The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1898-01-05


f.st crumbling away, and it 10 only q
.,mes.ion OF very few years eili the
mer and women whp can look back
man tho late -urpieasantReas and say
I'VE remember the smoke OF battle,
xe have heard the rattle OF musketry
and the roar Of cannon" will have
r,ssed over the river into the great
beyond.
The story Of the struggle between
brother and brother is surrounded by
sacred halo. The fiereeness aud
The savagery Of it all is dead, and in
;is piace has sprung uv g .;aaut;;een.
legend of life, story that can be told
IN the nursery to the infant on its
mothers knee. or can be clothed With
the beauties Of a language and descend
10 history as the amplification Of a
novel Of purity and truth, whose infu-
euee will serve to ennoble postefity.
Even now it is a treat to hear one
Of those who belonged to the old
school tell Of the trials and incidents
Of that day. Yesterday veteran
who had worn the gray with honor in
the civil struggle of the Cos, whose
face was SCARED and scanned with
relies of past experiences, and whose
hair was white with the frost of time,
was sitting in one Of the public Offices
Of the city, and when an American re-
uortcr entered he was in the midst of
one of these tales of other days which
are well worth retclling. It is story
Of real life, and the once dark hair Of
the heroine, which was her glory and
prde, is streaked with threads of sill
yer. She is now the mother of
family, the wife of prominent states
man Of North Mississippi, and her
home itself is beautiful relic of>the
old South.
During the early part of the fall of
1854 Forests cavalry was encamped
at Verona, Miss, one of the few sup
ply depots on the Mobile and Ohio
railroad, and particularly important on
that account. Sixty miles from Vero-
ma is l;ienHi, little suburban town,
which had fallen into the hands of
the Federal troops, and from this
place little bands of the bluccoats
we're making rapid devastation of the
surrounding territory. Forrest was
thwarted il every attempt to put a
stop to the depredations, and he was
convinced that his misfortunes were
due to some SPY who kept the enemy
constantly Informed OF his move
mcnts His suspicious were fastcucd
on one of those Federal sympathizers,
so rare in the South, and yet SO dan
gerous and ruinous to every venture
of the rebels. The mans name was
jenkins, and Forrest decided to take
Immediate action.
The country people at that time
we're, of course, drawn together by
common bond Of sympathy and suffer-
ing. Every house was open TO t!ie In
mates of every other, and jenkins,
though suspected by his ncighbors,
had he entree to every abode for
miles around. DIorc than that, his
snJwledge Of the country was unlim-
+ tied, and he was indispensable to the
/ Sortherners and secretly. drew very
handsome revenue from the govern
aent treasury.
/ Within half a mile Of jenkins
aouse lived a young woman who was
tAe daughter Of a Confederate general.
aSoman who would have been willing
to die for the cause at any time. She
combined the tender, loyable nature nl
her mother with the courage and will
{ Of her father, and more than once
Gencral Forrest had sought informa-
ton from.her and had used it TO ad-
vantage. He resolved to ask her aid
in capturing jenkins, and her part in
the plan was s.to learn Of Jenkins'
whereabouts and communicate by
courier with 3 nein. ..%%e ..%%e miles dis
tant, where a signal service began,
which extended the entire sixty miles
to the camp Of Genera! Forrest him
self. By this means message could
be delivered in half al hour, and
every man knew his duty.
One afternoon, a few days after she.
had been commissioned q spy, Jen-
klns stopped at her home for q drink
Of water. The young girl waited on
him herself, Invited him into her par
ors, concentrated all her strategem
aad beauty and smiles on his enter
tainmcnt, and when he took hisde-.
parture she had his secret.