The weekly Union times. [volume] (Union C.H., South Carolina) 1871-1894, 1878-05-10

pread-wlnner tor them all She loved and
respected him, and her future seemed to
her full recompense for the weary past.
One dayznot long since-ah! it was an
evil day--an old acquaintance visited him.
They had in the years agone been warm
friends, for they had fought together under
the banners of the Sunny South, and Oft
had shared the same blanket as partisans--.
yes, gasyrillas, bSsh~ h~hackers, If you like
Righ glad they were to meet, and the
husband received him cordially for odd
times sake, and tho wife made him well
come for the sake of her husband. One
night, as they sat around the ruddy hearth
after the ev{ning meal, the two men talked
of the stirritg scenes through which they
had passed, ahd, as old soldiers will, "fought
their battles Der again."
While engaged in dwelling on reminis-
cences of the, war, the husband remarked
that he never heew how strong were the
feelings of afectH Hp man felt for his family
until he hipSelf hd married, and, placing
his heavy hand onA bis companions knee, he
said, mournfully and earnestly
"John, have always been sorry that 1
did not let that poor Yankee Lieutenant see
his wife and child before we strung him up
ten years ago."
His wife heard the. remark and slowly
rose, to her feet, with her face as white ns
marble. and her distended eyes were fixed
upon her husbands face with an expression
of intense horror. Twice she cssayed to
speak, but failed. Then, with loud, un.
earthly, heart-broken scream, she cell like
q corpse to the floor.
When she recovered her conciousness,
she had little to say. The light of her life
had gone out forever. She loved her hus-
band, for he had been good and true and
kind to her. Perhaps he was not so much
to blame that he killed her first love. 1t
was the fortune Of war, she supposed. But
-but-she could live with him no longer
Oh, no! There came picture from the
halls of memory that bade her 60.
And taking her boy she iSedalia
(Ao9 Bazoo.
How AN Ex-CoNFED. GOT THE BEST OF
SPINNER.-Onc day, short time after the
unpleasantness terminated, the correspond
ing clerk of General +. Il. Spinner, then
United States Treasurer, entered the sane
tunl of that officer and quietly laid letter
and enclosure before him. The old man
took it up and looked at it and began to
look savage as he noticed that in the enclo-
sure was Confederate note. He next
read the letter, which was very courteous
epistle from a Southern man not yet recon
structed, who stated that, inasmuch as the
United States has succeeded to the assets
of the Confedcrates, he presumed there
would be no objection to assuming its lia-
biliti,s; and closed by requesting the Trea-
surer to cash the note. Spinner laid the
letter Gown gently, and leaning back in his
chair, began to think it over and get mad
The process was rapid and the success bril-
liant beyond precedent He fairly roared
at the cool impudenco of the letter, and
after discharging number of vigorous and
far from pious denunciations at the head of
the cx-rcb., he turned to the clerk and
said "Tcll the old man to go to Il w
The obedient scribe accordingly replied by
re-enclosing the note, and stating that the
power which called the Confcdcracy and its
paper money into existence, having re.
turned to the place of its inception, to wit :
the internal regions, the treasurer recon-
mcnded him to have it cashed there, and to
present it in person. But, one day, another
letter was received from the man, who apol-
ogizc1 for not answering the Generals letter
sooner, but explained that the delay had
been caused by the length of the journey
he had recently undertaken at the instance
of the treasurer. He then proceeded to
state that, in accordance with the sugges-
tions made, he had travelled to the dwelling
place of "Old Nick" and actually had an
interview with him. He described the sui
phurous deity as rather affable, bald.
headed old cuss, and said that on present
ing the Confederate note and Spinners
letter to his host, the old fellow glanced at
It, and, turning to his clerk, said: Here
pay tits man his money!" and turning to
his guest, he continued: "Just tell Spin
ner I'll take his endorsement for any amount
he signs for" This letter was shown to
the old man, who read it, and found speech
inadequate to fitly express his views but
he thought until the skating park on the
top Of his head grew purple. When he
recovered sufficiently to command language,
he turned to his corresponding clerk and
said, while q bland smile radiatcd his face,
communicating a roseate glow to his entire
countenance: "Mr.-, l think this is q
good time to drop the correspondence"
Senator Lamar sent this sentiment to
Augusta, Georgia, on st. Patricks day :