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WAR SI "Two Brave "Wo: "Our Women in the War" .it the commencement of hostili- j ;?CP I was at a boarding Behool in New j .fork city, ?nd my parents in Charles ion. Being of the opinion that the ?ar would soon be over, a very pre valent one then, they thought it un revisable to itcnd for me and thereby Interrupt my studies. However, in nsbout a year's time the feeling on ?otb pidt'B was becoming very much OBobittered, and a residence in New jerk was decidedly unpleasant. It jras concluded to send me to relatives irs ftngland, who would take charge .*? me, place mc at a good school and ?1 the first safe opportunity send mo K>a>e. 1 hhall never forget the desolate beling I experieoccd on board the isomer which was to take me to a ;iew country. The lady who had t?'jjge of mo was a Btrangcr, and not 'ii a 7C?y sympathetic nature. I sat .aft alone on deck watching thc pas 3033678 taking leave of their friends, ..?ceiTing flowers and exchanging other .?kins o? affection. To add to my a'oes, was very seasick, and never jilt my state room till wo were within r?jhi of tho English coast, where .{?Bother misfortune, as I then oun odered it, awaited nie. Our steamer i?A been delayed, and my relatives, after waiting on the wharf to meet me, aad gone home. My protector had "imrcly timo to secure her ticket on abc London express, before putting ae to my destination-Allerton Hall -3D tho suburbs of Liverpool, a typi cal .English country home, and for merly the possession of Koscoe, the Historian. I proved the truth of tho adage ^All iB well that ends well," fur I joceived a cordial welcome, and in ?ive timo was placed at a good Behool, formerly a nunnery, with quaint lat ticed casements, and a lovely three ?Biraced garden, io whioh we each had .-?plot of our own. My sohocl matea, and, indeed, instructors, had the most primitive idea of the geography of America. They thought I was a na dove of South America, and were quite astonished that I did not possess a decidedly brown complexion. Although very happy, I was longing ?jo be in the Confederacy, sharing the mflerings and privations that my Southern sisters were so heroically asdnring. An opportunity was soon Sound. A South Carolinian, who had, ?arly in I860, successfully run the Cockade, bringing her English huB 3>and home to die among his own peo ??lawas now anxious to secure a oom manion on her return voyage, and of fered her services. We sailed from liverpool in the Cunarder, Asia, ex perienced a stormy and, indeed, dan gerous passage, but finally arrived aafely in New York. We were certainly two forlorn and Unexperienced women, but were unan JBDOUB on this point, that we would isake every effort to reaoh home. Acting upon the advice of friends we went to Annapolis, thenoo to Balti nore to see certain gentlemen who lao politioal influence. Eventually we reached Washington, had an in terview with Mr. Seward, who sternly asfused us permission to cross the jinies, neither would he allow us to ase Mr. Lincoln, whom I am inolined .ta think might have granted our re quest. Nothing daunted, we returned io New York and from there sailed to t?assau, that paradise of blookade manners, determined to obtain passage aa cae of the numerous vessels en gaged in that dangerous occupation. This was not easy, as no one oared to ?ave two women on board. Finally, imroagh the kind offices of Mr. John iLsfitte, we were fortunate in securing j ysssage on the Margaret and Jessie, ana of the most successful blookade Tanners of the war, ?nd whioh was commanded by Capt. R. W. Look waodt, sn able seasman. Honest, ?PfttriotTe and brave, possessing more* aver r a modest and reticent disposi tion, J doubt if he ever gave an ao iroum'oFhiB manyjperilousadventures. Several years ago I am told that he gassed safely into "the haven where ? would be." ? knew he very re* Uantantly aeoeptedus as passengers, Oa&we.were urgent in our entreaties, md Jac^agemn. was a connection of &e of the owner i of his boat. Wa evaded the oruisers at watch around Nassau, and, as The News and ({fenner for February 7 has reported, m tn? 11th of November, I860, the Margaret and Jessie endeavored to wm the blookade at Wilmington. "She waa here beset by three blockaders, obot through boib wheels and hit ina Joxen other spots, but managed to taro about, set lo sea, and led five Hederal vessels a chase of twenty ."asura before she was compelled to sur render." YOB, that is a true aooount as Jar aa it goes. > la the silence and darkness of the midnight hour we had slowly orept, ORIES. men. ot' the War. Kditioa News and Courier. ' under the guns of Fort Fisher. Auother moment and we would have been ia na!ety, when lo? a rocket shot up OD one aide of us, followed