The Union and journal. [volume] (Biddeford, Me.) 1858-1882, 1868-06-26

A SOLDIERS STORY.

When the roar OF tho Rebellion was nj
its height was wounded, and nj tho mo-
ment when it seemed most necessary for
me to defend my country, put entirely out
of the way Of doing so.
Il grieved me greatly, and my friend
General -, knew il, so through his kind.
ness ! received the post 0f-stop n bit-it
can't matter to you what was or where
was placed. I'd rather not tell, because ]
don't care to publish The fact TO those who
by that INT ans know me. Enough that ut
q ccrtnin Southern city, which fell early
into our possession, thcro wns established
an office through which every ono must
pass and be examined before entering or
leaving that quarter OF Itsbeldom, and that
! was entrusted with an important post in
this office.
II was dull work, to bc sure, while tho
artillery was roaring hard by. and the boys
in blue and the boys in gruy hanl ut It. but
I was thankful to do something for our
side, and tried to do my best.
Ono or two lank rebels were discovered
to have padded themselves with quinine.
or to have dispatches in their boots or up
their hack, and more than one suspicious
character was detained until his power OF
mischief fbr tho present WINS over. And
wo wcro suspicious even Of women. in.
deed lad become rs ] felt, quite bcarish
and vulgar, and looked ut NIL human beings
who passed through the Office as bearers Of
rebel stores anil information, when ono day
lean old gentleman, with n'doubli,il eye,
came into the Office for pass to visit his
son in -.
The moment set eyes on him felt sure
tl,at he was smugglcr. i spoke 10 him
sternly and lle quailed. ordered him to
bo searched. Nothing was found upon
him; and lhen informed him that lic had
l,c,tcr be careful, for knew him. and al
lowed him 10 90 IN a condition compound.
cd of rage and alarm. -.
"rhnt's nm arnnt rebel, Brown" ] said
TO my clerk. ave must keep un eye upon
him"
And then VIC STOOL ut the window look
ing Mt q cloud which arose thick over the
disunt hills, hut which was not. ns We
knew, tho forcrinner Of coming rain, bat
the sign Of present hattie. -,
Tho window was open, and we could
hear as we'll rs see. While We looked wo
heard q sobbing, and cast our eyes down.
Below the window stood a very small
young lady, perhaps seventeen ycnrS old.
She wns dressed IN black silk, with scv.
cnl rows Of flouncing, and had upon her
I,rn,l n round hat, beneath which simmer.
"a, n rolien waterfall. She hal n wax
bead necklace nround her neck, and car.
rings in her ears, an,l she wns knocking
at The door. opened IL; and her frs, sal.
utation was:
"Oh, please, don't kill me !"
GOOD heavens, madam !" crie,l, edo !
hook 40 fi,riousi'' ..
"No." she said ,imidly; "you arn very
nice. But then I'm afraid Of soldicn--and
I cant help leing southern sir,-and.
oh, my those guns ain't loaded, arc thcy5
am 80 afraid Of guns"
We calmed her. foas, and she told us
her errand.
shs wanted to 20 to-see her gTnnd'
mother. :,
sShes rich, you know" she said. "And
have to 70 oiton. haven't got anything
for President Davis, indeed haven't. You
may look In my pocket II you please, only
don't shoot me. Sec, there's n handker.
chief anil my knitting, and q pocket.hook--
that's all. III show you the basket if you
like. Two bottles Of cider and a pie.