The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1884-07-31

and the ardent desire to proclaim the
news from the housetops, we're conflicting
emotions which kept me in continued
state of unrest.
+" When the General arrived late in the
evening and found it really was genuine
dispatch containing information OF an
armistice, I went up to my husband'a
printing Office and ordered q number OF
notices to be struck off in large type, and
posted in the most conspicuous places IN
the town. 1t was done and delighted
the eyes of all who looked upon them,
although with our Joy was mingled a
deep sorrow, when We witnessed the
bowed heads and broken spirits of the
brave men who for four long years had
stood in the breach and we're now return
ing to homes, many of them made desc
late by war.
oFF4FoR sPARTANBURG.
We left our attic and made our way to
Spartanburg in wagon drawn by Con.
federate mules that had been relegated
| to the "retired list"
Owing to the want of "going" capacity
in our team, we were compelled to camp
| one night on the roadside: The next
morning we performed our ablutlons IN a
spring near by. After this returned to
the back of the wagon, where I had left
nv hair switch hanging, preparatory to
arranging my hair. The switch was gone /;
I questioned Primus, the driver, about it.,
but the only satisfaction received was
this: "I dunno nothin' tall bout no
switch, Miss G., but I seed dat black
mule bin de chaw 'pon somethln' DAT
looked like a hosse's tail; | specs dats
whar your hair done gone, Missis."
Picture it! think of it a woman's
whole crown of glory gone into the
stomach of a miserable unconpromislng
| mule. our ports blockaded and not the
remotest probability of getting another
for months. I entertained serious
thoughts of having the wretched animal
killed and dissected.
We took our breakfast, which consist
ed of fried bacon, rye coffee and corn
bread. at house near by. When 1 asked
for a little more sugar the dish was han.
ded to me and I put the spoon in, and
| finding that it struck the bottom looked
! in and discovered that sorghum was the
slong sweetening" used on this occasion.
Rice, potatoes, rye, peanuts and Varl'
ous other things were employed as SUBJ
stitutes for coffee, casina berries and herbs
in place of tea. The exchanges carried
on between refugees and those from the
rural districts amounted to a regular
traffic, and were sometimes very amusing.
just before the fall of Columbia we
invested in large amount of candles.
These subsequently proved a perfect God:
send to US, the farmers being willing and
anxious to exchange any Of their produce
for these wax candles. We let our light
shine" to the best advantage you may be
assured.
When I left Columbia it was with
flying colors, my dress being trimmed
with State buttons, bearing the motto
"Animus opibusque parati," but soon after
nv arrival in Chester dear old minister
called and insisted that if I valued my
life I must have those buttons cut off"
In orde. to satisfy him stood up and
was shorn of my glory.
A CURIOUS COINCIDENCE.
A rather curious coincidence occurred
not long since at one of my evening re.
ceptions in my New York home. One
of the guests of the evening, grand
son.in.law of John Quincy Adams, in
looking over large book Of war photo
graphs, came across a picture of Atlanta
after its destruction by the Northern
army. "Ah," said he, "here's the very
house ne burned down to see how the
chimneys were built"
| overheard the remark and replied, II
presume, then, that your curiosity must
have been thoroughly gratiied when you
finished with Columbia, for you left
nothing but chimneys remaining there"
he confessed that he was in Columbia
some time before its burning, out being
confined to rather close quarters, had very
little opportunity for seeing much of the
city"
"Why," said I, "what were you doing
there?"
"Serving my time out in your jail," !"
said he, "for having visited your Fair in
the disguise of Confederate naval Off
Ger, and flirting with all the pretty Co.
lumbia girls"
Struck dumb with amazement l regar.
ded him earnestly for some seconds, and
then said: "You are the blue coated
Yankee that kissed his hand as passed
the Jail one day and happened to look up
at window"
"Ah," said he, "then, it is to you that
I owe q grudge, for I was placed in the
back of the Jail, my liberty restrained
and my rations reduced for throwing that
kiss"
"I'm delighted to hear that was in
strumental in bringing at least one
Yankee to punishment" said I, "and
now, only think of your being an invited
guest in my house."
It would be possible to fill volume
with the incidents, humorous and pathet-
ic, which came under my observation
during ahe eventful "four years." but
many of them would only serve to reopen
Old issues and embitter the feeling, which
policy teaches us it is better to bury with
| the dead past. It is enshrined in our
hearts; there is its mausoleum, and from
it shall rise an incense of love snd graft
tude, purified and sanctifed by the mem
ories of those who sacrificed their lives
| in the endeavor to make US nation
among nations.
A Verdict For Dead Mans Family.
Argument in the suit for s25, 900 dam,
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