by an swering sign*!? in every direction. Our friends could not lire, else they would have endangered us. We were on deck . at the time, but were soon hurried below, and I greatly admired the coolness and bravery of our cap tain, who gave his orders with dear ness aud pr?cision, and by a wonder ful exercise of skill and seamanship turoed his vessel and got safely out of the channel into the oceau. This test of his patience must have been great, for, if he had not had women on board, he might have run into an in let of which he knew, wrecked his vessel to avoid capture of his cargo, and taken to tho small boats with his men. Young as I was, I realized what a struggle he was undergoing. To return to my narrative. We were congratulating ourselves on hav iug escaped a great peril when, about noon of the next day a transport, car rying troops from Hilton Head to New York, saw us and bore down in pur suit. As thia transport, tho name of which I have forgotten, drew nearer we wore Gred upon. The captain ask ed us to show ourselves upon the higher deck or bridge-there was then no danger-hoping that our pursuers, seeing women on board, might cease firing, and thereby giving us a chance of escape. This strategy being of no avail, wo were ordered below. The firing became hot and heavy and at 3 o'clock that afternoon poor Capt. Lockwood was obliged to sur render his ship. If he boro us a grudge, ao was but natural, he gave noevidoneo of it. His fate and that of his crew was certain, a Northern prison till tho close of the war. We were boarded, and, of course, the Con federate flag brought down, and the Stars and Stripes raised in its place. Our purser could not endure this, and rashly out the rope. In the Btruggle whioh ensued he was slightly wounded and, cf course, overpowered. Whenever I go to the Battery in fine weather and gaze at the waterB of the bay this seene is before me. A bright and sunny day, a deeply blue sea, slightly r util cd by a gentle breeze. On the deok of a small vessel one or two Federal officers and two men, alongside a small row boat, slightly rooking with every movement of the waves, and in whioh s a man with bis arms extended, having on eaoh side a large turtle, poking up an inquiring head. In the distance a huge trans port, its deck filled with spectators. Tho man in the boat was, of course, Capt. Lockwood, endeavoring to per suade us, who had bravely borne the fire of shot and shell, to trust our selves to tho watery element by jump ing from the deck of tho Margaret and Jessie into his extended arms. The turtles were remarkably fine specimens and had been promptly confiscated by the enemy. At last we nerved ourselves for the effort, jumped and were carried to the trans port, and drawn up in a chair by means of e. rope. On touching its deck we were greeted by the regiment curious to bohold the oaptured rebels. My chaperon was extremely indig nant, I must confess that, with the proverbial isouciance of youth. I rather ocjoyod the excitement. We were given a stato room, a sentinel placed at the door and at meal timo wo were conducted by the major in command to what was called the pris oner's table. There we found Capt. Lockwood and his officers whom we never saw at any other time. We had a large amount Of gold pieces, some of the men having given us theirs for safe keeping. These WA covered with doth and sewed on our dresses as but tons. The gold, I dare Bay, was not in any danger, but we fanoied it might be confiscated, aa was the cus tom in those days. Before reaching New York we were only once allowed on deok. The offioera of the regiment requested to be introduced, whioh we promptly refused, not wishing to hold any fc^rcourse with our enemies. Whether it was beoause our manner was somewhat forblddipg or beoause, as wo suggested, we excited too much sympathy, we were not again allowed to breathe the fresh air. On out ar rival we were watched, two , and two, to the nearest poltee c tali on, nb great distance. Here wo wore detained for an hour or two, whilo our captors telegraphed to Washington for in structions. Imagine our surprise wheo we heard ourselves spoken of as "those danger ous rebels who had applied for per mission to cross tho lines a few weeks ago," and thc order given for our de tention till it could be ascertained whether wo were thc Tmissaries of a deep laid conspiracy: or the harmless women wo appeared. . . . - ?fi.; tois^ In view of our previous attempt, and bearing in mind the fret that my chaperon was a connection of one of the firm of John Fraser ?Sc C>., and that I was the .step daughter of Gen. K. S. Ripley, then the commander at Charleston, one can understand these suspicions. A carriage was ordered, and we were driven to the St. Nichol as, then