The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-12-24

the Wards.
 q am sorry to release you, Miss What's-your-name- You might have more chance for enjoyment if you were to remain north. I mean," he added, catching a dangerous gleam in Ger trude's eye, ''that you must find it dull in the south, with no beaux nor noth- ing"
 Your beaux are in the field, where they belong, sir,'' retorted the girl haughtily.
 The captain bowed gallantly and made his adfeu. Then Gertrude asked the gray garbed sentry where General Jacksons army was located at the mo- ment.
 "'Lawd bless you, miss, nobody knows. He thought be in Richmond by now or he mought be in Washington. They do say as how letter come along once address to 'GineraI Jackson, Some where,' and he got it at Woodstock. But that was way back two weeks ago.
 Mrs. Haveri4I. the co1onel's wife, had an anxious and busy time of it in Washington. Seeing little of her hus- band and that little at moments when he was OverworEed and moroSe, she found congenial distraction in the com panionship of Edith Haveril1, Franks wife, for what the fugitive had told Kerchival West at Charleston was con firmed when the elder Mrs. Haverils went to New York and found the un- fortunate young woman suffering in silence, full of loyalty, courage and gratitude, but in reality knowing no more about Franks whereabouts than any one else did.
 At the warm insistence of the Haver- ills, Edith came on to Washington and took up her home with them. Here her baby boy was born and they chris tened him after his father, so that the name of Frank Haverill should still be familinrly spoken in the household.
 Then the two women, like so many others both of gentle birth and of lowly station, but above all sisters in affliction. engaged in the work of min istering to the sick and wounded sol diecs who filed the wards of the iIn- provised hospitals in the patent office building and elsewhere
 At irregular intervals during the year Edith had received sums of money from. an anonymous source, carefully concealed, but soneW here in the army. She knew it was from her husband, but the only time any word ac companied the envoy was shortly after the birth of her baby. when a brief loving message filled the young mothers heart with joy and gratitude.
 This communica ton afforded no tan gibIe clue as to the writer's where abouts, but it was the means of set ting on foot a systematic search on the part of Colonel Haverill, who be- heath the mask of Spartan indifer- ence had in reality rejoiced at hearing of his sons resolution to make atone ment by enlisting a soldier, as re- ported by Kerchival West after the farewell secret interview at Charles ton year ago.
 Knowing that Columbia college. New York city. had furnished a large num- Der of recurits to the local volunteer regiments at the first call of President Lincoln. Colonel Haverill directed his inquiries among such of Franks former classmates as he could locate in the army He was successful to the extent of ascertaining that his son had taken special pains, in enlisting, to avoid any possible comradeship with those who I3p+v of his disgrace. Under an assu53ec name lie had in all probability gone So.-1a and joined the Union army Of the Missouri.
 With sinking heart Colonel Haverin thought of the unknown dead of the great battle of Shiloh. on the far Ten nessee And then. remembering that all evidences of his sons existence in so far as the anxious young wife and mother in Washington were concerned, had ceased some months back. he only shook his head when Edith and Mrs.