The Burlington weekly hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington [Iowa]) 1860-1876, 1864-02-20
AN Apollo Belvidere, upon my word,

"Such love Of hand, 100! and look at
that profile, will you, girls? II the rebels
are all like him, I-well! (ahem!)- l
wouldn't mind living in the South my
SELF
"For shame! May be he isn't the rebel,
after ALL
aBut then his uniform? there isn't an
other like it in the ward"
.Wait; I'll ask him, TO make sure"
Ike, the rogue, had heard every word, as
well as myself; but he read on, severely
unconscious. A plump little Miss APP
preached. and laid an orange on the table.
Ike raised his head for the first time, and
bowed with grave, courteous surprise,
qitue refreshing to witness. His great.
brilliant eyes staggered her; but she man
aged to lisp out very timidly:
Are you the rebel, sir?'
who told you l WASP quoth Ike, with
a sweet smile-a trifie pensive, however.
"Oh dear! Idont know, indeed. think
the men at the door said something about
it; and then your uniform, you know: SO
different from the rest! But!' winding up
pensively-"but you aren't the rebel after
all, are your
''If rebellion. madam" said Isaac,
throwing back his head, and coming the
heavy thing, after FOrrest-''if rebellion
consists in loyalty to the noblest Govern
ment that was ever framed, then am in
deed reDel!'
How treasonable!" murmured a strong
minded young lady.
.Eow eloquent rejoined weak mind
ed one.
"And you really think your Government
the noblest ever frameo?'' said third.
"Unquestionably.
And that we are all mistaken upon
the wrong track?"
AS far as regards your present views, at
least, returned Ike, with a twinkle OF the
eye.
ter in time. How long have You been
here?' put in the strong minded again.
''Some two or three weeks. l was taken
after the battle OF Fair Oaks''-wi,h bilious
fever. ne might have added, but he pru-
IDENTITY iOrebore.
81 hope they have treated you Well re-
marked the plump little Miss, slmperi ngly.
a true soldier never complains said
Ike, with look suggestive Of secret mar
tyrGom.
thought ] should have exploded.
was forced to dive under the quilts to re-
cover myself. When ! came 70 the sur
face again, the conversation was in cheer
full progress. one of the girls had secured
the blue and gold volume, and was exam
ming the fy-leaf. On it was written, in
Ike's characteristic hand, st. George Al
gernon Fairfield, Sumter. North Carolina
The rascal had prepared the ruse most
carefully.
"What distinguished name.' whisper
ed one wonder if it is his own?.'
"Is this your book, sir?' said another
looking over her shoulder.
Ike bowed with the finished grace Of a
chivalry, and sighed profoundly.
II suppose il recalls your nome. Mr..
Fairfield said the plump little Miss,
sympathetically and your Southern
friends, and all the sweet recollectlons of
by-gone days. All! what terrible thing
is civil war;
My home-my friends murmured Ike,
brokenly, and making much use Of his
handk erchief, 'do not mention them! 1t
u more than ] can bear. This weakness
may seem unnaniy, but the Fairfields are
sensitive race, and-and-" he buri-
ed his face IN his hands, and added, in
stage whisper, my home-alas! it is mine
no longer"
Which was the fact for he had been sold
out by the sheriff just before ne had joined
the army.
"Why don't you take the oath Of allegi-
anec 2" asked u strong minded girl, rather
irreverently.
Ike drew himself up to kis full hight
five feet eleven in his stockings and
regarded her with intense scorn.
''Such suggestions arc unnecessary,
Miss - he returned, folding his arms with
would be insulting!
'.Fie, Lilly! returned the plump little
Miss, who was evidently smitten you
should not be so blunt. Consider your un-
pleasant circumstances. have no doubt
now, she added, IN a tone intended for the
pseudo rebels ear, you find your present
| society very uncOngenia].
.'MudsilIs cried Ike. forcibly; greasy
mechanics! shoemakers and hod-carriers
Shall it be said that the scion OF the Saint
Georges, the Algernons and the Fairfields
stopped TO such associates? Never! spit
upon them, l despise them.
Thine is up, said the surgeon, approach
ing with glittering in his gray eye
my friend, you are exciting yourself too
much. Ladies, l regre: 10 disturb you.
Aud the girls made their adieu, leaving
behind them most pleasant In0lnentoes, IN
the shape Of fruit aud delicacies.
like, cried !, choking with laughter,
| ''get your discharge, and 90 upon the stage,
| You'll make your fortune"
"Softly, my boy, softly, returned that in
corrigible. 1.-The comedy is not over yet"
And neither was it. For whole week
he was besieged by visitors, principally Ia
dies, and ne played his role to perfection
Luxur of all kinds poured in upon him,
and were distributed among the boys with
liberal hand for Ike was no glutton.-
Photographs and letters, directed to ''St.
George AlgernOn Fairfield, became such
a drug on the ward-masters hands, that
that worthy began to vote it a bore. If Ike
had advertised for wife, it could scarcely
have been worse.
But one day the shell exploded in the
magazine. Some enemy Of likes made him
self busy. A report was circulated, and
the Provost Marshal came down upon Isaac
Russell, Esq, like wolf on the field
There was q laugh at first lit was so ridicu-
lous, but the official couldn't see it, The
circumstantial evidence was strong agains,
poor Ike, and after the final uproar, he was
tooproud and tooindignantt to say anything
in his own defence. So they marched him
on to the Fort. ! saw him the day after his
release.
"Hare," said he, with the old sparkle,
"You may break you may shatter the vase, il
But the scent Of the roses will cling round j,
/ still"
I don't regret it. It was q famous joke.'
Rather an expensive one, ! should say
my good st. George Algernon."
lyon are right, mon brave, you are right
but then-the jellies were excellent
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