Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1881-01-23
The ANGEL OF SHILOH.
BY AN EX-ARMY SURGEON.

evidently citizen of the village, and
resident of the handsome but unpreten-
tious dwelling-hous in front of which
he was standing.
eyes," replied 81 was too late by
half an hour, so the landlord informed
me-"
"You shall be welcome here, if you
will accept of modest quarters and plain
fare"
The tone of voice, no less than the
words uttered, assured me that the offer
of hospitality was sincere, and with a
grateful heart and simple expression of
thanks passed through the gate and
clasped the extended hand of the man
who, although had not even known of
his existence till that minute, and who I
had every reason to suppose foe of the
cause represented-a rebel to the Gov
eminent whose uniform I wore, yet in
whom recognized friend and brother.
"You are very kind" said, "more
kind than you know, for L am not only
weary but i'll, or [ should not have
sought lodgings indoors while my COM
rades were exposed to the privations of
camp life"
81 am glad of the opportunity to offer
hospitality to a professional brother, !"
he responded, ''for [ know from the let
ter on your hat-band that you are sur
geon, and I am physician. This
would have been sufficient to have
prompted me to invite you in, but some
thing else, sudden but unexplainable
impulse, which [ could not resist, i'm
PEELED me to it."
By this time I had been led into the
family room-a most cheerful room. A
beechwood fire blazed and glowed upon
the hearth; a bright carpet with warm
colors covered the room an old-fash-
Toned mahogany sideboard stood to the
left, and bureau of the same rich wood
faced it on the other side of the room,
and in one corner a clock of "ye olden
time" and known by the title of wall
sweeper, counted off the seconds with
stately precision, and sounded the knell
OF the dying hours III 4 solemn mono
tone Easy-chairs stood back against
the farther wall like sentries on an inner
picket line, while the others were
grouped about the cheerful fire, and
these, as we entered, were occupied by
forgotten had seen them but for a mo-
ment, and which are now photographed
upon my heart forever and aye. There
were three persons in this group, ven
cradle old gentleman, white-haired,
matronly and kindly faced old lady, and
golden-haired, blue eyed young lady
father, mother and daughter of my
friendly host, DR.. Jewell.
There is something in q name, else
how should these people be so appropri-
ately named? L wondered and pom
dered the more when learned that the
brightest and richest and rarest gem in
the group had the beautiful name of
Lillian.
beg the readers pardon-I have not
told him or her, as the case may be, who
[ am, or when, how or where all this
happened.
Ny name is Alden lineal descend
ant am from John and Priscilla Alden,
whose romantic history you have doubt
less read in poetry if not in prose. Ny
ancestors had gone West almost centu-
ny ago, hence those provincial preiudices
SO characteristic of those descendants of
the Mayfower party who still cling to
the crags of Plymouth Rock had been
lost in the broad and fertile valleys of
the Ohio, or they had wandered off and
found fower-bespangled grave on the
boundless prairies of Illinois. At any
rate they found no place in my heart.
The time of which write was Janua-
ry, 1862. Place, Southwestern Ken
lucky. Grants army was making a
grand reconnaissance in force, with O
view to feeling of the enemy before
making an attack upon Fort Donaldson.
A cold, pitiless rain had pelted US all
day, and was still pouring down upon
soldiers and officers alike. When the
village of B. came in view, at o'clock
IN the afternoon, had trudged through
the mud and waded swollen streams
from early morn, having surrendered my
horse to sick soldier of the brigade to
which was attached, and was, there
fore, worn and weary, and almost Ill.
Immediately after the order had been
passed along the line to halt and pitch
tents for the night, large number of
officers galloped on to the village and
sought shelter beneath the roof of the
hotel it contained. It had been my
purpose to get hot supper and dry bed
also, but my professional duties detained
me for some time, and when I reached
the door OF the inn was informed that
not only all the beds, but every square
foot of the parlor and sitting-room floors
had been pre-empted.
1t was while sadly vending my way
back to camp that had the rare good
fortune, or fate, to attract the attention
of DR.. Jewell. My boots were covered
with mud, my clothes dripping with
water, and felt as if chilled to the mar
row of my bones and the center of my
heart. 1t took but brief time to warm
me, however, for the elements of warmth
were abundant. At his request 1 fol-
lowed the doctor into his chamber and
donned suit of his clothes, while he
sent my own by colored boy to the
kitchen to be dried. Returning to the
parlor, observed large bowl of steam
ing punch, fanked by goblets, upon a
table which had been drawn up near the
fire, and by which an easy chair had
been placed. The family arose as the
doctor and advanced, and the old gen.
tleman delivered very brief but very
eloquent temperance speech. He said /:
fYou Northerners have peculiar no.
tions about the use of liquor, at least
some of you have. l have been told