The Grenada gazette. (Grenada, Miss.) 1885-18??, 1888-06-09

She tells me that her father n anne
was Wilson Pembroke. and that he be-
longcd to Company H, Seventy-eighth
Ohio Volunteer Infantry began Mr..
Jarvis.
Yes, and was killed at Chicka.
manga, on the 10Th of September,
1863 replied Mabel.
Can you tell me if he volunteered
| or"
He went as a substitute for q
wealthy farmer she answered,
quietly.
Il thought So" said Mr.. Jarvis,
hoarscly. DO you know that mans
name?" he inquired, with evident ex-
| element.
mo; l believe l never heard the
name" Mabel responded, looking
%curiously at her questioncr.
I'D like monstrous well to know"
he said.
III you wish. l can ascertain from
mother; she can give you all the par
~ticulars concerning his enlistment"
Mabel returned.
'lf you would allow me the priv
ilogc of conversing with her n few
minutes myself ventured MI: Jarvis.
Certainly; but you will find us in
very Strengthened circumstances" she
added. with a faint blush.
Before she was half through speak
ing Mr.. Jarvis was out of the carriage
and his wife was following his
example. Mabel showed them
up very rickety stairway
and into a room extremely neat
and clean. but almost destitute Of fur
niture. The emaciated mother was
lying upon the only bed the room con-
tanned. Mabel explained to her that
these were the strangers who had been
so kind to Bessie. The sick woman
held out her thin hand in token of
welcome, and then motioned the lady
to a scat upon the bed. while Mabel
placed the only whole chair they pos
sessud near her mother. for Mr. Jarvis
As soon as he was seated he com.
menced, abruptly:
Madam. your daughters have told
me about your late husbands enlist
ment. but were unable to give the
name of the man who employed him
as a substitute"
His name was Robert Jarvis" re-
piled the invalid.
just as l thought" gasped the
farmer. Just exactly as I thought! l
am Robert Jarvis, and Wilson PEN
broke died in my place. My old bones
ought to be whitening on Chicka-
mauga's bloody field and Wilson PEN
broke should be at home providing for
his helpless family. That's the word
with the bark on"
Mrs. Pembroke was quietly weeping,
and made no effort 10 speak until she
could command her usual cheerful
one of voice. At last she said, gent
ly: 1T was no fault of yours, Mr..
Jarvis. for if he had not gone for you,
he would have enlisted in the stead of
some other one. You see he was de-
termined to volunteer, but he could
not think of leaving the children and
me ~unprovided for. He was out of
work and much discouraged the day
he met you and begged to be permit
ted to take your place. You paid him
a handsome sum. and the next morn
ing he marched away, 10 return.
for in less than a year he lay down to
sleep among the slain. HIS grave is
far away in the land Of strangers. I'M
marked a V by a plain board hat
bears only his name, company and
regiment Except the little bou
quet that we send each year,
no notice is taken of the lonely
tomb. These memorial days are
very sad ones to me, but know my
Fathers hand is in it all, and He doeth
all things we'll" Here a fit of cough
ing seized her and she was compelled
to lie down again. After she had
somewhat revived, her husbands en-
listment papers were examined. and
Mr.. Jarvis was satisfied that this poor
woman's husband had been pierced
with the bullet designed for himself.
He insisted that they should accom-
pany him and his family TO The coun-
try. ''Why. madam, the fresh, green
hills would put new life into you, and
my old woman here would soon bring
the roses to the cheeks of these pale
faced ~lassics of yours"
1t was finally arranged that he
should return in a week for the desc
late family. He did not leave, how
ever. until he had slipped a gold eagle
into the poor, wasted hand that he
pressed at parting.
Mr.. Jarvis was very quiet during the
long ride homeward. and he did not
to the case until the children had
retired. After the house was still, he
turned to his wife and said: Jane, ]
have about decided to give that little