The Burlington weekly hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington [Iowa]) 1860-1876, 1864-05-21

A DAuaHrER OF Gov. P1cKENs, OF 8. c.,
KILLED BY A ASHELL--AFvECTIN0 SCENE.
The Yankees, from time to time isays the
Charleston Mercury, Of Apr1 2lth, throw
. shell INTO the city, and nobody seems to
,nlaI aa It. .hs' n1t .saa9a tpns wsd th th.t yss
lnunity into mourning. Miss Anna Pick
ems, the daughter Of eur former Goyernor,
never consented to leave the city. Despite
the representation Of Gen. BeatreGard, she
remained, Drawing shells and Greek fire,
tending the wounded and cheering all with
her presence. Among the wounded officers
under her ministering care was Mr.. An
drew de Rochelle, a descendant Of one Of
the noblest Huguenot families OF this city.
This young was full of the liveliest graft
tude for his fair nurse; gratitude gave birth
to more tender sentiment; his suit was
listened to; Gov. Pickens gave his consent,
and the marriage was fixed for yesterday,
the 23d Of April.
Lieut., De Rochelle was on duty at Fort
Sumter in the morning, and it was deter
mined that the ceremony sh0nld take place
at the residence Of Gen. Bonham, in the
evening at o'clock. At the moment when
the Episcopal clergyman was asking the
bride If she was ready, shell fell upon
the root Of the building, penetrated to the
room where the company were assembled,
burst, and wounded nine persons, among
the rest Miss Anna Pickens. We cannot
describe the scene that followed. Order
was at last re-established, and the wound
ed were removed, all except the bride, who
lay motionless upon the carpet. Her be-
trothed, kueeling and bending over her,
was weeping bitterly, and trying to staunch
wound under her left breast. A surgeon
came and declared that Miss Pickens had
not longer than two hours to live. We will
not paint the general despair. 14A9s-
When the wounded girl recovered her
consciousness she asked 70 know her fate,
and when they hesitated to tell her-.'An-
drew" she said, .! beg you to tell me the
truth. If must die can die worthy OF
you." The young soldiers tears were his
answer, and Miss Anna, summoning all
her strength, attempted to smile. Nothing
could be more heartrending than to 80 the
agony Of this brave girl, struggling in the
embrace Of death, and q terrible mortal
paIlg. Governor Pickens, whose courage
is known, was almost without conscious
ness, and Mrs. Pickens looked upon her
child with the dry and haggard eye Of one
whose reason tptters. .tD3,t
Lieutenant De Rochelle was the first to
speak. "Anna," he cried II win diesoon
ton but I.would have you die my wife.--
There is yet time 70 unite u.s." The young
girl did not reply she was too weak. A
slight nush rose for an instant 70 her pale
cheeks; 1t could be seen that joy and pain
were struggling in her spirit for the mas
terry. Lying upona s0fA, her bridal dress
all stained with blood, her hair iisheveled,
she had.nevera been more beautiful. Help
less as she was, Lieutenant. De Rochelle
took her hand, and requested the Reverend
DickiDson to proved with the ceremony.
When il was time for the dying girl to say
Yes, her lips parted several times, but she
could not articulate. At last the word was
spoken, and q slight foam rested upon her
lips. The dying agony was near. The min
lister sObbed as he proceeded with the cere-
mony. An hour afterward and all was
over, and the bridal chamber was the
chamber of death. Lieutenant De Roch.
ellie has sworn to perish in battle against
the Yankees, and we are sure that he will
keep his oath. He has now. q double
motive for hating them and his own ex-
istence. t9M tf t
! Our entire community shares the grief
that afiiicls the family Of Governor Pick.
ems. The obsequies Of Miss Anna will oc-
cur tomorrow morning at1l O'Clock. Gov
efnOr Pickens and Lieutenant De Rochelle
will be- chief mOurners. Our Ex-Governor
desires that there shall be no military pa
rade. The funeral cortege will be compos-
ed ofall our ladies, all our magistrates, all
our Generals, and the wounded soldiers,
many of whom owe their lives to the devO-
tion Ofdeceased. Never has woman been
followed to the grave by 20 many regrets
never has one left sadder remembrances in
the hearts of the CharleStOnians. M@4l