensive wines and liquors. The fatigued and dusty men hitched their horses and entered, without ceremony, but were so unprepos- sessing and unpresentable, that all present rose, including several field officers who had trotted to the rear " to spend the day " convivially. " Brandy, gentlemen ! " in- quired the fat proprietor, urbanely — " cer- tainly ! " and presenting decanters, the new comers began to imbibe freely. " Might I inquire to what cavalry you be- long, gentlemen ? " asked the proprietor, acutely surveying their dusty figures, from head to foot. " We ? " answered one, lay- in "• his violent hands on a box of Havan- nas, and emptying the decanter, " oh ! we are Maryland cavalry, just arrived ; anew regiment raised in Baltimore, just returned on a scouting party after the rebel Stuart ! " " Stuart, eh ? You don't mean to say that he is in our lines ; do you ? Well, let him come, that's all, and, although I'm not in the army, I'll show him a thing or two ; just see if I don't ! " And as his eye glanced over a fine case of revolvers ex- posed for sale, he seemed as valiant as Ajax. The rest of the company were dressed too finely to shake hands with the dusty strangers, so Smoked and talked apart, in dignified reserve. Hearing the approach of a squadron, the cavalry troop- ers went to the door, and the landlord pre- pared bottles and glasses for his expected visitors. " Are these coming some of your party, gentlemen ? " " Yes," was the re- ply, " and as 'tis no use fooling any more, we are Stuart's cavalry." All present were struck dumb with astonishment, but were soon disarmed and made prisoners. OfQ.cial Likeness of President Lrincoln. Just before Mr. Lincohi was put for- ward as a candidate for the presidency, a friend fell into conversation with him upon the photographs of his face then before the public, and a regret was expressed to him that none had been found that did him justice. He laughingly suggested that it might not be desirable to have "justice" done to such forbidding features as his, but added that a likeness taken in Springfield a few days before was, in his judgment, and that of his friends, the best ever had. Of that his friend procured four copies, and subsequently asked Mr. Lincoln to append to each his autograph and the date, which he did with apparent pleasure, calling for a pen and ink, and writing upon his knee. Of these pictures, which were the first taken after he had allowed his beard to grow, and the first to give those that had not seen Iiim a belief that he was not " horrid ugly," three were distributed to friends, and from one of them the head of Mr. Lincoln upon the ten dollar Treasury Note was engraved — which may be called the official likeness of the Western President. PART VTT— nilHISTlAN AND SANITARY COMMISSIONS. PAET SEVENTH. ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION— DOMESTIC, MORAL, WOMANLY, SANITARY, AFFECTIONAL, MATRIMONIAL, ROMANTIC, ETC. Exhibition of Personal Tkaits, — Benevolence, Generosity, Courtesy, Magnanimi- ty, &c. Illustrations of the Home Affections and Household Attachments ; Female Soldiers; Regimental Pets; Marriages in Camp; Words and Deeds of Loyal Women; Rancor and Criminalities of Female Secessionists; Hospital Patients; Ministrations to the Sick and Wounded; Bogus Invalids; Partings, Reunions, Bereavements, Burials; Touching Death-Bed Scenes, — Last Words. Mementoes, Keepsakes and Souvenirs ; Prison Contacts, Companions, and Hor- rors ; Sayings and Doings of Chaplains ; Genialities, Caricatures, Pathos, Fan- cies AND Realities, &c., &c. " Sisters, faithful to your vow, Smooth his limbs and cool his brow : Peace 1 his soul is passing now — Gently I gently ! " " He talked of his mother far away, And he talked of his gentle wife. When the fever frenzied his burning head, And loosened his hold of Ufe " This flag graced my wedding table, and I love it, and every soldier that fights for it. — Union Lady in Pensatola. The highest duty of a soldier is to be a Christian. — General Mitchell to his troops. It isn't much I want ; only that you will get something soft to put under my head ; this rail is so hard, it has almost worn off my poor scalp — Wounded Soldier on the Gettysburg battle-field. Colonel Farrar "Winding up a Dance. olonel Farrar, com- manding at Vidalia, Mississippi, learned one afternoon throu' a lady, that a mili- tary ball was to be given that night at a Mr. Johnston's plan- tation, on Black riv- er, thirty-three miles distant. Unfortu- nately, the Colonel's mounted force was on the Natchez side, having been scouting, and it was then too late to undertake to ■ cross them to the Louisiana side. I Detarmined, however, not to let such an opportunity slip, he hastily mounted ten men of the Thirtieth Missouri infantry, and twenty-five of the Second Missis- sippi heavy artillery, then on duty at that post, and with them, though not an invited guest, the gallant Colonel started for the scene of festivity. The route pursued led directly through a swamp, which being partially covered with water, rendered a rapid movement almost impossible. Nothing daunted, the little band pushed on, and by four o'clock in the morning, ('tis the early bird catches the worm,) had approached within half a mile of the house. Here, dismounting, they moved cautiously along the unguard' 618 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, ed road to within a few rods of the scene of mirth and merriment. The bx'illiant lights which gleamed so cheerily from the windows, the lightsome forms flitting to and fro, and the sweet cadence of the mu- sic, told that all went merrily within. To rush through the gateway and sur- round the mansion was the work of but a moment. Colonel Farrar and Captain Orgue dashing into the house, pistol in hand, demanded the surrender of every Confederate officer and soldier there. They did this — it almost passes belief! — followed by a squad of the rebels' own countrymen and brothers from the Second Mississi|)pi heavy Artillery of African de- scent ! Of course the Confederacy surren- dered. Miss Brownlow, Now, the Colonel, viuiversally known to be a man not less gallant tlian brave, not wishing to spoil the fun of such a pleasant party too abruptly, kindly requested the guests to continue the dance. The music once more struck up ; and not yet being too old for a little of such exhilarating enjoyment, the Colonel himself graciously led upon the floor a fair and blushing daughter of the South, and with her was soon lost in the dizzy mazes of the dance. Daybreak warned the little party of the danger of delay. The prisoners were hastily mounted on their own good steeds, adieus were given to their disconsolate friends, and each, with a sable guard by his side, commenced their northern jour- ney, convinced, doubtless, with the poet, that " each pleasure has its poison too, and every sweet a snare." One can not help being reminded, by this ' military ball ' of Mississippi secession belles, of that other military ' ball ' with which the noble- hearted Tennessee belle. Miss Brownlow, stood in readiness to entertain a certain ' party' at her father's house, if they dared to desecrate the flag of her country ! A portrait of this glorious Avoman adorns these pages. ♦ Beautiful but Dead, on the Field of Honor. After the battle of Stone Bridge, a staff- officer rode out next day to view the ground, and passed piles of dead in vari- ous directions. Under a large tree, a body was seen lying, very handsomely dressed* with a fancy sword, and a handkerchief over the face. Attractiu'i; the officer's cu- lieautifiil but Dead. riosity, he stopped, and removing the hand- kerchief, there was revealed to him one of the handsomest faces he ever met with; — that of a boy not more than twelve or fourteen years old. His appearance and dress indicated high position, like that of temporary aid to some general officer To ascertain who he was, his pockets were DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 519 examined, in which was a Testament, hav- ing the inscription — "James Simmons, New York. From his loving mother. My son, remember thy Creator in the days of thy youth." The officer wished very much to take the body away, but being six miles from quar- ters and on horseback, it was impossible. Radiant and serene, almost beyond de- scription, was the countenance of that youthful soldier, bespeaking the fact that once, within that fair and winsome casket, was a spirit as bright and pure as the stars. But there lay his face and form of youthful loveliness, soon to change to de- cay and otfensiveness. " Thou makest his beauty to consume away like the moth." Such was some of the " blood " which con- spirators declared they would " sprinkle in the face of the nation ! " "That is my Brother." Colonel Kinney, of the Fifty-sixth Ohio regiment, was an observer of one of those strange and melancholy scenes which the " That is my Brother." ' fortunes ' of war not unfrequently bring to pass. As he was riding along the two after the surrender, and while many of the dead were still lying unburied, he noticed before him a private in his regi- ment, named Bowman, strolling along. As he came up, he observed the latter suddenly start back, with agony depicted in his countenance, as if transfixed at the sight of a body before him. Approaching nearer, the Colonel asked him what it was surprised him, and added that he supposed he would have become accustomed to see- ing dead bodies by this time. Turning to his inquirer, with an expression on his face such as only a discovery like this could produce, and pointing to the body, he replied, " Colonel ! tliat is my brother ! " His brother had been a resident of Ten- nessee, and had joined the Confederate army, but he had no knowledge of his whereabouts, or any thought of his being one of the victims of the bloody conflict, until he thus accidentally stumbled across his dead body. Procuring a blanket, and the assistance of some comrades, he wrap- ped him in it, and buried him tenderly in the spot where he had fallen. Miss N 's Copy of Byron, and the Rebel Sergeant. On the Confederate troops possessing themselves of the town of Martinsburg, in August, 1864, they divided themselves into small squads or "messes," as they called them, and entering the houses of the Union people, ordered dinner, and, Avhile the repast was being prepared, they ran- sacked bureaus and wardrobes, relieving them of such jewelry, ornaments, and ne- cessaries, as they could conveniently carry off. One of these messes paid a visit to a house where, after helping themselves to many other things, a sergeant seized an elegantly bound volume of Byion belong- ing to Miss N , which had been presented to her by a friend in London. On the clasp, which was of gold, was ei> sraved the name of the donor and donee. breastworks of Fort Donelson, a day or ! Miss N begged the sergeant not to 520 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION cany it away, telling him how greatly she prized it, not on account of its intrinsic wor.h — though that of course was consid- erable, — but as a token from a friend. Perceiving that the sergeant did not heed her entreaties, she drew from her finger a diamond ring, which she assured him was of greater value than the book, while he could carry it away with less trouble, and offered it to him if he would leave her keepsake. But the sergeant was inexora- ble. At length he proposed that if she would read to his " mess " four certain Cantos from Don Juan, he would give her back the book. The young lady did not resent the insult with a disdainful curl of the lip or angry flash of the eye, but gently, almost kindly, said, " Sergeant, you surely have no sister, and I fear you Ibrget that you ever had a mother, or you would not so insult an unprotected woman. But, sir, you shall not steal my book — I give it to you ; take it and go." And the callous sergeant, laugliing at the rebuke he had received, made off with his booty, first making an offer, in his most enticing words and manner, but un- successfully, to leave the book if the young lady would kiss him — the roue ! Iffilitaxy Monomania of a Brooklyn G-irl. Quite a remarkable case of monomania — military, occurred in the army of the west, in the career of a young lady from Brooklyn, N. Y., about nineteen years of age. She became inspired with the idea that she was a second and modern Joan of Arc, called by Providence to lead the armies of the Union to certain victory in saving the life of the nation against its foes. The hallucination acquired great hold upon her mind, and a change of scene being suggested by her physician, she was carried to Ann Arbor, Michigan. Her mania, however, instead of diminish- ing, as was expected, increased until it was found necessaiy to confine her to her apartment. She, however, succeeded in making her escape, went to Detroit, where she joined the drum corps of a Michigan regiment, her sex known only to herself, and succeeded in getting witli her regi- ment to the Army of the Cumberland. How the poor girl survived the hardships of the Kentucky campaign, where strong men fell in numbers, must forever remain a mystery. The regiment to which she was attached had a place in the di\4sion of the gallant Van Cleve, and during the bloody battle of Lookout Mountain, the fair girl fell, pierced in the left side by a Minie ball, and when borne to the surgeon's tent her sex Avas discovered. She was told by the surgeon that her Avound Avas mortal, and he advised her to give her name, in order that her family might be informed of her fote. This slie finally, though reluctantly, consented to do, and the Colonel of the regiment, although suffermg himself from a painful Avound, became inter6sted in her behalf, and prevailed upon her to let him send a dispatch to her father. This she dictated in the following manner : " Mr. , No. — Willoughby street, Brooklyn. Forgive your dying daughter. I have but a few moments to live. My native soil drinks my blood. I expected to de- liver my country, but the fates AA^ould not have it so. I am content to die. Pray, pa, forgive me. Tell ma to kiss my da- guerreotype, Emily. P. S. — Give my gold Avatch to little Eph." (The youngest brother of the dying girl.) The poor girl Avas buried on the field on Avhich she fell in the service of her country, which, in the mania of her patri- otic feeling she fondly hoped to save. ForeshadoAvings of their Fate: A Brave Trio. It Avould seem as if EllsAvorth, Lyon, and Baker, saAv the black plumes of the Death Angel in the path before them. Though as live a man as ever breathed. DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC. 521 the dauntless Ellsworth penned a solemn farewell to his j)arents, in the dead of the last midnight that he ever watched. The brave Lyon, too, exhibited a strange and reckless bewilderment, on that disastrous day when his gallant heart Avas breaking under the double conviction that death had marked him, and the government had forgotten him. Colonel Baker for several days w^as oppressed by this overhanging consciousness. He became as restless as an eagle in lus camp. He came down to Washmgton and settled all his affairs. He went to say farewell to the family of the President. A lady — who in her high position w^as still gracefully mindful of early friendships — gave him a bouquet of late flowers. As he took them he said, quietly, and with a pensive eye i-esting upon the sweet and fragile blo.^soms, — " Very beautiful ! These Jloivers and my memory will wither together ! " At night he hastily reviewed his papers. He indicated upon each its proper disposi- tion " in case 1 should not return." He pressed with quiet earnestness upon his friend, Colonel Webb, who, however, deprecated such ghostly instructions, the measures which might become necessary in regard to the resting-place of his mortal remains. All this without any ostentation. He performed these various offices with the quiet coolness of a soldier and a man of affairs, then mounted his horse and rode gaily away to liis death. Every man in that ill-starred struggle to which he hast- ened fought as bravely as if victory were^ really among possibilities. Their duty was to stand there until they were ordered away. Death was merely an incident of the performance of that duty; and the coolest man there was the Colonel com- manding. He talked hopefully and cheer- ily to his men, even while his heart w^as sinking w'ith the sun, and the grim pres- ence of disaster and ruin was before him. He was ten paces in their front, where all might see him and take pattern by him. He carried his left hand nonchalantly in liis breast, and criticised the firing as quietly as if on parade, saying, " Lower, boys ! Steady, there ! Keep cool now and fire low, and the day is ours ! " All at once, as if moved by one impulse, a sudden sheet of fire burst from the curved covert of the enemy, and Edward Dickinson Baker was promoted, by one grand brevet of the God of Battles, above the acclaim of the field, above the applause of the world, to the heaven of the mai'tyr and the hero. But the flowers were still beauteous and fragrant, as will ever be the memory of this most gallant soldier and of his brave compeers, Ellsworth, Lyon, and the long procession of martyr patriots. Tracts vs. PoTind Cake. A secession lady visited the hospital at Nashville one morning w^itn a negro serv- ant, who carried a large basket on his arm, covered with a white linen cloth. She approached a German and accosted him thus : " Are you a good Union man ? " " I ish dat," was the laconic reply of tlie German, at the same time casting a hope- ful glance at the basket aforesaid. " That is all I wanted to know," replied the lady, and beckoning to the negro to follow, she passed to the opposite side of the room, where a Confederate soldier lay, and asked him the same question, to which he very promptly replied : " Not by a sight. The lady thereupon uncov- ered the basket and laid out a bottle of wine, mince pies, pound cake, and other delicacies, which Avere greedily devoured in the presence of the soldiers, who felt somewhat indignant at such un-Samaritan- like conduct. On the following morning however, an- other lady made her appearance Avith a large covered basket, and she also accosted our German friend, and desired to know if he was a Union man. " I ish, by Got ; I no care what you got ; I bese Union." 622 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. The lady set the basket on the table, and our German friend thought the truth had availed in this case, if it did not in the other. But imagine the length of the poor fellow's countenance when the lady uncovered the basket, and presented him Tracts vs. Pound Cake. with about a bushel of tracts. He shook his head dolefully and said ; " I no read English, and, beside, dat rebel on 'se oder side of 'se house need tern so more as me." The lady distributed them and left. Not long afterwards along came another richly dressed lady, who propounded the same question to the German. He stood gazing at the basket, apparently at a loss for a reply. At length he answered her in Yankee style, as follows : " By Got, you no got me dis time ; vat you got mit the basket?" The lady required an unequivocal reply to her question, and was about to move on when Teuton shouted out — " If you got tracts I bese Union ; but if you got mince pie mit pound cake unt vine, I be secesh like de tibel." Confederate soldiers gave loose play to all manner of indignities toward the slain. They stripped their bodies, and shot per- sons who came near the battlefield to show any attention to the dead. The body of a little drummer boy was left naked and exposed. Near by in an humble house, there were two young girls, the eldest but sixteen, who resolved to give the body a decent burial. They took the night for their task. With hammer and nails in hand, and boards on their shoulders, they sought the place where the body of the dead drummer boy lay. From their own scanty wardrobe they clothed the body for the grave. With their own hands they made a rude coffin, in which they tenderly put the dead body. They dug the grave and lowered the body into it, and covered it over. The noise of the hammering brought some of the rebels to the spot. The sight was too much for them. Not a ■word was spoken, no one interfered, and when the sacred rites of the burial were performed, all separated, and the little drummer boy lay in undisturbed rest in the grave dug by gentle maidens' hands on the battle field. Such tenderness and devotion deserve to run along the line of coming generations with the story of the woman who broke the alabaster box on the loved head of the Saviour, and with her who of her penury cast her two mites into the treasury. Tender Burial of a Union Drummer Boy by Two Gii-ls. After the Battle of Bean Station, the Talk with a Pretty Secession Miss. While stopping at a certain town in Georgia, a Union man on public business found himself, on the invitation of a friend, sitting at meat not only ^vith Republicans and shmers, but also with rebels. A young lady did the honors of the table most gracefully, taking great pains in pouring out the essence of Java into cups of china to display to good advantage the daintiest taper fingers in the Avorld. Withal she was very pretty. The usual table talk began, when the friend referred to, who well understood DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC 523 her secession proclivities, turned to her, and pleasantly remarked : " Mr. , my friend and our guest, has relatives in the South — two brothers in the rebel army." " Is that true ? Tliey are fighting in a good cause," she said spiritedly. "No doubt they think so," he simply replied, hoping to avoid the discussion of an unpleasant subject ; but in this he was doomed to be disappointed. " How can you, Mr. , fight against them ? " she continued half angrily. " I am not fighting or willing to fight against relatives," he rejoined, " but, for a principle — a flag — a government. Nor am I in the loyal army because I hate the South, for in my opinion that man who can not rise above sectional animosities is not equal to the emergency ! One can give no greater proof that he loves his whole country than that he is willing to die for its salvation." A warm discussion after the usual sort ensued, at which the young lady became angry at everybody in general, and her guest in particular — who, however, neither spoke nor wished any harm to her, any Alexander It. Stephens. way. And when, a few days afterwards, her brother was caught in the act of burn- ing a railroad bridge, and she could be seen in her despair, imploringly asking, " Will the authorities hang him, my poor. dear brother? " that same denounced guest was on hand to offer her his heartfelt sym- pathy. Sequel : That bright young secession miss, so warm an advocate of Soutliern rights, subsequently married a full-blooded Yankee officer ! Bravo! Like Vice-Presi- dent Stephens, foremost among Georgia's political law givers, but who so eloquently defended the Union at the first breaking out of secession, then turned a complete summerset the other way, and when last heard from was re-advocating the Union cause, — it is no wonder that similar gyra- tions should be performed by the other sex. To make up for the loss of her pretty phiz, in a pictorial sense, that of Stephens will at least afford as much food for study, physiologically considered. General O.'s Stem Particularity as to his Nig-ht Wardrobe. After the advent of General Logan's splendid corps at Huntsville, the rooms in the principal hotels were quite in demand. A beautiful and accomplished actress had been staying for a while at the Huntsville Hotel, and in about a minute, minute-and- a-half, or two minutes, after she had va- cated her room, the gallant General O. was assigned to it by the landlord. The General, on examining his bed previ- ous to retiring, found a snowy robe de nuit neatly folded under his pillow, marked in delicate characters with the name of the fair owner. The chamber- maid was called and asked by the Gener- al, as he held up the pretty garment in his hand, " Do you know Mi^s ? " " Yes," answered the bewildered chamber- maid. " Then carry this to her Avith my compliments, and say General is not in the habit of sleeping with empty night-gowns." By a strange oversight, the funds of the Sanitary Fair held at , fell short considerably, in default of that snowy robe de nuit not having been on raffle, labelled with the General's stern refusal to have it in his night wardrobe. 624 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, Capt. Dickson's Ride with the Pretty Secesh. Captain Dickson, of the Ninth New York Cavahy, while at the sunny South, came across an out-and-out ' s//ecesh ' land mermaid — though in the Captain the de- lectable creature met her match. He was directed to escort said dangerous damsel abruptly before Little Mac." After a little pause, Lady (resuming) — "You did'nt make much out of Vicksburg ? " Captain — " Oh, we only attracted your attention there, while our troops took a little post of eight thousand men in Ar- of eighteen or twenty summers, outside kansas ! " of the Union hues. Having several miles Lady (changing the attack) — " You are to ride in company, the conversation nat- ' going to cross now at Richard's Ferry ? " urally was upon matters connected with Captain — " Yes." the war. She was good-looking, young. Lady — " I heard you were going to sarcastic, and a member in her mouth cross below Fredericksburg." evidently hung in the middle, which en- Captain — " Yes, Burnside says it is the abled her to talk with an astounding vol- most practicable." ubility. Having got fairly started on their The lady at this point, provoked and way — puzzeled beyond measure, exclaimed in " Well," says the little Miss, pertly, the most sarcastic manner imaginable, and " when are you going to Richmond ? You ' with correspondent expression of her pret^ did not succeed by the way of Fredericks- ty phiz, burg ? " I " I understand that if it remains muddy Captain — "No, that was only a. feint ; you are all going hack to Washington!" we are going to Richmond by the way of Captain (with provoking coolness) — Tennessee." " Yes ; I believe that is the latest order." The smirk that this answer caused ma- i The Captain, being a most redoubtable demoiselle to put on cannot be placed on wag, was one too much ibr Miss Secesh, paper. j and before they parted she frankly " owned Lady — " Your Colonel (Cesnola) want- up " to that much, ed to take me prisoner ; I would not like to be a prisoner and live on hard tack and Material for the Novelist's Pen. pork as your soldiers do." There was in one of the Indiana regi- Captain (complacently) — " Don't know ments a young girl who did soldier's ser- about that ; we could feed you well ; we vice for the space of two years, and all are daily supplied with cotton and other under the most peculiar circumstances, — delicacies of the season ; " naively allud- never until the last disclosing her sex. ing to the provisions brought in by forag- Having, at the end of the period named, ing parties, from whose daily visits the got tired of the rough and arduous life lady herself had suffered as much as any she was leading, she procured a supply of one. Another smirk of her pretty face feminine apparel, and arraying herself and a toss of the head was the only reply, therein, set off for home, after calling on Captain — "Under Pope we managed her Colonel, telling who she was and bid- to live well." ding him good-bye — leaving him ftnd mU Lady — "Yes ! (Dry emphatic) that old the rest of the officei-s, as well as the men. mean Pope ; I only wish he was in com- who became aware of her identity, utterly mand now, how we would run you back dumb with amazement. She had fought to Washington again ? " bravely, and had done her duty well, all Captain — " Yes, but it was a great pity through the two years she had been in the that your army had to leave Maryland so service, and had received two severe DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 525 wounds, but during all this period her sex was imdiscovered. Her reason for enter- ing: the service was that she migjht be near a young man whom she loved ; but he proving a coward, she became disgusted witli him, and then continued to serve in the liope that some friendly bullet would end her mihappy life. But finally becom- ing cured of her love, romance and mis- authi'opy, she concluded to return to her- proper sphere in life and live like a ra- tional creature. Speedy Sealization of an Angry Wisli. A correspondent writing from the York- town peninsula tells the following : — While coram g from a scout this afternoon we call- ed at a house and found a couple of ladies, quite young, and one as handsome as a Hebe. They were secesh to the back- bone, and had each a " lovyer " in the rebel army ; one of them was at York- town, and only left the day before to pick his way back along the York river, and carry such information as he had gotten from us. The young lady showed us his photograph, a good looking Lieutenant, and hoped we should meet him face to face, that he might leave us for dead. "Oh," said she, "if all the Yankees were one man and I had a sword here, I should like to cut his throat ! " And she said it with a vim, too. We told her we would take good care of young Lieutenant Wliite, and see that Miss Flo- rill had an opportunity to change her name after the battle was over, hoping for an invitation to the wedding, and as she had called me the ' Divine,' or chaplain of the regiment, I proposed to marry them. " Never," said she ; " I hope he will come home dead before you shall take Yorktown. I would wade in blood up to my knees to bury his body." She spoke of poison in a glass of water we drank, but I replied that " one look of her angel face, one smile from her lovely features would be an antidote to the rank- est poison." " Yes," she replied, " and to your hatred of the South, too." The flirtation nearly made her in favor of ' Union ' and us the more so. But we had not gone far when we observed a com- pany of soldiers approaching, who brought with them the ' lovyer ' — a corpse ujwn a litter, returning to his sweetheart. He had been shot while trying to avoid the quick eye of our sharpshooters, near a house upon the York river shore, where his father had resided, and where a negro informed the soldier that his mother and sister were at the house where we had been in con- versation with the ladies, one of whom was his sister, and our soldiers had, after receiving orders, carried him to be buried. We did not mar the sorrow of the rela- tives by stopping to witness the reception of the body. Her hasty wish that he might ' come home dead ' was speedily and sadly realized Kentucky's Joan d' Arc. A marauding band of secessionists in Kentucky, on their way to Mount Sterling, stopped at the house of a Mr. Oldom, and, he being absent at the time, plundered him of all his horses, and among them a valuable one belonging to his daughter Cornelia. She resisted the outrage as long as she could, but finding all her eflbrts in vain, she sprang upon another horse and started post haste toward the town to give the alarm. Her first animal gave out, Avhen she seized another, and meeting the messenger from Middletown, she sent him as fast as his horse could carry him to con- vey the necessary warning to Mount Sterling where he arrived most opportune- ly. Miss Oldom then retraced her Avay toward home, taking with her a double- barreled shot-gun. She found a pair of saddle-bags on the road, belonging to a Confederate officer, which contained a pair of revolvers, and soon she came up with the advancing marauders, and ordered them to halt. Perceiving that one of the 526 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, thieves rode her horse, she ordered him to surrender the animal ; this he refused, and finding that persuasion would not gain her ends, she levelled the shot-gun at the rider, commanding him, as Damon did the traveler, " down from his horse," and threatened to fire if he did not comply. Her indomitable spirit at last prevailed, and the robbers, seeing something in her eye that spoke a terrible menace, surren- dered her favorite steed. When She had regained his back, and patted him on the neck, he gave a neigh of mingled recog- nition and triumph, and she turned his head homeward and cantered off as leis- urely as if she were taking her morning exercise. • Elizabeth Comstock and the Dsmig- Soldier. Elizabeth Comstock, a lady of English birth, and a resident of Michigan, is an eloquent preacher of the Society of Friends. For some years she had devot- Eliz Comstock and the Dying Soldier. ed herself particularly to visiting prisons and hospitals, and with the self-denying spirit of a Ho .vard or a Fry, has minis- tered to the suffering inmates. She was in attendance at the Yearly Meeting of Friends, at Newport, Rhode Island, in 1864, and at the close it was urged to visit Salem and spend Fast Day with friends there. This invitation she declined, say- ing that there were no hospitals or prisons there, and to these wa.s her mission. Soon after, however, yielding to a strong im- pression upon her own mind, that it was her duty, she announced that she would go. She attended Friends' Meeting and preached, her subject being " the value of early religious training." Illustrative of this, she related the following touching in- cident : — Soon after the terrible battle of Fred- ericksburg, she visited one of the hospi- tals in the vicinity of Washington, going from ward to ward, and from cot to cot, comforting and consoling the wounded sufferers. Upon one bed lay a young man, with eyes closed, and apparently in- sensible. The attendant remarked that it would be useless to speak to him, as he had been constantly delirious since his ar- rival, and had now relapsed into a death-like stupor. But the good lady, full of moth- erly, christian sympathy, stopped by the bedside, and repeated Dr. Watts's hymn, in her sweet tones : ' Jesus can make a dying bed ' Feel soft as downy pillows are,' &c. As she closed, the young man looked up, with an intelligent smile, and seeing the female form, said — " I knew you would come, mother, and speak to me of Jesus." By his side the good woman remained, till the youth's spirit left him, and catching his last accents on earth, " Mother, I am goin"; to Jesus." But the most remarkable part of this affecting story is to come. As the meeting broke up, and the Friends Avere leaving, the preacher's at- tention Avas arrested by a female face in the throng, and she remarked to a friend, " That must be the mother of the young soldier, of Avhom I spoke." They met, the preacher and the mother, and upon comparing notes, the fast was established, that it was the son of that mother, to DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 527 wlioin good Elizabeth Comstock had min- i8tered in his dying hour, and had tliiis brought to her the first knowledge of that son's death. Perhaps none but a parent can imagine the consolation thus given by the assurance that, in his dying hour, the young soldier thought of his mothei', and coupled her name Avith that of the Saviour, whom she had taught him to revere. Who shall say, that the Good Spirit did not lead Elizabeth Comstock, out of her chosen path of labor, to carry comfort to the heart of that Salem mother ? Music in the Hospital. A young lady was heard to say, " I wish I could do something for my country ; I would willingly become a nurse in a hos- pital, but I have not the physical strength. What can I do ? " " You can sing," a friend replied. " Yes, I can sing, but what of that ? " " Go to one of the hospitals, and sing for the soldiers." The idea pleased her. She accompa- nied a friend who was long used to such visits, and who mtroduced her by saying to the patients : '' Here is a young lady who has come to sing for you." At the mere announcement, every face was aglow with animation, every eye was rivited upon her with expectant pleas- ure. She sang a few songs, commencing with the glorious " Star Spangled Ban- ner." As the thrilling notes of that song rang through the apartment, one poor man, who had been given up by the phy- sician as an almost hopeless case, raised himself in his cot, leaned his head upon his hand, and drank in every note like so much nectar. The effect was electrical. From that moment he began to amend, and finally recovered. ing upon it the following endorsement; "Til is bill was paid for one plate of ice cream in Jersey City, at a fair for the benefit of sick and Avounded soldiers, by J. A., Esq., April 11, 1863. H. M. H." This raised the little query, " How much I change did J. A. get ? or, if he did not ' receive any, then who is J. A ? " Well, 1 there was, it seems, a fair at Jersey City, : for the benefit of sick and wonnded sol- diers ; and among other things provided by the benevolent ladies in charge was a bountiful supply of ice cream. In the course of the evening a well known and excellent gentleman called for a plate of the cream, ate it, and laid down a five hundred dollar treasury note in payment. The lady from whom he liad procured the delicacy was thunderstruck — declaring her utter inability to make the change. '' Never mind the change ! " said the gentleman, and walked away. The gentleman who chose this pleasant mode of contributing to a noble cause was ]Mr. Jolm Armstrong, of Jersey City. Five Hvmdred Dollars for a Plate of Cream. A treasury note for five hundred dollars was sent to the United States Treasury at Washington, for redemption, in 1863, hav- Two made One : the Sergeant and the Daughter of the Reg-iment. The marriage of a favorite Massachu- setts sergeant with the " daughter of the regiment " constituted one of those pleas- ant episodes in militfiry life which every body loves to witness or see chronicled. Says 'Carleton,' that admirable delineator. Six bold riflemen, clad in blue, \d\\\ scarlet doublets over the left shoulder, and bearing blazing torches, six glittering Zouaves, with brilliant trappings sparkling in the light ; and tljen the b.ollow square, Avhere march the bridegroom -and bride; then seven rows of six grcKimsmen in a row, all armed cop-a-pie, with burnished weapons, flashing back the lustre of the Zouave uniform ; and all around the grand regiment darkening the white tent-folds, as their ruddy faces were but half dis- closed betw^een the red and yellow glare of the fires, and the soft, silver light of the May moon. 528 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. Marching thus, preceded by the two files of sixes, and followed by the glitter- ing rows of groomsmen, the little cortege moved out of the great tent on the edge of the circle, and went slowly, amid the bold strains of the " Midsummer Night's Dream," toward the regimental chaplain. The bride was fair-haired, blue-eyed, rosy-cheeked, darkened in their hue by exposure to the sun, and in just the dress worn by les jilles du regiment. She was formed in that athletic mould which dis- tinguishes the Amazon from her opposite extreme of frailty. She was, in a word, a young girl apparently about eighteen years of age, with clear, courageous eye, quivering lip, and soldierly tread. The bridegroom was of the same san- guine, Germanic temperament, as the bride, and full six feet in height ; dresS' — a cocked hat, with blue phnne, dark blue frock, with bright scarlet blanket, tartan fashion over the shoulder, and small SAVord, — looking every inch a hero. And there they stood before the regimental chaplain, with his robe and surplice and great book, amid the stare of a thousand anxious hearts, and to the music of glorious old Mendelsohn. The music ceased ; and tlien a silence, succeeded by the clear voice of the preacher — a few short words, a few heart-felt prayers, the formal legal ceremo- nial, and the happy " amen." It was done. The pair were man and wife. The grooms- people formed a hollow square around the newly-wedded couple. In one corner a gateway was left for tlie entrance of the men. Then came one by one the mem- bers of that troop, with a kind word each, as each touched the bride lightly on the cheek, and grasped the bridegroom heartily by the hand — of one the sworn fathers, of the other the friends and brothers, com- rades in arms. The drums rolled forth again ! Anna Mauley, the Baltimore Heroine. The band of the Sixth Massachusetts regiment that left Boston, numbered twen- ty-four men, who, with their musical in- struments, occupied a car by themselves from Philadelphia to Baltimore. By some accident, this car got switched off at Can- ton Depot, so that instead of being the first, it was left in the rear of all the others, and after the attack had been made by the mob upon the soldiers, they came furiously upon this car of unarmed men, assailing them violently with stones and other missiles, wounding some severely, and demolishing their instruments. Some of the miscreants jumped upon the roof of the car, and, with a bar of iron, beat a hole through it, while others called for powder to blow the whole concern up. The poor fellows had now to jump out and meet their fiendish assailants hand to hand. They were at once stoned furiously, and ran swiftly through the crowd, fight- ing their way along, and going they knew not where. As they were thus fleeing at random through the streets, a rough look- ing man suddenly jumped in front of their leader, and exclaimed, " This way, boys ! this way ! " It was the first friendly voice they had heard since entering Baltimore ; their new guide took them up a narrow court, where they found an open door, into which they rushed, being met inside by a powerful looking woman, who grasped each one by the hand and directed them up stairs. The last of their number was knocked senseless just as he was entering the door, by a stone, which struck him on the head, but the woman who had welcomed them, immediately caught up their fallen com- rade, and carried him in her arms up the stairs. " Jo?< are perfectly safe here, hoys" said the Amazon, who directly proceeded to wash and bind up their wounds. After having done this she procured them food, and then told them to strip off their uniforms, and put on the clothes she had brought them, — a motley assortment of baize jackets, ragged coats, and old trowsers. Thus equipped, they were enabled to go out in DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 529 search of their companions, without dan- ger of attack from the Plug Uglies and Blood Tubs. They then learned the particulars of the attack on the soldiers and of their escape, and saw lying at the station the two men who had been killed, and the others that were wounded. On going back to the house where they were so humanely treated, they found that their clothes had been carefully tied up, and with their battered instruments had been sent to the depot of tlie Philadelphia rail- road, where they were advised to go themselves. They did not long hesitate, but started in the next train, and arrived in Philadelphia just in time to meet the Eighth regiment of Massachusetts Volun- teers, under command of General Butler, who told them to hasten back to the Old Bay State to show their battered faces and broken limbs, and that they should yet come back and play " Hail Columbia " in the streets of Baltimore, where they had been so inhumanly assaulted. The noble-hearted woman who rescued these men, dressed their wounds, fed them at her own cost, and sent them back in safe- ty to their homes, was a well-known public character in Baltimore — an outcast, accord- ing to the verdict of Christian society ; but she was a true heroine, nevertheless, and entitled to the grateful consideration of the country. ''Amia Manley " is the name by which she has been known in the city of Blood Tubs. Love and Treason. A young man, belonging to one of the Tennessee regiments — he held the rank of First Lieutenant in his company — re- ceived a mortal wound in the Fort Donel- son conflict. This young officer Avas a native of Harrisburg, Penn., and had re- sided there until the autumn of 1859, when he went to Columbia, Tenn., and there engaged in the practice of law with considerable success. While in Tennessee he became ac- 33 quaintcd with and enamored of a young lady of culture and fortune, a distant rela- tive of General Pillow, and was soon en- gaged to marry her. The love-stream of the young couple flowed smoothly enough until the fall of Sumter and the secession of Tennessee, when the affianced husband, a strong advocate for the Union, returned home, designing to wed after the troubles were over. The betrothed pair corres- ponded regularly ; but, some weeks after the lover had gone to Harrisburg, the girl, who had suddenly grown a violent seces- sionist, informed him that she woidd not become his wife unless he would enlist in the rebel service and fight for the inde- pendence of the South. The young man was exceedingly loth to take such a course, and remonstrated with his beloved to no purpose, — and at last, in the blindness of his attachment, and the goading selfishness of passion, he informed his parents of his intention to win his mistress on the tented field ; the field of his country's enemies. In vain they endeavored to dissuade him from such a resolution. He went to Tennessee, raised a company, received the congratu- lations of his traitorous friends, and the copious caresses of his charming tempter. The Lieutenant proceeded to Donelson, in December, and, a few days before the fight, heard that his betrothed was the wife of another ! His heart had never been in the cause, though it was in another's keep- ing ; and, stimg by remorse, and crushed by the perfidy of his mistress, he had no desire to live. Unwilling to desert on the field of battle the cause he had embraced, lest he might be charged with cowardice, he resolved to lose that existence that had become unbearable to him ; and in the thickest of the fight, while seeking death without endeavoring to inflict it, he re- ceived a mortal wound. Those who have not read " Edmund Kirke's " marvelous delineations of life and character in the midst of " the institu- ' tion," have yet to feast themselves from 530 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION one of the rarest of literary dishes yet served up. ' Uncle Tom's Cabin ' can not compare with it in point of originality, freshness, pathos, and sparkling narrative ; and the same remark is applicable to his later sketclies of the scenes and localities of tlie war. Flowers from Lowly Hands for the Fallen Brave. The killing of the brave and accom- plished Captain Howard Dwight, by the hands of guerrillas, was an event which brought sorrow to many a heart, and de- prived the nation of one of the most gal- lant and trusty officers. After he fell, his body was taken to New Orleans, and borne to his former residence there, to await the departure of a steamer which should trans- port it to his home in Massachusetts. A guard of men detailed for the purpose, from the Forty-seventh Massachusetts regiment of volunteers, was placed around the house both day and night. The brother and immediate friends of the deceased wrapped the coffin in the American flag, and covered it with flowei'S. These arrangements being concluded, they left the apartment and retired for the night. When, on the next morning, the afflicted brother entered the room again, a scene presented itself which showed that there were others besides the immediate friends who sought to pay their tribute of respect to the memory of the fallen hero. Members of " the Union Association of Colored Women" had visited the room early in the morning. Tln^y had brought white linen with which they had covered the furniture of the room, and upon which they had sewed green leaves. They had filled the room and covered the coffin with the freshest and sweetest flowers, made into wreaths and bouquets. They had made the scene one upon which the eye rested with delight. Each morning this labor of love was repeated. At each re- turning dawn the faded flowers of tlie pre- vious day were removed, and those of fresh beauty and fragrance took their place. Before Lieutenant Dwight left New Orleans, on his sad mission, he attempted to express his thanks to those who had shown such tender care for him whom he mourned. He therefore said to one of their number, in tender gratitude for their loving offices to the departed : " I want to thank you, but I know not how to express my thanks." " You owe us no thanks," was the reply; "• Who are your friends, if we are not. All we ask of you is, that when you go home, you will tell the northern peojile how we feel, and say to them that we want our husbands and our sons to be allowed to fis;ht in this war." Medicinal Properties of Blankets Grloriously Illustrated. In the month of December, 1863, a Vermont regiment was encamped beyond Arlington Heights, in Virginia. The men of the regiment were brawny and robust, but protracted exposure had occasioned an unusual degree of sickness among them ; and application was made to the Sanitary Commission for supplies, medical and oth- erwise. The regiment, for some cause, had never been supplied with blankets, and many of the sick were consequently destitute of the most necessary protection from the cold. The wants of the men once discovered to tlie Sanitary Commis- sion, arrangements were immediately made to supply them, and in a day or two one hundred and fifty blankets were forward- ed ; blankets made and given, most of them, by the wives and sisters of volun- teers. In this regiment was a private — An- drews, he may be called, — a large, stal- wart fellow, who had been broken down by severe service, and was considered by all as beyond hope of recovery. He had behaved with marked bravery in eve- ry engagement in which his regiment had participated, and was a universal favorite DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC 531 among his comrades. Though naturally courageous and stout hearted, his physical prostration had seriously affected his mind, and he was full of despondency, expecting momentarily to die. When the supplies of the Sanitary Commission were con- veyed to the camp, the condition of this man Avas brought particularly to the atten- tion of the agent having them in charge. He, full of sympathy for the suffering fel- low, provided him with all possible com- forts, such as fruits, medicines, and agree- able food, adding to his supplies a sick blanket, which he carefully folded over the patient, as he lay on his hard, board bed. The following day, visiting the reg- imental camp a second time, the agent was met by the Colonel with the information that Andrews was much better, and prom- ised, after all, to recover. " Would you believe it," said the Colo- nel, "the sight of that blanket seemed to bring the fellow right back to life ; his whole manner brightened ; his very fin- gers grew nettlesome, clutching the blank- et with a very ecstacy of delight." The agent hurried to the sick man's tent, and found him, indeed, vastly im- proved. His face brightened as the agent approached, but he did not take his gaze from the bltmkets. Presently, pointing with his long, thin finger to a corner of the blanket, he whispered — " That, Sir, has been better medicine than all your hospital stuff. It has put new life into my veins ; if I'm ever a well man it'll be because God sent me this blanket." 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 Commission. The woman was poor, her home was humble, but she had a true heart, and having nothing else to give she had actually cut up the silk dress in which she was married, and applied it to the purpose in question. On one corner she had marked her name, and with that mark only had sent it on its mission, little dreaming what coincidence would attend that mission. The blanket, laid with ten- der hands over the soldier, immediately caught his eye ; the material seemed fa- miliar ; he had certainly seen it before, and that thought roused his whole nature. Presently, pulling up the corners to his face — he Avas too weak to i-aise himself — and passing the whole slowly before his eyes, he saw the name dearer to him than all the world besides ! In an instant the whole story of her sacrifice for the sol- diers' sake was daguerreotyped upon his thought. What wonder that, under the flood of memories which that moment came over him, SAveeping away all thoughts of self, all despondency and gloom, he grew hopeful again, realizing that he still had something to live for, and Avork to do — and all because of this precious gift ; a tonic Avhich 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 Avill be a be- liever in the medicinal qualities of blank- ets. We knoAv not the source of the above most touching narration, but it sounds so much like the beautiful and Avinsome de- lineations penned by Mr. Coffin, (" Carle- ton,") author of that Avidely circulated work " Days and Nights on the Battle- field," — contributed to the Boston Jour- nal — that Ave may safely cite that graphi- cally written volume as the repository of "■ more of the same sort." Dalliance and Treachery.— Lieutenant H. and Mrs. C. While the Federal army lay before Fredericksburg, in the early part of De- cember, the cavalry of the Left Grand Division picketed the country from Dum- fries toward the Rappahannock. The line had been marked out by a staff officer. 532 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. whose judgment in such matters was very questionable, and only the most incessant watchfulness could secure the advance posts from surprise and capture. A mul- titude of woodland roads diverged in every direction, so that cavalry forces could easily get into the rear of the Dalliance and Treachery. posts. The only thuig was to be ready to take advantage of the same intricacy to escape, and give the alarm. Every man must be alert to moimt and fight and retreat at a moment's notice. AVeapons must be at hand, and girths kept tight enough for service. Under these circumstances. Lieutenant Jacob H — , with sixteen men, was posted on the road leading from Stafford to Dum- fries ; his Captain, with even a smaller party, taking a position to support him. Now, there happened to live on that road close to picket head-quarters, a certain ]Mi'S. C — , the wife of a Captain in the rebel artillery. This lady was yoimg, and attractive enough to poor fellows in the army, cut off from all the charms of femi- nine society during most of the time. Then she was by necessity " a grass widow," and by inclination seemed ready to assume all the privileges of actual widowhood. So, like a spider waiting for prey, she dwelt there in her house, watching the movements of the Union soldiers. Presently Jacob, who had been loiter- ing round, thought that he had better see who lived in that house, and went gal- lantly up the hill. Mrs. C. was all smii'ks 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 pro- tect lier. She would be very happy if he could take his meals at her house, for then the men Avould feel that they must not disturb her, and she was sure that a gen- theman 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 Avas blun- dering. He accepted the invitation most cordially, thinking that he raus^t certainly have produced an impression. With an air of hospitality, jNIrs. C. then ordered her horse to be saddled, telling H. that she would go at once and provide a pair of chickens for dinner, her own having been all stolen. H. had already arrived at that point when he could see no objection to any thing which she proposed ; and, in the meantime, he kept up an animated conversation, saying many tender things, and casting many enamored glances at his hostess. Of course he tangled himself more and more in the web, letting her find out just what she wished to know, — she need not be afraid, — she would not meet any Federal troops ; his were the only ones in that neighborhood, and his pickets were placed in such and such directions. So she rode off, and he returned to his post. While he was thus away, his men, as will always be the case when an officer is not attentive, had removed their weap- DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 533 ons, and some had even taken off theii* saddles. H.'s mind was too n^uch engaged in thinking about the Uxdy 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 stem 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 con- dition. What the fascinating Mrs. C. had been doing may easily be conjectured. She had only to take a short ride to her neigh- bors, get the chickens, let fall infonnation of the Federal disposition, and return home as innocently as could be. The chickens had not been picked, however, before a clever negro was making his way with a note to the advance post of Gen- eral Hampton. The chickens Avere very tender, the lady tenderer, the Lieutenant tenderest of all. He sat for some time after dinner, describing his military career, his hopes and disappointments, meeting with a delicate sympathy which he had never before received. When they part- ed it was only to be till tea time, when the lady promised liim some music. Alas ! Jacob, even if he had had brains enough to think of his responsibilities, would have run the risk of capture in order to enjoy the society of a lady w^ho evidently appre- ciated his excellent qualities far better than the vulgar souls wdth whom he asso- ciated in the regiment. He had met with a congenial spirit, and he looked forward with delight to his three days of picket duty, from which he was generally inclined to hang back. He Avent over in thought all that he had said, and all that she had replied, and constructed an imaginary conversation for the evening which Avould be still more delightful. He wondered what songs she would sing, and thought of the comments he could subjoin to the most sentimental. In short, without know- ing it, Jacob was already in love. The tiy 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 Avas scared at Dumfries some time ago. I haA-e been Avaiting for you, and it is Aery ungallant in you to prefer her conversation to mine ! " H. hurried in, and AA'as soon sipping coffee, and thinking of nectar — though it had come from his own haversack origi- nally. The piano was then enlisted in the service, and Mrs. C. was singing some of her sweetest songs with much expres- sion. Suddenly she began to play a march Avith the full power of the instru- ment ; and it Avas not until some minutes had passed by that H. distinguished through the music the sound of the gal- loping of horse. Unfortunate Jacob ! His sword Avas in the supper room, Avhere he had left it as he sat down. He rushed for it, and bearing it in his hand made for the door. " I Avill 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 Avitnessed the charming Mrs. C. rush from the parlor into this officer's arms ; and he rnashed his teeth as several unmistakable kisses were given by those lips Avhich had ut- tered such gentle sounds for hira but a little while before ! Could he believe his eyes and ears ? She was actiuiUy laugh- ing at him, joined by her husband ! " Take good care of him, Charlie ! " she said : " You don't knoAv how dtmger- ous I found him." 6H THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, And the aforesaid Charlie, bowuig very low, thanked him in a tone of mock cour- tesy for the attention he had paid his wife ; assuring him that he would repay it by carrying him on a little visit to his own camp. Poor Jacob was overwhelmed bv tliese unexpected ' courtesies,' and could not find a word to reply. He was led off like a lamb ; and, escorted by three hundred Southern cavalry, made his first reconnoissance of his own picket line. What was worse, on being ex- changed he found that he had been summa- rily dismissed from service, with loss of 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. Samaritamsm of the Genuine Type. The " good Samaritan " is often lieard 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 over- coat put up over his cap to keep off any breath of air, while his thin hands were bare to the winter cold. Some one get out who sat next him ; immediately the place was taken by a man from the oppo- site side, who at once pulled off his own warm gloves and handed them to the sol- dier. The latter feebly attempted to de- cline them, but the other insisted, and he gratefully put them on, and looked at his well covered hands with a sigh of satis- faction. 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 ; lie asked where the sol- dier was going. The reply Avas, '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- est care, re-adjusted the cape of his coat over his head, and supported him to the sidewalk. The last seen of the stranger he was conducting the poor soldier down that street. God bless him. He was a noble specimen of the noble legions in the glorious Empire State, who, under the lead of that true hearted man, Governor Morgan, gave their treasure and blood to save the nation's life, and made their names memorable in the annals of victo- rious warfare. All honor to such a State — to her good Samaritans and soldiers — to her noble rulers ! Gov. E. D. Morgan, New York. "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 woni out, and death everywhere stalked rampant, with neither food nor medicine to bar his ap- proach. On one of the beds there lay a young officer, burning with fever. He had evi- dently 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, moth- er ! ' He was covered with a single DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 535 blanket — enough as long as disease was burning in his veins of fire — and his head rolled from side to side uneasily with the intense pain, vainly trying to find re- lief or rest, on the hard, unyielding knap- sack, which was his only pillow ; an attend- ant knelt by him and bathed his f^ice 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 ! " Xuptials in Camp: Maine and Maryland. When the Seventh Maine regiment" were encamped m Baltimore, in the sum- mer 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 con- sented, but about the time set for the mar- riage the regiment lefl 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 anptain of Clapp's company gave his consent, and they were married and had a tent to thentselves. But she was a foolish thing, and after a while the Colonel and Captain w'anted to get rid of her. It happened that Clapp was one of the men detached from his reg- iment to go on board the Western gun- boats. So his wife packed up and was going back to Baltimore. But, as luck would have it, when Clapp presented him- self at head-quarters, they wouldn't accept him, and sent him back to camp. When the time came for the regiment to leave camp, and it started on the advance, they all supposed that was the last they should see of the soldier's girl. But one fine day who should march into camp at its new quarters but Mrs. Clapp, dressed in full military suit, with knapsack on her back, and canteen and haversack by her side ! She was indeed a romantic feminine on a ' bender.' Her disguise was seen through at once, and she was sent to the guard house, to be from there sent back to Wash- ington. » Sixth Massachusetts Reg-iment'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 oppor- tunity of observing her pretty form and featui'es amid such novel surroundmgs. 