The Roswell daily record. [volume] (Roswell, N.M.) 1903-current, 1907-12-19
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A few years after the close of the
civil war l visited my comrade, Cap
tain Collins. He had been married,
while | had remained a bachelor. While
waiting for dinner we talked over old
times.
Women are the worst enemies we
have to meet in war; l said. IF I
were a general, I'd have a corps of wo-
men to defeat the schemes of women of
the opposite side. Men are no match
for them"
"Kinsey," Collins protested, you were
always a woman hater. The stories of
how southern women carried informa-
ton are all rubbish. l never saw nor
heard of any of it. / married a south
ern girl"
Il experienced it," 1 went on. ait
was in the early summer of 1862. I
was then a second lieutenant of caval-
ry and on duty at Pulaski, Tenn, with
d picket guard on one of the turnpikes
leading northward. We were stationed
some five miles out of town on a crest
so that l could look either bach to town
or up the pike. OF course / had orders
to let no one go through except those
who had passes. Well, n morning
looking back to Pulaski, | saw a wag-
on coming loaded with furniture, and
when 1t reached me l noticed that 8
woman, a very pretty young woman
was driving it. The major was in COM
mand of that part of the picket line
and happened to be at our post at the
time.
Tin going MOTH said the lady. I'm
tired of this war country. I'm a moth
n woman anyway, and I'm going to
Join my friends in Ohio
LET me see your pass said the ma
Jor.
Haven't any pass; didn't know I'd
have to get me-
You can't go on without a pass
81 was standing directly behind the
major, and the woman was looking
right over him to- me. She was little
more than a girl, and | sympathized
with her. / didn't see any reason why
ten miles should be added to the jour
ney of a northern woman trying to get
out of the south. l gave her the wink
and. suddenly pushing forward, threw
my arms around her neck and kissed
her, exclaiming:
""Why, Alice, who would ever have
thought of meeting o heref'
"She twigged at once and received my
caress without making any fuss. Then
I turned and introduced my cousin, Al
fee Warfield. This fixed matters. The
major not only passed her through, but
gave me permission to accompany her
some distance up the pike. l rode by
her, she thanking me with the sweetest
of words and the most honeyed smiles
for saving her the trouble of going
back for her pass. 1 asked her at what
point in Ohio her people lived, but she
said shed never been there herself and
didn't seem to know much about it.
She explained this by saying that she'd
lived in the south ever since she was
ten years old.
well, we were riding through a wood
when l heard a Gathering of the hoofs
of many horses. We become accustom-
ed to noticing small things in war. and
I couldn't understand how the coming
cavalry-for such it must be-made no
din of sabers. Our men always wore
sabers, but the southerners didn't. Sud
denly l saw between the trees a Con-
federate flag coming. l was about to
turn when the girl in the wagon whip
ped out a revolver and called on me to
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anyway, for the corners were right on
me, so l obeyed her order.
when the troopers came up. it turned
out that General John Morgan. the eel
ebrated Confederate partisan leader.
was in command He took off his hat
to the girl in the wagon. with whom
he was evidently we'll acquainted.
For heavens sake he exclaimed.
G--ho% 10 ra,1 a4in- Nth oil that INV
niture?'
1.-The girl laughed. 4 tried hard to
get a pass to come out to meet you, but
the Yanks were too smart for me, so l
played the northern woman trying to
go home. This gentleman helped me
through by owning me for his cousin.
But, general, there's a Yankee wagon
train at Pulaski, and I've taken all