one of the best hotels in New York, the New York, it must be re membered, of thiity-Gve years ago. A comfortable room was engaged for us, which we were only allowed to leave for our meals, the major always escorted us. His position tow rds us was rather an awkward one, which he filled with great tact and polite ness. Kvery day we had a short interview with Gen. Dixon, who was in com mand at New York, tod at tho expira tion of ten days he informed us we were at liberty *o go wherever we pleased, exoept into the Confederacy. We engaged roorui at the New l'ork Hotel, and beisg settled there I en deavored to obtain information con cern; jg a missing trunk of fashionable clothes, very rare io the Confederacy; and also of a box of household linen, which I was taking to friends at hone. My books, illuminated texts, my own handiwork, and various other posses sions, had been appropriated by the men on board tho transport, to be treasured, they said, a9 mementoes of a very romantio adventure. A young lawyer, by birth a South Carolinian, offered his service, and at the end of a week of indefatigable research joy fully anuounoed his success, adding that the missing baggage was then on its way to tho hotel. It arrived, but on opening the br of very valuable linen it waB empty. On the receipt of letters from home my chaperon determined to venture Grousing the lines. I was too young to run such risks and was obliged to return to sohool till oLee's nurron In the storm and stress of life this youthful episode was almost forgotten till the universal interest evidenced in the mimic blookade of our harbor by Admiral Bunco's squadron induced me to write, for the amusement of (he younger generation, this experience of a southern girl on a real blockade runner. If I have naught extenu ated, neither have I aught "sot down io malice." I had to submit to the usual fortunes of war, and although unsuccessful in my efforts to share the privations of my countrywomen, can at least assert that I was twioe under fire and temporarily in prison. A Daughter of the Confederacy. SHELLED OUT CF HOME. My late husband was an officer in a volunteer company of Prince Wil liams-Co., Virginia, and when in 1862 our army fell back, south of the Rap pahanook River, we (his wife and children) left our home and refugeed in Spottsylvania County, where we had many exciting encounters with the enemy, the one I will give you as of most intensa interest to me, trana pired on the 10th of May, 1863. We were living in what waa known as the Brown house, near the Bloody Angle or MoCools Springa and also near to Spottsylvania Court.House. Gens. Hancook and Mott, on that oooasion carno up and made our house their headquarters, planting a large United States flag at the yard gate. Of course the rooms and halla were filiad with aidea and couriers they left only one room for me. My ohildren and I were instructed togo to it and get what I most needed, so I hastily threw some olpthing into a saok 'and ran out and down the steps, but heard a great crashing just behind me. Some one seized my arm and took me into the oellar door and told me a bomb had struok the house, it passed through the room I had been in and across the stairway and into a oloset where it knooked over a barrel of flour (all we had to eat) and so mixed it with the aand and plastering that it was too gritty to eat. The. bomb lod ged in tba next wall,* hiving gcse through four and exploded. The house waa not thought safa for womeai and ohildren so we ware ordered to go i baok to tba United States Hospital, I about ono and a'half mi leo to the roar. The artillery, and army wagons wera coming to the front in a gallop. With aix mulos to each vehicle and such broad wheels, we felt so small and feeble in comparison, like ants. Failing to gat an axibnlanoe or guard I atar ted out from V?? thc hose I had loft, carrying under ono erm my family' Bible, gi von roe by my mothar aaa bridal gift, taking also my silver, and followed by my faith? fal servant woman an* har ihfco chil dren, it waa. scarcely light enough to see how to walk and keep from nader the rushing wheels of the passing teama crowding the road. A bomb flew over oar heads o au Bin g na to fall* to the ground. But we reached tho hospital f There we were very coolly reooivod by the mistress of the house?, who w?i Northern woman, har bother being in prison at that timo in "Cas tle Thunder," Richmond, Va. The non combatants Were there in full force.. M??iy chaplains with tes taments and tracts were in evidence der. Tho lady gave us leave to occupy a lounge ia ooe room, in front of which, and quite near wat) the amput^ion table. Oh, horrid sight! and such screams! The terrible conflict raging at the front, the pouring shot and sholl; the