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 dis- pensing among the unfortunate many a little delicacy, as well as going frequently through the streets of the camp with straw- berries, cherries, etc. Sometimes she dis- tributed as many as sixteen boxes to a company — the miarket-man, of course, driving his cart to each tent. The presentation speech accompanying the gift of the uniform, was made by Ser- geant Crowley, of Lowell. The " Daugh- ter " 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 ap- peared in her new and beautiful attire. Standing upon the green, with the beauti- ful silk banners on each side, she addressed the regiment as follows : — " Comrades — when you took me, a stran- ger, and adopted me as your daughter, I had but littJe idea of what you were doing, and what my duties were ; but having been in camp with you two months, and learned to know you all, I have learned to love you all, and I feel that you all love me, because there are none of you when we meet but have a kind word and a pleasant smile forme. And now that you have put me in uniform, I feel still more that I belong to you, and I will try never to forget it. But you do not expect me to talk, but, like this splendid treasure, which I shall prize as a remembrance to the last day of my life — which is full to relieve the parched lips of my sick and wounded comrades — so 536 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. shall my heart be a canteen full of love and sympathy for each and all of you. Com- rades, thank you — thank you — thank you." The little daughter delivered the speech in a very clear and distinct manner, and at its conclusion the regiment gave her three cheers and a " tiger," and escorted her to head-quarters. Amours and Fancies of tlie Camp. Shortly after the arrival of a certain Union regiment in the suburbs of Martins- burg, Va., the squad messing in one of the tents near a dwelling, were listeners to most beautiful music. The unknown vo- calist sang in tones so soft, so pathetic, and so melodious, that the volunteers strained their ears to drink in every note of the air. In daytime they went by squads past the dwelling, but saw no soul. Once they pursued a sylph-like figure to the very gate, but, alas ! she was not the lady sought for. And so they lived on, each night hearing the music repeated, Amours and Fancies of the Camp. and, when it ceased, am1)ition and worldly interest went out with them so that their dreams were filled with fancies of the un- seen face. One night, gathered together, the voice struck up again. " By jove," said one, " this is agonizing. I can't stand it. She must be discovered ! " A dozen eager voices took up tlie re- mark, and a certain amorous youth was delegated to reconnoiter the place. He crept on tiptoe toward the dwelling, leaped the garden pales, and finally, undiscovered, but very pallid and remorseful, gained the casement. Softly raising his head, he peeped within. The room was full of the music. He seemed to grow blind for the moment. Lo ! prone upon the kitchen hearth, sat the mysterious songstress — an ebony- hued negress, scouring the tin kettles ! • The soldiei-'s limbs sank beneath him, and the discovered, looking up, said, " Go 'way dar, won't ye, or I'll shy de fiyin' pan out o' de winder ! " The soldier left — but not to dream, perchance ! Contempt for Confederate Lines, Paroles, etc. The heroic conduct of Mrs. Ricketts, the wife of Captain James B. Ri(.'ketts, who Avas severely wounded at the battle of Bull Run, became the theme of much and deserved praise. Mrs. Ricketts pushed through the Confederate lines alone when she heard that her husband Avas captured by the enemy, and took her place witli him in the hospital, remaining there with wo- man's patience and constancy. When she arrived in Richmond, General Stuart asked her to sign a parole of honor. She con- temptously refused. He persisted in writ- ing it and handed her the document. She tore it up instantly, and carried the frag- ments to her husband. When Captain Ricketts was carried to Richmond, crowds flocked to see the brave commander of " Sherman's Battery," as they were accus- tomed to call it. Mrs. Doug-las's Noble Resistance to Southern Persuasion. It could very safely be asserted that few persons of the female sex were placed in a more trying political and personal po- sition, or sacrificed moi-e in the way of DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC. 537 devotion to the Union, than did Mrs. Douglas, the widow of the great deceased Illinois Senatoi'. She persi^tently refused to entertain the proposition forwarded to her by a special messenger under a flag of truce from the Governor of North Carolina, asking that the two sons of the late Senator — by his first marriage — be sent South to save their extensive estates in ^Mississippi from confiscation. If she refused, a large property would be taken from the children, and, in view of her own reduced circumstances, they might thus eventually be placed in a straitened pe- cuniary situation. Here, then, was an appeal made directly to her tender regard for them, which, in case of her refusal, would work disastrously against them in afrer years. But her answer was worthy of herself and of her late distinguished husband, viz., ' If the rebels wish to make war upon defenceless children, and take away the all of little orphan boys, it mu-t be so ; but she could not for an instant think of surrendering them to the enemies of their country and of their father.' His last words were, ' Tell them to obey the Constitution and the laws of the country,' and Mrs. Douglas Avould not make her- self the instrument of disobeying his dying injunctions. The children, she said, belonged to Illinois, and must remain in the North. VerbaL Shaxi)shootmg:. " Are you a Massachusetts soldier ! " said a woman elegantly dressed, in Balti- more, to one wearing the Federal uniform. " I am, madam," was the courteous an- swer of *he officer thus addressed. " "Well, thank God, my husband is in the Southern army, ready to kill such hire- lings as you ! " '• Do you not miss him, madam ! " said the ofiicer. " Oh, yes, I miss him a good deal." " Very well, madam, we are going South in a few days, and will try to find him and br'ing him back here with his companions." " You are from that miserable Boston," was the angry reply, " I suppose, where there is nothing but mob law, and they bumed down the Ursulme Convent — the Puritan bigots ! " " Some such thing did hajipen in Charlestown, many years ago, when I was a boy, — at least I have heard so, and am very sorry for it. But can you tell me what street that is ? " "Pratt street," was the unsuspecting reply. " What happened there, madam, on the 19th of April this very year^'' He got no answer from the angry seces- sionist, but the loud shouts which went up from the Union bystanders, who generally, though not exclusively, were of the hum- ble order, atoned for her silence. The same ofiicer, riding in a chaise Avith a gen- tleman who, to his surprise, showed se- cession proclivities, but was courteous in their demonstration, was told by the gen- tleman that the horse which Avas drawing them was called ' Jeff Davis,' in honor of that distinguished rebel, and asked if he ' did not object to driving such a horse ? ' ' Oh, no, sir,' was the instant reply, ' to drive Jeff. Davis is the very purpose of our coming South.' The secession gentle- man imitated his political sister in preserv- ing a discreet silence. The TJnuttered Thought of a Dying' Soldier. " Bring me my knapsack," said a young soldieit, Avho lay sick in one of the hos- pitals at Washington, — " Bring me my knapsack." " What do you want of your knapsack ? " inquired the head lady of the band of nurses. " I Avant my knapsack," again said the dying young man. His knapsack Avas brought to him, and. as he took it, his eye gleamed Avith pleas- ure, and his face was covered all over Avith a smile, as he brought out from it his hidden treasures. " There," said he, "that is a Bible from 538 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. my mother. And this — Washington's" Farewell Address — is the gift of my father. And this," — his voice failed. The nurse looked down to see Avhat it was, and there was the face of a beauti- ful maiden. " Now," said the dying soldier, " I want you to put all these under my pillow." She did as she was requested, and the poor young man laid him down on them to die, requesting that they should be sent to his parents when he was gone. Calm and joyful was he in dying. It was only going from night to endless day — from death to eternal glory. So the young soldier died. Spirit of a Kentucky Girl. Captain Claypool, living about ten miles from Bowling Green, was commander of a company of Home Guards. He had the guns of his company at his house, but on hearing of the arrival of the Confederate General Buckner at Bowling Green, he sent them to Colonel Grider's camp m a neighboring county. The next day a squad, detached by Buckner, called at his house, and, finding only his daughter, demanded the guns of her. She answered that they were not there, and that, if they were, she wouldn't give them up. They handed her General Buckner's order for the weapons ; this she tore up instantly befoi'e their faces. They went to the bucket and took each a drink of water, whereupon she threw the rest of the water out of the bucket and commenced scouring the dipper. They con- cluded they could do no better than to go back and tell their General about their adventure and set fresh instructions. Laughable Arrest of Colonel H. by Two Young Ladies. While secessionism was so rampant in Kentucky, about the first year of the re- bellion, the daughter and niece of Colonel H , an influential man in that region, concluded that they would have a little fun in the politico-military line. To carry out their plan, they dressed themselves in men's apparel, procured an old shot gun, and proceeded to the field where the Col- onel was occupied. One of the girls, shot gun in hand, took her position a few paces off, while the other ste[)ped up and laid her hand on him and said : " By the authority and in the name of the United States Army, I arrest you as guilty of treason." " Gentlemen, in the name of God, what have I done ? " said the astonished Colonel. He however submitted without resist- ance, and in reply to his question was told that he would learn all about the case, and have all things satisfactorily explained at Camp Chase, — which caused the Colo- nel to turn very white. They all walked silently to the house, where the children, being well posted in the matter, got into a titter. This soon caused a loud burst of laughter from all hands except the Colonel, who was very belligerent when he found that he had actually been arrested by two young ladies, his daughter and niece. « Hiding their Infant Moses. Riding up to a house one day in Scriven county, Georgia, during Sherman's march through that State, a Union soldier met an old woman and three grown-up daughters at the door, uttering frantic appeals for help. On mquiring of the old woman what was wrong, she pointed to a burning cotton-gin, and exclaimed, " Put it out ! You uns are burnin' me child ! " On asking where the child was, the soldier succeeded in learning that it was in the burning gin-house. Away he went, with some men, to res- cue the innocent, and at the door met a ten-year-old boy, who, badly singed, issued forth from the fiery furnace. Returning to the house, inquiry was made as to how and why the boy came there. Putting the old pipe between her lips, to compose her nerves, the old lady at last ventured an explanation : — DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 539 -' Well," said she, " we uns heered that you uns killed all the little boys, to keep them out from growing up to fight ye, and we hid 'em." Strange as this may seem, among the poor, ignorant dupes of the Southern lead- ers in rebellion, it was nevertheless a com- mon belief that the Yankees made it a practice to slay all the male children they could lay their hands upon in the South. In consequence of this, there were found many infant Moseses and Jeffs hid away in cellars and corncribs — though none in bulrushes. ♦ Eight Word in the Right Place. As a large-hearted Union lady, resi- dent in Covington, Kentucky, wife of a gentleman of the same character, was distributing a lot of fine apples, of which she had a half-bushel basket full, to the soldiers encamped back of that city, she gave an apple to one soldier of a group who exhibited peculiar emotion as she handed it to him, observing at the same time that it was a pleasant thing to receive gifts from a lady. At this she asked him whether he had a wife, and immediately his eyes filled with tears, which rolled down his cheeks as he replied, " Yes, Madam, I have a wife and six children." Observing his emotion, her own eyes rapidly filling at the sight, she quickly re- marked to him ; " Well, keep up a good heart." " Good heart ! yes, Madam, that is my name ; Goodheart is my name ! " Upon the instant their tears were chang- ed to smiles, and Goodheart, the lady, and the soldier's companions, broke into a hearty laugh. "My Son— Has he Come P" There is something most touching in the following narration of the intensity of maternal sorrow and love, — a grandeur, in- deed, in the conduct of this poor lone mother, whose affection had made her mad. and who thus yearned for one her poor faded eyes could never see again. Dur- ing the progress of the war, her son, a member of one of the Connecticut resri- ments, was taken prisoner and confined with other Union soldiers at Andersonville, Georgia. A short time afterwards sever- al were exchanged. His mother, in Con- necticut, hearing of it, and believing that he was among the number, left her deso- late home, and went to Camp P , which was situated two miles from An- napolis, to seek her treasure among the boat loads landed on the Severn. She waited, wearily waited, day after day, for the coming of her boy ; but though many came, he was not among them. " Hope deferred maketh the heart sick," and so it was with her. Broken-hearted by con- stantly recurring disappointments, her mind, already shaken by grief, at last gave way, and thus months rolled away, and with them the events borne on the wings and waves of time. During all this period she continued to visit the office of Dr. Vanderkieft, the surgeon in charge, to ascertain whether any boat loads of released prisoners had arrived. When, finally, the last detach- ment came in, she seemed overjoyed, and went, with throbbing heart, from skeleton to skeleton, scanning them eagerly, anx- iously. But, her son was not there ; and each day she went, heavy and weary in spirit, back to her home. The good-heart- ed surgeon — such he truly was — although he knew and had told her man]' times that her son had been officially reported as dead, still answered her every day with the same monotonous, but very kindly spoken, " No ! " Thus came this broken-hearted, shatter- ed, but loving mother, eveiry day, always provided with a shirt, a pair of drawers, pantaloons, boots and cap, and when in- formed, regularly, that her son had not yet arrived she would go down the grav- eled j^ath across the lawn to the very end of the long wharf. There she stood look- 540 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, ino- over the broad waters of the Chesa- peake for fully an hour. Clad ever in the same neat dress and closely fitting bonnet, she would gaze wistfully, longingly, over the blue waste, as if her very eagerness would hasten on the bark she imagin- ed would bear back to her her child. But her tear-swollen eyes at last grew dim, her strength failed, and with the emp- ty void aching in her breast, she slowly and finally turned her steps from that long- accustomed pathway, never again to re- trace them, nor again to ask so piteously, " My son — has he come ? " "I am proud to Die for my Country." The eyes of a youth of tender years, by the name of BuUard, belonging to com- pany A, Eighth Illinois regiment, were closed in death one spring morning, at the Marine Hospital in Cincimiati, by the kindly hands of that noble-hearted and faithful woman, Mrs. Caldwell — unwea- ried and ever watchful in her personal at- tentions to the sick and wounded since the establishment of the " Marine " as a mil- itary hospital. Young Bullard was shot at Fort. Donelson. The ball, a Minie, tore his breast open, and lacerated an artery. He bled internally as well as ex- ternally. At every gasp, as his end drew near, the blood spirted from his breast. He expired at nine o'clock. Early in the day, when he became fully aware that he could not live long, he showed that he clung to life, and was loth to leave it ; but he cried : " If I could only see my moth- er — if I could only see my mother before I die, I would be better satisfied." He was conscious to the last moment, almost, and after reminding Mrs. Caldwell that there were several letters for his mother in his portfolio, she breathed words of consolation to him : " You die in a glori- ous cause — you die for your country." " Yes," replied he, " I am proud to die for my coimtry." Death Scene cf a South Carolina liieutenant. Late one afternoon — too late for the cars that were taking the Gettysburg wounded to the hospitals — a train of am- bulances arrived at one of the Lodges of the Sanitary Commission with one hun- dred rebels, to be cared for through the night. Only one among them seemed too weak and faint to take anything. He was badly hurt, and failing. A nurse went to him after his wound was dressed, and found him lying on his blanket stretched over the straw — a fair-haired, blue-eyed young Lieutenant ; a foce innocent enough for one of New England's boys. He did not seem like a rebel against earth's best Government ; he Avas too near heaven for such seeming. He wanted nothing — had not been willing to eat for days, his com- rades said ; but the good nurse coaxed him to try a little milk gruel, made nicely with lemon and brandy, and one of the satisfactions of three Aveeks arduous ser- vice to that kind nurse, was the remem- brance of the empty cup she took away and his perfect enjoyment of that supper. He talked about " that good supper " for hours, and with boundless thanks ; " it was so good ; the best thing he had had since he was Avounded." Poor fellow ! he had had no care, and it was a surprise and pleasure to find him- self thought of ; so, in a pleased, chiklHke Avay, he talked about it till midnight — as long as he spoke of anything, for at mid- night the change came, and from that time he only thought of the old days before he Avas a soldier, when he simg hymns in his father's church. He sung them noAV again in a clear, SAveet voice : " Lord have mer- cy upon me ; " and those songs Avithout Avords — a sort of a Ioav intoning. His father was a Lutheran clergyman in South Carolina, so a comrade said, on the morn- ing Avhen the brave but unfortunate youth was sliding gently from all earthly care. AU day long the attendants watched him, — sometimes fighting his battles over, DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 541 after singing his Lutheran chants, till in the tent door, close to which he lay, look- ed a rebel soldier, just arrived with other prisoners. He started when he saw the Lieutenant, and quickly Icneeluig down by him, called *' Henry ! Henry ! " But Henry was looking fixedly at some one a great way off, and could not hear him, " Do you know this soldier ? " he was ask- ed by the nurse. " Oh, yes, ma'am ; and his brother is wounded and a prisoner, too, in the cars, now."' Two or three men stai'ted after him, found him, and carried him from the cars to the tent. Henry did not know him though ; and he thre w him- self down by his side on the straw, and for the rest of the day lay in a sort of apathy, without speaking, except to assure himself that he could stay with his broth- er, without the risk of being separated from his fellow prisoners. Those who would read the most spirit- ed narratives portraying Southern bravery, will find Mr. Orville J. Victor's ' History of the Southern Rebellion,' a Avork of in- comparable value, presenting as it does every noteworthy occurrence with the skill of an accomplished historian, and in the best literary dress, — being accepted also a* an authoritative Avork, both North and South, in respect to the Southern side of the great struggle — its military and politi- cal bearings, — by the pen of a Southern sympathizer. 'S-weet Seventeen " overhauling the Seces- sionists. A noble and well nigh tragical act was perpetrated in the spring of 1862, by a young lady of Graves County, Kentucky, — Miss Anna Bassford, a gentle creature of seventeen rosy summers. Her father and family were devotedly for the Union. The old man haA^ng information that the notorious H. C. King, expelled from the Kentucky legislature for treason, and his robh r band intended to visit the house for the purpose of taking horses, guns, etc., hid the gun and carried the horses to Paducah. Whilst there, three of King's robbing band visited the house, demanded the gun, and alarmed Mrs. Bassford, who ordered a son some fifteen years old, to find the gun and deliver it over. The boy, after considerable search, found the gun ; the robbers then demanded a pistol, which they were informed belonged in the family, whereupon the above-named daughter told them she knew w'here the pistol was, but they could not get it. The Sweet Seventeen Overhauling the Secessionists. robbers insisted, with loud, vulgar oaths, but the girl was determined. Seeing they were foiled in this, they ordered the feeble, sickly boy, to mount up behind one of their clan, as 'they intended to take him to Camp Beauregard in place of liis — Lincoln- ite father.' The boy and mother in tears protested, but to no effect, and the boy was in the act of mounting, when the heroic sister stepped between her brother and the rob- bers, and drawing, cocking and presenting the pistol, ordered her brother back to the house, and, with eagle-piercing eye fas- tened on the robbers, and death-dealing determination in her countenance, dared the scoundrels to hinder or touch her brother, and she would lay the robber dead at her feet ! There was no parley- ingr after this utterance and attitude — the three brigands scampered off and left the family Avithout further molestation. 542 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, Figrhting' for his Covintry and Deserted by his Wife. In the pleasant little village of Wyo- min,g Jones County, Iowa, lived a plain- spoken, honest farmer, J ■ B by name, who removed thither from a small town in Illinois, not far from the city of Galesburg. He had pm-chased a farm in the latter place, but the title proving defective he had removed to Wyo- ming, where the person of whom he had bought the land resided, and there in the courts of Jones County prosecuted his claim to judgment. Twelve years, before, in the city of New York, he had married a blooming Celtic damsel, and by her had been made the happy father of two beautiful children — one, a bright, intelligent boy, attained to his eleventh year, and another, a girl, in her sixth year. When he removed to Wyoming he took along with him a young man named G M , because his evidence was necessary to enable him to maintain his suit in the Iowa courts. And from this source came his unexpected and calamitous troubles. During the summer, B and ]M both enlisted in Company H, Fourteenth Iowa infantry. Colonel William Shaw commanding, and together went to the front. Soon after, M deserted, and B Jost all track of him. After a considerable lapse of time, a young man named J C received a letter which covered one addressed to M , This was shown to B , and he and C concluded to break it open. Judge of poor B 's surprise when he found that it was from his own wife, breathing the most intense love and devotion for his quondam comrade. His resolution was soon taken. He obtained a furlough and returned to his home and took his wife to her friends, who were then in Port Sar- nia, Canada West. After the expiration of his leave of absence, he returned to his regiment, from which he heard from her but seldom. Just before his discharge and return he received a letter from his wife, dated Mar- quette, Michigan, in which she announced her intention of coming to Chicago to meet him. On his reaching that city, he found her at the Eagle Hotel, opposite the North- western depot. The two children he had left in 1861, had become three. Upon her bosom slumbered an infant scarcely nine months old, the fruit of her liaison Avith ]M . Mr. B was naturally indignant, and threatened to take the chil- dren and leave the woman to follow her evil inclinations wathout hindrance. By some means she pacified him, and induced him to take a glass or two of liquor, and he slept. While thus slumbering, the woman, he said, entered his chamber and I'obbed him of about thref^ hundred dol- lars, the savings of his three years' ser- vice. With this and his two children and the one whose paternity he ascribed to M , she took the cars for Detroit, ac- companied by a miner from Marquette, named McC , in whose company she arrived in Chicago, and who, unknown to B , had stopped at the same hotel with her, in the assumed relation of her brother-in-law. The woman had not been long away before the eldest child, the lad before men- tioned, returned to the hotel, having es- caped from the custody of his mother, just as the cars were starting. From him the father learned all that was necessary to be known of his Avife's temptation and fall. He said that some time after M de- serted he came to Wyoming, and while there maintained the relations of a hus- band with his mother. The citizens of that village becoming cognizant of tl t- scandal, it was thought bei^t to rtmovc. They went to Marquette, Michigan, and opened a boarding house. Here the child, the fruit of their morganatic union, was born. He filled the place of husband to the woman, passing well until, tempted by the high price of substitutes, he sold him- ,self to a drafted man, and abandoned the DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC- o-to woman he had taught to deviate from the paths of rectitude and virtue. She re- mained not long inconsolable, but speedily formed another connection with the man McC , with whom ishe went to Chi- cago, and under whose auspices she robbed her husband of his money and his child. The guilty pair then went to Detroit, and tinally to Canada. Rare Pag-e in Woman's History. A gentleman in Ithaca, New York, had an idea that women could do more with their needles if they did less with their tongues, and he thei'efore promised fifty dollars to the Sold- iers' aid Society of the village, if twelve women could be found who would sew all day without speaking. Fifteen i candidates presented themselves, and, tm- rabile dictu, fourteen of them succeeded in keeping quiet. They were sorely tempted by various lookers- on, but only one yield- ed to " woman's in- firmity." Heroic f o u r t e e n ! It is doubtful whether such an instance of female silence, in pro- miscuous company, was ever known be- fore, and the fact speaks well for the earn- estness and sincerity of their regard for the soldiers. To no stronger test could their patriotism have been subjected. ond Lieutenant in tlie same company ; but Jeb was now a Major-General, and Bay- ard a Brigadier. During the interview a wounded Union soldier lying near was groaning and asked for water. " Here, Jeb," said Bayard — old time recollections making him familiar, as he tossed his bridle to the rebel officer — " hold my horse a minute, win you, till I fetch that poor fellow some water." Jeb held the bridle. Bayard went to a stream and brought the wounded man some water. As Bayard mounted his horse, Jeb remarked that he had not for some time "played orderly to a Union "Jeb" Stuart Playing Orderly to General Bayard. During the week of battles in front of Washington, General Bayard went for- ward, under a flag of truce, to meet and confer with his old comrade in arms, the famous J. E. B. Stuart, of the rebel cav- alry. Less than two years previously, ' Jeb was first Lieutenant and Bayard sec- j Castle Thunder. General." The business upon which they met was soon arranged, and the old friends parted — a fight, which had ceased when they were engaged talking, recommencing with great fury on both sides the moment- each got back to his own ranks. Jeb's fighting against his country's flag was. after all, a small sin compared with his complicity in the horrors of Libby Prison and Castle Thunder — those modern bas- tiles, under the regime of Davis, Lee, Stu art, and their myrmidons. Such incidents as the above, however, attest the old adage that ' none are so bad, some good redeeraeth not,' and that 644 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. even Stuart was no exception. " Miles I Merriment in the Wrong- Place. O'Reilly," (the brave Colonel Halpine,) | After one of the bloody Virginia en- has told many of these good things, and ; gagements, the wounded among the Con- has promised the public a volume full of federates received all possible attention on his fresh and inimitably piquant military [ the part of the Union soldiers, though the jottings, than which nothing could be more want of suitable accommodations was acceptable to the tiou." Universal Yankee Na- Bacy Conversation bet-wreen Mrs. Polk and General Mitchell on "the Situation." When passing through Nashville, Gen- eral Mitchell, in company with a number of other distinguished officers, called upon Mrs. Polk, the widow of President James K. Polk. The lady made no attempt to conceal her strong sympathies with the re- bellion, and singling out General Mitchell, said to him, " General, I trust this war Avill speedily terminate by the acknowledgment of Southern independence." The remark caused a lull in the conver- sation, and all eyes were turned to Gen- eral Mitchell, awaiting his response. For a moment he stood in silence, his lips firmly compressed, and then, in tones of deepest earnestness and soleimiity, he re- plied : " Madam, the man whose name you bear was once President of the United States. He was an honest man and a true patriot. Ho administered the laws of this Government with equal justice to all. We know of no independence of one sec- tion of our country which does not belong to all others ; and, judging by the past, if the mute lips of the honored dead who lies so near us could speak, they would ex- press the hope that this war might never cease, if that cessation were to be pur- chased by the dissolution of the Union of States over which he once presided." The effect of this remark, uttered in a calm, yet firm and dignified tone, was electrical. But Mrs. Polk, nevertheless, on more than one occasion, avowed her- self true to the whole country of which her husband was once the elected ruler. sadly felt. In one of the spots to which the sufferers had been removed, a Federal soldier came along with a pail of soup to fill the canteens and plates, and stopping before a fine athletic fellow, who, it turned out had been married only three days pre- viously, said : " Come, pardner ! drink yer sup. Now, ould boy, this 'ill warm ye ; sock it down, and ye'll see yer sweetheart soon. You dead, Allybammy ? Go 'way now ! You'll live a hundred years — you wil ; that's what you'll do. Won't he, lad? What ! Not any ? Get out ! You'll be slap on your legs next week, and have an- other shot at me this week a'ter ■ that. You with the butternut trousers ! Sa-ay ! pardner, wake up ! " Embalming Building before Richmond. He stirred him gently with his foot : he bent down to touch his face — a grimness came over his mood of merriment; the man was stiff and dumb, — ready to be buried forever from human sight, or be embalmed for conveyance to his once hap- py home and kindred. Miss Captain Taylor, of the First Ten- nessee. One of the features of the First Ten- nessee Regiment, was a brave and accom- plished young lady of but eighteen sum^ DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC. 545 mers, and of prepossessing appearance, named Sarah Taylor, of East Tennessee, the step-daughter of Captain Dowden, of the First Tennessee Regiment. Miss Tay- lor was an exile from home, having joined the fortunes of her step-father and her wandering companions, accompanying them in then* perilous and dreary flight from their hearths and homesteads. She formed the determination to share with her late companions the dangers and fa- tigues of a military campaign ; and to this end, she donned a neat blue chapeau, beneath which her long hair was fantasti- cally arranged, bearing at her side a high- ly finished regulation sword, and silver- mounted pistols in her belt, all of which gave her a very neat appearance. She became quite the idol of the Tennessee boys, who looked upon her as a second Joan of Ai'c, believing that victory and glory would perch upon the standards borne in the ranks favored by her pres- ence. Miss Captain Taylor was, indeed, all courage and skill. Having become an adept in the sword exercise, and a sure shot with a pistol, she determined to lead in the van of the march — to return her exiled countrymen to their homes, if it cost the sacrifice of her own life's blood. When the order was issued to the Ten- nesseans to march to reinforce Colonel Garrard, the wildest excitement pervaded the whole camp, Miss Taylor mounting her horse, and, cap in hand, galloping along the line like a spirit of flame, cheer- ing on the men. She wore a blue blouse, and was armed with pistols, sword and rifle, and the persecuted Tennesseans looked upon the daring girl who followed their fortunes through sunshine and shad- ow, with the tenderest feeling of venera- tion, and each would willingly have offered his life -in her defence. There was but little sleep in the camp on Saturday night, so great was the joy of the men at the prospect of meeting the foe, and at a very early hour in the morning they filed away jubilantly, with their Joan of Arc in the 34 van. Just before taking up their line of march, they all knelt, and lifting up their right hands, solemnly swore never to re- turn without seeing their homes and loved ones. Female Loveliness at Fort Henry. Not a single atom of Union sentiment appeared to present itself when our army reached the neighborhood of Fort Henry, Even the women were as bitter and im- relenting in their hatred of the Yankees, as could be the most unregenerated son of the ' chivalry.' " / shan't run ef my ole man did " — screamed one muscular termagant, in a highly pitched key, as the scouts made up — " shoot if you want to ; I just as lieve die now as any time. You think you're goui to take the Fort, but you'll get fooled — thar's a right smart heap o' men thar ! " Just then some of the scouts came in luggiiig a butternut native, whom they fished out of the bushes, and who proved to be her " ole man." " I tole you you oughtener done gone and took to the bush ! But don't you let down an inch — if they shoot you, don't let down an inch ! " — and screaming like an hyena, she banged the door furiously in their face, and wjCs seen no more. She was about an average specimen of the sex as found in the vicinity of Fort Henry. Red, White and Blue,— God's Flag-. When the Federal troops first made their appearance near Bardstown, Ken- tucky, a Uttle boy, who just then discov- ered a beautiful rainbow arching the heavens, ran to his mother and exclaimed, " Mother, God is a Union man." His mother questioned him for his reason for thmking so, and the little fellow replied that he had seen his flag, and it was " Red, White, and Blue." Surely, " Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast thou ordained strength because of thine enemies." 546 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. Little Overweighted with Cold Lead. Those who visited the sick soldiers and did good in the hospitals, occasionally got a gleam of fun among all the sad scenes, for any wag who has been to the war sel- dom loses his humor, though he may have lost all else save that and honor. Witness an illustration from life : C , good soul, after taking all the little comforts he could afford to the wound- ed soldiers, went into the hospitals for the fortieth time, again, with his mite, consist- Court House, Church, and Hospital, of 2d Corps, Fredericksburg, Va ing of several papers of cut chewing to- bacco — ' solace for the wounded,' as he called it. He canie to one bed, where a poor fellow lay cheerfully humming a tune, and studying out faces on the papered wall. " Got a fever ? " asked C. " No," answered the soldier. " Got a cold ? " "Yes; cold— lead." ''Where?" "Well, to tell the truth, its pretty well scattered. First, there's a bullet in my right arm — they hain't dug that out yet. One in my right leo; — hit the bone — that fellow hurts. . One through my left hand — that fell out. And, I tell you what, friend, with all this lead in me, I feel, generally speaking, a little heavy all over." Faith and its Reward. Not far from the Capitol in Washing- ton lived an old negro woman, whose only boy enlisted, in the spring of 1864, in the negro regiment organized in that city. He took part in the action of July 30th, in front of Petersburg, and was one of those who fell womided near the famous crater. " Badly wounded and in the hands of the rebels," was the word that came to his mother. That was in August. The autumn months came and went in succes- sion, but brought no further word of this only son of his mother and she a widow Her friends and his friends generally be- lieved him dead. It did not seem probable that he had survived his wounds, yet no one had the heart to ^ay as much to his poor old mother. She continually said, "I 1 ust in de good Lord." She did not appear to even think it possible her boy would die. Much effort was made in the latter half of November and the first half of December to get word from him, but all to no avail. " Some one ought to tell his mother," was often remarked among those who were interested in the case, yet no one spoke discouragingly to her. Who could do it ? She wondered why she did not hear from him, she never wearied in devising crude and simple plans for com- municating with him. About the middle of December, or a little later, she was heard to say, " De Lord he will pervide, an' I shall hear from him bime-by." That was on a Tuesday. The next Thui'sday afternoon he opened the door of his old mother's little house, and walked in and threw his arms around her neck ! Wasn't that a royal Chiistmas gift for the trust- ful old soul ? Half an hour later she burst into the house of friends who had aided her, with only " My boy's come ! my boy's come ! " He had not been wounded, but was taken prisoner and sent DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC. 547 to the Libby prison, where he acted as servant for about three months. One af- ternoon, when he was sent out for wood — " Oh, golly," says he, " I jus den forgot de way back ! " He was near three weeks in making his way overland from Richmond to Washington, and brought through three negro women, five children, and two men ! Fulfillment of the Ssrg-eant's Prophecy. Presentments on the battle-field often prove prophetic. Here is an instance : While Colonel Osterhaus was gallantly attacking the centre of the enemy, on the second day of the battle at Pea Ridge, a sergeant of the Twelfth Missouri request- ed the Captain of Irs company to send his Fulfiilmeiit of the Sergeant's Prophecy. wife's portrait, which he had taken from his bosom, to her address 'in St. Louis, with his dying declaration that he thought of her in his last moments. " What is that for ? " asked his Captain ; " you are not wounded, are you ? " " No," answered the sergeant, " but I know I shall be killed to-day. I have been in battles before, but I never felt as I do now. A moment ago I liecame con- vinced my time had come, but, how, I can- not tell. Will you gratify my request ? Remember I speak to you as a dying man." " Certainly, my brave fellow ; but you will live to a good old age with your wife. Do not grow melancholy over a fancy or a dream ! " " You will see," was the response. And so the treasured picture changed hands, and the sergeant stepped forward to the front of the column, and was soon beyond recognition. At the camp-fire that evening the offi- cers after a while made enquiry for the sergeant. He was not present. He had been killed three hours before by a grape- shot from one of the enemy's batteries. Incident in the Battle of Fredericksburg-. Sergeant Charles H. Stevenson, of Henrietta, N. Y., was one of the killed at the battle of Fredericksburg. A strange incident connected with his death is stated to have transpired, and is not unworthy of record as one of the incidents of the war. On the day of that battle his wife was out in the yard, when suddenly she was made aware of a presence behind her, and turning, felt a warm breath on her cheek, and saw her husband, who, how- Incident in the Battle of Fredericksburs. ever, almost immediately vanished. As sh(! turned she cried out, 'Oh ! Charlie, is that you ? " and returned to the house, where she at once told some friends that she had seen her Imsband, and that she 548 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. knew she would never see him alive again. As near as could be ascertained, the event occurred just at the time of day when her husband was killed. Chance for a " Lady of Character." Among the documents left by the edi- tors of the Memphis (Tenn.) "Appeal," when they left that city, was the follow- ing gentle epistle from a secessionist wo- man, who had sent it to that paper for publication : A Challenge. where as the wicked policy of the pres- ident — Making war upon the South for refusing to submit to wrong too palpable for Southerners to do. And where as it has become necessary for the young Men of our country, My Brother in the num- ber To enlist to do the dirty work of Driving the Mercenarys from our sunny south, whose soil is too holy for such wretches to tramp And whose atmosphere is too pure for them to breathe For such an indignity ofFord to Civili- zation I Merely Challenge any abolition or Black Republican lady of character if tliere can be such a one found among the negro equality tribe. To Meet me at Ma- sons and dixon line : With a pair of Colt's repeaters or any other weapon they May Choose. That I may receive satisfaction for the insult. Victoria E. Goodwin, Springdale Miss April 27, 1861. "Pro-Patria" Pictures at the Soldiers' Fair. The more celebrated pictures in the su- perb collection that adorned the great Soldiers' Fair in New York were left for exhibition, through the kindness of their owners ; but many most admirable works were given to it to be sold for its benefit. These latter were accordingly distinguish- ed from the others by being marked on the frame with the very appropriate words, *' Pro-Patria." " What does that mean. Ma ? " said a young girl at the Fair, to materfamiliaa. one morning. " What, my dear ? " "Why, those words," said the little lady, eyeing the picture frames closely, and pointing to " Pro-Patria." " Oh ! that," said materfamilias, inspect- ing the letters with her eye-glasses, " why, I suppose that must be the name of the artist who paints the pictures — Prof Pa- tria." Executive Favor well Bestow^ed. A postmaster from Illinois having been kiUed in the Union army at Vicksburg, Mississippi, there was of course some com- petition for his office, but President Lin- coln endorsed the application in behalf of the deceased soldier's widow, and after- wards wrote a note to the Postmaster General, in which he thus most nobly put in a plea for the right person in the right place. Says the President : " Yesterday, little endorsements of mine went to you in two cases of Postmasterships sought for widows whose husbands have fallen in the battles of this war. These cases occurring on the same day, brought me to reflect more attentively then I had before done, as to what is fairly due from us here, in the dispensing of patronage toward the men who, by fighting our battles, bear the chief burden of saving our country. My conclusion is that, other claims and qualifi- cations being equal, they have the better right, and this is especially applicable to the disabled soldier and the deceased soldier's family." Most worthy and dis- criminating consideration on the part of the President, in behalf of the brave men who fell in defence of their country, — and for the dependent ones whom they left be- hind them ! Childhood's Prayer in the Last Hour. It was the evening after a great battle. All day long the din of strife had echoed far, and thickly strewn lay the shattered forms of those so lately erect and exultant DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC 54'> In the Hush niul strength of manhood. Among the many who bowed to tlie con- queror Death that niglit, was a youth in the first freshness of mature life. The strong limbs lay listless, and the dark hair \vas matted with gore, on the pale, broad forehead. His eyes were closed. As one who ministered to the sufferer bent over him, he at first thought him dead ; but the white lips moved, and slowly in weak tones he repeated — " Now I lay me down to sleep," (fee, going through those five sweet and precious lines. As he finished, he opened his eyes, and, meeting the pitying gaze of a brother soldier, he exclaimed, " My mother taught me that when I was a little boy, and I have said it every night since I can re- member. Before the morning dawns, I believe that God will take my soul for ' Jesus' sake,' but before I die, I wamt to send a message to my mother.'' He was carried to a temporary hospital, and a letter was written to his mother, which he dictated, full of Christian faith and filial love. He was calm and peace- ful. Just as the sun arose, his spirit went home. His last articulate words were, — " I pray the Lord my soul to take ; And this I ask for Jesus' sake." The prayer of childhood was thus the prayer of his manhood. He learned it at his mother's knee in his far distant Northern home, and he whispered it in dying, when his young life ebbed away on a Southern battle-field. Miss Major Cushman amouar her Captors. Some of the experiences of that re- markable woman, Miss Major Pauline Cushman, the Federal scout and spy, are equal to anything found in the pages of romance. They are of the most thrilling character. Indeed, among the women of America who made themselves famous during the opening of the rebellion, few have suffered more, or rendered more ser- vice to the Union cause, than she. At the commencement of hostilities. Miss Cushman resided in Cleveland, Ohio, and was quite well known as a clever actress. From Cleveland she went to Louisville, where she had an engagement in Wood's Theatre. Here, by her intima- cy with certain rebel officers, she incurred the suspicion of being a secessionist, and was arrested by the Federal authorities. She indignantly denied that she was dis- loyal, although born at the South, and having a brother in a secession Mississippi regiment. In order to test her love for the old Miss Pauline Cushman. flag, she was asked if she w^ould enter the secret service of the government. She readily consented, and was at once em- ployed to carry letters between Louisville and Nashville. She was subsequently employed by General Rosecrans, and was for many months with the army of the Cumberland. She visited the enemy's lines time after time, and was thoroughly acquainted with all the country and roads in Tennessee, Northern Georgia, Alabama and Mississippi, in which sections she ren- dered the Federal armies invaluable ser- vice. Twice was she suspected of bemg a spy, and taken prisoner, but managed to escape. At last, however, she was not so fortunate. After the Union forces had captured Nashville, Major Cushman made a scout towards Shelbyville, to obtain information of the strength and position of the enemy, and while returning to Nashville, was 550 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, captured eleven miles from that city. She was placed on a horse, and, in charge of two scouts, was being taken to Spring Hill, the head-quarters of Forrest. While tlius on her way to that place, she feigned sick- ness and said she could not travel any further without falling from her horse. Her captors stopped at a house on the roadside, when it was ascertained that a Federal scouting party had passed the place an hour before. Knowing that her guards had important papers for General Bragg, the quick-witted spy seized the fact and schemed to use it to her ad- vantage. Seeing an old negro, who appeared to commiserate her unfortunate plight, she watched her opportunity and placed ten dollars of Tennessee money in his hand, saying,— " Run up the road, ' Uncle,' and come back in a few minutes, telling us that four hundred Federals are coming down the street." The faithful negro obeyed the order literally, and soon came back in the great- est excitement, telling the story. Tlie two * rebs ' told him he lied. The old colored man got down imploringly upon his knees, saying,— " O Massa, dey's comin, sure nuff; de Lord help us, dey is comin." The scouts at this believed his story, mounted their horses, and 'skedaddled' for the woods. Miss Cushman, seizing a pistol belonging to a wounded, soldier in the house, also mounted her horse and fled towards Franklin. She traveled through the rain, and, after nightfall, lost her way. Soon came the challenge of a picket, " Who comes there ? " Thinking she had reached the enemy's line she said, " A friend of Jeff. Davis." " All right," was the reply, " advance and give the counter- sign." She presented the countersign in the shape of a canteen of whiskey. She pass- ed five pickets in this way, but the sixth and last was obdurate. She pleaded that she was going to see a sick uncle at Frank- lin, but the sentry ' couldn't see it.' Sick and disheartened she turned back. See- ing a light at a farm house she sought shelter. An old man received her kindly, showed her a room, and said he would awake her at an eai'ly hour in the morn- ing, and show her the road to Franklin. A loud knock awoke her in the morn- ing from her lethean slumbers, and upon arousing, she found her horse saddled and the two guards from whom she had escap- ed the previous afternoon ! She was taken to the head-quarters of Forrest, and, after a critical examination, he sent her to General Bragg. Nothing could be found against her, until a secession woman stole her gaiters, under the inner sole of which were found important documents which clearly proved her to be a spy. She was tried and condemed to be executed as such, but being sick, her execution Avas post- poned. She finally, after lying in prison some three months, sent for General Bragg, and asked him if he had no mercy. She received from him the comforting as- surance that he should make an example of her, and that he should hang her as soon as she got well enough to be hung decently. While in this state of suspense, the grand army of Rosecrans commenced its forward movement, and one fine day the secession town where she was imprisoned, was surprised and captured, and the hero- ine of this tale was to her great joy re- leased. Family Sw^ords not to be Exempted. An order was issued by General But- ler, when in New Orleans, for the surren- der of certain private amis held by seces- sionists. In one house it was said they had been secreted and not surrendered. It was the house of a lady. She was wealthy and in high social position. But she Avas summoned to give account. Her story was simple and lady -like, and had a touch of sentiment about it which would DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC 551 show her praiseworthy rather, and not to be blamed for not presenting arms accord- ing to order. She was a gentlewoman, a lady in tact 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 thai wide-awake Gener- al's suspicions, and he said to her, em- phatically, that the "^^ sword must be pi'o- 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 ! 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 look- ing so well." Dow's natural astuteness and Yankee Interview^ at "the Libby " betw^een Morgan the Guerrilla Chieftain and Neal Dow. According to the statements in the Con- federate journals, General Morgan, the guerrilla chieftain, after his escape from the Columbus penitentiary, went to Rich- mond, Virginia, and visited the Libby prison. On aiTiving up stairs, where the Federal prisoners 'most did congregate,' he was immediately conducted into the presence of the author of the 'Maine Liquor Law,' Brigadier General Neal libby Prison, Richmond. 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, was lost in the confusion of the troops at the battle of Bull Run. He got mto the woods, and soon after the moon was shut in by a cloud. He wandered till he came to a rye-field, where he encamped for the night. Tired and exhausted, he soon fell asleep, but awoke in the morning cold and hungry. He determined to make for a house he saw at a distance, and risk the consequences. He dragged his weary, 652 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION. stiffened limbs along, in a terrible uncer- tainty as to the reception he should meet with. Arriving at the house and entering, he was heartily welcomed by the lady occu- pant, who gave him a sofa to rest upon, and in the mean time directed her servants to prepare breakfast. The table was lib- erally supplied, and the stranger told to be seated. The lady was a firm Union- ist and declared that the National troops were welcome to whatever she had. She said that on the march out, some of the troops stopped at her place and took sev- eral ducks ; these she cared nothing about, and if they had taken much more they Instance of Loyalty in Virginia, 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. Soon after breakfast, a troop of seces- sionists came in sight. The lady put Mr. Wells in a rear room, while she conversed with some of them. She feigned great ignorance of what had been going on, and learned from them the route they were going. After they had gone. Mi-. Wells Inquired how he was to get away. " That is easy enough," replied the matron ; "trust to me." She ordered one of her servants 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. Said she — " Take the horse, and go to Washing- ton. You may leave him with my son," (giving his name and residence) " and if a secessionist meets you, shoot him ; if there is more than one, shoot the first, and trust to the horse for the other, for he >vill soon carry you out of danger." Mr. Wells mounted the horse, and safe^ ly 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 liis 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." Am mirs of a New^ Orleans Ex-Judg-e. General Butler, in pursuance of his sys- tem of redressing the wrongs of Union men, seized the large estates of Judge C , of Louisiana, and held them for the future liquidation of a claim held against C by Major Robert Ander- son, but which C had personally writ- ten to Major A. his intention to repudiate for political reasons. Now, justly think- DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC. 553 ing that New Orleans, under the rule of General Butler, was no fit place for him to reside in, vanished leoon after into the congenial shades of Secessia. A few days after his departure, a young woman sought an interview with Mrs. Butler, to whom many women came at that time, to' relate the story of personal wrongs. So many women, indeed, resort- ed to her for that purpose, that at length it was found necessary to close tliat door to the commanding general's attention. The yoimg 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 refuied, 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 loolv upon, so engaging in her demeanor, so refined in her addi'ess, was a slave, the slave of Judge C . She told her in- credible stoiy — incredible xmtil her super- abundant testimony compelled the most incredulous to believe. She said that Judge C was her father as well as her master. At an early age she had been sent to school in New York, the school of the Mechanics' Insti- tute, in Broadway. When she was fif- teen years of age, her father came to New York, took her from school to his hotel, and compelled her to live with him as his mistress. She became the mother of a child, of whom her master was father and 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." The Judge took her home wi;h him to New Orleans, where he continued to live with her for awhile ; then ordered her to marry a favorite protfgp. She refused. He had her horsewhipped in the streets, and continued a systematic torture till she consented. When she had been married some time, the protigi — a man so nearly white, that he was employed as chief clerk in a wholesale house — discovered the shameless cheat that had been put upon him, and abandoned his wife. Then the master took her again to his incestu- ous bed, and gave her a deed of manu- mission, which he afterward took from her and destroyed. "And now," she added, " he has gone off, and left me and my childi-en without any means of support." Mrs. Butler, amazed and confounded at this tale of horror, procured her an inter- view with the General, to whom the story was repeated. He spoke kindly to her, but told her frankly that he could not be- lieve the stoiy. " It is too much," said he, " to believe on the testimony of one witness. Does any one else know of these tilings ? " " 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 investi- gation. He found that the woman's story was as true as it was notorious. The facts were completely substantiated. Gen- eral Butler gave her her freedom, and as- signed her an allowance from her father's estate ; and, some time after, Captain Puffer, during his short tenure of power as deputy provost marshal, gave her one of the best of her father's houses to li^•e in, by letting apartments in which she ad- ded to her income. Mr. Parton, in giving the above narra- tive says : It is now a year since the out- line of this stoiy was first published to the world, but no attempt has been made, from any quarter, to controvert any part of it. And, it may be added, that ]\Ir. Parton is not the man to make or repeat questionable statements with his pen. 554 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, Mr. and Mrs. Grant. 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- ma. While General Grant was receiving the highest honors which a country grate- ful for his accumulated victories could shower upon liim, Mrs. Grant showed her- self to be a plain, sensible, quiet woman, who took the world as a matter of course. Some friends were talking, in her compa- ny, of the great responsibility of General Grant's position, and made some remarks tending to awaken any expression of am- bition 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. Graut, " Well, I don't know. I think he may — Mr. Grant always was a very obstinate man." (Nobody learns that trait of char- acter sooner than a Avife.) Some conversation also took place with regard to the ensuing presidential term : "If General Grant succeeds, he may want to be President." " But he is Lieutenant- General." " Yes, but when a man can be elected President, it must be a strong tempta- tion." ''I don't know. There have never been but two Lieutenant- Generals of the United States, General Washington and General Scott. There have been a num- ber of Presidents, for instance, such men as and -." Mrs. Grant Avas pretty unanimously chalked down as a sensible Avoman, and Mr. Grant was allowed to be an " obstinate man." 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 Avith a wo- man, Avho Avas greatly frightened. They tried in vain to quiet her apprehensions. They asked for food, and she cried, " Oh, take a]l I have, take e\'ery 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 avo- man 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 Avith bared heads, and a tall, gaunt man raise his hand and invoke God's blessing on the bounties spread before them, the good Avoman broke down Avith a fit of sobbing and cry- ing. 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 Avater they contained, and filled them Avith coffee. Her astonishment increased when they insisted upon paying her. Rosecrans' Orderly Sergeant Delivered of a Baby in Camp. The following order, as unique in its Avay as any that the Avar gave rise to, can be best explained — if any furtlier expla- DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC. 555 nation be needed — by Major- General Ro- secrans : " Head-Quarters Department of THE Cumberland, April 17tli, 1863. " General : — The general command- ing directs me to call your attention to a flagrant outrage committed in your com- mand, — 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 gehepal commanding directs that you deal with the offending party or par- ties according to law. The medical director reports that an orderly-sergeant in Brigadier- General 's division was to-day delivered of a baby, — which is in violation of all military law and of the army regulations. No such case has been known since the days of Jupiter. 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 Cum- berland " must be allowed to be unsur- passed. 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 de- prive himself of such a storehouse of the annals so memorable in national and per- sonal history. A brave army, a popular general, and a magnificent coi-ps of offi- cers, well deserve commemoration, such as the "Annals, by John Fitch, " gives them. Home Scene in tlie Cradle of Rebellion. A member of one of the Charleston, (S. C.) companies, on leave of absence in the city, received a summons to appear at his post on Sullivan's Island, on one of the nights when the air was rife with the most startling rumors of the coming of an over- whelming Federal fleet. With cheerful promptitude the brave soldier prepared to obey the imperative call. He was a hus- band, and the father of a blue-eyed little girl, who had just begim to put words to- gether. 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 tlmn 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 earnest- ness to show himself a man, and running on in a gleeful strain, admonished him not to come back if he were shot in the back. With incredible fortitude she bade her child tell papa good-bye, and to say to him that she would not own him her father if he pi'oved to be a coward. The echo of the soldier's footfall through the corri- dor had hardly passed away, Avhen 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. By a tremendous effort the noble avo- man — still loyal at heart, perhaps, to the o;lorious flao; her husband had been sum- moned to outrage — had controlled her feelings ; but nature and conscience could bear the strain no longer, and she fainted. The swoon was deep, and it was some- time before consciousness returned. At length she opened her eyes languidly, and looked around upon the sympathizing group, and in a tremulous voice' inquired if she had fainted before her husband left the room. Comment is unnecessary. Bread Cast TTpon the "Waters. A Southern fugitive, colored, who had, by good fortune, arrived in Boston, from Baltimore, was one day passing through the Doric Hall, at the State House, when he recognized one of the Massachusetts soldiers who was wounded on the 10th of April, in Baltimore, and at once accosted him, infpiiring after his 556 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, liealth, and asking him if lie did not know him. The soldier did not at first remem- ber his face, when the fugitive asked him if he did not remember a colored man bringing him water to drink, and rags to bind up his wounds, while he lay wounded in the street. He replied that he did, and at once recognized his Good Samaritan in the person of the fugitive. The peculiar circumstances of the case made the inter- view deeply touching. It so happened that the fugitive had a wife and two chil- dren, and when the Massachusetts soldiers fell wounded in the streets of Baltimore, the fugitive's wife tore up her clothes to make rags to stanch the flow of blood. These rags she threw out of the window in her master's house, when her husband gathered them up and carried them to the wounded soldier. liookingr out for Hospital Accommodations. Before the Federal capture of Atlanta, Georgia, soiBe of the inhabitants had the idea that no Union army would ever be able to take the city. One of these, a lady, Mrs. Zimmerman, afterward stated that she felt perfectly secure from the hands of the Yankees until the night of the evacuation, when, perfectly astonished at the change of things, she asked the Confederate General, Oglesby, how she should act in order to be safe from insult. He answered, " Keep your mouth shut, and they will not harm you." She acted upon this advice, until one of the Union surgeons politely informed her that her large, commodious mansion was needed as a hospital, and he would find her a smaller one, which would just as well answer her purpose. Her pent-up indignation now found vent in her answer that she would prefer remaining in her own house. But she afterward respected the kindness re- ceived from the hands of the Union Soldiery, and while she took the benefit of Sherman's ' depopulating ' order, and went South, that she might be near her husband, (a quartermaster in the Confed- erate army,) the surgeon complaisantly told her, if she made her residence in Montgomery, Alabama, to select a house suitable for hospital purposes, as he would do himself the favor to call upon her there. Soldiers' Offering- at the Grave of "Wasliing:- ton Irving-. Some Massachusetts soldiers stationed at Yonkers, New York, went up the river to Tarrytown, and looked at the monu- ment to Andre. Thence they* visited the cemetery where repose the remains of the peaceful Washington Irving. A hedge is around the burial-plat. Eleven full length graves are in a row — father, mother, brothers, and sisters. One of the stones is lettered, " Washington, son of Wil- liam and Sarah S. Irving, died Nov. 29, 1859, aged 76 years, 8 months, and 25 days." The soldiers laid each a bimch of roses upon this grave, and a wreath of oak leaves, with a written inscription, " Offering of Massachusetts volunteers to the memory of Washington Irving," signed by them all, and bearing the date, was placed upon the headstone. One boy re- peated the " Memory of the Dead," and all plucked a spray of clover from the grave. The graceful pen of John S. C. Abbott, the justly eminent writer, — to which we find this touching anecdote at- tributed, — might well weave into extend- ed detail of fascinating narration, a war incident at once so tender, exquisite, and peculiarly American, in its characteristics. Pausing in the preparations for conflict and blood, to lay upon the tomb of the best beloved of American thinkers and writers, the sweet, womanly tribute of a leaf-bound wreath, and then, shouldering again the weapons of loyalty to the Union which Irving so much loved, returning to the camp ! General Tilghman and his Loyal Mother. WTiile General Tilghman was confined a prisoner of war at Fort Warren, DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC. 557 Boston, in the i^priiig of 1862, Mrs. Tilghraan, accompanied by her daughter, Mrs. Lowry, visited Boston and put up at the Revere House, for the purpose of obtaining an interview with the General, at the Fort. There was some difficulty in obtaining the required permission, but on Saturday the mother and sister were allowed to visit his quarters and enjoy the interview which they desired. The first Gen. Tilghman. exclamation on meeting him was, " O, my rebel son ! " and during their conversation the grieved and suflfering woman said : " When I heard you were taken, I thanked God that you were rescued from secession influences; and were I to hear there was any chance of yovu* being exchanged, I would go on my knees to the President to prevent you from again joining the rebels, for I would rather have you remain here during your Ufe than to know you were among the traitors of the country." Truly, " a foolish son is the heaviness of his mother." Nashville Ladies 'Working' the Card. The despair which must have overtaken tlie hearts of the secession ladies of Nash- ville, when that city was redeemed by Federal arms, and the " flag of glory " un- furled once more in its streets, may be judged by the pertness and contempt with which they treated the "political guild of blue-coats." Thus, when General Mc- Cook, of the Federal army, arrived in the city, he sent up his card, Avith the request that he might renew his former acquaint- ance with Miss McNairy. The follow- ing is the pert rebuff", written on the back of the card, which the lady sent the gal- lant soldier: " Sii", I do not desire to renew my ac- quaintance with the invaders of my State." Two other officers whose hearts were untainted with treason to their country, visited the house of Dr. Martin, and sent up their cards to his daughter. Miss Bettie Martin, requesting the renewal of an old acquaintanceship with one whom they recalled as an elegant and accomplished lady. Repairing to the parlor, with a look of meflfable scorn and contempt, she dashed the card into their faces, and said — " Your absence, sirs, will be much bet- ter company to me than your presence." General Lander and the Bible. The beautiful illustrations presented with such painstaking labor and admirable taste by Prof. H. B. Hackett, of the value of religion to the soldier, are in keeping with his own high character as a Christian philanthropist. Everybody wiU read, A\ath pleasure, the incident here naiTated by the excellent author named : One day a staff officer caught General Lander with a Bible in his hand, and had the curiosity to inquire of him — " General, do you ever search the Scriptures?" To this plain interroga- tory, General Lander promptly replied : My mother gave me a Bible, which I have always carried with me. Once in the Rocky Mountains I had only fifteeai pounds of flour. We used to collect grasshoppers at four o'clock in the day, to catch some fish for our supper at night. It was during the Mormon war, and my men desired to turn back. I was then searching for a route for the wagon road. " I will turn back if the Bible says so," said I, " and we will take it for an inspira- 558 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. tion." I opened the book at the following passage : " Go on, and search the mountain, and the gates of the city shall not be 'shut against you." All concurred in the definite statement of the passage, and the heroic explorer once more led his men into the wild coun- try of the Indians. Gen. Lander and his Bible And yet Lander was not one to boast of Iiis devotional practices. Tliat he was " caught " by the staff-officer was doubtless literally true, — ;" with a Bilde in his hand," for he was not one that read his Bible " to be seen of men." Such ' Memorials of tlie War' as the above, constitute, at this era, the most in- teresting and profitable reading for the youth of ourfamihes and Sabbath schools. Commission of "Major" conferred on a Lady. Mrs. Major Belle Reynolds, the wife of Lieutenant Reynolds, of Company A, Seventeenth Illinois regiment, distinguish- ed herself as a brave soldier, in the war against the great rebellion. Her native place was Shelburne Falls, Massachusetts. The Seventeenth Ilhnois, to which her husband belonged, was one of the most V)0]iular regiments in the Western army. being one of the earliest in the field, and continuing almost uninterruptedly in active service. They met the enemy in a terri- ble encounter, and vanquished him, at Fredericktown, Missouri. They early took possession of Cape Girardeau ; they also bore a prominent part, and were ter- ribly cut up, at the battle of Fort Donel- son, and were in the thickest of the fight at the battle of Shiloh or Pittsburg Land- ing. In these last two battles Lieutenant Reynolds was Acting Adjutant. During the greater part of the cam- paign Mrs. Reynolds shared with her hus- band a soldier's fare in camp ; many a night, while on long marches, sleeping upon the ground in the open air, with no covering other than her blanket, and fre- quently drenched with rain — and ofttimes to the order " Fall in," she would hurriedly mount her horse in the darkness of the night, and make long marches without I'cst or food, except what she happened to have with her. She at all times exhibited a degree of heroism that endeared her greatly to the brave soldiers of the Sev- enteenth and other regiments that were associated with them, and to the officers of the army whose acquaintance she formed. Governor Yates, of Illinois, and his staff, were at Pittsburg Landing to look after the Illinois troops, Avho suffered so severely in that fearful struggle, and learning of Mrs. Reynolds's heroic conduct on the field, and untiring efforts in behalf of the wounded soldiers, by and with the advice of his staff, commissioned her Daughter of the Regiment, to take rank as a Major, " for meritorious conduct on the bloody battle-field of Pittsburg Landing." Mrs. R. left Pittsburg Lsinding a few days after the battle to attend some wounded soldiers on their way to their homes by the river, leaving the last one at Peoria — • Captain Swain, of Illinois, who died as the boat touched the wharf at Peoria. On hearing of her having been commissioned by the Governor, the citizens of Peoria DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 559 aildiessed a letter to the latter, thanking him " for the honor conferred upon Peoria by your voluntary act in commissioning Mrs. Belle Reynolds, of this city, to take rank of Major of Illinois State Militia, showing your appreciation of valuable services so nobly rendered by a lady on tlie bloody battle-field of Pittsburg Land- ing. And we take pleasure in bearing testimony to the high moral and Christian character of the ' Major,' believing that in whatever circvnnstances she may be placed she will ever honor her commission and the worthy Executive who gave it." "Whisper Good-Xig-lit, Love." The lieart of many a loyal wife and mother has been touched by the strains of that exquisite little song — " Whisper Good-Night, Love" — which was composed by a soldier the night before the battle of Stone River. Lieutenant H. Millard, of the Nineteenth United States Army, and aid-de-camp to Major-General Rousseau, was the author. On the night of the 29th December, when the division bivouacked on Stewart's Creek, Lieutenant Millard's wife bade him good-bye. They expected to go into battle next morning. Lieuten- ant Millard reclined on a shock of corn, looking into the blue skies, thinking of his w'ife, — for soldiers think of wives and little ones at such periods. His comrades were speculating on the chances of battle, now and then expressing amiable envy that Millard could sleep so soundly. Sud- denly he sprang from his couch, and, call- ing Lieutenant Pirtle, he repeated the result of his fencies to him, in verse, which he entitled, " Whisper Good-Night, Love." Tuesday night, 30th of December, while the division was bivouacked in front of Mui'freesborough, he composed and ar- ranged the music for the piano. The next day five hundred and eight of Mil- lard's comrades were bleedmg on the field of battle. Such was the origin of a song which touched many a soldier's heart, as it also did the heart of many a loved one at home. Yankee Cavalry against Virginia Chivalry. The coolness and coui-age with which some of the Virginia women are endowed is a fact which has been too often and too brilliantly illustrated to admit of any doubt. During the rebellion, a Union cavalry straggler, after vainly ransacking the out- buildings of a plantation in search of corn, approached the door in which a young lady was standing, and demanded that " some of the grain, which he knew^ wa.