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Show TAILED J To Blossoms. Fairs pledges of a fruitful Tree,- Why dp you fall so fast? Your date Is not so past. But you may stay yet here 'a while, To blush and gently smile, And go at last. What, were yee borne to be An houre or half's delicti, And so to bid good niKht? 'Twas pitle Nature brought yee forth Merely to shew your worth, And lose you quite. But you are lovely Loaves, where we May read how soon things have Their end, though ne'er so brave; And after they have shown their pride, Like you a while they glide Into the grave. Herrick. Soldier Taken for a Girl. George W. Logan of Salem, Va., who came to the U. C. V. reunion as delegate from Hop Dyole Camp, tells an interesting story illustrative of the belief of Union soldiers that many women disguised themselves as men and fought in the Confederate army. Mr. Logan was only seventeen years old when he was taken prisoner in an attack on Fort Cannon. He was very slender, but deep-chested, and very girlish in his appearance, being fair, with high color and wearing his long, light-brown hair brushed straight back "and unparted. Taken to Point Lookout and later to City Point, he attracted the attention of an officer of the escort. The Federal officer treated treat-ed the youthful prisoner with as much courtesy as circumstances permitted, per-mitted, frequently conversing with him. One day the officer asked to be told the truth regarding the belief among Federal soldiers that many women plies of forage for Atlanta. The mules of the pontoon train, Army of th Tennessee, Ten-nessee, at the Chattahoochee river east of Atlanta, subsisted for weeks on weeds, brush and the bark gnawed from trees. When Sherman marched from November 15, from Atlanta, the pontoon train was drawn by skeleton mules. After crossing the first stream and the wet pontoons were loaded, it was impossible for the emaciated mules to draw them. A great uproar followed when the next stream was reached, and the pontoon bridge mules in the rear. An order was issued by Gen. Howard that Gen. Osterhaus de-1 tach teams from a division ordnance train to brig up the bridge. A friend of mine who was dispatched with the order says as Gen. Osterhaus read the order he bsaced himself up majestically majesti-cally to his full hight and exclaimed, 'Veil, I pe tam. Do Cheneral Howart dink I poot my hand in my bocket and pull out mules?' but the sturdy mules of the ordnance train had the- bridge on hand .in good time. The boys of the pontoon train were not many days in recruiting some of the best mules in Georgia, and the boys went singing to the sea." National Tribune. A Scriptural Injunction. "At the second battle of Bull Run," remarked a member of one of the New York posts, "the famous Thirty-fifth Thirty-fifth regiment from Jefferson county, New ork, suffered terribly, and efforts ef-forts were immediately made by the friends at home to fill its thinned ranks. Among the first to spring to its rescue was one Augustus Buel. were serving in ' the Confederate army, some of them being types of the best of southern womanhood. Mr. Logan said it was not true, but he had heard, in common with others, that a fw women had so served. "I believe this was so," said Mr. Logan yesterday, "but I do not think there were more than a dozen such instances, and I have no positive knowledge of any." -The Federal officer was thoughtful for a while after the conversation referred re-ferred to, and then urged the prisoner to forswear the Confederacy and ga to the officer's Pennsylvania home. "I can arrange it without trouble," said the officer, "and my people will receive re-ceive you and treat you like one of the family." A dozen times or more the officer urgedthe IJflJf-t. "I subsequently leuji," said Mr. Logan, "that he believea I was a girl and that it was for that reason that he wanted me to go to Pennsylvania. He never intimated such a reason to me, but my information came In a way that seemed to be reliable, and then it was that I understood why, before be-fore our conversation about women, he had offered to procure me a bathing bath-ing suit if I wished to go swimming at any time." New Orleans Times-Democrat. Times-Democrat. Hooker at Lookout. Gen. Hooker, "Fighting Joe,' as he who was famous as a hunter in John Brown's tract, and distinguished for being a capital fellow, and an excellent excel-lent marksman. His uncle, Deacon Wetherby, met Gus a day or two after he had enlisted and said: " TVell, Augustus, I understand you have enlisted in the Thirty-fifth?' " 'Yes, uncle, I have,' was the reply, re-ply, 'and I am to start for the-'regi-ment to-morrow morning.' " 'That's right, my boy, that's right,' continued the deacon. 