falling of rain in torrents with suoh a feeling of desolation. I cannot com pare it to anything but the torment of the doomed souls. Wo lost all we had left at the house oither by the soldiers or negroes liv ing on the plaoe. My dear ones were with Lee and their welfare was un known to me and you may imagine my state of mind. One of the men (Yankees) told me they lost 12,000 killed and wounded that day, and sad to tell! our brave Gen. Stewart fell about that time. We were muoh relieved whoo after three days of this terrible suspense a relative of my husband heard of our situation and sent a colored man to bring us to her house. We soon heard of the safety of those so dear to us and tho contending armies moved on toward Richmond. I am nov re siding with a married daughter ia South Carolina and would rather you just sign my initials to what is writ ten. M. J. W. THE WINTER OF SIXTY-FIVE. This winter of 1865 was indeed a time of gloom-troubles without and cares, anxiety, hunger and want with in and the worst, separation and un certainty. 0, the sleepless nights and weary vigils among us. Our sol diorboy brother on the ooa?t with the army, his fate unknown, one sister in Columbia, whence carno the most terrifying reports I, detained in Au gusta where the enemy was hourly ex pected. At last tidings came from our sister in Columbia through a personal letter. She was a signer in the bureau and when Columbia was taken tbe depart ment left to avoid capture. The fam ily with whom she boarded informed the enemy as to her oonneotion with the department and pointed out to them her room. She had already left the house with her baby to seek shel ter at the homo of friends, leaving everything, including valuables, in the oare of her nurse, a faithful slave. The woman looked the trunk and then the door, at whioh she stood guard. The Yrankees ordered the door to be opened. "My^mistresB has given everything in thia room to me," she answered, and if you go in it will be only over my dead body." The soldiers looked at her for a moment, then one of them said, "Well, Auntie, that's all right if the things are yours," so as that waa one of the few houoea not destroyed, when the reign of terror in Columbia was over, my sister reoovored her trunks intaot, as Mauro' Charlotte bad carefully packed everything that had been left to her care. A few more w ;ds of tribute to this faithful servant-perhaps even these hardened men were touohed by her fidelity, for later one of them brought ber a buoket of sugar and one of coffee, whioh she refused Bay ing, "I oannot take what you have stolen from my people." When the war was over and we had returned to Charleston, my mother told her that abe was free, and had better seek employment elsewhere, as abe bad no money to pay ber. "I know that you have not, and do you think that I would go away and have you now? No, share your crusts with me and I will.stay by you till I die." And so she did. A little more than a year later she breathed her last, sur rounded by the white ehildren whom she had served so faithfully. Indeed, we had good friends among our devoted servants. Ono of them who served meals to the soldiers dar ing the summer of ,'G5 brought us many a hot dinner, when we bad nothing but yellow grist, and no one made such okra soap aa Mauro' Diaua. Another, old Maam' Maria, washed oar clothes week after week, not even askiog fdr the requisite materials for the work; And these humb?o, black women had beam boro in alavery and had been elavea always. And J yet they loved ns and oared, fprns?ftp our troublas, forgetting, that they were free, forgetting everything, save that we needed them far moro tben than ever before. How nan We help loving, them? The generations that ct orne after na will never know or un derstand that affection and sympathy whioh always ' existed betwoon as sad oar servante. K. G. W. . '?? _'\; ?ii ; -_-u - Alf OLD LETTER FOUND. ' " - U ? Spartanborg, Joly 84.--An old let ter waa pioked np in tho niblin: read near t&ia eljirjg fen, w?eksj ago.,. The envelope wes misting. The letts* waa written in a clear, well'fonaed' hand by one aoonstomod to w ri ti cg. -It waa dated "Charleston, S. G., JD.eosm bor27, I860." Tho ordinance of se cession had been passed, a fr'cok.bc-' fore that., The Convention .was.tben in session in CharloBtou, a secret ses sion having been held that day: The night before thin letter was written Major Anderson had. dismantled Fort Moultrie and . goue to Sumter, al though ho stated in thc afternoon iHat he had orders to defend all the forts. Aa war news this is nearly 45 years old, but graphic accounts of battles are always new to many men. The single ban^-to hand death struggle about tho wal's of Troy and on the beach near the Grecian