Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1892-09-22

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that there was Peter Hart connected with the
police and sent request for him to call on her.
The faithful Peter Hart-for the police officer
proved to be the right man-came and was de-
lighted to see the wife Of his old commander.
He stood erect before her with his heels to-
gether. like the soldier that he was, as if to
receive orders.
Il have sent for you. Hart" Mrs. Anderson
said, Ito ask of you a favor"
Anything Mrs. Anderson wishes will d."
was the reply.
will you go with me to Fort SUMTER"
The phlegmatic but true-hearted German
was slow to answer No doubt he thought the
journey perilous one for the frail but resolute
little woman.
This is no time for INDIGESTION, Hart Will
You go with me to Fort SUMTER"
Erect, with heels together and military sa-
lutte, the faithful fellow replied promptly and
''When?"
Tonight. if Mrs. Anderson wishes"
"But, Hart" said Mrs. Anderson, II want
you to stay with the major. You will leave
your family and good situation"
Il will go, madam"
Every well; be here tomorrow night with
only parcel containing change Of cloth
ing"
The next morning Margaret. Peters wife,
visited Mrs. Anderson and was delighted to
see her as had been her husband. After the
greeting Margaret said: ''Peter is going away
with you?''
yes, Margaret; do you object?"
"indade. ma am, and ITS Margarets sorry
it's Pater and not Margaret that is going to do
something for Mrs. Anderson"
THE JOURNEY To- CHARLESTON.
On Thursday evening. January 8, 1861, the
brave little woman and Hart left New York.
Hart was to play the part of servant.
II can never forget" said Mrs. Anderson
show the faithful fellow looked as he came into
the car, intent upon his part, and he would
glance at me significantly, as if to say: You
can trust me. No one shall get anything out
of me- was almost afraid that he would
attract notice by the significant manner in
which he would ever and anon glance at me.
No one but her physician-not even her chill
dren-Enew her destination. For the perils
| that surrounded her the brave. loving little
woman cared nothing. Intent only on serving
her husband and her country. she was COM
pIetely absorbed in the object Of her Grand
las we neared Washington" said she. there
came a period of indecision. Should l stop
and see Gen. Scott, the friend of my husband,
and ask him, What shall l say to Maj. Ander-
son-what message from you shall l bear?
And Mr.. Crittenden, shall stop and see hlm?'
| But the struggle was only momeutary-I de-
| cided not to be the bearer OF any messages
the deiicacy of my position forbade it." / was
| simply going to see my husband, as / had
! wife's right to. II they did not object to my
doing so, all right-if they should attempt to
prevent me, would most certainly all the
! same lind some way OF getting to him.
And SO they passed through Washington
without stopping. Mrs. Anderson described
| the scenes On the route SO characteristic Of
those days. On every side were the signs of
| preparation for war. Farmers with trousers
| tucked in their boots crowded the stations,
wives and sweethearts hanging on their necks
and bidding them goodbye. A great deal of
their talk was about Major Anderson and Fort
/ Sumter and loud were the threats Of what they
were going to do to him.
| NEARING CHARLESTON.
As they neared Charleston the excitement be-
came greater, and the cars were crowded with
men who got on the train at Marion Court
House going to Charleston to join in the attack
on Fort Sumter. Mrs. Anderson neither ate,
drank nor slept during the entire journey, and
they travelled without intermission until their
arrival in Charleston, late Saturday night.
From Cape Fear to Charleston she was the only
woman in the railway train, which was occu-
pied by noisy drunken men, who filed the car
with oaths and tobacco smoke. "Can't you
prevent their smoking here2" she geutly asked
the conductor. His only reply was: Wal,
reckon they'll have to smoke" She then ap-
pealed to two of the men in front Of her. With
sweet voice she said: Nv on ! you please throw
away your cigars, or else go to another part OF
the car. They make me sick" One Of the
men was about to return o rough answer, when
the other. glaring at him, said: Don't you see
she's lady? Let's do it," And they retired
with their pipes During this trying journey
Mrs. Anderson's exhibition Of GOODNESS wal
marvellous. In the car in which she was seated
pistol was discharged by one of the drunken
reckless crowd. the bullet smashing the hang
ing lamp. the pieces of which fell all around
her. Mrs. Anderson exhibited and felt no fear
Suspicious glances were often directed at hel
and Hart was often closely questioned The
faithful fellow knew nothing. He was q serv
| ant Just taken into Mira Anders0n's employ
He did not come nom where his mistress die
and knew nothing Of her. Mrs Anderson, al
though very curious to know what they wer,
saying to Hart, displayed perfect sek-posses
sion and indifference.
THE ARRIVAL AT CHARLESTON.
1t was late in the evening when they arrivet
in Charleston. When the volunteers were al
gone Mrs. Anderson asked the station agent I,
call q carriage. From the close questions sh,
was subjected to-"Where are you from?'
"where are you going2" &c.-the railroad of
fcials must have had orders to exercise th,
strictest surveillance.
"Get me a carriage to the Mills House, !" sai.
the plucky woman.
u cen't set one"
! Then give me pises Of paper that ma