St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1891-06-01
A CORPORAL'S LOVE.
How a Bright Southern Girl
Caught a Yankee
Youth.
But She Didn't Let Go Her
Hold on an Old
Lover.
Counting Under Difficulties
A Ball and It's Queer
Sequel.
Big Guns at Harper's Ferry
The Death of Abraham
Lincoln.

| HSHlinS 10 90 during the summer anu
| fall preceding, had left the Shenandoah
valley. everything was quiet, except
that MOSby'S command and two or three
| guerilla bands gave US some picket duty
and scouting to do. Some of the MEM
| berS of these bands dressed like clti-
| Zens, and others dressed like old
soldiers. Our scouts, dressed like Con-
federate soldiers, captured quite num-
Der of these men.
| Belonging to our division were about
twenty good scouts, under chief named
| Sailor. He Was born near BOonSborO,
| Washington county, Maryland, and be-
! fore the war had been a Stage-driyer
| over nearly every pike in Virginia. He
was large man, and always wore the
same hat, with a large gray plume in it.
He was bold and reckless, and thought
nothing of going into Confederate
camp, walking up to the fire, where
| they were dozen Confederate soldiers,
| and asking for tobacco. He acted so
| confidently that it was seldom that any
| Confederate soldier would ask him any
| question, and if they did, he always had
| all answer ready.
| Scouts of any army when captured are
| treated like spies, and are shot or
| hanged. | was very fond of listening to
the stories of scouts. | remember that
| winter when we were encamped near
Stephenson's depot. We got acquainted
with the families of John Snyder and
| David Crone. A guard was placed at
| Snyder'S house. One morning Mr.. Pet
tingale, telegraph operator, and two
| friends, all employed by the govern
| ment at StephensOn's depot, visited the
| Crone family. They wore drab-colored
| oyercoats.
The guards, seeing these men and
| knowing the Crones to be Southern
sympathizers, concluded that they were
| Southern soldiers who had got in be-
tween the pickets. When the matter
| was reported to headquarters dozen
| scouts came down at once, rushed into
| the house and thought they had cap
tured three Confederate soldiers. Bet
| tingale and his friends thought that the
| scouts were COnfederates. but all soon
| discovered that they were all United
| States men. The scouts were so yeXed
over the mistake that they went to
| Snyder's and made the guard dance
| thirty minutes by the watch.
LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT.
About the middle of January a scout
| ing expedition from our brigade was
sent out OIL the Moorefield pike short
| distance. On orr return through Win
waiting in front, cut into a tree, -.
| +. H., Company X, Fourteenth n. c."
When l was invited into the house by
Uncle Sammy, an old colored man who
worked for the family, found a mid
dle-aged lady and her daughter,
charming young lady of seventeen.
The girl showed me picture of
young Confederate officer, who, she
| said, was particular friend. She had
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but not since, and had heard that he
had been taken prisoner at Fishers
Hill.
told her that l had been at both bat
ties Sept. 10 and 20), and that if the
officer had not been killed at WincheS-
| ter, he had probably been captured at
| Fishers Hill, as the Confederates had
| had but few killed at the latter place,
| but lost LOO as prisoners.
That night in camp II dreamed of those
lovely black eyes. 1t was my first case
| of love, and it was love at first sight |
| called a week later, had nice chat with
mother and daughter, but was not in
| vited to call again. | made up my mind,
however, that L would call again. did
| so, and as old Sammy was chopping
wood and the mother away, had nice
| chat of an hour. This time Miss Eva
| for that was her nancy invited me to
come again.
A BALL ON THE PIKE.
The next time went L took along a
| handsome lieutenant to entertain the
| widow, which he did in good style,
while l devoted myself to Miss Eva.
The lieutenant talked of ball to be
| shortly given, and it was arranged that
| Miss Eva and her mother should go.
| When L got back to camp l found that
| Burroughs had been granted to Corporal
| Frazier and myself, as we had done
more work than the majority in the
| company.
| After a weeks stay at my home near
| Pittsburg, where l was hardly recog-
niZed, as had grown so much during
the three years was away, l returned
and called at once on Miss Eva again.
| found her alone and apparently out
of humOr. She said she could not go to
the ball with me, as it was to be a ball
for commissioned officers, and | was only
a corporal" l went back to camp with
those words, ''only corporal" ringing
in my head. The ball was given at the
residence of Thomas Woods, on the
pike, short distance from Stephen
sons depot. The dancing was done
under a large army tent. Sleighs
brought ladies from miles around. Most
of them were relatives of the soldiers
from the North, and a few from Win
| chester, Berryville aud MartinSburg.
Many ladies who were invited de-
clined to come. saying they were too
strongly Southern to attend a Yankee
ball. The belle of the ball was Miss
Amelia Castleman, of Berryville. Va.
Her brother was killed in Pickett,s
charge at Gettysburg. The ball was
known as Sheridan's ball. Only officers
were invited. Shortly after it began
the non-commisSioned officers got jeaI-
Gus and determined to have some sort
of revenge for being left out in the
cold. A lot of them were Just arrang-
down on the tent, fire carbines and pis-
tolls and do all the soaring that was pos
sible. The officers heard of the plan.
and it was never carried out.
Soon after the ball l called on Miss
Eva, but was told by Uncle Sammy
that she was ''ober in de kentry on err
visit" The next morning / discovered
the old fellow in our camp looking for
.'de corp'rul." | found out that | was
''de corp'ruP' that he wanted. He had
letter from Miss Eva for me. He had
been on such a warm hunt for me that
the gum on the envelope, which he car
ried in the top of mis- hat, had become
soft, and the letter was sticking to his
| bald head when he took off his hat to
give it to me. Miss Eva had invited me
to come over to her. / found out how
| bright Miss Eva was. The fact is, at the
time of my last visit to the house she
was not on visit "ober de kentry,n
but was talking with a young man
| dressed in gray.
LAST SHOTS OF THE WAR.
On the morning Of April scouting
| expedition 200 strong from our regiment
moved up the valley, and that night en-
camped on a hill above Woodstock.
While we were asleep l was awakened
by the snorting of the horses. a
guerilla band had slipped In between
our pickets and taken a dozen of our
horses. They then fired into us while
we were asleep. killing two of our
Toys and wouEding some. We returned