The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1884-08-21

thought, when the door burst open and
in rushed Mrs. Brown, the claimant of
the red "tater" who, though a native of
Ohio, had always professed to be South
erner in sympathy. and rs ouch had OBJ.
tanned and held lucrative clerkship
under the Confederats Government; but
but low, throwing off the mask which
policy had drawn over her face, she
rushed triumphantly IN, clapping hor
hands aud shouting: "Gen. Lee has sur.
rendered Gen. Lee has surrendered ="
And such indeed, as it proved, was the
cause of the firing we had heard. It was
salute in honor of the Ito them) Joyful
news just received at headquarters.
For some time not word was spoken,
and / scarcely knew which predomina.
ted, anguish at tho extinction of our
countrys last hope, or indignation and
disgust at the heartleas demonstrations
Of joy of this deceitful woman over the
destruction and despair of her whilom
friends. Though we did not deign TO
express in words the contempt we felt
for her duplicity, yet, as q little incident
which occurred few days after will
show, it was deep" if not cloud"
Nearly every one in the house was sick,
either suffering with sore mouth or some
other malady caused by the constant use
of salt food, which was all that any of us
had, except Mrs. Brown, who was fur.
nished by friend she had in the army
with luxuries which sounded tempting
to our half:famished ears as the fancied
gurgle OF water which aggravates the
sntier!ngs OF the parched traveller in the
desert. One day, about dinner time,
Hftsa BcwsEs c.r1e into Our room to ask
M nj Inn N tk1, oc
about which she WAS much exercised.
She looked pale and haggard from
anxiety and insufficient and uupalata.
BILE food, but Mrs. Brown had just sent
to ask her TO come up and dine with her
on lamb, spring chicken, lettuce, canned
fruits and other dainties, which the for.
tunate possessor of greeDbacks was able
to secure. Mas Bowers wanted to know
if we thought it would be right for her
to accept this invitation to feast with an
enemy of her bleeding country. While
we were yet trying to help her decide
the contest between the cravings of hun. !
ger and patriotic devotion the tinkle Of
her little bell announced her own dinner
and settled the mooted question. "Ill
go to my fat pork and yellow meal,"
aaid she, and, with polite "No, thank
you," to Mrs. Browns call from her
room, she descended to partske of her
dinner of rations. Many less heroic
sacrifice to principle has been sounded
by poet and minstrel.
THE ENTRY OF THE VICTORIOUS ARMY,
1t was lovely spring morning, few
days after the news of Gen. Lees sur.
render had extinguished the last spark
In the smouldering ashes Of hope, when
nf
look out upon the most imposing pageant
that it has ever been my fortune to
behold-tbe entrance into the city Of o
portion of Gen. Grants army. Pride
forbidding me to allow the invaders to
see me cvincing interest in the trumphal
entry of the victorious army into our
captured city, and yet feminine curiosity
impeiling me TO devise some means of
witnessing the gorgeous spectacle, ]
effected compromise between the two
by climbing to the top Of the house and
peeping through the balustrade surround.
ing the skylight; for here I felt safe from
observation, as did not suppose any one
would think of casting glances 80 high.
II was indeed grand slight. AS far as ,,
eye could reach was one unbroken
column of troops, with their fine horses
and wagons, and equipped in elegant
uniforms and accoutrements, which to nv
eyes, accustomed to looking only at our
poor, ragged, and oftentimes barefooted
boys, appeared as If newly donued for
some gala day. The effect was beautiful
from the elevated point from which
viewed &c; for could see them winding
over Church Hill in the far distance; and
then down into the valley and up over
Shockoe Hill their bayonets brightly
cleaning in the morning sun, the Stars
and Stripes in countless numbers waving
in the breeze, anu this enlivenea by
innumerableh bands Of music at short
intervals, which seemed In their choice
of,tunes to be amiably trying 10 harmon.
ize the spirit of "Dixie" with that of
Yankee Ooodle;" for frst would come
the stirring strains of "Hail Columbia"
while the next band that passed would
bring tear from onF poor stricken hearts
by the loved tones Of "Dixie;" next
"Star Spangled Banner" "Mocking
Bird" "The Union Forever" and "Bon.
ME Blue Flag" would each in turn sng.
gest thoughts of the two sections lately
arrayed 10 deadly conflict, but which i
would now be the policy of that army to
feeling, as beheld their grand process.
ion, was admiration for the courage OF
our Jwp brave little army, and the sen.
tinlent arose almost to reverence when
reflected that In the face of such O foe,
With unlimited resources Mt his back,
they had held out through four long
years of discourage and not Only
with insufneiency Of food, clothing and
munitions Of war themselves, but with
the, consciousfess, In some cases, that
their wives and children were lacking
the neeeSsaries Of life, aid III others that
they were homeless refugees. One
striking feature 10 that scene was the
fact that ailrthe doors and windows IN
the fronts Of the houses were closed, and
not one white citizen was to be aeen,
through cracks and crevices will not
venture TO say.
A WONDERFUL ENTERPRISE.
Returning to our room and seeing my
invalid sister laDguishing for want Of
comforts which had then no means Of
providing for her It occurred to me that
we might make little money by selling
eatables to the passing soldiers; but
where to get the materials to make them
was the question. However, summooing
our little dark.skinned maid, :Lett.c, to
the conference. her quick wit suggested
a plan. We went to work and out Of the
provisions secured by my forging party
We made some delicacies ~ pies. To be
sure the dried apples were O. little favored
with tea, and tho scaly particles in the
pastry betrayed the presence Of meal,
while in:the lard there was evidently q.
soupcon of soap, but we had always
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