St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1868-01-24

the blue coats will soon be in Richmond.
We are fighting all day, and on the
watch all night, Maggie, and l have
stolen this bit of paper and these few
moments to write you a line. l love you
dear little girl, as well as though this
scrawl were a dozen pages of poetry.
Pray for your Jamie"
Il did pray for him, night and day
in my heart and on my knees. And do
you know how my prayers were answer
ed God forgive if | am desperate and
wicked. \ week after receiving that dear
letter | rcad-what, you know?"
Such was AIargaret's story, and
though | cndeavored TO interrupt her
many times, she begged so pathetically
to be allowed to finish it that
| listened on to the end. At its
conclusion, Margaret looked like the
shadow of a ghost, and that night, deliri-
um and fever ran higher than ever be-
fore, but with the next day came calm,
and gradually the poor girl regained her
ordinary health, During her GONZALES
Ccncc, she would exclaim, Oh, if | only
knew the last of Jamie if | could only
lc:rn whether lie left any message for
me. | would find her with newspapers
in her hand reading of battles and return
iu@ regiments. though to little purpose.
JImic's regiment had been cut TO pieces,
and what remained ut i; was still i'll the
field. \ little reflection decided me to
90 to Margaret'> old home, which | had
not been able to look after since leaving
it fortnight before, and inquire if any
letter, addressed to Margaret had been
received. The thought was father to
the deed, and fortunately for me Pats
mother was the first person | met upon
entering the house"
And >lure, lady, size exclaimed in
CHEEKY voice, its glad that am to see
We Have We GOOD news o Maggie dar-
lint to tell body But we've come to
see ifall her things is right. an I'll Just
show We my mithcrs child's as good as
her word"
.'Wlping her wet hands on her apron,
Pat, mother produced Il bunch Of keys,
and, opening Maggle's door, invited me to
enter Certainly the kind creature had
been as good rs her word, and | thanked
her cordIaliy."
''Euith. want no thanks, she replied.
1t a ~watc one I'll be if couldn't do
for Ml1-le II much as she's done for
Pat. Shurr, poor folks ought TO help
ach other if they don't. do YOU suppose
the Nrr.n Mary will 1t would have
made your ewes water! wild latfiin', haC
" seen how | fixed that Swate Specimin
n'hmmauity. Nn@-ic', tayther. Mih,
watched him that day until he went tC
>Iapr which wasn't long l warrant ye
and thin we knew it I'D last all night toI
he'd swallowed Il whole grog shop an n,
mistake. The mkt mornin' when W,
heard the oil 'un stirrin' lively like,
wint in wild Mike an began settin' thing,
To rights for il hadn't shure ther,
wou!dn't have been one thing wild legs tc
il that the crature wouldn't have walkeC
oil wild and turned into rum. He tool
10 swruriu', but faith Id heard swearin
before hy the likes OHM and WASH
tli.hirncd al all, at all and there Wa
Mike To Give him a touch o his qualit,
if hc tuck 10 Inle-tin the better half q
him 80 he continted hi>sel' wild glarin
like Il wild animal at us and thin win
out slammin' the door like enough to TAX
the root oil. Thin l cianed up and lock
IN the door put the kay in my pocket til
| should hear from the righttul owner O
it. tor shure knew the crature would b
along pri-intly wild his heels in his head
Faith he came an no mistake, thre
, DAYS after, luokin' like biz divil as h
i and he acted wOSc nor ever. All til
= chI.I,rs in the house set up sich Il scram
in Is We nivcr hecrd since the Tower {
. BuDr - what dill l DO but slip on
. the way an run Tor the police. Tw
- thym- bless their brass buttons =
followed me. and stalin' along, nabbc
: the crAiurr Ii~t rs he was maxim. read
to dal, lively blow on Maggie's door
: I;y the powers. | almost danced a j
whiu they TUX him into custardy. Ih
! uiNt moluiu' a .inc lot o us wint t
: court auI testified against him, an i
: sure H. =. Patrick day comes in Marc
: he was sinturcd TO two months in tn
, house o correction ! God bless "
. iui.e. says |, ye nlver did better day
wurk sin. We was born An faith tn
= iu.l.e laughed And that's the long an
= the short of it lady. concluded Pat
mother, her face beaming with intens
I satisfaction,
, '.Ot course, as an offset, told my sa
! story"
Poor dear. poor dear, the warn
! hearted woman exclaimed, rocking he
. self TO and fro. What's to be done wit
I her ! The landlord was here to day al
= wants his riHt, or he says he'll SAFE o
: the furniture"
/ ..Ilaying anticipated this new phas
+ IN the turn OF affairs, | decided to hav
e Mae.ie's personal ELECTS sent to my hous
t the furniture left with Pats mother, an
I tie room givcn up. Maggie was neyc
! 10 return il l could keep her with me,
+ "Ah, yc'rc jewel if iver there w;
2 one, said Pats mother, an if iver l g
into trouble I'll remember ye, lady. Bl
Il murther did ye iver know the likes (
= that now ? My tongues bin flying
f, fast Eve forgot the most important thir
c OF all Shure I'm as big fool as nivc
Il went to Blackwell's Island. Tho pos
: man was here two days ago, an lett
y letter for Magic that L tucked under Il
:. carrct lest the thaves should De after
i an here it Is, lady"
l How my heart leaped with delight
took the dingy, soiled letter which bo
n the marks OF rough campaign. Thi
II perhaps, WAS the message 50 eagerly CO
i etcd by Maggie, and anxious to relic