^ concealed in the house, should be given him." " We have none," was the reply. " Stand aside until I go in and see for my- self," he rudely retorted, at the same time Avhij>ping out of its sheath a heavy Colt's revolver. No sooner done than tlie fair Virginian planted herself firmly in the doorway, drew a small repeater from her full and throbbing bosom, and deliber- ately aiming it at the intruder's head, ex- claimed, "Approach one step further towards this house and you are a dead man ! " Baffled in his endeavors by such an ex- hibition of bravery, the trooper turned on his heel and left, without taking that ' one step further.' He was not aware, at the time, that the maiden who thus placed such a check upon his movements was the betrothed of George B. Davis, a nephew of Jeff's, who discharged her pocket pistol Avith an accuracy which had made her famous in that locality. " Dick," the Four-Footed Orderly. As we were flying about m every direc- tion, now here, now there, (says a pleasing writer and eye-witness of what is here narrated,) with a pad for one, a basin and sponge to* wet the wounds of another, cologne for a third, and milk punch lor a fourth, I felt Diclc (our hospital dog, my faithful friend and ally, a four-footed Vidocq, in his mode of scenting out griev- ances,) seize my dress in his teeth, pull it hard, and look eagerly up in my face. " AVhat is it, Dick ? I am too busy to attend to you just now." Another hard pull and a beseeching look in his eyes. 560 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE EEBELLIONc " Presently, my fine fellow ! presently. 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 ar- rived at the bed, looked at me, as much as to say, " There ! isn t that a case requir- ing attention ? " and then, as though quite satisfied to resign him into my hands, trotted quietly off. He did not notice my approach ; I there- fore stood watching him a little while. His arm and hand, from which the band- age had partially slipped, were terri- bly swollen; the wound was in the wrist, (or rather, as I afterwards found, the ball had entered the palm of his hand and had come out at his wrist,) and ap- peared to be, as it subsequently proved, a very severe one. My boast that I could make a pretty good conjecture what vState a man came from by looking at him, did not avail me here. I was utterly at fault. His fair hair, Saxon face, so far as I could judge of it, as he lay sobbing on his pillow, had something feminine — almost child-like — in the innocence and gentleness of its ex- pression, and my first thought was one which has constantly reciuTed on closer acquauitance, " How utterly tinfit for a soldier ! " He wanted the quick, nervous energy of the New Englander, who, even when badly wounded, rarely fails to betray his origui ; he had none of the rough, off- hand dash of our Western brothers, and could never have had it even in health ; nor yet the stolidity of our Pennsylvania Germans. No ! It was clear that I must wait until he chose to enlighten me as to his home. After a few minutes 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 lan- guid, like a tired child, and I resolved to act accordingly. " I have been so busy with our defend- ers, 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 an*, " To thank me ? For Avhat ? " " 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, and General Lee and his men occupying our city ? You don't seem to know how grateful we are to you — we feel as though we could never do enough for our brave Gettysburg men to return what they have done for us." 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." " I know it too, and I think I could make a pretty good guess what corps you belong to. Suppose I try. Wasn't it the Second corps ? You look to me like one of Gen- eral Hancock's men ; you know they were praised in the papers for their bravery. Am I right ? " The poor tired face brightened instant- ly. The random shot had hit the mark. " Yes, Second Corps, do you know hy my cap ? " " Your cap ? You don't wear your cap in bed, do you ? I haven't seen your cap ; I guessed by that wound — it must have been made where there was pretty hard fighting, and I knew the Second Corps had done their share of that." But this was dangerous ground, as I felt the moment the allusion to his wound was made ; the sympathy was too direct. DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 561 and his eyes filled at once. Seeing iny mis- take, I plunged off rapidly on another lack. *' Did you notice my assistant orderly who came in with me just now ? He had been over to see you before, for he came and told me you wanted me." " 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 know there hasn't for I watched them running all about ; but none came to me, and I want so much to have my arm dressed." And the ready tea^s once more began to flow. " 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 assist- ant orderly ; he came over to me, pulled my dress, and wouldn't rest till I came to see 3^ou. I am surprised you speak so slightingly of poor Dick." Here was at once a safe and fertile 'heme. I entered at large upon Dick's merits ; liis fondness for the men — his greater fondness, occasionally, for their dinners — his having made way with three lunches just prepared for the men who were starting — (the result probably of liaviug heard the old story that the sur- geons eat what is intended for the men,) our finding him one day on our table with his head in the pitcher of lemonade, and how I tried to explain to him that such was not the way of proving his regards for his friends, the soldiers, but I feared without much effect — in short, I made a long story out of nothing, till the ward- master 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 35 quite forgotten his own troubles in listen- ing to Dick's varied talents, and allowed me to give him his supper very quietly, as I found he was really too much exhausted even to raise his uninjured arm to his mouth. I had the pleasure of seeing him smile for good-bye. ISIistook the Genus. A young officer upon the staff of a Western General, who was temporarily sojourning at head-quarters in the Zolli- coffer House, on High Street, Nashville, one day shopped before the door of a neighboring house to admire and cai-ess a beautiful little girl. She was fair, bright, and active, her hair was in ringlets, and Mistook the Oenus. she was neatly dressed. Imagine the emotions of the kind-hearted officer when a young lady remarked to him, with a per- ceptible sneer, " You seem to be very fond of kissing niggers." " Good gracious ! " was the startled reply, " you don't call that child a nigger, do you ? " " Yes, I do ; she is nothing else." The young officer took another glance at the child, who seemed even more fair than the young lady. His reflections upon the " pecul- iarities of custom " may be easily imagined. "Lee's Miserables." While the Federul forces were passing their winter near Brandy Station, some of the officers endeavored to relieve the ennui of camp life by frequent visits to the fair 562 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, secesh maidens of the surrounding coun- try. One of the staff became quite enam- ored with a young lady in Culpepper, more noted for her secession ideas than for her beauty. On one of his \-isits she re- quested the loan of some books, and the next day he sent over a parcel containing, among other volumes, Victor Hugo's " Les Miserables." To his surprise the orderly returned wdth the books, and a message from the fair one that she " didn't want any of his nasty Yankee trash." Not ex- -,\ ^v^,% General E. E. Lee. actly understanding it, he rode over in the evening to enquire what was wrong. The young lady's eyes flashed as she demand- ed to know how he dared to insult her by sending her a book about " Lee's Misera- bles." 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 Thougrhts of the Dsring- 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 rest- less movement that tossed the bright curls from his heated forehead, told with mourn- ful certainty the tale that his hours were nvunbered. Yet only a fellow-soldier sat beside him. No fond mother's or sister's hand bathed that fevered brow: and tender tones whispering words of love and comfort were wanting by the bedside of the djdng lad. The physician approached him, and, used as he was to such scenes, said, sadly, " Wliat a pity ! yesterday such a fair prospect of recovery, and to-day no chance. Poor boy ! " he continued, in an imder 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 minglmg 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 watch- ing 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 it, 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 hved 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 aU the coun- try round was glad when it was kno^\Ti. 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 DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISOX, ETC, 563 ever be to her what it had been ; an then, in the middle of tlte dancing an fnn, she up an threw her arms ronnd my mithei"'s neck, an vowed tliat always, on that eve- ning, so lang as my mither was alive, she would come — whether ' in the body or in the spirit,' slie would never fail. 'Twas a wild word lor her to speak, an' many o' the neighbors shook their heads as they heard, an the talk went round the town that Jessie Graeme had bound hersel by sich a strange vow." Here the boy paused from extreme ex- haustion, and, as he rested for a few mo- ments, seemed to l)e looking at something very far oflP ; then, rousing himself, said — " I maun be short ; it is near the time. Jessie was married, an our hearts Avere 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 overturn- ed, 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 bat- tom o' the loch. My father fretted too. He wad na think that she was dead, but kep saying she wad soon be back to glad- den our hearts once mair ; but she never cam ; an Ave three, wi' sickening hearts? Avaited for her birthday ; we kenned right Aveel that, dead or alive, her promise wad be kep. The night cam, an Ave sat wi' open door an curtain drawn from the win- dow (for when they come i' the spirit it's only through the Avindow they can look). We three by the bright fire sat Avaiting for the first sound o' her footstep. I heard it first, as, Avi' the Avater dripping from her clothes, she cam swiftly up the Avalk, an, putting aside the rose-bush, looked in — only for one moment ; then she was gone ; but by that Ave kemied she was dead. It seemed to comfort my mither ; so that, when I lefl soon after to come here, I made the same vow, ' that so long as my mither lived, Avhether in the body or in the spirit, I Avad, on the same night, stand by Jessie's side ' ; and I maun," he added, his eyes brightening, and a cold damp gathering on his broAv. " Does no one see ? Don't you hear the AA^ater dripping frae her dress ? My mither, wV her long gi'ay hair ! See, she is putting the roses awa. HoAv cold an clammy her hand is ! It is dark ! " With these Avords, he fell back lifeless Bodies laid out on the bed. In aAvc-struck silence his eyes Avere 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 so dearly loved, looking through the case- ment on the home and parents of their childhood, while the beautiful frame it had inhabited lay motionless before them. Great Day's Work for a Scout,— the Misses Scott. The ladies of Virginia and Maryland showed themselves to be, as a nile, fiercer in their secessiouism than the men, and by their aid many a disaster Avas brought upon the Unioii cause, and the gallant officers and men engaged in its defence. In the summer of 1861, tAA^o young ladies of the name of Scott, residents of Faii'- fax County, Virginia, were the means of capturing the Captain of a A^olunteer regi- ment from Connecticut. They were at last 564 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, taken themselves, in the following man- ner, by a scouting pai'ty who were ear- nestly 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 were about a mile from the Union tents, and to look out sharp or they would be captured. The party of course appeared frightened, and posted a man outside to keep a keen watch. Lieutenant Upton told him he was an officer of a South Caro- lina regiment. The old man then told liim all about the United States camp, the names of all the secession neighbors, and finally said he had in his house the two Miss Scotts who took the Yankee Cap- tain, — the old man condiicting them into the room and introducing them to the Miss Scotts. That moment was a blessed one indeed to the scouting party, for right in their hands ! Avere those wliom the whole brigade had been hunting for. But the gallant Fede- '• rals continued to play their part, compli- menting the ladies highly for their feat, ; and pumping the old man for more in- 1 formation. After learning the most direct ' route to the Union camp, Lieutenant Up- 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. The party simplv formed a circle around the gathered household, when Lieutenant Upton, drawing his sword, demanded their surrender to the United States. No pen could describe tlie blank and utter astonish- ment, wonder and heart-sinkings, exhibited at this moment. The two Miss Scotts and the young men Avere 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. The ladies sojoui ning at "Willard's cara- vansory in Washington beset General Grant, in the true style of their sex, on one of his rare visits to Washington, that they might obtain an autograph from the hand which then held the nation's sword. Partaking of the enthusiasm of the hour, a whole bevy of them congregated in the principal suite of parlors in the hotel, and signified by a messenger to General Grant, Avlio was a giiest of the house, that they desired an interview with him. The General came down from his quarters, and a very pleasant levee was held by him. Many of the ladies succeeded by their dexterous and insinuating modus operandi in getting the General's auto- graph, — the object which was so eagerly sought for. In the course of the inter- view, an elderly lady applied to the Gen- eral for an autograph, in behalf of a hand- some mother of six children who was present ; but when his sharp military eye fell upon the applicant, he immediately stipulated that she should make the re- quest in person. She did so, and imme- diately received the coveted bit of hand- writing. 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 to the rising star of General Butler and his Union associates, and many a look and act of lofty defiance were the latter made the recipients of. One evening, a Feder- al officer — a very handsome man, by the way, and, therefore, a little vain — happen- ed to be in a street railway car, wherein DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC OO.) were also two ladies, evidently belonging j guile the few hours of leisure that he had to the lirst classes of the Crescent city, by looking up the ambitious youth, lie One of them dropped her lace pocket hand- 1 made his way, by dint of nuich inquiry, kerchief — he, the officer, stooped most gal- to a small tailor's shop on the outskirts of lantly, and handed it to her. She looked at the town, and when he was admitted at him with unmeasured contempt, and said, I the door he ibund a lad sitting cross-legged "Do you suppose I will touch anything contamuiated by your touch ? " That insult re- stored his manhood and his patriotism, which had fairly melted under the bright eyes of the Creole beauty ; he took uj) the handker- chief with the smallest pos- sible touch, as if he felt its possession by her had been a contamination, opened the car window, deliberately dropped it in the street, and sat down. The lady's brusqueness had been more than matched. Head-quarters of General Burnside, at Roanoke Island. Appointment of Burnside as a Cadet. About tw43nty years ago, one of the members of President Lincoln's cabinet — Secretary Smith, — was a member of Congress from a distant Western State, lie had the usiuil right of designating a single candidate for admission to the West Point Military Academy. The applica- tions made to him for a vacancy which then existed were not many, but among them was a letter from a boy of sixteen or seventeen years of age, who, without any accompanying recommendations or references, asked the appointment for him- self. The member dismissed the appeal from his mind, with perhaps a passing thought of the forwardness and impudence of the stripling who could aspire to such a place on no other grounds than his desire to get a good education at the public ex- pense. But happening a short time afterward to be in the little village whence the letter was mailed, the incident was recalled to upon the tailoi's bench, mending a rent in an old pair of pantaloons. But this lad had another occupation besides his manual toil. Near by, on a small block of wood, rested a book of abstruse science, to which he tui'ned his eyes whenever they could be transferred from the work in his hands. The member accosted him by the name given in the letter, and the lad replied " I am the person." " You wish, then, to be appointed a cadet at West Point ? " "I do," he rejoined. "Why?" asked the Congressman. " Because," answered the tailor youth, " I feel that I was born for something better than mending old clothes." The member talked further with him, and was so Avell pleased with his frankness, his spirit, and the rare in- telligence he evinced, that he procured him the appointment. Name of the member, Caleb Smith. Name of the appointee, Ambrose E. Burnside. This reminiscence was one which Burnside's comrades at head-quar- ters (when the cadet had risen to be Gen- his memory, and he thought he would be- i eral.) not unfrequently recounted with a 566 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, hearty zest, and it doubtless did not fail | to cross the memory of the gallant Gener- al himself. Lizzie's Mark on the Handkerchief. In one of the hospitals of the Union army in Virginia, there was a young fel- low, severely though not painfully wound- ed. Seeing some clean linen rag-stuff which one of the doctors had left on the floor a little distance off, he asked an at- tendant to tear him off a piece that would serve for the purpose of a pocket hand- kerchief. Thinking the surgeon might have set apart the linen for some special use, and preferring in any case to give him a bonnjide handkerchief, if there was one left, the attendant felt in his pocket, and there at its bottom was the last of his small store. It was rather a nice affair ; the cambric not of the finest, but with quite a stylish border round its edge, and he pronounced it " bully," as it was handed to him. The outside fold had, as usual, the Commission's stamp, but it soon ap- peared that there was still another mark upon it ; for he had scarcely unfolded it and held it out for an admiring inspection, before he uttered quite a shriek of de- lio-ht, and asked the attendant if he knew his folks at home, and if they had given him the handkerchief to be thus handed. It appeared that besides the mark of the Commission, there was marked in thread the name of the relief society in his na- tive place, and the poor fellow gave sun- dry reasons for his positive assertion that the marking must have been done by none other than the hands of his little sister Lizzie. Of course such a discovery de- lighted him. Birth of Boys and Girls in War Times. One of the " strong minded " women of New York city — one noted for the acute- ness as well as accuracy of her observa- tions of life and society — bore her testi- mony to a remarkable physiological fact, owing to moral causes, and which is at least worthy of being recorded. She affirmed, after close investigation, that of the births which took place in New York, during the war, those which occurred in families whose attachment to the Union was decided and zealous, were mostly boys, while in families in which there was a decided sympathy for the secession cause, they were mostly girls. Of course, every one's observation or knowledge would furnish them to instances confirm- ing such a statement, or showing it to be a mistake. It has often been said that in countries wasted by long wars, carrying off the male population, there was a large predominance of male births. Agreeable Reciprocity of Union Sentiment. As the ladies in one of the Union Sani- tary establishments were one evening at their tea, a Confederate prisoner came in and stated that a sick comrade wanted " something good — some fruit." One of the ladies was just about eating a saucer of raspberries, and turning to the messen- ger she handed them to him, saying : " Take these to him, and tell him they come from a good Union lady, who de- prives hei'self of them to give them to a Confederate soldier." In a short while the messenger return' ed with the saucer, bearing the following message from the recipient of the lady's kindness : " He wished they were united." "Wedding-Table Flag at Pensacola. On the night of the arrival of Union troops at Pensacola, two or three of the private soldiers were taking a stroll, and during this walk were met by a very fine- looking lady, who immediately grasped one of the party by the hand, and seemed so overjoyed that for a moment she could say nothing. At last she told them how hajjpy she Avas at their arrival, and that she had long prayed for the coming of that day ; then, taking a small silk American flag from her bosom, she presented it to- DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC 567 oue of them, saying, " For nine monthss I have carried this flag h'dden on ray per- son, praying that an opportunity like this would present itself, that 1 might offer it to a Union soldier. This flag graced my wedding table, and 1 love it and every soldier that fights for it." The husband of this lady was obliged to fly for his life on account of his Union principles. Girl-Eoy Soldier in the Ninetieth Illinois. Frances Hook's parents died when she was only three years old, and left her, with a brother, in Chicago, Illinois. Soon after the war commenced, she and her brother enlisted in the Sixty-fifth " Home Guards." Frances assumed the name of " Frank Miller." She served three months and was mustered out, without the slightest suspicion of her sex having arisen. She then enlisted in the Ninetieth Illinois, and was taken prisoner in a battle near Chat- tanooga. She attempted to escape and was shot through the calf of one of her limbs while said limbs were doing their duty in th j attempt. The rebels searched her person for papers and discovered her sex. The rascals respected her person as a woman, and gave her a separate room while in prison at Atlanta, Ga. During her captivity she received a letter from Jeff. Davis, offering her a Lieutenant's commission if she would enlist in their army. She had no home and no relatives, but she said she preferred to fight as a private soldier for the stars and stripes rather than be honored with a commission from the " rebs," At last she was ex- changed. The insurgents tried to extort from her a promise that she would go home, and not enter the service again. " Go home ; " she said, " my only brother was killed at Pittsburg Landing, and I have no home — no friends ! " Frank is described as of about medium height, with dark hazel eyes, dark brown hair, rounded fieatures, and feminine voice and appear- ance. Independent Southern G-irls. One of the rebel papers, in publishing the marriage of a young lady, took occa- sion to give her the recommendation of being what might be called, sure enough, an indej^endent girl. Her bridal outfit was made all with her own hands, from her ' beautiful and elegant straw hat, down to the handsome gaiters upon her feet. Her own delicate hands spun and Avove the material of which her wedding dress and traveling cloak were made, so that she had nothing ujwn her person when she was married which was not made by her- self. Nor was she compelled by poverty or necessity to make this exhibition of her independence. She did it for the purpose of showing to the world how independent Southern girls are.' Special Aid to General Hunter. Quite a sensation was created in Jeffer- son City, Missourij one evening, by the arrival of Mrs. Colonel Ellis, from Tipton, bearer of dispatches from General Hun- ter and Colonel Ellis. She was dressed in semi-military riding-habit and hat, with a crimson sash thrown around the left shoulder, as an officer of the day, mounted on a splendid charger, and attended by two orderlies. She had ridden forty-five miles since ten o'clock, and, without taking a moment's rest, delivered her orders at camp, and then waited upon General Price with her dispatches, urging forward two squadrons of Colonel Ellis's command, to join the regiment at Tipton. This mulier valiente was attached to the First Missouri Cavalry, as special aid to her husband, Colonel Ellis, Love Greetingrs to the Soldiers. Some of the marks which were fastened on the blankets, shirts, etc, which were sent to the Sanitary Commission for the sol- diers, show the thought and feeling at home. Thus, on a home-spun blanket, warm, and washed as white as snow, was pinned 568 THE BOOK OP A.NECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, a bit of paper, which said, " This blanket was carried by IVIilly Aldrich (who is 93 years old) down hJl and up hill, one and a half miles, to be given to some soldier." On a bed-quilt was pimied a card, say- ing — " My son is in the army. Whoever is made warm by this qmlt, which I have worked on for six days and most all of six nights, let him remember his own mother's love." On another blanket Avas this — " This blanket was used by a soldier in the war of 1812 — may it keep some soldier M-arm in tliis war against traitors ! " On a pillow was written — " Tliis piUow belonged to my little boy, who died resting on it : it is a precious treasure to me, but I give it for the soldiers." On a pair of woolen socks was written — " These stockings were knit by a little girl five years old, and she is going to knit some more, for mother says it wiU help some poor soldier." On a box of beautiful lint was this mark, " Made in a sick room, where the sunlight has not entered for nine years, but where God has entered, and Avhere two sons liave bid their mother good-bye, as they have gone out to the war." On a bundle containing bandages was written — "• This is a poor gift, but it is all I had ; I liave given my husband and my boy, and only wish I had more to give." On some eye-shades were marked — ^' Made by one wlio is blind. Oh, how I long to see the dear old flag that you are fiffhtiuff for ! " Mrs. Wade, the Loyal Bread-Baker at Gettysburg-. One of the most touching episodes of the invasion of Pemisylvania, when Lee was met and discomfited at Gettysburg, was the following : Before the battle of Friday, while our tbrces awaited assault, a woman named Wade was engaged in baking bread for our troops in a house situated directly in range of the guns of both armies. The rebels had repeatedly ordered her to quit the premises, but she had invariably refused to do so. At length the battle opened, and while still engaged m her patriotic work a ball pierced her loyal breast, and she fell. Cm-Iously enough, almost at the same moment a rebel officer of high rank fell near the place where Mrs. Wade had perished. The rebels, obtaining the body of the officer, immediately constructed a rude coffin in which to inter him ; but it is recorded, that haixUy was it finished, when, in the surging of the conflict, a federal column occupied the gromid. The woman's bodv, discovered by our troops, was at once placed in the coffin awaiting an occupant ; imd so, as Avitnesses love still to testify, finally was buried, amidst the tears of himdreds who knew the story of her valor and kindlieartedness. No class in the world ai'e more appreciating of woman's good offices to tliem than soldiers, whether in the camp or in the hospital, in health or in sickness. Mrs. Wade was one of the noblest of lier sex. Peace to her goodly memory. Pointed Rebuke from a Soldier's Death-bed. Among the wounded at the battle of Stone River, in Tennessee, — a scene wor- Monument at Stone River thily commemorated by an enduring mon- lunent, — was a young man. Over the mortally wounded sou hung the anxious DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 509 mother, in the deepest sorrow that he gave 110 evidence of fitness for eternal scenes. But the words the dying youth uttered, severely as they condemned himself, showed clearly his dying convictions. To an ap23eal from a religious friend, he re- plied, — " If I live to get well, I will be a Christian ; but I will not throw the fag- end of my life in the face of the Almighty." He immediately expired. The poor fel- low certainly mistook the gospel mode of salvation, for faith in Christ can avail in otlier cases as it did with the dying thief in Iiis last moments. The ' fag-end ' of his life was distinguished by an act which opened to him the gates of Paradise. The time may indeed be short, but much may be done often in a short time. The striking language of the dying soldier, liowever, contains a stinging rebuke, wor- tiiy of pretty general remembrance, and especially by tliose Avho practically claim tlie best of life for themselves, while they venture to put oiF their Maker with the little that remains wlien they are about to sink into the trrave. Solution of a Problem peculiarly Southern. A pleasant and not uninstructive inci- dent occurred one mornuig in Vicksburg, at the expense of a gallant young soldier. He was prospecting ai'omid t">wn, Avhen his attention was attracted to a stable of very fine horses. While admiring their nice points, he was sui'prised by the ap- pearance of a very fascinating young lady, as she emerged from another apartment of the horse-house, and bowed politely, and smiled killingly upon him. He stam- mered out sometliing like an apology for his seeming intrusion, mixing up the words " proclamation " and '• confiscation," etc., and ended by asking who was the owner of the place ? " Dr. Neely," replied the lady. " And you — you are his wife ? " asked the soldier doubtfully. " No," said the lady. " Then his daughter ? " — this was said very smilingly. " No." " His niece, perhaps ? " — endearingly. " No ; no relation, that I know of" " Then a lady friend, on a visit ? " — puzzlingly. " No, not that, either." " Well, then, may I be pennitted to ask who you are ? " " Certaiidy," replied the lady, who had enjoyed the soldier's discomfiture with a piquant relish ; " I am his slave ! " Proof ag-ainst Federal G-allantry. One or two rebel victories at Bull Run are matters pretty generally known. Of any female victories, however, in that re- gion, somewhat less has been told. A Proof against Federal Gallantry. certain Tjnion Colonel, a staff" ofiicer of or.e of our Generals, noted for his talent at repartee, and for the favorable opinion which he entertained of his own good looks, stopped at the house of a farmer, and discovered there a fine milch cow, and, still better, a pretty girl, attired in a neat calico dress, cut low in the neck and short in the sleeves. After several misuccess- ful attempts to engage the young lady in conversation, he proposed to her to have 570 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. the COW milked for his own special benefit. This she indignantly refused. The Colo- nel, not wishing to compromise his reputa- tion for gallantry, remarked that if all the yoniig ladies in Virginia were as beautiful as the one he had the pleasure of address- ing, he had no desire to conquer the Con- federacy. With a toss of her pretty head and a slight but most expressive elevation of her nose, she answered thus : " Well, sir, if all the gentlemen in your army are as ugly as you are, we ladies have no de- sire to conquer them ! " HoAv are you, Colonel ? Doubtful Loyalty, Political and Matri- monial. Kansas City is a gay place, and they have queer specimens of humanity down there. If there should exist any doubt on this subject, the following case in point, about a woman of doubtful loyalty who was brought before the Provost Marshal, will help to confirm the assertion. This woman gave as an evidence of her loyalty that her husband had been killed in the One Hundred and Sixth Illinois regiment. " When did your husband go to Illinois ? " " About three years ago." " That was before the war, was it not ? " " Yes." " Why did you not go to Illinois with him ? " " Well, I didn't like to go off so far Avith a man I wasn't much acquainted with." " You don't mean to say that your own husband was so much of a stranger that you did not like to go Avith him ? " " Yes, I do. I had only been married to him about a year, and I wasn't going to leave my folks and go off to Illinois with a man I didn't know more about." What could the Marshal do to get such a case off his hands but to discharge her, — though, estimating her loyalty to her country by that to her husband, she Avas a somewhat doubtful patriot. The Bloody Plag- of Fort Pillow. The widoAv of Major Booth, formerly commander at Fort Pillow, and who Avas killed there, having arrived at Fort Pick- ering, below Memphis, Colonel Jackson of the Sixth United States Hea\'y Artil- lery had his regiment formed into line for her reception. In front of its centre stood fourteen men, as fine, brave fellows as ever trod the earth. They Avere the remnant of the First battalion of the regiment noAV draAvn up — all Avho had escaped the fiend- ish scenes at Pillow. IVIrs. Booth came forAvard. In her hand she bore a flag, red and clotted Avith human blood. She took a position in front of the fourteen heroes, ?o lately under her de- ceased husband's command. The ranks before her observed a silence that Avas full of solemnity. Many a hard face shoAvcd by twitching lips and humid eyes hoAA^ the sight of the bereaved lady touched bosoms that could meet steel almost unmovecl, and drcAv on the fountain of tears that had ]-e- mained dry even amid the pitiless sights of a terrific battle. Turning to the men before her, she said : " Boys, I have just come from a visit to the hospital at Mound City. There I saAv your comrades Avound- ed at the bloody struggle in Fort PilloAv. There I found this flag — you recognize it ! One of your comrades saved it from the insulting touch of traitors. I have given to mj country all I had to give — my hus- band — such a gift ! Yet I ha\'e freely given him for freedom and my country. Next to my husband's cold remains, the dearest object left to me in the world is this flag — the flag that AvaAcd in proud defiance over the Avorks of Fort Pillow ! Soldiers ! this flag I give to you, knoAving that you Avill ever remember the last words of my noble husband, ^ Never surrender the Ji(ig to traitors.'' " Colonel Jackson then receiA^ed from her hand — on behalf of his command — the blood stained flag. He called upon the regiment to receive it as such a gift ought to be received. At that call he and every man of the regiment fell upon their knees, and solemnly appealing to the God of bat- tles, each one SAvore to avenge their brave DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 571 and fallen comrafles, and never — ^ Never surrender the flag to traitors' Maiden Loveliness at Culpepper. Some — but happily not all — of the wo- men of Virginia, were positively hideous in their fierce secession sentiments. For instance, wlien the Union army Avas re- treating through that hot-bed of rebellion, Culpepper, a young girl stood at her father's door and gave utterance to her feeling-; in this wise : "You're falling back again, you Yankee cut-throats and robbers, are you? I now shall see my ' Bonnie Blue P^lag ' again " — (here she sang a verse of that song in a shrill, hyena key,) — " you ought to paint a black wench on your dirty Star Draggled Bamier, and a Yankee horse-thief embracing her." Southern Female Chivalry, As Colonel Lander was riding ahead of his troops, down the road and reconnoiter- ing, on the way to Phillippi, he came to a house by the road-side, where the Avoman was up, Avhen, Yankee-like, he began to question her about the number of seces- sionists in the neighborhood. She wanted to know what side he belonged to. He replied by asking if she supposed he would be in that neighboi-hood if he did not want to join the secessionists. He learned from her that the rebels had no artillery. Be- fore he returned from his reconnoissance of the town of Phillippi the woman had discovered her mistake, and had a pis- tol in hand for him, which she discharged at his person, without any damage, how- ever. He took off his hat and bowed to her very gallantly, and begged her not to shoot at his men, as they would kill her. Just then the advance of his reconnoiter- ing party came up, when he ordered a couple of them to seize the woman's son, a lad of about seventeen, to prevent him informing the enemy of their approach. The boy was immediately seized, when the mother came at them with an axe and the fury of a savage, and they had to let the boy go to defend themselves, when he took to the woods and Avas soon lost to sight. As the main body of troops marched by, she fired her pistol at them also, but without effect, her door receiving in return some half-dozen rifle ball perforations, to remind her that shooting was a dangerous business. Fine Trap but no Game. Mrs. Mills was a genuine Virginia speci- men of her sex, and her husband was ab- sent in the Confederate army, of which he was an officer. One day she was visited by two Federal officers, (Quartermaster S. and Commissary B.) who were on a forag- ing excursion. Mrs. Mills received them in a most bewitchingly friendly manner, spread out a glorious dinner, and offered to sell them oceans of milk and bushels of cherries. With a pleasant smile she invited them into the house, setting chairs for their accommodation. Nothing loth, the two officials entered, and after some pressing consented to unsaddle their horses and turn them out to graze. Nothing could exceed the politeness of Mrs. Mills. She was so glad they had come, and so fearful that their long ride, under a scorch- ing sun, might have fatigued them. And were they not hungry? Wouldn't they allow her to set out something for them to eat? She was so sorry their camp was so distant, for nothing would delight her more than to send them strawberries and milk, and cherries, and everything which her garden could furnish. She thought the Union soldiers were such gentlemen — so gallant and brave — and so considerate towards the poor Virginians who had lost their all in this sorrowful war. And couldn't they stay to dinner, and allow her to treat them with true Virginia hospi' tality ? Such a loving reception extended by the Avife of a secession soldier to two per- fect strangers, was so very unlike other earthly things, and so very like the con- cluding chapters of the " yeller kivered," 572 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION. that it astonished oui' soldier friends. The commissary looked at the quartermaster, and the quartermaster, thinking he de- tected a wink in B.'s eye, returned it, and both together they entered the house. With many thanks and protestations that nothing was further from their intention than to give trouble, they took seats, and whilst the lady bustled about to prepare dinner, had time to look about them. They were in a cleanly, well kept Vir- ginia log-house, with old-fashioned furni- ture ; and were evidently partaking of the hospitalities of a lady of cultivated man- ners and excellent understanding. Their ride had been a long and troublesome one, and their hearts were almost melted in gratitude towards their fair benefactress. A few moments suflRced for the prepara- tion of the meal, and the lady, placing chairs at the table, invited them to be seated. Of course, nothing on that humble board could, in her estimation, suit the epicu- rean palates of two such gallant officers of the Union army. Her bread she was afraid was too heavy, and her butter too soft. Her milk had soured, and, she was almost a:>hamed to tell it, but the very last piece of fresh meat had been eaten that very morning, and she had nothing but ham to ofli'er the gentlemen, — but then the ham had been of her father's own raising, and she knew they would like it. Perhaps they would taste some of her early cher- ries and strawberries, and asparagus, too ; but no, the cherries were under, and the strawberries over ripe, and that good-for- nothing wench that did the cooking had left the asparagus too long on the fire, and it was boiled all to pieces. She knew the gentlemen wouldn't like it. And her po- tatoes, too, she had taken such pains with them, and just to think how sodden they were — oh, it was awful ! " My dear madam," broke in the polite quartermaster, " piay don't apologise any more. The meal is excellent. I haven't ever sat down to a better. Have you, B? " " No, indeed," said the commissary ; " why, at home, I never had anything like it. Salt pork and small potatoes are all we get up in our country." The lady was terribly afraid that the gentlemen were not being suited, and that they really thought her dinner a poor one, " but then you know," she added with a smile, " I am doing my best, and if I could do better I would." " Of couree," said the quartermaster. " Of course," echoed the commissary. " And if my butter is soft it is not my fault, is it ? " " Oh, certainly not," exclaimed both in concert. The lady was so bewitching, that for two hours the guests sat at her table, eating and talking. The quartemiaster made the apologies, and the commissary adroitly put the questions. The fair rebel no doubt thought she had effectually caught the two simple hearted gentlemen who sat meekly before her, and gior}'ing in the triumph which afternoon would bring, were slightly wnguarded. " I believe, madam, that your husband is in the Confederate army," said B ; ''you must be verj lonely without him." " Oh, no — not witli such good company as you are, and then, besides, I hear from him every two or three days, and he tells me all what is going on. Only a day or two ago I had word from him." The quartermaster treasured this up, and the commissary, looking ten times more simple-hearted than previously, ejaculated, " How very nice ! " " Yes, and he says that Beauregard's army, or a good part of it, at least, is at Richmond, and that soon the enemy Avill be driven from about here, and then he can come and see me whenever he wants to." The quartermaster took a mouthful of water, and the commissary said, " Indeed ! " After a pause, he ventured to ask — "■ But, madam, suppose your husband should be shot ; how would you take it?" DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 573 "Oil, never you mind her," broke in B., "she knows very well that if he's killed, I will come down here and marry her." " Your northern gentlemen are so kind," said the lady, " why, I never did see a finer set of fellows, and every one unmar- ried, too. How strange 1 " " Not strange at all," said the quarter- master, " because only single men come to war, the married ones staying at home to take care of their -wives." The lady thought a moment, and re- plied — I " I wish that was the case with us. I was so sorry to lose my husband, and he was so sorry to go. Only the other day he was here, and some rough men came along and forced him to leave." " Don't cry about it," said kmd-hearted B., as the lady's tears began to come, "you know very well I'll make it all right for you, if he's taken prisoner." " Will you ? " " Oh, yes ; you see my friend here is a quartermaster, and his sister knows a young man that was present at Gen. Mc- Clellan's wedding, and I, too, frequently write letters to him, and he will do any- thing for me. Why, only the other day, I sent him a letter asking him for a barrel of whiskey, putting ' commissary ' after my name, so that he would know it was me, and he sent it to me right away." "Did he?" " Yes, and there's no end to the boxes of crackere and barrels of pork, and bar- rels of sugar and coifee, and boxes of can- dles and cheese, he sends me, for myself and friends, and when his wagons — you know he keeps three or four — are doing some- thing else, why, my friend, the quarter- master, jumps aboard his, and drives over, and handing the sei'vant a piece of paper from me, comes back with lots of them. Why. the General will do anything for me." The lady appeared as if she thought she had found a friend, indeed, and gave him her husband's name and regiment. B. took it down, and said if the old gentleman was takeiij he would send him over to her " as soon as he could." Just as soon as she saw a man coming along the road with her husband, she might believe it was he coming back. They sat talking for a long time, each one becoming more interested in the other, until the quartermaster espied a Federal horseman galloping along the road in front of the house. His manner Avas excited, and the lady suddenly turning towards the door, muttered, " Have they found out so soon what our friends are about ? " Nei- ther of the officers changed countenance, as they were fully prepared for what was coming, and had not rode three miles out- side the Federal lines to be gulled by any female manoeuvres. The commissary con- tinued talking, and after a moment the quartermaster went out, and leading the horses to a point where the lady could not see the movements, briskly saddled them. The work was finished, and he re-entered the house, joining in the conversation as if nothing was suspected. " But, Mrs. Mills," faid he, after a mo- ment's small talk, " haven't you any milk or butter you could sell us ? I almost for- got it, but we came here to buy something for the starving fellows at the camp." Had he seen the starving fellows at camp about this lime, perhaps he Avould not hav^e talked so placidly about them. The telegraph line had signalled danger to them, and with it came the order to pre- pare for a fight. ' Where is the quarter- master and commis.-ary ? ' was heard on all sides. They had been gone since early morning, and here, at four o'clock, they had not returned. ' The enemy advancing in force,' had been signalled from the very direction in Avhich they had gone, and their long absence was a sure indication that they had been captured. Heavy bets were staked against it. ' I'll bet two and a half to one they're taken,' cried a Colo- THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION nel., ' Take it ! ' said a major, ' they've got fast horses, and can go a streak.' Every one was anxious. But, with minds far from anxiety, our two officers still staid Avitli Mrs. Mills, pro- curing all sorts of dainties, and filling their bags and baskets with them. They rose finally, however, saying they must be go- ing, and the commissary took out his pock- et-book to pay for the articles they had bought. He flourished its contents very considerably, and the lady higgled about the change, and couldn't calculate, and had no dimes or quarters, and must go up stairs for some small money. B. didn't object, but winked to the quartermaster, who brought uj) the horses, and they both mounted. " Mrs. Mdls," shouted he, '' I have the right money — here it is." Down stairs came the lady, and sought to engage them in conversation again. She reluctantly took tlie money, and, find- ing that they would go, was at loss for fur- ther means of detention. But hospitality came to her aid, and she asked them to dmner next day. Of course they consent- ed, and, thanking her, arranged what dainties were to be ])rovided. Two min- utes more settled that point, and as they bade her Good-bye, a shadoAv passed ovx'r her countenance. They walked their horses leisurely to the road, and, looking behind them, each one clapped the spur deep into his horse's side, and witli light- ning speed tliey galloped off. Five minutes afterwards a secession troop came riding by, some stopping at the house to hunt for Unionists ! Mrs. Mills had set a fine trap, but lost her game. The above spirited sketch, though float- ing as a waif upon the tide of newspaper reading, sounds so much like the effusions of ' Sentinel,' of the New York World, and Mr. Shanks, of the New York Herald, that, even if not due to one or the other of the writers named, they may truthfid- ly be spoken of as having laid the coun- try under no slight obligation for the vast amount of information which, from the various seats of war, they daily com- municated to their respective journals. Finer specimens of reportorial aptness, vivacity, and felicitous narrative, are sel- dom met Avith, whether in newspapers or books, in times of war or of peace. "Camp- Fire and Cotton-Field," by Mr. Thos. W. Knox, one of the reportorial staff of the Herald, deserves special commendation, as being altogether unsurpassed for its pano- ramic views of the Great War and all those vai'ious side scenes and occurrences which constitute the most piquant feature in war narratives. Old Hannali and the Restored Soldier. The hospitals in Jefferson City, Missou- ri, were at one time in tlie most fearful condition imaginable. One i)oor fellow, as he stated to a visitor, had lain there sick on the hard boards, and seen five men car- ried away dead, one after the other, from his side. He Avas worn to a skeleton ; worn through so tliat great sores were all over his back, and filthy beyond telhng. Old Hannah. One day, old Hannah, a black woman who had some washing to do for a doctor, went down the ward to hunt him up. She saw, on her way, this dying man, and had com- passion on him, saying, " O, doctor ! let me bring to the man my bed, to keep him off the floor." The doctor said, " The man is DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON , ETC, 575 dying ; he will be dead to-morrow." To- morrow came, and old Hannah could not rest. She went to see the man, and he was still alive. Then she got some help, took her bed, put the man on it, and car- ried him bodily to her shanty ; then she A\'ashed him all over, as a Avoman would a baby, and fed him with a spoon, and wooden boxes, on which different makers put their various distinguishing brands. One day a lot of peculiarly hard arrived in the camp of the Fifth Excelsior. Sev- eral of the boys were wondering the mean- ing of the brand upon the boxes, which was as follow s : B. C, 603 ; the figures be- ing immediately beneath the initials. Va- Familiar Soldier Scenes. fought death hand to hand day and night, and beat him back and saved the sol- dier's life, so that he was soon going on a furlough to his home in Indiana. He be- sought Hannah to go with him, but she could not spare time — there was all that washing to do. She went with him to the steamboat, got him fixed to her mind, and then she kissed him, and the man lifted up liis voice as she left him and wept like a child. Hard Tack for the Fifth Excelsior. Hard bread, or as it has generally been called in camp, ' hard tack,' is the soldier's food on a campaign. It comes in square rious interpretations were surmised, but all rejected, until one individual who was then in the act of attempting to masticate a piece, declared it was plain enough — - " couldn't be misunderstood." " Why, how so ? " was the query. " Oh ! " he replied, " that is the date when the crackers were made — six hundred and three years before Christ." (603 B. C.) Army Matrimonial Advertisements— Hin€ to Romantic Young- Ladies. As to who the matrimonial advertisers in the army were — some of them, at least, — the following, which was sent to a Phil- adelphia paper, wUl serve as a sample. If 576 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, the gallant writer was as hard on the se- cessionists as he is upon Noah Webster and Lindley Murray, he was a soldier who deserved to be rewarded with as good a wife as his " advertisement " could scare Mp:— 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 hapit, such as useing profane language and drinking and useing tobacco ; and I would like to open ' a correspondince with some intelligent young lady, photograph ex- changed 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. 03d O. V. I., 2d Brig., 3d Div., 4th A. C, via Nashville, Tennessee. Now 1 want you to stick in a gay ad- vertisement. Record of a Ijoyal Family : Five Martsrr Sons. In November, 1864, the Boston papers published a communication from Adjutant General Schouler, of Massachusetts, in which he mentioned the case of a Boston lady, a widow, Avho had had five sons killed in the war, and who was in rather poor circumstances. The lady was about sixty years of age, residing in Ward Eleven. In response to the General's letter a con- 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 comforta- ble for Thaiiksfjivin};. The names of the live martyr sons are as follows : Sergemit Charles N. Bixby, Company D, Massachusetts Twentieth reg- iment, killed at Fredericksburg, May 3d, 18G3 ; Corporal Henry Bixby, Company K, Thirty-second regiment, killed at Get- tysburg, July 3d, 18G3 ; private Edward Bixby, Twenty-second regiment, died ot wounds in the hospital at Folly Island, South Carolina; pi'ivate 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 Peters- burg, July 30th, 1864. A sixth son, who was wounded in one of the then recent battles, and who belonged to a Massachu- setts regiment, Avas l}'ing ill m one of the hospitals. General Schouler's letter, it seems, at- tracted the attention of President Lincoln, who, by some means imknown to the Gen- eral, ascertained the name of the mother, and an early mail brought the following letter to the Adjutant General for IMrs. Bixby : Executive Mansion, Washington, 2ist Nov., 1864. " Dear Madam : I have been shown in the files of the War Department a state- ment of the Adjutant General of Mas- sachusetts that you are the mother of five sons who have died gloriously on the field of battle. I feel how weak and fruitless must be any words of mine wliich should attempt to begude you from the grief of a loss so overwhelming. But I cannot refrain from tendering to you the consolation that may be found in the thanks of the republic they died to save. 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 Yours, very sincerely and respectful- A. Lincoln." " Mrs. Bixby." DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 577 Home and the Battlefield. In a ramble over the field of battle at Gettysburg, after the awful scenes of car- nage enacted there had ceased, the party came across a soldier who, althougli not apparently a severe sufferer, was anxious thought of liis dear ones at home and their dependence upon him, and his possible in- ability to care for them m the fiiture. Then he answered haltingly: " Because, because, Sir, I have use for it." Yes, poor fellow, doubtless he had use for it. No wonder that brave John Bums — the only man at Gettysburg who fought at the battle in defence of his home — was inspired to do such noble deeds, imder such noble examples ! John Bums, the only man in Gettysburg, Pa , who fought at the Battle.- to rehearse his ills. The surgeon, after some cursory examination of his wound, remarked : " You must have that hmb examined, my good feUow ; I will send for you to- morrow, and have you brought up." A look of unutterable longing passed over the soldier's face. He knew the thought of the siu-geon's mind ; that ex- amination meant amputation, and he ex- claimed, half-savagely, but with a childish entreaty mellowing the defiance of his voice : " I can't lose that leg — I can't, can't ! " "But why?" He paused a moment, and a startled look passed over liis face, as if in a flash he had 36 AH for her Lover. Among the passengers on board the steamer Georgiana, plymg between For- tress Mom'oe and Baltunore, 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. JVIrs. Baxley appeared gay on the passage,, and at the breakfast table the next morn- ing she made some remarks which attracted the attention of JVIr. Brigham, who asked her jocosely whether she was a secession- ist — to which she answered, " Yes." After the gang plank was run out, the boat hav- ing landed at Baltimore, Mrs. Baxley was heard to say that she " thanked God she had arrived home safe ; " and when about stepping ashore, IVIr. Brigham tapped her on the shoulder and requested her attend- ance 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 exclauning 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 of Baltimore was infoi-med of the case, when he sent a lady to examine Mrs. Bax- ley with more scrutiny. Almost every possible place about her clothing was filled 578 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, with letters from Secessia for rebel sym- pathizers at Baltimore. But in her corsets was found a document which, when taken by the lady examining the smuggler, Mrs. Baxley rushed at her, and, getting hold of the paper, tore it in two. The lady examiner rushed at Mrs. B., at the same time calling assistance. Mr. Brigham, who stood outside while the operation was going on, rushed into tlie saloon and found Mr.s. Baxley vanquished, and the document, though torn, in the pos- session of tlie Provost Marshal's aid. This document proved to be a commission from Jeff. Davis to a Dr. Septimus Brown, of Baltimore, also passes and direction for him to run the Federal blockade, in order to gain the rebel domains. The Dr. was innnediately arrested and sent to Fort McITenry.. Madam Baxley was taken to a hotel and several police officers placed on guard over her. While locked in her room, she dropped a note out of her window ad- dressed to her lover (the rebel doctor) im- ploring him, for God's sake, to fly, as all was discovered. She was also quite dis- heartened 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 cu^i of liappi- ness (alas ! such is life and such is love !) was dashed from her lips as she was about drinking fr6m it. It seemed to be her only and darling desire to get her lover into tlie rebel army, and, having succeeded, she was only detected in her nefarious transactions when about completing her mission. Supper for All: Woman's Goodness. One summer night, a lady belonging to Fall River, Massachusetts, a passenger on the Metropolis, wliile going from New York with some sick and wounded prison- ers, seeing they were not cared for as her generous nature Avould dictate, and learn- ing from them that the wants of tlie inner man were just then the strongest, called the steward of the boat to her; she says — " Can these men have supper ? " " No. ma'am ; there has been no provision made of that kind by the Government, and we cannot provide these unless we provide all." " Can you get them all supper if 1 will pay for it ? " " Yes." " Very well, do so." The supper was accordingly got, with all the delicacies on hand. No stint, but the best, for which the sum of $150 was paid. No one was informed of the act, no herald or newspaper reporter was there to proclaim it. One of the recipients of her noble bomity is the narrator of this. Mose Bryan paying: his Respects to General Burnside. Among the contrabands who presented themselves to General Burnside were Moses and Africa Bryan. The former asked, on coming into military quarters, for General Burnside. Having his tent pointed out, he entered it, and proceeded Mose Bryan to introduce himself. Bowing to the Gen- eral, he says : " I took the liberty to call on you — I am Moses Bryan." " Well," says the General, " I am Gen- DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, '0 ei'al Burnside. Are you a good Union man, Moses ? " " I am that," says Mose. '' Well, then, give me your hand," says the great-hearted hero ; and he at once clasped the hand of his sable ally : " Have you been looking for me ? " he continued. " Yes, massa, I and my people have watched, and have prayed for you so long and so often," was the late bondman's an- swer. " What, wasn't you afraid we would sell you to Cuba ? " the General next asked. " No, Sir," said the other, " Ave know you never do that." And here, after mutual interchanges of good wishes, the visitor, with a native po- liteness which would have set Avell on the shoulders of any one, had the good sense to see that the interview had continued long enough, and withdrew. Loyalty and Abolitionism supposed Synoni- mous. At one of the leading hotels in New Orleans, a party were one day sitting at tlie breakfast table, before Louisiana had seceded. The question was asked, " Is there any news this morning ? " A south- erner, one of the most Avealthy men in the city, a burly man, accustomed to des- potic sway among his negroes, replied coolly, " Nothing, except that some of our boys Avent 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 posi- tion, hesitatingly inquired, not pi"0\'oking- ly, 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 d — Yankee and abolitionist, and declaring that if she were a man, he would wring her nose for her, and that, as soon as her husband came in, he Avould hold him ac- countable, and wring his nose. No one dared to interfere, for such men carried bowie-knives and revolvers ; and there was no power of law to punish one for shooting a person accused of abolitionism. The lady Avas in a state of indescribable terror. She expected, every moment, to see her husband come in, to be first gross- ly 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, Avhen I assure you that I intended no of- fense? I merely AV'ished lo ask a ques- tion for information." " Yes," Avas the reply, " I Avill accept the apology of a lady ; but you are no lady — you are a cursed abolitionist, and I will Avring your luisband's no:^e for him Avhen 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 Avounded in the Vir- ginia battles, in the summer of 1864, Avere being transferred to tlie ambulances, a lady from Michigan was seen looking anx- iously around to ascertain if either of her Soldiers' Graves, Bull Run sons was among the number. Presently she recognized her son among the throng. He Avas seated on a coffin, and his arm seemed to be shot off, or partly so. " Where is Charles ? " said the anxious parent, Avhile 580 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION. her countenance expressed the agony of in- tense suspense and her voice could only find a choked utterance. " In this, mother," said the wounded man, pointing to the cof- fin on which he sat. The scene was heart- rending. The stricken mother had also another son in the army. " She Loved a Soldier Lad." The lover of a young Ohio girl had en- listed, and she determined to join him. Slie was inspected, accepted, and sworn in with the rest of tlie company ; marclied to Camp Jackson, Oliio, drilled tliere sev- eral days, when she was sent with the Third Ohio Regiment to Camp Dennison, near Cincinnati. Here she assisted in all the duties of foi-ming a new camp, hand- ling lumhei", standing sentry, etc., until Saturday, when, ascertaining for the first time that there were two Camp Den- nisons, and that while she was in one her lover was in the other, in Lancaster, Penn., she went to Colonel Morrow, and requested to be changed from the company she was in, giving as her reason that she preferred associating with Americans, and her company was composed of Irishmen. Her real design was, when her request should be granted, to choose a place in one of the companies of the Second Regi- ment, not knowing that it would be im- possible to change htr from one regiment to another. Col. Morrow discovered the secret of her sex. Marshal Thompson then supplied her with clothing, having enrobed herself in which, she expressed a desire to leave, as she had friends in the city with whom she could sojourn. She Avas released. Very Pleasant Surprise for Two. A sprightly young wife appeared one day at the office of the Sanitary Commis- sion in Louisville, asking to have a dis- patch written for a permit to visit her hus- band in Nashville. The clerks turned to consult the record for bis name, which she at once pronoiuiced a useless delay — " she knew he was in Nashville, and all she wanted was a dispatch written, and would be obliged for as much haste as possible." " But," said the clerk, " are you quite sure he is in Nashville ? " " Certainly ; no- thing is more certain." " You would have no objections to meeting him here ? " the clerk inquired again, his eye resting on an open page, with his finger at a particular name. The Avoman flushed as if annoy- ed. " You are playing with me. Sir. Will you give me the dispatch ? " " No ; you will not need it. This ' abstract ' will please you better. These are direc- tions where to find your husband — a few blocks ofl^," the clerk rejoined, a smile breaking over his face. With one look — such as a woman can give — to be sure that she was not the victim of .a deception, the young wife darted away, and a few moments afterward found that, after all, the one she sought was not in Nashville, but right within reach of her loving arms. Such is an illustration of the noble Sani- tary Commission, to which such men as Bellows and others consecrated their time and talents during the war, — the noblest scheme of military beneficence, and on the most gigantic scale, ever undertaken in the ages of the world. Delivered at the Eleventh Hour. Major Fullerton, of General Granger's staff, developed quite a Uttle romance in Slielbyville, Tennessee. Just as the Con- fedei'ate forces were being driven out of the town, the General was on horseback galloping through one of the streets, and when passing an old dingy brick house almost hid from view by the cedar trees in the yard, he observed at a window in it a young lady in her robe de nuit, beckon- ing him toward her. Although advised not to stop, he wheeled his horse around and entered the yard. A he rebel en- deavored to keep him from entering, while the lady called out to him that he must come. So, pushing Mr. Rebel to one DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 581 side, the General at once passed into the house and entered the room where the lady was. She proved to be the beautiful Miss Cushman, then quite ill and prostrat- ed by a nervous fever, brought on by the hardships, indignities and insults she had undergone. As he entered the room she caught him by the hand and said — " Thank God, you all have come at last ; 1 am now safe ! " Her story Avas short. Her wrongs and sutferings had been long. Two or three months previ- ovisly, she had occa- sion to pass through the lines from Nash- ville to Shelbyville. When she am-ived there, it was discov- ered by the secession authorities that she was a Unionist. These two circum- stances taken togeth- er were enough to convict her as a spy, under the arbitrary rulings of the Confederate Government. She was arrested, tried, and condemned to be executed. She tried to make her escape to the Fedei-al lines, but could not succeed. Before the day fixed for her execution she was taken dangerously ill, and was then removed to the house in which she was discovered. They left Shelbyville in such haste that they either forgot her or else they had not the transportation to carry her, — the only carriage that could be had, carried General Bragg and family out of town with great speed a few hours before the Federals entered. An ambulance was fitted up for Miss Cushman, and in it she was sent forward by her deliverers. Relieved througrh the Mercy of Death. One morning the ambulance brought a load of fourteen Federal prisoners to be immur- ed in a Southern prison. Among them was a young man — yomig, judging from the skeleton-like but still powerful frame — but old, from the pinched and ghastly face — a dying one, at all events. Somebody near by uttered the word, softly, " Starv- ing ! " But low as it was uttered, the poor boy of whom it was spoken caught the word. " Yes," he said, feebly, " it is quite use- Military Prison at Salisbury, N. C. less, gentlemen — no," turning from the bread that was offered him, " I loathe it now. For days and days I have been mad for it. I have had murder in my heart. I thought if one died the rest might live. Once we caught a dog and roasted bim, and quarreled over the bits. We had no cover ; we lay on the scorch- ing sand, and, when the terrible heats were over, came the raw fogs and bitter wind." He stopped, seemingly from exhaustion, and lay a few moments silent; then the pitiful voice commenced again : " We were very brave for a while ; we thought help was coming. We never dreamed they could go on at home eating, l}ang soft, and making merry, while we were dying by inches. I think if my brother knew — If ever you get back T charge you, before God, find out Robert 582 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, Bence, surgeon of the — INIaine. Tell him that his brother Jem starved to death, and that thousands more are — Ah ! just Heaven ! the pain again ! O Christ ! help me ! have — " The words died away in inarticulate ravings. He tossed his arms wildly over his head ; his whole frame racked with the most awful throes. '' And this," says the narrator, '' was my poor boy ; so wast- ed, so horribly transformed, that I had not known him. His glazing eyes had not recognized me. His few remaining hours were one long, raving agony. He never knew that his brother was by his side. I died over and over again, standing there in my utter helplessness. I had never so thanked God as when his moaning fell away into the merciful silence of death." Miss Lee and the Yankee Corporal. After the battle of Manassas, the Union prisoners were conveyed to the Richmond prisons, and, as the train was compelled to halt at every station from one to three hours, the journey occupied two days. Corporal W. H. Merrill, who Mas one of the prisoners, had the honor of a confabu- Miss Lee and the Yankee Corporal. lation with one of the many bright-witted ladies avIio contributed, by their spirited words and acts, to give such eclat to the cause of the South. According to the Corporal : — Arriving at Culpepper, the daughter of Major Lee, a young and beautiful damsel, came up to the window from which I leaned, and asked if she could do anything for me ; and added, " What did you come down here for ? " [This had become a ster- eotyped query.] I replied, '♦To protect the Stars arid Stripes and preserve the Union." My questioner then proceeded, after the uniform custom, to berate General Scott i " That miserable old Scott — a Virginian by birth — a traitor to his own State — we all hate him ! " Miss Lee wore upon her bonnet a mina- ture silken secession flag, which she hand- ed me, remarking that she thought I could fight as well for the "• Stars and Bars " as for the Stars and Stripes. I playfully re- minded her that she had just denounced General Scott as a traitor to his own State — and if I should fight for the " Stars and Bars," I should be a traitor to the State of New York ! This trivial argument was evidently a poser. " Oh," responded she, " I had not thought of that ! " But she insisted upon my acceptance of the emblem of disloyalty, and I still retain it out of kindly regard for the donor. She cut the button from my coat sleeve, and I consented to the " formal exchange," though not fully recognizing her as a " bel- ligerent power." Scarcely Seventeen Years, but a Heroine. Miss Amelia E. Harmon, a beautiful girl of some seventeen summers, played a prominent part in the thrilling drama of the Gettysburg battles. She ocevipied with her relatives the best dAvelling house in the country round about, and visible from the Seminary Ridge about a mile west of Gettysburg. The destruction of this building was alluded to by Mr. Eve- rett in his celebrated Cemetery Oration. Early on the eventful Wednesday morning, the signs of the approaching tempest were so numerous and immistaka- ble that Miss Harmon was prevented from atteudiu"; the school at Oak Ridge. Dur' DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC. 583 ing the charge of Buford's cavalry, which commenced the battle, the lioiise in ques- tion was forcibly occupied by tlie Federal sharpshooters from which to fire upon the rebels. On the repulse of the Union cav- alry the Confederates announced their in- tention of firing the building, in accordance with the laws of war ; , it having been used, they said, as a fort. The family and the young lady protested, explaining that the occupation was forcible, and not with their consent, — the young lady adding that ' her mother, who was not now living, was a Southern woman, and that she would blush for her parentage if Southern men could thus fire the house of defenceless females, and turn them out in the midst of battle ! ' One of the Confederates then approach- ed her and proposed, in a confidential man- ner, that if she would prove that she was not a renegade Southerner by hurrahing for the Southern Confederacy, he would see what could be done. The young he- roine indignantly refused the mean pro- posal, and, abandoning her burning home with her aunt, ran the gauntlet of the fire of the two armies. Four-leg-ged Pets in the Army. The correspondents of the St. Louis Republican, Journal, and Democrat, of the Chicago Tribune, Times, and Journal, the Louisville Journal, and of the Cincinnati Gazette, Enquirer, Times, and Commer- cial, would do the country a most valuable service by embodying in volume form the diversified and sparkling contributions, through their respective columns, with which they favored the public during the war. No chronicles were so widely read or so greatly praised, especially by those peculiarly interested in the Western troops. ' Bun " and ' Dot ' are thus delineated by the same hand that could portray the storm and carnage of battle : They had the strangest pets in the army — such as nobody would think of taking to at home, and yet they were little touches of the gentler nature as gave one some sucli cordial feeling, when seeing them, as it is said residents of Bourbon county, Ky., habitually experience at so much a gallon. One of the army boys carried a red squir- rel through "thick and thin" over a thou- sand miles, " Bun " eating hard tack like a veteran and having the fi'eedom of the tent. Another's affections overflowed upon a slow-winking, unspeculative little oivl, captured in Arkansas, and bearing a name witli a decidedly classical smack to it — Minerva. A third gave his heart to a young Cumberland mountain hear. But chief among camp-pets were dogs. Riding on the saddle-bow, tucked into a baggage wagon, mounted on a knapsack, growling under a gun, were dogs brought to a premature end as to ears and tails, and yellow at that ; pug-nosed, square- headed brutes, sleek terriers, delicate mor- sels of spaniels — Tray, Blanche, Sweet- heart, little dogs and all. A dog, like a horse, comes to love the rattle and crash of musket and caiuion. There Avas one in an Illinois regiment — and perhaps regarded as belonging to it, though his name might not have appeared on the muster-roll — that chased half-spent shot as a kitten frolics with a ball of worst- ed. He was under fire, and twice wound- ed, and left the tip of his tail at the battle of Stone River. "Woe to the man that had wantonly killed him ! But there was a little white spaniel that messed with one of the batteries, and delighted in the name of " Dot," who was a special favorite. No matter what was up, that fellow's silken coat must be washed every day and there was need enough of it, for when the bat- tery was on the march, they just plunged him into the sponge-bucket — not the tidiest chamber imaginable — that swings, like its more peaceful neighbor, the tar-bucket, under the rear axle of the gun-carriage — plumped him into that, clapped on the cover, and Dot was good for an inside pas- sage. One day the battery crossed a stream, and the water came well up to the 584 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. guns. Nobody thought of Dot, and, when all across, a gunner looked into the bucket — alas ! it was full of water, and Dot was as dead as a little dirty door-mat. Iflr. Bichardson Initiating- his Escape. One of the neatest ' sells ' was that practiced by Mr. Richardson, (the brilliant writer for the New York Tribune,) upon the prison guard at Salisbury, N. C, when he — Mr. R., — made his escape from that southern domicil, together with some sim- ilarly situated comrades. In Mr. Richard- son's account of his unique experience in this matter, he says : — Both " Jmiius " and our esteemed col- laborator, Mr. William E. Davis, of the Cincinnati Gazette, had been furnished with passes to visit, during the day, a rebel hospital, outside the fence and inner line of guards, to order in medical sup- plies for the prisoners. The inflexible rule was, to exact paroles whenever passes were granted, but in the confusion attend- ant upon the great influx of prisoners, the authorities had neglected to require them. None of us would have given paroles in any event ; but my friends had the good fortune not to be asked for them. On that Sunday evening, half an hour before dark — the latest hour they could pass the guard — they both went outside as usual to the rebel hospital. A few min- utes after, taking in my hand a great box full of the bottles in which medicines were brought in, I, too, walked rapidly up to the gate, wliile a dozen friends, in the se- cret, were looking on to see the result. I attempted to pass the sentinel, but he halted me and asked : " Have you a pass. Sir ? " " Certainly I have a pass," I answered. " Have you not seen it often enough to re- member by this time ? " " Very likely," he answered, a little nonplussed, " but I was not quite sure, and our orders are very strict." Thereupon I exliibited to him the gen- uine pass belonging to my colleague, whose face was so well known to the sentinel — though not liis name, as the event proved — tliat he had been able to go out without showing it. The soldier examined it, read- ing slowly and with difficulty, "■ Guards wall permit Jimius H. Browne, citizen- prisoner, to pass the inner gate, to bring in medical supplies ; " and then returned it, saying : " All right. Sir ; that pass is cor- rect, for I know Captain Fuqua's hand- writing." Once outside, I liid the medical box be- liind a fence, and found refuge in a little outbuilding until dark. My two friends there joined me ; and we walked through the outer gate into the streets in full view of the guard, who, seeing us come from the rebel hospital, supposed us to be sur- geons or their assistants. By skillful movements, the escape so in- geniously commenced, was carried out to complete success, all of which Mr. Rich- ardson admirably narrates in his book, — " The Field, Dungeon, and Escape." Great Act for a Little GirL Mr. Herbert, a kind-hearted farmer in Illinois, had a little daughter, who, heai'- ing her father ask others to give in aid of the sick and wounded soldiers, thought of what she could do. Of all her playthings she had nothing which could be sold for any amount and so bring money. But she had a very sweet pet lamb, almost as dear to her as a brother or a sister. That surely would bring something. It was of the very finest stock. She had taught it many cuiming tricks and winsome ways. The two, child and lamb, had eaten from the same dish, and many hours they had played together upon the sunny hillside, and the lamb, like " little Mary's," knew its name as well as that of its mistress. She pro- posed, with tears in her eyes, and almost heart-broken to think of it, to give her dear pet to the sick and woimded soldiers. She gave it, and she and the lamb together went in the procession, on one of the wagons. The president of the Soldiers' DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 585 Home gave twenty-five dollars for the lamb, and in his speech at the dinner, said he should prize it very much, and tln-ough the incident, teach his own daughter a les- son. After they had placed the lamb in a large box to be sent to its purchaser's country residence, its former little mis- tress took leave of it, fondling and kissing her dear pet. With her eyes full of tears she said she was very sorry to part with it, because it loved her and she loved it so much — but, the soldiers needed the money more than she did the lamb, because they sometimes lost their limbs, and sometimes were killed. Taking all the circumstances into consideration, it was a great act for a little girl. ♦ Escape from Libby Prison through a Young- Lady's Intervention. A Union prisoner who was confined in the Libby Prison, Richmond, had the good fortune to effect his escape, the means for which were furnished by a young lady, who had taken his case in hand through personal sympathy, and whose plan was as ingenious as it was gracious. This young lady sent the prisoner a bag of tobacco, inclosed in which he found a small Union flag, and a note telling him, if he would be firee, to appoint a time and place of meet- ing. To carry out so cherished a purpose, he affected death, and, having in this feigned condition been carried past the guard, lay in the dead house fi'ora noon vmtil dusk. He then scaled a fence ten feet in height, and reached another yard, where he met the young lady with a suit of clothing made from rebel blankets ; he then followed the young lady a long dis- tance, safely passing the guards, until he reached the house of the young lady's father. Here he was concealed and cared for in the best manner possible, for nine days, while her father obtained passes for him, paying three thousand dollars in Con- federate money for them ; and then hiring a carriage for five hundred dollars in the same kind of money, and getting to the Rappahannock by going such a round- about way as would prevent detection, he finally reached the Union Imes — thanks to his kind-hearted deliverer. Charleston "Women Under Pire. During the shelling of the city of Charles- ton, there was a moral sublimity exhibited in many cases by the female portion of that imperilled community, which could but challenge the heart-feeling even of the Federals, whose object it was to destroy or capture that cradle-city of secession. An instance of the calm heroism to which women can rise is thus given : A lady, dressed in deep mourning, was seated in the front verandah of her dwelling, en- gaged in sewing, when a Pavrott shell came screaming up the harbor and burst with an unearthly sound, just above and in front of the position where she was sitting, throwing its fragments in every direction. But this " Mother of Gracchi," as she may be called, remained tranquil in her seat, slowly and sadly raising her eyes toward the point where the shell had burst. She was observed to thoughtfully gaze for an instant upon the deadly scattering missile, and then as calmly to resmne her womanly employment, in serene silence. From her mourning apparel it was judged she had felt before the horrors and desolation of war. Perhaps her only sou had fallen, in strange fatuity of warfare against his coun- try, at Wagner, at Sumter, or on James Island. Or perhaps the " loved one of her bosom " had fallen, and the Angel of Death had no more teiTor for her. General Lyon leading his Charge at Spring- field. While General Lyon was standing, in the battle at Springfield, Missouri, where bullets flew thickest, just after his favorite horse was shot from under him, some of his officers interposed and begged that he would retire from the spot and seek one less exposed. Scarcely raising his eyes from the enemy, he said : 586 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. " It is well enough that I stand here. I am satisfied." Wliile the line was forming for the charge against the rebels, in which he lost his life, General Lyon turned to Major Sturgis who stood near him, and re- marked : " I fear that the day is lost ; if Colonel Sigel had been successful he Avould have joined us before this. I think I will lead this charge." He had been wounded in the leg in an early part of the engagement — a flesh wound merely — from which the blood flowed profusely. Major Sturgis during the conversation noticed blood on General Brig. Gen. Nathaniel Lyon. Lyon's hat, and at first supposed he had been touching it with his hand, which was wet with blood from his leg. A moment after, perceiving that it was fresh, he re- moved the General's hat and asked the cause of its appearance. " It is nothing, Major ; nothing but a wound in the head," said General Lyon, turning away and mounting his horse. Without taking the hat held out to him by Major Sturgis, he addressed the lowans he was to command with — " Forward men ! I will lead you ! " Two minutes afterward he lay dead on the field, killed by a rifle-ball through the breast, just above the heart. Fatal FtOfillinent of a Jest. Just before the war broke out, and before Lincoln's pi'oclamation was issued, a young Virginian, named Summerfield, was visit- ing the city of New York, where he made the acquaintance of two Misses Holmes, from Waterbury, Vermont. He became somewhat intimate with the young ladies, and tlie intercourse seemed to be mutually agreeable. The proclamation was issued, and the whole North thrown into a blaze of excitement. Upon visiting the ladies one evening, and at the hour of parting, they remarked to Summerfield that their present meeting would probably be the last ; they must hurry home to aid in making up the overcoats and clothing for the volunteers from their town. Summerfield expressed his regret that they must leave, but at the same time especially requested them to see that the overcoats Avere well made, as it was his intention, if he ever met the Vermont soldiers in battle, to kill one of them and take his coat. Now for the sequel : Virginia seceded. The Second Ver- mont regiment, a portion of which was from the town of Waterbury, were sent to Virginia. The battle of Manassas was fought, in which they were engaged, and so was Summerfield. During the battle, the latter marked his man, not knowing to what State he belonged ; the fatal ball was sped on its errand of death ; the vic- tim fell at the flash of the gun, and upon rushing up to secure the dead man's arms, Summerfield observed that he had a fine, new overcoat strapped to his back, which he determined to appropriate to his own use. The fight w^as over, and Summerfield had time to examine his prize, when, re- markable as it may appear, the coat was marked in tlie lining Avith the name of Thomas Holmes, and in the pockets were found letters, signed Avith the name of the sister Avhom Summerfield had knoAvn in New York, and to whom he had made the above quoted remark, in which the now DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 587 dead man was spoken of as brother. The evidence was conducive — he had killed the brother of his friend, and the remark which he made in jest had, in the melan- ancholy fortunes of war, a fatal fulfillment. Watch kept by a Dog- over Lieutenant PfiefiTs Grave. A remarkable incident is related of the manner in which Mrs. Pfieff, the wife of Lieutenant Louis Pfieff, at Chicago, who was killed at Shiloh, was enabled to find her husband's body. No person, when she arrived on the field, could inform her where her husband's body was buried ; and after searching among the thousands of graves for half a day, she was about to abandon the pursuit. Suddenly she saw a large dog coming toward her, which she recognized as one that had left Chi- cago with her husband. The dog seemed delighted to find her, and led her to a dis- tant part of the field, where he stopped Watch kept by a Dog. before a single grave. She caused it to be opened, and found the body of her hus- band. It appeared, by the statements of the soldiers, that the dog was by the side of the Lieutenant when he fell, and remained with him till he was buried. He then took his station by the grave, and there he had remained for twelve days, until relieved by the arrival of his mistress, only leaving his post long enough each day to procure food in order to sustain himself in his faithful service. "And a little child shall lead them." The Boston Sanitary Fair called forth some pleasing illustrations of the sunny side of human nature. Said a pretty girl to a gray-haired gentleman : " Oh, Uncle James, I want you to take a share in this grand piano." " Bless your heart, I've just bought a new one, and you have a piano, and Emma, and every one else, child ! " " But you can give it back to the Sanitary." "Bright thought! put me down for two shares : just look in my memorandum-book, though, a minute, Liz- zie — share in a plough, a buggy, six dolls, cannon, piano, oil painting, sewing ma- chine, four affghans, etchings of Cupid and Psyche, flock of sheep, and — there write it down — grand piano ! " One of the "solid men of Boston," that, doubtless- He drew a doll, very likely. Mrs. Belmont's Concert for the Sanitary Commission. While the New York Sanitary Fair was engaging the time and generous de- vices of the good people of that metropolis, several ladies connected Avith it called upon Mrs. August Belmont, Avife of the- great banker, and requested her to hold a concert, for the benefit of the Fair, among her friends. She took it under advise- ment, and consented to do so, and made arrangements accordingly. She found her house would accommodate about three hundred guests. She issued her tickets for that number, at five dollars a ticket. She was shortly visited by the same com- mittee, who informed her that the price of tickets must not exceed two dollars each. They were informed that Mrs. Belmont's friends would as soon give five or ten dollars as two — that the house Avas small, the expense would be the same, and 588 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. the receipts to the Fair very much dimin- ished. But the lady managers were per- sistent — two dollars and no more must be the extent, or they would have nothing to do with the concert. Mrs. Belmont, hav- ing much of the spirit of her heroic father, informed the ladies that she was competent to manage her own affairs in her own house, and that they might consider them- selves as discharged from all further duty in regard to her concert. Her husband, on learning this state of affairs, handed his wife fifteen hundred dollars in green- hacks, took all her tickets and carried them down town, sold some and gave the rest away to his friends, and made ample provision to have the concert a success. It came off; the rooms were brilUant and crowded; the beauty and fashion and wealth of New York were there in all their glory ; Gottschalk and kindred per- formers charmed the brilliant audience, and Mrs. Belmont had fifteen hmidred dollars in her hands to contribute to the Sanitary Commission " That Flag- is Doubly Dear to me tMs Morning-." A poor woman from Wisconsin, whose husband and son were in the ranks, learning that the latter was wounded at Lookout, made her way to Louisville, whence she was sent by the agents of the Sanitary Commission to Nashville. Ow- ing to the interruption of railroad commu- nication it was impossible to send her ftirther fi-ont, and the Nashville office accordingly telegraphed to the Commission agent at Chattanooga for information. The next day, which was Thursday, it was answered that her son was severely wounded, and had been placed in a hospi- tal which was subsequently captured by the enemy, in whose hands he then was. It was sad news, but better than none. It was communicated to her as kindly and gently as possible ; but it drove her almost frantic. Two days passed, with no more tidings. The suspense became terrible. Was he alive ? wew his wounds cared for by the rebels ? was he dead ? Such were the questions which the poor mother din- ned constantly in the ears of the agents. " Oh, that I could hear ! " she cried. "Even the worst Avould be better than tills suspense." At last, late on Sunday night, the wox'd so prayed and waited for came. It was this only : " Dead." It was a terrible blow. A very agony of grief settled upon the mother's heart, and for hours her sufferings seemed beyond all human endurance. After a time, car- rying her great sorrow with her, she went away ; but the next morning she returned to the office, still terribly stricken in heart, but calmer than before, and said, pointing to the flag over the door, with tears in her eyes, " TTiat flag is doubly dear to me this morning. It has cost me something." Qiuite a Safe Place for the Harper's Ferry- Flag. The War Department was made dra- matic one day by an Irish woman, of Am- azonian size, and heart as loyal as bra\"e, who came vmder the auspices of General Schenck, to present to Secretary Stanton the American flag pulled down by Colonel Miles at Harper's Ferry, when that post was surrendered to the rebels. " How did you secure this, my excellent woman? " " Sure, sir, I just lifted my clothes, and wrapped it round me here, just as they flocked into the parade." The Secretary, after gallantly thanking her as her devo- tion deserved, ordered fifty dollars to be paid to the brave woman. It would not have been safe to have attempted to un- wrap that flag. Baptism for the Dead. Among the relics of the war upon exhi- bition at one of the Soldiers' Fairs was a mutilated dollar bill, connected with which was a touching story. A pastor in an in- land town had called upon his congrega- tion to contribute to the Sanitary Conunis- DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC. 689- sion, and had met a liberal response. The next day a woman, dependent upon her daily work for her own support and that of her children, brought him a dollar bill to be added as her mite to the collection. The pastor declined to take it, telling her she ought not to give so much, considering her situation ; but the woman insisted, ad- ding, " We've had it in the house many weeks ; we can not spend it." Seeing that the bill was much torn, and supposing that she had found difficulty in passing it, her pastor said, " Oh, I'll give you a good bill for it." " No, that's not it. It was in brother Sam's pocket when he was wounded. He's dead now, and we have his torn pocket-book, and mother said [the mother was a widow, and he her only son] we will give that dollar to the Sanitary Commis- sion ; we can not spend it." The pastor redeemed the bill for two dollars, and sent it to be disposed of at the Fair. Fifty dollars were at once olFei'ed for the bill, but the gift from two wddows, of a ball-marked relic of their son and brother, did not stop at that figure, but brought an abundant harvest into the Sanitary treasury. No necessity would have compelled them to spend it ; but the cause consecrated it as a holy baptism for the dead, — an affecting and precious offering. ♦ ■ — Woman's TongTie Betraying' the Hebel Tor- pedoes at Fort Henry. To defeat our attack on Fort Henry, the rebels planted torpedoes of the most formidable description in the principal channels. Their existence and location was revealed by that most irrepressible of all the forces of nature — a woman's tongue. One morning the " Jessie Scouts " — a volatile, daring corps of young men, who inevitably turned up wherever a fight was expected — went into a farm-house, where nearly thirty women had gathered for safety. The inmates, greatly alarmed, begged them not to injure a party of un- protected females. The scouts allayed their fears, when the women informed them they had frequently heard that South- ern wives and daughters luid no mercy to hope for at the hands of the Lincoln sol- diery. In the conversation which ensued, one stated that her husband was a captain in the rebel army at Fort Henry. " By about to-morrow night, madam," remarked one of the scouts, " there will be no Fort Heniy — our gimboats will dis- pose of it." " Not a bit of it," was the reply ; " they will be all blown up before they get past the island." This was said so significantly, that the scout questioned her further, but she re- fused to explain. He finally told her that unless she revealed all she knew he would be compelled to take her into the camp of " Lincolnites," as a prisoner. This ex- cited her terror, and she explained that torpedoes had been planted, and described their location as well as she was able, though bewailing her slip of the tongue. The information proved accurate enough to enable Lieutenant Phelps to find them ; but even had he remained ui ignorance, they were of such a character as would have disappointed their makers and done us no harm. Sherman's Absence of Mind— the Sergeant's Segar. One of the most noted characteristics of General Sherman, the hero of Atlanta, was absence of mind in respect to things not immediately affecting his military oper- ations — upon which latter all his thoughts seemed concentrated. This peculiarity of the General found an interesting illus- tration in a circumstance which occurred at Lebanon Junction, Kentucky, after the following fashion : General Sherman, with two regiments imder Colonel Lovell H. Rousseau — after- wards Major-General, and a detachment under Lieutenant-Colonel R. W. Johnston — afterwards Brigadier, — occupied Leba- 590 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, iion Junction, Ky., on the 17th of Septem- ber, 18G1. While walking uj) and down the platform of that place, awaiting the repair of the telegraph line, Sherman's segar gave out. lie immediately took another from his poeket and asked the orderly sergeant of the marine Zouaves for a light. Tlie home guard sergeant had only a moment before lighted his segar, and, with a bow, handed it to the General — probably the first Biigadier he had seen during the war. Sherman lighted his segar carefully, took a ])uff or two to as- sure himself, and abstractedly threw the Sherman's Absence of Mind. sergeant's segar away. A short time after. General Rousseau, who saw this scene, mentioned the matter to General Sher- man. He conld not recollect it, but said — "I Avas flunking of soiiK'tliiiig else. It won't do to let to-morrow take care of itself. Your good merchant don't think of the ships that are in, but the ships that are to come in. The evil of to-day is irreparable. Look ahead to avoid breakers. You can't when your ship is on them. All you can then do is to save yourself and retrieve disaster. I was thinking of something else when I threw the sergeant's segar away " — and then he added, laugh- ing, " Did I do that, really ? " Those who would see Sherman's remarkable charao teristics, military and personal, most admi- ral)ly portrayed, will find a fund of such matter in Captain Conyngliam's sparkling reminiscences of that great commander, drawn from personal observation, and pen- ned with tlie hand of a genius not unwor- thy tlie chieftain at whose side he rode, — one of the books with which the reader, especially if a soldier, can never tire. Ben. McCulloch and Joe Baxter. General Ben. McCulloch was in many particulars a remarkable man. Though a very common looking person, he was very vain of his pergonal ai)i)earance and proud of his fame. When the General was returning from Richmond, not long before the fatal battle of Pea Ridge, a little incident occurred — such as, perhaps, he was moi-e than once the subject of. The party consisted of the Genera), Cap- tain Armstrong, his A. A. G., and Colonel Snyder, of the ]\Iissouri army, with two or three black servants, travelmg in a Gen. Ben WiCulloch. four mule ambulance. They stopi)ed for lunch by the wayside, about two days travel from Fort Smith, in Arkansas, and were discussing the i)ros])ects of the Con- federacy and the contents of a basket and a demijohn, when a stranger rode up and inquired the way to Colonel Stone's win- ter quarters. The stranger was a perfect specimen of the genus ' butternut.^ He was dressed in bilious looking jeans, with DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC iOi a lionK^iiuulc hat and coarse boots, and wore his hair and beard very long. He was nv)unted on a good horse, and carried on his .shoulder a long, old-l'ashioned rifle. Belbre there was any time to answer his inquiries he cast his eyes on General MeCulloch, and seemed to recognize him, Dismounting at once, he advanced eagerly to the General, with extended hand and a hearty " Bless my soid, Joe ! how do you do? — what on earth are you doing here?" Tiie General saw that the man was mistaken, but answered him pleas- antly, and invited him to partake of the lunch, to which said lunch and demijohn the stranger did full and ample justice. He told the General (for to him he ad- dressed all his conversation, as to an old friend) that he was a volunteer, and had joined Colonel Stone's regiment of Texan Rangers, and that he intended to fight with don't think you know me, and perhaps have never seen me before." " You be darned ! " said butternut ; " I would know you, Joe, if I was to meet you in Africa ! " "Well, now," said the general, getting tired of his new friend's familiarity, " who do you take me for, any way ? " '' Take you for ? " retorted Texas, ear- nestly ; " I don't take you for anybody ; I knotv you to be Joe Baxter, what staid in the Perkins settlement, in Collins county, all last summer, a sellbi chain-pumps and puttin' up Uyhtnifb -rods ! " Jerry the Genius, looking: through General Palmer's Spy-g-lass. AVhen General Palmer was on the Ten- nessee river, there was in Company C, of the Forty-second Illinois, a singular genius, familiarly known as Jerry, an easy, care- Jerry and Gen. Palmer's Spyglass. " Old Ben MeCulloch until we gained our independence." Old Ben enjoyed the man's mistake until they were about ready to start on, when he said to his Texan co- patriot, "My friend, I think you nrv. mistaken as to whom you have been talking to ; I less, jovial fellow, thinking a man a man anywhere, and paying no attention to the shoulder-strapi)ed gentry any more than if they were not about. One day. General Palmer was among a company of oliicers, looking with his glass at the battle-ground of Pittsburg Landing. Jerry was near 592 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, by, and stepping up to the General, slap- ped him familiarly on the shoulder, and said, " Say, old feller, let me see that thing, will yer ? " The officers expected to see Jerry sent in on bread and water ; but, always ready for fmi, Palmer handed Jerry his spy-glass. Jerry took it, and very deliberately looked it over; and, placing it about two feet from his eye, looked through it. One svich look was sufficient, and turning to the General, with a look of extreme contempt, he said, " Here, take the tarnal thing ; I can see through it ! " and retired amidst the shouts of the General and his officers. Old Abe fixing- the Responsibility. Mr. Lincoln was naturally very anxious to know who was really responsible for the calamitous surrender of Hai'per's Ferry. So he summoned Ilalleck. The General did not know. " Very well," said the President, " then I Avill ask General Schenck." That General merely knew that he was not to blame. The President sent for IVIilroy. Milroy averred that he was not guilty. Hooker was summoned. Fighting Joe hoped it was clear to His Ex- cellency that he had nothing to do with it. " Perfectly clear," said our Uncle Abraham, smiling. So he assembled all the four gen- erals in his room. " Gentlemen," said he, "Harper's Ferry was surrendered, and none of you, it seems, are responsible. I am very anxio-us to discover the man who is." He Avalked up and down the room, while they still sat there. Suddenly he stopped. " I have it," he said ; " I know who is respon- sible." The generals crowded about the President, each a little suspicious. "Who is it, who is it, Mr. President ? " " Gen- tlemen," replied our uncle, with a twinkle in his eye, " General Lee is the man." Everybody knows that the good President was exceedingly fond of those witty ■writers, whose books he was glad to have YD his library, — Arteraus Ward, Petro- leum V. Nasby, Major Jack Downing, Shillaber, Doesticks, and Orpheus C. Kerr, — who helped to keep the nation in good humor, even when the clouds hung black as night. Query: Would it not be mter- esting to know the opinion of those mas- ters of wit, concerning the jokes of their admirer, " Mr. Linkin ? " Marriag-e Scene in the Army of the Potomac. An event calculated to destroy the mo- notony of camp life — a marriage — took place in the Seventh New Jersey volun- teers, one of Hooker's old regiments in the Army of the Potomac. The camp was very prettily decorated, and being quite trimly arranged among the pines, was just the camp a visitor would like to see. A little before noon the guests began to ar- rive in considerable numbers. Among them were Generals Hooker, Sickles, Carr, Mott, Hobart, Ward, Revere, Bartlett, Birney, Berry, Colonel Dickinson, and other aids to General Hooker ; Colonels Burhng, Farnham, Egan, etc. Colonel Francine and Lieutenant-Colonel Price, of the Seventh, with the rest of the officers of that regiment, proceeded to make all welcome, and then the ceremony com- menced. In a hollow square formed by the troops a canopy was erected, with an altar of drums, officei-s groujied on each side of this. On General Hooker's arri- val the band played ' Hail to the Chief,' and on the approach of the bridal party the ' Wedding March.' It was rather cold, Avindy, and tlu-eatened snow, altogether tending to produce a slight pink tinge on the noses present, but the ladies bore it with courage, and looked, to the unaccus- tomed eyes of the soldiers, like real angels in their light clothing. To add to the dramatic force of the scene, the rest of the brigade and other troops were drawn up in line of battle not more than a mile away to repel an expected attack from Fredericksburg. Few persons are wed- ded under more romantic circumstances than Nellie Lammond and Captain De- Hart. He could not get leave of absence, so she came down like a brave girl, and DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, Bm married him in camp. After the wed- ding was a dinner, a ball, fire-works, etc. ; and on the whole it eclipsed entirely an opera at the Academy of Music in di'a- matic effect and reality. " Physical Disability " Exempting from the Draft and from Sometliiiig' Else. A young man succeeded in getting a certiticate of exemption from the draft, fi"om the Board of Enrolment, on the ground of " physical disability," and hast- ened to his betrothed to announce his escape. Strangely to him, the good news affected her in an miexpected manner, and she withdrew from his presence Avith but the shadow of an excuse. The young taan was confoimded, and, visions of rivals rising up before him, he sought an expla- nation from the lady's father, who always treated him graciously, and was favorable to the proposed alliance. The father in turn was mistified, and immediately seek- ing his daughter, found her in great grief. "Oh, father," said the girl, "I have been shamefully deceived. Oh, how mortifying to be known to be engaged to a man who comes shamelessly to me, just before our marriage, and rejoices in ' physical disa- bilities.' Why did not you tell me that the man was imperfect or sickly before matters went so far ? I have no ambition to turn my future home into a domestic hospital, or myself into a perpetual nurse ! " The father tried to persuade her by saying that probably a trifling ailment, magnified by the complaint, might have obtained his exemption from service, and reminded her that ht?r lover was a fine rider, a graceful skater, and very exjjert in most manly exercises. "And under all this," added the fair girl, "he hides some dreadful infirmity. Surely, you do not think I would be en- gaged lo him if I knew him to be con- sumptive, scrofulous, or worse ? I thank God that the draft has lifted the mask. And the man actually delights in being ad- vertised as physically disqualified to serve 37 his country. Oh, shame ! He shall know," said she, rising with proud indignation, " that he is physically disqualified to hus- band me ! " And the father, physiologically consid- ering how the seeds of disease are entailed from one generation to another, approved his daughter's decision, and informed the young man that he might henceforth con- sider himself " exempt " from the proposed marriage, on the ground of acknowledged " physical disability." Characteristic Lady's Joke. A patriotic lady of St. Louis, Missouri, took it into her head to prepare for one of the Military Fairs a wreath, to be com- posed of locks of hair from the heads of the prominent Union members of Congress. She wrote to the honorable gentlemen, delicately stating her purpose, and re- questing the favor of capillary specimens. Among the many, Thad. Stevens was the recipient of a missive on the subject. It was rather a joke on the venerable Thad., unintentional on the part of the lady, no doubt, as the Honorable Chairman of Ways and Means hadn't had a lock of hair that he could call his owai for twenty years, but had, during that long period, been a patron of the wig-maker. Spirited Fig-ht hetween Two Girls at Church. On a Sabbath day in July, while public worship was being held about six miles north of Albany, Gentry county, Missouri, a party of the Union militia force entered that place to secure horses with which to enter the service under the call of General Fisk. A Union girl promptly came for- ward and placed her horse at the service of the gallant and patriotic boys, and also took the liberty to point out to them an- other fine steed, which she archly remarked was the property of a secessionist lady friend of hers. A Union trooper was soon snugly astride of the ' contraband,' juid was about to leave with him, when the lady owner made her appearance, and 594 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. plumply protested against giving the ani- mal up to any such rider, for any such or any other purpose whatever. The Union girl urged the soldiers to go along, — she had voluntarily contributed iier horse, and insisted that the secesh horse should also do duty. At this the rebel girl applied all sorts of opprobrious epithets to the Union girl, who in turn be- Dame angry and — knocked her opponent, by a spirited thwack, flat on the ground, then jumped upon her, and dealt her sock- ilologers at a terrible rate. A spectator finally parted the Amazons, but they didn't stay parted, and were soon fighting each other agaui, accompanying their blows with piercing screams of defiance. Their gay Sunday dresses Avere soon in shreds ; long, beautiful tresses of hair were mixed with blood from dainty noses, etc. Despair- ing of putting an end to the shameful set- to the bystanders were compelled to form a circle, and seat themselves to await the final result of the she-tiger encounter. The combatants fought long and skilfully, until Miss Union seized Miss Secesh by the throat, when the latter fell to the ground and gave up the struggle. The parties were then duly cared for by their respect- ive friends. Robbery by Mistake. Two ladies, while General McClellan was at dinner at the Massasoit House, Springfield, Mass., on his passage through that city, ventured to rob a miUtary cap, which they supposed to be the General's, of both its buttons, tearing tliem out in a very unfeminine manner, to be preserved as mementoes of that military chieftain. The mortification of their feelings and the redness of their faces can only be faintly imagined when one of the aids carelessly as usual put on the mutilated cap, and the General put on his own, which was intact. Those buttons were not preserved, but the story has been— being told much oftener than was agreeable to the eager but disap- pointed curiosity-hunters. "Meade" and Ale. At the time the rebel army was on the march from Chambersburg, Pennsylvania, tcT Gettysburg, several privates stopped at the hotel of Mr. John Brown, in Fayette- ville, and inquired for ale. ' Mine host ' in- formed them that he was just out of that article. One of the rebs remarked that they were going to Baltimore, and there they would get plenty. A few days after, when the rebs were retreating from Get- . Gen. George G. Meade. tysburg. Brown happened to meet this same man on the South Mountain. He asked him if he had got any Baltimore ale. " No," replied Johnny Reb ; " we only got as far as Gettysburg, where the Meade was too strong for us, so we had to give up the Baltimore Ale." Couragre of Woman during Battle. The millions who never heard the roar and crash of a great battle, but especially women, are naturally interested in the feel- ings inspired — the sensations evoked, by the actual and imminent presence of des- perately contending armies. The battle of Gettysburg brought "• the noise of the captains, and the shoutmg," nearer to the people of the Northern States than any other great combat of the present century ; and of the many personal reminiscences of that great struggle, the following, from the pen of Miss Carrie Sheades, of the DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 595 Oak Ridge Seminary, will be found of pe- culiar interest. After speaking of the courage of the young ladies during the battle — their assistance in relieving the wounded, when no surgeon could be ob- tained — she says : When our forces retreated from Semi- nary Ridge, many of the prisoners were taken here. At the time, (though a coward before,) it seemed that I was ready to meet the whole rebel army — every vestige of fear had vanished. A Colonel rushed into the breakfast-room, and a rebel after him, demanding him to surrender. The Colonel, being a very large man, could scarcely breathe, (he Avas asthmatical,) and begged for time to regain his breath ; he told them to ' shoot him ' — that ' he would not surrender, and if,' said he, ' I had my men here you could not take me.' I saw that he would be shot if he re- sisted any longer, and while the rebels were contending with some prisoners in another part of the breakfast-room, I begged the Colonel to go with him and I would save his sword. He consented, and I concealed his sword in the folds of my dress, and begged them to grant him five minutes, which was granted, and he as- sured me that he ' Avould be back for his sword.' It was a sad sight to see them take that gray-headed veteran, but it was a joyful sight to see him return to reclaim his swoi'd, having gone with them as far as Monterey Springs and escaped — 'rolled away from them,' he said, for he could not walk. Carving- His Own Head-Board. A singular incident is related of Ser- geant Major PoUey, of the Tenth Massa- chusetts regiment. A day or two before that regiment left for home, while lying in the trenches before Petersburg, he carved with his knife upon, a wooden head-board, similar to those placed at soldiers' graves, the words, " Serg. Maj. George F. Policy, 10th Mass. Vols., killed June — , 1864," remarking to the Colonel, "I guess I'll leave the day blank." The next day he was instantly killed by a shell which struck him in the breast, tearing his body to pieces, — Colonel Parsons, who was stand- ing near by, narrowly escaping. He was buried on the field, and the same head- Carving his own head-board. board that he had lettered was placed over his grave. He was not expecting to re- turn with the regiment, for he had re-en- listed. For some of these most touching, as well as brilliant chronicles of the great four years' war, few works will compare, in point of choice discrimination, with " The Bugle Blast," by E. S. S. Rouse, an eye-witness and participant. Converting Lady Rebels. Uncle Sam's nephews in Arkansas found an agreeable and effectual way of crush- ing the rebellion. It had come to be an axiom, that the women of the South were the most rebellious, and that but for them, the spirit of rebellion would have died out. The Federal boys, therefore, went on the very rational principle of striking at the root of the evil and of conquering the wo- men. The tactics adopted to this end — consisting of wooing and man-ying the fair ones — proved highly successful. Whether it was because their secesh lovers were out of sight, and, therefore, out of mind, or that they had lost all liopes of seeing them 596 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION again, or because the blue coats had such wmnmg ways, was not stated ; but, never- theless, marriages of the soldiers and citi- zenesses were of daily occurrence. One clergyman married as many as five of these couples in one day ; and in the county of Conway, all single women under the fasci- nating age of sixty were gobbled up as fast as the soldiers found them. This was certainly one of the most effectual means of putting down the rebellion. The fair rebels were, of course, turned over, and became fimi believers in the Union, if not unconditional unionists, — a phase of the development of Union feeling in Arkansas that must have been very agreeable, at least to the parties consummating the Union. On the Lord's Side. President Lincoln had various inter- views with delegations of clergymen from different sections of the country, during the war of the rebellion. Of one of these delegations it is not related that they had much to say when they were admitted into his presence, but, in taking leave, one of them remarked that he " hoped the Lord was on our side." "I don't agree with you," said the President. Of course they looked amazed. " I hope, indeed, that we are on the Lord's side ! " he continued. you'll be the fourteenth lady as has done it this blessed mornin'. It was for the want of such judicious supervision as characterized that gentle and beloved minister of good. Miss Dix, that such annoying scenes as the above sometimes occurred. Wherever she went, her presence was a sweet benediction, but her movements were as harmonious and systematic as though benevolence was a science. Rubbing' it in— Scene in the Park Barracks, New York. (^Dramatis Personce.) A sick and wounded, but good-looking soldier, and an anxious lady nurse in search of a sub- ject: Lady Nurse — My poor fellow, can I do anything for you ? Soldier (emphatically) — No, ma'am ! Nothin' ! Lady Nurse — I should like to do some- thing for you. Shall I not sponge your face and brow for you ? Soldier (despairingly ) — You may sponge my brow if you want to very bad ; but Sue Mvmday, the Pemale Guerrilla. A band of guerrillas, led by a notorious character, named Berry, formerly of John Morgan's command, attacked the stage near Shawneetown, Kentucky, one Friday evening, robbing the passengers and riflhig the mail bag. After tliis exploit, the band moved in the direction of Harrods- burg, relieved the toll-gate keeper near that place of cash and various articles, and then dashed into town. The Savings Bank was honored with the first call. The managers of the insti- tution observed the movement, and hastily closed and barred the doors before the scoundrels could gain an entrance. The robbers fired several shots as the doors were being closed, but no injury was done by the same. Finding they could not force the doors, the guerrillas proposed to fire the building, but before they could put the design into execution, the citizens, who had armed themselves and collected to defend their homes, commenced firing on the robber band. The outlaws were taken by surprise, and, greatly alarmed, fled from the town. One of the peculiar characters or per- sonages comjxjsing this band of cut-throats, was the officer second in command, recog- nized by the men as Lieutenant Flowers. The officer in question was a yoimg wo- man, her real name being Sue Munday. She dressed herself in male attire, gener- ally sporting a full Confederate uniform. Upon her head she wore a jaunty plumed DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 597 hat, beneath which there escaped a wealth of dark brown hair, falling around and down her shoulders in luxm-iant curls. She was possessed of a comely form, had a dark, piercmg eye, was a bold rider and daring leader. Prior to connecting her- self with Berry's gang of outlaws, she was associated with the band commanded by Captain Alexander, who met his doom some time previously in Southern Ken- tucky. Lieutenant Flowers, or Sue Munday, was a practiced robber, and many ladies, who had been so unfortunate as to meet her on the highway, could testify with what sang froid she presented a pistol and commanded " Stand and deliver." Her name had become widely known, and, to the ladies, it was associated with horror. On the evening when the outlaws were at Harrodsburg, Sue dexterously robbed a young hidy of her watch and chain ; and if the citizens had not so unceremoniously expelled the thieving band from the town, she would doubtless have paid her respects to the jewelry and valuables of all the ladies of the place. My Bold Soldier Boy. " "What do the women say about us boys at home ? " asked a poor battle- wrecked soldier in the hospital, himself but a lad, of one who sat at his side. That brow of his ached for the touch of a loving hand. He had walked through rough, stony places — temptation, sin, foUy had beset him on the right hand and on the left ; but he felt still a mother's influ- ence on his soul, leading him into the June paths of old. At the very moment he asked the question " What do the women say of us at home ? " he was turning over a little silken needle-book that some laugh- ing girl had one day 'sent to the Sanitary Commission, working on its cover the words, playfully perhaps, " My bold soldier- boy." The friend, sitting by, simply pointed to the happy inscription. The re- ply struck home to his heart, and he burst into tears. They were not bitter tears, but tears of joy. His question was an- swered ; the evidence of woman's interest was before his eyes, and he was content. His eyelids closed down, his breathing grew calm, and soon sleep touched him, and he was dreaming. "No Wickedness Uke the Wickedness of a Woman." The bitter and ferocious spirit of thou- sands of rebel women in Virginia, Kentuc- ky, Tennessee and other States, as exhibited during the war, towaids Unionists, is scarcely, if at all, surpassed by the female monsters that shrieked and howled for victims in the French Revolution. A Avounded soldier, of the Union army, fell out from the ranks retreating through Winchester, Virginia, and sank down upon No Wickedness like the Wickedness of a Woman the steps of one of the houses. He had not been sitting there long when a woman came out and asked him if he were not able to walk. He replied that he was not. Seeing a revolver in his belt, she asked him to let her look at it. Suspecting no- thing, he handed it to her. She deliber- ately presented it to his head, and ordered him immediately to leave the steps. He did so ; and hobbled along a distance of but a few feet, when she fired the pis- tol, piercing his side with the bullet. He fell on the street and instantly expired- 598 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. The woman threw down the revolver and coolly walked back into the house. Will it be believed that such events oc- curred in the heart of Christian civilization, in the middle of the nineteenth century ? But this was only one of multiplied cases of the sort. Oflf-Hand Eloquence of a Rough Cavalry- man. When General Custer made his raid into Virginia, in the spring of 1864, all the horses that were valuable which came in his way were ta-ken in the name of the United States. In one place, a very hand- some lady, quite young, expostulated loud- ly with a cavalr}Tnan for taking the farm- horses. " My dear Miss," said the soldier, " we do not Avant to take your horses — ours are much better ; and besides it goes against our feelings, but military necessity requires this step, and we are merely the agents of unrelenting destiny." In spite of her concern the pretty creature laughed at such off-hand eloquence from a rough cavalryman. ♦ Wine and Sentiment for the Hospital Soldiers. In the Louisville journals of March, 1862, one of the hospital features of the war is thus set forth : — Mrs. C. M. Love returns her grateful thanks to Miss Breckinridge and other kind ladies of Princeton, New Jersey, for another liberal donation of hospital stores, including a large supply of superior cur- rant-wine, made by a lady of Princeton, with a beautiful, patriotic. Christian senti- ment written upon nearly all the bottles, of which the subjoined are specimens : — Currant wine from the old battle-fields of Princeton, New Jersey. ' Let no traitor's feet pollute the glorious emblem of our freedom.' ' Soldiers ! may the stars which float over your heads point you to heaven, and may you be gathered there in brighter and more enduring clusters.' 'Brave soldiers in Kentucky, fighting for us here, we have been, and are now watching you with intense interest. We grasp the papers to read of your deeds of noble daring, and while rejoicing over them, our tears flow at the tales of the hard- ships, the sufferings, by which they are won. We think of you, we pray for you, and may our heavenly Father bless and save you all.' ' Currant wine from Princeton, New Jersey, may it refresh you brave men from Illinois.' ' Kentucky is almost erect in her strug- gles ; New Jersey's arms entwine her more closely than ever.' ' Forget not the invisible hand that leads you to victory.' ' New Jersey extends her hund to you, brave Tennesseeans : she has watched you Avith deep interest and warm sympathies ; our heavenly Father bless and keep you under the dear old Stars and Stripes.' ' Let no dark clouds prevent you from seeing the bright sunlight beyond.' ' Forget not, forfeit not, your time-hon- ored name, brave Kentuckians.' ' New Jersey honors the Union soldiers in Kentucky, no matter where from.' ' The ladies of Princeton, New Jersey,, think and talk of nothing else scarce!}', but the brave soldiers fighting and suffer- ing for our glorious Union.' ' Hemember AVashington, the great Father of his country, and emulate his virtues.' ' You suffer in a holy cause ; may you receive an everlasting reward.' ' Be patient, be hopeful, the day is dawning.' ' This wine was made on the battle-field of Princeton, Mercer county, New Jersey, not far from where Washington led his army on to victory, and where the gallant Mercer fell for this our glorious Union. May it bear to you invigorating, refresh- ing, and healing virtues, is the prayer of the one who made it.' ' Currant wine for our brave defenders. The Lord thy God, he it is that doth go DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC 599 with thee. He will not fail thee nor for- sake thee.' ' The ladies of Princeton, send New Jersey's best wishes for your present and future welfare.' Sweetness of Secession Female Temper. The reporter for a New York paper accidentally stumbled upon a female secesh railer at " the Yankees," in Culpepper. This woman was the unfortunate possessor of considerable property, and failing to secure a guard for it in the quarter where such httle favors were sometimes obtained, she vented her indignation by telling all who came in her way and would listen, how " denied mean " Yankees were. Falling into her clutches one day, and hearing her tale .of woe, reporter most meekly suggested that she might display the Stars and Stripes over her property, and beneath the folds of that banner it would not be molested. This was the signal for an outburst of furious indigna- tion. She would never raise the Stars and Stripes over her property — not she ; rather die first. Having thus raised the ire of a " 200 pounder," and weighing some forty pounds less than herself, prudence dictated that discretion was the better part of val- or, and accordingly he gazed at the crea- ture before him in silence. Now, this very discretion seemed to annoy her ex- ceedingly, and placing her arms akimbo, she swelled up like the frog in the fable, and finally, doubtless feeling that the Eng- lish language was not copious enough to do the subject justice, she exclaimed : " There, Sir — there's my ham, yonder ; hay all stolen ; pigs all killed ; chickens gone ; boards off — ^and I can't get a safe- guard from you mean Yankees ! " Reporter was transfixed — ^puzzled — and said nothing. Her indignation continuing to rise, she finally screamed out : " I'll come up with ye — I'll come up with ye mean Yankees. I'll go intothe barn loft, and burn the barn with myself in it." Reporter still remained silent, and she ended — after taking breath — with the ex- plodent : " Then where will ye — Yankees get boards from ? " Having nothing to say, and fearing this original secesh might burn by spontaneous combustion while on his hands. Reporter left. There were many female secesh of that sort. Bell Boyd. Hearts and Swords. No one, whether loyalist or secession in their political views, will read the follow- ing lines penned by one whose cradle was rocked in the dawning days of the Revo- lution led ,on by AVashington, without the warmest emotions : Clyde, Ohio, Aug. 3, 1864. - To General Gratit. Dear Sir : I hope you will pardon me for troubling you with the perusal of these few lines from the trembling hand of the aged grandma' of our beloved General Jas. B. McPherson, who fell in battle. When it was announced at his funeral, from the public print, that when General Grant heard of his death, he went into his tent and wept like a child, my heart went out in thanks to you for the interest you manifested in him wdiile he was with you. I have watched his progress from infancy up. In childhood he was obedi- 600 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION ent and kind ; in manhood interesting, no- ble and persevering, looking to the wants of others. Since he entered tha war, others can appreciate his worth better than I can. When it was announced to us by tele- graph that our loved one had fallen, our hearts were almost rent asunder; but when we heard the commander-in-chief could weep with us, too, we felt, Sir, that you have been as a father to him, and this whole nation is mourning his early death. I wish to inform you that liis remains were conducted by a kind guard to the very parlor where he spent a cheerful evening in 1861, with his widowed mother, two brothers, only sister and his aged grand- ma', who is now trying to write. In the morning he took his leave at six o'clock, little dreaming he should fall by a ball from the enemy. His funeral services were attended in his mother's orchard, where his youthful feet had often pressed the soil to gather fruit, and his remains are resting in the silent grave scarce half a mile from the place of his birth. His grave is on an eminence but a few rods from where the funeral services were attended, and near the grave of his father. The grave, no doubt, will be marked, so that passers-by will often pause to drop a tear over the dear departed. And now, dear friend, a few lines from you would be gratefully re- ceived by the alilicted friends. I pray that the God of battles may be with you, and go forth with your armies till the re- bellion shall cease, the Union be restored, and the old flag wave over our entire land. With much respect, I remain your friend, Lydia Slocum, Aged 87 years and 4 months. Gen. Grant's Reply. Head-quarters, Armies of the U. S., ) City Point, Va., August 10. | Mrs. Lydia Slocum: My Dear Madam — ^Your very welcome letter of the 3d instant has reacted me. I am glad to know the relatives of the lamented Major-General McPherson are aware of the mure than friendship existing between him and myself. A nation grieves at the loss of one so dear to our nation's cause. It is a selfish grief, because the nation had more to expect from him than from almost any one living. I join in this self- ish grief, and add the grief of personal love for the departed. He formed for some time one of my military family. I knew him well. To know him was but to love him. It may be some consolation to you, his aged grandmother, to know that every officer and every soldier who served under your grandson, felt the highest rever- ence for his patriotism, his zeal, his great, almost unequalled ability, his amiabilit}" and all the manly virtues that can adorn a commander. Your bereavement is great, but cannot exceed mine. Yours truly, U. S. Grant, Lieut.