The West Virginia journal. [volume] (Charleston, W. Va.) 1864-1877, 1865-05-31
a West Virginia Heroine;
from Letter In the Washington, Pa, Reporter.

from Letter In the Washington, Pa, ReporteI.l
Almost every paper one takes up con-
tains some instances Of valor and daring
BY some Of our brave soldiers, and many
record deeds Of heroism by the gentler
sex, that astonish aud elliott the. admira.
ton of all. War is for man-proud
man-to print his name in history and
fame, by deeds Of courage and daring
adventure. Yet, never was there a war
that some heroine did not figure con.
spicuously. The terribly cruel and
bloody war which is winding up so
gloriously, has brought hundreds of he
roincs before the admiring world; some,
alas in the damnable cause Of rebellion.
The fair, young girl Of whom I write,
was not of the latter unfortunate class.
No no although her home was amid
the wild mountains Of desolated and
blood-stained Virginia, where it was
hard to be for the Red, White and
Blue" Yet she (Miss Molie Puris) was
proud Of her loyal sentiments was kind
TO the defenders Of our country's honor,
and greeted them with her sweetest
smiles; and prior to the time of the in.
cidcnt Of her GOODNESS and bravery, she
proved her kindness and love for the
Union soldiers in general, by marrying
one in particular, Of the brave boys Of
the 9Th Va. Vol. Cavalry. New Creek,
West Virginia, is post Of considerable
importance, on the B. & O. R. r., that
the rebels often vainly attempted to
take. While the noble Phil. Sheridan
had collected our victorious hosts and
was making clean sweep in tho valley,
General Rosser, knowing that but a
small force was kept here, and having
an eye to the large stores Of commissary,
quartermaster and ordnance goods stored
here, came and captured the post, carried
off all he could, and burned the place.
The Paris family lived back two miles
among the mountains.
After dark, on the day Of the capture,
rebel soldier named Bolden, one Of
" General Rosser's braves" each one Of
whom could whip FIVE Yankees, made
his way to the farm Of Mrs. Paris, to
steal her horses. Miss Mollie boldly
walked up to him after he had dismount.
ed, and demanded his arms, if be would
save his life, as he could not possibly
escape, for the mountains were full Of
Yankees, and she could have him taken
in few minutes and hung ns bush.
whacker. She also said heavy reinforce.
ments had arrived and were driving
Rosscr, which distant musketry seemed
to indicate. lie shook with fear and
quietly unbucklcd his armor, and gave
her his arms, and then at the muzzle Of
the revolver, she made him deliver uE
his pocket. book, which she returned
when finding nothing but rebel scrip in
it; she then marched him into a room
and locked him up, yes, locked him up,
and stood guard over him throughout q
long autumn night, ready to usher him
into eternity should he attempt to es.
cape. At early dawn Of day, (oh how
eagerly did she look for the first glim-
mer of dawn in the eastern horizon
Miss Mollic brought him out, and the
" brave Southern Knight" Bolden, Of
e" Rosser's brave Chivalry;" cried like a
child, to think a fair young girl had
out.gcneralcd, captared and kept him
in custody, and was about to deliver
him. lie said he was only married a
month and wanted to 20 home to bis
wife. "Ah!" says Mollie, 81 have only
been married two months, and my hus.
baud is in the army, you can be separat'
ed as easily as We can" and she deliver
cd him up in person, the only prisoner
captured on the occasion. s. u.