The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1889-12-14

like a guy; hut it was all the fnery
had since the war; and close tur.
bans had succeeded poke bonnets.
while visites had gone entirely out
of style, and linen collars only were
wern. Still was proud to make
any sign. I walked daringIy into
that church and up into the choir loft
and sat down In the singers seats.
When the services began. began to
sing and pretty soon the chorister
noticed me. Coming over he asked
me to take the contraItO's place, she
being absent that morning. TWAS a
simple service and not unfamiliar TO
me, so I sung my very best and had
the satisfaction Of seeing the faces Of
the congregation turn, one by one,
until at the close of the service-welI,
the chorister engaged me on thespot.
felt as if my going there had been
or was a special providence, for Il
kept the wolf from the door.
81 must tell you an incident con.
nected with that morning. AT the
close of the service an old lady ca me
up and. taking my hand. said:
"'My dear, you sing like an an.
gle. if you do look quaint referring
to my clothes. @fs
"a day or two after that, I say an
advertisement in a daily paSaksI
school-teacher. Being asgradsate Of
Lynchburg Female College Ipre'
scented myself as candidte. An
old Scotch servant admittefme. She
evidently was not favOrabg imDre, I.
sed with nv girlish appesance, for l
did not look very much IKE the typ
ical school. ma'rm. Still she smiled
grimIy as if she regarde it as a kind
of joke, and conducted Inc upstairs
to the principal, who vas already EN-
gagged in the duties o. the day. She
turned me over to aim as a Miss
who thinks she cal teach school,
Her manner Indicted her state of
mind on the suhjec. His first ques.
ton was to ask ire if 1 could read
Latin. On being assured that l could
he proceeded with my examination
right before the schoI, and l answer.
ed questions or finished questions
which he began. Finally he wrote on
the blackboard, President Lincoln
says nobody is hun.' Quick rs a flash
l wrote and as quickly erased. But
somebody was.' He turned and
clasped my hand and said Madam.
you have passed the ordeal the stu.
alton is yours 1 fil.el it for six
months. when we felt free to return
to the States by the assurance of Gen.
Grants recall. However, we pre-
served our IncOgnito unto the end.
Even now / cannot recall my expe.
riences without mingled emotions.
They were pathetic, and yet in some
respects, at this distance of time, l
can laugh at them.
Eyes, have seen a great ,vssss,SSaayy
of life-had as many ups and downs
as the heroine of a romance bat |
was mos: touched by my reception At
Gettysburg, July 4th, 1887. when the
soldiers mOnums mt was dedicated,
and the Blue and Gray veterans met
there. My husbands old comrades
and the courtesies shown me by the
Pennsylvania troops obliterated all
bitterness o; feeling, and I now feel
that for me there is no North, nor
South. but my country and country.
men. as all equally brave and gener.
GUS"
When Gen. Grant became Presi.
dent. he entertained Gen. and Mrs.
Firkett, as guests at the White
House, and from that time on many
tokens of esteem have been extend.
ed to Mrs. Pickett, especially since
her Wid0whood. the last of which
was at the unwilling of the Confed
crate monument at Alexandria, Va,
when she was the guest of no or.