ships are as interesting to-day as the series of re cent battles in Manchuria. But this old let?er is not a war let ter, but a love lette;*, and a true love story is alwey: interesting to people with human hearts. In au earnest, manly way, without auy of the school boy extravagance of language, "George" expressed his love for "Dear Carrie." If he is living to-day he would not be ashamed of a single sen tence. If the fortune of war carried him to the plaoe of death and "Car rie" is left some/rhere fighting the battles of life, Bhe may be sure that she was loved by a manly, true man. The letter does not. state where Car* rie lived. He had seen her in Co lumbia, but that may not have been her home. The name of the writer was George W. Rush. If he or "Car rie" still live or if they have children who see this statement, they can get letter by addressing Charles Petty, Spartanburg, S> C.-Speoial to Ne??s sud Courier. Guido to Correct Drinking. The following is a partial list of thc varieties of whiskey now in stock in Tombstone: Common whiskey, the kind that killed father at the tender age of 93. Sporting whiskey, the kind that maltes the game rioh and the player go the limit. Business whiskey, the kind thal makes a fellow who never had anj business in his life hold you up at every corner and submit a $1,000,000 s?beme. Mysterious whiskey, the kind that causes your neighbor to lead yot away around behind the Dragooi Mountains with an air of profoum secrecy, then confide something t you that was all over town the day be fore. Sooial whiskey, the kind that oause a man who has known you for te years and has never spoken to yoe to single you out and make a oon? dani of you. Knowing whiskey, the kind thc swells the absorber thereof until th wise guy Solomon is on the bum. Roaring whiskey, the kind that sue denly sets the quieter fellow in tor? to vociferating and swinging his arm in unoffending spaoe. Fighting whiskey, the kind thi gets aotion on a coward. Crying whiskey, the kind that sue denly overcomes its victim with evei conceivable speoies of pathos nn makes of him a pitiful speotaole. Bad whiskey, exceedingly scare the kind that makes a man quiet, su len and dangerous. Loving whiskey, the kind th causes him to draw near, put his ar around your wok, and emit a brea! in your face that would drive a tu key buzzard away irom a dead coyot There are several other varieties i Tombstone, conspicuously hone whiskey, whioh oauses a man to pi his debts when under its influenc then kicking himself about it wbj he getB sober; then the brand th oausea him to do the agreeable everybody he meets on the stree then go.home and lick his wife un the neighbors interfere. Loquacious whiskey, whioh mal a man run off at the mouth whet! he has anything to say Or not.--Ton stone, ?. T., Prospector. The Money Craze. The money craze, or tendency to commercialize the ideal, ia foand in all walks of life. Never before were so many clergymen, especially young clergymen, leaving the pulpit to go in to business. The great oommeroial prizes are so tempting that their own pitiful salaries look contemptible in comparison. There are clergymen in the American pulpit preaching for a few huodred dollars a year who know perfectly well, and everybody elso knows, too, that they could make many times as much money in business ca reers. Many of them do not see why they should not become rioh and pow erful. They do not understand why using this money making oapaoity ia not as legitimate for them as for oth ers. Ic other .-ords, there is a power ful temptation today for a clergyman to turn his creative faculties into mon ey making ohannels. Many of cur lawyers are looking fer big feos rather than for great legal acumen or high standing at the bar. They know that lawyers are envied today not so much as members of a great and learned profession, uphold ers of tho majesty and justice of the law, as because many of them make a great daal of money from their prac tice. They know, too, that they are ranked by fellow lawyers largely in proportion to their ability to get big fees. It is well known that some of the men who get enormous feoa and become millionaires are not great law yers at al), and have nothing like the legal ability of others who are not paid a quarter of their fees. What is his practice worth? seems to bo the question by whioh to measure a lawyer's standing in the minds of most people. Physicians and surgeons are measur ed in muoh the same way. How of ten we hear it said: "Why, that physi cian has a practice cf $25,000 a year." Sometime? the Bum named is twice or thrice sa great. Just as if this was the measure of a physician's useful ness! Of course inasenae, getting enormous fees is some proof of his ability, but it is not the best evi dence of a- man's real service to the world. Many authors today do not seem to think so muoh of putting immorality into their compositions-of writing books whioh shall live through all time-as of earning the largest amount of money possible with their pens. Few modern writers would spend years upon a tiny bit of composition or ex change their lives for a few immortal verseB or a single book that the world would not let die.