-Gen. "Wooed and Wedded— With Embellishments. Jolm Kick, of Buffalo, New York, was a private in the Second New York Mount- ed rifles, which regiment, notwithstanding its name, Avas not mounted, but served as infantry " mounted " — on human legs and feet. Pushing along, sunned on and dust- ed on, during the march from Cold Harbor to James River, John Avas stricken Avith deadly sickness. John could go no further — was not simply tired out, exhausted, knocked up, played out and done for, but he was sick. He fell out of the ranks. His comrades thought him now sun-struck. A learned surgeon hazarded the expression of an opinion that the man was suffering from aggravated coup de soliel, induced by exhaustion and the climate. His comrades bore John to the nearest house, — the residence, formerly, of 'he late ex-President John Tyler. There John — John Kick — Avas left, and his felloAvs Avent marching on. There Avas a young lady m the house, Anna Maria Tyler, DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC. 601 niece of the once President. A month, nearly two montlas, passed, and John was not heard from. Was John still sick ? Was John lingering in pain and helpless- ness ? Had John gone over to the ' John- nies ' after recovering ? Or had he kicked the inevitable bucket that aAvaits all mor- tals ? Would John ever be heard of again ? Would Kick ever again pedes- trinate with his fellow momited rifles ? Nobody could answer. Kick was sup- posed to have kicked out of the service. His enemies hinted that he had gone over to the enemy — in fact, been Tylerized. They were mistaken. Kick had not been Tylerized, but Tyler had been Kicked. Anna Maria took ten- der care of John. She did pity him like another Desdemona. True, he was a Yankee, but Othello was a Moor. Per- haps Anna loved John for the dangers he had seen. At any rate, she loved John in spite of the fact that he had done the State some service. And John loved Anna Maria. As the flush of returning health came to John's cheek, Maria grew pale ; pale, but uaterestuig, John saw, and then John began to feel. And here five chapters might be written, and Tennyson quoted, by way of describing the fusing of their two hearts. But John wasn't agoin' to let concealment feed on his cheek. John spoke. Anna Maria spoke back. She was a rebel, but she did not rebel. Both Barkises were 'willm.' A local preacher lived in a " hard town small by," and the knot was tied. Kick (prenomen John) and Kick (nee' Tyler) were happy. " Whoso findeth a wife findeth a good thing and obtaineth favor of the Lord," is Scripture. Doubt- less the converse should be understood. They were happy, but — a cloud shadowed the honey moon. John must go to his regiment and Kick away his other half. But still he lingered. Duty called, but Anna pleaded. It was kicking against the pricks to think of parting. Four weeks passed at last ; John wrenched himself away. Afoot and alone, 'cross lots, and sobbing, Kick left his brided ex-Presi- dent's niece, and wended his sorrowful but proud way " on this line " till he reached the Union pickets, and so presented him- self at General Butler's head-quarters. He told his tale. He was no deserter. On the contrary he was the wedded hus- band of — his wife, and he told who his wife was and how lie came to have her for wife. He produced a letter to the Com- manding General, signed " Aima Tyler Kick," begging that her spouse might be granted furlough for thirty days, and pass North for self and wife, " to arrange do- mestic affliirs." The letter was evidently that of a cultivated lady (as she was,) — in an exquisite hand, on exquisite paper, couched in well-considered, well-phrased and touching terms. The regiment, how- ever, happening to be in General Burnside's corps, it was not in General Butler's power to grant the request ; but he gave them a letter to Gen. Burnside, recommending that the request of the other half of Kick, late Tyler, be granted, and commending John Kick for successful ' Union ' strategy. Furlough and pass were obtained. Allowance will of course be made for 'embellishments,' in war and newspaper times. Florence Nighting-ale's Contribution. A gift from Florence Nightingale to the Sanitary Commission in aid of the Union soldiers, seemed peculiarly appro- priate, in view of her well known high character, and her self-sacrificing sympa- thies and efforts in behalf of the soldier's hospital welfare. Mrs. Bancroft Davi:, of New York, received through Mrs. Adams, wife of the United States Minister at London, two copies of " Notes on Nurs- ing," from Miss Nightingale, as a contri- bution to the Sanitary Fair, with her au- tograph in each, written " from her sick bed," and a copy of " Notes on Nursing for the Laboring Classes," which bears the inscription in her own hand, " Offered to 602 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE EEBELLION, the sick and suffering by their faithful servant, Florence Nightingale." These gifts were also accompanied by views of Miss Nightingale's "• two homes," photo- graphed from drawings by her sister, Lady Verney. Of course these gifts, from such a source, possessed a value far beyond their mere material worth. Power of the Tender Passion on a Union Lieutenant. At the breaking out of the rebellion, Mr. J. S. Searight enlisted in a company of volunteers from the town of Lincoln, Illi- nois, and which was attached to the Thir- ty-second regiment of that State. At a later date, Mr. Searight received a Lieu- tenant's commission. He was generally esteemed as an excellent officer, and did his whole duty in several of the sanguina- ry engagements in the Southwest. In an unlucky hour he met a young lady of se- cession proclivities, but, alas! extremely beautiful in her personal appearance, at her home near Nashville, Tennessee. Suf- fice it to say that tliey met and loved. All the time the Lieutenant could spare from his duties was spent in the society of this new-found and charming little syren, and she as eagerly returned his burnuig pas- sion. Lieutenant Searight time and again offered his resignation — he wished to leave the tented field and dwell in the rosy bowers of love — but, unlike his love, it was not accepted. Love at length con- quered all his scruples — he deserted ! and succeeded in escaping beyond the federal lines with the young lady. The Southern belle who thus captivated the young Lieu- tenant was enormously wealthy— being the possessor of an ample fortune in ster- ling gold. They abo succeeded in run- ning the blockade at Charleston and ar- rived at Havana on Christmas day, when they w^ere married. Love has seduced from the path of duty many Aviser men than Lieutenant Searight. It is a resist- less and overwhelming sentiment, and the best of mortals commit folUes and extrav- agances, and even crimes, when involved in its meshes. First "Union" Demonstration in Old "Vir- g'inia. One of the Federal prisoners, Corporal Merrill, who was conveyed to the city of Richmond, found an unexpectedly obliging friend in the person of an Irish woman — true to the generous traits of her nativity. The train of cars arrived at the Confeder- ate capital about nine o'clock in the even- ing. After the cars had halted, the Cor- poral heard a low voice at his window, which was partly raised. It was quite dark, and he could not distinguish the speaker, who was an Irish woman. '•Whisht, whisht!" said she; "are ye hungry?" Corporal M. replied that he was not, but that some of the boys probably were. " Wait till I go to the house," she con- tinued, and in a moment afterward she Avas again heard at the window. She handed him a loaf of bread, some meat, and about a dozen bakers' cakes, saying, " That was all I had in the house, but I had a shillin', and I bought the cakes wid it ; and if I had more, ye should have it, and welcome ! Take it, and God bless ye!" He thanked her, and said, " You are veiy kind to enemies." "Whisht," said she, "and ainH I from New York meself? " This was the first Union demonstration that the Corporal had witnessed in Old Virginia. He thanked God for the con- solation which the reflection afforded him, as for the third night he lay sleeplessly in the cars, with clothing still saturated and body thoroughly chilled from the effects of the deluge of rain which fell at Manas- sas, whitlier he had come. But the Cor- poral said he could have desired no sweet- er morsel than the good woman's homely loaf, and, proud of the loyal giver, said the Corporal, " I rejoiced that 'I was from New York meself! ' " DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC. 603 Looking- After a Soldier's Wife. The frailty of human nature and the bad policy of trusting too much to human friendsliips were exemplified in their sad- dest hue, in a ca-e which happened in Mie city of Detroit, Michigan, and in which patriotism was made to suffer somewhat severely. A gentleman of that city hav- ing become deeply imbued with loyal sen- timents, and feeling that he might as well make sacrifices for his country as any one, enlisted in the army. The sacrifice was probably much greater than at first im- pulse he anticipated. It amounted, in- deed, to no less than the ruin of his home and the loss of all hope of future earthly happiness. He left behind him a lovely and accom- plished wife and a family of two interest- ing children. He made ample provision for their support, and set aside a certain portion of his wages, to be transmitted to them regularly, whenever his regiment was paid. To still further ensure their comfort, he left them in charge of a friend living near, in whom, after a long ac- quaintance and daily intercourse and friend- ship, he had gained the utmost confidence, with the injunction to see that they wanted for nothing. Feeling sure, therefore, that his wife and family were in good hands and not likely to suffer under any circum- stances, he went cheerfully forth to the hardships and perils of the field. But, alas for the falsity of human faith. His friend — who, by the way, had always been considered a man of good standing in society and an estimable citizen — obey- ing the injunction to see that the soldier's family wanted for nothing, paid them al- most daily visits. During these visits an intimacy sprang up, which ripened into impropriety, and thus continued through a, series of weeks, if not months. In a short time, the soldier-husband, who had gained honor in several campaigns, wrote back to his wife the — to him — joyful intel- ligence that he had obtained a furlough, and was about to visit his home and fami- ly. To the guilty wife this news brought with stunning weight the consciousness of her guilt. Ashamed to meet her husband, she yielded to the suggestions of her se- ducer, and a few days before the expected return of the soldier, they fled for parts unknown. J. he heartless villain left a wife and fam- ily behind, who became overwhelmed with grief at the shame and disgrace thus brought upon their good name. The feel- ings of til 3 soldier on learning the faith- lessness of his wife and friend can, of course, be better imagined than described. Finding a suitable home for his children, he returned to the field wiser in many respects, and older and sadder in experi- ence. Southern " War Widows." Quite a noticeable institution at Vicks- burg and the region thereabout, on its fall- ing into the hands of the Federal powers, was the Southern widow — an article of which there appeared to be an abundance, of all sorts and ages. A partnership, friendship, fellowship, with one of them, proved sometimes profitable, if not pleas- ant, to the northern newcomers. Gunboat officers, newsmen, merchants and Jews would quit their legitimate spheres to ply these ' 'lorn women ' with their seductive arts, for the sake of the cotton which they were found to have and hold. In one case a penniless adventurer was enriched by his share in a few hundred bales — of course of great value. Another married a scrawny dame, and turned Southern planter, body and soul, quietly softening down from a northern radical to a consep vative, meet for " the manor born." A third became encumbered with no less than three women, whom he was anxious to marry off, but found his compensation in the farming of two thousand acres of land. In fact, the rage for turning planter be- came very great, for the sake of the gold- en gains of the cotton, exclusive of the innate attractions which the rich southern 604 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION. 1 women possessed for the needy bachelors of Yankee land. lieave-taking' at the Station. A squad of ' soldier boys ' was about to set off for the seat of war. At the sta- tion a large crowd of friends had gathered, and there was the usual amount of kissing, weeping, embracing, and leave-taking. A loud-voiced man was entertaining a group -of ladies with his conversation, and he re- jnarked, as one of the soldiers' sweet little wives was passing, " If I was going to the war, and any of my friends should come down to the station to see me off, I would shoot them." The little woman looked up, and very quietly said, " Oh, don't fret ; you wouldn't have a chance to fire once ! " If one ever saw a man fished out of the raging canal alive — this fellow looked the like. ♦'My Mary Ann." For some time the post commander at Cairo was a certain West Point Colonel of a Northwestern regiment, noted for his soldierly qualities and rigid difciplme. One day he passed by the barracks and heard a grovip of soldiers singing the well known street piece, " My Mary Ann." An angry shade crossed his brow, and he forthwith ordered the men placed in the guard-house, where they remained all night. The next morning he visited them, when one ventm'ed to ask the cause of their confinement. " Cause enough," said the rigid Colonel ; " you were singmg a song in derision of Mrs. Col. B ." The men replied by roars of laughter, and it was some time before the choler of the Colonel could be sufficiently subdued to understand that the song was an old one, and sung by half the school boys in the land, or the risibles of the men be calmed down to learn that the Colonel's wife rejoiced in the name of "Mary Ann." That Colonel became a Brigadier- Gen- eral. Brigrht Girls in Missouri. About fifteen miles northwest from Springfield, Missouri, lived a Union farmer named R. In the spring of 1862, as he was plowing in his field near his little log cabin, a party of a dozen secession marau- ders, or jayhawkers, as they were there called, rode up. Ten of them hid them- selves in the brush ; the other two went forward and said, " We have been here before, at night, and could not get what we wanted, because your stable was locked. We have come now in the daytime and Ave think we can get them." " Well," said Mr. R., " you are armed and I am not. It is hard, but I suppose I shall have to give them up." " And that's not all," replied one of the two, " we mean to take your horses, and we mean to take you, too." " That's what you can't do," replied the sturdy old farmer ; " you've got arms, and you can kill me, but you can't take me alive." Here one of the men stepped back a few paces, cocked his gmi and took delib- erate aim at the farmer's head. At the same instant ]\Ir. R. heard footsteps in the direction of his house, and saw his daugh- ter coming — a girl nearly grown, with a quiet face, but a look of bright intelligence beammg from her eyes. She had one hand under her apron, in which she car- ried his revolver — and, what was more to the purpose, she, like many a JVIissouri girl, knew how to use it. Ah ! there were what a Cockney would call " stunning girls " in that neigborhood ; one of them had not long since, on coming out of church, horsewhipped a yomig man in the presence of the congregation, and taken away his horse from him, without the least diffidence or difficulty. This brave daughter never did the like of that ; but when near enough to her father, she cast upon him a look of inquiry, which said — " Shall I shoot that man ? " Her father shook his head. Then she DOxMESTlC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 605 ppoke in a fearless, ordinary tone of voice, and said : " Father, did you see those Federals come to our house just now ? " " 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 tltinh that they were your men," she turned to him and said ; " anyway they have got short jackets on" (cavalry). Hereupon the horsethieves turned, re- mounted their steeds, and incontinently ' vamoused the ranche.' Meanwhile, the old farmer and his in- geniously bright and bold girl returned to the house ; when, without waiting to put on the saddle, he jumped upon his fastest horse, and rode to town to tell his story and seek protection. That there are some bright girls hi Missouri no one w^ill doubt who has read Mr. C. C. Coffin's (" Carle- ton,") admirable sketches of the war in that and other regions. Yoting Feminine Spoiling- for Fight. Lizzie Compton, a smart young Miss of sixteen, presented herself one day at Lou- isville, for the purpose of being mustered out of the service, she having been for some months a member of the Eleventh Kentucky cavalry. She had served in seven different regiments, and participated in several battles. At Fredericksburg she was seriously wounded, but recovered and followed the fortunes of war, which cast her from the Army of the Potomac to the Army of the Cumberland. She fought in the bat- tles of Green River bridge, on the 4th of July, receiving a wound which disabled her for a short time. Seven or eight thnes she was discovered and mustered out of ser- vice, 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. Falling' Back at the "Wrong Moment. Two old ladies were one time convers- ing on the battle of Chickamauga. Said one (quoth the Columbia ' South Caroli- nian ') : Two old Ladies conversing about Gen. Bragg " I wish, as General Bragg is a Chris- tian man, that he were dead and in heaven ; I think it would be a God-send to the Con- federacy." " "Wliy, my dear," said the other, " if the General were near the gates of heaven, and invited in, at that moment he would fall back." Captain 's Trade for a Kiss. One evening, at the Bazaar held for the soldiers, at Columbus, Ohio, a pretty Lidian girl was observed exerting her persuasive powers to their utmost tension, to induce a certain military gent, who ranked as a captain, to buy of her a bead basket, or some other ornament which she had in her possession, for disposal on that occasion. 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 sol- diers, good — " surely in such a case there's no harm ; " so, in a twinkling of the eye. 606 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, she said, '■'•Done, sir" and, as she expressed it, gave him a whapper right on his cheek. Military drew back, abashed. The crowd saw it and laughed. There was but one way of escape — he pulled out his somewhat depleted wallet and forked over a V. He then rushed frantically up stairs and drowned his sorrow in a flowing bowl of oyster soup. The maiden, in the mean- time, maintained her accustomed tran- quility. ♦ Became a Soldier After All. Mrs. Crissey, of Decatur, Illinois, whose husband was chaplain in an Illinois regi- ment, related to a visitor that many years ago her little baby, while playing in the street, fell down, and began to cry. A very tall young man, who was just then passing by with a yoke of oxen, picked the child up, and handing him inside the gate, said, cheerily, " You will never make a soldier if you cry for that." The little fellow at once banished his grief. The tall young man was Abraham Lincoln, and Mrs. Ci'issey 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 "Vicksburgr Caves. The wife of one of the Confederate officers, who was confined Avithin the " wall of fire " which surrounded Vicksburg dur- ing the memorable days of April and June, wrote an entertaining volume on the scenes and incidents which there transpired. Like most of her companions, she was com- pelled to seek shelter from the deluge of iron hail in the caves — these being the fashion — the rage — over besieged Vicks- burg. Negroes, who understood their business, hired themselves out to dig them, at from thirty to forty dollars, according to the size. Many persons, considering different localities unsafe, would sell them to others, who had been less fortunate, or less provident ; and so great was the de- mand for cave workmen, that a new branch of industry sprang up and became popular — particularly as the personal safe- ty of the workmen was secure, and money to be made withal. Finally, the surrender of Vicksburg came, and the husband of the lady entered her cave retreat and mformed 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 buckled on his sword, and prepared to take out the men, to deliver up their ai'ms in front of the fortification. The lady said of this change of circumstances : " 1 felt a strange unrest, the quiet of the day was so unnatural. I Avalked up and down the cave until M returned. The day was extremely Avarm ; and he came with a violent headache. He told me that the Federal troops had acted splendidly ; they Avere stationed opposite the place Avhere the Confederate troops marched up and 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 Avhat he had expected, not a jeer or taunt came from any one of the Federal soldiers. Occasionally a cheer Avould be heard, but the majority seemed to regard the poor unsuccessful soldiers Avith a generous sympathy. After the sur- render, the old gray-headed soldier, in passing on the hill near the cave, stopped, and touching his hat, said: "It's a sad day, this, madam ; I little thought Ave'd come to it, Avhen Ave fii'st stepped into the en- trenchments. I hope you'll yet be happy, madam, after the trouble you've seen ;" to Avhich I mentally responded, ' Amen.' The poor hunchback soldier, who had been sick, and Avho, at home in Southern Mis- souri, is Avorth a million of dollars, I have been told, yet Avithin Vicksburg has been nearly starved, Avalked out to-day in the pleasant air, for the first time in many days." DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC G0( General Butler as a Young' Lia-«ryer. The slirewd dodge resorted to by But- ler, when a young lawyer, in the acquittal of a counterfeiter, and the strange figure cut by Ben on the street, in wresting him from the hands of a constable, are among the memorabilia of the General's former days. It so happened that one of the ed- itors of the Lowell Courier was present and witnessed both scenes of the farce. Gen. Butler as a Young Lawyer. The same evening, therefore, a column was devoted to Butler, describing in hu- morous and sarcastic language his exploits of the forenoon at the court-house. The next morning, Butler appeared in the sanctum of the Courier, armed with a for- midable raw-hide, and demanded of Colo- nel Schouler, the senior editor of the paper — afterwards Adjutant- General of Massachusetts — the name of the author of the offensive article. " I'm not accustomed to reveal the au- thorship 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. But- ler," meekly interposed the youthful assist- ant editor, turning around from his desk at the opposite side of the room. " I suppose you did, you scoun- drel," screamed Butler, brandishing his raw-hide, " and I've come up here to thrash you within an inch of your life. 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 — nothing to apologize for." "Then take that!" shouted the irate attorney, bringing down his raw-hide a la Brooks. 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 de- gree 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 " appear- ance then and when he afterwards donned his epaulettes and stars, was, to say the least, quite suggestive. Conversation with an Atlanta Young- Lady. The order of General Sherman, after the capture of Atlanta, expatriating all the inhabitants of that city, in vieAV of mak- ing it a great military depot, or point cCap- pui, was the occasion of many a startling 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. Toimg Lady — It is very hard to be ob- liged 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 would much rather give up our homes than live near the Yankees. We will get far enough away this time. 608 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THH REBELLION. Unionist — May I ask where you intend I 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 — Reconstruction will undoubt- Unionist — I would not be sure of that, edly come about in time, miss. But we It is a long way from Nashville to Atlanta, shall not permit France or any other for- — yet we are here. eign power to interfere. France would Toiing Lady (with ineffable scorn) — Oh, embrace you, without doubt, if she gets a yes, you will '■Jlanh ' us, I suppose. Unionist — Possibly, madam. Young L^ady — Look here, sir ; there are not two nations on the face of the earth, whose language, customs and habits are different, and who are geographically sepa- chance, but it will be the hug of an ana- conda, who will swallow you whole, with- out mastication. Young Lady — Anything rather than become subject to the North. We will not submit to that degradation. Unionist — If you are de- feated you will ; and then you ^ will have thoroughly learned what your people have never, ^^- I before the war, in the slight- est degree understood — how I to respect us. I assure you, friendship follows very close 5 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 rated as wide as the poles, but what are j respect which has been forced upon us, nearer to each other than the North and | we hate you all the more now, because we Railroad Depot at Atlanta, Ga, the South. There are no two peoples in the world who hate each other more. Unionist — I hardly think there is the difference you describe, miss. It seems to me just as if you and I were Americans, with no vital points of difference' between us which may not be settled some day. despised you before. Alas I the Poor Soldier. Shortly after one of the tenible battles on the soil of Virginia, which sent thou- sands of brave soldiers to their last home, and mangled and mutilated tliousands 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 poll- faulty. As he was jostled rudely along, ticians in the South (and there are thou- the blood trickled slowly down to the pave- sands 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 DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 609 — hardly worthy the name of ' Uidies,' although attired as such, — approached. They, too, saw the maimed and bleeding soldier, and daintily drawing closer their flowing robes, with their delicate noses ele- vated in disgust, they shrunk away with sundry little feminine exclamations of dis- gust and aversion. As the unfortunate soldier stepped within the shadow of a doorway, and leaned his head upon his Alas, poor Soldier ! remaining arm, to hide the tears which 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. Seuor B- ■ and the Confederate Brig-adier's Daughter. In the summer of 1860, Senor B , the son of a wealthy Cuban planter, was staying at Saratoga. While there he be- came acquainted with Miss Eugenie F., daughter of a well known Mobile banker. The parties became enamored of each other, and all things being satisfactory, they became betrothed with the consent of the old folks, and the marriage was ap- pointed to take place on the 16th of Au- gust, 1861. The lady returned to her home, 38 while ilie gentleiuau went back to Cuba to arrange and settle his private affairs, with a view of permanently residing in the United States. About one month be- fore the time appointed for the nuptials to take place, the Mobile banker received and accepted a conunission as Brigadier- General in the Confederate service, and in his first battle, a few Aveeks after, re- ceived a mortal wound. His sudden death involved the family in unexpected embar- rassment, and froni a state of wealth they were plunged into comparative obscui-i- ty and poverty. Upon this state of affaii'S being made known to the father of Senor B., he broke oiF the match between the latter and Miss Eu- genie, and interdicted even the slight cor- respondence afforded through the medium of blockade runners. Thus matters remained for a considerable time, until finally the old man died, leav- ing the son free, of course, to wed the maiden of his choice. He immediately took passage for, and after sevei-al days reached, Mobile. He there found that his intended mother-in-law, overcome Avith grief at her husband's falling in battle, had succumbed to the fell destroyer, and fol- lowed her partner to the grave, while Eugenie was conducting a seminary for young ladies. The meeting between the young couple need not be described — it w^ill suffice to say, that the school was given up, the parties married, and in a few days embarking from Wilmington, North Carolina, they arrived in safety at Nassau. From thence they Avent to New York, and " all went merry as a marriage bell." GIO THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, Private "W. in Love and Luck. At the iirst battle of Bull Run there was a soldier by the name of W , who, like many others on that memorable occa- sion, straggled away from his command. After walking, or rather running, for sev- eral hours, he became very much fatigued, and after taking good precaution that there Avere no rebels either witliin sound or sight, he lay down to sleep by the side of a fence, and slept sweetly and soundly during the night. Late in the morning, Avhen the sun was indeed near midnoon, he woke to find himself in a strange land, and perliaps among the bitterest enemies of the country. But the demand of hunger soon silenced the voice of prudence and caution. See- ing a mansion on a hill in the distance, surrounded by parks and meadows, orch- ards and evergreens, artificial fountains and natural streams of clear running wa- ter, in fact everything tending to show tliat it was one of the first-class old Virgi- nia plantations, the home of courtly ele- gance and refinement, our soldier, tired with a weary step, and a fainting, famish- ing heart, knocked at the door of the man- sion. He was cordially received, for the old Virginia planter Avas faithful among the faithful few. He remained long enough to recruit his Avasted energies and get in- formation as to the most direct route to Washington. But the name of the young soldier Avas not forgotten by the planter, nor his manly bearing and genial tempera- ment. W re-enlisted in another regiment, and at the second battle of Bull Run Avas severely though not dangerously Avounded. He was taken to the hospital at Washing- ton. His old Virginia friend, avIio had so liighly appreciated his character, learned | of his illness. He sent to the hospital and obtained an order for permission to take him to his own home. He Avas removed, when through the kindness of the planter and the attentions of his daughter, the young man gradually recovered from the effects of his A\'ound, and Avas himself again. A tender regard had in the meantime sprung up betAveen the young lady and the young soldier, and, to cut very short the turn the story in such cases made and provided usually takes, they Avere betroth- ed. The soldier returned to his northern home on furlough. But Avhile there lie learned of the sudden and severe indispo- sition of her who was soon to become his bride. Shocked at the unexpected intel- ligence, he hastened on his journey back to her side, but, as the sad result showed, only to bury her loved form in the cold em- brace of the grave. The old man, hoAvever, still true to the attachment he had formed for the young soldier, told him that he in- tended to make him his heir, — that he had no children left, and no relatives, except those in rebellion, and that he should now share Avith him his estate. He at once gave him a deed to a considerable prop- erty in Chicago. The young man, a i'ew Aveeks after, visited that modern miracle and Babylon combined, and found that his little Chicago fortune would realize the handsome sum of two hundred thousand dollars, being oftered sixty thousand dol- lars for a single block to Avhich he had fallen heir. But this is not all of the strange and eventful story. The old man soon after died, leaving all his fortune — more than eight lumdred thousand dollars — to the young Union soldier. Pictures of Mrs. Major G and her "Boy." Mrs. G , Avife of a slain officer, Avas promoted by the President of the United States to the position of Major in the army, in recognition of her bravery in the field and services in the hospital to the Union soldiers. The female Major after- Avards sojourned in Cleveland for some days, and finally was married there to a priA'ate in the Forty-ninth New York regi- ment — a mere boy. The happy couple DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC. till subsequently visited an artist's studio for the purpose of having their likenesses taken. The lady Major, after inquiring the price of several cases — and failing to be suited thereat — exclaimed : " If you knew who I am, perhaps you would give me a picture ! " She then exhibited to the operator several badges, etc., and made known her name and position. "I can see no reason why you should not pay for a picture, and a good round price at that, for you are getting a pretty plump salary," said Mr. Operator. " That may be," archly replied the bright woman, " but do you see that 'ere boy ? " pointing to her husband : " In all probability, besides having him to take care of, I shall have his dad and mammy on my hands soon ! " Matters were finally " adjusted," and Mrs. Major G did not leave without a picture of herself and " boy." Northern Schoolraa'ams in Georgia. A body of Federal prisoners had reached Rome, Georgia, en route for Richmond. Weary, famished, thirsting, they were herded like cattle in the street, under the burning sun, — a public show. It was a gala day in that modern Rome. The women, magnificently arrayed, came out and pelted them with balls of cotton, and with such characteristic feminine sneers and taunts as, " So you have come to Rome, have you, you Yankees ? How do you like your welcome ? " — and then more cotton and more words. The crowds and the hours came and went, but the mockery did not intermit, and the poor fellows were half out of heart. Major P., of an Ohio regiment, faint and ill, had stepped back a pace or two and leaned against a post, when he was lightly touched upon the arm. As he looked around, mentally nerving himself for some more ingenious insult, a fine looking, well dressed lioy of twelve stood at his elbow, his frank face turned up to the Major's. With a furtive glance at a rebel guard who stood with his back to them, tho lad, pulling the Ma- jor's shirt, and catching his breath, boy- fashion, said, '" Are you from New P^ngland ? " " I was born in Massachusetts," was the reply. " So was my mother," returned the boy, brightening up ; " She was a New England girl, and she was what you call a 'school- ma'am,' up north ; she married my father, and I'm their boy, but how she does love New England and the Yankees, and the old United States, and so do I." The Major was touched, as well he might be, and his heart warmed to the boy as to a }oung brother ; and he took out his knife, severed a button from his coat and handed to him for a remembrance. " Oh, I've got half a dozen just like it. See here ! " and he took from his pocket a little string of them, gifts of other boys in blue. " My mother would like to see you," he added, " and I'll go and tell her." " What are you doing there ! " growled the guard, suddenly wheeling around upon him, and the boy slipped away into the crowd and was gone. Not more than half an hour elapsed before a lovely lady, ac- companied by the little patriot, passed slowly down the sidewalk next to the curb- stone. She did not pause, she did not Gov. Andrew, of Mass. speak ; if she smiled at all it was faintly; but she handed to one and another of the prisoners bank notes as she went. As they neared the Major, the boy gave him 612 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION. a significant look, as much as to say, " That's my New England mother." The eyes of the elegant lady and the poor, weary officer met, for an instant, and she passed away like a vision out of sight. Who would not join in fervently breath- ing two beautitudes : God bless the young Georgian, and blessed forever be the north- ern school-ma'am ! Yes, she was one of those Massachu- setts ministers of wisdom and good- ness, so many of whom, under the inspi- ration of that great-hearted man. Gover- nor Andrew, have left the Old Bay State, and all its attractions of jjiety, literature, thrift and refinement, to instruct and ele- vate the children of the South, and reclaim its vast moral wastes. "Hopeless Cases." When the wounded were being brought into the churches at Leesburg, after the battle, friend and foe were accommodated alike Avitli Avhatever the Confederates had, and the ladies were busy in their various offices of mercy and kindness. Outside one of the churches a tent was raised for the reception of the dead. Lieutenant Small, of the Confederate service, was searching for a poor friend of his among the many bodies, and found two Yankees, thrown in among the otiiers. They were sighmg, and he immediately pulled them out, placed a body under their heads for a pillow, and examined their hurts. One had received a shot in the left eye ; being a common round musket ball, it had passed round the skull and came out at the left ear. In the second case, the ball had passed in a direction exactly opposite to this. They were not dead, but they had been thrown aside to die, while many of their comrades were comfortably provided for in chui'ches and schools. The doctors in attendance were busy, and treated Lieutenant S. like a Union sympathizer, and to all his appeals in behalf of suffer- ing humanity, swore roundly that they had something more important to attend to, particularly as the two Yankees were pronounced by all the physicians as ' hope- less cases.' But the Lieutenant's appeal to the ladies was answered by instant kindness. They proceeded to the ' dead tent,' and stated that the two suffiircrs had been there all day, and were considered dead. Lieutenant S. procured some ex- cellent whiskey for them, their faces were washed, more spirit was administered at proper intervals, food was given, and to the astonishment of all the doctors, those two fellows were walking about the streets of Leesburg in less than three days, com- fortably smoking their- pipes, or fighting their battles over again, around the fire of the mess-rooms. Yankee Pris'ner 'Scaped from Richmon'. "•John Bray," of the First New Jersey cavalry, was captured by a band of Mos- by's rough-riders, at Warrenton, Va., and duly escorted as a prisoner to Richmond. From this imprisonment he, by great dex- terity, managed to escape, one Sabbath — a holy day which blessed his deed. At eleven o'clock that night he was withui nine miles of New Kent Court House, having traveled a distance of twenty-one miles since noon. Pie passed that night in a swamp, asleep, exhausted, chilled, and sore, and had lost his way. The next morning, while pursuing again his devious path, a negro suddenly confronted him. Says " John : " — Wlience he came I knew not ; I only knew^ that he stood before me with a look of inquiry in his eyes, as much as to say. Who are you, sir? I was, of course, startled ; but I remembered that I wore a rebel uniform, and met him accord- ingly. But he was not to be deceived. "■ Yer can't come dat game on dis cliil'," he said with a sparkle in his eye ; " I knows you, sar ; you'se a Yankee pris'ner 'scaped from Richmon'." Then, as if to reassure me, he hurriedly added, "But Lor' bless yer, massa, I won't tell on yer ; I'se real glad yer's got away." I saw in a moment the fellow coidd be DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC 613 ti-usted — I have never seen a negro yet, in this war, who could not be trusted by the Union soldier; and so I unbosomed myself to him at once, telling him the pushed on, keeping the road as nearly as I could. At eleven o'clock, Tuesday night, " John Bray " reached the suburbs of Williams- Enjoying the Negro's Hospitality. whole story of my escape, that I had lost my way, that I had not eaten a morsel of food in twenty-four hours, and that if he could help me in any way I would be more indebted than I could describe. " Dis cliil' glad to help yer," he replied, in a tone of real pleasure, and with a bright look in his eyes, and at once started off at a rapid pace, leading me across the fields, a distance of four miles, to the house of another negro, to whom he ex- plained my situation and wishes. Here I was given something to eat, both the man and woman treating me with the greatest kindness ; and afler a short rest again set out, this time with my host as guide, for the main road, from which 1 had wandered. This was soon reached, and parting with my black friend, I burg, the goal of all his wanderings, but not without passing through many and perilous adventures. Frankie Bragg-, the Boy Patriot at Don- elson. In one of the Union hospitals at Padn- cah was one of Birges's sharpshooters, who did such excellent service at Fort Donelson. He was a brave and noble boy. There were several kind ladies taking care of the sick. Their presence was like sunshine. Wherever they walk- ed the eyes of the sufferers followed them. One of these ladies thus spoke of little Frankie Bi-agg : — Many will remember him ; the boy of fifteen, who fought val- iantly at Donelson, — one of the bravest of Birges's sharpshootei-s, and whose an- 614 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, swer to my questioning in regard to join- ing the army was — " I joined because I was so young and strong, and because life would be worth Dotliing to me unless I offered it for my country ! " I saw him die. I can never forget the pleading gaze of his violet eyes, the brow from which ringlets of light-brown hair were swept by strange fingers bathed in the death-dew, the desire for some one to care for him, some one to love him, in his last hours. I came to his side, and he clasped my hand in his own, fast growing cold and stiff. He said : " O, I am going to die, and there is no one to love me. I did not think I was going to die till now ; but it can't last long. If Frankie Bragg. my sisters were only here ; but I have no friends near me now, and it is so hard ! " " Frankie, 1 know it is hard to be away from your relatives, but you are not friend- less ; I am your friend. Mrs. S and the kind doctor are your friends, and we will all take care of you. More than this, God is your friend, and he is nearer to you now than either of us can get. Trust him, my boy. He will help you." A faint smile passed over the pale suf- ferer's features, as he asked — " Oil, do you think he will ? " Then, as he held my hands closer, he turned his face more fully toward me, and said : " My mother taught me to pray when I was a very little boy, and I never forgot it. I have always said my prayers every day, and tried not to be bad. Do you think God heard me always ? " "Yes, most assuredly. Did be not promise, in his good Book, from which your mother taught you, that he would always hear the prayers of his children ? Ask, and ye shall receive. Don't you re- member this? One of the worst things we can do is to doubt God's truth. He has promised, and he will fulfil it. Dont you feel so, Frankie ? " He hesitated a moment, and then an- swered, slowly : " Yes, I do believe it. I am not afraid to die, but I want some- body to love me." The old cry for love, the strong yearn- ing for sympathy of kindred hearts — it would not be put down. " Frankie, I love you. Poor boy ! you shall not be left alone. Is not this some comfort to you ? " " Do you love me ? Will you stay with me, and not leave me ? " "I will not leave you. Be comforted, I will stay as long as you wish." I kissed the pale forehead as if it had been that of my own child. A glad light flashed over his face. " Oh, kiss me again ; that was given like my sister. Mrs. S , won't you kiss me, too ? I don't think it will be so hard to die, if you will both love me." It did not last long. With his face nestled against mine, and his large blue eyes fixed in perfect composure upon me to the last moment, he breathed out his life. So he died for his country, and rests on the banks of the beautiful Ohio. All for Nothingr. The kind of work which was accom> plished by the noble women of the North and West, through the agency of the Sanitary Commission, during the war, is well known. Here is an incident in point : — A Scotch woman, after nursing her DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC 615 Wounded : on until he was almost well, found her money so neai'ly gone that she could not remain with him ; yet she could not bear to leave him dependent only on the ordinary hospital supplies, lest, as she said, " he shouldn't be so well." A kind friend took her to a storehouse, to procure a few luxuries for her boy. He ordered a supply of sugar, tea, soft crackers, and canned fruit, then chicken and oysters, then jelly and wine, brandy, milk, and under-clothing, until the basket was full. As the earlier articles nestled under its lids, her face was glowing with satisfaction ; but, as the latter lots were being added, she would draw him aside to whisper, that it was too much — really, she hadn't enough money; and when the more expensive items came from the shelves, the shadow of earnestness which gloomed her counte- nance, grew into one of perplexity, her soul vibrated between motherly yearning for the lad on his bed, and the scant purse in her pocket, until, slowly and with great reluctance, she began to return the costli- est of the tempting assortment. " Hadn't you better ask the price ? " asked the guide. " How much is it ? " " Nothing," replied the storekeeper. " Sir ! " queried she, in the utmost amazement ; " nothing for all this ? " " My good woman," asked the guide, " have you a Soldiers' Aid Society in your neighborhood ? " Yes, they had ; she belonged to it her- self " Well, what do you suppose becomes of the garments you make, and the fruits you put up ? " She hadn't thought ; she supposed they went to the army ; but she was evidently bothered to know what connection there should be between their Aid Society and the basket. " These garments that you see, come from your society, or other societies just like yours ; so did these boxes and bar- rels ; those fruits from Boston ; that wine was purchased with gold from California ; and it is all for sick soldiers — your son, as much as for any one else. This is the kind of work done by the United States Sanitary Commission." This work, in- deed, was a peculiar bond of union be- tween the loyal and true-hearted woraeii of our country, enlisting, as it did, the act- ive efibrts of such ladies as Mrs. Lincoln, Mrs. Grant, Mrs. Halleck, &c., and reach- ing to every family, however humble. North and West. How to Take the Oath. A former belle and well known yomig lady of Louisville, Ky., — though not too young to marry, was too rebellious to vow the allegiance and fidelity of her heart t(v the flag of the Union. Hymen held out his hand filled with tempting greenbacks ; but military law is very severe and exacting, making no discrimination in favor of the softer sex. The God of domestic bliss had to evacuate his position until the God of war was appeased, and this could only be done by the belle aforesaid taking an oath to support the Union. While the lady was modest enough to look for a union of hearts, she cared nothing for that political Union Avhich a non-clerical law exacted. Rather than forego the joys and delights of mari*ied life, however, and waste her sweetness in single solitude, the little rebel beauty took the oath of alle- giance to the United States Government, and man-ied — '* a Yankee invader ! " The joke was considered a good one, especially on the part of the bride ; and could the bridegroom be otherwise than a happy man in the companionship of such a loyal woman for a wife ? General Bice to his Mother. The following is an extract from the last letter written by General James C. Rice, just before the battles in the Vir- ginia Wilderness, in one of which the noble General lost his life. It was to his aged mother, living in Worthington : — 616 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, We are about to commence the cam- paign, the greatest in magnitude, strength and importance since the beginning of the war. God grant that victory may crown our arms ; that this wicked rebelHon may be crushed, our Union preserved, and peace and prosperity again be restored to our beloved country. My faith and hope and confidence are in God alone, and I know that you feel the same. I trust that God may again graciously spare my life, as He has in the past, and yet one cannot fall too early if, loving Christ, he dies for his country. My entire hope is in the cross of my Saviour. In this hope I am al- ways happy. "We pray here in the arm3% mother, just the same as at home. The same God who watches over you, also guards me. I always i-emember you, mother, in my prayers, and I know you never forget me in yoiu-s. All that I am, •under God, I owe to you, my dear mother. Do you recollect this passage in the Bible : " Thou shalt keep therefore the statutes, that it may go well with thee, and thy children after thee." How true this is in respect to your children, mother. I hope you will read the Bible and trust the promises to the last. There is no book like the Bible for comfort. It is a guide to the steps of the young — a staff to the aged. Well, my dear mother, good bye. We are going again to do our duty, to bravely offer up our life for that of the country, and " througli God we shall do valiantly." With much love, and many prayers, that, whatever may betide us, we may meet in Heaven at last, I am your very affectionate son, James. Superfluities in War Times among the Fair Sex. The Provost Marshal of Memphis, Tennessee, one day took several ladies in custodv. some of whom were of apparent respectability, suspected of having been engaged in smuggling goods into the Con- federacy. As is usual in all such cases of dealing wnth the fair sex, some strange and curious developements were made, after a little manipulation by a female ex- aminer — " for such cases provided and prepared." One had on a whole bolt of the finest of linen — sufficient for a village haberdasher's stock — adjusted to answer the purpose of a bustle (an article rather out of date in a modern woman's ward- robe). Her corset Avas filled with tempt- ing pieces of gold coin, quil'ed in, and amounting to twelve hundred dollars. Another had her form winsomly rounded out with i^adding, made up of the best dress silks, worth five dollars and upward per yard — decidedly extravagant even for so choice a place and purpose. Her hose » were found to conceal, besides nature's I pedal supports, a quantity of gentlemen's cravats — these being swathed carefully and ingeniously about lier rebellious little legs. The third lady's ample hoops were found to cover a number of yards of broadcloth — by no conceivable hypothesis necessary in such a climate : and her bust was filled out to the largest possible ma- ternal fullness with a museum of articles, consisting mainly of jewelry, silk thread, needles and medicines. The fair captives were Avorth a good deal " as they stood," and were Avell taken care of. Woman as a Dernier Resort. Women have always been employed to persuade information out of unsuspecting, but not unsuspected persons, and they bring a degree of tact and shrewdness into play that hirsute humanity can never hope to equal. Many a wasp has been caught with their honey of hypocrisy. Here is an illustration : A subordinate Federal officer in a certain city had long been suspected of disloyalty, but no proof to warrant his arrest could be obtained, and so as a dernier resort a ivoman w^as set at him. She smiled her Avay into his confidence, and became his " next best friend," but, finding that ears Avere of no use, — for he could not be induced to say DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC. 017 one word of matters pertaining to his of- fice, — slie changed her phm of attack, and turned a couple of ciu-ious, and, it is said, beautiful eyes upon him. Not unfrequent- ly he would x'ide out of town into tlie coim- try, and be absent three oj- foiu- hours and return. For all the hours of tlie twenty-four but just these she could account. Within them, then, lay the mischief, if mischief there was, and she began to watch if he made any preparation for these excursions. None. He loaded his old-fashioned pis- tol, drew on his gloves, lighted a cigar, bade her a loving good-bye — " only that, and nothing more." AVas he deep and she dull ? Time would show. At last, she observed that he put an unusual charge into the pistol, one day, and all at once she grew curious in pistols. Would he show her some day hoAv to charge a pistol, how to fire a pistol, how to be a dead shot ? And just at that minute slie was atliirst, and would he bring her a lemonade ? She was toying with the weapon, and he went. The instant the door closed behind him slie drew the charge, for slie knew quite as much of pistols as he, and substituted another. She was not a minute too soon, for back he came, took the pistol, and rode away. No sooner had he gone than she set about an examination of the chai'ge, and it proved to be plans and details of Federal forces and movements, snugly rolled together. The mischief was in the pistol, then, though none but a woman would have thought of it, and so it Avas that he carried information to his rebel friends with rural proclivities. The wo- man's purpose w^as gained, and when the otficer returned, his " next best friend " liad vanished like an Arab, or a vision, and he had hardly time to turn about be- fore he was under arrest. A Young: Woman Shoots a Guerrilla to Avenge the Murder of Her Lover. The following simple and unvarnished story has hardly a pai'allel in the page of fiction. Its strict truth is beyond ques- tion : MuKFREESBORo', June 28, 1864. To the Editor of The Times : The original of the following letter is in my possession. The events so graphically narrated, transpired in Overton county, Tenn. I knew Dr. Sadler from a small boy. The men who murdered him were noted guerrillas, and killed him for no per- sonal grudge, but on account of his senti- ments. I have no personal acquaintance with the young lady, but have the highest A Young Woman Shoots a Guerrilla. authority for stating that she is a pure, high-minded girl, the daughter of a plam farmer in moderate circumstances. It only remains to state that Peteet was killed January 30, and Gorden'.iire February 4, 1864, so that the vengeance they invoked has overtaken all three of the murderers of M. G. Sadler. John W. Bowen. Martin's Creek, Ajiril 30, 1864. Major Cliff : According to promise, I now attempt to give you n statement of the reasons why I killed Turner, and a brief history of the affair. Dr. Sadler had, for two years previous to his death, seemed equally as near and dear to me as a brother, and for several montlis nearer than any person — my parents not except- ed. If he had not, I never would have done what I did — promise to be his. The men who killed him had threatened 618 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. his life often, because he was a Union man ; they said he should not live, and after he had taken the oath they arrested him, but Lieut. Oakly released him at Pa's gate. He staid at Pa's till bed-time, and I warned him of the danger he was in ; told him I had heard his life threatened that day, and that I felt confident he would be killed if he did not leave the neighborhood, and stay off until these men became recon- ciled. He promised to go ; said he had some business at Carthage, and would leave. He promised us he would leave the neighborhood that night or by daylight next morning, and we felt assured he had gone. But for some unaccoimtable rea- son he did not leave. About 3 o'clock, p. m., next day, news came to me at Mr. Johnson's, where I had gone with my brother, that Dr. Sadler was killed. I had met Peteet, Gordenhire, and Turner on the road, and told my brother that they were searcliing for Dr. Sadler to kill him. Sure enough they went to the house where he was, and, strange to me after his Avarning, he per- mitted them to come in. They met him perfectly friendly, and said they had come to get some brandy from Mr. Yelton, which they obtained, and immediately after drink- ing they all three drew their pistols and commenced firing at Sadler. He drew his, but it was snatched away from him ; he then drew his knife, which was also taken away from him. He then ran roimd the house and up a stairway, escap- ing out of their sight. They followed, however, and searched till they found him, and brought him down and laid him on a bed, mortally womided. He requested some of his people to send for Dr. Dillin to dress his wounds. It is strange to me why, but Sadler's friends had all left the room, when Turner went up and put his pistol against the temple, and shot him through the head. They all rejoiced like demons, and stood by till he made his last struggle. They then pulled his eyes open and asked in a loud voice if he were dead. They then took his hoi'se and saddle and pistols, and robbed him of all his money, and otherwise insulted and abused his re- mains. Now, for this, I resolved to have re- venge. Peteet and Gordenhire being dead, I determined to kill Turner, and to seek an early opportunity of doing it. But I kept that resolution to myself, knowing that I would be prevented. I went prepared, but never could get to see him. On the Thursday before I killed him, I learned he was preparing to leave for Louisiana, and I determined he should not escape if I could prevent it. I arose that morning and fixed my pistols, so that they would be sure fire, and determined to hunt him all that day. Then sitting down I wrote a few lines, so that if I 'fell my friends might know where to look for my remains. I took my knitting, as if I were going to spend the day with a neighbor living on the road toward Turner's. It rained very severely, making the roads muddy, so that I became fatigued, and concluded to go back and ride next day, or Satiirday. But Ma rode my horse on Saturday, and left me to keep house. We had company Sunday a. m., so "that I could not leave, but the company left about noon, and I started again in search of Turner. I went to his house about two and a half miles from Pa's. I found no one at home and therefore sat down to await his return. After waiting perhaps one and a half hours, a man came to see Turner, and not finding him he said he supposed that he and his wife had gone to Mrs. Christian's, his sister-in-law, who lived about one-half mile distant. I concluded to go there and see, fearing the man would tell him I was waiting for him and he Avould escape me. I found him there, and a number of other persons, including his wife and her father and mother. Most of them left when I en- tered the house. I asked Mrs. Christian if Turner was gone. She pomted to him DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC. 619 at the gate just leaving. I looked at the clock, and it was halt-past four o'clock, p. m. I then walked out into the yard, and as Turner was starting, called to him to stop. He turned and saw I was preparing to shoot him ; he started to run. I fired at tlie distance of about twelve paces, and missed. I fired again as quick as possi- ble, and hit him in the back of the head, and he fell on his face and knees. I fired again and hit him in the back, and he fell on his right side. I fired twice more, only one of these shots taking effect. By this time I was within five steps of him, and stood and watched him till he was dead. I then turned round and walked toward the house, and met Mrs. Christian and her sister, his wife, coming out. They asked me what I did that for? My response was : " You know what that man did on the 13th of December last — murdered a dear Iriend of mine. I have been determined to do this deed ever since, and I never shall regret it." They said no more to me, but commenced hallooing and blowing a horn. I got my horse out and started home, where I shall stay or leave when I please, and say what I please. L. J. W. Sushwhackers Kept at Bay by a Brave GM. While Brigadier- General Brown was in command of the Federal forces at Jeffer- son City, Missouri, an attempt was made by three bushwhackers to enter the house of Mro Schwartz, twelve miles distant, but who, being resolutely resisted by a young lady of only fifteen years, undertook to break down the door. It appears that on being thwarted in their purpose to enter the house, they declared they would come in, at the same time trying to break down the door. While this was going on, the other inmates of the house, viz., Mr. Schwartz, John Wise, Captain Golden, government horse dealer, and a young man in his employ, all letl, taking with them — • as they supposed — all the arms and am- munition. In their hasty retreat they left behind a revolver, which Miss Schwartz appropriated to her own use. She went to the door, and on opening it, pre-^entcd the pistol at the leader of the gang, telling them to " come on if they wanted to, and that some of them should fall, or she would." They threatened to kill her if she did not leave the door. She replied : " The first man who takes one step to- ward this door dies, for this is the home of my parents, and my brothers and sis- ters, and I am able to, and shall defend it." Seeing that she was determined in her purpose, and after holding a consultation together, they left. Here is one of the many instances of true and brave-hearted courage ; — a young girl of but fifteen fresh and tender sum- mers, after all the inmates of the house, even her father, had fled, leaving her alone to her fate, — with the courage wor- thy a Joan of Arc, boldly defending her native home against three blood-thirsty and cowardly ruffians, and by her coolness and heroic daring, succeeding in turning them at their peril, from their heUish de- signs. All honor to the heroism of that truly American girl ! Skiill-Bone Memento Kept by a Lady. Information was one day communicated to the Provost-Marshal of St. Louis, Mis- souri, that the wife of a well known Con- federate officer, Warrack Hugh, — Captain and Assistant-Inspector-General on Gen- eral Leonidas Polk's staff, was in that city and preparing to go to Jefferson City. Orders were immediately issued for her arrest, and carried out. In her possession were found a number of secession articles, a package of letters, and a piece of the skull of a Union soldier, about two inches square, and so thick that it must have been a portion of the occipital bone, on Avhich 620 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. was the inscription, " Wilson's Creek, Dec. 21st, 18G1," and then some obscure chirograjihy, half rubbed out, that looked like ' Found on the spot.' In answer to a question where she obtained it, she replied by telling when she got it. In answer to another, as to whether she knew what it was, she answered in the affirmative, — that she knew it to be a portion of the skull of a Union soldier. When inquired of why she kept it, she replied, " For a memento" — an imaccountable and pervert- ed taste for a lady. She was committed to the female department of the prison, after an examination, and the pleasant souvenirs Avere retained by the officials. -* Clever Dogs, but both sucked Eggs. During General Birney's raid through Florida, a bright little girl was found alone in one of the houses, her parents having ' skedaddled.' She was rather non-com- mittal, for she did not know whether the troops were Union or rebel. Two fine dogs made their appearance,' while a con- versation was being held with the child, and she informed one of her questioners that their names v/ere Gillmore and Beau- regard. " Which is the best dog ? " asked a bystander. " I don't know," said she, " they're both mighty smart dogs ; but they'll either of 'em suck eggs if you don't watch 'em." The troops left without as- certaining whether the family, of which the girl was a hopeful scion, was Union or rebel. Rather be a Soldier's "Wido-wr than aCo'wrard's Wife. One day a poor wounded soldier on crutches entered one of the New York city railway cars, Avhicii on this occasion happened to be occupied mainly by wo- men. One of them considerately arose and gave the wounded man her place. Her neighbor, seeming to be scandalized by this abdication of feminine privilege, asked her if it Avere possible that she had voluntarily resigned her seat to ' that man.' She replied she had ; that she had a husband who was a soldier in the Union army, and that she had done only what she would Avish others should do for him in a similar situation. The other replied that she had no husband in the army, and Avas glad of it. " Well," retorted the true American wife, " I Avould rather be a sol- dier's widow than a coward's toife." Interesting Contribution to a Sanitary Fair. One of the contributions to the Cincin- nati Sanitary Fair consisted of a letter from Thomas Clay to his father. When the great statesman, Henry Clay, was liv- ing, he purchased a farm for his son Thom- as, and stocked and prepared it thoroughly for his use. After a few years' I'esidence on the farm, Thomas Avrote to his father for more money, — that his farm needed important improvements, and he had not the Avherewith to procure what he needed. jVIr. Clay rephed to the effect that as he (Thomas) had squandered the means he had given him in preparing the farm for his use, he might now go to — . Thomas replied in a brief letter to his father, as foUoAvs : '• My Dear Father: Your kind letter of — instant is before me. I have perused and digested its contents, and am obliged to return you my Avarmest gratitude for the kindly admonition it contains. The destination you direct me to go Avill be strange to me, and I have deemed it the part of a dutiful son to request of you a letter of introduction. Hoping to hear from you, I remain your most obedient and dutiful son, Thomas Clay Confederate Brooches not to General Viele's Taste. General Viele's method of dealing with secession and its abettors was that of the suat'iter in modo, fortitiir in re. For in- stance, a lady Avent into his office to con- sult him or demand some favor. He re- ceived her with his usual politeness, but DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 621 suddenly noticing that she wore the Con federate colors prominently, in the shape of a brooch, he mildly suggested that it would, perhaps, have been better taste to come to his office without such a decoration, " I have a right. Sir, to consult my OAvn wishes as to what I shall wear." " Then, Madam," replied the General, " permit me to claim an equal right in choosing with whom I shall converse." The dignified lady thought it best to make a speedy exit from his presence. Whoever would read more of these sparkling moi'ceaux, will find a rich feast in Dawley's admirable series — the " Camp and Fireside Library." Annie Lillybridg-e and Lieutenant W . Annie Lillybridge, of Detroit, was for ' Union,' and in favor of the hardships and dangers of war, if need be, to secure that end. She courted, rather than shrank from, those hardships, and bared her breast to rebel bullets. According to Annie's account, her pa- rents resided in Hamilton, Canada West. In the spring of 1862, she was employed in a dry goods store in Detroit, where she became acquainted with Lieutenant W — , of one of the Michigan regiments, and an intimacy immediately sprang up between them. They corresponded for some time, and became much attached to each other. But during the ensuing summer season. Lieutenant W. was appointed to a position in the Twenty-first Michigan Infantry, then rendezvousing in Ionia county. The thought of parting from the gay Lieutenant nearly drove Annie mad, and she resolved to share his dangers and be near him. No sooner had she resolved upon this course than she proceeded to act. Purchasing male attire she visited Ionia, and enlisted in Captain Kavanagh's Company, Twenty-first regiment. While in camp she managed to keep her secret from all ; not even the object of her at- tachment, who met her every day, was aware of her presence so near him. Annie left with her regiment for Ken- tucky, passed through all the dangers and temptations of a camp-life, endured long marches, and slept on the cold ground — all without a murmur. At last, before the battle of Pea Ridge, in which her regi- ment took part, her sex was curiously dis- covered by a member of her company, upon whom she laid the injunction of se- cresy, after relatuig to him her previous history. On the following day she was under fire, and from a letter in her possession, it ap- pears she behaved with marked gallantry, and by her own hand shot a rebel Captain who was in the act of firing upon Lieu- tenant W. But the fear of revealing her sex continually haunted her. After the battle, she was sent out with others, to collect the wounded, and one of the fir,st corpses found by her was the sol- dier Avho had discovered her sex. Lays and weeks passed on, and she became a universal favorite with the regiment; so much so, that her Colonel, Stephens, fre- quently detailed her as regimental clerk — a position that brought her in close con- tact with her lover, who, at this time, was Major, or Adjutant, of the regiment. A few weeks subsequently she was out on picket duty, when she received a shot in the arm that disabled her, and notwith- standing the eflTorts of the surgeon, her wound grew worse from day to day. She was sent to the hospital at Louisville, where she remained several months, when she was discharged by the post surgeon, as her arm was stiffened and useless. Annie implored to be permitted to re- turn to her regiment, but the surgeon was unyielding, and discharged her. Annie immediately hurried toward home. At Cincinnati she told her secret to a benevo- lent lady, and was supplied with female attire. She declared she would enlist in her old regiment again, if there was a re- cruiting officer for the Twenty-first in Michigan. She still clung to the Lieuten- ant — said she must be near him if he fell. 622 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE KEBELLION. or was taken down sick — that where he went she would go — and when he died, she would end her life by her own hands. Frank, the Pretty Pemale Bugler of tlie Eighth MLchigan. In the spring of 1863, a Union Captain, accompanied by a young soldier apparent- ly about seventeen years of age, arrived in Louisville, Ky., in charge of some rebel prisoners. During their stay in Louisville, the young soldier alluded to had occasion to visit head-quarters, and at once attracted the attention of Colonel Mundy as being exceedingly sj^rightly, and possessed of more than ordinary intelligence. Being in need of such a young man at Barracks No. 1, the Colonel detailed him for ser- vice in that institution. A few days subsequently, however, the startling secret was disclosed, that the sup- posed young man was a young lady, and the fact was established beyond doubt by a soldier who was raised in the same town with her, and knew her parents. She ' ac- knowledged the corn,' and begged to be retained in the position to Avhich she had been assigned ; having been itx the service ten months, she desired to serve during the war. Her wish was accordingly granted, and she remained at her post. Frank was born near Bristol, Penn., and she was raised in Alleghany City, the place of her parents' residence, — highly respectable people, and in good cir- cumstances. She was sent to a convent in Wheeling, Virginia, at twelve years of age, where she remained until the breaking out of the war, having acquired a military ed- ucation, and all the accomplishments of modern usage. She visited home after leaving the con- vent, and, after taking leave of her pa- rents, proceeded to Louisville in July, 1862, with the design of enlisting in the Second East Tennessee Cavalry, which she accomplished, and accompanied the Army of the Cumberland to Nashville. She was in the thickest of the fight at Murfreesboro,' and was severely wounded in the shoulder, but fought gallantly, and waded Stone river into Murfreesboro', on the memorable Sunday on which our forces were driven back. She had her wound dressed, and here her sex was disclosed, General Rosecrans being made acquaint- ed with the fact. Frank was accordingly mustered out of service, notwithstanding her earnest en- treaty to be allowed to serve the cause she loved so Avell. The General was very favorably impressed with her daring bra- very, and superintended the arrangements for her transmission to her parents. She left the Army of the Cumberland, resolved to enlist again in the very first regiment she met. When she arrived at Bowling Green, therefore, she found the Eighth Michigan there, and enlisted, and continued to share its fortunes, being honored with the position of regimental bugler. She was an excellent horseman ; saw and brave- ly endured all the privations and hard- ships incident to the life of a soldier ; and gained an enviable reputation as a scout, having made several remarkable expedi- tions, which were attended with signal success. Of only eighteen years of age, quite small, and a beautiful figure, Frank was a decided attraction. She had auburn hair, which she wore quite short, and large blue eyes, beaming with intelligence. Her complexion, naturally very fair, became somewhat bronzed from exposure. In fine, she was exceedingly pretty and ami- able. Her conversation denoted more than ordinary accomplishment, and, what was stranger than all, she appeared very refined in her manners, giving no evidence whatever of the rudeness which might naturally be expected from her camp and fie'd contacts. The pretty bugler stated that she had discovered a great many females in the army, and was intimately acquainted with one such — a young lady holding a commis- DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC 623 sion as Lieutenant in the army. She had assisted in burying three female soldiers at different times, whose sex was unknown to any but herself. Eating- up the Stars and Bars. Notwithstanding General Butler's vigi- lance in terrifymg secessionism in the Cres- cent City, there was revived, in March, 1863, the novelty of an openly avowed secesh lady in the streets. Miss , de- fying the celebrated order " No. 28," made her appearance on the pavement with a handkerchief round her neck, on the corner of which was contemptuously displayed, in conspicuously wrought colors, a rebel flag. It is not probable that any particu- lar notice would have been taken of the circumstance if the fiiir owner had not defiantly flouted said offensive symbol in the face of a naval officer, who then very promptly escorted the lady before General Bowen. While the examination of the case was going on, the young lady, in her indignation and rancor, absolutely tore the material of the symbolized flag out of the handkerchief with her teeth, and ate it up, so she literally put tlie blessed " Stars and Bars " very near her heart. The hand- kerchief was confiscated and the young lady was ordei'ed to report once a day, for one montli, to Captain Kilborn, Deputy Provost Marshal, — during which time, it is innocently intimated, the Captain had several applications for positions of head clerks. " Bill," said George to his host, speak- ing out of a full heart and a full chest, " Bill, you are a boy after my own heart ; whatever request you make I grant." "It is only a trifle," said Mr. Polk, " which you can easily grant, and which will please you." " It is granted," interrupted the grateful Sanders. " I may be arrested," continued Mr. Polk, " within a few minutes, for disagree- ing with some measures which Gov. Har- ris has urged upon the people." " Never mind that," said the impetuous Sanders, " I'll stand by you." " All I want," continued Mr. Polk, " is for you to return to Nashville as a hostage for my wife and family." " Bill Polk," said George, gravely but firmly, " you are a man I love ; I love you, and I love your w^ife and family ; hut if ever I go back to Nashville may I be !" Of course there was no reply to this, and the redoubtable and wife-and-family- loving George, with the Provisional Gov- ernment, were soon on their way to the dixiest part of Dixie. Major B- -, en route with the Spanish Widow^. Hostage Wanted for his Wife and Family. When the so-called Provisional Gov- ernment of Kentucky was on its hegira southward, they stopped and made a po- litical and social call at the house of Colonel Wm. H. Polk, the party being xnider the convoy of George N. Sanders. Just before leaving, and after receiving the most hospitable treatment at the hands of the Colonel, the latter addressed San- ders, and said that he had a particular favor to ask. Some of the domestic and extra-person- al experiences of the war will, at no dis- tant day, furnish the staple of many a fine- ly-wrought novellette — such, for instance, as the following, narrated by an officer of the Twenty-seventh Corps of the Union Army. Hear him: — We had (says the narrator,) a very pleasant trip down to the Crescent City, with some political prisoners from the De- partment of the Missouri, and persons who were allowed to pass into the Confederate lines to see their relations, look after their property, &c. Among the exiles was Ashton P. John- ston of St. Louis, Marmaduke, late of the Convention, Rev. Father Donnelly, of Si- Joseph, and others of less import. 