Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1880-08-04
CLOSE QUARTERS.
You're hiding rebels in the house
Wi'out the leave O. me.

-cC0ttaSR BdkEdd.
am Georgia gentleman, and served
the South during those four crucial
years which one side calls "our late
: struggle for independence" and the other
stigmatizes as "the rebellion" In a
skirmish before Fredericksburg was
taken prisoner, and was sent North with
a squad of fellow misfortunates, to Point
Lookout Thence, after a while a num-
Der of us were transferred to Fort Della
ware. During the journey, while the
train was running at slack speed, about
fifteen miles from Baltimore, [ managed
to jump off Of it. took the leap literally
in the dark, not knowing where I was
going to land, for it was growing dusk,
and the day was the I'd of February.
There was snow upon the ground, and [
slipped as | struck the track, rolling over
and over until | brought up in a snow
drift below steep embankment, and
saw the lights of the receding engine
flashing around curve in the road AS
soon as 7 could rally my wits, gathered
myself up, and turned my face toward
Baltimore.
After walking a few miles I saw the
hazy glow that hangs at night over
large city. had never been in Mary
land. I had no friends, and no acquaint-
ances there. | had no money, and felt
faint for want of food; but [ knew that
Baltimore was a sort of out-work to the
Southern Confederacy, and that l was
likely to find aid and sympathy amongst
its women; while [ knew likewise that [
had better steer clear of any men met,
IS most of those who favored the Confed-
crate cause had gone already into the
Southern army
At Point Lookout had observed sew
eral letters directed by some of our pris-
oners to Miss Fanny Lewis, 1874 Reade
Street, Baltimore. AS / walked on. I
kept repeating this address over and over
I had no idea who Miss Fanny Lewis was,
Point Lookout though they were in the
habit of addressing her, according to the
prison etiquette, as "My Dear Cousin"
They. only knew she was charitable
lady who sent boxes of good food and
cast-of clothing to the prisoners, while
they in turn made rings for her out of
their coat buttons, and inlaid them with
mother ofpearl cut from their shirt studs.
[ entered Baltimore toward the east,
and presuming on the universally of
that great law, " westward the course of
fashion takes its way" [ walked on until
I found myself, about half past nine
O'Clock, in what seemed fashionable
quarter of the city. Presently | reached
q church, Roman Catholic church, |
presumed, from the cross upon its front
and I observed that several ladies who
came out of it had prayerbooks with gilt
crosses in their hands. | knew well
enough that the Roman Catholic popula-
ton of Baltimore was Southern TO q
qcopan, and almost to man. [ followed
these ladies, and contrived to stop them
without frightening them. | conclude
they felt [ was a gentleman by my ad-
dress. and were not Influenced by the
clothes philosophy | asked them to tell
me the way to Reade street. They gave
me clear but brief directions. | raised
my hat and walked on, striking the shad-
ow whenever | could, and fearing the
glance of a policeman. I made my way
to Resde street. and pulled the bell Of 1S4.
It was house standing in a garden, a
little back from the street, and an alley
ran along one side of the lot. An Irish
servant girl answered my summons.