Nebraska advertiser. [volume] (Brownville, Nemaha County, N.T. [Neb.]) 1856-1882, 1865-10-19

a fancy glass plate up over each state
room door, with the name of some one of
our American immortals on it,ih gilt let
ters-as Clay, Webster, Jackson, etc.
As our programme was to have one
part of that jolly time of ours out in the
social ball that night, we might possibly
forget that we had wives waiting for as
as many better and worse man than we
were, have done, we set about investi-
eating the possibilities of entering our
lodgings without sdisturbing our wives, in
case they should happen to be turned in
when we came home.
All right, admirable, couldn't be i'm
proved, dead latches to the locks, so that
our wives could fasten themselves in. an d
everybody but their husbands out. Cap
ital idea, that. Give US our keys, Col
onel, while we think of it. And Orton,
who had the brass ialismans in his pOck-
ell, distributed them very carefully, study.
ing little over each medal attached to
the keys. to be sure he was'correct, serV.
ing out to US Clinton, Burnside, Gov.
Curtin, SC. which we pock eted quite as
car efully against the time of need.
Now the first guess would naturally
be, that separated from five to twenty
months from our wives as we had been,
our first devotion would have been paid
to them. But that was just the reason
why we chose to spend awhile in the
social hall first.
There were at least forty fellow shoul-
der.straps on board who knew all the
matrimonial ropes, and | suppose humid
red more bon conlpagnOns, and il we had
rushed in to hugging and kissing, and
taken to locking ourselves into our rooms
the first thing-lhunder! they'd have
been run ming and bleeding US at the bar
the whole passage. We are not so green
1t was a capital plea TO Put our wives on,
too.
So afetr: tea We went forward, got
happy, and KEEP, on growing haapler,tili
about ter clock, when Cob. Orion mad e
an appeal 10 our generosity. He had
been pack horse all day-was tried.
didu't feet as well as he might. Would
we let him off? He wanted to, turn in.
Yes, we would that He was a dry
chip, anyhow-not much ginger IN him.
Go on, CoIonel-go and turn in. So on
went Col Orion, and eff we went on our
jubilee tack agin.
At length, little before twelve o.
clock, we voted to square away and run
down for Blanket Bay, and off we went,
making short tacks, with fair wind or
the passage, down the long saloon, going
afoul of every craft we fell IN with wheth-
er at anchor or under weigh, until at last
we got into the latitude of the glass
statesmen and generals, when we hove
to and hunted up latch keys.
All right. We could read plain enough
yet the great gold letters on the glass
and the little brass letters on the key tai,
lies.
"Here you are-General Taylor
that's my barbor. G ge- gent-lim," declar-
ed Lieutenant Ives in somewhat tangled
articulation.
"Guv-nor-or Curtin's may man" was
Colonel Marshall's declaration.
Pm going 70 turn in 10 Dewitt Gin
ton, with little curly Carrie boasted
Major Florence.
''And am to sail under Burnside,
SAID Dick Marline, holding up his latch
key closer to the light, to make sure he
was right in the tally.
"Well, I'm bIess beautiful if / amt
billeted on, or in, Genelal Cameron"
growled George Coleman. However.
don't care cuss who's over me. so
long as Mary lays alongside. Albright, |
shipmates."
50 that leaves me General Scott"
said Captain Hamilton, taking near
sighted look at his latch ley.
Il say, shipmates le.les er do er thing |
quieter, ye see." suggested Lieutenant
Ives.
Yes. that sit, ge.gen-ta-lims." sup |
ported Colonel Marshall. "Yesee the
girls all er sleep by this time
lesser go softly, SOS nOtter wake EN- up. |
essr'l wanter know what time 'tis''
Yes let's 60 soflly," everybody re-
spopded ard so we went like burglars to
our respective key holes, and let ourselves
in 30 stiIl you couldn't have heard click
ora crack of single door.
] was inside in the dark, and hauling
away at nY-starboard boot, when lit'Ie
dimity woke up about half way purOui
her hand sleepily like. Snd- laying it on
my port leg by guess, said in a sort of
dreamy way:
'tAh, that you. husband! What kept |
you away so long"
"S.s.s-sh. nv deaf !" I WHISPERED -