624 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, Among the ' voluntaries ' were young maids and old maids, wives and widows. Among the young maids was one who con- .fidentiaUy told me she was going to Mo- bile to be married. It looked to me very much like sending supplies to the enemy ; but I couldn't help it, so let it go. They nearly all came to this place in charge of Captain Dwight, Assistant-Inspector General of the Department of the IMis- souri. In the party was a young widow. ' Pretty ! ' In my judgment she was in- teresting — when was a young and pretty widow not ? Being yoking, pretty, and a widow, is it strange that a young officer, to whose care she was entrusted, should extend to her all the courtesies and atten- Major B- -, en route with the Spanish Widow. tion proper and consistent with his official position ? It was not strange ; nor was it strange that in return for his kindness, and at his solicitation, she should confide to him the tale of her woes. She was from Mexico ; her husband had been conscripted in Texas, into the rebel army ; had died, leaving her the sole proprietress of numerous droves of mus- tangs, and the mother of two small chil- dren, (mostly boys and girls.) Her spirits and her person, draped in the habiliments of moui'uing:, for the length of time deemed proper, she resolved to quit the place where each familiar object reminded her of the time spent in conju- gal felicity with the dear departed one ; that one ' gone to a ranch from which there was no return ; ' so all the personal property, with the exception of some un- ruly mustangs, who refused to be ' cotch- ed,' and some colored individual, who, having heard of the Proclamation, refused to be considered personal property, and wouldn't be ' cotched neither,' was convert- ed into Confederate tr — cash, and the ranch vacated. At Matamoras the Confederate money was exchanged for gold, and passage secur- ed on a Spanish vessel to Havana, which was soon bounding across the Gulf. Tears were shed, as on leaving one's native land they will always be ; but it was all for the best — a residence upon the beautiful island of Cuba, a place in the affections and family of the dear relations who anticipat- ed her coming — quiet walks beneath fra- grant orange groA''es, — the air of that de- lightful and salubrious climate — would go far toward dispelling the gloom which shrouded her young and ardent soul. But, alas ! for the orange groves and ambrosial atmosphere, a storm arose, the ship was driven into an inlet off" the coast of Florida, was taken by our blockading squadron off" Key West, for a blockade runner, and sent to New York, where, after an examination, she was released, and sent away. The fair widow, having escaped the dangers of the sea, resolved not to venture again, till her nerves had regained their wonted firmness. Having friends at St. Louis, she resolved to visit that city. Ar- riving there — there she remained until the fall of Vicksburg and Port Hudson, and the consequent opening of the Missis- sippi river, when she resolved to attempt Havana, this time via New Orleans. Ma- jor B. was on the boat. The Major, you must know, is a very gallant man. The ladies, dear creatures, would fall in love DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 625 with him. In fact, the citadel of their af- fections invariably cajiitulated when he laid siege. The Major was introduced to the fair widow by the Captain in cliarge, and he had a soul to sympathize with her in her affliction, so to his special care was she assigned. It was soon a mutual discovery that their tastes and sympathies were sim- ilar. Did he admire any particular scenery along the shores ? — ditto, she. Together they would pass hours in some retired place upon the guards of the boat, in sweet interchange of thought and senti- ment. He had never met one before for whom he had formed an attachment so sincere, and she, from the moment when first in- troduced, felt that she saw in him the re- alization of her hopes. In him she saw the only one who should ever catch the untamed mustangs, and again bring joy to the ranch. Thus did this enamored pair pass the long hours of the journey. Arrived in New Orleans. Would the Major be so kind as to secure her rooms at the hotel, and to make some inquiry after her uncle, who resided somewhere in the city ? Of course he would. Mine host of the St. Charles provided the proper apartments, and, the widow duly domiciled therein, the Major sallied forth to make inquiries after " our uncle," in which he was entire- ly unsuccessful, not being able to find any gentleman of that name. The widow felt sad — was disapix)iuted. Her uncle was formerly a man of wealth and influence, and she had not calculated upon having any difficulty in finding him ; but this cruel Avar had changed every- thing ; and then the beautiful eyes of the fair and fascinating widow filled Avith tears. It grew rather embarrassing to the Ma- jor. He was expecting to meet his wife, who was waiting in the city for him, hav- ing come around via the Gulf But the fair creature whose head was reclining- 39 upon Ills shoulder, and whose heaving bo- som was locating against his own, knew nothing of that — she only knew, as she said, that in that great city, among stran- gers, without the Major her heart would break. How benevolent the Major's intentions may have been can only be conjectured, for unlooked-for events will sometimes play the deuce witli one's arrangements. At least it was so in this case. The fact was, the Avife of the Major leai'uing of his arrival made inquiries, and ascertaining that he had taken No. — , resolved upon a pleasant surprise for him, so Avith two of the little majors in toAv slie proceeded to No. — . Passing an adjoining room she overheard the voice of the one sought for, and thinking there must be some mis- take in the number of the room, and that where that familiar voice Avas heard must be the right one, she pushed open the: door and entered. Whether the scene Avhich met her eye Avas calculated to increase her faith in the constancy of her spouse, or otherwise, those Avho are able to judge must decide. It is knoAvn, hoAvever, that the Major's baggage Avas removed to another part of the house before many hours had expired, and that he Avas the recipient of a note, through the clerk of the house, to the fol- loAving effect : ' Dear Major : — Having unexpectedly found my uncle, I will relieve you and yours from any further care upon my part, if you Avill be so kind as to settle the bill which the clerk Avill present to you. Adios. L. P. S. Not having sold my gold yet, it is inconvenient for me to refund you the dollars which you so kindly loaned to me. L/ The Major is a wiser man : he looks meek, but Avill fire up upon any allusion being made to mustangs or Spanish AvidoAvs. 626 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. Grrim War and the Innocents. Rev. Dr. Maginnis stated at the session of the Christian Commission in Saratoga, that he was at Easton, attending a Synod, when Harrisburg Avas in danger, and the people came rushing down to meet the common enemy. There he saw a compa- ny marching resolutely along the street, and among the multitudes who gazed upon them as they passed was a little girl whose tender eye rested upon the forms of those noble men with a strange earnestness. He watched her. As the company came by she clasped her little hands, and then began to shake and quiver, as she scanned closely every soldier's face. Suddenly she wrung her hands, and her childish voice broke out in faint agony — " That's him ! that's him ! That's papa ! Papa ! He's going ! he's going ! " and she bowed her head upon her bosom and wept. Three Noble Union Girls. Dui'ing the advance of Colonel Streight's ill-fated raid in the spring, a portion of his command had a heavy skii-mish on the last day of April, near a place called Day's Gap. A Union soldier was killed in this skirmish, and as a matter of necessity, his body was left in possession of the foe. The latter, after stripping the corpse, bu- ried it beside the road on the spot where he fell. They then drove a stake into the ground, evidently intending to have it pierce the body, and attached to it a pla- card, the blaspliemy of which was most barbarous, and totally unfit to be recited. The Union people suppressed their indig- nation, for it would have been death to in- terfere. They did not, however, forget where the patriot was buried, and three young ladies, with their own hands, some time after, built a fence around the grave, removed the stake, and planted evergreens and flowers in attractive taste, to bloom and shed their fragrance over the resting place of the defender of his country. Honor to those noble girls I Letter of Sympathy from a Union Soldier to a Confederate Officer's Betrothed. It was in one of the skirmishes be- tween the Fourteenth Army Corps under General Shei'man, and the Confederate forces, that Lieutenant Ross, of Georgia, was wounded "and captured. His wound soon proved fatal, but he was carefully nursed to the last by Major Fitzgibbons, of the Fourteenth Michigan regiment. At the request of the dying man, Major Fitzgibbons undertook to forward the per- sonal effects of Ross to a young lady in Oxford, Georgia, to whom he was engaged to be married ; and accompanied them by the following letter : — Camp 14th Mich. Vet. Vol. Inf., Near Atlanta, Ga., Aug. 8, 1864. Miss Emma Jane Kennon, Oxford, Ga. : Bereaved Girl : With melancholy pleas- ure I herewith send to you the valuables and personal effects of the late Lieutenant Ross, Sixty-sixth Georgia. From his dy- ing lips he told me he loved you above all else in the world, and committing these effects to my charge, his last sigh was turned into a prayer that I would, if pos- sible, send you your likeness, Avhich lie carried next to and in his heart. The asperities that demagogues engender in the minds of those separated from the field of battle and the scenes of death — the unnatural bitterness of feeling that has seemingly soured the better natiu'es of our countrymen and women in both extreme sections of our common country — finds neither home nor resting-place in the hearts of this army of ours, and I assure you that I took as tender and respectful hold and care of your betrothed as if he were my own comrade or brother. The innocence depicted in his fair and beautiful face — his heroic efforts at staying the retreat of his fleeing comrades, won my heart and as- sured him its sympathies and respect. With this also find his purse and papers, which, ' Vandal ' though I am, I feel wiii be of greater value to you to get than sat- DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC. G27 isfactiou to me to withhold. He was con- scious to the last, as I learned from the officer who cared for him, and seemed only to deplore his death in parting from that heaven he left in you. Two other Confed- erate officers lay dead near him, but the necessities of the moment prevented the possibility of my delaying to find out any- thing in relation to them. Praying that God will put it into the hearts of your people to retuna to the alle- giance of your father's flag, under which all sections prospered, and which only will prevent the further effusion of blood, and sincerely and from my heart condoling with you and his family in your bereave- ment, I am, sad girl, very respectfully. Your obedient servant, Thomas C. Fitzgibbons, Major 14th Mich. Vet. Vol. Inf, U. S. A. My Mother's Hand! In one of those fierce engagements "which tools place near Mechanicsville be- tween the Confederate and Federal forces in the eventful month of May, a young Lieutenant of a Rhode Island battery had his right foot so shattered by a fragment of a shell that, on reaching Washington after one of those horrible ambulance rides, and a journey of a week's duration, he was obliged to undergo amputation of the leg. He telegraphed home, hun- di-eds of miles away, that all was going well, and with a soldier's fortitude, com- posed himself to bear his sufferings alone. Unknown to him, however, his mother, one of those dear reserves of the army, hastened up to join the main force. She reached the city at midnight, and the nurses would have kept her from him un- til morning. One sat by his side fanning him as he slept, her hand on the feeble, Huctuating pulsations which foreboded sad results. But what woman's heart could resist the pleading of a mother then ? In the darkness, she was finally allowed to glide in and take the place at his side. She touched his pulse as the nurse had done. Not a word had been spoken ; but the sleeping boy opened his eyes and said : " That feels like my mothei^s hand ! Who is this beside me ? It is my mother ; turn up the gas and let me see my mother ! " The two dear faces met in one long joy- ful sobbing embrace, and the fondness pent up in each heart sobbed and panted and wept forth its expression. The tender- loving but gallant fellow, just twenty-one, his leg amputated on the last day of his three years' service, underwent operation after operation, and at last, when death drew nigh, and he was told by tearful friends that it only remained to make him comfortable, said, " he had looked death in the face too many times to be afraid now," and died as heroically as did the noble men of the famed Cumberland. Affecting Mementoes of Gettysburg-. Among the many sad relics of the bat- tlefield in Gettysburg, Pennsylvania, was one which a soldier engaged in that dread- ful fight picked up, namely, — a small pa- per, which contained two separate locks of hair attached thereto, directed to " Mr. Wellerfoi-d," from Louisiana, by his wife, in a beautiful handwriting. Below one lock was " Fanny Wellerford," below the other was " Richard Wellerford," — and be- low both was "Our Darlings!" These tender mementoes of his name and chil- dren had been sent on to him by his at- tached wife, to cheer his heart in the far distant land to which the fortunes of war had brought him ; and probably he wore the tender testimonials near his heart, when the fatal missile separated him from those he loved in his far-off Southern home. The tender relic of domestic love went into the possession of strangers, while the husband and father rested be- neath the silent clods of a Northern val- ley, — his grave probably unmarked and undistinguished from the hundreds around him, who met their death on the bloody 628 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION field of Gettysburg. His wife and chil- ' As the last words faltered upon his dren looked in vain for the return of that tongue, his voice hushed in death. By the loved husband and father ! But for the bravery of Meade on that wide field of blood, and the untirmg energy of Governor Governor Curtin Curtin, who, in the chair of state, gathered together the mighty resources of his peo- ple, to beat back that vast tide of southern soldiery, how many moi-e battlefields might have been numbered on the soil of the North ! Buried with his Sister's Picture. The following incident was related by a Confederate prisoner to an attendant, who by many acts of kindness had won his confidence : — I was searching for spoils among the dead and dying upon a deserted battlefield, when I discovered-a small gold locket upon the person of a dying boy, apparently about fifteen years of age. As I endeav- ored to loose it from his grasp, he opened his languid eyes and implored me, by all that was good and pure, by the memory of my own mother, not to rob him of his sis- ter's picture : " Oh," said he, " it was her last gift. I promised her, when she kissed my cheek at parting, that I would always wear it near my heai-t, in life or death ! " (then, as if throwing his whole soul into a plea, he exclaimed :) " Oh, touch not my sister's picture ! " dim light of the stars I hastily scooped a shallow grave and buried him with his sister's picture lying upon his breast. Pretty Widow^s and Imprisoned Lovers. A good looking young widow who " bossed " a sewing machine in Wheeling, Virginia, was ui love with a notorious rebel bushwhacker who had committed several murders of Unionists, and Avas confined in the Wheeling jail. His name was George D , a son of the notorious Dan D , and the widow's name Mary B . ]\Ia- ry was allowed to carry delicacies to George, until she was detected in attempt- ing to pass something of a contraband na- ture through the bars of his cell, after which she was debarred by the jailor from the premises. One night, about ten o'clock, the jailor heard a noise on the outside of the south- ern wall of the prison, and going round there with a lantern, he discovered a par- cel on the gi'ound. While in the act of picking up the mysterious package, the Avidow B. alighted sock upon his back from the wall, which was twelve or fifteen feet high, and disputed his possession of the property. In the fall her righ^ leg was broken just above the ankle, but she struggled manfully, and in the contest a bottle of nitric acid was broken, and the contents spilled upon the jailor and JVIrs. B., both of whom were stained and burned. The valiant feminine finally sank exhaust- ed, and was carried into the jail and placed under surgical treatment. Upon examining the parcel, the jailor found that it contained a bottle of chloro- form, a bottle of nitric acid, a chisel, a box of steel jiens, and two love letters from Mrs. Briggs, and copies of various news- papers. As descriptive of one of the letters, love is stated to be a word of hard- ly sufficient strength. The infatuated wo- man had climbed to the wall with a lad- der, and was about to attach the package DOMESTIC, WOMANLY, HOSPITAL, PRISON, ETC, 629 to a long pole and extend it to the window of her ' Dusky's ' cell, when she dropped it, and was thus discovered. Pathetic Offering' of Genius to the Dead. Here is a theme for one of the poets. The scene is at Newport News, Virginia ; the subject — A Soldier's Grave. The au- thor would have the melody of the moan- ing sea for inspiration, and his imagination would find material in the tragedy of the Cumberhmd and Congress. The name of the sleeper it would be difficult to ascer- tain ; nor has the curio.-ity of the visitor been able to ascertain the name of the un- conscious genius, who possessed such power of condensation, poetic feeling and pathos, as are exhibited in the simple epitaph on this lonely grave of an unknown hero. Here it is in words and figure : It is safe to affirm that one might travel over all the graveyards and the field of the dead in all Virginia — that modern Acel- dama — and find nothing more touching in the lapidai-ic offering. Beware of a Soldier's Wife ! An incident of quite a romantic charac- ter — and something more — occurred in Alleghany county, New York, which ex- hibits human nature in some of its pecu- liar lights and shades, though perhaps not so very strange, considering that " there is nothing new under the sun." A eoui)le were married. The bride was as beauti- ful as the morning ; her eyes like heaven's orbs. The husband was patriotic ; he en- listed and went to war. A libertine fi'om Chautaque county saw the beautiful wife, and exclaimed, " Ye gods, how beautiful ! " He sought her society, and ostensibly won her confidence ; she consented. He gave her ten fifty-dollar greenbacks to make necessary arrangements. She accejited. The hour was fixed upon. The villain went to his hotel to smoke the impatient hours away, when the following letter Avas put into his hands : " Mr. , have to inform you that circumstances beyond my control will pre- vent me from fulfilling my engagement to elope with you to-night. I expect my husband home on furlough soon, to spend Christmas and New Year's, when we shall enjoy a hearty laugh at your discomfiture. Meanwhile, I will keep your money as a Christmas present for him, and, when this cruel war is over, it will come handy to assist him to start in business. Yours ' tenderly,' C. T. N." " P. S. — When next you attempt to play the libertine, you would do well to select your victim outside of Alleghany county ; and, above all, beware of a sol- dier's wife." Howard, the Havelock of the War. Major-General Howard, commanding the Union Department and Army of the Ten- nessee, was often styled " the Havelock of the war," because of his so closely re- sembling the great English commander of that name in his habits and manners. He was strictly temperate, never imbibing of alcoholic drinks, or any of a nature in- toxicating. His language was always chaste, firm, and right to the point; no word or sound of pi'ofanity was allowed about him ; tobacco he utterly discarded ; and himself and staff held religious meet- ings for the good of themselves and the coun- 630 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. try. One who visited the General while engaged in his Georgia campaign, de- scribes the prayer meeting as attended by the officers of his command, in the midst of a pine grove, where his quarters were at that time. The General was in the centre of a semi-circle of staff officers of his command, his good right arm gone, and over his features there played a quiet Maj Gen O. O. Howard. yet serene smile as he looked around him upon the assembled guards and escorts upon his left hand, with clerks and order- lies on the right. The exercises consisted of vocal and instrumental music, a short, fervent prayer, a few plain remarks, which all could understand, the singing of the Doxqlogy, and a benediction, to which a solemn Amen was echoed by some distant battery. Before separating, each man was taken by the hand and received a kind word from General Howard. Dliss Clemmie's Album. During the last visit of the Federal forces, under Major- General A. J. Smith, to Holly Springs, Mississippi, in August, 1864, the following lines were penned by Colonel A on the last page of a young lady's album, all others having been appro- priated by real or pretended admirers in 1861. The black crape at the top of five loving epistles, and the broad, dark borders of five cards in the album, proved that ten of IVIiss Clemmie's admirers had fallen vic- tims to Federal bullets, and that Yankee lead and steel were even more potent than Cupid's arrows. The females of the fami- ly being at the time residents of the ele- gant mansion, the book was returned to the centre-table with these lines — TO MISS CLEMMIE. 'Tis certain, Miss Clemmie, whether Fed or Confed, In the plain course of nature you're destined to wed ; Some " Lord of Creation " will lovingly kneel, And pour forth his tender and fervent appeal, If the Feds and Confeds will cease this vain strife. And leave a mau living to make you his wift. Vsa. PART Vm^EARLY HOME AND TRAGIC END OF PRESIDENT LINCOLN PART EIGHTH. ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION— FINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GREAT DRAMA: ASSASSINATION OF PRESIDENT LINCOLN; IGNOMINIOUS DOOM OF JEFFERSON DAVIS ; ETC. I'he most striking Occurrences relating to the Great Assassination Conspiracy, — THE Tragedy, the Actors, and their Doom ; Remarkable Passages and Con- versations IN Mr. Lincoln's Presidential Life, — Memorial Incidents of his Death, and op a Nation's Mourning ; Capture and Custody of Jefferson Davis, — his Sayings and Doings, Personal Bearing among his Captors, Ignominious Fate ; Interesting Reminiscences in the Career of Andrew Johnson, &,c., &c. If this Codntrt can not be saved without giving dp that principie, I was about to sat I would rather be As- sassinated ON this spot than surrender it. — Speech of Mr. Lincoln, at Independence Hall, Philadelphia, defending the principle of Liberty contained in the Declaration of Independence ; Feb., 1861. "After life's fitful fever, he sleeps well ; Treason has clone his worst ; nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing Can touch hini further." — " Macbeth," read twice by Mr. Lincoln to some friends, on the Sabbath preceding his death. I never willingly planted a thorn in any human bosom. — Speech of Mr. Lincoln, in Washington, on the announce- ment of his re-election; Nov., 1864. " Judge not, that ye be not judged." — President Lincoln's reply, twice repeated, on being urged to hang Jefferson Davis, in case of his capture. If it were to be done at all, it were better that it were well done !— Jefferson Davis to General Breckinridge on heading of President Lincoln's Assassination. He was the best man I ever knew. — Secretary Seward to Rev. Dr. Bellows, on Abraham Lincoln. liast Day's Incidents in the President's Life. mm the morning of the fatal Friday which closed the earthly days of the honored President, his son, Captain Rob- I ert Lincoln, who had just returned from the capitulation of Gen. Lee, breakfasted with his father, and the President passed a happy hour listening to all the details. While thus at breakfast, he heard that Speaker Colfax was in the house, and sent word that he wished to see him immediately in the reception room. He conversed with him nearly an hour, on his future policy as to the rebellion, which he was about to submit to the cabi- net. Afterwards he had an interview with Mr. Hale, minister to Spain, and several senators and representatives. At eleven o'clock, the Cabinet and Gen- eral Grant met with him, and in one of the most satisfactory and important cabi- net sessions held since his first inaugura- tion, the future policy of the administration was harmoniously and unanimously agreed on, Secretary Stanton remarking that lie felt that the Government was stronger then than at any previous period since the rebellion commenced. Turning to General 634 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION Grant, Mr. Lincoln asked him if he had heard from General Sherman? General Grant replied that he had not, but Avas in hourly expectation of receiving dispatches from him, announcing the surrender of Johnston. In respon.se to this remark the Pi'esident replied — " AVell, you will hear very soon now^, and the news will be important." " Why do you think so ? " inquired Gen- eral Grant, somewhat in a curious mood. " Because," said Mr. Lincoln, " I had a dream last night, and ever since the war began I have invariably had the same dream before any very important military event has occurred." He then instanced Bull Run, Antietam, Gettysburg, &c., and said that before each of those events he had had the same dream, and, turning to Secretary Welles, continued, " It is in your line, too, Mr. Welles. The dream is that I saw a ship sailing very rapidly, and I am sure that it portends some important national event." In the afternoon, the President had a long and pleasant interview with General Oglesby, Senator Yates, and other lead- ing citizens of Illinois. At about half-past seven o'clock, in the evening, Hon. George Ashmun, of Massa- chusetts, who presided over the Chicago Convention in 1860, called at the White House, and was ushered into the parlor, wliere Hon. Schuyler Colfax was seated, waiting for a short interview with the President on business which had a bear- ing upon his proposed overland trip. A few moments elapsed,^ when President Lincoln entered the room, and engaged in conversation upon various matters, appear- ing to be in a very happy and jovial frame of mind. He spoke of his visit to Rich- mond, and when they stated that there was much uneasiness at the North while he was at the rebel capital, for fear that some traitor might shoot him, he replied jocularly, that he would have been alarmed himself if any other person liad been Pres- ident and gone there, but that personally lie did not feel any danger whp.tever. C'onversing on a matter of business with Mr. Ashmun, he made a remark that he saw Mr. Ashmun was surprised at, and though not very important, he immediately said, with his well known kindness of heart, " You did not understand me, Ashmun. I did not mean what you inferred, and I take it all back and apologise for it." . Mr. Ashmun desiring to see him again, and there being no time to attend to it then, the President took out a card, and placing it on his knee, wrote as follows : " Allow Mr. Ashmun and friend to come to me at nine A. M. to-morrow. April 14, '65. A. Lincoln." These were the last words that he pen- ned. It was the last time that he signed his name to any order, document or mes- sage. The last words written by him were thus making an engagement for the morrow — an engagement wdiich he was not allowed to meet. Before the hour had arrived he was no more. After signing the card, he said, humor- ously, to Mr. Colfax, — " Mr. Sumner has the gavel of the Confederate Congress, which he got at Richmond, to hand to the Secretary of War ; but I insisted then that he must give it to you, and you tell him for me to hand it over." Mr. Ashmun here pleasantly alluded to the gavel which he still had — the same one he had used when presiding over the Chicago Nominating Convention of 1860. Mr. Lincoln finally stated that he must go to the theatre, and, saying " You are ffoing with Mrs. Lincoln and me to the theatre, I hope," warmly pressed Speaker Colftix and Mr. Ashmun to accompany them, but they excused themselves on the score of previous engagements. It v/as now half an hour after the time they had intended to start, and they spoke about waiting half an hour longer, — the Presi- dent going with reluctance, as General Grant had that evening gone North, and FINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GREAT DRAMA: ETC. 635 h'^ did not wish the people to be disap- pointed, it having been announced in the afternoon papers that the President, Mrs. Lincohi, and General Grant, would attend the theatre that evening, to witness the representation of the Americ^an Cousin. At the door he stopped and said — " Colfax, do not forget to tell the people in the mining regions, as you pass through them, what I told you this morning about the development when peace comes, and I will telegraph you at San Francisco." Starting for the carriage, Mrs. Lincoln took the arm of Mr. Ashmim, and the Pi-esident and Mr. Colfax walked together. As soon as the President and Mrs. Lincoln were seated in the carriage, Mrs. L. gave orders to the coachman to drive around to Senator Harris's residence for Miss Harris. As the carriage rolled away, they both said 'Good-by, — Good-by,' to Messrs. Ashmun and Colfax, and the carriage had in a moment more disap- peared from the ground in front of the White House. A few moments later the presidential party of four persons, namel} , the President and Mrs. Lincoln, Miss Harris and Major Eathbun, of Al- bany, step-son of Senator Harris, arrived at the theatre and entered the front and left hand upper private box. There was an immense audience present, as was to be expected, in view of the announcement of the attendance of the President and Lieutenant-General Grant. Only a short time elapsed, while Presi- dent Lincoln occupied that box, before the leaden messenger was sped on its fatal errand, and "Good Friday," of the 14th April, 1865, was the last of the beloved President'' s earthly days. Perhaps nothing can be more appropri- ately presented, in closing this mournful historic page — the last day's incidents of the President's life — than the following lines, written by the President on that same fatal day. It appears that his friend. General Van Alen, had recently written to him not to expose his life unnecessarily. as he had done at Richmond, and assuring him of the earnest desire of all his coun- trymen to close the war he had so success- fully conducted. After acknowledging the receipt of the letter, the President replied, April 14th, the day of his assassination, and said : I intend to adopt the advice of my friends and use due precaution. * * * I thank you for the assurance you give me that I shall be supported by conservative men like yourself in the efforts I may make to restore the Union, so as to make it, to use your language, a Union of hearts and hands as well as of States. Yours truly, A. Lincoln." Deathbed Scene of tlie Murdered President. As soon as the discovery was made that the President was shot, the surgeon-gen- eral and other physicians were immediately summoned and their skill exhausted in efforts to restore him to consciousness. An examination of his wounds, however, showed that no hopes could be given that his life would be spared. Preparations were, at once made to remove him, and he Avas conveyed to a house immediately opposite, occupied by Mr. Peterson, a respectable citizen of that locality. He was placed upon the bed, the only evidence of life being an occa- sional nervous twitching of the hand and heavy breathing. He was entirely uncon- scious, as he had been ever since the as- sassination. At about half past eleven the motion of the muscles of his face indica- ted as if he were trying to speak, but doubtless it was merely muscular. His eyes protruded from their sockets and were suffused with blood. In other re- spects his countenance was unchanged. At his bedside were the Secretary of War, Secretary of the Navy, Secretary of the Interior, Postmaster General and Attorney General ; Senator Sumner, Gen- eral Todd, cousin to Mrs. Lincoln ; Major Hay, M. B. Field, General Halleck, Major- General Meigs, Rev. Dr. Gurley, Drs. 636 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, Abbott, Stone, Hatch, Neal, Hall, and Lieberman, and a few others. All were bathed in tears; and Secretary Stanton, when informed by Surgeon Gen. Barnes, that the President could not live until morning, exclaimed, " Oh, no, General ; no — no ; " and witli an impulse, natural as it was unaffected, immediately sat down on a chair near his bedside, and wept like a child. Senator Sumner was seated on the right of the President, near the head, holding the right hand of the President in his own. He was sobbing like a woman, with his head bowed down almost on the pillow of the bed on which his illustrious friend was dying. In an adjoining room were Mrs. Lincoln, and her son, Capt. Rob't Lincoln; Miss Harris, who was with Mrs. Lincoln at the time of the assassination, and several others. Mrs. Lincoln was under great excite- ment and agony, wringing her hands and exclaiming, " Why did he not shoot me instead of my husband ? I have tried to be so careful of him, fearing something would happen, and his life seemed to be more precdous now than ever. I must go with him," and other expressions of like character. She was constantly going back and forth to the bedside of the President, exclaiming in great agony, " How can it be so!" The scene was heart-rending. Captain Robert Lincoln bore himself with great firmness, and constantly endeavored to assuage the grief of his mother by tell- ing her to put her trust in God and all would be well. Occasionally, however, being entirely overcome, he would retire by himself and give vent to most piteous lamentations. Then, recovering himself, he would return to his mother, and, with remarkable self-possession, try to cheer her broken spirits and lighten her load of sorrow. At four o'clock the symptoms of rest- lessness returned, and at six the premo- nitions of dissolution set in. His face which had been quite pale, began to as- sume a waxen transparency, the jaw slowly fell, and the teeth became exposed. About a quarter of an hour before the President died, his breathing became very difficult, and in many instances seemed to have entirely ceased. He would again rally and breathe with so great difficulty as to be heard in almost every part of the house. Mrs. Lincoln took her last leave of him about twenty minutes before he expired, and was sitting in the adjoining room when it was announced to her that he was dead. When the announcement was made, she exclaimed, " Oh ! why did you not tell me that he was dying ! " The surgeons and the members of the cabinet, Senator Sumner, Captain Robert Lincoln, General Todd, Mr. Field, and Mr. Rufus Andrews, Avere standing at his bedside when he breathed his last. Sena- tor Sumner, General Todd, Robert Lin- coln, and Mr. Andrews, stood baning over the headboard of the bed, watching every motion of the beating breast of the dying President. Robert Lincoln was resting himself tenderly upon the arm of Senator Sumner, the mutual embrace of the two Charles Sumner having all the affectionateness of father and son. The surgeons were sitting upon the side and foot of the bed, holding the President's hands, and with their watches observing the slow declension of the pulse, and watching the , ebbing out of the vital spirit. Such was the solemn stillnes for FINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GREAT DRAMA; ETC. 637 the space of five minutes that the ticking of the watches could be heard in the room. At twenty-two minutes past seven o'- clock, in the moraing, April fifteenth, gradually and calmly, and without a sigh or a groan, all that bound the soul of Abraham Lincoln was loosened, and the eventful career of one of the most re- markable of men was closed on earth. As he drew his last breath, the Rev. Dr. Gurley, the President's pastor, offered a fervent prayer of supplication and sym- pathy. The countenance of the President Was beaming with that characteristic smile which only those familiar with him in his happiest moments could appreciate ; and except the blackness of his eyes, his face appeared perfectly natural. The morning was calm, and the rain was dropping gently upon the roof of the humble apart- ment where they laid him down to die. The body servant of the President entered the i"oom just before he died, and as the breath left the body of Mr. Lmcohi, this loving and bereaved servant manifested the most indescribable sorrow. Mrs. Lin- coln remained but a short time, when she was assisted into her carriage, and with her son Robert and other friends she was driven to the house which but the evening before she left for the last time with her honored husband, who never was again to enter that home alive. The room, into which the most exalted of mortal rulers was taken to die, was in the rear part of the dwelling, and at the end of the main hall, from which rises a stairway. The dimensions of the room are about ten by fifteen feet, the walls be- ing covered with a brownish paper, figur- ed with a white design. Some engravings and a photograph hung upon the walls. The engravuigs were copies of the " Vil- lage Blacksmith," and " Stable and Barn- yard Scenes ; " the photograph was one taken from an engraved copy of Rosa Bonheur's " Horse Fair." The furniture of the apartment consisted of a bureau covered with crochet, a table, several chairs of simple construction, adapted for sleeping rooms, and the bed upon which Mr. Lincoln lay when his s^jirit took its flight. The bedstead was a low walnut, the headboard from two to three feet high. The floor was covered with Brussels car- peting, which had been considerably used. Everything on the bed was stained with the blood of the Chief Magistrate of the nation. A few locks of hair were re- moved from the President's head for the family, previous to the remains being placed in the coffin temporarily used for removing the remains to the executive mansion. Flight, Capture and Death of Booth. After eleven days had transpired since the death of the President, his mm'dei-er, John Wilkes Booth, was discovered in a barn on Garrett's farm, near Port Royal, on the Rappahannock. Immediately after the murder. Colonel Baker, of the detect- ive service, set out to find Booth's hiding- place. He soon succeeded in capturing Atzerodt, the would-be assassin of Vice- President Johnson, and Dr. Mudd. It was Dr. M. Avho attended to Booth's leg, crippled by his getting entangled with the flag that decorated the President's box, and a boot with Booth's name in it was found in his possession. A negro was then arrested, who said he had seen Booth and another man cross the Potomac in a fishing-boat. Col. Baker sent to Gen. Han- cock for twenty-five mounted men to aid him in the pursuit. These were sent un- der Lieutenant Dougherty, and Baker placed them mider the control of Lieuten- ant-Colonel Conger, and of his cousin^ Lieutenant L. B. Baker, and dispatched them to Belle Plain, with orders to scour the country about Port Royal. The detectives and cavalrymen left Washington at two p. m. on the 23d of April, and at ten o'clock disembarked at Belle Plain, near Fredericksburg. Here they commenced their inquest, but without any result. The next morning they came 638 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION to Port Royal ferry, and crossed. At Port Royal they found one Rollins, a fish- erman, who referred them to a negro nam- ed Lucas as having driven two men a short distance toward Bowling Green in a wagon. These men perfectly answered the description of Booth and his accom- " Who are you, and what do you want with us ? " " We want you to deliver up your arma and become our prisoners," said Baker. " But who are you ? " " That makes no diflerence. We know who you are, and Ave want you. We have plice Harold. Some disbanded men, it . here fifty men with carbines and pistols. was learned, belonging to INIosby's com- I You cannot escape." mand, took Booth under their protection on the way to Bowling Green. On the 25th Baker and his party proceeded to Bowling Green, a small court-house town in Caroline County. Here they found the captain of the rebel cavalry, and extorted from him a statement of Booth's hiding- place. It was found that this was at the house of a Mr. Garrett, which they had passed on their way to Bowling Green. Returning with the captain for a guide, the worn-out command halted at Garrett's gate, at two o'clock on the morning of the 26th. Without noise the house was sur- rounded, and Baker went up to the kitchen door on the side and rapped. An old man in half undress undrew the bolts, and had scarcely opened the door before Ba- kev had him by the throat Avith a pistol at his ear, and asked, " Where are the men who stay with you ?" Under the menace of instant death the old man seemed para- lyzed, but at Baker's order lit a candle. The question Avas then repeated. " They are gone," replied the old man. Soon a young boy appeared, and told Baker the men he sought were in the barn. The barn was then surrounded. Baker and Conger went to the door. The former called out signifying his intention to have After a pause. Booth said : "■ Captain, this is a hard case, I swear. Perhaps I am being taken by my own friends." He then asked time to consider, which was granted. After a little interval, Baker threatened to fire the bam, if they did not come out. Booth replied that he was a cripple, and begged a chance for his life, declaring that he woidd fight them all at so many yards apace, and that he would never be taken alive. Baker replied that he did not come there to fight but to cap- ture him, and again threatened to fire the barn. " Well, then, my brave boys," said Booth, " prepare a stretcher for me." Harold now wanted to surrender, and, in the midst of a shower of imprecations from Booth, did so. Conger then set fire to the barn. The blaze lit up the black recesses of the great barn till every wasp's nest and cobweb in the roof was luminous, flinging streaks of red and violet across the tum- bled farm-gear in the corner, and bathed the murderer's retreat in a vivid illumina- tion, and while in bold outline his figure stood revealed, they rose like an impene- trable wall to guard from sight the dread- ed enemy who lit them. Behind the blaze. a sm-render on the part of the men inside, with his eye to a crack. Conger saAV Wilkes or else to fire the barn, and shoot them on Booth standing upright upon a crutch, the spot. The yovmg boy Avas sent in to He likens him at this instant to his emi- receive their arms. To the boy's appeal , nent brother Edwin, Avhom he says he .-c Booth answered Avitli a curse, accusing the much resembled that he half believed, ibr boy of having betrayed him. The boy | the moment, the Avhole pursuit to have then came out, and Baker repeated his de- mand, giving Booth five minutes to make up his mind. Booth replied — been a mistake. At the gleam of fire Wilkes dropped his crutch and carbine, and on both hands crept up to the spot to FINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GREAT DRAMA; ETC. 6o9 espy the incendiary and shoot him dead. His eyes were lustrous like fever, and swelled and rolled in terrilile anxiety, while his teeth were fixed, and he wore the expression of one in the calmness be- fore frenzy. In vain he peered with ven- geance in his look ; the blaze that made him visible concealed his enemy. A second he turned glaring at the fire, as if to leap upon and extinguish it, but the flames had made ^uch headway that this was a futile impulse, and he dismissed it. As calmly as upon the battle-field a veteian stands amidst the hail of ball and shell and plunging iron. Booth turned at a man's stride, and pushed for the door, carbine in poise, and the last resolve of death — de- spaiz' — set on his high, *° bloodless forehead. At this instant. Sergeant Boston Cor- bett fired through a crevice and shot Booth in the neck. They then took him up and carried him out on the grass, a little way from the door, beneath a locust tree. Conger went back to the barn, to see if the fire could be put out, but found it could not, and returned to where Booth was lying. Before this (says Lieutenant- Colonel Conger) I supposed him to be dead ; he had all the appearance of a dead man ; but when I came back his eyes and mouth were moving. I called immediate- ly for water and put some on his face. He seemed to revive, and attempted to speak. I put my ear down to his mouth, and heard him say, " Tell my mother I died for my country." I repeated the words to him and said, " Is that what you would say ? " He said " Yes." They carried him to the porch of GaiTett's house, and laid him on a straw bed or tick. At that time he revived considerably, and [ could talk in a whisper so as to be intelli- gibly understood. He could not speak above a whisper. He wanted water; I gave it to him. He wanted to turn on his face ; I said he could'nt lie on his face. He wanted to be turned on his side ; we turned him on his side three times, but he could not lie with any comfort, and asked immediately to be turned back. He asked me to put my hand on his throat, and Death of the Assassin. press down, which I did. He said " Harder " ; I pressed as hard as I thought necessary. He made a very strong exer- tion to cough, but was imable to do so. I suppose he thought there was blood in his throat. I asked him to put out his tongue, which he did. I said, " There is no blood in your throat." He repeated several times — two or three times at least — '' Kill me! kill me ! " I replied, " I do not want to kill you. I want you to get well." When the doctor, whom Conger had sent for, arrived. Booth asked to have his hands raised and shown him. When this was done, he muttered " Useless, use- less ! " These were his last words. He died about four hours after he was shot. Booth and Harold were dressed in rebel gray uniform. Booth's mustache had been cut off, apparently with scissors, and his beard allowed to grow, thus changing his appearance considerably. His hair had been cut somewhat shorter than he usually 640 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, wore it. Being taken to Washington, a post-mortem examination of the remains took place on board the monitor Montauk, the body being laid out on a carpenter's bench between the stern and turret. The shot which terminated his life entered on the left side, at the back of the neck, a point not far different from that in which his victim, the lamented President, was shot. On the night of the 27th of April a small row-boat received the remains of the assassin, ajid no one save two men — sworn to irrevocable secrecy — it is said, know the place or manner of his sepulture. The capture and solemn trial of the other accomplices and conspirators in the great crime of simultaneously murdering the President, Vice President, Secretary of State, Secretaiy of War, and Lieuten- ant-General Grant — viz., the Surratts, mother and son, Payne, Atzerodt, Harold, O'Loughlin, Arnold, etc., — constitute the remainder of this darkest chapter in the annals of human crime. Four of these expiated their crime on the gallows, and the blood of the Martyred President was avenged. Conversation on his Threatened Assassina- tion. It is a most noteworthy incident that one of the latest, if not the very last of the letters written by Mr. Lincoln, was in reply to Gen. Van Alen, who wrote to the President a short time previously, asking him not to expose his life unnecessarily, as he had done at Richmond, and assuring him of the earnest desire of all his coun- trymen for him to close the war he had so successfully conducted. After acknowledg- ing the receipt of the letter — which he did on the 14th of April, the very day of his assassination — Mr. Lincoln said, "I intend to adopt the advice of my friends, and use due precaution." Alas ! Senator Fessenden states that one day he was standing with Mr. Lincoln on the steps of the Secretary of State's office, and, observing that the President looked weary, Mr. Fessenden remarked — "Mr. President, the people of the United States are praying that God Secretary Fessenden. would spare your life to see the end of this rebellion." "Mr. Fessenden," replied the Presi- dent, " it may be that I shall not live to see it, and sometimes I think I shall not ; but if I were taken away, there are those who would perform my duties better." Patience of Mr. Lincoln Tried too Far. One day President Lincoln was found in a close and loud conversation with a gentleman from a certain portion of re- claimed southern territory. The visitor professed to be a southern loyalist, and wanted certain papers signed by the Presi- dent, making good a considerable amount of damage inflicted upon him by the war. The claimant urged his claims in soft, timid tones, and the President answered in a way quite the reverse. He was not pleased, and said — " Wliy ! this paper does not say you are entitled io the money." " No, Sir, but it recommends my claim for your consideration." " But, Sir, you do not prove your claim." FINAL SCENES AN?) EV^ENTS IN THE GREAT DRAMA; ETC. 641 " We are loyal, Sir." " Yes, Sir, an 1 so are the men who Mand up in front of Richmond, to be shot at, but they don't come here to plague me." " We don't wish to worry you, Mr. President." " No, I know whav you want — you are turning, or trying to turn me into a jus- tice of the peace, to put your claims through. There are a hundred thousand men m the country, every one of them as Patience tried too far. good as you are, who liave just such bills as you present ; and you care nothing of what becomes of them, so you get your money." " We think our claim just, Mr. Presi- dent.*' " Yes, but you know you can't prove what is in this paper by all the people in the United States, and you want me to prove it for you by writing my name on the back of it : yes, in plain words you Avish me to lie for you that you may get your money. I shall not do it." The visitor stood a moment, as if dizzy and undecided ; but gathering up slowly, retired to digest his repulse as best he could. Al)ialiam the Just was right. Anybody could go and tell his story, but he had to look to it that he made out a good case, especially if he was after gov- ernment money. Contrast Between the T-wo. Mr. William C. Bryant's paper, the Evening Post, says, — An oificer of the United States Army, whose authority in such a case we can not question, gives leave to publish the following account of what he heard Jefferson Davis say just before tlie breaking out of the war : I heard Mr. Davis utter the following words in a southern town where he deliv- ered an address in November, 1860 I did not hear the whole speech, only the words quoted, as I passed by the crowd of listeners : " What ! coerce a sovei'eign State ! at- tempt to deprive us of our most inestima- ble rights! Let Mr. Lincoln try it, or Mr. Douglas either, and we will hang them higher than Haman, and the only difference I should make would be that [hvimorously] as Mr. Lincoln is consider- ably taller than Mr. Douglas, we should have to build his gibbet [standing on his toes and reaching up his hand] a leetle higher than that for Douglas." During the trial of the assassins of Pi-esident Lincoln, one of the witnesses was Mr. Lewis F. Bates, for several years residing in Charlotte, N. C, and agent of the Adams Express Company, in that place. He testified that Jeff. Davis stopped at his house on the 19th of April, and made a speech from the steps. Davis received and read a dispatch from General Breckinridge, dated Greensborough, April 19th, as follows : — " President Lincoln was assassinated in the theatre on the night of the 14th. Secretary Seward's house was entered the same night, and he was repeatedly stabbed, and is probably mortally wound- ed." 642 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION, "Witness said tliat after reading the dis- patch to the crowd, Davis stated, "• If it were to be done, it were better it were well done." The day after, Breckinridge and Davis conversed in the house of wit- ness on the subject of the assassination. Breckinridge remarked to Davis that he Jefferson Davis. regretted it very much — it was unfortu- nate for the people of the South, at that time. Davis replied, " Well, General, I don't know that if it were to be done at all it were better it were well done, and if the same were done to Andy Johnson, the beast, and Secretary Stanton, the job would then be complete." Mr. J. Courtney, telegraph operator, testified that the dispatch in question passed over the wires ; and Mr. Bates's testimony was unimpeached. In contrast with the above, it is refresh- ing to cite the animus of clemency and good will which ever characterized the acts and declarations of the murdered President. It is well known that, at the very mo- ment of his assassination, he was occu- pied by thoughts and plans of both lenity and pardon. He was never harsh, even in speaking of Jefferson Davis ; and, only a few days before his end, when one who was privileged to speak to him in that way, said, " Do not allow him to escape the law — he must be hanged," the Pres- ident replied calmly, in the words which he had adopted in his last Inaugural Ad- dress, " Judge not that ye he not judged" And when pressed again, by the remark that the sight of Libby Pi'ison made it impossible to pardon him, the President repeated tioice over those same words, revealing unmistakably the generous sen- timents of his heart. Indeed, so disposed was the amiable President to extenuate, or forget, the crimes of even the most active conspirators, civil and military, against the life of the nation, that, on this point, a breach seemed imminent between him and many of his best friends, if not the majority, wlio elevated him to office. But now that he is dead, tlie spirit of mercy that actuated him, gives fragrance to his memory. In the words of another — his great Exemplar — Mr. Lincoln might w^ell say of his enemies, " They hated me without a cause." Disappointed Expectations. In the year 1854, a conversation took place at the Smithsonian Institution in AVashington, between Jefferson Davis and Profesi-or Jewett, in the course of which Davis predicted that the Union would soon be divided into two republics. " Where will the division or botmdary Ime be ? " interrogated Prof. Jewett. " The line separatmg the slave and free states," answered Mr. Davis. " Then," said the professor, " you expect to claim the national capital." " Of course," was the reply, " and this very Smithsonian Institute will be within the southern republic." " But," asked Prof. J., " how will you bring about such a division of the coun- try? Do you think the free states will agree to it without a resort to arms ? " " Sir," said Jefferson Davis, in his sen- tentious manner, " the North will never fight us on that occasion. There will be no bloodshed. When the South says she will secede, and become a distinct nation- FINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GREAT DUAMA; ETC. 643 ality, the North will be glad to let us go, aiid that peaceably. It will be a bloodless revolution." Alas ! Comment on Mr. Sloanaker's "Beautiful Portrait." The gonial spirit of the lamented Pres- ident, which relieved him amidst the toils and anxieties of his dangerous and difficult station, will linger long, in many charac- teristic anecdotes, to soften in a measure the horror of liis death, and mingle light with the dark mourning for his loss to the country he preserved. A significant inci- dent, in illustration of this, is related by a friend of the late President, who happened to be present at the White House the day after the renomination of Mr. Lincohi to the Presidency. Various political organ- izations called to pay theii' rei^pects to him. Among the rest was the Philadel- phia delegation. Tlie chairman of that body, in presenting one of the members, said — " Mr. President, this is Mr. A. B. Sloan- aker, of the second district of our State ; a most active and earnest friend of yours and of the cause. He has, among other things, been good enough to paint and present to our league rooms a most beauti- ful portrait of yourself." Mr. Lincoln took Mr. Sloanaker's hand in his, and with an earnest cordiality, shook it kindly, saying with a merry voice — " I presume, Sir, in painting your beau- tiful portrait, you took your idea of me fi'om my principles, and not from my per- Attending- to Business in Regular Order. Andrew Johnson was once annomiced to speak in NashvUle, on one of the exciting questions of the day ; and loud threats were uttered that, if he dared to appear, he should not leave the hall alive. At the appointed hour he ascended the platform, and, advancing to the desk, laid his pistol upon it, with the most quiet unconcern of 40 manner. He then addi'essed the audience in terms as follows : " Fellow citizens : It is proper when freemen assemble for the discussion of im- portant public interests, that everything shoidd be done decently and in order. I have been informed that part of the busi- ness to be transa('ted on the present occa- sion is the assassination of the individual who now has the honor of addressing you. President Johnson. I beg respectfully to propose that this be the first business in order. Therefore, if any man has come here to-night for the pur- pose indicated, I do not say to him let him speak, but let him shoot." Here he paused, with his right hand on his pistol and the other holding open his coat, while with his eyes he blandly sur- veyed the assembly. After a pause of half a minute, he resumed : — " Gentlemen, it appears that I have been misinformed. I will now proceed to ad- dress you on the subject that has called us together." Reward of a Speech after Fifteen Years from its Delivery. In an interesting conversation betAveen President Lincoln and Rev. Dr. M'Clin- tock — as given in a public address by the 644 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, latter, — Dr. M'C. asked the President if there was any truth in the rumor, at that time quite prevalent, of the removal of Mr, Dayton, American Minister at the French Court, and, if there was, he, Dr. M'C, would like the privilege of discussing the matter a little. President Lincoln said : " As to discussing the matter I have no ■objection, but as to his removal I have no such idea." He then went on to speak of his reason for appointing Mr. Dayton, ^nd said : " When I was a member of Congress, in 1846-7, after the close of the Mexican war, a treaty was made, and opposed by Daniel "Webster. After Daniel Webster :sat down, William L. Dayton arose and imade a speech that covered every point that Webster had made. I had been in the Ihabit of regarding Webster as the greatest and most eloquent of men, until Mr. Day- ton made that speech (and then with a peculiar humor that belongs to all great natures, Mr. Lincoln added) : It may be because Mr. Dayton was on my side that I thought it was a great speech; and one of my first thoughts after my election was that William L. Dayton should occupy one . of the best appointments I could give him." This anecdote shows how tenaciously Mr. Lincoln clung to men he believed to be reliable, remembering that speech and its maker fifteen years. " Public Opinion Baths." Colonel Halpine, one of General Hal- leck's staff, relates that once, on what was called " a public day " — when Mr. Lincoln received all applicants' in their turn — the iirst thing he saw on being ushered into the President's cliaml)er by Major Hay, was Mr. Lincoln bowing an elderly lady out of the door, the President's remarks to her being, as she still lingered and ap- peared reluctant to go, — " I am really very sorry, madam ; very sorry. But your own good sense must tell you that I am not here to collect small debts. You must appeal to the courts in regular order." When she was gone, Mr. Lincoln sat down, crossed his legs, locked his hands over his knees, and commenced to laugh — this being his favorite attitude when much amused. " What odd kinds of people come in to see me," he said ; " and what odd ideas they must have about my office ! Would you believe, Major, that the old lady who has just left, came in here to get from me an order for stopping the pay of a Treas- ury clerk, who owes her a board bill of about seventy dollars ! " (And the Presi- dent rocked himself backward and for- ward, and appeared intensely amused.) " She may have come in here a loyal wo- man," continued Mr. Lincoln, " but I'll be bound she has gone away believing that the worst pictures of me in the Richmond press only lack truth in not being half black and bad enough." This led to a somewhat general conver- sation, in which surprise was expressed that the President did not adopt the plan in vogue at all military head-quarters, un- der which every applicant to see the Gen- eral commanding had to be filtered through a sieve of officers — assistant Adjutant Gen- erals, and so forth, — who allowed none in to take up the General's time, save such as they were satisfied had business of suffi- cient importance, and which could be trans- acted in no other manner than by a per- sonal interview. Colonel Halpine re- marked — " Of every hundred people who come to see the General-in-chief daily, not ten have any sufficient business with him, nor are they admitted. On being asked to explain for what purpose they desire to see him, and stating it, it is found in nine cases out often, that the business properly belongs to some one or other of the subordinate bureaux. They are then referred, as the case may be, to the quartermaster, commissary, medical, adjutant general, or other departments, with an assurance that — even if they saw FINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GREAT DRAMA; ETC. 645 the Generul-iii-chief — he could do nothing more for them than give them the same direction. With these points courteously explained, they go away quite content, altiiough refused admittance." " Ah, yes," replied Mr. Lincoln, gravely — and his words on this matter are import- ant as illustrating a rule of his action, and to some extent, perhaps, the essential- ly representative character of his mmd and of his administration — " ah, yes ! such things do very well for you military peo- ple, with your arbitrary rule, and in your camps. But the ofiice of President is essentially a civil one, and the affair is very different. For myself, I feel — though the tax on my time is heavy — that no hours of my day are better employed than those which thus bring me again within the direct contact and atmosphere of the average of our whole people. Men mov- ing only in an official circle are apt to be- come merely official — not to say arbitrary — in their ideas, and are apter and apter, ' with each passing day, to forget that they only hold power in a representative capac- ity. Now this is all wrong. I go into these promiscuous receptions of all Avho claim to have business with me, twice each ! week, and every applicant for audience has to take his turn, as if waiting to be shaved 1 in a barber's shop. Many of the matters ' brought to my notice are utterly frivolous, | but others are of more or less importance, ' and all serve to renew in me a clearer and more vivid image of that great popular assemblage out of which I sprang, and to which at the end of two years I must re- turn. I tell you, Major," he said, — ap- pearing at this point to recollect that Hal- pine was in the room, for the former part of these remarks had been made with half- shut eyes, as if in soliloquy — " I tell you tliat I call these receptions my public opin- ion baths — for I have little time to read the papers and gather publ'c opinion that way ; and though they may not be pleas- ant in all their particulars, the effect, as a whole, is renovating and invigorating to my perceptions of responsibility and duty. It would never do for a President to have guards with drawn sabres at his door, as if he fancied he were, or were trying to be, or were assuming to be, an emperor." That original phrase of the President's, " public opinion baths," is not likely ever to be forgotten. Pamphlet of Jokes in the Comer of Mr. Lin- coln's Desk. In a corner of his desk, Mr. Lincoln was accustomed to keep a copy of some humorous work, and it wa-s frequently his habit, when greatly fatigued, annoyed, or depressed, to take this up and read a chap- ter, with great relief. The Saturday be- fore he left Washington to go to the front, just previous to the capture of Richmond, had been a very hard day with him. The pressure of office-seekers was greater at that juncture than ever before, and he was almost worn out. Among the callers that evening, was a party composed of a sena- tor, a representative, an ex-lieutenant gov- ernor of a western State, and several pri- vate citizens. They had business of great importance, involving the necessity of the President's examination of voluminous documents. Pushing everytliing aside, he said to one of the party — " Have you seen the Nasby papers ? " " No, I have not — who is Nasby ? " " There is a chap out in Ohio," returned the President, " who has been Avriting a series of letters in the newspapers under the signature of Petroleum V. Nasby. Some one sent me a pamphlet collection of them the other day. I am going to write to ' Petroleum ' to come down here, and I intend to tell him if he will commu- nicate his talent to me, I will swap places with him ! " Thereupon he arose, went to a drawer in his desk, and, taking out the " letters," he sat down and read one to the company, finding in their enjoyment of it the temporary excitement and relief which another man, perhaps, Avould have found in a glass of grog ! Tiie instant he had 646 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION ceased, the book was thrown aside, his countenance relapsed into its habitual se- rious expression, and the business was en- tered upon with the utmost earnestness. Justice surviving' Clemency. One of the officers employed in investi- gating the plot of the murder of the Pres- ident had occasion to question a woman who was in some way connected with the woman saw it in that light and wept. Justice survived, while mercy lay stricken to the ground by those most in need of its benefit. Andrew .Johnson's Tailor Shop affair. She kept flippantly asserting that " S'help me heaven I don't know anything about it, and s'help me heaven, I don't tell an untruth, for