The Penn's Grove record., 1897-05-28

Chief, John A. Logan. Headquarters,
Washington, d. G.
PENS mother s God quite still with
her broom in her hand. She was tidy
ing mp the little cabin after supper.
"Oh, mot err" the boy went on, eff
you and / could go to Arlington and
see the big tomb for the unknowns and
put flowers on father and Sam!"
Mrs Hunter wound her arm around
her boy and stood thinking for a mo-
ment of the f'big tomb aud the GILL;
men whom it commemorated. IN
known soldiers alll She .Rnadered if
2111 hearts were aching oyer theiH
dead like hersl From what awful
places these nameless dead had been
gatheredi He and Sam must lie in
that company
sit would be beautiful, Pen, to do
it." she said, ''but we have no money
and it is a long way"
81 do believe I could make it," said
the boy, and then he added, Couldn't
we sell something's"
Mrs. Hunter laughed. 'sWhat have
we to sell but Garry and Peggy and
there's plenty of little sisters in this
country"
Pen tucked his head under his
mothers arm a minute, then raptur-
ously burst forth: 81 have it'll Roger
Clarke wants my birds eggs! He Of
fered me $40.
"But, Pen, you have worked hard to
get that collection"
81 can get more. Just the thing!
Gloryl Glory!"
Avoice at the open door interrupted
him. "Good evening, Mrs. Hunter.
l heard Pen telling you the news. You
better let him go. It'll be q sight for
a boy to see. I'll look out for him.
I'm goin'. I've saved up a bit and
I'm going back to see the old one
legged fellers! Last time I marched
through the capital we were a ragged,
battered lot, an 1 carried the old flag
up Pennsylvania avenue! BY lingo,
Pen, we'll go an it'll be a grand time.
Obey the Generals orders, I say.
Speeches an bands an flowers for our
comrades!"
Old neighbor jackson, a Union sol
der, lived close by the Hunters. He
had been very kind to the little family,
and they relied on hisiudgment in all
doubtful matters 1T was now decided
that Pen should sell his birds q col
lectiaa and go to Washington under
has care.
Pendleton Hunters father and his
eldest brother both had been at one
time reported killed in the Battle Of
the Wilderness. Another report
reached the family that both had died
In Washington Hospital. Be the truth
what it might, Mrs. Hunter and the
children felt sure their soldiers lay
buried under the tomb of the Gun
known" at Arlington. How many a
woman who a v know It for a
certainty has hoped that her hero lies
there, gathered by his country into an
honored grave.
Q armies had had a hand in prac-
ueally destroying the prosperity Of the
county from Washington to Richmond.
The old home of the Hunters Law in the
path, and n night it got burned d
the ground.
The Unionist mother, with her three
young children, went further back from
the railroads. unable, friendless as she
was, to cros the lines northward.
Under their priyations, sickness and
poverty they had now sunk out Of sight.
Practically they were lost out Of the
world. Their old friends and neigh
bors were scattered from their homes
as well as they, and there was nobody
to seek them out.
They titled a spot Of landyaround
their rude cabin and lived, they hardly
knew how, from day to day. but in
the hardest, hungriest honR Mrs
Hunter made their lot endW5 e To
the children by teaching IL that
they We're suffering for th{
Enduring hunger for the 8w pend
This and their father aud b gun
ing dead on the ba<seHe&H bat i
Of n and the SAM graz Ia N
thingl And ii did make hunge% ~.
to the soldiers children, To bell
and say nothing was to theuxr y
the Battle Of the Wilderness :
glorious tomb Of the "Uni :.
Aud had he
spiendid msmorissi