-Suooeas. Uer Way Oat. The Lookout tells a story of a little girl who is likely to find her way out of most of life's perplexities if ingenu ity can help her: Alice, five yeera old, was often ask ed to run errands for her .mother.' She weat very willingly if she could pronounce the name of the article wanted, bnt abe dreaded the laughter whioh, greeted her attempts to pro* noonee certain wordB. "Vinegar" was one of the hardest for her. She never would go for it, if she could help it; but one morning her moth er found it absolutely necessary to send her. ' . On entering the store she handed the jug to the clerk and said: "Smell the jug and give me quart." Burns Negro At The Stake. Sulphur Springs, Tex., Aug. ll. Tom Willians, a mulatto negro, mad? an attempt to assault a young white girl iu a pasture near this town about 6 o'olook this morning. Three hours 1 later he was a biasing mass in the pub He square st Sulphur Springs. The whole prooeeding was as orderly as suoh proceedings ever are. There was no exoitetnent and the lynching was participated in by several hundred people. In less than four hours after the assault the tragedy had ended and tho town had returned to its accus tomed vocations and the incident waa over. On a farm about two miles south west of town, Mary Childs lives with her mqthe? and sisters. About 6 o'olook this morning she started, es was her wont, to the pasture to drive up the cows to the milking lot. She had found the cows and was returning with them when Willama accosted her. He took hold of the girl and the latter realizing her predicament, she told the negro he had bettor release her as her sisters were nearby. This evidently frightened the negro and the girl see ing that he hesitated set up a scream and Williams loosened his hold on her and ran of! as fast as he oould. The girl made her way home and told what had heppened. Offioers and a posse started af tor, the negro and he was soon caught about a milo and a half east ofi town. He was taken at onoe to the scene of the attempted assault and was fully identified by his intend ed victim, who told in detail of her experience with him. The mob took the negro from the officers. As soon as the mob arrived at tue public square the tools of its trade were provided. From his head to his heels the negro was saturated with oil. A match was applied to his feet and a blaze shot high into the air. The mob stood by and watched the flames devour the negro. The fire was kept gotag for awhile but it soon burned itself out and the body was out down. Then more oil was poured on it and the blaze started afresh, the body was al most entirely incinerated. Then the mob dispersed and in half an hour no sign remained of the gruesome tragedy that had been enacted, nor of the vic tim whose death had been encompass ed so quickly after his erime. The relatives of the man were per mitted to take what was left of the body. They scraped up the remains ano took them away, Later they will be buried by them. More Than His Share. The some story may be told in dif ferent ways. One way is reported in an exohange: "Martha, does thee love me?" asked a Quaker youth of one at whose sbrxue hiB heart's fondest feelings had ,u offered up. "Why, Seth," answered she, "we .are commanded to love one another, are we not?" "Aye, Martha; but does thee re gard me with thad feeling the # world calla love?" "I hardly know what tb tell thee, Seth; I have greatly feared that my heart was an erring one. I have tried to bestow my love on all; but I may have sometimes' thought, per haps, that thee was getting rather more than'thy share." - Necessity - knows no law, but many a young lawyer knows neces sity. A man's mark is his nocor. It stands for him and > IS Sie stands for it. It's the old Sazon way of siguifyinf; ffij good intentions. . . ^ 63 . The right to be protected ia the exclusive nse of ? " .. - f? . ?rade mark has besa loagf recognized by the common / \?r ll. ' ?fc The National Biscuit Company pate its trade mark ^.? U| , ^ in red and white oa each ead of a ?jtckage of biscait. \M? W?m 1 SfS cracker and wafers to distingtnsh these products and Wfr 69 ^??J? to guarantee the quality, and st does. .' |P ^8 I ?ill;^T? ntore^dea^coninit?isnd the lo vaine ox tass ' . - Ksl W trade^^^^ ^ SH ? wwrio?iAt asseoir COHSMOT Jj li Efl Its 1 !