I never told a lie in my life," keeping on in her voluble assertions till at length the officer quietly interrupted her with the assurance that it did not much matter to him what she revealed, but it might be better for her, — at which she be- came a little indignant, and asked what they could do with her if she knew about the matter and wouldn't tell it. " Why," responded the officer, " in case you prove to be implicated as much as I am afraid you are, you might be hanged." At this reply she was a trifle moved, and said, "Justice should be tempered with clemen- cy." " Ah, yes, my dear madam," replied the officer, " but you forget that the clem- ency man is dead." For the first time the PoUy's Baby. In a rather plain frame building in Raleigh, North Carolina, Andrew John- son, President of the United States, was born. The house is shown to visitors by the owner, a venera^ -^=^ ble old lady named Stewart. She will '^-^ also tell how, in an \^ ecstacy of delight, Jr^ on returning from 1^ her wedding tour, the first news she got "^ was, " Polly has a baby." Full of the ■celings and enthusi- asm of a young bride, -he rushed in and kissed and hugged the baby. " Little I thought," she e x - claimed to a visitor, "that I was caress- ing the future Pres- ident of the United States." " You, then, knew his father and mother ? " " Yes, Sir, I knew them well ; they were in our employ for sevei-al years." " How did they serve you ? ' ' " They were plain, hard- w^orking, honest folks, that attended to their business and nothing more." When leaving, the old lady said to her company, " How I would hke to see him, dear me ; only it is so far ; but then he would not know me. Well, any Avay, I should like to see ; I think he would grant me one lit- tle request. I have a grandson m prison in the North, perhaps he'd let him come home to gladden my old heart — would you mention it to him, Sir ? " Pocket-Full of Coin Ready for Delivery. The words " Honest Old Abe " have passed into the language of our time and PINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GREAT DRAMA; ETC. 647 country as the synonym for all that is just and honest in man. Yet thousands of in- stances, unknown to the Avorld, might be added to those so often told of Mr. Lin- coln's great and crowning virtue. He dis- liked inuendoes, concealments, and subter- fuges : and no sort of approach at official "jobbing" ever had any encouragement from him. He steadily discountenanced all practices of government officers using any part of the public funds for tempora- ry of personal purposes ; and he loved to tell of an instance in his own official expe- rience, when he was saved from embar- rassment by his rigid adherence fo a good rule. He had been postmaster at Salem, Illi- nois, during Jackson's administration, Wil- liam T. Barry being then Postmaster- Gen- eral, and resigning his office, removed to Springfield, having sent a statement of ac- counts to the Department at Washington. No notice was taken of his account, which showed a balance due the Government of over one hundred and fifty dollars, until three or four years after, when, Amos Ken- dall being Postmaster- General, he was })i-esented with a draft for the amount due. Some of Mr. Lincoln's friends, who knew that he was in straightened circumstances then, as he had always been, heard of the draft and offered to help him out with a loan ; but he told them not to worry, and producing from his trunk an old pocket, tied up and marked, counted out in six- pences, shillings, and quarters, the exact sum required of him, in the identical coin wliich he received while in office years be- fore, and which he had sacredly reserved for the Government, whenever the proper official should be pleased to respond to his •• account rendered." Answering the Secretary axid tlie General. One of the last stories told by Presi- dent Lincoln, was to one of the members of his cabinet who went to see him, to ask if it would be a proper proceeding to per- mit Jake Thompson to slip through Maine in disguise and embark from Portland to a foreign port. The President, as usual, was disposed to be merciful and to permit the arch traitor to pass unmolested. The Secretary, however, urged that he should be arrested as a traitor, saying : '' By permitting him to escape the pen- alties of treason, you sanction it." " Well," repUed Mr. Lincoln, " let me tell you a story. There was an Irish sol- dier here last summer who wanted some- thing to drmk stronger than water, and stopped at a drug shop, where he espied a soda fomitain. ' Mr. Doctor,' said he, ' give me, plase, a glass of soda wather, an' if yees can put in a few dhrops of whiskey unbeknown to meself. I'll be obleeged.' Now," continued Mr. Lincohi " if Jake Thompson is permitted to go tlirough Maine unbeknown to meself, what's the haiTn ? So don't have him ar- rested." Similar was the logic employed by Mr. Lincoln, it appears, in the case of Jeffer- son Davis. General Shemian, in vindica- ting himself against what he regarded as the hostile course of the War Department, said that the Government never distinctly explained to him the policy which should guide his actions, and that at City Point he had asked Mr. Lincoln whether he wanted Jefferson Davis captured, and for reply had been told a story. This story is the one, substantially, which Mr. Lin- coln had employed in the case narrated above, but its use in connection with Da- vis, and its repetition by General Sher- man, xmder the circumstances referred to, give it in some measure a historical value. " I'll tell you. General," Mr. Lincoln is said to have begun, " I'll tell you what I think about taking Jefferson Davis. Out in Sangamon County there was an old temperance lecturer Avho was very strict in the doctrine and practice of total absti- nence. One day, after a long ride in the hot sun, he stopped at the house of a friend, who proposed making him a lem- onade. As the mild beverage was beingr 648 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OP THE REBELLION, mixed, the friend insinuatingly asked if lie wouldn't like just the least drop of some- thing stronger to brace up his nerves after the exhausting heat and exercise. ' No,' replied the lecturer, ' I couldn't think of it ; I'm opposed to it on principle. But,' he added, with a longing glance at the black bottle that stood conveniently at hand, ' if you could manage to put in a drop unbekiiownst to me, I guess it would not hurt me much.' Now, General," Mr. Lincoln is said to have concluded, " I'm bound to oppose the escape of Jeff. Davis ; but if you could manage to let him slip out unbeknownst-like, I guess it wouldn't hurt me much." " And that," exclaimed General Sher- man, " is all I could get out of the Gov- ernment as to what its policy was concern- ing the rebel leaders." The good intentions of the amiable Pres- ident are appreciated by the whole nation that mourns his loss ; but his willingness to allow the escape of the great master- S[»irit of the rebellion, can scarcely be said to have been shared by many beside him- self, even to " save trouble." Second Beflection in the liOokingr Glass. When Mr. Lincoln received the news of his first election, he went home to tell Mrs. Lincoln about it. She was up stairs '"n the bed-room, and there he went, throw- mg himself down on a lounge, in a care- less manner. "• Opposite where I lay," said Mr Lincoln, " was a bureau, with a swinging glass upon it," — and here in re- lating the matter to a friend he got up and placed the furniture so as to illustrate the position — " and, looking in that glass, I saw myself reflected, nearly at full length, but my face, I noticed, had tivo separate and distinct images, the tip of the nose of one being about three inches from the tip of the other. I was a little bothered, per- haps startled, and got up and looked in the glass, but the illusion vanished. On lying down again, I saw it a second time — plainer, if possible, than before ; and then I noticed that one of the faces was a little paler, say five shades, than the other. I got up and the thing melted away, and I went off, and, in the excitement of the hour, forgot all about it — nearly, but not quite, for the thing would once in a while come up, and give me a little pang, a& though something uncomfortable had hap- pened. A few days after, I tried the ex- periment again, when [with a laugh,] sure enough, the thing came back again ; but I never succeeded in bringing the ghost back after that, though I once tried very indus- triously to show it to my wife, who was Avorried aloout it somewhat. She thought it was a ' sign ' that I was to be elected to a second term of office, and that the pale- nei^s of one of the faces was an omen that I should not see life through the last tei'm." The President, with his usual good sense, saw nothing in all this but an opti- cal illusion ; though the flavor of supersti- tion which hangs about every man's com- position made him wish that he had never seen it. But there are people who will now believe that this odd coincidence was " a warning," notwithstanding its entire consistency with the laws of nature. Tenth of May at Ir-winsville. On arriving at General Johnston's head- quarters, and learning of the terms of the convention between Sherman and John- ston, Jefferson Davis, then on his flight South from Richmond, stopped at Char- lotte, N. C. It was frequently remarked that it was dangerous to do so ; but he in^ variably replied that he had two many friends, and knew the country two well, to be caught by any of the forces in the Yankee army. He remained at Charlotte until twelve o'clock on the day that the armistice expired. At eleven o'clock on that day, his horse, a handsome blooded bay, was brought to the door of the pri- vate house in which he was stopping. At twelve, having learned that the terms of the aforesaid convention were rejected, he FINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GREAT DRAMA; ETC. 649 mounted Lis horse, and, accompanied by numerous friends and officials, rode off. At the same time a force of cavahy, under General Dibrel, moved off with him. In passing through Lexington, Davis was introduced by Judge Freeman, of Mississippi, who was traveling with him, to Dr. Dusenbury, a native of the place. The doctor invited Davis in to take a drink of apple brandy, and he did so. A brief conversation ensued, the doctor re- marlving — " Mr. Davis, our cause is lost." " Our cause may be lost," replied Davis, " but the principle for which we are con- tending will present itself at another time, in another shape." He meant that there would yet be a conflict between the great agricultural in- terests of the South and the manufacturing and commercial interests of the North and Northwest. The conversation continu- ing. Dr. Dusenbury again observed — " The masses of the people of the South are not prepared for self-government." " Unfortuuately it is so," replied Davis. Davis continued his flight, but General Wilson, Avho had been put on the fugitive's track, was following hard after him, hav- ing left Macon on the evening of May 7th, with orders to push on by forced marches. On the 7th, Lieutenant Colonel Harden, commanding the First Wisconsin, struck the trail '^f Davis at Dublin, Laurens County, and followed him closely, night and day, through the pine wilderness of Alligator Creek and Green Swamps, via Cumberlandsville to Irwinsville. At Cum- berlandsville. Colonel Harden met Colonel Pritchard, with his picked men and horses of the Fourth Michigan. Harden followed the trail directly south, while Pritchard, having fresher horses, pushed down the Ocmulgee toward Hopewell, and thence by House Creek to Irwinsville, arriving there at midnight of the ninth. Davis had not arrived; but from a citizen Pritch- ard learned that his party were encamped two miles out of the town. He made dis- positions of his men, and surrounded the camp before day. The attack was made upon the camp by Colonel Pritchard just as the first streak of dawn began to light the eastern sky. The fugitive party were suddenly startled by the yells of tlie soldiers, but woke too late to make preparations for even a feeble resistance. After the officers and men were safely under guard, which occupied some time, a corporal went to the door of the tent occupied by defunct royalty, and ordered them to come forth and deliver themselves up. Mrs. Davis appeared at the door, somewhat era dishabille, and said: " Please, gentlemen, do not intrvide upon the privacy of ladies. There are no gen- tlemen here, and you Avill oblige us greatly by giving us time to dress." "All right, madam," Avas the reply ; " we will give you time to make your toilet, and then you can take a ride to Macon for your health." After something of an interval, the mo- notony outside only being broken by the Mk. Jeff Davis demands of the guard to "huiTy up," there came to the door Mrs. Davis and Miss HoAvell, leading an apparently de- crepit old lady, dressed in a lady's water- proof cloak, with a tight hood on her head, and her face covered with a small veil. The ' old lady ' could walk only Avith great difficulty, but tottered through the door 650 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION, of the tent with a tin pail on her arm. ; made use of such sneering remarks as It appears that Mrs. Davis's keen eyes " Valorous soldiers, indeed, to make war were the first to recognize the horsemen upon women and children ! " "I thought as they approached in the distance to be the Yankee government was a little more Yankee cavalry, and she immediately valorous than to send its soldiers to steal called to her negro female servant, Ellen Bond, to get the articles of apparel in question, which being done, Mrs. Davis arrayed her liege lord in them, and then said to Mrs. Bond, " Go with Mr. Davis and try to get him off; for God's sake don't refuse me, Ellen ; save him if you can." Mrs. Bond left the tent with Mr. Davis, Mrs. Davis saying, " Soldier, I suppose defenceless women and children out of their beds at night ! " He also remarked, among other things, that Lee was one of the boldest Generals of which he had any knowledge — never needing to be urged. This was in comparison Avith Johnston, of whom his silence was marked. After a hurried breakfast the party was put in marching order. The prisoners were in ambulances, preceded by the band YOU have no objection to letting my old of the Fourth Michigan cavalry, which played first "Yan- kee Doodle," and then " John Brown's body's marching on," to inspirit the droop> mg mood of the cap- tives ! On reaching the steamer that was to convey him to For- tress Monroe, there to be kept under lock and key, the scene of parting with his family took place. They were grouped on the deck, and consisted of Mrs. Da- vis, a girl just about in her teens, a boy somewhat younger, and an infant. Mrs. Davis was clad in black, — a woman of prepossessing appearance, of the bru- nette style, though her black hair was sprinkled with gray ; her black eyes sparkled clearly, and her features bore a resolute stamp. Mr. Davis, a tall spare man, having a wan, gaunt and de- pressed look, his whiskers and moustache rather close cut and almost white, was the chief character. He was clad in a suit of fine dark gray cloth, and wore an over- coat of the same material ; his head was covered by a soft gray felt hat. He parted JefiTs last Shift — Capture by the Yanks mother go to the spring for some water for us to wash with ? " " Well, I reckon I have some little ob- jection to letting that ' old lady ' go," was the reply; "she wears boots, don't she?" and with the pohit of his sabre he raised the frock, discovering a large, coarse pair of calf-skin boots. While doing this, an- other soldier stripped the veil and hood from off his face, and lo! Davis — it was he ! Finding that he was fairly caught, and would be delivered into the hands of liis enemies, he waxed exceeding wroth, — declared how he would have defended him- self if he had his revolver, — and frequently PINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GREAT DRAMA; ETC, 651 from his family in rather a formal manner. After embracing them coldly and without any outward show of feeling, he walked on board the other little steamer, the Pierce, which was to convey him to his prison quarters. Sir Frederick's Question Ansvrered. The set speeches of State dignitaries rarely possess an attractive interest to the masses, while their familiar personal inter- course gives an index to the actual state of feeling, which all are pleased to trace. The reception given by President Johnson to the newly appointed British minlstei", Sir Frederick Bi'uce, in Aprd, 1865, is an illustration in point. His after interview with President Johnson was as informal and undiplomatic as President Lincoln him- self would have made it. The new min- ister made his appearance with all his stars and decorations on, presented his creden- tials, and formally i-ead his speech. Mr. Johnson was in the unadorned garb usual to his eminent office, and to Sir Frederick's set speech simply replied, that he was glad to see him, and to welcome to the capital a representative of Great Britain. He afterwards good-humoredly said : '• I am not much used to the diplomatic formalities customary on such occasions. My idea is simply that two great nations ought to conduct their relations very much as two neighbors who sincerely desire peace and goodfellowship between them- selves would do, and that the less mere formality about it the better." "• I assure you, Mr. President," inter- rupted the cordially spoken Sir Frederick, pomting to his uniform and decorations, " that I should feel very much more at ease without these things than with them." The remark was so thoroughly English, and at the same time so consonant to American prejudice against fuss and feath- ers, that the President and Minister be- came friends at once, and sat down for a regular White House chat. Sir Frederick asked about Sherman. President Johnson explained the position. " What chance is there for Mr. Davis, then ? " asked Sir Frederick. " Oh, a small particle still — doubtless his escape across the country," said the President. " Well" replied the Minister, in an in- quiring tone, "I should think that Mr. Da- vis and a few members of his cabinet would probably find it well to start pretty soon.''' " If they hnow what is for their own in- terest" responded the President rather grimly, " they had better lose no time about it. The time has come when traitors must be taught that they are criminals. The country has clearly made up its mind on that point, and it can find no more earnest agent of its will than myself." There was then a renewal of the mutual promise to talk over any difficulties that might arise between Great Britain and the United States like two neighbors sin- cerely desirous of good terms with each other, and so the interview ended. Admiration of Bxims. Mr. Lincoln was an enthusiastic admirer of Robert Burns, always having a copy of the bard's poems by him, and reading them with delight. There was something in the humble origin of Burns and in his checkered life, no less than in his ten- der, homely songs, that appealed to the heart of the plain man who, transferred from the prairies of Illinois to the execu- tive mansion at Washington at a time of immense responsibility, gave a fresh and memorable illustration of the truth that " The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that." Familiar Talk with Mr. liincoln on the Emancipation Proclamation. The eminent historian, JNIi-. Bancroft, remarked in his eulogy delivered in New Yoi'k, on the Life and Character of Presi- dent Lincoln, that his place in history 652 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION would centre chiefly in the memorable Proclamation of Emancipation. For one of the most authentic as well as interesting accounts of the origin and forth-putting of that great document, the public are in- debted to the exceedingly graphic pen of Mr. F. B. Carpenter, who, through the columns of the Independent, communicated a sketch of the history of the Proclama- tion, as given to him by Mr. Lincoln him- self, while Mr. C. was painting the mag- nificent picture illustrative of its consider- ation by the Cabinet. " It had got to be," said Mr. Lincoln, "mid-summer, 1862. Things had gone on from bad to worse, until I felt that we had reached the end of our rope on the plan of operations we had been pursuing ; that we had about played our last card, and must change our tactics, or lose the game ! Familiar Talk with Mr. Lincoln. I now determined upon the adoption of the emancipation policy ; and withoiit consul- tation with, or the knowledge of the Cabi- net, I prepared the original draft of the proclamation, and, after njuch anxious tiiought, called a Cabinet meeting upon the subject. This was the last of July, or the first part of the month of August, 1862. (The exact date he did not remem- ber.) This Cabinet meeting took place, I think, upon a Saturday. All were pres- ent, excepting Mr. Blair, the Po.stmaster- General, who was absent at the opening of the discussion, but came in subsequently. I said to the Cabmet that I had resolved upon this step, and had not called them together to ask their advice, but to lay the subject matter of a proclamation before them ; suggestions as to Avhich would be . in order after they had heard it read. Mr. Lovejoy," said he, "was in error when he informed you that it excited no com- ment, excepting on the part of Secretary Seward. Various suggestions were offered. Secretary Chase wished the language stronger in reference to the arming of the blacks. Mr. Blair, after he came in, de- precated the policy, on the ground that it would cost the administration the fall elec- tions. Nothing, however, was offered, that I had not fully anticipated and settled in my own mind, until Secretary Seward spoke. Said he : ' Mr. President, / ap- prove of the proclamation, but I question the expediency of its issue at this juncture. The depression of the public mind, conse- quent upon our repeated reverses, is so great, that I fear the effect of so important a step. It may be viewed as the last measure of an exhausted government — a cry for help ; the government stretching forth its hands to Ethiopia, instead of Ethi- opia stretching forth her hands to the gov- ernment.' His idea (said the President) was that it would be considered our last shriek, on the retreat. ' Now,' continued Mr. Seward, ' while I approve the measure, I suggest, sir, that you postpone its issue, until you can give it to the country sup- ported by military success, instead of issuing it, as would be the case now, upon the greatest disasters of the war ! ' " " The wisdom of the view of the Sec- retary 'of State," said Mr. Lincoln, "struck me with very great force. It was an aspect of the case that, in all my thought upon the subject, I had entirely ovei'looked. The result was that I put the draft of the proclamation aside, as you do your sketch for a picture, waiting for a victory. From time to time I added or changed a line,^ FINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GREAT DRAMA; ETC. 653 touching it up here and there, waiting the progress of events. Well, the next news we had was of Pope's disaster at Bull Run. Things looked darker than ever. Finally, came the week of the battle of Antietam. I determined to wait no longer. The news came, I think on Wednesday, that the advantage was on our side. I was then staying at the ' Soldiers' Home,' (three miles out of Washington.) Here I finished writing the second draft of the preliminary proclamation ; cme up on Saturday ; called the Cabinet together to hear it, and it was published the following Monday. Jt was a somewhat remarkable fact, that there were just one hundred days between the dates of the two procla- mations, issued upon the 22d of Septem- ber and the 1st of January. I had not made the calculation at the time." At the final meeting on Saturday, an- other interesting incident occurred in con- nection with Secretary Seward. The President had written the important part of the proclamation — " That on the first day of January, in the year of our Lord one thousand eight hundred and sixty-three, all persons held as slaves within any State or designated part of a State, the people whereof shall then be in rebellion against the United State.^, shall be then, thenceforward and forever free ; and the Executive govern- ment of the United States, including the military and naval authority thereof, will recognize the freedom of such persons, and will do no act or acts to repress such per- sons, or any of them, in any efforts they may make for their actual freedom." " When I finished reading this paragraph," resumed Mr. Lincoln, " Mr. Seward stopped me, and said : ' I think, Mr. President, that you should insert after the word ' re- cognize,' in that sentence, the words ' and maintain.' I replied, that I had already fully considered the import of that expres- sion in this connection, but I had not in- troduced it, because it was not my way to promise what I was not entirely sure tliat I could perform, and I was not prepared to say that I thought we were exactly able to ' maintain ' this. But Mr. Seward in- sisted that we ought to take this ground, and the Avords finally went in." A few days after the passage of the Constitutional Amendment (says Mr. Car- penter,) I was in Washington, and was re- ceived by Mr. Lincoln with the kindness and familiarity which had characterized our previous intercourse. I said to him one day that I was very proud to have been the artist to have first conceived of the design of painting a picture commemorative of the act of emancipation — that subsequent oc- currences had only confii-med my own first judgment of that act as the most sublime moral event in our history. " Yes," said he, and never do I remember to have no- ticed in him more earnestness of expres- sion or maimer, " as affairs have turned, it is the central act of my administration, and the great event of the nineteenth cen- tury." I remember to have asked him, on one occasion, if there was not some opposition manifested on the part of several members of the Cabinet to the emancipation policy. Tie said, in reply, " Nothing more than I have stated to you. Mr. Blair tliought we should lose the fall elections, and opposed it on that ground only." Said I, " I have understood that Secretary Snjith was not in favor of your action. Mr. Blair told me that, when the meeting closed, and he and the Secretary of the Interior went away together, that the latter told him, if the President carried out that policy, he miglit count on losing Indiana sure ! " " He never said anything of the kind to me," returned the President. " And how," said I, " does Mr. Blair feel about it now ? " '' Oh," was the prompt reply, " he proved right in regard to the fall elections, but he is satisfied that we have since gained more than we lost." " I have been told," said I, " that Judge Bates doubted the consti- tutionality of the proclamation." " He never expressed such an opinion in my ^54 THE BOOK OP ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. hearing," replied Mr. Lincoln ; " no mem- ber of the Cabinet ever dissented from the policy, in any conversation with nie." Mr. Chase told ine that, at the Cabinet meethig immediately after the battle of Antietara, and just prior to the September proclamation, the President entered upon the business befoi-e them by saying that " the time for the enunciation of the eman- cipation policy could no longer be delayed. Public sentiment," he thought, "would sus- tain it — many of his warmest friends and supporters demanded it ; and he had prom- ised his God that he tvould do it /" Tlie hist part of this was uttered in a low tone, and appeared to be heard by no one but Secretary Chase, who was sitting near him. He asked the President if he was cor- rectly understood by him. Mr. Lincoln replied : " I made a solemn vow before God that, if General Lee was driven hach from Pennsylvania, I would crown the result by the declaration of freedom to the slaves!" Simple but EifectivB Point taken by Mr. Lincoln in a Capital Case. An instance whicli occurred during Mr. Lincoln's early protessioiml career as a lawyer, is worthy of record, as showing the simplicity of his character in man- aging a case that involved nothing less than the life of his client. At a camp meeting held in Menard County, a fight took place which ended in the murder of one of the participants in the quarrel. A young man named Armstrong, a son of the aged couple for whom, many years previously, Abraham Lincoln had worked, was charged with the deed, and being ar- rested and examined, a true bill was found against him, and he wa.s lodged in jail to await his trial. As soon as Mr. Lincoln received intelligence of the affair, he ad- dressed a kind letter to Mrs. Armstrong, stating his anxiety that her son should liave a fair trial, and offering in retin-n for lier kindness to him while in adverse cir- cumstances some years before, his profes- sional services gratuitously in defence of her son. Investigation of the matter in its various bearings, convinced the volun- teer attorney that the young man was the victim of a conspiracy, and he determined to postpone the trial until the excitement had subsided. The day of trial, how- ever, finally arrived, and the accuser tes- tified positively that he saw the accused plunge the knife into the heart of the murdered man. He declared that he re- membered all the circumstances perfectly — that the murder was committed about half-past nine o'clock in the evening, the moon shinuig brightly, so as to render it easy for him to see the act committed. Mr. Lincoln reviewed all the testimony carefully, and then proved conclusively that the moon, which the accuser had sworn was shining brightly, did not rise until an hour or more after the murder was committed. Other discrepancies were exposed, and in thirty minutes after the jury retired, they returned with a verdict of " Not Guilty." Life of liincoln -written by Himself. The singular modesty of Mr. Lincoln is, perhaps, in no instance more palpably illustrated than in the account given by Mr. Charles Lanman, the well-known edi- tor and author. In 1858, Mr. Lanman commenced his labors on the work known as the " Dictionary of Congress," in the preparation of which he forwarded to every ex-member of Congress whose res- idence he could ascertain, a circular asking each person for information as to the date and place of his birth, the character of his education, his profession or occupation, ami a list of any public positions he may have filled. In looking over the thousands of replies that were sent to him, Mr. Lanman remarks upon the fact that men of the greatest ability invariably told a direct and brief story, — thereby showing their innate modesty, and writing nothing to compro- mise their dignity. The reply which he PINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GREAT DRAMA; ETC. 655 received from Mr. Lincoln was of this char- acter — singularly brief, and yet compre- hensive, — as follows : Born, February 12, 1809, in Ilardin county, Kentucky. Education detective. Profession, a lawyer. Have been a captain of volunteers in the Black Hawk war. Postmaster at a very small office. Four times a member of the Illinois' Legislature. And was a member of t lie lower House of Congress. Yours, &c., A. Lincoln. Such ii the story of his life down to 1858. What a wondei-ful contrast does it present to his subsequent career ! Solitary and Alone in Favor of Grant. Soon after the capture of Vicksburg by General Grant, Hon. Jesse K. Dubois, of Illinois, went to Washington, to obtain a sick furlough for his son, who had been at the siege and was then in a Memphis hos- pital. Mr. Lincoln himself went to the War Office with Mr. Dubois, to obtain the furlough. Returning from the office, and while Mr. Lincoln, Mr. Dubois, and United States Marshal Phillips were standing at the railing wliich separates the War Office grounds from those of the White House, the following conversation, in substance, took place : '• Mr. President," said JVIr. Dubois, " I do not like General Grant's paroling those prisoners at Vicksburg. We had better feetl than fight them." Mr. Lincoln, straightenuig himself up to his full height, and his countenance beam- ing with that peculiar smile which indi- (;ated that he was highly pleased, said : •• Dubois, General Grant has done so well, and we are all so pleased at the tak- ing of V^icksburg, let us not quarrel with him about that matter." He then added, placing his loot upon the base of the rail- ing, and taking a less erect posture, " Du- bois, do you know that at one time 1 stood solitary and alone here in favor of Gen- eral Grant ? Even (naming a mem- lier of Congress from Illinois) came and told me that he (Grant) was not worth a — , and that I would have to remove him. But I remembered that you, and Hatch,, and others, had been down there about the first of April, and had not said a word to me on the subject." In Major Penniman's "Tanner Boy," may be found the happy secret, admirably told, of the good President's confidence iu his great General. Grood Humor towards a Journalist. A gentleman visited President Lincoln in high dudgeon one night. He was a newspaper jDroprietor, and one of his edi- tors had been an-ested. " Mr. Lincoln," he said, " I have been off electioneering for your re-election, and in my absence you have had my editor arrested. I won't stand it. Sir. I have fought better admin- istrations than yours." " Why, John," said the President, " I don't know much about it. I suppose your boys have been too en- terprising. The fact is, I don't interfere with the press much, but I suppose I am responsible." " I want you to order the man's release to-night," said the applicant ; " I shan't leave here till I get it. In fact, I am the man who should be arrested. Why don't you send me to Capitol Hill ? " This idea pleased the President exceeding- ly. He laughed the other into good hu- mor. " In fact," he said, " I am imder re- straint here, and glad of any pretext to release a journalist." So he wrote the or- der, and the editor got his liberty. Under Lock and Key. On the capture of Jefferson Davis at Irwinsville, he was at once taken to Macon, and thence to Hilton Head, by the steam- er Clyde, and then to Fortress Monroe by the little steamer Silas C. Pierce. Gen- eral Miles was charged by the Secretary of War with the dif^posal of the captive, and, boarding the Clyde, he despatched an officer of the guard to order the prisoner to report to him. Davis immediately made 656 THE BOOK OF ANECDOTES OF THE REBELLION. his appearance, and General Miles at once informed him that he was to be removed from that vessel to Fortress Monroe, and that a few minutes would be allowed him to take leave of his family. He did not evince any surprise at this announcement, but, bidding his family farewell, he walked on board the Pierce, closely attended by General Miles. After reachmg the deck of the Pierce he beckoned his son Jeff., and bade him summon Bob, his colored body servant. When Bob made his ap- pearance, Davis shook liim warmly by the hand and bade him " Good bye." Mrs. Davis bore the parting remarkably well, and it did not seem to cost her much effort to do so. As the Pierce was about getting underway she leaned over the rail of the Clyde, and called out to her hus- band, "Jeff! if they will allow you, write to me and let me know what kind of quar- ters you have." She also requested him that if it were possible he should remain with Clay — a fellow captive and criminal. Lieutentant- Colonel Pritchard, as the steamer w^s leaving, stepped up to Mrs. Davis and bade her adieu, when she said to the Colonel, " This is very hard," a re- mark which very naturally brings to mind the many, many affecting partings which took place between loyal and loving ones — now buried and mourned — during the past four years, all occasioned- by the crime of that leading conspirator. General Miles lavished no needless <;ourtesies upon the offender, indeed, no courtesies whatever Avere exchanged, nor did any social recognition transpire, with the prisoner. To preclude any attempt at jumping overboard, by Davis or his com- panions in felony, a strong guard was placed on each side of the gangway ; this guai-d consisted of twenty-five cavalrymen firmed with Sharps' rifles. The Pierce landed at the Engineer's dock, where an additional guard w^as in waiting, consisting of picked men from the Tliird Pennsylvania Artillery regiment. As soon as the boat was secured. General Miles took Davis by the arm and led him ashore, at once conducting him within the walls of the fort by the rear sallyport, and placing him in a cell separate by himself. The conduct of Davis necessitated the placing of irons on his feet, which were subsequently removed, when they had an- swered the purpose. Not only was he imperious and haughty, but he became ab- solutely obstreperous, insulting the guard, abusing the officers and their government, throwing his food at his attendants, and tearing a secession passion to tatters gen- erally — sometimes threatening others, and sometimes melo-dramatically courting a bayonet puncture in his bared bi'east. As a necessity — and possibly as a punishment and warning — orders were given to place manacles on his feet. The Captain in charge, attended by a blacksmith and grim manacles, approached, saying : " Mr. Davis, I have a very unpleasant duty to perform." " My God ! " exclaimed the conspirator, " you don't intend to put those things on me." Such were the orders; the Captain could only obey. Davis remonstrated. They Jeff, and the Blacksmith should never be put on. The Captain must go to General Halleck and have the order countermanded. The Captain replied: FINAL SCENES AND EVENTS IN THE GREAT DRAMA; ETC. May 10; — . NoRRiSTOwN, 1864, Oct. 28. North Anna, 1862, July 23 ; 1864, May 19-24; — . North Branch, 1864, Feb. 2. North Fork, 1862, Nov. 9. North River Mills, 1862, Aug. 18. Nottoway, 1864, June 22, Dec. 8. Oak Grove, Hill and Woods, 1861, Aug. 10; 1862, June 25; 1863, Nov. 25. OccoQUAN, 1861, Nov. 12; 1862, Jan, 28, Feb. 4, 20, Mar. 8, Dec. 19, 20, 27 ; — . Ocean Pond, 1864, Feb. 20. Ocmulgee, — . 674 BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, ETC. OcRACOKE, 1861, Sept. 16; — . Ohio River, — . Okolona, 1&64, Feb. 16, 22, Apr. 3, Dec. 21. Olathe, 1861, Dec. 7; 1862, Sept. 6. Old Church. Old Fort Wayne, 1862, Oct. 22. Old River, 1863, Feb. 10. Old Town, 1864, Aug. 8. Olive Hill, 1862, Oct. 2. Olustee, 18(54, Feb. 20, 21. Onslow, 1862, Nov. 23. Opelodsas, 1863, Apr. 20, Oct. 21. Opeqcan, 1864, Sept. 19. Orange Cocrt House, 1862, July 20, 25, Aug. 1, 2 ; 1863, Nov. 27, 30 ; 1864, Feb. 6, May 4 ; 1865, Feb. 5; — . Orangeburg, 1865, Feb. 11. Orizaba, 1862, Nov. 3. Orleans, 1863, June 11, 17. Osage River, 1862, Oct. 29; — . Osceola, 1861, Sept. 25. Ossabaw Sound, 1861, Dec. 11 ; 1863, Jan. 21 ; 1864, June 2;—. Overall's Creek, 1864, Dec. 4. Overton's Hill, 1864, Dec. 16. Owensboro', 1862, Sept. 2U; 1865, Jan. 6. Oxford, 1862, Dec. 3. Oyster Point, 1863, June 28. Ozark, 1862, Aug. 2. Paducah, 1861, Sept. 6; 1864, Mar. 25, 26, Apr. 14; 1865, Mar. 22. Faine's Cross Roads, 1865, Apr. 5. Painesville, 1864, Apr. 13. Paintsville, 1862, Jan. 7. 10; 1864, Apr. 12. Palmetto Branch, and P. Station, 1864, July 28; 1865, May 11. Palmyra, 1861, Nov. 17; 1862, Sept. 13; 1863, Apr. 4, Nov. 13. Pamlico Sound, 1862, Feb. 7, 8 ; — . Pamunkey River, 1862, May 18, June 14; 1863, July 1; 1864, May 29; — . Panola, 1863, June 24. Panther Gap, and Springs, 1864, Mar. 5, Nov. 13. Paoli, 1863, June 17. Papinsville, 1861, Sept. 21, Dec. 13. Parata, 1862, Apr. 23. Paris, Ky., 1862, July 30, Sept. 1, 15; 1863, Mar. ] 1, July 29, 31 ; 1864, June 8. Paris, Tenn., 1862, Feb. 12, Mar. 12; 1863, Sept. 13. Paris, Va., 1862, Oct. 13; 1863, July 29, 31. Parker's Cross Roads, 1862, Dec. 30, 31. Parkersburg, 1861, May. Parksville, 1864, July 8. Pascagoula, 186S, Apr. 9; 1864, Dec. 15. Pasquotonk River, 1863, Aug. 15, Sept. 29. Pass a L'Outre, 1863, Apr. 6. Pass Cabello, 1863, Nov. 30, Dec. 1. Pass Christian, 1862, Apr. 4. Patten, 1862, July 26. Patterson, and P.'s Creek, 1S61, June 26; 1833, Apr. 20; 1864, Jan. 2, Feb. 2. Pattersonvillh, 1863, Jan. 14, Apr. 1. Paw Paw, 1862, Oct. 4. Paxton's Cut. Pea Ridge, 1862, Mar. 5-9, Apr. 24. Pea Vine Creek, 1S63, Nov. 26. Peach Orchard, and P. Hill, 1862, June 29; 1864, Apr. 8. Peach Tree Creek, 1864, July 18-20. Pebble's Farm, 1864, Sept. 30. Pelham, 1863, July 1. Peninsula (The), — . Pensacola, 1861, Jan. 12, Sept. 14, Nov. 22, 23; 1862, Jan. 1, May 9, 12, Oct. 28; — . Perryville, 1862, Oct. 7, 8; 1863, Aug. 25, Sept. 19; 1864, Sept. 3. Petersburg, Tenn., 1863, Mar. 2. Petersburg, Ya., 1861, Sept. 12; 1864, Jan. 30, May 9, June 10, 15-July 30; 1865, Mar. 29, 30-Apr. 3 ; — . Pettie's Mills, 1863, Mayo. Philadelphia, Tenn., 1863, Oct. 21, 24-26. Philippi, 1861, June 3, 19. Phillip's Creek, 1862, May 21. Philomont, 1862, Nov. 1, 2; 1863, June 18; 1864, Feb. 20. PiANKATANK RivER, 1864, Mar. 7. Piedmont, 1861, June 19; 1862, Nov. 3; 1863, May 16; 1864, June 5, Oct. 13. Pig Point, 1861, June 5; 1862, June 1. PiKETON, 1861, Nov. 8, 9; 1862, Nov. 5; 1863, July 16. Pikeville, 1862, Sept. 6; 1863, Apr. 15. PiLATKA, 1864, Mar. 10. Pilot Knob, 1864, Sept. 26. PiNCKNEY Island, 1862, Aug. 21; — . Pine Barren Ridge, 1864, Nov. 10. Pine Bluff, and P. Mountain, 1863, Sept. 11, Oct. 25; 1864, Apr. 25, June 15,21; 1865, May 10. Pine Hook, 1864, Dec. 26. PiNESviLLE, 1862, Mar. 6; 1863, Aug. 15, PiNEY Factory, and P. Woods, 1863, Oct. 30; 1864, Mar. 31. PiNOLA, 1863, June 28. Pittman's Ferry, 1862, Oct. 28, Nov. 2. Pittsburg Landing, 1862, Mar. 2, 16, Apr. 4-9; — . Plantersville, 1865, Mar. 21. Plaquemine, 1862, Nov. 29; 1863, Jan, 27. Platte City, 1861, Dec. 15. Piattsburg, 1861, Oct, 27; 1863, May 21. BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS. ETC. 675 Pleasant Grovk, Hill, and Valley, 1861, Nov. 17 ; 1862, July 11, Sept. 9 ; 1864, Apr. 1, 7, 9. Plymouth, 1862, Sept. 2, Dec. 10; 1864, Apr. 14-20, Oct. 81. Po. Pocahontas, Ark., 1862, Apr. 12; 1863, Aug. 18, 25. Pocahontas, Miss., 1863, June 18, Dec. 2. PocATALiGO, 1862, May 29, Oct. 22; 1864, Dec. 6; 1865, Jan. 14. POCOMAKE. PoHicK CitJRCH, 1861, Oct. 4. Point Isabel, 1863, Nov. 5. Point Lick, 1862, Oct. 23. Point Lookodt, 1861, June 28. Point of Rocks, 1861, Aug. 5, Sept. 24, Nov. 14, Dec. 19 ; 1863, June 11; 1864, July 4; — . Po;nt Pleasant, 1862, Mar. 9, 14 ; 1863, Mar. 25. Point Rock River, 1863, Aug. 12. Pollard, 1864, Dec. 16; 1865, Mar. 25. Pollocksville, 1863, Jan. 17. PoMEROY, 1863, July 20. Ponchatoula, 1862, Sept. 15; 1863, Mar. 24, May 13. Pontotoe, 1864, Feb. 13, July 11, 13. PooLESViLLE, 1862, Sept. 4, 8, Oct. 12, Nov. 25, Dec. 14; 1863, June 11, Aug. 14; 1864, Oct. 14. Poplar Springs Church, 1864, Sept. 30. PoQuosiN Bay. Poralto, 1862, Apr. 15. Port Conway, 1863, Sept. 2. Port Gibson, 1863, May 1. Port Hddson, 1862, Dec. 12; 1863, Mar. 9, 14, May 8, 10-27, June 11, 14, July 8; 1864, July 6 ; — . Port Republic, 1862, June 8, 9. Port Royal, 1861, Nov. 7, Dec. 8; 1862, Jan. I, 6, Dec. 4, 10; 1863, Apr. 22, Sept. 1; 1864, Mar. 19; —. Port Walthal Junction, 1864, May 16. Portland, Mo., 1862, Aug. S. Portland Harbor, Me., 1863, June 27. Portsmouth, Va., 1861, Apr. 20. Potomac River and Shores, — . PoTosi, 1861, May 15, Oct. 15. Pound Gap, l!>62, Mar. 16. Powder Mill, 1864, Sept. 19. Powell's Valley. Powhatan, 1862, June 27. Prairie de ^nna, and Prairie Grove, 1862, Dec. 7; 1864, Apr. 17. Preble's Farm, 1864, Sept. 30. Prentiss, 1862, Sept. 20. Prestonburg, 1861, Nov. 5; 1862, Jan. 11. Price's Hill, and Landing, 1861, Nov. 18. Princeton, Ark., 1863, Dec. 9. Princeton, Ky., 1862, Dec. 3 ; 1864, June 10. Princeton, Va., 1862, May 18. 42 Pritchard's MiLls, 1861, Sept. 15. Proctor's Bridge, and Creek. Providence Church, 1863, Jan. 9. Pulaski, 1862, May 1; 1863, Dec. 25; 1864, Sept. 26, Dec. 18. Pumpkinvine Creek, 1864, May 25, 28. PuNGO Creek, and River, 1862, Nov. 1 ; 1863, July 5 ; _. PuRDY, 1862, Apr. 27-30. Putnam's Ferry, 1862, Apr. 1, Oct. 27. Q. Quaker Bridge, Q. Church, and Q. Road, 1863, July 6; 1864, June 17; 1865, Mar. 29 Quallatown, 1864, Feb. 7. QUANTICO, 1861, Oct. 11. Quitman, 1864, Feb. 14, 21. R. Raccoon Ford, 1863, Oct. 8, Nov. 15. Rainbow Bluff. Raleigh, 1865, Apr. 13, 26. Randolph, 1862, Sept. 23. Rapidan Bluffs, River, and Station, 1862, July 13 ; 1863, Sept. 14, Nov. 26, Dec. 1 ; — . Rappahannock River, and Station, 1861, June 24; 1862, Aug. 21-23, Nov. 8; 1863, Jan. 22, June 5, Oct. 24, Aug. 1, 4, Nov. 7 ; — . Rattlesnake Mountain. Ravenna, 1864, Feb. 28. Ravenswood, 1862, Sept. 4. Rawle's Mills. Raymond, 1863, May 12. Ready Creek, 1862, May 13, Readyville, 1862, Aug. 28; 1864, Sept. 7. Ream's Station, 1864, June 28, 29, Aug. 18, 19, 25; 1865, Mar. 22. Red Mound, 1863, Jan. 1. Red River, 1863, Feb. 8, July 14, Oct. 7, Dec. 23; 1864, Apr. 12; 1865, June 3; — . Reelsville, 1862, Aug. 11. Reeves' Point, and R. Station, 1863, Apr, 20 ; 1865, Jan. 16. Reisterstown, 1863, June 29; 1864, July 10, Relay House, 1861, May 6, Renick, 1861, Nov. 1. Resaca, 1864, May 13-15, Oct. 12, Reynolds' Ford, 1862, Sept, 23. Rice's Station. Rich Inlet, and R. Mountain, 1861, July 11-, 1863, Sept. 23. Richmond, Ky., 1862, July 27, Aug. 29, 30; 1863, July 28. Richmond, La., 1863, June 15. Richmond, Miss., 1863, Mar. 30, June 16. Richmond, Mo., 1863, May 19. Richmond, Va., siege and investment, 1861- 1865, Apr. 3 ; — . 676 BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, ETC. RiDGETiLLE, Va., 1862, Sept. ll', Oct. 29. RiENzi, 1862, Aug. 19, Nov. 27; 1863, July 11 ; 1864, June 7. Riker's Island. Ringgold, 1862, Dec. 14; 1863, Sept. 10, Nov. 27, 30; 1864, Jan. 31, Feb. 21, 22, Oct. 15. Rio Grande, — . Rip Raps, — . Ripley, Miss., 1862, Nov. 3, Dec. 2 ; 1864, July 7. Ripley, Tenn., 1863, Jan. 8, June 18. Ripley, Va., 1861, Dec. 19; 1862, Sept. 14. Roanoke Island, and River, 1862, Feb. 7, 8 ; 1864, May 5; — . Robertson's Ford, and River, 1863, Oct. 10, 11. RocHEFORT, 1863, May 30, June 1, 2. Rock Creek, and Springs, 1863, July 2. Rockford, 1863, Nov. 14. RocKViLLE, 1863, June 28, Sept. 22; 1864, July 10. Rocky-faced Ridge, 1864, Feb. 24; May 8, 14. Rocky Crossing, and R. Gap, 1863, June 18, Aug. 26, 30. Rocky Hill, 1863, July 4. Rocky Mount, 1863, July 22. Rodman's Point, 1863, Apr. 4. Rogersville, Ala., 1862, May 13. RoGERSViLLE, Ky., 1862, Aug. 29, 30. Rogersville, Tenn., 1863, Nov. 6 ; 1864, Aug. 22. Rolla, 1864, Sept. 27. Rolling Fork. Rome, Ga., 1864, Feb. 8, May 18, 20, Oct. 12. Rome, Tenn., 1863, Mar. 26. RoMNEY, 1861, June 11, 26, Sept. 23, Oct. 26; 1862, Jan. 8, Feb. 7; 1863, Feb. 16; —. Rood's Hill, 1864, Nov. 22. Rose Hill. RosEWELL, 1864, July lu. RossviLLE, 1863, Sept. 19-21, Nov. 23-25 ; 1864, Apr. 6. Rough and Ready, 1864, Aug., Nov. 16. Round Top Mountain, 1864, Oct. 9. Rover, 1863, Jan. 31, June 28. Rowanty, 1865, Feb. 5, Mar. 30. Rumsey, 1861, Nov. 17. Rural Hills, 1S62| Nov. 18. Russellville, and Russell's House, 1862, Feb. 20, May 17, July 29, Sept. 30. Rutherford's Creek, 1863, Mar. 10. Rutledge, 1864, Nov. 18, 19. Sabine City, and Cross Roads, 1862, Oct. 17 ; 1864, Apr. 8. Sabine Pass, 1862, Sept. 25 ; 1863, Jan. 21, Apr. 3, 18, Sept. 8, 12; 1S64, May 24; 1865, May 25-27 ; — . Sacramento, 1861, Dec. 28. Sailor's Creek, 1865, Apr. 6. Saint Alban's. Saint Andrew's Bay, and Sound; — . Saint Augustine, 1862, Mar. 12, 21. Saint Catherine's, 1863, July 29 ; 1864, Jan. 15. Saint Charles, Ark., 1862, June 13, 17. Saint Charles, Mo., 1864, June 27. Saint Cloud. Saint Francis's River, 1862, Nov. 29. Saint George. Saint John's, Fla., and St. J.'s River, 1862, Sept. 17, Oct. 3 ; 1864, Apr. 16, May 23 ; — . Saint John's, N. B., 1863, Dec. 6. Saint Joseph's, 1861, Sept. 13; 1862, May 5. Saint Louis, 1861, Apr. 25, May 11. Saint Mark's, 1864, Jan. 18, Feb. 20, 27, Mar. I. Saint Mary's, and St. M. River, 1862, Mar. 6, Oct. 26, Nov. 9 ; 1864, June 22 ; — . Salatia, 1864, Feb. 6. Salem, Ark., 1862, Mar. 16, 18. Salem, Ind., 1863, July 10. Salem, Miss., 1863, Oct. 8. Salem, Mo., 1861,rDec. 3; 1863, Sept. 12, 13. Salem, Tenn., 1863, Mar. 2; 1865, Mar. 13. Salem, Va., 1862, Nov. 5, 21; 1863, Apr. 29, Dec. 15-18; 1865, Mar. 12. Salineville, 1863, July. Salisbury, N. C, 1865, Apr. 12; — . (Prison.) Salisbury, Tenn., 1862, Aug. 11. Salkahatchie, 1865, Jan. 24, Feb. 3. Salt Fork, and S. Lick, 1863, Oct. 12, 13. Saltpetre Cave, 1864, Feb. 3. Saltville, 1864, Oct. 2, Dec. 20. Saluria, 1861, Apr. 25. Sambro Harbor, N. S., 1863, Dec. 17. Sanderson, 1864, Feb. 20, 21. Sandersville, 1864, Nov. 26. Sandy Hook, and River, 1864, Aug. 11-13. Sangster's, 1863, Dec. 17. Santa Fe, 1861, Nov. 6; 1862, Apr. 21. Santa Rosa Island, 1861, Oct. 9. Santee. Saratoga, 1S61, Oct. 26. Sartatia. Sartoria, 1863, June 4. Saulsbury, 1863, Dec. 2. Savage's Station, 1862, June 29. Savannah, Ga., 1861, May 28 ; 1864, Dec. 10-21 ; — . Savannah, Tenn., 1862, Apr. 16. # Savannah River, l!562, Jan. 28; — . Scarey Creek, Hill, and Town, 1861, July 17. Scattersville, 1862, July 10. Scotland, 1863, June 11. Scottsville, 1864, Jan. 28. Seabrook, and S. Island, 1862, June, 1 ; 1864, July 1 ; — . Searcey, 1862, May 17. Seared Mountain. BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, ETC, 677 Skcessionville, 1802, June 16. Sedalia, 1864, Oct. 15. Selina, 1863, Apr. 18. Selma, 1865, Apr. 2. SexMmesport, 1864, Mar. 13, 14. Senatobia, 1863, May 25. Seneca, and S. Mills, and Station, and Creek, 1861, June 14, Sept 20; 1863, Mar. 21, June II, Sept. 15. Seven Pines, 1862, May 29-31. Seviektille, 1864, Jan. 15, 27. Sewall's Point, 1861, May 19, Dec. 29; 1862, May 8 ; — . Shady Grove, and S. Springs, 1862, Aug. 28; 1864, May 5. Shallotte, and S. Inlet, 1862, Oct. 22; 1865, Feb. 8. Shanghai, 1861, Sept. 27. Shannondale. Sharpsburg, Ky., 1863, Oct. 18. Sharpsburg, Md., 1861, Dec. II; 1862, Sept. 14, 15, 17, 29; 1863, July 10. Shawnee Mound, and Town, I86I, Dec. 17; 1862, Oct. 18; 1863, June 6; 1864, Aug. 13. Sheff's Mountain, 1862, May 24. Shelbina, 1861, Sept. 4. Shelburne, 1862, Sept. 15. Shelby Farm, 1862, Aug. 25, Oct. 23. Shelbyville, Ky., 1862, Oct. 1. Shelbyville, Teiin., 186S, Jan. 31, June 4, 24, 26, Oct. 6. Shell Mound, 1863, Aug. 23. Shenandoah, (The,) — . Shepherdstown, 1861, Sept. 13; 1862, Sept. 23, Oct. 1, 16, Nov. 25; 1863, July 16, 17. Shepherdsville, 1862, Sept. 7, 21. Sherwood, 1863, May 18. Shiloh, 1862, Mar. 2, 16, Apr. 6, 7 ; — . Ship Island, I86I, May 22, Sept. 16, Dec. 4 ; — . Ship's Gap, 1864, Oct. 16. Shippensburg, 1863, June 24. Shipping Point, 1861, Dec. 9; 1862, Mar. 24, 28, Apr. 6, Sept. 30. Shirley's Ford, 1862, Sept. 20. Shorter Hill. Shreveport, 1864, Mar. 16, Apr. 7-9. Shuter's Hill. Sibley's Landing, 1862, Oct. 7; 1S63, Mar. 28. Sikeston, 1862, Feb. 28. Silver Creek, 1862, Jan. 8. SiMMSPORT, 1863, June 3, 4; 1864, Mar. 14. Simon's Bluff, 1862, June 21. Sinking Creek, 1862, Nov. 25. Sister's Ferry, 1864, Dec. 7 ; 1865, Jan. 30. Six-Mile Station, 1864, Aug. 18, 19. Skeet, 1863, Mar. 4. Skidaway Island, 1862, Mar. 25. Skipwith Landing, 1865, Jan. 8. Slate Creek, 1863, June II. Slater's Mills, and Slaterville, 1862, May 7, 9. Slaughtersville, and Slaughter's Mountain, 1862, Aug. 9, Sept. 3. Smith's Island, 1803, Aug. 3; 1865, Jan. 16. Smithfield, 1,^62, Mar. 6; 1863, Feb. 13, Sept. 15; 1864, Feb. I, Apr. 12, Aug. 26-28 ; IS65, Mar. 19; — . Smithi.and, 1861, Sept. 25 ; 1864, Jan. 21. Smithsburg, 1863, July 4. Smithville, 1862, June 18; 1865, Jan. 16. Smyrna, 1863, July 26. Snake Creek Gap, 1864, May 9, Oct. 15. Snicker's Ferry, and S. Gap, 1862, Oct. 13, 27, Nov. 2, 29; 1864, July 17-20, Aug. 13; — . Snowhill, 1863, Apr. 2. Snyder's Bluff, 1863, May 21. Social Circle, 1864, Nov. 18. Somerset, 1862, Jan. 19; 1863, Mar. 30, May 28. Somerville, 1862, May 7; 1863, Mar. 29. South Anna, 1863, June 28; 1864, May 19-26; — . South Fork, 1862, Nov. 9; 1864, Feb. 4, 13. South Mills, 1862, Apr. 15, 19, Sept. 4. South Mountain, 1862, Sept. 14; 1863, June 21 ; -. South Quay, and S. Shoal, 1863, Apr. 17, May 1, June 20. SouTHSiDE Railroad, — . Southwest Creek, and So. W. Mountain, 1862, Aug. 9, Dec. 13; —. Southwest Pass, 1861, Oct. II ; 1862, Jan. 23;—. Spanish Wells, and S. Fort, 1863, Mar. 13; 1865, Mar. 27, Apr. 8. Sparta, 1862, Apr. 19, Aug. 4; 1863, July 19, Nov. 26. Spoonvii.le, 1864, Apr. 2. Sporting Hill, 1863, June 28, 30. Spottsylvania, 1863, Apr. 30; 1864, Feb. 28, May 7-13, 18; —. Spring Hill, 1863, Mar. 5; 1864, Nov. 29. Springfield, 1861, Aug. 5, 10, Oct. 25; 1862, Feb. 12, 13; 1863, Jan. 7, 8, Mar. 4; 1864, Feb. 2 ; — . Stafford Court House, 1862, Apr. 2. Staley's Creek, 1864, Dec. 17. Stanford, 1862, Oct. 14 ; 1863, July 81. Stannardsville, 1864, Feb. 29. Statisborough, 1864, Dec. 4. Staunton, 1862, Apr. 26, May 9, June 21 ; 1864, June 6-10, 24, Sept. 26; 1865, Mar. 2 ; — . Steubenville, 1863, Apr. 28. Stevens, and S. Gap, 1862, Apr. 12; 1863, Sept. 8. Stevensburg, 1863, Nov. 8. Stevenson, 1862, Sept. 1; 1863, Aug. 30. Stewart's Creek, and S. Landing, 1862, Dec. 29, 30; 1864, Aug. 20. Stockton, 1862, Aug. 9. 678 BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, ETC. Stone Bridge, and River, 1861, July 21 ; 1862, Dec. 30, 31 ; ls63, Jan. 1, 2, 30, May 9; — . Stono River, and Lnlet, 1863, Dec. 25; — . Stone Mountain, 1864, Oct. 26. Stony Creek, and Point, 1862, Apr. 2 ; 1864, May .5, June 28, Dec. 1 ; — . Strascurg, 1862, Mar. 13, 27, May 21, June 2 ; 1863, Feb. 26, Apr. 22; 1864, Oct. 9, 12, 19; —. Straw Hill, 1863, Feb. 23. Strawberry Plains, 1864, Jan. 10-18, Feb. 20, Aug. 14. Sturgeon, 1862, Sept. 22. Suffolk, 1862, May 13, 18, Dec. 28; 1863, Jan. 30, Apr. 13-24, May If), 16, July 3. 1864, Mar. 10 ; — . Sugar Creek, 1862, Feb. 17, Mar. 6. Sugar Loaf Mountain, and S. Valley, 1864, May 13; 1862, Sept. 10; —. Sullivan's Island, — . Sulphur Springs, 1862, Aug. 23, 24; 1863, Nov. 8; 1864, Aug. 11. Summerset Knob. Summersville, Va., 1861, Aug. 10, 26, Sept. 10; 1862, July 24; 1863, Feb. 9, Nov. 15 ; 1864, Apr. 2. SuMMERViLLE, Mlss., 1862, Nov. 26; 1863, Dec. 21. SuMMERViLLE, Tenn., 1863, Dec. 25. Summit Point, 1864, Aug. 21. Sumter, 1865, Apr. 9. Surrey Court House, 1864, Sept. 24. Sutherland's Station,' 1865, Apr. 3. Sutton, 1862, Jan. 9, Sept. 23. SuwA^EE River, — . Swallow's Bluff, 1863, Sept. 13. Swanquarter, 1862, Nov. 1; 1863, Nov. 4. SwANSBORo', 1862, Aug. 13. Swift Creek. Sycamore Church, 1864, Sept. 16. Sykesville, 1863, June 29. Taii-kah-o-kuty Mountain, 1864, Aug. 7. Tallahatchie, 1862, Dec. 1 ; 1863, Mar. 13;—. Tampa Bay, 1862, June 30, Nov. 3; 1863, May 8, Oct. 16; —. Tanoipaho, 1864, Dec. 1. Tappahaxnock, 1863, Feb. 25, May 30. Tarboro', 1862, Nov. 4. Tarkeytown, 1864, Oct. 28. Taylor's Ford, and T. Ridge, and Bayou, and Creek, 1861, Nov. 10; 1862, Oct. 15; 1864, Feb. 23; 186,5, Mar. 16. Taylorsville, 1864, May 24. Tazewell, 1862, Aug. 5,6, 9; 1864, Jan. 26, May 7. Teche, 1863, Nov. 3. Tebb's Bend, 186.'i, July 4. Telford, (see Tilford.) Tenallytown, 1864, July 11-. Tennessee River, — . Tensas River, — . The Hatchie, — . The Wilderness, 1863, May 1-5; 1864, May 3-10; 1865, — . Thibodeaux, 1862, Oct. 28; 1863, June 23, 24. Thomas's Station, 1864, Nov. 28, Dec. 3. Thompson's Hill, and Station, 1863, Mar. 4, May 1. Thornton's Gap. Thoroughfare Gap, and Mountain, 1862, Apr. 2, Oct. 17, 30, Nov. 3 ; 1863, May 29, Sept. 22; . Three-Milk Station, 1864, Jan. 14. Tickfau 1863, May 10. Tiger Creek, 1864, Apr. 29. Tilford, 1863, Sept. 9. TiLTON, 1861, July; 1864, Oct. 12. TiPTOXsviLLE, 1864, Feb. 17. Todd's Tavern, 1864, May 7, 8. ToLANDA, 1863, Oct. 29. Tolopotomy, 1864, May 31. Tom Brook, 1864, Oct. 9. Tom Creek, 1866, Feb. 20. ToMBiGBEE River, — . Tompkinsville, 1862, July 7 ; 1863, Apr. 22. Toney's Creek. tortugas. Tracy City, 1S64, Jan. 20. Tranter's Creek, 1862, June 5. Trent River, 1863, July 6. Trenton, N. C, 1862, May 14. Trenton, Tenn., 1862, Aug. 7, Dec. 20; 1863, Jan. 30, Sept. 8. Trevillian, 1864, June 11, 12. Trinity, 1862, July 24. Triplett's Bridge, 1863, June 16. Triune, 1863, June 4, 9, 11 ; 1864, Sept, 3. Tullahoma, 1863, June 25, July 1, Oct. 23. Tunica Bend, 1864, June 15. TuNisviLLE, 1864, Jan. 14. Tunnel Hill, 1863, Nov. 23-25; 1864, Jan. 28, Feb. 8, 26, May 7 ; — . Tupelo, 1863, May 6 ; 1864, July 13. Turkey Bend, and T. Island, and T. Roost^ 1862, July 1, 20; 1864, May 6, Dec. 5. Tuscaloosa, 1865, Apr. 4. TuscoN, 1862, June 7. TuscuMBiA, 1862, Dec. 4, 13 ; 1863, Feb. 22, Apr. 24, Oct. 26. Tybee Island, 1S61,Nov. 24; — . U Union, and U. Church, 1862, June 8, Nov. 2. Union City, 1862, Mar. 30; 1864, Mar. 24. Union Mills, 1861, July 21; 1862, Aug. 20. BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, ETC, 679 Unionviilk, 1863, Mar. 7. Uppkrville, 1863, June 21, Sept. 25, Nov. 3; 186-1, Feb. 26. Upton's Hill, 1861, Sept. 28, Oct. 12. Urbana, 1861, Nov. ; 1802, Apr. 14, Nov. 26. Valykrdk, 1862, Feb. 21. Van Buren, 1862, Oct. 22, Dec. 28 ; 1863, Jan. 28. Vandalia, 1863, Aug. 31. Vaughan Road, 1865, Mar. 29, 31. Vaugiit's Hill, 1863, Mar. 20. Venice, 1863, July 13. Venus Point, 1s62, Feb. 16. Vermillionville, 1863, Apr. 17, Oct. 4, 8, 9, 21, Nov. 20. Vernon, 1863, July 11. Verona, 1864, Dec. 25. Versailles, 1862, Sept. 2, Oct. 11. VicKSBiiRG, 1862, May 12, June 26-29, July 1-22, Dec. 27-Jan. 2, 1863 ; 1863, Jan. 20, 22, Feb. 18, Mar. 25, Apr. 16, May 12-27, June 1- July 4 ; — . ViDALiA, 1863, Sept. 15; 1864, Feb. 7 Vienna, 1861, June 17, Nov. 26, Dec. 3 ; 1863, July 11. Village Creek, 1862, June 12, 27. Violet Station. W. Waciiita, 1863, Feb. 10. Waddell Farm, 1862, June 12. Wade's Point, 1863, July 5. Waldron, 1864, Jan. 29. Walker's Ford, 1863, Dec. 2. Walkertown, 1863, June 4; 1864, Mar. 1. W ALLEN Creek, 1862, Nov. 19. Walnut Creek, and W. Hills, 1863, May 21 ; 1864, Nov. 19. Wapping Heights, (see Manassas,) 1863, July 24. Wardensville, 18«2, May 20, 29. Ware's Bottom Church. Warm Springs. Warrensburg, 1861, Nov. 18; 1862, Mar. 26, 28, Dec. 11. Warrenton, Miss., 1863, Mar. 21-27, May 7. Warrenton, Va.. 1862, Apr. 1, July 29, Aug. • 23, Sept. 26, 28, Oct. 24, Nov. 5-20, Dec. 1 ; 1863, Feb. 1, May 3, 14, Oct. 21, 31 ; 1864, Feb. 22; — . Warrington, 1861, Nov. 22,23; 1862, Jan. I.- Warsaw, 1861, Sept. 24, Oct. 16, Nov. 19; 1832, Feb. 16. Warsaw Sound, 1863, June 17; — . Wartrace, 1863, June 25. Warwick, and W. River, 1861, Nov. 22; 1862, Apr. 16; 1863, June 5; — . Wash Channel, 1863, Jan. 19. Washington, D. C, 1864, July 11, 12. Washington, La., 1863, May 4. Washington, N. C, 1862, Mar. 21, May 9, Sept. 6; 1863, Mar. 30, Apr. 5, 15, Nov. 1, 28, Dec. 31 ; — . Washington, 0., 1863, July 24. Washita River, — . Wassau, — . Watauga, 1861, Nov. 10; 1862, Dec, Water Lick Creek, 1866, Feb. 15. Waterford, 1862, Mar. 8, Aug. 27. Waterloo Bridge, 1862, Aug. 24. Waterproof, 1864, Feb. 14. Watervalley, 1862, Dec. 4. Watson's Ford, 1863, Dec. 2. Watt's Creek, 1862, Apr. 1. Wauhatchie, 1863, Oct. 29 ; — . Waverley, 1862, Oct. 23 ; 1863, Apr. 10. Wayne Court House, 1861, Aug. 2.5, 27; 1864, Feb. 14, Apr. 14. Waynesboro', 1864, Nov. 27, Dec. 4; 1865, Mar. 3. Waynesville, 1863, Nov. 2. Webb's Cross Roads. Weber Falls, 1863, Apr. 24. Weldon, and W. Road, 1864, June 22, 23, Aug, 21, 23; — . West Bay, 1863, Dec. 11, 19; 1864, Feb. 17. West Branch, 1863, Apr. 19. West Gulf, — . West Liberty, 1861, Oct. 23. West Licking River, 1862, Sept. 11. West Point, 1862, May 7; 1863, June 24; 1864, Feb. 20, 21, Aug. 14, 15; 1865, Apr. 16; — . Westminster, 1862, Sept. 11; 1863, June 29; 1864, July 9. Westport, 1863, June 17; 1864, Oct. 23. Wet Glaze, 1861, Oct. 13. Wheatland, 1862, Mar. 8. WlIEDON. Wheeling, 1861, May. Whip-poor-will Bridge, 1861, Dec. 4, Whippy Swamp, 1865, Feb. 2. Whitaker's Mill, 1863, Oct. 11. White House, 1862, May 10, June 27 ; 1863, Jan. 8, May 7, July 9; 1864, June 20, 24; — . White Oak Creek, Bridge, Road, and Swamp, 1862, June 28, 30, July 1, Aug. 19; 1863, Aug. 5; 1865, Mar. 31. White Plains, 1863, Sept. 16. White Point, 1864, July 2 White River, 1862, May 22, June 17, Aug. 4; 1863, Dec. 9 ; 1864, Apr. 1, June 22, 24, Sept. 4, 14; — . White Stone Hill, 1863, Sept. 3, 5. White Sulphur Springs, 1863, Aug. 26, 30. White Tavern, 1864, Aug. 16. 680 BATTLES, ENGAGEMENTS, COLLISIONS, ETC. White's Ford, 1862, Oct. 12. Whitehall, 1862, Dec. 16. Whitemarsh Island, 1862, Apr. 9. Wigginston's Mills, 1863, Feb. 5. Wilcox's Landing, 1864, June 13 ; — . Wild Cat, 1801, Oct. 21. Wilderness, 1803, May 1-6; 1S64, May 3-10; 1865; — . Wilkinson's Pike, 1864, Dec. 7. William's Bridge, 1862, June 27. Williamsburg, 1862, May 5, 6, July 11, Sept. 9, Nov. 10;1863, Feb.7, Apr. 12,July'7,13, 14;—. Williamsport, 1861, June 1, July 2, Dec. 8; 1802, Mar. 13, May 26, July 4, Aug. 11 ; 1863, July 6, 13, 14, Dec. 29 ; 1864, Jan. 28 ; — . Williamstown, 1862, Nov. 2 ; 1863, July 13. Willis' Church. Willoughby Point, 1862, May 10. Wilmington, and Island, and River, 1861, Dec. 5; 1862, Mar. 25, Apr. 16; 1865, Jan. 20-22, Feb. 11-22; — . Wilson's Crkek, 1861, Aug. 10 ; 1863, June 13. Wilson's Farm, and Mill, 1861, Sept. 27. Winchester, Ky., 1863, Feb. 23, July 30. Winchester, Va., 1861, July 21 ; 1862, Mar. 12, 23, May 25, Sept. 3, Nov. 24, Dec. 4, 23; 1863, May 19, June 14, Oct. 13; 1864. Jan. 6, July 3, 18-24, Sept. 1.3, 19; — . Windsor, 1864, Jan. 29. WiNFiELD, 1861, Oct. 12; 1864, Oct. 26. WiNSBURG, 1863, Mar. 29. Winston's Gap, 1863, Sept. 8. Winton, 1862, Feb. 20. Wireman's Shoals, 1862, Dec. 14. Wise's Ford, and Fork, 1865, Mar. 9, 10. Wolf River Bridge, 1863, Jan. 11, Dec. 2, 5. WOLFTOWN, 1862, Aug. 7. Wood's Fork, 1862, Jan. 11, WOODBRIDGE HiLL. Woodburn, 1863, Feb. 26, May 12. Woodbury, 1861, Oct. 29 ; 1863, Jan. 26, Apr. 2, May 26. WooDSONViLLE, 1861, Dcc. 17; 1862, Dec. 14. Woodstock, 1862, Apr. 1. WooDviLLE, 1862, Oct. 21; 1S68, Aug. 9; 1864^ Oct. 8. Worthington, 1861, Sept. 2. Wrightsville, 1863, June 27-29. Wtatt's, 1863, Oct. 13. Wttheville, 1863, July 18, 24; 1864, May 10^ Dec. 14, 16 ; 1865, Mar. 14. Yazoo City, and Pass, 1863, Feb. 20, May 13,. 24, July 13; 1864, Feb. 5, 9, 28, Mar. 5, 6, Apr. 23, May 10; - . Yellow Bayou, Y. Bluff, Y. Creek, and Y. Tavern, 1862, Aug. 13; 1864, May 11, 18. Yellow Medicine River, 1862, Sept. 23. Yellville, 1862, Nov. 30. York, Pa., 1863, June 27, 30. York River, — . Yorktown, 1862, Apr. 5, 11, 16, 18, 24, 26,, May 4 ; — . Young Squirrel Church. Young's Cross Roads, and Mills, 1862, Apr. 7,, July 26. Young's Island, 1865, Feb. 1. Zollicoffer's Heights, 1863, Oct. 11. ZuNi, 1862, Nov. 25, Dec. 12. LIST OF THE PUBLIC VESSELS 10 WHICH THE NAVAL AND SIMILAR ANECDOTES IN THIS WORK RELATE. A. A. Houghton, A. C. Powell, A. 0. Tyler, Abraham, Acacia, Adela, Adirondack, Adolph Hugel, Agamenticus, Agawam, Aiken, Alabama, Albatross, Albemarle, Alert, Alexandria, Alfred Robb, Algonquin, Alice Dean, Alleghany, Amanda, America, Ammonoosuc, Anacostia, Anderson, Anna, Annie, Antietam, Antona, Arago, Arapoho, Argosy, Ariel, Aries, Arizona, Arkansas, Arletta, Aroostook, Arthur, Ascutney, Ashuelot, Atlanta, Atlantic, Augusta, iiUGUSTA DiNSMORE. B. Bainbridge, Baltic, Baltimore, Banshee, Baron de Kalb, Barrataria, Bat, Beauregard, Belvidere, Ben Deford, Ben Morgan, Benton, Bermuda, Bienville, Blackbird, Black Hawk, Bloomer, Boino, Bombshell, Boston, Brandywine, Braziliera, Brilliant, Britannia, Brooklyn. C. P. Williams, Cahawba, Cairo, Caleb Cushinq, Calhoun, Calypso, Camanche, Cambridge, Camellia, Canada, Canandaigua, Canonicus, Carmita, Carnation, Carondelet, Casco, Catawba, Catskill, Cayuga, Courier, Ceres, Covington, Champion, Cowslip, Charles Phelps, Cricket, Charlotte, Crocus, Chattanooga, Crusader, Chenango, Cumberland, Chickasaw, Curlew, Chicopee, Currituck, Chicora, Cyane. Chillicothe, Chimo, D. Chippewa, Dacotah, Choctaw, Daffodil, Chocura, Dahlia, Chotank, Dai-Ching, Cimmarron, Daisy, Cincinnati, Dale, Circassian, Dan, Clara Dolsen, Dan Smith, Clifton, Dandelion, Clover, Darlington, Clyde, Dart, Cceur de Lion, Dawn, Cohasset, Daylight, Cohoes, Decatur, Colorado, Delaware, Columbia, De Soto, Columbine, Diana, Commodore, Dictator, Commodore Barney, Dolphin, Commodore Hull, Don, Commodore Jones, Dragon, Commodore McDonough Dunderberg. Commodore Morris, Commodore Perry, E. Commodore Read, E. B. Hale, CONEMAUGH, Eastport, Conestoga, Ella, Congress, Ellen, Connecticut, Ellis, Constellation, Emma, Constitution, Empire City, CONTOOCOOK, EOLUS, CORWIN, Era, Corypheus, Essex, 682 LIST OF PUBLIC VESSELS. estrella, Ethan Allen, Etlah, Eugenie, Eureka, EUTAW, Exchange. F. Fahkees, Fair Play, Falmouth, Fanny, Farallones, Fawn, Fear Not, Fern, Fernandina, Flag, Flambeau, Florida, Forest Rose, Fort Donelson, Fort Henry, Fort Hindman, Fort Jackson, Fort Morgan, Fox, Franklin, Fhedonia, Fuchsia, Fulton. G. Grand Duke, Grand Gulf, Granite, Granite City, Great Western, Guerriere. H. Harriet Lane, Hartford, Harvest Moon, Hassala, Hastings, Hatteras, Heliotrope, Hendrik Hudson, Henrietta, Henry Andrew, Henry Drinker, Henry Clay, Henry James, Hetzel, Hibiscus, Highlander, Hollyhock, Home, Homer, Honduras, Honeysucklb, Hope, Horace Deals, Houqua, Housatonic, Hunchback, G. L. Brockenborough, Huntsville, G. W. Dlunt. Huron, Galatea, Huzzar, Galena, Hyacinth, Gem op the Sea, Hydrangea. Gemsdok, General Bragg, I. General Howard, I. N. Seymoue, General Lyon, Ida, General Pillow, Idaho, General Putnam, Illinois, General Sterling Independence, Genesee, [Price, Indianola. George Mangham, Ino, George Peabody, Geranium, Germantown, Gertrude, Gettysburg, Glaucus, Glide, Gordon, Governor, Ion, Iosco, Iris, Iron Age, Iroquois, Isaac Smith, Isabel, Island Belle, Itusca, Governor Buckingham, Ivy, IziLDA. J. J. C. KUHN, J. S. Macomb, Jacob Bell, James Adger, James L. Davis, James S. Chambers, Jamestown, Jasmine, Java, Jeff. Davis, John Adams, John Griffith, John Hancock, John L. Lockwood, John P. Jackson, Jonquil, Josiah Bell, Judah, Judge Torrence, Julia, Juliet, Juniata, Juniper. K. Kaka, Kanawha, Kansas, Katahdin, Kawanee, Kearsarge, Kennebec, Khnsington, Kentucky, Kenwood, Keokuk, Keosauqua, Kewanee, Kkwaydin, Key West, Keystone State, KiCKAPOO, Kineo, King Philip, Kingfisher, Kinsman, Kittatinny, Klamath, Kosciusco, Kuhn. L. Lackawanna, Ladona, Lafayette. Lancaster, Larkspur, Laurel, Lehigh, Lenapee, Leslie, Leviathan, Lewis Cass, Lexington, Lilac, Lillian, Lily, Linden, Lioness, Little Ada, Little Rebel, Lockwood, LODONA, Louisiana, Louisville, Lupin. M. M. J. Carlton, Macedonian,'' Mackinaw, Madawaska, Madgie, Magnolia, Mahaska, Mahopac, Manayunk, Manhattan, Manitto, Maple Leaf, Maratanza, Marblehead, Marcella, Maria A. Wood, Marietta, Marigold, Mariner, Marion, Marmora, Mary Sanford, Massachusetts, Massasoit, Mattabesett, Matthew Vassab, Maumee, McClellan, Memphis, Mendota, Mercedita, Mercury, Merrimac, Metacomet, Miami, LIST OF PUBLIC VESSELS, 683 MlANTONOMAH, Michigan, Midnight, Mignonette, Milwaukee, MiNGOE, Minnesota, Mississippi, Mistletoe, Mobile, MODUC, Mohawk, Mohican, Mohongo, Molly Martin, monadnock, Monarch, Mondamin, Monitor, Monocact, Monongahela, Montauk. Monterey, Montgomery, Monticello, Moose, Morning Light, Morse, Mosholu, Mound City, Mount Vernon, IIOUNT WaSHINGTOK MnscooTA, Myrtle, Mystic. N. Xahant, Xansemond, Nantucket, Napa, Narcissus, Narragansett, Nashville, National Guab* Naumkeag, Nausett, Nemaha, Neosho, Neptune, Nereus, Neshamint, Nettle, New Era, New Ironsides, New London, New National, New Orleans, New York, Newbern, Niagara, Nightingale, Nipiion, Nipsic, NiTA, Norfolk Packet, North Carolina, Norwich, Nyack, Nyanza. O. 0. M. Pettit, octorara, Ohio, Oleander, Oliver H. Lee, Oneida, Oneota, OvnvnAgA Ontario, Onward, Orvetti, Osage, Osceola, OSSIPEE, Otsego, Ottawa, OuACHITAi, OwASCO, Ozark. Pacific, Pampero, Panola, Pansy, Para, Passaconawai;, Passaic, Patapsco, Patroon, Paul Jones, Paw Paw, Pawnee, Pawtuxet, Peerless, Pembina, Pembroke, Penguin, Pennsylvania, Penobscot, Pensacola, Peoria, Pequot, Periwinkle, Perry, Peterhoff, Petrel, Philadelphia, PiNOLA, PiNTA, PiSCATAQUA, Pittsburg, Planter, Plymouth, Pocahontas, Pompanoosuc, PONTIAC, pontoosuc, Poppy, Port Royal, Portsmouth, Potomac, potomska, Powhatan, Prairie Bird, Preble, fRIMROSE, Princess Royal, Princeton, Proteus, Pulaski, Puritan, Pursuit, Pushmataha. Q. Quaker City, Queen, Queen City, Queen of the West, Quinsigamond. R. R. B. Forbes, R. R. Cuyler, Racer, Rachel Seaman, Raritan, Rattler, Red Rover, Reindeer, Release, Reliance, Relief, Remington, Renshaw, Republic, Rescue, Resolute, Restless, Retribution, Rettimar, Rhode Island, Richmond, River Queen, Roanoke, Robert McLelland, Rocket, Roebuck, Roman, Romeo, Rosalie, Royal Yacht. S. R. Spauldino, Sabine, Sachem, Saco, Sacramento, Sagamore, Saginaw, Saint Clair, Saint Lawrence, Saint Louis, Saint Mary's, Sam Houston, Samson, Samuel Rotan, San Jacinto, Sandusky, Sangamon, Santee, Santiago de Citbi, Sarah Bruen, Saranac, Saratoga, Sassacus, Satellite, Saugus, Savannah, SCIOTA, Sea Bird, Sea Foam, Sebago, Seminole, Seneca, Shakamaxon, ■ Shamokin, Shamrock, Shark, Shawm UT, Shawnee, Shawseen, Shenandoah, Shepherd Knapp, Shiloh, Shokokon, Sidney C. Jones, Signal. 