Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1873-10-04

that rough region, bound for Nashville
thence to Louisville thence to Chicago,
where we arrived, dust-covered and
completely tagged out. AT the railway
depot we bade each other good-by.
shall expect to see you back in the
army on my return to odd Rosey, -
,aid the Captain, shaking my hand.
Till then take good care of yourself,
old boy"
"Of course" said "give my love
to that little woman-au rcroir, Mon
sieur Captain -
! reported at the editorial rooms as
instructed, and after lingering aimIessly
around Chicago for couple of days, |
took my satchel and boarded a North
western railway train, bound for visit
ing expedition into Wisconsin-in fact,
to visit my sweetheart. Reaching Mil
ton junction, where we changed cars
for Madison, the first man ! saw on
looking from the window was Capt.
Hight.
Halo Capw I accosted him on
emerging from the car to terra tirma
"where did you come from, and where
going?"
"Got here from Milwaukee an hour
ago-am going West on the train now
waiting here"
"Good again p exclaimed i; "we
shall be travelling companions again =
We entered the train, and were speedily
tranported to Madison, Wisconsin IS
beautiful capital city. Getting out of
the train, we again bade each other
good-by, he s.going to hotel, and 1 to
call on friend. Six hours subse-
quently 1 took seat in the train for
the village of Baraboo. A few hours
ride brought us to that town. Stepping
off the train, to my astonishment there
was Capt. Hight, standing on the plat
form, carpet-bag in hand.
How on earth did you get here p
asked, with surprise.
By this train, he answered.
"That's mighty queer" L rejoined ;
"I came on this train, also, but didn't
see you"
"Nor / you," he said 81 rode in
the rear car and you in the front one
that explains il.
"Going any further" asked quiz
zingly.
"No," he replied. 81 shall put up
at the hotel here for day or two, and
call ON some friends residing in the
town. And you-where are you going?'
he questioned.
"No further" said +; I" a little wo
man lives here, Cap, that 1 feel some
interest in, and 1 am going right straight
to her house"
"Ah, ha " he exclaimed but ISM
it queer that you and 1 should have
come all this long distance without find
ing out our objective points, which, il
seems, are very much of sameness
Who is she, Tarnish 2
"That would be telling, Cap. II
let you know all about it when we NEE
again down in Dixie"
We shook hands, he going to a hotel
and to certain charming private resi-
dence q few blocks distant, where NJ
human being was more joyfully vel
coined by at least one other human being
than, 1 fatter myself, l was. But NJ
matter about that little episode of {
lovers meeting, which you can better
imagine than [ can describe.
On the evening of that same day, jus
as the dreamy twilight was darkenine
into night, my sweetheart, hearing thu
front gate open, looked out Of the win
dow, and, raising both hands in sur
prise, exclaimed
"Good gracious if there isn't siste,
Sues beau come TO see her p and rush
ing out of the room to communicate thu
unexpected Information to the young
lady referred to, who was an older sister
left me alone for few minutes. Feel
ing curious to sec what sort of a lookin.
man this beau of my sweetheart's siste
was, I looked out of the window, an,
who do you suppose I saw there, knock
ing at the front door? AS am living
man, it was nobody more or less thai
Capt. Hight
AS I remarked in the outset of thi
story Concluded Tarnish), Capt. High
and l are brothers-in-law-our &" littl
wsmen," whom we married afte
the war was over, being sisters. AS tn
newspapers say, comment is unneces
sary."
But wasn't it very remarkable coil
cidence Chicago Illustrated Joatr7aa
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