The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1862-06-05
TAKEN PRISONER.
BY Il. wofCOTT.
From the Continental Monthly.

From the Continental Monthly.
1t was terrible battle. Amid the rat
tie of musketry and whistling Of bullets,
the clashing of sabres, the unearthly ories
of wounded horses, and the Wild shouting
of men, the clear voice of Lieut.. Hugh
Gregory rang out: "Rally, my brave
boys, rally, and avenge the Captains
death p
"Not quite so fast, sir" remarked a
rebel officer, bringing his sword to sa-
lutte; "you observe that your men are re-
treating, and you are my prisoner"
Hugh saw it was so, and with heavy
heart gave himself up.
"Hurrah for the Stars and Stripes ~
shouted a brave young soldier, attempt
ing to raise himself upon bis elbow, but
falling back, exhausted from the loss of
blood.
"D-n you! I'll stripe you.' ex-
claimed brutal fellow, raising in his
stirrups, and aiming blow at the wound
ed man.
"Dare you strike a helpless man p
shouted his commander ; and he warded
off the blow with stroke that sent the
fellows sabre spinning in the air. "Now
dismount and hold him if you can. -
But it was too late-the brave soul had
gohe out with those words.
"Lieutenant,' said the rebel officer,
whom we will make known as Capt. Du-
mars, IL see th:t you are wounded. Let
me assist you upon this horse, and one Of
my sergeautS shall show you thesurgeon' $
quarters. And he bound up the arm as
well as he could, helped him upon the
horse, and with a playful Anreeoir, rode
on.
Hugl's wound was too painful, and he
was too weak and tired, to wonder or think
clearly of anything; he only felt grateful
that his captor was a gentleman, and qui-
etly submitted himself to the sergeants
guidance.
The battle was cnded--in whose favor
it does not matter, SO far as this story is
concerned-and Captain Dumars obtain
ed permission to take Lieutenant Gregory
to his mothers house, until he should re-
cover from his wound or be exchanged.
When Hugh found himself established
in pleasant little chamber with windows
| looking out upon the flower garden and
the woods beyond, fading away into his
OVID North land, he thought that, after
all, it was not so terrible to be a prisoner
Of war. lie was decidedly confirmed in
his opinion when he occasionally caught
glinps" of the little form Of Aunic
Dumars fitting about among the flowers;
and being somewhat of a philosopher in
his way he determined to take it easy.
The presence OF one of the Hessians
at Mrs. Dumar's house gave it the same
attraction that is attached to menaserie
Feminine curiosity is an article that the
blockade cannot keep out of Dixie, and
many were the morning calls that Annie
received; aud many and various were the
methods of pumping adopted to learn
something Of the prisoner, how he looked,
how he acted, how he was dressed, and
SO forth.
"Impertincnce :" he heard Annie ex.
claim, as one of those gossips passed
through the gate, after putting her thro'
a more minute inquisition than usual
And he heard her dainty shoe-heels i'm.
patiently tapping along the hall, and when
she brought ip boquet Of fresh flowers,
he saw in her face traces of vexation.
IL seem to be quite What is it :"
"Shame and she broke off a stem
and threw it out the window with alto
gether unnecessary vchemence.
"Splendid girl ~ tho't Hugh, "where
have | seen her ?"
And he turned his thoughts back thro'
the years that were past, calling up the
old scenes : the balls, with their may,
passionate waltzcs, the promenade's on
the balcony in the moonlisht's mild glow,
when sweet lips recited choice selections
from Moore, and white hands swayed
dainty sandal wood fans with the potency
Of the most despotic scepters the sleigh
rides, with their wild, rollickin- fun,
keeping time to the merry music of the
bells aud eliminating in the inevitable
upset the closing exercises Of the semi.
nary, when blooming girls, in the full
effloresence of hot house culture, making
brief but brilliant display before re
firing to the domestic sphere-Oh, yes
N.iss Dumas, were you not at the
[nstitut. last year %
"Yes.'
"Then you know my cousin, Jennie
Gregory?'
eyes, indeed-and you are her cousin,
How stupid in me not to recolect it,
And she told him how that Jennie was
her dearest friend aud how in their init
macy of confidence she had told her all
about him, and shown her his picture,
and, in short, Hugh and Annie began to
feel much better acquainted.
1t was few days after this that Hugh
sat by the open window, listening to An
ME reading from the virtpous and vera.
cious Richmond Enquirer. Distressed
by what he heard, not knowing whether
it was true or not, he begged her to cease
torturing him She laid aside the paper
with an emphatic, II don't believe it ~
that could not but attract his attention,
and he looked up in surprise.
II must tell you, Mr.. Gregory have
been tortured long enough with this fore
ed secrcsy-I am a rebet.'
""That is the name we know you by"
he replied, smiling.
"But | am rebellious rebel. Yes
she added, rising, ~ detest. with all my
heart, this wicked, causeless, rebellion. -
detest the very names of the leaders of
it. And yet am compelled to go about
with lies upon my lips, and to act lies,
till dstest myself more than all else
havo consolod myself somewhat by
making flag and worshipping it in Sc: