The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1867-12-31

iae war thus far. and been 'vinged'
more'n once. / think yoa might let him
slide to-day any how, being ia Chriat.
mas
+ Bot Lula was already going IN tow oi
the nusket- Jim followed, and played
his trump,
A word IN your ear. mister Mike
there is your prisoner sure, but what do
/ you say 70 an exchange oi prisoners ?"
And Jim clinksd his gold together again.
while his wicket eye twinklod. as be
walked along keeping pace with Mike
and bis custodian.
What do You ~ n exchanging
Mike here for ones6i my yellow boys
"Begone r. exclaimed the honest
guardsman, cor I'll take you along
Ny country pays me, not traitors like
you. Begonel"
Cute jam had lost his throw. H.
slunk behind like dog, but followed at
a safe distance, and saw lula disappear
within the gates Of the Soldiers Homo.
CHAPTER ".
The Soldiers Homo on Cary street,
corner Seventh, was in belium times,
dreary and almost as desolate looking
as the Libby prison; and the regime
was not different, except in the single
respect that the enforced inmates Of the
Home were recognized as Confaloratos
in grey little rocreant TO their Aiutios,
perhaps, while tho inmates Of the libby
were Yankees in blue, and the hated
and hating enemies Of tho Confederate
cause.
Lula when she entered, found herself
among gang Of rough men, crowded
into a large upper room, and lowering
above the mass and eyeloping all. was
dense cloud Of villainous tobacco smoke,
distilled from a hundred odouriferous
pipes.
The sole occupation Of all seemed to
be an effort to excel in the cursing line,
and oaths the most horrid, and anath-
emQs the most fearful were banded
about from one TO the other, ,interspers. /,
cd by roars oflaughter. and jeers in cho-
rus, as the door opened and new COM
er woald come tumbling in. adding his
own to the general jsrgon.
Lula sought ont retired seat, and
drawing her disguise about her face, sat
dreaming Cute Jim had given herthe
cue to the part she should play, and she
would play it, 80 help her God She
planned anew, and resolved to extract
good from the seeming untoward events
of the morning. Hcrlover, Major Glov-
er, was q prisoner AZ the Libby; she, in
the selection of the guard for that place,
might be detailed. She recalled tho re-
mark Of the guardsman who picked her
up, that the men were wanted to tako
the place Of the regular troops ordered
to the front.
Again her heart beat quick, and OF
the two conflicting emotions, hope and
fear, hope was uppermost again in her
breast.
'Fall in here, men, who haven't given
your Names came ringing from tho
other end of the long hall, where sud
denly appeared a confederate officer in
full uniform, regulation sword at his
side, and pistol in holster.
"Fall in here-quick, / tell you"
And to the roll Of a drum the mass be-
gan to squirm and take shape in tho
form Of a struggling line OF infantry,
without arms.
The enrolling officer surveyed the line
for moment, and again thnnderod;
Front face !"
The movement appeared to be salts
factory, and the officer prepared for the
next command.
"Count off by twos" And the explo
siye monosyllable went off from right TO
left, rattling down the long line: "Ono,
two--one, two" dying away at the faith
crest end in timid chirp, Zone, two"
Now give your names to the clerk
as he passes down the line; and any
man who gives false name or ficti-
tious command will be sent TO Castle
Thunder If detected" :"
Lula's heart throbbed away down whom
the register approached her, nearer and
nearer. He stood before her, book and
pencil in hand. II WAS Lula's turn.
your name 2"
Michael Meredith"
Hospital eonvalescent2 2"
"Yos."
And The clork passed on down the
hne.
There was another roll of the drum,
and "Michael Meredith" Was among the