Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1886-05-14
Misfellaneans.
HARBoRING A YANKEE SPY.


religious body in our city, | made the
acquaintance of the Rev. Mr.. Dubuque.
a delegate from one of the Northwestern
States. says a writer in the Atlanta Con-
stitutiOn. What attracted me toward
the man was his amiabiity and meek
ness Mr.. Dubuque came up to my
ileal of a prea cher, and found his
companionship very pleasant One after
noon my friend asked me if thought
any Of the bomb-proofs dug by the citi-
Gems during the siege Of Atlanta we're
still in existence. lie desired to see
one, as he had been requested by his
friends at home to sketch il. II know
of one that we can reach 10 ten
minutes walk | said. Mr.. Dubuque
was delighted, and we were soon on our
way to tho place.
had slight acquaintance with the
old lady upon whose premises the bomb
proof was situated, and when we reached
tho place and stated the object of our
visit, permission was readily given to
examine the queer looking hole in the
ground which had served us a refuge
from Sherman's shells. The bomb-proof,
fortunately, was in fine state Of preser-
walton, and the old lady pointed it out
to US with good deal Of pride. At
first We saw only a huge mound OF earth
covered with grass, but at one end we
found an opening to crooked UNDER
ground chamber. about six feet deep,
ten feet long aud five in width. No
falling she'll had sufficient force to pene-
trate that mound, composed of red clay,
timber and scrap iron.
When VIC scrambled out of the gloomy
place the old lady remarked that when
she occupied it the walls were lined with
old carpets, and tho floor was covered
with rugs. With few chairs and some
blankets her family had found u night
in the dug-out, as she called it, very en-
durable.
"Thosc were stirring tines said Mr..
Dubuque
They were, indeed, replied our hos
tess. Il eau never forgive Gen. Sher-
man for shelling city full Of women
and children
One of the necessities of war" said
the preacher in an undortone "By the
way, did any of your soldiers ever seek
shelter in this snug little hole ?"
"0nly one replied the lady, "and
he turned out to be Yankee spy"
'Is it possible p her two listeners cx-
claimed
eyes, | was never 80 surprised in my
life. One day the Smelling was I'M
usually hot Two spent shells struck
the house. A soldier who was passing
ran into our yard and made for the
bomb-proof. He requested our permits
sion to remain for few minutes, and of
course we had no objection. He was
fine looking young man and made him-
self very agreeable. When he left he
expressed a wish for something to read,
and | let him have The ABIDE Camp
a Confederate novel He promised to
return it, but did not expect to see il
again. y
"And did he return ii p asked.
Eyes, and / wish he hadn't. Why,
what do you think? Two weeks later,
after Sherman had occupied the city, |
was out in my front yard one morning
looking after my plants, when who should
ride up to the fence but young officer
in spick-spank new uniform. wouldn't
look at him until he saluted me, and said
Madam, have called to return your
book. enjoyed it very much took
the book. II was The Abide Camp
Then / looked the officer full in the face.
80 you were spy l said That's
what they call it," replied the young
rascal, with a laugh. Ho bowed. waved
his hand, and galloped of. never
saw him again, but would know him
anywhere by the two scars on bis right
temple"
"A very interesting incident. " said
Mr.. Dubuque. '"It is to be hoped that
your SPY abandoned the tricks Of his
business and settled down into a good
citizen after the war"
It don't believe word Of il, re-
sponded the old lady. If | had known
what he was at first | would have had
him turned over to General Hood and
shot"
BY this time VIC had seen all there
was to be seen and we're ready to take
our departure. As be turned to go.
after thanking the mistress Of the house
for her courtesy, Mr.. Dubuque, before
replacing his hat, brushed away his curly
locks from his temple, revealing two
little scars, and gazcd at the good lady.
who was smiling upon him
my goodness - exclaimed the ex-
cited woman. why, you arc the spy :.
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