The Daily clarion. [volume] (Jackson, Miss.) 1866-1888, 1866-08-31
From The Land We Love
EVANSVILLE AND ITS HOSPITAL.
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CHAPTER II.

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Mamma, cried she one day, "can
| 90 to the railroad to-day? / want
to hear the news. Jack can ride behind
me, and it is only two miles. Say I
may 90, lady motherr' pleaded the
little syren. ooh! yes, I'll 60 to the
post office. know there's letter from
Frank
sAnd from whom else, Lii? | inn
agine you would rather hear from
Lieutenant Phil
do stop teasing, mamma, and say
| may go Here, Jack, she cried,
running to the window, saddle Kate
and old Brownie, and have thdfn ready
when / come down stairs Do you
hear, Jack =
Now, wha' you gwine, Miss Lily :?
| spec got for go, too, and yer | is,
jis' is black is dat ole gobler dat stan
up yonder an boiler at me-"
Away he went to divest himself of
his home jacket and cap, and to brush
up little, as he 'spected'' he had to
| 90 with Miss Lily to the station
In accordance with her order, the
| horses were soon at the door; and,
with light spring, she bounded into
Der saddle, and, kissing her hand to
| Mrs Barton, cantered down the long
avenue of cedars that reached from the
house to the entrance gate. A fearless
and graceful rider, she seldom failed
to attract the admiring attention of the
few BOYS at home whose fortune it was
to view her equestrian performances
These all We'd with each other in show
ing her that, though boys in years,
they were POSSESSED of as knightly a
spirit as the fathers and brothers who
were proving their gallantry on the
field Of battle. Lily was dressed to
day in dark gray riding habit that
became well her complexion and color
ing. The soft, peachy bloom Of her
cheek, flushed into richer depth of hue
by the exercise she was taking, gave
to the delicate white of her other fea-
lures a yet more snowy tint, which lit
her bright blue eyes with SUMMER
CLEAN, and bestowed upon her rosy
lips ripper gloss than they were wont
to exhibit.
AS she rode on, the May breeze
swept her curls in rude play, and spor-
lively cast her wealth of golden ring
lets over her face
Il am riding too fast said she.
Jack will never in the world be able
to keep up. / forgotpoor old Brownie S
shortcomings. He can't go as fast in
his old age as my beauty Kate in her
frolicsome youth. So, whoa, Kate
Let's wait awhile for your old friend to
come up"
Many happy thoughts trooped
through her mind as she paused thus
under the fresh, green foliage, quietly
waiting for Jack and Brownie A few
weeks ago her brother had ridden
over the same road-and with what
different emotions Where was her
brother now, and why had he not
written Was he sick, or was another
battle going on? Phil had written
that Meade was pressing Lee near the
Rappahannock, and they expected to
have a heavy battle soon
Come up, Kate" says she now,
"yonder is old Brownie, jogging along
as composedly as though he were not
keeping Miss Barton and her black
beauty waiting"
So saying, she lightly touched Ka-
ties side with her fairy little whip,
and dashed away to the depot
just hin time, NTH Lily ~ shouted
a merry little boy of six years The
train it'll coming up the hill Quick !
Let me hold Katie for you"
Lily dismounted, and walked toward
| the train with her little friend
Now, Jimmie, run and ask Mr..
Young if there is any news from Yir-
glnia. l am coming on, too"
She soon heard the conductor say
ing, in reply to her message
Eyes, tell Miss Barton, / want to see
| her, have a letter for the Rev. John
| Barton"
Lily stepped forward and took it
| from him.
Thank yon, Mr.. Young Any news
from Virginia y
Sad news, Miss Barton. We have
had another bloody fight Lee has
whipped the rascals but, 0, my God
We have suffered awfullyi The fifty
second has fought CALAMITY, and suf-
fered heavily Here is The days In
telligencer."
Speaking as if in a dream, Lily turned
to Jack and said
go and bring Kate for me; | am
going to see brother John at the col
lege."
Poor little darling! storm was
soon to burst in wild fury over her
young head. She went to the college.
and having delivered the letter to her
brother, she sat down to read the news
given by the paper A wild shrek
burst from her lips and caused MIR.
Barton to look up. Hastily crossing
the room, he reached Lily in time to
catch her fainting form. o God, poor
child Frank was MORALLY wounded
Phil was missing-it was feared,
Killed. Mr.. Barton uttered deep
groan, aud bore his fainting sister to
the room occupied by himself and wife
as as a sitting ROOM
Annie, said he, g sad ~ awaits
you Be prepared rear VIE III
family has lost its hms,,a9 g.a1a
Frank was mortaly Woul,aea az ti,@'n
rN---Iay ~ lily ulOluGE
My poor mother,"
Soon Lily recovered sufficiently to
ask for her mother.
g Do take me home to mamma"
A bitter flood of tears rained down
her cheeks. 90 my brother, my
brother." cried she.
Soon John Barton carried her home
to her mother, who was by this time
full of anxiety, as the hour for her
return had long passed, and she feared
some accident had occurred to her
child Confusion now reigned at
Woodlands Mrs. Barton fell into a
series of fainting fits; and one mo-
mement of consciousness was succeed
ed by hours of insensibility Poor
Lii. Her voice had lost its joyous
ring and her light buoyant step failed
and Jagged, as she forced herself from
room to room Those haunting words,