Mineral Point weekly tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1859-1868, 1859-06-14
brigade. She resolved 10 pu, her proiec

in Immediate operation.
Securing n sui, of male attire abou
her own size, she severed her long ans
Je,ty ringl-ts. dressed her hair like a
mans, and purchasing horse, she set of
three days after, alone, to offer her ser.
vices to the noble Marion. Her offer
was accepted, and a 1.-The, active stripping
was added 10 the corps 10 which heI
lover belonged. The contrast between
the STRIPPING and those men, in their un.
couth garbs, their massive faces, embrown.
ed and discolored by sun and rain, was
indeed striking. Blu, none were SO eager
for the battle. or SO indifferent TO fatigue
as the fair-faced boy. 1, was found tha,
his energy of character, resolution and
courage, amply supplied his lack OF
physique. None ever suspected him ,o
be a woman. Not even Jasper himself.
although she was often by his side, psne-
tra,ed his disguise.
The rcmance of her situation increased
the fervor of her passion. /, was her de-
light to reflect that. watching over him
IN the hour of danger. She fed her pas
sion by gazing upon him in the hour of
slutnber, lowering near him when steal
being always ready to avert danger from
his head
But gradully there stole mela ncholy
Presentment over the poor girls mind =
She had been tortured with ehpes defer
red the war was prolonged, and the
prospect of being restored to him grew
more and more uncertain. But now she
felt that her dream of happiness could
never be realized. She became conyinc-
ed that death was about 10 snatch her
away from his side; but she prayed that
she might die, and he never know to wha,
length the violence Of her passion had led
her.
II was an evening before a battle
The camp had sunk into repose. The
watchfires were burning low, and only
the slow tread of sentiueis fell upon The
profound silence OF the night air, as she
moved through the dark shadows of the
forest. Stretched upon the ground, with
no other couch than blanket, reposed
the warlike form of Jasper. Clm ing
vines trliied themselves into canopy
above his head, through which the stars
shone down softly. The fam, flicker
from The expiring eInbers of 4 fire fell
aihwart his countenance, and tinged the
cheek of one who bent above his couch
1t was the smooth faced stripping. She
bent low down, as if 10 listen TO his
dreams, or TO breathe into his soul pleas
ant visions of love and happiness. But
tears trace themselves down the fair one s
cheek, and fall silently, but rapidly, upon
the brow of her lover. A mysterious
voice has told her that the hour of part
ing has come; that TO morrow her des-
tiny is consummated. There is one last
long, lingering look. and then the unhap-
py maid Is seen 10 tear herself away from
the spot, 10 weep out her sorrows in
privacy.
Fierce and terrible is the conflict ,ha,
on the morrow RACES on that spot Fore
most in the battle is the intrepid Jasper,
and ever by his side the STRIPPING warri-
or. Often during the heat and the smoke
CLEANS suddenly upon the eyes of Jasper
the melancholy face of the maiden. In
the thickest of the fight, surrounded by
enemies, the lovers fight side by side
Suddenly lance is eveled at the brea s,
Of Jasper but swifter than the lance Is
Sally ST. Clair. There is wild cry, and
at the feet of Jasper sinks The maiden,
with the life-blood gushing from the white
bosom, which had been thrown, as a shield
before his breast. He heeds not now
the din or the danger of the conflic, but
down by the side of The dying boy he
kneels. Then, for the first time, does he
learn that the slriping is his love; tha,
the dim visions. in his slumber of an
angel face lowering above him. had in
deed been true. In the midst of the bat
tie, with her lover by her side. and the
barb still in her bosom, the heroine mai
den dies.
Her name, her sex, and her noble devo-
ton, soon become known through the
corps. There was a fearful group gath
cred around her grave; there was not
one of those hardy warriors who did not
bedew her grave with tears. They bur-
led her near the river Santee, in a
green shady nook that looked as if it had
been s'olen out of Paradise"