The daily morning journal and courier., 1895-06-21

den on rude couch in a ruder shelter
 that was half cave and half booth. This
 had been his hiding place when com
 pelled to fee from his homestead by
 the presence of the rebel soldiers. IT
 this hiding-place sat the boy. "Josie," said the old man kindly
 bring the water-jug and the whiskey
 bottle; the major has got a hole knock ed in himself, and he may thank me and
 fools luck that he ain't got twenty of them"
 With tenderness and considerable skill the damaged shoulder was barred,
 washed, and dressed, and it was found
 that the bullet had left nothing worse than a tolerably deep and ugly-looking flesh wound, and then went about it's business.
 Some food was produced by Josie, and the major, row feeling much frightened up. ate heartily and remarked that he must go to his regiment.
 Young man." said old Gammell, you're going home with me to my house, where you'll find old Rosy and all his gang, I expect making cnffee with my fence rails. I've been waiting for two weeks in this hole for yt'u fel- lows to move up the hollow wonder SO cot Id go home, and now I'm G0!n' We'll walk down to the road, where guess by this time we'll find one of the boys with the wagon"
 The wagon was found, and sure enough, in less than an hour the major found himself in MT. Gammell's house and close to the Rosecrans' headquar- ters. Soon after his arrival he missed the boy, and asked the old man:
 "Mistare Gammell, ware ees your son?"
 My son? I've got no son but one, and he's down on the Peninsula some where with Mcclellan"
 But zee young man that guide us through ze wood and mountain?"
 That young man is my daughter Jo- sephine."
 ''You-your dochtaire! Ze beautiful boy Josie is your dochtaire Josephine? An! I am so mooch surprise! I make ze grand apologize. Mon Dieu, vat she ave zink of me? am all vat you call one sacre flustare."
 Well, I don't know what you have got to be be flustered about particular ly; but here she is, and you can fluster it out between you"
 The young lady having discarded the of her brother, which she wore for safety and convenience in vis- iting her father in his hiding place, and clothed In her proper costume and dignity of mistress in her fathers house, was very different looking creature from the rain-wet and soiled boy of the mountains and all the little French mans sang froid was knocked complete ly out of him.
 The majors excitable nature was cool ed down, and he contrived it that his wound improved nowhere so rapidly as when he was being nursed by Miss Jo- sic, who talked to him much as a moth CT does to her small boy suffering from a stone bruise or stubbed toe. In the natural course of events the major had to depart, however, with his regiment and the boys all noticed that he was man. His mercurial nature seemed to have solidifed. He become sober, practical and quiet He fought l oravely through the war, earning his eagles at Cold Harbor, and was mus cred out with his regiment at Dayton, | Ohio. At the tail of his farewell to the l ew of the original members of the regi- | nent that were left he said:
 q go from here upon the happiest | ourney of my life. I go back to the | West Virginia mountains to marry the 1oy who guided me upon the first ex- ,edition l ever commanded"
 Then those who had been with him here, though few and battle-scarred, rave three rousing cheers for Josie Sunday Call