Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1895-06-23

who resumed his seat, and began
"Befo' Missis Silvia died
aunt Silvia dead? l did not know
she had diedp
mo, sab, but I know'd it, Gaze 1 was
dar. Biggest funl you ebber saw,
Mars Frank. All de 'stocracy cum I'm
Coldsboro in dey own kerridges.
Mighty fine funI, sab. Nobody in
Wayne county mo- mo'ned dan Missis
Silvia She mighty good woman"
Poor Aunt Silvia! She was indeed
good woman, deserving and winning
the love of all who knew her. She was
a second mother to my sister Eunice
and me-"
ME, too, Mars Frank. Well, befo'
she die she say when she gone 1 be TO
take Missy Eunice to Jedge Wadleighs,
up by Lunenburg cot house. She
write him an he write back he mighty
glad fer to hab he's dear little niecd
wild him. l know he did, case she readi
de letter to me- Well, dat was while
befo' she so dreffle sick. Den she Just
pine erlong good while. slow, fer
bout three months. Den she die right
suddint After de funI l stat wild
Missy Eunice for Jedge Wadleigh's.
We was ridin' boss an a sojer come
erlong an he confstercated dat boss.
l thought he jes' TUX him, but he said
he confstercated him, so I couldn't say
muffin. Den we walked, 'ceptin when
der chile was so tired l cay huh. We
git to ledge Wadleigh's an da want no
ledge Wadleigh's. De place was all
burnt; de big house an de Quahtahs an
de bahns. Oar want muffin lef', on'y
black ruins an heaps of tramplin' on
de gyahden. Want nobody fer to tell
us nofin' I git mighty scat myself,
deed l did, an Missy Eunice she cry
fer 'brudder Frank say she hain't got
nobody lef in de void but 'brudder
Frank an begged me to take her to
'brudder Frank An l 'pinionated
myself dat l could't do no bettah'n fin
y'u, sab, fer you to tell me what L
gwine do wild Missy Eunice So we 500
out. l know'd you was in de ahmy
sab, an folks tol me wha' de ahmy
wuz, so we gwine erlong all right, but
mos dead beat out, till dis mawnin'.
Den de debbil broke los suah. De fust-
est ting we know'd de shootin' was
gwine on all around us. De solid
yerth was a-heavin' an a tremblin',
an declouds was a-shakin' lax a flag
in de win, an de rattlin' balls was a.
tumblin' I'm de sky an a-smashin' de
trees an a-bustin' de rocks. Oh, Mars
Frank, it was mos owdacious time.
Den | hided Missy Eunice in a right
safe place betwiXt de rocks. an / sorter
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Gaze l know'd I'd find Mars Frank
wha' de fghtin' was gwine on. Maybe
I was little mite scat, fob de fust
ting knowd couldn't ketch my bref,
an / guess I mus a bin runnin'. Den
l crope back to I'm Missy Eunice. 1t
was a mighty long ways, but crope
an crope till see dis yer fab an seed
you, Mars Frank; den I know'd 1 was
all right"
And you have left Eunice some
where alone all this terrible day."
Mars Frank, / couldn't a-help it.
An no ham come TO Missy Eunice.
She lie quiet, lax little mouse in de
mes. an nobody I'm her"
I'VE must see about that at once, if
you can find where you left her"
"Sho'Iy, Mars Frank, l go dar
straight as de crow fly. Amt mon 4
quahtah mile, sah.'
She must at best be almost starved
and frightened to death"
In a few minutes Frank had a COM
rade walked to take his place as watch
er, but second also had to be called,
as the first, upon being made acquaint-
ed with the circumstances roundly
swore that he would sit by no camp
fire while a friend went away alone
upon such an errand as Franks. He
would go along. Sam guided them, and
the way was indeed short, for the negro
had the savage instinct of direction,
and went on S bee line through the for
est. In their anxious eagerness the
rescuers gave no thought to the chances
of running upon federal picket, and
happily met with no such surprise, the
northern outpOsts having been estab-
lished on the brow of the hill beyond.
They found the big rocks between
which the child was hidden. The
brush piled to conceal her had been
torn awsy-the ground all about it
was much trampled-nothing but pine
needles remained in her hiding place
blood was spattered upon one of the
rocks.
When the war was over none was
less in sympathy with partisan dema-
goguery which strove to keep sectional
bitterness alive than the brave veter-
ans of the Grand Army. At all their
public reunions they made point OF
welcoming and Hospitality entertaining
men who had been ION the other side.
So in 1872, L. Post of New York re-
ceived as one of its guests young
Southerner, Captain Frank Beverly,
who happened to be North on business,
and invited him to participate in their
commemmoration of that anniversary
which should be held sacred by all
alike. North and South, in memory of
our beloved and honored dead, who left
sorrowing hearts behind them, no mat
ter upon which side they fell. Captain
Beverly gratefully accepted the cor
daily extended invitation, and was
given seat in Colonel Swift's carriage
on the long ride TO Greenwood Gene
terry.
your face is strangely familiar to
me-" remarked the colonel, as they
rode along together, yet for the life Oh
me I can't place you. Were you ever
in New York before?'
mo, never"
And I have not been south, even as
far as Washington since the war"
Perhaps we met under circumstan-
/ ces unfavorable to acquaintance during
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