Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1864-02-29
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FOR THE Shirt orirHE AGE.
woman's sccptre Wrongly Welded.
SAD STORY uND ON FACTS
BY ERAro.
Harry you are not really going to
yolunteerP Certainly not, Nettie, |
have already done it; am 'sworn in
replied Harry, trying to smile.
tOh! Harry J! hor-could you, know
iugy too, how bitterly am opposed to
the war;
MY country needs my assistance,
Net;ie, dear. | should deserve your
frovns, and eternal Punishment were |
to skulk away, instead Of nobly stand
ing by her irlIer hour Of trial. / am,
panied to ere that you are so opposed
TO The war knowing as Won do, that
ue die not bring it about This is
the love you have for me, Harry ? and
rising she left the room hastily.
The above conversation took place
IN the carly part of our national
troubles even before the " Bethel
Regiment" was formed-,between a
warm hearted Southern Dor, and a
beautiful gil, daughter Ct a Southern
planter. ll&fry was a fine looking
youth, of, perhaps, one and twenty,
whose soul had caught the flame OF
patriotism, that then burned So bright
" IN every Southern heart.
In 1850, he sought and won the
beautiful Nettie --, and together
they painted bright pictures for the
coming year. But alas ! ere the new
year had clearly davned, the war
whoop sounded, the SouthroHs chiv-
alrous and proud girded on their ar
nor, and rushed as one man, to the
field, the eyes of Southern boys flashed
the step firm and daring, and vo
man, true woman, cried, God speed
our brothers and saversp Harry a:
no5le-as proud-as brave as the
brsycst could not lag while his com
rados were rushing to the scene 0
conflict. One afternoon, with score.
of others, he volunteered in Cantait
Is company. He FASTENED to tel
Nettie Of the step he had taken, no
ping that when she knew he was real
ly going, she would offer. some word
of encouragement /; but We have secl
how she received the intelligence
His heart sank within him az he lef
the room, where his beloved Nettie ha,
left him. His love for Nettie was tina
"sreet idolaery crslaying all the SOUL"
upon her was lavished all the vealt
Of his great noble heart, to her alon
it bowed. Loved her rs mar love
bat once, there may be a : second love
but not such as Harry bestowed o
Nettio. That was the first outgusl
ing of his great warm heart, he hs
been led captive at no other chart,
wheel! Then is it strange that a gre;
cloud of gloom should settle on b
manly brow2 For he also lsved h
country With that love that can on
be ~explaincd By saying; as every trl
Son6seroer doce. LEFTY called him
the fcl4 and he, noble youth, was $,
verely tried, but nobly cast his Il
Among the Southern Soldiers (!
would be worse than useless 10 attem,
a description of Hsrry's mental suffe
ing. Suffice it to say the cloud ha
not disappeared from his brow whe
the company was ordered to report
- immediately
With a heaving breast Harry wenc
his way to- Ncttie's home. Watch hi
now rs lie ascends the steps, oyersha,
owed by creeping ivy A.: see the pref
brown curls floating on the breczt
look at those brown eyes, whose eve
fash speaks nobleness: the mouth
finely chiseled the cheek glowing wi
excitement. See, the noble bearing
that finely moulded form the nice
fitting uniform-the brightly burnisht
musket All he looks the soldier fro
the top of his jaunty cap to the tip
his boot. Should not NettiI be prot
of 'the soldier boy whose every hcs
throb was for her. She meets hi
carelessly, almost sternly, but-whsn
tells her, that in one short hour he wi
be away OF the traix, her head droo,
and the great tear drops stain her ros
checks. harry she exclaimed, Ca
you thus leave me, when you kno
that my very soul is wrapped in yor
being! Can you? Oh Harry N
heart will break thought YOU love
me, how terrible to wake. and frd M
dream all brckenp ''Tis, hard t
leave yOu Nettie, my very soul shrink
rom saying 'tareWeU! This partir
IS tic sadcst stroke Of ALL 'YC
would net leave me, if you. loved n
HAIRY, | could sec you laid in 4
grave with moro composnrc, than
can see YOU GO, in that case ! wot
know hat you could not stay the ha
Of death; in this you t~CjlIingly. SCI
the tie that binds US, and IA sob C
cluded the sentence. 'Nottie,' CT
Harry, my own darling, don't kill L
i caunot bear this, oh! so, not Will
10 do leave Won hut with q