Wilmington journal., 1876-03-03

J Mooie's Greek Bridge, a few hundred
yards below the bridge. A few yards
from the road. under cluster of trees
were lying. perhaps. twenty men.
They were the wounded. I knew the
spot; the very trees; and the position
OF the men knew, as if I had seen il
thousand times. I had seen it in INV
dream all night I saw all at once:
but, IN an instant, my whole soul was
centered IN one spot; for there, wrap
ped IN his bloody guard cloak, was my
husbands body How I passed the
fe" yards from my saddle to this place
L never knew. 1 remember uncover
ing his head and seeing face clothed
with gore from dreadful wound
across the temple. Iput my hand on
ms bloody face; twas warm, and an
unknown voice begged for aOater. A
small camp kettle was rear, and a
stream of water was close by. T
brought it, poured some into his
month, washed his face, and behold it
was Frank Cog lell He soon revived
and could speak. 1 was washing the
wound in his head. Said he: IT is not
that; 1t is that hole in nay leg that is
killing me- A puddle of blood was
standing on the ground about his feet.
took his knife, cut away his trousers
and stocking, and found the blood
came from a shot hole through and
throueh the fieshy part of his leg. /
i"''kt about and could see nothing
that looked as if it would do for dress
lug wounds but some heart leaves. I
gathered handful and bound them
tight to the holes, and the bleeding
stopped. / then went to the others.
and, doctor I dressed the wounds of
many a brave fellow who did good
lighting long after that day. I had
not inquired for my husband; but,
while [ was busy, Caswell came up.
He appeared very much surprised to
see me, and was, with his hat in his |
hand. about to pay some compliment:
but interrupted him by asking |
Where Is my husband p where he |
ought 70 be, madam, in pursuit of the |
enemy, But pray, said he, how r me |
you here p o, I thought, replied [, !
you would need nurses as we'll as |
soldiers. See have dressed many |
of thess good fellows; and here is one
(golng to Frank and hitting him mp
with my arm under his head so that
he conld drink some more water)
would have died before any of You
men could have helped him L be-
lieve yoG,' said Frank Just then I
looked up and my husband, as bloody
as butcher aud muddy as a diteher,
stood before me. Why Mary !" he
exc aimed, what are you doing there ?
tiuRRlng Frank Cog,iell, the greatest
reprobate in the army Z? Il don't care,'
/ cried, Frank is a brave fellow, q
good soldier, and a tue friend to Con-
Press. True, true, every word OF it,
said C4swelI. You are right, madam
with the lowest possible bow. could
'4"t tell my husband what brought me
there. L was so happy, and so were
'll. 1t eras q glorious uictozy; I came
inst ut the height OF the enjoyment I
knew my husband was surprised, but
could see he was not displeased with
me. 1t was night again before our excite
inert suhsided. Many prisoners were
brought in, and among them, some
very obnoxious; but the worst of the
Tories were not taken prisoners. They
were, for the most part, left in the
woods and swamps wherever they were
overtaken. begged for some of the
poor prisoners, and Casweli readily
told me none should be hurt but such
as had been gnilty of murder or house
burning. In the middle of the night
again mounted nv MAJ e and started
home. Caswell and my husband
wanted me to stay till next morning
and they would send party with me;
but no [ wanted to see my child,
and told them they could send no
party who could keep mp with me.
What a happy ride I had back and
with what Joy dill embrace my child
IS he ran to meet me -