'I am very glad you have enlisted, and you have my prayers and blessings. And, now, Augustus, boy, let me give you a little advice: When you go into battle bat-tle have your gun well charged and in good order. When the order is given to advance on the rebels, I want you, my dear boy, to remember the scriptural scrip-tural injunction, "It is more blessed to give than to receive." ' " Washington Washing-ton Star. Mountaineers Ardent Unionists. "All the Kentuckians and east Ten-nesseeans Ten-nesseeans in the commands of Nelson, Thomas and Garfield had a consuming desire to drive the rebels out of eastern east-ern Kentucky and east Tennessee," said a veteran recently. "The cry, 'On to East Tennessee,' was as persistent persist-ent in Kentucky as was the cry, 'On to Richmond' in the East, and Nelson, Carter and Garfield were in sympathy Schoepf's division, moving toward east Tennesseee, was ordered back from London, the mountain men were ready to mutiny, and they were abetted abet-ted in this by Andrew Johnson and other Tennessee Unionists who were with the command. Many Kentuckians Kentuck-ians and east Tennesseeans threw down their muskets and left camp. They returned, however, in a few days, and many of them went to Knox-ville Knox-ville with Burnside." Confederate Flag for $25. One of the most interesting articles, considered historically, that were put up at yesterday's sale of the Crim collection col-lection at the Fourth Regiment Armory, Ar-mory, accoiding to the Baltimore American, was an old Confederate flag of the "Montgomery" design, showing the seven stars of the original Confederate Confed-erate states. As the old banner, torn by bullets, faded and bedimmed by age, was brought to the auctioneer's stand and unfurled a wave of enthusiasm enthu-siasm spread through the hall. In putting it up Auctioneer O. A. Kirk-land Kirk-land said that the flag was captured by Capt. Farber of the United States Navy prior to 1864, while in the blockade block-ade service. The first big, $25, which was offered, was not contested, and the flag was knocked down to the Smithsonian Institute for that sum. was proudly called by his devoted followers, and whom it was my pleasure pleas-ure to meet and to know well after the war, was one of the brilliant soldiers sol-diers of the Union army, says Gen. John B. Gordon in Scribner's. He had already been hailed as the hero of the "battle of the clouds" at Lookout mountain, and whatever may be said of the small force which he met in the fight upon that mountain's side and top, the conception was a bold one. It is most improbable that Gen. Hooker Hook-er was informed as to the number of Confederates he was to meet in the effort to capture the high and rugged point Lookout, which commanded a perfect view of the city of Chattanooga Chattanoo-ga and the entire field of operations around it. His movement through the dense underbrush up the rocky steeps and over the limestone cliffs was executed with a celerity and dash which reflected high credit upon both the commander and his men. Among these men, by the way, was one of those merry-makers those dispensers dis-pensers of good cheer found in both the Confederate and Union armies, who constituted themselves veritable fountains of good humor, whose spirits glowed and sparkled in all situations, whether in the camp, on the march, or under fire. The special role of this one was to entertain his comrades with song, and as Hooker's men were Secures Imposing Monument. H. P. Patterson of Aurora, Ind., a veteran of the civil waf, recently, while on a visit to Gettysburg, succeeded suc-ceeded in locating a large bowlder behind be-hind which he nought shelter during the furious attacks of the confederate troops on the exposed position of the union flank. Mr. Patterson was so well pleased with his find that, notwithstanding not-withstanding the fact that the' rock weighed eight tons, he bought it from the Culp estate and had it shipped to his western home, where he intends to have it used as a monument to mark his erave after his death, struggling up the sides of Lookout mountain, climbing over the huge rocks, and being picked off of them by the Confederate sharpshooters, this frolicsome soldier amused and amazed his comrades by singing, in stentorian tones, his ludicrous camp song, the refrain of which was "Big pig, little pig, root hog or die." The singer is now Dr. H. S. Coopea1 of Colorado. Col-orado. When Gen. Osterhaus Swore. "During the month of October, 1SC4," says John N. Morton of Hamilton, Hamil-ton, Mo., "Hood's raid cut off all sup- |