Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1865-09-14
ssI Wore the Blue"

The following fragment describes only one
of many martyrs abused to death by the re-
bellious South, and whose blood appeals to
The vengeance of God The hero whose
death is recorded was Union captain, cap
tured at the battle of Fair Oaks, and starved
in Belle Isle prison; and his widow tells the
story of his return: t''
Last October they brought my husband
home. O, what pitiful sembance of the
man who waved his gilded cap to me from the
road, as l stood in the-porch that September
morning so long ago! They left him alone
in the parlor to wait for me, for had tainted
at sight of him from the window--my darling
Frank-this skeleton with sunken limbs and
rhastly fallen cheek and dull eyes Could it
be hef Only when entered the parlor where
he sat, and beheld the clustering black hair
that shaded his white forehead could see
ought of the man had married in that May
night when the odor of the apple blooms was
in the air. He looked on me so ptilully, and
raised his wan hands as If to embrace me.
flew to his breast, and kissed his white cheek
and colorless lips with despair in my heart,
for knew he had come home to die"
"Is this my husband2' murmured in
tone of awe, as looked upon the strange,
strange face. sfs !. a.,s..t..
"TIis is what they have left of him." said
he, smiling family; and hid my face in his
bosom.
"Where is my boy?' smoothing my hair
with his bony hand 8"
. / went for Frank and held him up while
his father wrapped him in his arms. The
little fellow looked into the white and bearded
face with straight, earnest gaze, and then
his eyes filled with tears, and his lips began
to culver; but it was with pity, not with child
ish fear, for he put up his little land to his
fathers mouth caressingly, and said, "Papa
sick!" n
The winter rolled by slowly, and he did not
die. Sometimes would feel wild hope that
he might recover, and he would see it shining
in my eyes, and would smile and shake his
head at the unspoken thought 25''
'In the spring. he said very often---''in
the spring | shall die" 80.
SWhat do you see out there, Captain
Frank?" asked DR.. Thomas one day, as he
entered the room. '11
~ am looking southwark" whispered
Frank. '"iThere will be grand news from the
front f very soon That is what l am waiting
Presently Philip came in sight around the
bend in the road. He was waving the news
paper in the air, and shouting something, brt
we could not hear. The orchard shut him
from view minute after, and l ran down to
meet him and get the Republican. '.s
"HoorayI cried Philip; "VictoryI" 56 T
Idevoured the news with quick eyes, and
then ran up stairs to Frank, and knelt by his
chair. "1 91ig
''Dear husband" said I, 'the news is grand.
Do you think you can bear to hear it2' = y
"Mary," said he, 81 shall never be stronger
than am this hour. 1t is my last Tell
me the good news have waited long for it. /"
Amidst my tears l read the news. Rich
mond was evacuated, and our troops occupied
it. JEFF Davis was flying for his life, and
Lees whole army had surrendered to Grant
An order had been issued to stop recruiting
and drafting Peace had already dawned.
He listened with closed eyes, an expression
of unutterable happiness on his white face,
"GloryI' he murmured, when / had done.
aThe night is past Dear wife, am happy
now. knew / should live to see the dawn.
An hour later he passed away. / sat at