The Montgomery advertiser., 1908-11-15


 he brought an order from the chief surgeon. similarly resultless. Final lyl this junior came with a corporal and detail. to remove the offending cask. They found the pretty matron seated on it's head. calmly alarming socks Informed of their mission. she lfsped sweetiy:
 Going to roll it away7 How odd. Why shall stili be sitting on it when 'you dor And then she knitted on in absolute dumbness; answering, nor seeming even to hear their entreaties, orders. or even. threats.
 A characteristic story she wrote me in . recent letter. Secretary Randolph reposed such confidence in her that he countersigned blank warrants for war department supplies, to be filled by her. One day. needing commissary stores. Mrs. Pember was driving alone to the warehouse. She met three lady friends en route to visit her; picked them up, and drove on her mission. The commfssary was a new officer, who felt his uniform. He said that he did not know the matfon nor her signature. She answered that acquain- tnnce was needless. There was the secretary's endorsement StiIl he de- murred, and she said:
 .eThis lady will Identify me-
 And pray, madam, who are your he asked and the smiling lady repIied:
 ''oh. I am only Mrs. Mallory. wife of the Secretary of the Navy"
 The surprised official flushed. but said that this was not naval affair; so the matron pointed to her second friend:
 Then ask this ladyi"
 The youth persisted: Well madam, who are you7" -
 "ohl I am only Mrs. Randolph. wife of the Secretary of Var" And before the abashed youth could reply, Mrs. Pember added in her softest lisp: 'sOr stf1is lady may assure you sir"
 Then the quietest of the trio intro duced herself: E
 'sI am Mrs. Jefferson Dawis.s
 Mrs. Pember Is still alive: as bright witted and as loyal to old memories and ,friends. as in those merry. merry days of war" She resides nominaily of her time with nieces and cousins in Savannah.
 A truly remarkable Alabama woman was Mrs. Anne Toulmin Hunter. "the mother of the soldiers" Of most not able connections on both sides. she early gave her untiring devotion to che living. sick, wounded or needy; and when they died on cot. or in the charge, her love. and motherhood fol- lowed them. She wrought unceasing through all the war; and when first nameless dead of her state were col lected and brought home--long pre- ceding this era of ornamented parks and more ornamented oratory-she never rested until name and roster had been recovered. in every case possible. Then she worked once more to keep their memories green. She made pos. sibIe the tablets of Alabama stone now at the head of each of the 1900 graves in Soldiers Rest, at Magnolia cemetery, Mobile. From their midst rises the tall monument. topped by the tan soldier. with reversed rifle. When she laid down for endless sleep. her wish was carried out and her marble eoyeriid is spread in the soldiers last home.
 Louisiana gave the hospitals of Richmond the Army of the cumper- Tard and the Georgia fields. one of the most earnest and useful workers of all that tireless band. Mrs. Fanny A. Beers went from her homo in New Orleans. early into the nascent private hospitals. then waking into sbeneffcent Ifga at Richmond. Thence. she joined Mrs. Hopkins in the Alabama Hospital: with her and made reputa- ton, until selected to take charge of the transfer hospital at Eewnan. whence she won her right to direct the changes of sick and nursing force n the heart-freezing wage of Bragg's retreat. She was woman of excep- tiena1 determination and resource; and the officers and medical help had equal reliance upon these qualities. At Newman and Buclkner's, Mrs. Beers did telling work and her diary is full of interest. She survived the war and found time enough to- make many and devoted friends in her for mer New Orleans home.
 : Althoagh her career as an authoress was already begun. . young Alabama woman made her first great reputation As a nurse. The father of Augusta ,. Evans had moved to SUmmerville. near Mobile, when she cast aside her be- loved pen, for the nonce, to take up the toaster and the soup pot. As in 1ll her lifework, she used these weap- pms with earnest purpose and with perfect purity. The Evans home be- came the center of great camps, with much sickness among green troops. And to each and all of these in the
 
 md comforter. cook and almoner.- con indante and amsnuensis. She eheered and fed them, wrote their love letters and Nome ones, and broke the bitter news of it's loss to many a distant The slim, wilIowy girl, with masses of brown hair coiled in the funnel depths of poke bonnet; 3 long check apron and a pair of tin buckets. became the typical guardian angel of the nearby hospitals.
 One night Miss Evans made a raid | on Lookout Mountain and captured l Bragg's army with a song. She had a l clear, strong and carrying soprano in those days, which she managed quite | gift of interpreting the soul of a song,
 It chanced that Captain Howard i Evans--a true man and gallant sol- | Her. who has only lately answered | he last roll--was with his company | 1n the slope of Missionary Ridge. just 1 before the battle of Chickamauga. His | mother and sister went to surprise | linl with a visit. Arriving in the | mountain top camp after nightfal, they | 'ound his command had moved to the l 'ront but the officer in command gave | hem the only hut on the slope, fire, ,ofRee and warm welcome. At mia light Mrs. Evans was awakeaed by Itealthy steps and low whispers about ! he shack. She walked her daughter | md then challenged, the answer being: Friends, ladies; we want to speak with Miss Augusta Evans."
 A great number of the men had | ,rept through the post lines and as- embled to hear a song from the young | girl. Her mother demurred at the lour and place. but Miss Evans donned