The Union flag. [volume] (Jonesborough, Tenn.) 1865-187?, 1869-05-21

keeper. They bear the following
tOuching inscriptions
f"Twenly.nrst Massachusetts,
Betrothed 70 9. 10"
| CThe name 10 not given on tho
board, but we learned that It was a
member Of Company 3 Of this regi-
ment) W
The other read as follows: t
',Miss Carrie Cutter,
Betfothsd 70 No. l74l"
"Bnried at bis side at her own re :
| quest"
| Probably many in the old Twenty
first will know the circumstan ces and
tell the story Of these two Low ers, bnt
the inscriptions on their head boards
is all we know Of their life Of love or
devotion at death. But other incl
dents we do know that are full Of
interest to US, and we doubt not to
your readers, which arc recalled as we
stand BY tho flagstaff and read over
the familiar names on the white
board before us; "FoIliiambO, Tenth
Connecticut" All, yes that is th o
very gcave they told us about, and
this is the sad story Of love they told
us. m
1.-The soldier lying ID that grave
was reared by kind parents, III Hart.
ford, and at the age of twenty--an
honest, intelligent young man--he
went to New Haven. There he be-
came acquainted with a young lady
named Fenin, who came TO visit her
brother then in college. They be-
came engaged 20 be married and all
was sunshine the path Of life. But
the rebellion came, and she returned
to her home in Harlem, TO wait for
his return from the war, to which he
was determined to 70. Two years
Of correspondence aud two furloughs
cementsd their affections, until they
felt that no earthly obstacle could
como between them and the sweet
joys Of life in store for them.
"But to the loving heart in Harlem
there one day came 4 report that her
bettothed was killed. In wild ans
penss she waited for Iis Ietters, bu b
none came Her father wrote to The
Colonel and to the Chaplain. They
could only say that he was 'missing.n
With no thought Of money, or tronblo
or care, the old gray.headed father,
whose daughter, since Tho death Of bis
son, was his all, earehed INCREASINGLY
for some clue to the missing one
even vehtufed into tbs lines Of ths
enemy. She, with that sublime for
titude which only q woman can CON-
mand when trouble comes, and with
that devotion which makes a womans;
love so pure and scarce, shared the
dangers and fatigues ofa two years
search, knowing nothing, caring for
nothing, unless 1t concerned her lover,
Finally, his grave was found in the
woods near where the Tenth once
formed q skirmish line, and q little
headboard bearing his hamo carved
in crooked llnss with pen-khife;
marked his resting place.
"Word was sent 70 the mourners;
and the next conveyance brought
them to the spot. For while the
daughter sat in the car: iage, and
would not get out, not daring to trust
herself within view of the spot where
lay the dearest form she ever knew.
Come, Nelly said the old man, and
with forced oalmness he assisted his
daugh ter from the carriage. Going
to the grave, she walked around il,
read slowly the inscription, and then,
folding her arms across her breast,
she exclaimed, 'Oh, Charley 2 and
fell upon the grave corps. Tho old
man, alono in this world Of grief, was
led away by the driver 9 maniac. To
day, at the asylum in New York, be
is constantly inquiring, in bis dslirium
why his daughter ia not married"