684 LIST OF PUBLIC VESSELS. "Silver Cloud, Tacony, V. Weehawken, SiLTKR Lake, Tahgayuta, Valley City, We-no-shepokes-slow, Blidell, Tahoma, Valparaiso, West Point, T?MiTH Briggs, Tallahoma, Vandalia, Western World, '(Snowdrop, Tallapoosa, Vanderbilt, Westfield, Somerset, Tawah, Varuna, Whitehall, SONOMA, Teaser, Vermont, Whitehead, 50PHR0NIA, Tecumseh, ViCKSBURG, Wilderness, South Carolina, Tennessee, Victoria, William Bacon, "SOUTHFIELD, Tensas, Victory, William Badger, Sovereign, Thistle, ViNCENNES, William G. Anderson, Spirea, Thomas Colter, Violet, William H. Webb, Springfield, Thomas Freeborn, Virginia, WiLLIAMETTE, Squando, TiCONDEROGA, Vixen. Winnebago, Star, Time, Winnipeg, Star of the South, Tioga, W. Winona, Star of the West, Tippecanoe, W. G. Putnam, WiNOOSKI, Stars and Stripes, TONAWANDA, W. H. Brown, WiSSAHICKON, State of Georgia, Trefoil, W. W. Coit, Wyalusing, Stepping Stones, Tristram Shandt, Wabash, Wyandank, Stettin, Tritonia, Wachusett, Wyandotte, Stonewall, TUSCARORA, Wamponoag, Wyoming. Sultana, TUSCUMBIA, Wamsutta, Sumter, Two Sisters, Wanaloset, Y. Suncook, Tyler. Wanderer, Yankee, Sunflower, Wando, Yantic, Supply, U. Wapping Heights, Yazoo, Susquehanna, Umpqua, Warren, York, SUWANEE, Unadilla, Washington, Young America, Sweet Brier, Uncas, Wassuc, Young Rover, Switzerland. Uncle Ben, Watauge, Yuma. Underwriter, Water Witch, T. Union, Wateree, Z. T. A. Ward, United States. Waxsaw, ZOUATS. NAMES OF THE CHIEF LAND AND NAVAL OFFICERS, NORTH AJSTD SOUTH, UNDER WHOSE COMMAND, OR IN WHOSE DEPARTMENTS, THE ANECDOTICAL INCI- DENTS, Ac, HERE GIVEN, OCCURRED. A. Bartlett, Bradley, Canby, Abbott, Barton, Bragg, Carleton, Abercrombie, Bartow, Braine, Carlin, Adams, Bassett, Branch, Care, Albright, Bate, Brannon, Carrington, Alden, Bates, Brasher, Carroll, Allen, Battle, Brattan, Carson, Almy, Baxter, Brayman, Carter, Alvord, Bayard, Breckinridge, Case, Ames, Beal, Breese, Casement, Ammen, Beatty, Brewster, Casey, Anderson, Beaumont, Brice, Chalmers, Andrews, Beauregard, Briggs, Chamberlaim. Archer, Beaver, Brisbin, Chambers, Armistead, Beckwith, Brook, Chambliss, Armstrong, Bee, Brooks, Champlin, Arnold, Belknap, Broome, Chapin, Asboth, Bell, Brown, Chapman, Atchison, Benham, Bryan, Chauncey, Atkins, Bennett, Bryant, Cheatham, Augur, Benning, Bryson, Chetlain, Ablick, Benton, Buchanan, Christ, AVERELL, Berrien, Buckingham, Chrysler, Ayres. Berry, Buckland, Churchill, Beveridge, BUCKNER, Clanter, B. Biddle, BUEL, Clanton, Bailey, Bidwell, BUFORD, Clark, Baily, Birge, BULLIN, Clary, Baird, BiRNEY, BURBRIDGE, Clay, Baker, Bissell, Burns, Clayton, Balch, Blackman, BURNSIDE, Cleburne, Baldwin, Blair, Burr, Clingman, Ball, Blake, BCSSEY, Clitz, Ballier, Bankhead, Blenker, Blunt, Busteed, Butler, Cluseret, Cobb, Banks, Barlow, Barnard, Barnes, Barnett, Barnum, Barron, Barry, BOARMAN, Boggs, Bohlen, Boss, BOWEN, Bowers, Bowl, Boyle, Butterfield. o, Cabell, Cadwallader, Caldwell, Cameron, Campbell, Cochrane, Cocke, Cockerill, Cogswell, Cohen, Coleman, Colgrave, COLHOUN, •686 NAMES OF GENERALS AND NAVAL COMMANDERS. Collier, Dennis, Fearing, GODON, Collins, Denvir, Febiger, Goldsborough, COLLIS, Detrobriand, Fendall, Gooding, COLOOCOREOSIS, Devens, Ferguson, Gordon, - ■Colston, Devink, Ferrero, Gorman, COMMAGER, DiVEN, Ferry, Govan, COMJSTOCK, Dix, Fessenden, Graham, Connor, Dodge, Field, Granbury, CONOVER, Donaldson, FiNNEGAN, Granger, Cook, Doolittle, Fisk, Grant, COOKE, DORNIN, Fitch, Grayson, Cooper, Dorublezer, Floyd, Greene, OOPKLAND, Dodbleday, Fontane, Greer, ■CORBIN, Dove, FOOTE, Gregg, Corby, Dow, Force, Gregory, Corcoran, DOWNES, Ford, Gresham, Corse, Drake, Forrest, Grierson, Couch, Draper, Forsyth, Griffin, Coulter, Drayton, Foster, Grose, COWDIN, Dressy, Frailey, Grover, €ox. Dudley, Franklin, Guest, Crabbe, DUFFIE, Fremont, GWYN. Craft, Duffield, French, ■Craig, Duke, Fronen, H. Craven, Dumont, Frost, Hackelman, Crawford, Duncan, Fry, Haggerty, Ckkigiiton, DUNNOVAN, Fuller, Hagood, Crittenden, Ddpont, FURGUSON. Hall, Crocker, Duryee, Halleck, Crofton, Duval, G. Hamblin, Crook, Dwight. Gaines, Hamilton, Crosby, Gamble, Hamlin, Croxton, E. Gansevoort, Hammond, CllUFT, Eagan, Gantt, Hampton, CULLUM, Eagle, Gardner, Hancock, CUMMING, Early, Garfield, Handy, Curtin, Easton, Garnett, Hardee, €URTIS, Eaton, Garrard, Hardie, CUSHISG, Edwards Gartrell, Hardin, CUSTAR, Ekin, Gary, Barker, Cutler. Ellet, Geary, Harland, Elliott, Gersham, Harney, D. Ellsworth, Getty, Harrell, Daggett, Elzey, Gholson, Harris, Dahlgren, Emmons, Gibbon, Harrison, Dana, Emory, Gibes, Harrow, LaVENPORT, Engle, Gibson, Hart, Davidson Eustis, Gilbert, Hartranft, Davies, Evans, GiLLEM, Hartsuff, Davis, Ewell, Gillespie, Hartwell, Davtron, EWINQ. GiLLIS, Harwood, Dearing, Gillmore, Hascall, Deas, F. Gist, Haskin, Debray, Fagan, Glasgow, Hatch, De Camp, Fairfax, Glasson, Haupt, De Courcey, Farnsworth, Glendy, Hawkins, Deitzler, Farragut, Glisson, Hawley, Denison, Farran, Glynn, Hayes, NAMES OF GENERALS AND NAVAL C M JI A N D E R S . Haywood, Jameson, Lippincott, McGlNNIS, Hazard, Jamesson, LiTTELL, McGowan, Hazen, Jarvis, Lockwood, McIntosh, Heath, J'ENKINS, Logan, McKean, Hebb, Johnson, LOMAX, McKenzie, Hebert, Johnston, Long, McKlBBEN, Heckman, Jones, Longstreet, McKlNSTRY, Heintzelman, Jourdan, LORING, McLAUGHLOr. Henderson, Judah. LOTE, McLaws, Henry, LOVELL, McLean, Herbert, K. LoWE, McMillan, Herron, Kjemerling, Lowell, McMullen, Heth, Kane, Lowndes, McNeil, Higgen, Kautz, Lucas, McPherson, Hill, Kearny, Ludlow, McRae, Hindman, Keifer, Lynch, Meade, Hinks, Keim, Lyon, Meagher, Hitchcock, Kelley, Lytle. Meigs, HOBART, Kemper, Mercer, HOBSON, Kenly, M. Meredith, Hodge, Kershaw, Macey, Merrill, HOFF, Ketchum, Madill, Merritt, HOFFAN, Keyes, Macomb, Mervine, Hoffman, KiLPATRICK, Maffitt, Middleton, Hoke, Kilty, Maggi, Miles, HOLLINS, Kimball, Magruder, Miller, Holmes, King, Mahone, Milligan, HOLTZELAW, Kingsbury, Maltby, Milroy, Hooi., KiNTZING, Maney, MiSSROON, Hooker, KiRBY, Manigalt, MiTCHEL, Hopkins, Kirk, Mansfield, Mitchell, Horn, KiRKLAND, Manson, MiTCHIE, IIOVET, KlTCHlNG, Marchand, Molineux, Howard, Knipe, Marcy, MONIGEL, Howe, Koltes, Marin, Monroe, Howell, Krzyzanowski. Marmaduke, Montgomery,, Hubbard, Martindale, Moody, HCGER, L. Marshall, Moore, Hughes, Lander Marston, MORELL, Hull, Lane, Mason, Morgan, Hume, Lanier, Matthias, Morris, Humphreys, Laman, Maury, Morse, Hunt, Lardner, Maxcy, Morton, Hunter, Latimer, McAllister, Mosey, HUNTON, Lauman, McArthur, Mott, Hurlbut. Latellette, McBride, Mouton, Lawler, McCall, Mower, I. Ledlie, McCauley, Mulford, Imboden, Lee, McCausland, Mullant, Ingalls, Leggett, McClellan, MuLLIGAir, Ingraham, Leroy, McClernand, Murray, Inman, Lewis, McCluney, Myers. Innes, Liddell, McCook, IVERSON. Lightburn, McCraig, N. Lincoln, McCrellis, Naglee, J. Linch, McCuLLOCH, Negley, Jaokman, Littlefield, MCDOUGALL, Neill, Jackson, Livingstone, McDowell, Nelson. 68T 688 NAMES OF GENERALS AND NAVAL C0MMA;NDERS Newcomb, Newton, Nicholas, Nichols, Nicholson, NiCKERSON o Ogden, Oglesby, Oliver, Opdyke, Ord, Orme,. OSBAND, Osterhaus, Owens. P. Paine, Palmer, Pardee, Parker, Parkes, Parrott, Parsons, Patrick, Patterson, ; Patton, Paul, Paulding, Paxton, Payne, Peabody, Pearce, Pearson, Peck, Peerce, Pegram, p emberton, Pender, Pendergrast, Pennock, Pennypacker, Penrose, Pering, Perry, Pettigrew, Phelps, Phillips, Piatt, Pickering, Pierce, Pike, Pile, Pillow, Pitcher, Plaisted, Pleasanton, Plummbr, POE, Polk, Poor, Pope, Porter, Potter, Potts, Powell, Pratt, Preble, Prentiss, Preston, Price, Prince, Pritchard, Pryor, Purviance, Putnam, Pyle. Quantrill, QUARLES, QUINBY. R. Radford, Rains, Ramsay, Ransom, Raum, Rawlings, Read, Reed, Reid, Reilly, Reno, Revere, Reynolds, Rhind, Rhoddy, Rhodes, Rice, Richardson, RiCKETTS, RiDGELET, Ring, Ringgold Ripley, Ritchie, Rives, ROBBINS, Roberts, Robertson, Robinson, RODGERS, Rodman, Rolando, ronckendoeff, Rosecrans, Ross, Rosseau, ROSSER, Rowan, Rowley, RUCKER, Rudd, Ruger, RUNYON, Russell, Rust. S. Salomon, Salsmon, Salter, Sanborn, Sanders, Sanford, Sargeant, Sartori, Satterlee, Saunders, Saxton, Scammon, Schemmelfenning, Schenck, schermerhorn, SCHOEPF, schofield, Scriber, SCHURZ, ScOTT, SCRIVER, Sears, Sedgwick, Selfridge, Semmes, Seward, Seymour, Shackelford, Shaler, Shanks, Sharp, Shaw, Shelby, Shepard, Shepley, Sheridan, Sherman, Sherwood, Shields, Shir AS, Shirley, Shubrick, Shufeldt, Shunk, Shuttleworth, Sibley, Sickles, SiGEL, SiGFRIED, Sill, Simonds, Singleton, Slack, Slaughter, Slemmer, Sloat, Slocum, Slough, Smith, Smyth, SORRELL, Spears, Spicer, Spinola, Spotts, Sprague, Stock, Stahel, Stanley, Stannard, Starkweatheb, Stedman, Steedman, Steele, Stein, Steinwehr, Stellwagen, Stembel, Stemmen, Stevens, Stephenson, Stewart, Stiles, Stolbradd, Stone, Stoneman, Storer, Stoughton, Stovall, Strahl, Stralbrand, Stribling, Stringham, Strong, Strophel, Stuart, Sturgis, Sullivan, Sully, NAMES OP GENERALS AND NAVAL COMMANDERS 689 Sumner, Trobriand, w. Whipple, Swain, True, Wade, White, SWAYNE, Tucker, Wadsworth, Whiting, SWARTWOUT, TURCHIN, Wagner, Whittaker, Sweeny, Turner, Wainwright, WiGFALL, Sweet, Tuttle, Walcutt, Wilde, Sykes. Twiggs, Walke, Wilkes, Tyler, Walker, Wilcox, T. Tyndale. Wallace, Williams, Taliaferro, Wallen, Williamson, Tatnall, U. Walthall, WiLLICH, Taylor, Ulhman, Ward, WiNSLOW, Tebbetts, Underwood. Warner, Winthrop, Terrill, Washburne, Wistar, Terry, V. Warren, WOHER, Thatcher, Van Alen, Weaver, Wolcot, Thayer, Van Brunt, Webb, Wood, Thomas, Van Cleve, Weber, Woodbury, Thompson, Van Dorn, Webster, Woodhull, Thurston, Van Vleit, Weed, Woods, TlBBITTS, Van Wyck, Weisigner, WOODWORTH, TiDBALL, Vanderver, Weitzel, Wool, TiLGHMAN, Vaughn, Welles, WORDEN, TlLLSON^, Veatch, Wells, Wright, Tilton, ViELE, Welsh, Wyman. Thompkins, ViLLEPIGUE, Werden, Toombs, Vincent, Wessells, T. Torbert, Vinton, West, Young. Tower, VOGDES, Wharton, TOWNSEND, Von Steinwehb, Wheaton, Z. Tracy, VORIS. Wheeler, ZOLLICOFFER, Tkenchard, Wheelock, Zoos. IISJ-DEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES, INCIDENTS, ETC. Those in Italics relate to Woman's Record in the Scenes and Events of the "War. A. PASE. A " Long " Portrait 146 A Pass that would'nt Pass 434 Abe and Andy 422 Absence of Col. J. from C't M.,— and Why, 436 Accidents will Happen 61 Accommodating himself to Circumstances ... 1 52 Admiral Farragut, Tete-a-Tete with 390 Admiral Farragut's Final Answer to the Emis- saries of Treason 354 Admiral Farragut's Gallantry to Miss Victor. Sl^ " Foote — Farewell Scene 378 " Foote's Terms to Gen. Tilghman ,.367 " Porter's Big Scare 361 Advantage qf Military Firmness 439 Advice from the Disbanded Volunteer 33 Advised to Stick to his Business. . 46 Affecting Appeal to a Union Commissary 473 Affecting Mementoes of Gettysburg 627 Afraid of the Girl's Eye ! 26 After the Firing on Old Sumter 176 Agreeable Inducements to Travelers 462 Agreeable Reciprocity of Union Sentiment.... 5GG Ah, Mother, Mother ! I knew you would come 1.534 Ahead of his Troops 346 " Aint no business wid a gun," 490 Alabama and Kearsarge, Combat between. , ,365 Alabama Planter and the Anti-Slavery Lead- ers together 37 Albemarle Ram, Sinking the 371 PAOB. Alas ! the Poor Soldier 608 Albert, the Drummer Boy of the Mass. 23d.. 267 All a Mother Can Do 161 All for her Lover 577 All for Nothing 614 All for the Whiskey 479 All through a Mistake 298 American Soldiers Then and Now 142 Ammunition sent by the Enemy Just in Time. 5 II Amours and Fancies of the Camp 536 " of a New Orleans Judge 552 An Hibernian's Tustle with a Miss. " Tiger ".333 An Honor to her Sex 473 " And a little child shall lead them." 587 " And the brother shall deliver up the brother to death" 59 Anderson and his brave little Company leav- ing Fort Sumter 254 Andrew Jackson's Famous "Union" Toast.. .23 Andy Johnson and the Clerical Secessionist — 89 " " 's (Gov.) Supplement to one of Lorenzo Dow's Stories 48 Anglo-African Daughter of the Regiment 1 93 Anna Manley, the Baltimore Heroine 528 Annie Lillybridge and Lieutenant W. 621 Another Cassabianca 373 " of tlie Uncle Toms 104 Answering the Secretary and the General. ... 647 Anxious for a Trade 468 Note. — It has been made a point to present, in this Index, the names of uoieA. persons a.rA places as fully as possi- ble in the headings, in order to facilitate the reader's reference, through that means, to anecdotes pertaining to partic- ular scenes and their actors. In the nature of the case, however, this mode of specific designation was practicable only to a very limited extent, without enlarging the list almost indefinitely ; and, therefore, the names of the multitude of localities, commanders, divisions, corps, regiments, vessels, etc., to which these anecdotes relate, are, in the great majority of instances, to be found embodied in the reading matter itself, rather than in the indexed titles or textvial captions. It may also be remarked, that nearly five-sixths of the anecdotes which came under notice in ths preparation of this work, were rejected as rvorthless for preservation ; only the best were retaiued, — thus enabling the volxune to appear in convenient size and handsome and readable type. 43 692 INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS, Appeal for a Furlough — with an Appendage. . .435 Application of the term " Contraband " by Gen. Butler 102 Appointment of Bumside as a Cadet 565 " of Mrs. Reynolds as a Major in the Army ^ . 268 Arkansas, Front-Door Confabulations in. ,43 Armstrong, the Rebel Dominie, before Gen'l Butler 145 Army Matrimonial Advertisements— Hint to Romantic Young Ladies .575 Arrest of Joe Guild by Col. Myers 64 " of one of Gen. Grant's Aids by a Col- ored Guard 429 As good as a Captured Gun .343 Astonishing Ignorance on board a Gunboat. .391 Atlanta Young Lady, Conversation luith an... 607 Attending to Business in Regular Order 643 Aunt Charlotte, the old Cook at Newbern. 507 Availing himself of a Joke 53 Backing the Commander-in-Chief 150 Bad Atmosphere for a Patriot's Lungs .140 " for the Cow .46 " Habit amongst Mules 453 Badge of Treason in a New York Ball Room .111 Bailey's Dam for saving the Miss. Squadron.. 376 Baker, Ellsworth, Lyon — a Brave Trio 520 Balance of Power Maintained between Tur- keys and Chickens 475 Baltimore Heroine — Anna Manley 528 Baltimore Unconquerahles , Examin'g one ofthe.135 Bankhead (Com.), Expensive Joke on, by a Southern Dame „384 Banking Operations of Gen. Schoepf in Ky..469 Banks' (Gen.) Morning Call at Marshal Kane's Door 53 Banks' { Gen.) Reply to a Boston Lady 143 Baptism for the Dead , 588 Bates, Reception of the Rebel Commissioners Big Job in Prospect „ ........ 150 Billiards on board the Ironsides. ..371 Billy Shelton, the Martyr Patriot Boy , . 148 Billy Wilson's Zouaves : Extraordin'y Scene. 184 Bimey (Gen.), Startling Adventure of. 234 Births of Boys and Girls in War Times.. . , . 566 Bishops Meade and Polk in Consultation. . . .260 Black, the Scotch Deserter at Leesburg 177 Bleeding, but had his Colors with him 287 " to Death, but Sound as a Trout. . . . 302 Blenker scorning to Retreat ..310 Blondin's Art ser\'ing a Good Figure = . . 69 Bloody Sabre Charge by Col. Minty 304 Bloody ( The) Flag of Fort Pillow .570 Blue-Jacket on the Quarter-Deck of his Mule.368 Bob, the Spunky Drummer Boy .339 Bogus Yankee Legislature in Georgia .117 Bold Female Smuggler and Highwayman.. , . .487 Bounty-Jumper Captm-ed by a Dog 200 Bowie Knife Conflict at Battle of Pea Ridge. 31 8 Boy Soldiers at the Old One's Trade 316 Boy (ThejFather to the Man .80 " Boys, I'm for the Union still ! " 281 Branding Deserters at Castle Thunder 203 Brandy at Fort Sumter : Poor Pryor 491 " for a Sick Lieutenant 451 " " All Hands .514 Brave and Good but must be Shot. .409 Bravo for Pea Ridge 328 Bread Cast upon the Waters 555 Breckinridge's Son , . . . , 327 Bridegroom and Volmiteer the Same Night. . , .213 Brief but Eventful History. . , , . 153 Bright Girls in Missouri. .604 Brilliant Strategy of Gen. Smith at Red Rivcr.312 Broadbrim's Method with Secessionists 1 10 Brownell (Mrs.), the Heroine of Newbern.. . . .268 Brownlow, a Point for- Helping a Soldier. . .469 " expressing his Sentiments in Jail. .67 " prefers the 'Direct' Route to Hell. 125 Buchanan's Cabinet. Dramatic Scene in 26 in London by Mr .25 Buchanan's (Admiral) Sword Yielded with a Battle with Snow-balls at Chattanooga 275 Bearing the Standard through Baltimore 309 Beauties of Rebel Conscripting. 181 Beautiful but Dead on the Field of Honor. . .518 Beauty of Nullification and of the Guillotine. 149 Became a Soldier after all 606 Beecher's Case of Muskets for the South 405 Beef Steak and Hot Rolls every Morning.. . .483 Behind the Trees : Maine and Georgia. . 244 Bell's (John) Tennessee Iron Works .... 103 Ben Butler in Council with the Secession Con- spirators ,32 Ben McCuUoch and Joe Baxter 590 Ben Phillips, the Hoary Old Bloodhound. . . .265 Benefit of Clergy 71 | Butler Bervare of a Soldier's Wife ! 629 Bibles on Shipboard — Touching Scene 393 ] Bad Grace 380 Buckner hung his Head 415 Buford's Method of Stirring-up Teamsters. . .509 Bull Run Battlefield, Horrors of 323 " " , Horse Incidents at ..,, . .499 Buried with his Sister's Picture 628 Burlesque on Peace Propositions 47 Burnsidcj Appointment of, as a Cadet 565 " Directing a Retreat .336 * , Mose Bryan jaying his Respects to.578 Bushwhackers Kept at Bay by a Brave Girl. . .619 Butler (Gen.^ as a Young Lawyer .607 " in Council with the Secessionist Con- spirators =.32 Laconic Hint to a Pilot. 374 "Shameful Tyranny" inN. Orleans.. 495 's Style of Clearing off a Table 482 INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS. 693 Buzzard's Koost, Reading the Amnesty Proc- lamation at 124 By-Scene at the Battle of Leesburg 286 C. Cabinet Pictures Before and After the Election.69 Calhoun, Garrison at the Grave of 151 " John Quincy Adams foretelling the Future to 123 Calhoun's Escape from the Gallows 128 California Joe and his Telescopic Eifle 236 Calumnious Charge of Loyalty against John Hawkins 28 Canadian Editor's Interview \vith President Lincoln 489 Canine Patriotism, Sufferings, and Honors. . . 504 Capital Ruse to save Springfield 267 Capt. Dickson's Ride with the Pretty Secesh. . .524 " Strong delivering his Revolvers 259 " Tildcn's Lucky Escape 342 " 's Trade for a Kiss 605 Career of Frank Henderson 173 Carolinian Unionist Showing the Track 52 Carter's Polite Mode of giving Information . . 259 Carving his own Headboard 595 Cass's Backbone 139 Castle Thunder, Branding Deserters at 233 Caught in his Own Trap 424 Cause for Rejecting a Recruit 194 Cavender, the Martyr Preacher 139 Challenging the Sentinel 401 Chance for a "Lady of Character" 548 Change of Tune and Position 261 Changed his Mind 199 Characteristic Lady's Joke 593 " Pluck of a Western Soldier 296 " Charge ! Chester, Charge ! ". 356 Charleston Women under Fire 585 Chase, Joke of the President on Secretary. . .465 Chase of the " Sovereign " 388 Chattanooga, Battle with Snow-balls at 275 Cheers and a " Tiger " for Harry Bumm 192 " instead of a Speech 56 Chickamauga and Chattanooga 503 Childhood's Prayer in the Last Hour 548 Chronicles of a Railway Trip 147 Circulation of Union Proclamations in South . Carolina 109 Circumstances Alter Principles 108 Cities Built and in Embryo : Schaeffer and Ould at a Joke 69 Clerical Prisoners of State 130 Clerks of the President 135 Clever Dogs, hut both Sucked Eggs 620 " Use of the Countersign 212 Clinging to the Guns 365 Close of McPherson's Noble Career 253 Cluster of little Courtesies 484 Coffee for Jack 383 Colonel Farrar Winding-up a Dance 517 Colonel Gazley doing a little Guard-Duty 418 Owen's Squad Drill 407 " Polk, and Sanders the Refugee 100 Combat between the Kearsarge and Alabama.365 " Come from 'Ginny, sure," 116 Comedy of Cabinet En'ors 54 Coming Events cast their Shadows before. . . .143 Command of the Virginia Forces tendered to Gen. Scott : .71 Comment on Mr. Sloanaker's " Beautiful Portrait." 643 Commission of Major conferred on a Lady. . . .558 Commissioner deciding a Question of Age. . .184 Comi^limentary Responses of a Soldier to his General 432 Complimentary Salutations to his General. . .195 Compliments of the Season 330 Compromising the Capitol Flag 73 Conciliatory Mesmerism 108 Conditional Offer of his Autograph by General Grant 564 Confederate Brooches not to Gen. Viele's Taste.G20 " Notes in Maryland 68 Confession of a Rebel Officer to Gen. Grant.. .60 Congressman Ely at the Confederate Passport Office 424 Connecticut Tenth, Corporal of the 205 " Twelfth, Weitzel satisfied with the.41 5 Constructive Parole Rights 94 Consul and General matched against each other in Savannah 511 Contempt for Corfederate Lines, Paroles, ete. ..536 " Contraband," Application of the Term by Gen. Butler 102 Contra'd News : an Editor before the Cabinet.492 Contrast between tlie Two 641 Conundrums at the Wrong Time 502 Conversation with an Atlanta Young Lady . 607 " on his Threatened Assassination. 640 Convening Lady Rebels 596 Cord for Cord — Secession Currency 474 Corinth, Gould the Hero of 103 Cost of a Canteen of Water 317 Cotton Burners in Louisiana 453 Could not Wait for Death 610 Could'nt Pass with his Cigar 406 Courage of Woman during Battle 594 Court-Martialing a Whole Division 312 Crossing Fox River 85 Culpepper , Maiden Loveliness at 571 Cumberland, Last Gun of the Ship , . .352 Cm-iosity of Rebel Soldiers to hear President Lincoln's Message 131 Customer for Grant's Biography 511 Dalliance and Treachery — Lt. H. and Mrs. C.531 Dam (Bailey's) for saving the Miss. Squad'n.376 694 INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS. Danger of Freedmen Voting .69 Daring Attack upon a Paymaster's Boat .397 Davis (Gen. J, C), Tragical Encounter be- tween Gen. Nelson and ,413 Davis, Jefferson, and Elizabeth Self. 134 Davis's Chairs in Readiness for Ulysses 114 Davis's Ti'ap for Grant 274 Deaf and Dumb Soldier 1 96 Dealing with a Rebel Trader 504 Death Preferred to the Southern Oath 127 " Smiling in Victory's Embrace 370 Death-bed Scene of the Murdered President. .635 Deathly Encounter between Hunt and Lough- borough 227 Delirious Bravery of a Southern Hotspur 334 Delivered at the Eleventh Hour 580 Delivering up their Swords at Fort Pulaski . . 334 Delivery of their Ammunition before Surren- dering 294 Dera Rotten Shell 370 Description of So. Carolina by Judge Pettigru.74 Deserting a Bad Cause 1 92 Determined Capture of a Texan Battle Flag; .342 Devotion of a Private to Gen. McPherson. . .330 " of Farragut's Men to their Admiral . 374 " to tlie Stars and Stripes 64 Dick Bowles parting with his Revolver 231 Dick, the Four-footed Orderly 559 Dickson's (Capt.) Ride with the Pretty /SecesA. 524 Didn't like Vallandigham's Defeat 70 Disappointed Expectations 642 Discussion between Majer Downing and Mr. Linkin 44 Diseases of tlie Brain and Heart 92 Disguised as a Bell-Wether 260 Dissensions in "the Happy Family," 659 Distribution of his Bounty 216 Distiu-bing an Orator 61 Divide is the Word, or you are a Dead Johnny.484 " Divil a Macarthy drawn at-all-at-all" 203 I/ixie, On the Road to 105 " Do they miss me at Home 1" 324 Doctor — — — — 's Dismissal for Drunkenness and Kissing .437 Doctor 's Loyalty rather Coppery 63 Donelson, Frankie Bragg the little Patriot at. .613 Donning the Breeches 1 96 'Don't shoot there any more — that's Father ! *.241 Doubtful Loyalty, Political and Matrimonial, .hi "Doughnation "from the Maine Ladies 492 Douglas (Senator) and Gen. Stewart on "the Situation," .57 Douglas's last Message to his Sons 127 Douglas's (^Mrs.) Noble Resistance to Southern Persuasion 536 Down upon the Table Waiters 421 Dr. Cottman in Butler's Hands .60 Dr. Rucker — his Case and Escape. 75 Dramatic Scene in Mr, Buchanan's Cabinet. . . 26 Duel on Horseback in one of the Peninsula Battles , .224 Dutch Landlord's use of Grayback Twenties . 445 E. Eager to be a Soldier s Handsome Lizzie. . . . .204 Eagle at the Mast Head 390 Easy Way of Cutting Red Tape, by Grant. .428 Eating up the Stars and Bars 623 Effect of Crinoline on "Union" Sentiments,. .182 Eighth Ohio Blazing Away 294 Eleven- Year-Old Warrior Picking-off the Enemy 241 Elisabeth Comstock and the Dying Soldier .... 526 Ellsworth, Baker, Lyon — a Brave Trio 520 Ellsworth's Assassination 321 Ely (Congressman^ at the Confederate Pass- port Office .424 Emphatically a Bootless Undertaking. 281 Emptying a Hawk's Nest , 344 Encounter of Picket Wits 271 Enlistment of " Stonewall Jackson ** in the Union Army. 183 Entombment of a Virginia Loyalist. ........ 106 Equal to the Emergency 192 Escape from Libby Prison through a Young Lady's Intervention 585 Escape of Gen. Tyler and his Staff. .251 Estimate of Confederate " Promises to Pay," Down South. 481 Examining one of the Baltim'e Unconquerables. 135 Executive Favor well Bestowed 548 Expensive Joke on Commander Bankhead by a Southern Dame 384 Explaining the Initials " 0. V. M." 224 Exploits of " the French Lady." 367 P. Failed to Hold his Position : Gen. Palmer to Gen. Pope , . .270 Faith and its Reward. 546 Falling Back at the Wrong Moment 605 Falstaff" in the Cavalry Service 313 Familiar Chat about Grenerals 113 " Talk with Mr. Lincoln on the Eman- cipation Proclamation 651 Family Quarrel settled on the Battle-field. . . .245 Family Swords not to be Exempted 550 Fanny and Nellie of the 2^ih New Jersey 170 Farewell Scene among the Tars 378 Farragut, Gallantry of to Miss Victor 379 " when a Midshipman 369 Farragut's Final Answer to the Emissaries of Treason 354 Farragut's Men, Devotion of, to their Adm'l. .374 Farrar ( Col. ) Winding up a Dance 527 Fatal Fulfillment of a Jest 586 Fate of a Coward 168 INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS 695 Fate of two German Brothers 309 " Fatlier, I will never Surrender to a Rebel !".239 Fearful Ordeal for a Deserter 174 Female Government Contractor 483 " Loveliness at Fort Henry 545 " Traitors making Ashes of the Glorious Flag 59 Fiction left in the Shade ; the Corporal O- the Tenth Connecticut 205 Field Caniages and Millinery Dispensed with.485 Fiendish Deeds of a Western Amazon 296 Fierce Artillery Duel 278 Fight for the Flag at Petersburg 330 " with the Iron Monster " Tennessee,".. .385 Fightin' ober a Bone 194 Fighting, Dying, and Buried " with his Nig- gers." ..249 Final Answer of Farragut to the Emissaries of Treason 354 Final Scene on board of the " Mississippi,". .357 Fine Trap but no Game 571 Firing 22 Koimds wdth a Ball in his Thigh.. .261 Firm Devotion of a Loyal Southern Woman to the Colors 40 First Oath and Testimony of a Slave in Va. ... 90 First "Union Demonstration" in Old Virginia. 0)02 Five Hundred Dollars for a Plate of Cream. .527 Flight, Capture, and Death of Booth 637 Flight from the ShenandoaJi 505 Florence Nightingale's Contrilnition 601 Floweis from Lowly Hands for the Fallen Brave530 Following their Leader 294 Foote's Temis to Gen. Tilghraan 367 " For Life, if the Nation will take me,". . 1 63 Foreshado\\ings of their Fate — Ellsworth, Ba- ker, Lyon 520 Forgetting his Usual Courtesy. 55 Fort Donelson, Western Regiments at 266 " " Young America at. 227 Fo7-t Henry, Woman's Tongue betraying the Rebel Torpedoes at 589 Fort McAllister, Sherman watching the Cap- ture of 295 Fort Pickens Reinforced. 395 " Pillow, Remember. .305 " Pillow's Bloody Flag. .. .570 " Pulaski,— Delivery of Swords at. .... . .334 " Sumter, Anderson and his brave little Company leaving. 254 Fort Sumter, Brandy at : Poor Pryor. 491 " " Hail Columbia and the Star Spangled Banner at 68 Fort Sumter, Unfortunate Absence at the Seige of .101 Fort Warren— Exit of Mason and Slidell 133 " Forwaid ! March ! '—Last Words of a Fed- eral Lieutenant at Newbem 257 Four Lec;ged Messenger proving Disloyal. . . .510 Four Legged Pets in the Army. 583 Four Confederates bagged by a Union Soldier.256 Fox River, Crossing 85 Frank, the Pretty Bugler of the Eighth Mich.. 622 Frank Henderson, Career of. 173 Frankie Bragg, the little Patriot at Donelson, .613 Fredericksb'g, Humphrey's Deadly Charge at.288 " Licident in the Battle of. 547 Fremont's whole Body-Guard charged upon by one Rebel 239 French Sensibility. 86 Fresh Pork for the Eighth Illinois 466 Friendly Advice to a Doubtful Unionist 62 From a Palace to the Attic 474 From Deck to Camp 17^ Front-Door Confabulations in Arkansas 43 Fruit in Old Age 251 Fulfillment of the Sergeant's Prophecy 547 G. Gallant Vindication of the Flag Abroad 30 Gallantry of Farragut to Miss Victor 379 Garrison at the Grave of Calhoim 151 Gathering Violets on the Battle-field 236 Gazley (Col.) doing a little Guard Duty 418 General Baker, Foreshadowing of his Fate. . . 520 " Baker's Tragical Death 319 " Banks, No Passes to Official Specula- tors by 4*5 General Banks's Morning Call at Marshal Kane's Door 53 General Banks's Reply to a Boston Lady 143 " Bimey's Startling Adventure 234 " Blenker scorning to Retreat 310 " Bragg and his Supposed Army 232 " Bragg's Prompt Settlement of a Clai7n482 " Burnside Directing a Retreat 336 '• Butler as a Young Lawyer. 607 " Butler's application of the term "Con- traband,". 1 02 General Butler's Glorious Success in saving the " Old Ironsides," 360 General Carter's Polite Mode of Giving In- formation 259 General Cheatham whipped by Peggie McHuc.426 " Dumont's Rebuke of a Secessionist 60 " Grant and the Pumpkin Pie Story. . . .463 " Grant, Confcss'n of a Reb. Officer to . 60 " " Jeff. Davis's Trap for 274 " " No Calculation of that sort by321 " " Unacquainted with Politics. ... 97 " Grant's Biograpliy, Customer for . ... 51 1 " " Conditional Offer of his Auto- graph 564 General Grant's Easy Way of cut'g Red Tape428 " " Idea — Worse to Lose Five than One. 411 General Grant's Shotted Salute at Midnight.. 324 " Halleck and the Teamster. ........ .420 " Halleck's use of a Bad Report. .... .457 696 INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS, General Holt's Dinner 470 " Hooker and the Newspaper Correspon- dents 477 General Hooker's Battle above the Clouds. . .311 " " Magnificent War Horse " Lookout," 46.5 General Hovey's Brilliant Charge 346 General Ploward on the Wrong Side of the Battle-field 338 General Howard, the Havelock of the War. .629 General Humphreys' Deadly Charge at Pred- ericksburg 288 General Hunter's Special Aid .567 " Jenkins's Mode of ParoUing Deserters. 159 " " Visit at a Penn. Editor's. . . .461 " Johnston, Last Talk of, with his Generals 300 General Johnston's Whipping at Resaca 326 " Kearny, the " One-arm Devil," 318 " Kilpatrick's Battle-Plag at Hagerst'n.247 " Lander and the Bible 557 " Lee's Great Army Surrendered 346 " Longstreet's Instant Detect'n of a Spy283 " Lyon leading his Charge at Springfi'd. 585 " Lyon's Bi-avery and Sacrifice 224 " Magruder's Table 478 • " McClellan and Darkey John 439 ' " Dismounting to the Guard. 410 '• McCook's Pass for Old Buz 417 " McCulloch and Joe Baxter 590 " McPherson, Devotion of a Private to. 330 " McPherson's Noble Career, Close of..253 " Meade and " Ale," 594 General Mower's Successful Trick upon the Rebel Dispatch Bearer 325 General Nelson in a Fix 402 " Nelson's Half-Hour with a Pedler 459 " " Tragical Encounter with Gen. Davis 413 General O.'s Stern Particular it i/ as to his Night Wardrobe. 523 General Paine's Conversation with the Wife of a Secessionist 122 General Palmer to Gen. Pope 270 " Palmer's Spy Glass 591 " Pemberton's Question about Grant answered 344 General Phelps's Insanity Investigated by Gen. Butler 142 General Polk in the Tightest Place 345 " Price, and Van Dom, pitted against Rosecrans 289 " Rice to his Mother .615 " Rosecrans and Pat's Furlo' .41 1 " " and Vallandigham coming to an Understanding 138 General Rosecrans' Orderly Sergeant Delivered of a Baby in Camp 554 General Rosseau's First Step towards making ; Loyal Men of Rebels. 63 ' General Schoepfs Banking Operations in Ky.469 " Scott, Comm'd of the Virginia Rebel Forces tendered to 7i General Scott, Official Farewell to 124 " Scott's Plan of the War 232 " Sedgwick's Present of a Turkey 474 " Sheridan and the Moonlight Picture. 280 " " at Stone River 293 " " riding to the Front 315 " Sherman, Signaling for : Meeting of the Warriors 392 General Sherman's Absence of Mind 589 " Sherman's Courage before the Enemy.274 " " Heroism on the Battle-field of Shiloh 253 General Smith's Brill't Strategy at Red River312 " Steedman taking the Flag 317 " Stewart and Senator Douglas on "the Situation," 57 General Stewart Too Late to Dinner 464 " Terry's Colored Cook and his Shell. .456 " Tilghman, Adm'l Foote's Terms to.. 367 " ' and his Loyal Mother 556 " Tyler's Escape with his Staff 251 " Wads worth — Refusal to Receive Pay for Fighting for his Country 468 General Wadsworth's Shoe Raid 458 " Weitzel Satisfied with the 12th Conn.415 " ZoUicoflfer's Death at the Hands of Col. Fry 237 Generals among the Bullets 331 Generals Grant and Meade in Consultation before Richmond 256 Gens. Nelson and Davis's Tragical Encounter413 Generosity of Poor Jack 360 George Peabody Repudiating the Rebel Com- missioners 126 Georgia Girls and Federal Lieutenants 496 Georgia, Northern Schoolma'ams in 611 Gettysburg, Affecting Mementoes of. 627 Gettysburg, Mrs. Wade the Loyal Bread Ba- ker at 568 Girl-Boy Drummei- 206 Girl-Boy Soldier in the Ninetieth Illinois 567 Girl Recruit for the Cavalry .168 Giving 'em Fits 407 Glad for Bumside .318 Glorious Effect of National Music upon the Troops. 287 Glorious Success of Gen. Butler in saving " Old Ironsides," .360 Glorious to Die for One's Country 272 " God bless the old fla — ," 243 God's Flag 140 Going in Quest of Satisfaction. 241 Going over his Battles Again 479 Going to see the Rebel Ram .353 Good Charlie, the Union Guide ...,,. 105 Good Humor towards a Journalist. . = 655 " Luck for an lowan Soldier. ...,00.00 .469 INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS, 697 Good Samaritan in an Unexpected Hour and Place 250 Good-Natui-ed JeiTy. . , 386 Got the Point twisted around Wromj 162 Gottlieb Klobberyoss on the Draft 189 Gould, the Hero of Corinth 103 Governor Andy Johnson's Supplement to one of Lorenzo Dow's Stories 48 Gov. Todd and the Applicant for Exemption. .185 Gov. Yates giving Grant a Desk in his Office 405 Grant and Meade in Consultation before Rich- mond 256 Grant, Confession of a Rebel Officer to 60 Gi'ant's Biography, Customer for 511 Grant's Easy Way of Cutting Red Tape 428 " Objection to having any Trade Partner- ship 475 Great Act for a little Girl 584 Great Day's Work for a Scout: the Misses Scott 563 Grim War and the Innocents , 626 H. Had no TVliite Flag on Board 382 Had to Acknowledge the Breed 204 Hail Columbia and the Star Spangled-Banner at Fort Sumter 68 Hail Columbia in a New Version. 418 Half-Hour's Experience of a Pedler with Gen. Nelson 459 Halleck and the Teamster 420 Halleck's Use of a Bad Report 457 Halting Effect of " the Ardent," 404 Hamlin (Vice-Pi-esident), a Private in Co. A.lOO Handsome Rebuke from an Alabamian 132 Happy Ending to a Sad Mistake 185 Happy to make Gen. Gordon's Acquaintance.203 Hard on Negley 431 Hard-Shell Brethren dealing with a Contuma- cious Member , 65 Hard Tack for the Fifth Excelsior 575 Hard to tell Pork from Tomatoes 468 Hard-up for a Blacksmith 123 Hard Work for a Drafting Col. in Savannah. 165 Hardee's Tactics with a Point left out 427 Harp and Shamrock, Stars and Stripes 322 Harper's Ferry Flag, Quite a Safe Place for the588 Harry Bumm, Cheers and a " Tiger" for. ... 192 Hatred of Southern Unionists to Southern Rebels 93 He was Too Big not to be a Soldier 258 Heart-Rending Scene , 579 Hearts and Swords 599 Heavy Firing — No Casualties ; and Why ? . . .340 Helping a Soldier : a Point for Brownlow. . . . 469 Hercules-Africanus going to the War 202 Heroism of a Naval Engineer 387 " of Sherman, on -the Battlefield of Shiloh 253 Hiding their Infant Moses 538 Hiding the Flag ; Female Artifice 36 His Discharge Confirmed by Heaven 482 His Favorite Flag for a Winding Sheet S78 His Knapsack told the Tale .223 History of a Sword 509 Hoax upon Rebel Sharpshooters 255 Hoisting the Flag on Independence Hall, by President Lincoln 37 Holding the Hill — Valor of Burnside 290 Homage to the Flag by an Eagle 39 Home and the Battle-field 577 Home Scene in the Cradle of Rebellion 555 Honesty on the Battle-field 480 Honorable Commendation instead of Ignomin- ious Death 425 Hooker and the Newspaper Correspondents. .477 Hooker's Battle above the Clouds 311 " Magnificent War-llorse "Lookout,".465 Hoosier Straightforwardness 271 Hopeful Tackett — his Mark 177 Hopeless Cases 612 Hon-ors of the Bull Run Battle-field, 323 Horse Incidents at Bull Run 499 Hostage Wanted for las Wife and Family ... .&2^ Ilovey's brill't Charge — the Preacher's Regt..346 "How are you, Conscript 1" 211 " How does he grow 'em '? " 157 How the Flag was planted at Vicksburg 306 How to Spike a Gun 470 How to take the Oath 615 Howard (Gen.) on the Wrong Side of the Battle-field 338 Howard (Gen._), the Havelock of the War. . .629 Howe, the little Drummer-Boy in the Fifty- ninth Illinois 235 Humphrey's Deadly Charge at Fredericksb'g.288 Hurrah for the Gunspiker 314 Hurrahs for Jeff". Davis in the Wrong Place . . .34 I. " I am proud to Die for my Country." 540 " I likes ^de Job." 169 " I told you I would do it," 288 Ignoble end of a Washington 341 " I'll do it, tell Gen. Grant \" 248 Illinois Eighth Regiment, Fresh Pork for the.466 " Fifty-ninth's little Drummer Boy 235 " Ninetieth, Girl-Boy Soldier in the 567 " Sixteenth's Regim'tal Clothes-Washer. 205 " Twenty-seventh's Happy Burial Occas'n506 Important Witness on the Stand 1 53 Impositions upon Furloughed Men 432 Impressive Sight aboard Ship on Sunday. . . .381 Improving on Acquaintance 554 Impromptu Enforcement of Discipline 423 In and out of the Vicksburg Caves 606 In Bed with a Shell— Lively Times 499 Inability to furnish Supplies to both Armies.. 477 698 INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS. Incident of the Battle of Fredericksburg 547 Incident of the 119th New York Regiment. ..280 Independent Southern Girls 567 Indiana 16th — Capture of the Texas Flag. . .312 Indiana Volunteer Ninety-two Years Old. ... 196 Ingenuity of a Yankee Wife in getting a Pass. 419 Instance of Loyalty in Virginia 551 Interceding for her Father : Elizabeth Self and Jeff. Davis 134 Interesting Contribution to a Sanitary Fair. ..620 " Historical Episode, Civil and Mili- tary 79 Interesting Scrap of History 144 Interview at the Libby, between Morgan and Neal Dow 551 Interview of a Canadian Editor with Presi- dent Lincoln 489 Intrepid Conduct of Two Dnimmer Boys 338 Investigation by General Butler into General Phelps's Insanity 142 Iowa and Texas — Terrible Encounter 239 Iowa Cavalry : Swearing-in a Cook 447 lowan Soldier's Good Luck 469 Ira's Wife and his Breeches 165 L'ish Logic concerning " Shmall Arms." 430 Irish Military Imagination 125 " Ironsides," Billiards on board the 371 Island No. 10, Roberts's Half-Hour at 358 Is the Colonel at Home ? 230 It was the baby that did it ! 217 I've Enlisted, Sir 191 J. Jackson's Famous " Union " Toast 23 Jeb Stuart playing Orderly to Gen. Buford. . . 543 Jeff. Davis's Fellow Citizens in Mississippi, Loyalty of one of - 82 Jeff. Davis's Northern Present 133 " " Trap for Grant 274 Jenkins's (Gen.) Mode of ParolUng Deserters. 159 " " Visit at a Penn. Editor's 461 Jeny the Genius looking through General Palmer's Spy-Glass 591 Jim Morgan and the New Recruit .*■ 169 Joe Guild, Arrest of, by Col. Myers 64 . Joe Johnston's Wliii)piug at Resaca 326 Joe Parsous's " little favor" from a Rebel .. .242 John Bell's Tennessee Iron Works 103 John Letcher's Views on a Personal Subject. 138 John Minor Botts between Two Fires 132 John Morgan and Mr. Clay's Horses 488 John Quincy Adams Foretelling the Future to Mr. Calhoun 123 John Wells's " Idee" as to Splitt'g tlie UnionllS Johnnie and Yank at a Trade 485 Johnson (Andy) and the Clerical Secessionist. .89 " (Gov.) and his Supplement to one of Lorenzo Dow's Stories 48 Joke of Pros. Liucoln on Secretary Chase. . .465 Judge Baldwin Soliciting a Pass 431 " G.'s Idea of the Rebellion 64 Just like Jack 368 Just the kind of Arms a Quaker could bear, . . . 206 Justice surviving Clemency 646 Juvenile Political Sentiments 137 K. Kane's Door, Banks's Morn. Call at Marshal.. 53 Keamy, the " One- Arm Devil," 318 Kearsarge and Alabama Combat 365 Kentucky, Gen. Schoepfs Bank'g Operat's in.469 Kentucky Girl's Spirit 538 " Provisional Gov't on an Excursion. .41 Kentucky's Joan d' Arc 525 Kilpatrick's Battle-Flag at Hagerstown 247 Ivind o' wanted to be in the Front 332 Knotty Argument for Secession Ladies 116 L. Laconic Hint to a Pilot by Gen. Butler 374 Lander (Gen.) and the Bible 557 Lane ("Senator) and the Stage Driver Ill Last Day's Incidents in the President's Life . . 633 Last Gun of the Cumberland 352 Last Message to his Father 444 Last Thoughts of the Dying Boy-Soldier 562 Laughable Ari-est of Colonel H. by two Young Ladies 538 " Leatherbreeches " in the Federal Service. . .322 Leave of Absence for a Novel Reason 436 Leave-Taking at the Station 604 Lee's Great Ai-my Sun-endered and the Rebel- lion in its Final Gasp 346 " Lee's Miserables," 561 Leesburg, Black — the Scotch Deserter at.... 177 Leesbm-g, By-Scene at the Battle of. 286 Left to Dine Alone 108 Legislative Scene for a Painter 125 Lending to tlie Government 462 Length of the War according to Floridan Chronology 143 Letcher's (Jolin) Views on a Personal Subjectl38 Letter of Sympathy from a Union Soldier to a Confederate Officer's Betrothed 626 Letter to Eight Young Ladies from a Soldier. .503 Letting them judge by the Tunes 109 Libby Prison, Escape from, through a Young Lady's Intervention 585 Lieutenant Davis's Delicate Little Task 263 " 's Perfumed Breath 478 Life of Lincoln MTittcn by himself 654 Lillybridge {Annie) and Lieut. W , 621 Lincoln, Conversation with, on his Tlu-eatened Assassination 640 Lincoln, Deathbed Scene of 635 Lincoln's Message, Cm-iosity of Reb. Soldiers to heai- 131 Lincoln's Moderate Ideas of a Competency. .513 INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS. 699 Literal Interpretation of North'n Sympathy by a Rebel General 32 Literal " Stump" Speech of a Soldier 116 Little overweighted with Cold Lead 546 Lizzie's Mark on the Handkerchief. 566 Logic of Sugar and Coffee 501 Long Table-Cloths for Southern Cavalrymen.308 Longstreet's Instant Detection of a Spy 283 Looking after a Soldier's Wife 603 Looking out for Hospital Accommodations 556 Lost Mountain, Waving the Stars and Stripes from the Summit of. 303 Louisiana Cotton Burners 453 Love and Treason 529 Love-Greetings to the Soldiers 567 Loved the Old Flag still 296 Loyal Breeze from Port Hudson 112 " Demonstration with a Crutch 90 Loyalty and Abolitionism supposed Synonymous 579 Loyalty of one of Jeff. Davis's Fellow Citizens in Mississippi 82 Lucky Moment on board the Pirate Sumter. .373 Lyon, Baker, Ellsworth — a Brave Trio 520 Lyon (Gen.) leading his Charge at Springfi'd585 Lyon's Bravery and Sacrifice 224 M. Magic of Washington's Name 120 Magruder Sharing his Liquor 449 Maiden Loveliness at Culpepper 571 Maiden, Wife, Volunteer, and Widow — Lave and Patriotism •. 161 Maine and Georgia : Behind the Trees 244 Maine and Maryland : Nuptials in Camp 535 Maine Ladies' " Doughnation." 492 Majer Downing on the " MeiTymac," 355 Major Anderson and liis Brave Littie Compa- ny leaving Fort Sumter 254 Major B. en route with the Spanish Widow . . 623 Making a Family Matter of it 164 Man of Experience — Sure 363 Manley (Anna), the Baltimore Heroine 528 Marian and her Brave Boy in Blue 159 " Mark Time V" — Gen. Nelson in a Fix 402 Marjriage Scene in the Army of tlie Potomac. .592 Married Applicants for Exemption 183 Marshall's Demijolm Drill 424 Mary Birkitt and her 2,000,000 Percuss'n Caps497 Maryland, Confederate Notes in 68 " Queer Drafting Scene in 195 Maryland Slaveholder driving his Slaves to the Recruiting Officer 206 Massachusetts and So. Carolina pitted against each other in Battle 322 Massachusetts Minute Men 72 " 23d Regiment's Drummer Boy267 Master and Servant meeting in a Strange Placel49 Material for the Novelist's Pen 524 Material of which " Mudsill " Regiments are made up 466 Maternal Love and Patriotic Duty 215 Matrimonial Army Advertisements: Hint to Romantic Young Ladies 575 Matronly Opinion of " Corduroy," 420 McClellan and Darkey John 439 " Dismounting to the Guard 410 McCook's Pass for Old Bu* 417 McCulloch and Joe Baxter 590 McPherson(Gen.J, Devotion of a Private to. .330 McPherson's Noble Career, Close of. 253 Meade and " Ale," 594 Meade and Grant in Consultation before Richmond 256 Meade and Polk (Bishops) in Consultation. .260 Medicinal Properties of Blankets gloriously Illustrated 530 Melancholy End of Johnson the Deserter. . . .214 Memorable Interview at the White House. . .148 Mending a Faulty Pass 437 Merited Rebuke of a Secessionist by General Dumont 60 Merriment in the Wrong Place 544 Michigan 8th — Frank, the Pretty Bugler of tke622 Midnight Charge of tiic Mule Brigade 279 Mighty Big Risk 333 Milesian's (A) Plucky Defence of the Flag. .343 Military Etiquette 435 Military Monomania of a Brooklyn Girl 520 Military Notation according to Pres. Lincoln. 258 Milk with Accompaniments 450 Minister Cameron and his German- Airicanus . . 42 " Faulkner and the Emperor Napoleon on Secession 129 Minnesota Regiment, Wilkinson's Veteran 58 Minty's Bloody Sabre Charge 304 Minute Men of Mass. : 1775 and 1861 72 Misfortunes of a Cotton Speculator 471 Miss Captain Taylor of the First Tennessee. ..544 Miss Clemmie's Album 630 Miss Lee and the Yankee Corporal 582 Miss Major Cushman among her Captors 549 Miss 's copy of Byron, and the Reb. Sergt. 519 Missing their Booty 254 Mission Ridge Crest, Planting the Flag at 221 " Mississippi," Scenes on board the Steamer.357 Mississippi, Witnessing and Dying for the Truth in 12O Miss. Squadron saved by Bailey's Dam 376 Missouri, Bright Girls in 604 Missouri, One of Bill Myers's Capers in 306 Mistook the Genus 561 Mistook his Man 88 Moderate Ideas of a Competency 513 Mohican, Sailing into the Jaws of the 370 Money Could Not Buy his Vote 132 Montgomery's Ride into the Hampton Le- gion's Nest 262 " More Brains, Lord ! " 31 More than a Match against Six 284 Morgan, John, and Mi-. Clay's Horses 488 700 INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS. Morgan ! Morgan ! 244 Morning Call at Marshal Kane's Door 53 Morris Island — Very Obliging Picket 280 Mose Bryan paying his Respects to General Bumside 578 Mother (A) puts out the eyes of her own son, to keep him from the War 1 88 Mother-Corporal on a Ten Days' Furlough ... .411 Mower's Successful Trick upon the Rebel Despatch-Bearer 325 " Mr. and Mrs. Grant." 554 Mr. Beecher's Case of Muskets for the South.405 Mr. Cass's Backbone 139 " Mr. Lincoln Forgot It" 135 Mr. Lincoln, Original Cons'acy to Assassinate.95 Mr. Richardson Initiating his Escape 584 Mr. S., the Countryman, and his Substitute. .193 Mrs. Belmont's Concert for the Sanitary Com. .587 Mrs. Brownell, the Heroine' of Newhern 268 Mrs. Douglas's Noble Resistance to Southern Persuasion 536 Mrs. Partington on the New Military Crop. . .461 Mrs. Polk defining her Political Position 144 Mrs. Reynolds' App't as a Major in the Army. 268 Mrs. S7nith's Husband to be Exchanged 187 Mrs. Wade, the Loyal Bread-Baker at Gettysb.568 " Mudsills" on the Sacred Soil 114 Music in the Hospital 527 " Mustered In," 71 Mutability of Public Reputation : Banks's Re- ply to a Boston Lady 143 3Iy Bold Soldier Boy 597 My Gift to my Country 188 My Mary Ann 604 My Mother's Hand 627 3Iy Son ! Has he Come? 539 N. Napoleon on "French Youngsters" in the Federal Army 49 Nasby's Reasons why he should not be Draft'd21l Nashville Ladies working the Card 557 National Oath of Allegiance according to Southern Honor , 74 Nature in Council upon the Union 127 Negley (Gen.;, Hard on 431 Negro Rifleman brought down at Yorktown..319 " Nellie," the brave Battle-Horse 500 Nelson's (Gen.) Half-Hour's Experience with a Pedler 459 Nelson's (Gen.) Tragical Encounter with Gen. Davis 413 Nerving his Hand One Instant More 243 Nervous Customer in the Red-Tape Dep't 172 Neutral Cornfield before Petersburg 325 New Jersey Twenty-fourth: Fannie and Nellie.l 70 New Orleans Flag Presentation 94 New Orleans Judge, Amours of a 552 New Orleans, Sliameful Tyranny of Butler in495 New York Ball-room Badge of Treason Ill " " 1 19th Regt., Incident of the 28d New York Scene in the Park Barracks 596 Newbern, " Aunt Charlotte" — the Old Cook at 507 Newbern, Mrs. Brownell — the Heroine of, 268 New-comer into Camp .408 " Newport News," 102 Newspaporial Forestalling of Dying Senti- ments, etc 467 No Appeal Left 183 No Calculation of that Sort by Grant 321 No Dead Cavalry Men 280 No Fancy for Salt Pork, Hard Tack and Minie Bullets , . . .162 No Heart in the Cause 154 No Letter from his Siveetheart for nearly a year495 No Passes to Official Speculators 425 No Quarter — the Black Flag 293 No Respect for the Tender Passion 278 No Title of " Soldier" given to the Devil... .209 No Wickedn's like the Wickedn's of a Womanb27 Noble Greeting by a Loyal Southerner to a Green Mountain Boy 67 Noble Words and Acts of a Slavemaster 175 Non-Combatant — but a Tough One 78 Northern Lnsti-uctors of Southern Teachers 81 " Muscle and Southern Chivalry 283 " Present to Jefferson Davis 133 " Schoolma'ms in Georgia 611 Not a single General on the Battle-field 223 Not a Star Obscured 352 Not " Jeff." but " Geoffi-ey " Davis 24 Not Yankees but Wolford's Cavalry 308 Nothing agin the Old Flag 128 " lost by True Courage 248 Nuptials in Camp : Maine and Maryland. . . . 535 O. Oath-Taking in St. Louis 115 Obeying Orders in his Own Way 412 Object of the War on the Rebel Side 141 Object of the War on the Union Side 141 Official Farewell to Gen. Scott 124 Official Likeness of President Lincoln 514 Off-hand Eloquence of a Rough Cavalryman . '. 598 " Oh, for Four Regiments ! " 265 Ohio Battle-Flag in the hands of a Bishop. . . .81 Ohio Eighth Blazing Away 294- Ohio Toll-gate Keeper's Talk with Vardig'm.48 Old Abe fixing the Responsibility 592 Old Abe hard-up for a Joke for once 43 Old " Cotton Beard" and his Girls 108 Old Hannah and the Restored Soldier 574 Old Hickory's Three Swords and Three In- junctions 110 " Old Ironsides," Glorious Success of General Butler in Saving 360 Old Magruder Sharing his Liquor 449 Old Men Turning-out when Eng. Pitches-in..l58 INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS, 701 Old Eosy, and not Old Pap 333 " Old Sortie," the Rebel General 502 Old Zack and his Son-in-Law 119 " O'Meara is Dead ! " 298 On the Road to Dixie 105 One Day before the Battle : Last Talk of Johnston with his Generals 300 One Man's Service to his Country 486 One Obscure Patriot Baffling a Whole Rebel Ai-my 231 One of Bill Myers's Capers in Missouri 306 One of the Best 443 One of the Most Brilliant Achievements 269 One of the Things to be Done 62 Orders on the Battle-field 438 Original Conspiracy to Assassinate Lincoln. . .95 Other Side of the Case 104 Our dear old Flag never touched the Ground.240 Our Generals among the Bullets 331 Out of Ammunition for a Time 243 Outflanked for Once 438 Overtaken at Last 494 Owen's (Col.) Squad Drill 407 Owning-up » 314 P. Paid his Assessment on the Spot 456 Paine's ( Gen.) Conversation with the Wife of a Secessionist 122 Palmer to Pope : Failed to Hold his Position.270 Pamphlet of Jokes in the corner of Mr. Lin- coln's Desk 645 Parson Brownlow Expressing his Sentiments in Jail 67 Parson Brownlow prefers the 'Direct' Route to Hell 125 Parting and Singular Meeting of Two War Correspondents 499 Password as unders'd by the German Guard. 423 Pat's Compliments to "Desarters," 197 Patience of Mr. Lincoln tried too Far 640 Pathetic Offering of Genius to the Dead 629 Patriotism of the Rarest End 72 Pay-Day in the Future 498 Paying his Penalty — Cash Down 404 Paying to have a hand in the Fight 341 Pea-Ridge, Bowie-Knife Conflict at Battle of. .318 Pea Ridge, Bravo for 328 Peculiar Question of Bounty 201 Peabody, George, Repudiating the Rebel Commissioner. . 126 Peggie McHue who whipped Gen. Cheatham426 Pelicans vs. Eagles 88 Pemberton's Question about Grant answered. 344 Pen with which the Emancipation Proclama- tion was Signed 113 Peninsula Battles — Duel on Horseback 224 Penn. Editor's, Visit of Gen. Jenkins at a. . .461 Pensacola Wedding-Table Flag. .'. 566 Perils of Correspondents 488 Petersburg, Fight for the Flag at 330 " Neutral Cornfield 325 Pettigru's Description of South Carolina. . . .74 Phil. Sheridan at Stone River 293 Phillips, the Hoary Old Bloodhound 265 " Physical Disability" exempting from the Draft and Something Else 593 Picket Repartee at Vicksburg .335 Pickets, Shaken down among the 412 Pictorial Humors of the War 375 Pictures of Mrs. Major P. and her Boy 610 Pittsburg Landing — Skulking and Fourth of July Speeches 250 Place for the Watch in Battle 384 Planting the Flag on Mission Ridge Crest. . .221 Pleasant little Trade 369 Pleasant Hoax all Round 363 Pocket-full of Coin ready for Delivery 646 Pointed Rebuke from a Soldier's Death-bed ., 568 Political Com-tesies at the White House 55 Political Dialogue in Camp 132 Political Rendering of Hamlet 56 Polk (Col.), and Sanders the Refugee 100 Polk {Mrs.) Defining her Political Position. . .144 Polk, the Rev. Gen., in the Tightest Place.. .345 Polly's Baby 646 Poor Bragg and his Supposed Army 232 Poor Pat's Idea of the Thing 137 Poorer Pay but Better Business 175 Port Hudson — Loyal Breeze 112 Port Royal Welcome to the Troops 94 Portable Iron-Clad Breastworks 236 Porter's Big Scare 361 Potomac Army Marriage-Scene 592 Power of the Tender Passion on a Union Lieut. 602 Prayer-Books and Scalping Knives 494 Prayers for the Pres. by a Dying Soldier 257 Preaching the Sword and Using It 1 24 Predict'n of Beckerdite, the South'n 'Prophet, '83 Preferred to Die in the Field 292 Present of a Turkey to Gen. Sedgwick 474 Presentation to a Brave Woman 373 Pres. Lincoln at the Play of Macbeth 134 Pres. Lincoln Forgetting his Usual Courtesy.. . .55 Pres. Lincoln Hoisting the American Flag at Independence Hall 37 President Lincoln, Last Day's Incidents in the Life of 633 Pres. Lincoln Mending a Faulty Pass 437 President Lincoln treating the Richmond Commissioners to a little Story 25 Pres. Lincoln, Widow Shultz's Appeal to 434 Pres. Lincoln's Conversation on his Threaten- ed Assassination 640 President Lincoln's Deathbed Scene 635 President Lincoln's First Dollar 658 President Lincoln's Interview with a Canadian Editor 489 702 INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS. President Lincoln's Joke on Sec'y Chase 465 Pres. Lincoln's Life, written by himself. 654 Pres. Lincoln's Message, Curiosity of Rebel Soldiers to hear 131 president Lincoln's Military Notation 258 President Lincoln's Official Likeness 514 President Lincoln's Presidential Prospects . . . 42 President Lincoln's Representative Recruit. . • 191 President Washington's Summary Dealing with Rebellion 118 Presidential Favor at last for Everybody 85 Pretty Widows and Imprisoned Lovers 628 Price and Van Dom pitted against Rosecrans289 Price of Chivalry in Hard Cash 50 Private Notions and PubUc Laws 202 Private W. in Love and Luck 610 " Pro Patria" Pictiires at the Soldiers' Fair. .548 Pro-Southern Dominie Delineated 65 Promises of Bravery in Advance 264 Prompt Administration of the Law 71 Prompt Settlement of a Claim. 482 Proof Against Federal Gallantry 569 Prospective Value of the War 54 Protection under the Constitution 96 Provisional Gov't of Ky. on an Excursion. . . .41 Public Opinion Baths 644 Pumpkin Pie Story of Lieut. Wickfeld and Gen. Grant 463 Purging the Prayer Book 121 Putting 'em through a Course of Sprouts 52 Putting him through the Discipline 403 Putting his Hand to the Roll 181 Puzzling a Draft Commissioner 194 Q,. Quality of Secessionist Oaths 150 Queer Drafting Scene in Maryland 195 Question in Infantry Practice 488 Questions and Replies : " Nothing agin the Old Flag," 76 Quid Pro Quo 190 Quite a Safe Place for the Harper's Ferry Flag5S8 Quite the Youngest Recruit for Uncle Sam 185 E. Racy Conversation between Mrs. Polk and Gen. Mitchell on " the Situation," 544 Ragged Texans : Boots and Booty 302 Raising tlie Flag 63 Rallying again for the Battle 247 Rare Page in Woman's History 543 Rare Trick upon a War CoiTCspondent 476 Rather be a Soldier's Widow than a Coward's Wife 620 Rather Doubtful Allegiance 154 Rather too Spunky for them 390 Ratifying the Ordinance — Startling Scene. . . .78 Raw Captains „ 408 Raw Recruits on Camp Guard 273 Reading the Amnesty Proclamation at Buz- zard's Roost. 124 Ready Mode of meeting Difficulties by Gen. Butler 429 Real and Artificial Cock-Tails 486 Rebuff to a Trafficker in Exemption Papers. .194 Reception of the Rebel Commissioner in London by Mr. Bates 25 Record of a Loyal Family : Five Martyr Sons576 Recruiting Extraordinary 196 Red River, Brilliant Strategy of General Smith at 312 Red, White and Blue, — God's Flag 545 Redfield's Stolen March 233 Re-enUsting, but on a Different Side 201 Refusal to Receive Pay for Fighting for his Country 468 Refusing to Volunteer in the Rebel Army 106 Regimental Clothes- Washer for the IGth Illin's.205 Reinforcement of Fort Pickens — How it was Done .395 Reliable Information. 465 ReUeved through the Mercy of Death 581 Remember Fort Pillow ! 305 Reporters on a Bender 480 Reporting at the Front 300 Representative Recioiit for Pres. Lincoln,. ... 191 Resaca, Joe Johnston's Whipping at 326 Retort Courteous from an American in Paris to M. Thouvenel 73 Revenge upon a Goose for Hissing at the Na- tional Air 447 Reward of a Speech after Fifteen Years from its Dehvery 643 Reynolds' {Mrs.) Ap't as a Major in the Army2&^ Rice ( Gen.) to his Mother 615 Rich by Shoddy Contracts 490 Richardson Initiating his Escape 584 Richmond, Genls. Grant and Meade in Con- sultation before 256 Richmond War News AVanted 465 Rigging up a ' Long Tom' out of Billy Luly. 386 Right kind of Gov't to be established Down South 87 Right Word in the Right Place 539 River Devils for can-ying on the War 383 River Steamers and Yankee Pilots 369 Robbery by Mistake 594 Roberts's Half-Hour's Visit at Island No. 10.358 Rockafellow's Right Arm left still 285 Roiled because he could not Fight 187 Romantic Adventure of a Tenn. Loyalist 98 "Root Hog or Die" — Music hath Charms 242 Rosecrans, and Pat's Fui'lo' 411 Rosecrans and Vallandigham coming to an Understanding 138 Rosecrans— Price and Van Dom pitted ag'st. 289 Rosecrans's Orderly Sergeant Delivered of a Baby in Camp 554 INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS. 703. Rosseau's First Step towards making Loyal JMen of Kebels 63 Rubbing it in — Scene in the Park Barr'ks, N. y.596 Running au Engine in the Confed. Service. . . 454 Huse to obtain a Furlough 406 S. Sad Result of Patriotic Courage in a Youth. 169 Saddling to Suit the Route 513 Safe Across the Kiver 255 Sailing into the Jaws of the Mohican .370 Sailors and Sweethearts on the Ohio 387 Samaritanism of the Genuine Type .534 Same old Planter's Crochet 119 Saved a Comrade's Life but Lost liis Ov^n. . .297 Scarcely Seventeen Years but a Hei'oine 582 Beared before being Hurt 364 Beene at Fort WaiTen : Exit of Mason and Slidell 133 Bcene in the President's Room, the Evening preceding the First Proclamation for Troops.29 Scene of Domestic Sadn's : Woman's Fir?nn's.200 Schaeffer and Ould at a Joke — Cities Built and in Embryo 69 Schoepf's (Gen.) H;inking Operations in Ky.469 Scott (General), Command of the Virginia Forces Tendered to 71 Scott's Plan of the War 232 Scouting the Doctrine that Majorities are to Rule 84 Secesh Taming 97 Secession Damsels and Federal Foragers 460 Second Reflection in the Looking Glass 648 Secret of the Unanimous Vote in the Senate. .49 Sec'y Stanton and Gen. Butler on an Official Point 436 Sedgwick's Present of a Turkey 474 Seeking a Naval Appointment 375 Semmes outwitting the Vanderbilt 379 Senator Douglas's Last Message to Ms Sons.. 127 Senator Lane and the Stage Driver Ill Senor B. and the Confed. Brigadier's Daughter609 Sentiments of a Dying Soldier 53 Sentry Encounter with a " Regular," 402 Sergeant Davis's Tender Beef 453 Serious Indisposition of Two Uncles 431 Settling an Irish Volunteer Case 166 Seven Rebels captured by One Fed 314 " Shackasses " just at the Right Moment .... 244 Shaken-Down among the Pickets 412 Shaking Hands in the Middle of the River.. .283 Shaky Abutments 74 "Shameful Tyranny" of Butler in N. Orleans.495 Sharing Gren. Magruder's Table 478 Sharp Practice among Volunteers 210 Sharp Practice of Confederate Cruisers in English Waters 381 She Loved a Soldier Lad 580 Shenandoah, Flight from the 505 Sheridan and the Moonlight Picture 280 Sheridan at Stone River 289 Sheridan Riding to the Front 315 Sherman Outflanked for Once 438 Sherman Watching the Capture of Fort Mc- Allister 295 Sherman's Absence of Mind 589 Sherman's Courage before the Enemy 274 Sherman's Heroism on Battle-field of Shiloh.253 Shoe-Raid by Gen. Wadsworth 458 Shotted Salute at Midnight from Grant to Lee324 Shultz's Timely Discovery 512 ^ Sickness after Furlough 427 Signaling for Sherman 392 ' Silence of a Drummer-Boy before the Flag . . 240 Silk-Petticoats — Southern Fashion 497 Simple but Effective Point taken by Mr. Lin- coln in a Capital Case 654 Sinking the Albemarle Ram in tiie bottom of ! the Roanoke 371 Sir Frederick's Question Answered 651 Six Generals waiting to Receive Battle 335 Sixteen Brothers in One Regiment 205 Sixth Alassachasetts Regiment's Daughter 535 Skull-bone Memento kept by a Lady 619 Slave Insurrection Foiled by Union Generals. . 76 Sleeper's Saucy Battery 311 Slidell's Consolation 131 Smith's Brilliant Strategy at Red River 312 Smuggling "the critter" into Camp 483 Snake-Hunter's Style of Drill 406 Snaked Away and Drummed In 213 Sold ! 404 Sold by his Intended Victim 218 1 Soldier Mechanics 509 Soldiers' Offering at the Grave of Washington Irving 556 Sole Condition for Re-enlisting 176 Solemn Scene at Midnight 31 SoUtary and Alone in Favor of Grant 655 Solution of a Problem Peculiarly Southern 569 Some Mistake in the Card 24 Something to Cogitate Upon 1 64 Song of Patriotism in the Forest 288 Som-ces of Merriment 269 South Carolina, Circulation of Union Procla- mations in 109 South Carolina Described by Judge Pettigru. 74 South Carolina Union Men Safe in Jackson's Day 121 Southern Black-Horse Guards and Yankee Fire-Zouaves 238 Southern Female Chivalry 571 Southern War Widoics : 603 Special Aid to General Hunter 567 Specimen of Ninth Corps Discipline 470 Speedy Realization of an Angry Wish 525 Spirit of a Kentucky Girl 538 Spirited Fight between Two Girls at Church. . . 593 704 INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS. ' Spiritual' Revelations on the Conduct of the War 50 Splendid Service in a Bad Cause 276 Springfield, Capital Ruse to Save 267 Spi-inkling Blood in the Face of the Nation. . .88 St. Louis Oath-Taking 115 Stanton and the " Old General," 149 Stanton's First Meeting with Cabinet Traitors34 Startling Adventure of Gen. Bimey 234 Stating it Just Right 286 Stating the Exact Alternative 126 Steedman taking the Flag 317 Stewart (Gen.) too Late to Dinner 464 Sticking to the Original Order 426 Stone River, Phil. Sheridan at 293 Stonewall Jackson's Enl't in the Union Armyl83 Strange Blotch on Calhoun's Right Hand 39 Stray Leaf in the Vicksburg Campaign 225 " Strictly Confidential," 502 Strong (Capt.) Delivering his Revolvers 259 Strong Case of Conscience 175 Strong Professional Illustration 271 Style of Clearing off a Table by Gen. Butler.482 Substit'e Broker Sold : Indians for the Army 180 Such a Sight as Thrills the Nerves 130 Sxie Munday, the Female Guerrilla 596 Sumter, Unfortunate Absence at the Siege of.lOl Sumter (Pirate), Lucky Moment on board the373 Sunk with the Stars and Stripes still Waving362 Supper for All — Woman's Goodness 578 " Swamp Angel " Incident 480 Swear him in and let him go ! 114 Swearing-in a Cook for the 1st Iowa Cavalry. 447 Sweet Seventeen Overhauling tJie Secessionists . .bA\ Sweet Sixteen on the Male side, and a 'Darling' too 209 Sweetness of Secession Female Temper 599 T. Table-Turning at the Recruiting Office 171 Tableau Political 117 Taken in and done for 160 Taking a Hint 380 Taking his Choice 140 Talk with a Pretty Secession Miss 522 Tapping the Telegraph Wires 477 Tarpaulin Raking a Traitor Fore and Aft. . .351 Tender Burial of a Union Drummer-Boy by Two Girls 522 Tender in Years but strong in Devotion to his Country 207 Tenderness of the President towards the Lowly. 217 Tennessee, Fight with the Iron Monster 385 Tennessee Loyalist's Romantic Adventure 98 Tenth of May at Irwinville 648 Terrible Encounter — Texas and Iowa 239 Terry's Colored Cook and his Shell 456 Tete-a-Tete with the Old Admiral 390 Texas Flag captured by the 1 6th Indiana 312 That Card from Willard's Hotel 49 That Dinner at Gen. Holt's 470 That Flag is Doubly Dear to me this Morning .'588 That Flag Presentation in New Orleans 94 That is my Brother ! 519 The Day and the Event .394 The Last Battery in Lee's Army 659 Them and Theirs — not Us 99 They had heard of him 73 Thirteen Battles and Three Flags ...... 246 Thirty Tremendous Minutes. 357 " Thpit on It," 228 Three German Flank Movements 486 Three Hundred Ladies with their Union Flags. 85 Three Noble Union Girls 626 Three Soldiers captured by a Boy with a Cof- fee Pot 337 Tigers and Treason 103 Tilden's Lucky Escape 342 Tilghman, the Rebel General, and his Mother. .556 To the Manor Born 93 Tod (Gov.), and the Applicant for Exempfn.. 185 Told the Truth at the Right Time 331 Tom Taylor's Flag of Truce 416 Too Brave a Man to Disarm 264 Too Fond of Chestnuts 320 Toombs's Idea of Passports 426 Tough Time with a Mule 452 Tracing his Political Pedigree 87 Tracts vs. Pound Cake 521 Tragedy of Ellsworth's Assassination 321 Tragical Death of General Baker 319 Tragical Encounter between Generals Nelson and Davis 413 Traitor Generals conferring over the "Last Ditch," 229 Transfer of 'President Davis's' Table Service657 Treason in an Unexpected Quarter 92 Treason's Badge in a New York Ball Room ... 1 1 1 Treating his Guests to a Good Drink 659 Treating them according to their Sympathies. .27 Tricks and Tactics in the Ranks 433 Tricks to Avoid Duty 428 Troubles of a Feminine "Secesh". 431 Two College-Mates Cols, in Opposing Armies229 Tivo Desertions — a Double Tragedy 158 Two Kings at the South 91 Tivo Made One : the Sergeant and the Daughter of the Regiment 527 Two Noble Women Saving a Regiment 245 Two Things that Sounded Alike 387 Tyler (Gen.), and his Staff, Escape of. 251 Umbrellas in Military Service 368 Unacquainted with Politics 97 Uncle Sara's Mule Cleaners 445 Uncomfortably Warm Place for a Soldier 286 Unconsciously a Hero 496 Under Lock and Key , 655 Under the Star Spangled Banner , .73 INDEX TO THE LEADING ANECDOTES AND INCIDENTS. 705 Unexpected Rebuff 142 Unfortunate Absence at the Siege of Fort Sumter 101 Unintentional Trick taught liy an Examining Physician 186 Union Men safe in Soutli Carolina in General Jackson's Day 121 Unknoivn Lady Visitor at the N. 0. Fleet .154 Unquestionably a Hard Case 204 Unrequited Gallantry in a N. 0. Street Car... 564 Unsuccessful Search for Information at Head- quarters 471 Unuttered Thought of a Dying Soldier 537 Unwilling to Forfeit his Right to Escape 107 Up the Cumberland — Grit of the Old Major.. .394 V. Vallandigham's Talk ^^-ith the Ohio Toil-Gate Keeper 48 Vanderbilt (Steamer) Outwitted by Semmes.379 Van Dom and Price pitted against Rosecrans289 Vanity of Patriotism and Honor 70 Verbal Sharpshooting 537 Very Obliging Picket at Morris Island 280 Very Pleasant Surprise for Tico 580 Vice President Breckinridge's Son 327 Vice President Hamlin a Private in Co. A. . .100 Vicksburg Campaign, Stray Leaf in the 225 Vicksburg Caves, In and Out of the 606 Vicksburg, How the Flag was Planted at. . . .306 Vicksburg Picket Repartee 335 Virginia, Entombment of a Loyalist in 106 Virginia, First Oath and Testim'y of a Slave in90 Virgintu , First " Union" Demonstration in OldQ02 Virginia Forces, Command Tendered to Gen- eral Scott 71 Virginia — Instance of Loyalty 551 Visit of Gen. Jenkins at a Penn. Editor's.. . .461 Voting for a Candidate on Principle 28 W. Wadsworth's ("Gen.) Shoe Raid 458 Wanted a Furlough 429 Wanted to draw on the Blue Clothes 170 War Dispatches in Church 151 War News from Richmond Wanted 465 War's Doings to One Family 202 Wash. Litchtiter, one of Morgan's Converts.. 154 Washington's (John A.), Ignoble End 341 Watch kept by a Dog over Lieut. Pfieff's Grave587 Waving the Stars and Stripes from the Sum- mit of Lost Mountain 303 Wedding-Table Flag at Pensacola 566 Weitzel Satisfied with the Twelfth Conn 415 Welcome to the Troops at Port Royal. 94 Well Done for a Youth 246 Western Regiments on a Charge at Fort Don- elson 266 Western Soldier's Characteristic Pluck 296 Western Steamboat Saved by a Woman 359 Western Zeal in Volunteering 186 "Where's dat Nigger ? " 430 What Mr. Lincoln said to a N. Orleans Editor449 What One Noble Woman Did 450 When Gen. Buckner hung his Head 415 When will the War end ? 113 Where are they 1 138 Where is your Heart 1 75 Which Side ? 92 Whisper Good-Night, Love ! 559 Whiz-z-z and Whist 266 Why John Rawlcy became a Substitute 197 Widoiv Shultz's Appeal to the President 434 Wigs on Rebel Majors 258 Wilkinson's Veteran Minnesota Regiment. . . .58 Willing to part with his other Leg 397 Wilson's (Billy) Zouaves — Extraordinary Scene I84 Wine and Sentiment for the Hospital Soldiers.598 Wisconsin Body-Guard for the President. ... 187 Witnessing and Dying for the Truth in Miss.120 Wolford's Cavalry- — not Yankees 308 Woman as a Dernier Resort 616 Woman's Tongue betraying, the Rebel Torpedoes at Fort Henry 589 Woman's Trials and Triumph 472 Won his Wager 279 Wooed and Wedded — with Embellishments. . . .600 Work of a Second 301 Working the Monster Parrott Gun 508 Worse than being Drafted 198 Worse to lose Five than One — Gen. Grant's Philosophy 411 Y. Yankee Doodle in the Storm of Shot 356 Yankee Forever ! 1 93 Yankee Pris'ner 'scaped from Richmon' 612 Yates (Gov.) Giving Grant a Desk in his Office 405 Yielding only when he Lost his Head 261 York town Negro Rifleman brought down. . . .319 Young America at Fort Donelson 227 Young Feminine Spoiling for a Fight 605 Young Woman ^A) Shoots a Guerrilla to Avenge the Murder of her Lover 617 Zealous for the Cause but not for the Scrip.. .460 Zollicoffer's Death at the Hands of Col. Fry. 237 " Zou ! Zou ! Zou ! " 310 Zouaves on Picket Duty 237