Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-01-21
PAULINE CUSHMAN.
HOW THE FEMALE CONFEDERATE
 SPY REPAID A FAVOR DONE HER.

HOW THE FEMALE CONFEDERATE
 SPY REPAID A FAVOR DONE HER. One of Gen. Rosecrans' Staff Officers TeIis
 How He Saved an In,liscreet Actress,
 and of Her Return of the Compliment
 at Serious Moment.
 Said Capt. Henry Bush, the we'll known artist, who was typographical engineer on the staff of Gen. Rosecrans in the Army of the Cumberland to reporter:
 Ut was in the autumn of 1884," continued the old typographical engineer, "at Louisville where l first saw the woman who was after ward to come into my life in the most unex- pected way. 1 was then an officer in the First Ohio cavalry, and the colonel of the regiment, the adjutant and myself one night attended the theatre in which Pauline Cush- man was playing an engagement. During the performance and near the close the actress came down to the footlights and drank toast to Jeff Davis The act was foolhardy one, but eminently characteristic of Cush- man. The result was just about what might have been expected, considering that the house was more than half full of soldiers
 'The insult was instantly resented and tremendous uproar and row followed. More than a score of men made a rush for the stage, and the entire audience was up and yelling. Our party were in a box and took in the situation at a glance. The soldiers were furious, and the sex of the actress would not have saved her from violence, had we not jumped upon the stage to her rescue. While the colonel and adjutant were endeav- bring to quiet the angry. surging mob with speeches, threw cloak over Miss Cushman, and hurry1ng to the stage door, bundled her into waiting hack and had her safe in the Louisville hotel before the crowd knew she was out of the theatre. Of course the woman was pretty badly scared, and after it was all over realized keenly the peril her foolish act brought her. She was profuse in her thanks for the service rendered her, and promised, as long as would listen, that she would repay the obligation, 1t mattered not when or where the opportunity offered.
 ''The next morning we were ordered to the front, and l saw nothing more of Pauline Cushman, although I often heard she had turned Confederate spy, and that she was serving with the Confederate forces, with whom we were almost daily battling. After the engagement at Stone River, Gen. Rose crans, to whose staff l had been assigned, made headquarters at Winchester, Tenn. We occupied the Mary Sharp college building for some time, during which contracted typhoid fever, and became so i'll that I was removed to a boarding house kept by a man by the name of Day, which was just across the street from my old quarters had scarcely begun convalescing when the army was or dered forward, the objective point being Chicamauga. I was still too sick to go with the staff, but if remained in Winchester the danger of being gobbled by Confederate
 
 ing the town were full of them, only await ing the onward movement of the Union troops to sweep down upon the village and devastate it, but there was no help for It. In the opinion of the surgeon, l was still too weak to be removed in an ambulance, and it was arranged that 1 was to stay with old man Day and his wife until was stronger, when 1t was understood a ta>u7-y,21ce would be sent for me.
 About 5 o'clock in the evening, just after the last detachment had marched past my window, arose from my bed, dressed myself in a new suit of clothes, wrapped up in tissue paper what money I had in my possession, something over s1, 800 which had received a few days before the fever attacked me for painting had made of the charge of the First Ohio cavalry at Stone river, and pre- pared to follow the army, if I could find a conveyance. The exertion of dressing, how ever, was too much for me, and I was forced to again lie down upon the bed. I lay there resting for, perhaps, an hour, when just about 6 o'clock Mrs. Day came into my room and told me that Dick McCann's guerrillas-the same who murdered Gen. McCook-were ap- preaching the town, and they would, doubt less, search every house to see if any sick or wounded Yankees had been left behind This was cheering intelligence but could not get away, and had about made up my mind to submit to what seemed inevitable-capture but didn't want the rascals to get my money so gave my cash all but S1OO to Mrs Day, and told her to keep 1t It had gotten on to near o'clock, and while tea was being prepared lay down in my room, the door of which opened in hall leading to the street. In my exhausted condition was not long in relapsing into an unconscious state, from which I was suddenly aroused by some one knocking on my door.
 II approached the door and demanded why 1 had been disturbed. Let me in,' was the reply, in woman's voice. This answer only confirmed me in the belief that I had been trapped, and that my betrayer was, possibly, some woman who knew 1 had not left the town with the army, but replied as bravely as circumstances would permit: I know no woman who has any business with me, so get away from that door or will shoot through it. To this threat the answer came: For Gods sake let me in, and that quickly. am Pauline Cushman. You did me service once and have come to repay it This I didn't believe, but was too weak to longer contend, and I opened the door, through which immediately came Miss Cushman. l recognized her instantly, although she was dressed in male attire and had her beautiful hair cut as close as that of soldier. grasped her hands with flood of questions upon my lips, but she silenced all by saying: We have no time for talking now; you must come with me at once.'
 "Strange as 1t may seem had not thought of treachery. I instinctively felt that she had come to save me from her friends and to place me into the hands of my own. I tot tered to Mrs. Days room, drank a cup of tea got my money, all but $100 bill compelled her to keep, and dragged myself to the street door, in front of which an old fashioned carryall was standing. With the help of the driver Miss Cushman assisted me into the vehicle, and we were of, whither I neither knew nor cared; was so near dead by this time that wouldn't have Tipped pennies for the chance of living. Miss Cushman held my head in her lap during that lonr rouph