Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1862-03-13
MOrteater DaiIp Syn.
WRITTEN FOR THE DAILY SPY.
THE SOLDIER OR, A TALE OF THE TIMES
BY "HoME VOICE"

tue uept lie owed his country haunted his
dreams by night and his thoughts by day, and
now hand seemed to lead him on, UiIiinq,
yet Uni0Hing. The words of his grandfather
had fallen upon his heart as reproach for his
delay, and the fire of patriotism which had
burned so purely in the veins of his ancestors
could not be quenched. His love for Anna
had been formed in childhood, and years had
linked them together as twining plants around
one support. She was the only daughter of a
wealthy gentleman, who had accumulated a
large property while engaged in southern
trade, and, by a marriage into family of dis
tlnction and wealth in Georgia, had also large
estates in expectation. Annals mother had
been dead many years, and, being the only
daughter and like her mother in character as
well as features, she was dearest to her faith
ers heart. She had two brothers, one a re-
cent graduate at Harvard, and the eldest. had
assumed his fathers business in Charleston
and was now an officer i'll the rebel army AS
would be supposed, the elder Gordon's sym.
pathies were with the south, and though pub
lie opinion compelled him to refrain from
free expression of his sentiments, yet his home
was often the scene of angry outbreaks OF his
strong passions.
Anna wisely refrained from any expression
that would irritate her father, although she
prayed daily that the cause of liberty and
union might be blessed of God Well she
knew the violence of her parents temper
and the scene which would follow when he
should learn that Frank Green had entered
the army although he had been given a will
ing entrance into the family as a sutton for
Annals hand on account of his energy and re.
spectacle connection.
Sad was the thought to her that two she
loved so well should meet in battle-that one
might find his resting place on the CORY field
DV the hand of The other The marrow woS
to carry Frank far away. Long did he tarry
by the side of his loved one. fearful was
their parting, but iervent "God bless YOU
and renewed vows of love and faithfulness
were exchanged ere the last kiss was given
When Anna appeared at the table the follow.
ing morning pale and trembling, her fathers
anxIetles were many, fOr lie loved her as
passionate nature like his was capable OF low
ing. She found it difficult to repress the
rising tears as he affectonatel1 questioned
her and ordered a cup of tea for her aching
head The two had been seated but few
minutes when Frederick, the youngest son,
entered, with the morning papers. "What is
there new, Fred 2" said the father "Nothing
very parcuar-only the account of the Bull
Run battle is corroborated, and gives few
more particulars. But here is a paper from
somewhere can't make out where looks like
Ned's writing"
"Hand it here how slow you are % said the
nervous father "rhere, what is that marked
Read it-quick !"
Fred reads -" 'On Thursday last the great
est battle ever fought on this continent was
won. The black republicans brought their
entire force into the field and were fairly beat
ell by few of our brave troops. They ran
like towards, leaving their dead and wounded
upon the field. A vast amount of ammunition
and guns were lett, in their fight, and pro-
visions sufficient for many DAYS. 1t would
seem invidlous to mention the exhibitions of
valOr and bravery of any one, on that day, SO
well did every officer and soldier perform his
part. Often did we notice the noble form of
Col. Edward Moultrie Gordon, rally ing his
men, as by magic. By his daring he seemed
to court death but has proved one OF those
charmed lives that can safely defy the perils
OF the battle field" Brave boy bra We
boy !' interrupted Mr.. Gordon; "there comes
out the old Moullrie blood. Thank God, my
children have some OF it in their veins !'' and
he took the paper and read it over and over.
Eyes, children, your mother came from the
noblest family OF South Carolina. May her
children prove worthy such a name"
$50 old Abes boys ran, Ell q" continued he,
occasionally stopping his reading TO take a sip
of coffee "Well, hope every soul of them
will get the thrashing they deserve--nigger-
catching fools as they are. The worst of it is,
Sumner and hundred others like him ought
to stand first and take the shot. Tremendous
full of sympathy for the poor niger Just let
them have chance at plantation, and then
see where their philanthropy would go I"
Anna said nothing, but the tears dropped
one by one down her pale cheeks the father
knew not the true cause, but felt she was a
loving sister.
"Ah, here is something" said Fred, as he
cast glance over his paper to Anna.
owe learn with pleasure, that Co A Of the
18th regiment is full, and can be justly termed
the pet company, as it is composed OF the
best material. The illness of Capt Hill has
compelled him 10 resign, and Francis Green
has accepted the office. May Captain Green
possess the confidence of his company. A
nobIer man could not have been selected, and
he will without doubt prove a worthy repre-.
sentative of his patriotic sires, as well as con-
fer credit upon the company, with which he
was SO long connected. They leave immedi.
atey for The seat OF war. With such brave
men, we are sure the rebels will find no quar-
ters"
Crank Green, did you say o. said Mr. Cor
don, and his lace Redeemed with anger as Fred
read again. Crank Greenl' repeated he /;
words failed, and pushing his cup from him,
upsetting its contents, he hast ly walked the
room. Suddenly he stopped before Anna
that man, that contemplate Frank Green 2"
Annals tongue refused to move, but pleading.
ly her eyes were turned toward her father.
"Tell me, Anna, tell'me, do you love that ig.
noble fuol?" Anua's eye flashed, and raising
her dignifed form she said, Crank Green is
one of natures noblemen-I do love him."
The anger of the passionate man knew no
bounds--biter curses and threats fell from his
lips, and rage turned every feature in demo-
MAC form.
Gamma Gordon - how bitterly it was spo.
ken, Gamma Gordon, forbid your ever meet
ing him again forbid that love. Remem'
her, if you disobey this command, here is no
home for you! A child OF mine marry him
No, let the grave claim her first. swear to
you, Anna, you never shall marry him
Never let his name be mentioned here
again"
Anna threw her arms around his neck, and
besought him to cease ultering such words, for
her sake but he coldly repulsed her, and faint
and sick she sought her room How changed
her appearance, her dark dishevelled lresses
streaming loosely over her pale face, which
had ever been radiant with smiles, but now
marked by deep melancholy How pain
fully desolate her heart-how dark looked
the future Forced to forget him, in whom
was centered her very life, or to gain the dis
pleasure OF her only parent and be driven from
home OF luxury, SHE knew not whittier In
her distress, she prayed her father might be
forgiven inc wrong, and again she would re.
solve TO brave his displeasure and seeI, another
home. Thus hours passed. At last a servan,
brought note from her father. desiring her
Hhrarv F,