Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser. (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1845-1898, 1871-07-14

buG Iear IOr you, LoWarO, answer
ed Nettie, with some agitation, 'the Yam
KEGS in the neig hborhood- detectives
they might recognize and report you to
the camp"
"Cafm your fears, my darling Nettie."
he softly replied. LAS came across I
heard a shot and think it might have been
fred at US by Yankee guuboat some dis
tance off. }" and gazing with look of ar
dent admiration on her upturned face he
rejoined, Thank God, it missed. see
you again. We will elude their vigilance
by our cautious silence when we return, I
am sure. AS to recognition by the de-
tectives-I am not afraid of that" So
saying. he drew from his pocket fiery
red moustache and wig. and, putting both
on, 10 ridiculously grud voice said =
'Does Miss Nettie Dulaney think she
would recognize Edward Darcy?''
Nettie, laughing right gaily, exclaimed:
"Oh no indeed; never. You do look
so ugly I assure you, you are quite me-
tamorphosed."
For about an hour the lovers talked as
tenderly as all lovers do, and with much
more genuine feeling than the majority,
when Lieut.. Darcy arose to depart. In
deed he should have left earlier. The
little craft that had borne him so gallantly
over the murmuring waters of our majes-
ticaly beautiful Potomac, now rested from
its labors on the moonlit waves; and the
comrades who had accompanied him from
their hiding places amid the darkness of a
thick clump of pine trees, had for some
time eagerly awaited his return.
"Good-bye, Nettie," )" be bravely whis-
pered, and Nettie tightly held the hand
that clusped hers as if to detain the loved
one longer. Big, scalding tear. drops glis-
tened in her mournfal eyes; but she knew
that separation was inevitable, and after a
little while, with quivering lips, she ex-
claimed
Goodbye! God save you, my noble
hero" She soon raK1 however, from
the sadness occasionedasy her lovers de-
parture. soothed by the magic measure of
hopes sweet music, as it sang of "prom-
ised pleasure and bade the scenes at dis
tance hail." But, alas! the engagement
lat G. took place soon after. The
newspapers came bearing the list of dead
and wounded Nettie's hand trembled
violently as she took it. and her heart beat
with irrepressible agitation. Imagine her
agony. Her lovers name was among the
slain. No scream escaped her ashy lips,
nor did she wildly rave Her eye SEEM
ed frozen in fearless woe, as it wildly star
ed at that loved name. The throbbing of
her pulse seemed stilled, her heart petri-
fed
$50 full, that feeling seemed unfelt,''
and for sometime she did not even expert
ence the blessed relief that tears bring to
the grief-stricken. It was when this re-
action took place, that the deep piety of
her nature manifested itself iu her brave
endeavors to subdue the violence of her
grief, and to bow with christian submis-
sion beneath the smarting blow. She
knew that her dream Of earthly happiness
was over. Her every hope of future bliss
had been centred in Edward Darcy's re-
turn. She felt that the deep dark mound
that covered her hero's manly form had
shut out all the sunlight of existence, but
taught by religion, she sought balm for
her lacerated heart from the same AL
mighty arm that had inflicted the wound,
and found it through His own divine
agencies. religion and prayer.
Il will never marry" she said. Il will
give no one heart that has been so en-
tirely another's, but my life shall be spent
in deods Of charity among men,"
She received an invitation soon after
from an intimate friend to spend some-
time, which she gladly accepted. as it was
within walking distance of hospital for
Confederate soldiers. Nettie' heart yearn-
ed towards them, as she sadly mused on
their association with Edward. He be-
longed to the same army, she thought; /;
they had participated with him in the
same battles and perhaps some one of them
had been with him when he gasped his
last, and had received an endearing fare
we'll from his dying lips for her. The
day after she reached L-- she accom-
panied her friend to the hospital, provid-
ed with a bouutiful supply of dainties for
the invalids. The sickly rays of No.
vember sun, rendered still more ghastly
the pale countenanes of the sufferers, and
| the heavy groans # the wounded deeply