The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1877-03-28
ISIBLE Power
OR
The Secret Of Life and Death.
A. j. III. DUGANNE,
AUTHOR OF UNDER THE SHIELDS,
"THE TENANT HOUSE" THE
SEVEN CITIES, ETC.
CHAPTER Xxx.
BY
/" "rRAFTINC."

1ldI waning moon OF June, WnlC0 saw
those two lovers brought together under
such strange condolences and that new
moon of July, which shed its light upon the
walks that Edward yentured in the
garden, leaning on Captain Hooper's arm
Amelia at the other side with Fannie's hand
in hers; rosy midsummer moons to them
were crescents of . more lurid red 10 many
comrades of our young soldier, lying with
faces upturned, upon the fields and hills
OF Gettysburgh.
Another great bhttle had been fought,
With cavalry charging through its lines, be-
fore the wounded sergeant could report TO
his commander. But he was not out of
service, even though his furlough had still
ten days to run.
Pennsylvania highways, and the woody
defiles Of Maryland and Virginia, were at
this date encumbered and thronged by de-
feated Confederate armies, retreating south
ward but the streets of many Northern
towns and cities were likewise crowded
with multitudes of men, whose fears or
politics might class them among fugitives
from war. President Lincoln had called
for additional troops, and the orders to draft
where volunteers were not at once forthc0m-
ing, were met by the angry denunciations
of partisan press, which melted disorder
In various quarters. A week after the
battle of Gettysburg, there was an open and
Sergeant Revere reposed upon sofa IN
Macy 5 roomy library, enjoying the uenclous
smells from flowers below, while Susie and
his mother talked together, on an ottoman,
and his two corpOrals mounted guard by the
sofa side. Saul Macy and Moss Cohen
were conversing together at a window,
while Captain Hooper smoked his cigar on
the balcony.
. If your piano were up here" said
Saul to his daughter, g We might cheer
up that young man with John Brown
March, or the Battle Cry of Freedom
need little encouragement myself, just
now, in face of my fate "
Susie's quick glance at her husband was
too much for her husbands spirit OF mis-
chief just then so he shook his head grave
ly, with look at Cohen, and added
" Yes, I'm afraid all your war songs
won't reconcile me to leave quisS home
behind me-"
Moss Cohens eyes twinkled for he saw
in moment that Saul was disposed to make
a little g game" of that affectionate wife.
"I'd get substitute if were you, said
he, . though it cost me ten thousand dol
lars"
Poor Susie and startled Amelia were
full, in an instant, ready to mingle their
griefs.
" Who'll go, even for that2" inquired
the husband and father. " Besides, I'd be
ashamed to set such an example at this
time -
I" IF they'd take me,' said the Hebrew of
sixty-odd, quite secure in his disability,
" I'll go in your place my old life isn't
worth much, and [ can fire a musket yet"
fOh, husband, you're not drafted %
cried Susie, in dismay, fastening toward
Saul.
{" oh, father they didn't get you, did
they 2" exclaimed Amelia, leaving her re-
cruiting service, to sink at a stern parents
knee.
Two pair of clasped hands, four briln-
ming eyes, and brace of embracing
bosoms; two breathless women, hanging
on Saul's reply, as if their lives were to
answer.
And that cool husband deliberately took
out his cigar-case and p-ofFered 1T to Moss
Cohen, who, with equal hardness of heart,
took cigar from it, saying
Rather stronger regalias than your last
brand"
eyes, think So" responded Macy.
:" You'll not get such weeds in tobacco
land, y rejoined his coadjutor in mischief.
" Husband - gasped Susie, her arms
around that persons neck.
g Father" murmured Amelia, her head
on his lap.
{. Well, it's no use - said Saul, with
snufte; Cohen, l accept your offer
human nature can't stand such appeals OF
affection"
The patriot contemplated his wife and
daughter in saying this, and then added:
" Yes, Cohen, You must 60 as my substitute,
if [ should be drafted. -
ooh, if you're drafted;-pshaw, fatherp'
cried Amelia, rising from her knees in ap-
parent disappointment.
"Oh, Saul; how could you frighten US
so?" exclaimed his wife, greatly relieved,
" Why viii you jest on such serious sub
ject 2"
s. Yes, see," remarked Saul, g You're
both sorry I'm not vet drafted
Oh, Saul, sighed his poor mate, re-
turning to Mrs. Revere, on the ottoman,
while her daughter repaired to her post of
duty, to take counsel of Corporal Fanny
concerning the awful consequences which
might result should that dreadful conscrip-
tion lot fall on the tribe of Moss Cohen and
the family of Jesse Hooper, and the head
of Saul Macy.