Evening journal., 1897-02-12

ing down that road Aftcr great yelling
he made himself known to the guards,
and lie never stopped till the horse got
to the camp.
] was presented to his sister, and then
was taken to the parlor in Richmond
and put in something had never heard
of before--a glory pitcher. | had great
curiosity to know what n glory pitcher
was Day and night kept my ears open
to try TO find out. and on the Fourth Of
July l did, for they took me out and
filed the pitcher with punch and drank
General George Washington's health,
and heard thom say that when General
Washington died these pitchers were
made Of china, with picture Of Cen
eral Washington being taken up to glory
on their sides Every 22d of February
and Fourth Of Jnly they were used for
punch If had been sound money, l
would have known that sister of the
poet Longfollow, Mrs. Pearce of Port
land, Me-, had ere Of these pitchers,
but 1 was Of mushroom growth-knew
nothing Of traditions and really very lit
tie about myself
Well, remained 4 prisoner in soli-
tary confinement in Richmond until
evacuation day came. II was Sunday,
and heaven seemed to give one grand,
glorious smile to the last day of the
Confcderacy. A smile like a martyr
wears on his dying face and nature,
every tree and flower, was bursting
with green leaf and blossom, struggling
TO be free, and / thought the fearful
eyes Of my dear ladies should take COM
fort and remember that they, too, had
been prison bound and now were free
ing themselves.
1 had grown TO love the lady in
whose care l had been, she was so pure
and brave, and / became unhappy lest
some evil should befall her and her lit
tie children. l saw her kiss her husband
goodby and saw her hand her jewels
and valuables TO an old slave, who
| promised to do his best to protect her
In a short time the city was in flames,
the water cut off, the gashouse destroy
ed, and darkness reigned The streets
were full of Union soldiers and army
/ followers, and the desolation Of that
house was beyond anything can de-
scribe
Suddenly heard my friends coming
down stairs, and felt my dear lady'l
soft white hand pick me up from tn,
glory jar, smooth me out, and, calling
Uncle Harry, faithful old slave, sh,
said: "Uncle Harry, this shinplastei
came from a fight in Williamsburg
Richard gave it to me, and 1 have KEEP
it all this while. see they have estab
lished a suffers store across the way. /
You are not afraid, 60 and see if it vii
buy me some candles, for if it will w
will not be quite SO forlorn.
Uncle Harry grabbed me with his biz
old black hand and said: God knows
Miss Mary, you always was good, an,
God gwine to take care Of you an,
youm and we and us. Afeerd? / ain
gwine to come back 'dout dem candles
scusin dey hain't got none " And h
brought back three, and the light the
shed was like the glory Of Coda ligh
in a dark place.
She lit one and made patrol cf IN
house from garret to cellar under Oh
beds and in the closets; would blow
+ out and in o fcw hours rcconnoitcr agai
I for when they We're gone, vhci
would any more come from? But sl
/ knew that unto the upright theI
/ ariseth light in the darkness, " and he
/ beautiful faith sustained her. was j
the suffers shop back in the Unio
| lines, and L missed my glory pitcher an
, all the exciting news / used to hca
/ from the doctor and the generals an
my gay young lady. Although fair e1
) change is no robbery, felt jealous an
5 injured.
/ Shortly after this 1 retired from bus
Mesa small boy put a mustacho @
the face Of the statesman who adoi1
/ me, a drummer pasted me on the insid
3 Of his desk, and after brief and even
/ full career l was sponged off, and / no.
3 lie in n cabinet of curiosities, not carin
5 20 cents what becomes of me.--Phil;
J delphia Times.