The herald., 1895-06-23


forgiveness.
4 have nothing to forgive" " she an
swered. You only did your duty, and If
You deprived me of my father you have
filled his place
With one last supreme effort the dying
| colonel placed her hand in that OF his
wife, whispered our daughter. and was
dead.
Il once asked a friend who had fought
through the war if he had ever killed a
man that he positively knew of. Yes.
SAID he, remorsefully, one. At Bull Run
| ran al the first fire. rebel chased me
for ten ssmiles and was then SO exhausted
that he dropped dead. -
General Lee relates his experience as
follows:
Many of the most beautiful and pa
thetic incidents OF the late war occurred
after it was all over. At hotel az Wash
ington is 1865 gentleman whose face |
could not exactly remember, though it
seemed strangely familiar, introduced
himself to me and asked permission to
present me to his mother, a singularly
beautiful old lady of queenly bearing.
to you General Il. +. Lee of the late con-
federate army, whose saber thrust gave
me this scar on my right cheek and who
bears the marks of a wound | gave him.
The beautiful olG lady threw her arms
around my neck and wept on my shoul-
the fervent clasp of that federal officers
hand in mine were buried the animosities
OF the war forever.
''One OF the most devoted adherents the
southern cause ever had was Colonel
M. No matter how thick and black
disaster lowered upon our arms. the col
onel never saw anything but the bright
est hope and absolute uiety OF success in
the near future. In fact he might. not
nappropriately. have been styled the
Caleb Balderstone OF the Confederate
army, for Just as the original Caleb was
always representing his master as being
in the most afflucnt and prosperous cir
cumstances, and inyenting the most in
geniOus lies to make it appear so, the col
onel constantly representa- the resources of
the southern people TO be limitless in the
same clever fashion. AT length, when
defeat stared us plainly in the face, and
my surrender to General Grant was
inevitable, a young officer delicately
limited to the colonel that perhaps his
confidence in the ultimate success of our
arms, which was still as boastful as ever,
was perhaps triie overweening. The
colonel looked at MIN for a moment with
an expression in which contempt anger.
| horror and amusement struggled for the
mastery. Then, with hands uplifted, hair
standing on end, and eyes flashing fire,
he roared out ut the discomfited lieuten-
| ant in the voice OF a stentor:
! Dam up Niagara Falls with tissue ra
Pc. bottle up the Atlantic ocean in
whskey flask paste To let on the sun
and moon; catch a flash of lightning be-
| tween your thumb and finger; build a
worm fence around a winter supply of
| warm weather; harness thunderbolt to
a sulky; watt all the clouds out of the
| sky with lady's fan; saddle and ride
| hurricane; fasten a dishcloth to the tail
| of comet; pack up all the stars in a
beer keg; knock tornado out of time
with your fist put hades to cool in a
| spring house: put the sky in your pocket;
unbuckle the bellyband of eternity, but
never. never again allow yourself to fancy
| for a moment that the poor little north
can ever whip the great southern confed-
| eracy.'
General Joe Johnston says: "Perhaps
| the most touching incident arising in
connection with the war that now recall
came to my notice Oh a railway train
| which also bore as a passenger the pretty
| young wife of a brave young soldier, who
by daring bravery had secured promo
| ton from the ranks to a confederate cap
| tancy. The wife was a Pennsylvania
| girl whom he had met while visiting in
| the north and whom he had married and
| taken to his southern home Just before
| the breaking out of the war. He was one
| Of the first to enlist in the confederate
army, and to devote himself more COM
| pletely to the cause he sent his wife at
the first boom of the guns at Fort
| Sumpter back to her parents in Pennsyl.
| vania to remain until the great struggle
was ended. Now, in 1866. five years after
| their separation, she was on her way
south to rejoin her husband and place in
his arms their 4-year-old daughter. whom
he had never seen. 1t was not long before
all the passengers on our car knew the
romantic story of the pretty little woman
and her beautiful child, and there was
not man among us who did not feel q
tenderness for and protecting interest
in both. There never was woman
whose heart was more full of love and
Joy. She could do nothing but talk OF
the captain ard wonderd if he had
changed so that she could not recognize
him, or if he wouldn't be able to recog-
nize her. Then she would fall to wonder
ing if he would know his little daughter
if he met her in the street by her re-
semblance to himself, which, as he had
never set eyes on her. did not seem prob
able. Throughout the long days ride we
all entered most heartily into that dear
little woman's hopes, fears. doubts and
Joys, and shared them to such an extent
that we were quite as anxious to see the
captain as she was.
! 1--WE reached our journeys end and be.
lore the train had fairly stopped a tall,
| elegantly proportioned fellow of 81 came
bounding into the car: The little woman
| gave such scream of Joy as never can
| forget, and in less time than | can tell it
was standing in the car aisle clasped in
the young soldiers manly arms, and
tears of JOY unutterabe coursed down
| two beautiful young faces as their lips
met. For my own part my own eyes
were so full of binding moisture that |
could see nothing when the happy young
wife and mother led her husband for the
first time to the place where their little
child lay sleeping.
Sberidan's two good stories are these:
''Two soldiers OF the opposing armies
engaged in q hand to hand struggle dur
| ing a charge amid smoke so thick that
their faces were unrecognizable. Each re-
ceived and inflicted mortal wound. The