Richmond dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1884-1903, 1886-07-04

| a dsputation of the students presented
themselves to make excuses for the little
incident sxtemporized by one OF their
comrades without knowing with whom
| he was talking. I told them that the
whole affair had given me great pleasure,
and that was glad to find that Vir-
cinia students were as much disposed
10 droll Joking as ours in Germany"
From Charlottesville the trip was
made that same evening to Warrcnton,
and here is description Of scene that
| awakened glorious memories. On ar
irving at ,WaTrenton "night had fallen
and the depot and ncighborhood were
lighted with bonfires and torches to the
brightness of day. An infantry com
pany was drawn up and presented arms.
THE OLD BUGLE.
GAS ! approached the carriage the
band struck up Dixie, and thousand
voiced hurrah was re-echoed, while |
was greeted by my old comrades, Cen
eral Payne and the other members OF
the committee. Making our way
through the dense crowd Of men,
women, and children to the carriage of
nv host, at the moment when ! had
taken nv seat, suddenly there rang out
our old Stuart-beadquarters bugle-csll
that had so often summoned Us to the
fight. Fairly electrified, | sprang up
and saw behind the carriage, in full
Confederate uniform, our brave staff
bugler Steele, who, heard after
wards, had not spared himself forty
mile ride in order to give me this sur
prise. When sprang from the car
rage, reaching both hands to him and
calling him by name, his feelings quite
overcame him, and, sobbing aloud, his
words broke out Thank God that |
am spared to see this day cannot
describe the impression made upon me
and every one by this simple, but in
its way solemn, incident. No eye but
what was moist, and no heart that paid
not its tribute to the mighty past.
Yes, it is a beautiful thing, this brother
hood in arms, cemsnted by blood and
iron, and indestructible as true friend
ship"
Space fails to give all the incidents
Of the visit to Warrenton and the sur
rounding country, Astounding in locali-
ties that brought memories Of the scenes
enacted in them /; the meeting and
greeting Of so many old friends, former
companions in arms, and fellows in
many an adventure and combat; the
visit to the battlefields Of Brandy
Station and Fleetwood, where Won
Borcke's memory could even locate the
positions Of different commands on
those hard.fought fields.
"At Upperville l entered the room
in which, after my wound, twenty-one
years before, | had fought against
death; and then we visited Bowling
Brook, where some days later | had
been so Hospitality and tenderly cared
for. Every particular of the place re-
CURED fully to my memory. How
wonderful are the providences of God !
Then neither nor any one else believed
that my life could be counted on for ten
minutes, and yet now, comparatively
well and healthy, though with the enc
my's bullet yet in my lung, after more
than two decades, stood again on the
same spot"
A FAITHFUL NEGRO.
An anecdote of an old negro, whom
he met at Colonel Welby Carter's in
that neighborhood, made considerable
impression on our author as illustrating
the faithfulness Of an old slave to his
master: (" An old negro man, who
formerly belonged to Colonel Dulaney,
coming in to pay his respects to Gen.
eral Robertson, remembered me also
from the time Of the war. The old man
was held in great regard by all of the
Carter and Dulaney families, and the
Colonel presented him to me as one of
the old.fashioned negroes, to whom he
owed great thanks. During the war
the family had sought refuge elsewhere,
and the Colonel, absent with his regi-
ment, had entrusted the care of every
thing to this faithful servant, who, on
the approach Of the enemy, buried the
valuable silverware belonging to the
house to save it from the Federal troop
ers. When Colonel Dulaney returned,
two years later, to his devastated home,
believing everything to be lost, this
negro man conducted him to the spot
where the treasure was buried, with
beamiDg countenance restoring it to his
surprised and grateful master"
Leaving his friends of Fsuquier aud
Loudoun and their charming hospitality,
here is little note about war-worn
Culpeper and its loDg.ago familiar sur
roundings: Colonel Gibson, with some
friends, received me at the depot, and
conducted me to his home, the former
residence OF Judge Shackelford, his
ather-in.law, under whose hospitable
roof | had passed many pleasant hour
during the war, in company with Pei
ham, who afterwards died there from
his wound. Fortunately | found at
home four daughters Of the house, who
received NE with the same old friendly
hospitality. The next morning recog-
Missed, with kind of melancholy, the old
hotel across the street, with its bigporch
and green blinds. Often during the war
had we had quarters there, and every
thing about it seemed much the same
as formerly; only there was wanting
the friendly face of the stout old land
lady who had so often welcomed US.
Taking q walk with Colonel Gibson
through the town, was greeted by
number Of old friends, recognized
numerous places, and was rejoiced to
see general signs Of the renewed growth
of spot that had been so dear to me,
over which the tracks Of war had so
often passed. In the afternoon we took
a carriage drive to the surrounding
country, in which we passed the spot
where Stuart's headquarters had been
for a considerable time in 1868; and
from nearby elevation we overlooked
all the charming landscape surrounding,
and the places Of many former camp
scene,"
RETURN TO RICHMOND.
Returning next day to Richmond, we
have description of reception ten
dered him by the Gesangyerein Vir-