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good things, saw General Grant, and in twenty-four hours the guilty surgeon was under arrest. All honor to Mother Bickerdike! She was loyal, good and true, and many a gray-headed veteran now lives to call her blessed. Possessed of great physical strength, it was easy for her to lift and carry to the field hospital many a poor wounded and dying boy. Culture she had not, but native shrewdness and practical good sense were her royal birthright. But above all else she possessed a big, motherly heart, whose every throb was for the boys in blue, and it is our earnest hope that her pathway to the other shore may be bright with immortelles of gratitude from the boys she served so well. Many of the most devoted of the nurses laid down their burdens before the conflict was ended. They died upon the field of honor, and

"Their eulogies are written

In letters fair and bright,
On the page of immortality
In yonder world of light."

Prominent among those who fell was Anna Maria Ross, of Philadelphia. It was mainly through her exertions that the famous cooper's shop saloon, of Philadelphia was inaugurated and sustained. In October, 1861, she started the hospital in connection with the saloon, and for two years labored unceasingly for the institution. In December, 1863, the overtasked body gave way, and she lay down to sleep, and death kissed down the eyelids still. As truly as the hero who fell pierced with his death shot, she fell, as true a hero as any who died in defense of their country.

It would not be possible to more than touch on the grand service rendered by the women in the war: Coming years will do them justice and make still brighter the names of Annie Ella Carroll, Mrs. Annie Wittenmyer, Anna Maria Ross, Mother Bickerdike, Clara Barton, Emily Dance, and hosts of others who did loving and faithful service in the nation's struggle.

Just over the border of our neighboring state has been laid to rest in lovely Cedar Hill cemetery, Hartford, Mrs. Harriet Foote Hawley, who did as great service for our soldiers as any woman of the war. It was her fortune to welcome to Wilmington, N. C., 9,000 prisoners from Andersonville; 5,000 of them were dying from starvation and typhus fever. Their condition

as described by Mrs. Hawley is too horrible to think of. Let us draw over such tales of horror the tender mantle of forgiveness, and do our duty to those who yet remain. Mrs. Hawley was the bravest and tenderest of nurses. With a slight physique and health never firm, she was ever buoyed by her indomitable spirit. She sleeps well, and to-day her grave blooms bright with flowers. She who should have been in the prime of life, to cheer the declining years of her noble husband, is today a martyr to the cause they both loved so well.

There were others who labored unceasingly in the hospitals, and who, from experience and training, were able to render valuable service to the soldiers. Their war experiences will never be written nor their names blazoned on the scroll of fame, but their prayers and ministrations lightened many a dark way to the unknown land, and many still live to bless and praise the noble Sisters of Charity.

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The Colonel and the Soldier.

ELIAS HOWE AND THE ASSISTANT PAYMASTER.

(From the St. Paul Dispatch.)

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OL. Stephen A. Walker men are not treated with the

is now United States district attorney at New York City. Walker had served the Union in the innocuous pursuit of assistant paymaster. One dark day while Mr. Walker was sitting in his office wondering how long he would be compelled to "loaf," on account of the inability of Uncle Sam to pay his boys in blue, a private walked in and confronted him. The soldier belonged to a Connecticut regiment. Imagine the paymaster's surprise when the following conundrum was put to him by the soldier:

'Say, when do you expect to pay us men, anyway? We haven't had a cent now in three months."

The assistant paymaster glared at his visitor, and told him neither politely nor religiously that it was none of his business. This was far from satisfactory, and the soldier proceeded:

"But it is my business, and that is why I am here. The

slightest justice, and if the United States ain't able to pay them, why you can have a draft on a New York bank for the amount due my regiment."

Of course there was no alternative left to Colonel Walker but to regard the Connecticut private as a crank. It remained only to be sure just how dangerous a crank he was.

You'd better get back to your camp at once," said the paymaster. "Who gave you permission to come here, anyway? Come, now, get out, or I will call the guard and have you placed under arrest. Git!"

Suiting the action to the word the doughty paymaster arose and proceeded to "fire" the private.

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'Hold on a minute: take your hands off! I tell you I mean what I say. I belong to the-th Connecticut, and I can afford to pay my regiment, if there's no objection. Something ought to be done, and I'm willing to advance the

money. My name is Elias himself in New York. He had Howe!"

This gave an entirely new aspect to the case, and Paymaster Walker grew quite deferential. The man who stood before him was the famous inventor of the sewing machine. He could pay his regiment all their back pay; he had the will, and he had the money, too. Colonel Walker thought an apology was demanded. The apology was given and Elias received it with the air of a man who had but little to forgive.

"Well, colonel," said he, "when this trouble is over I want you to step down to New York sometime and see me."

The "colonel" lived then in Vermont, and when the war was closed he managed to find

Grant's Richmond Campaign. THE introductory planned by Grant's campaign against Richmond was the movement of a cavalry force around the right to demolish the depots of the enemy.

First Colors Over Court-House, Atlanta.

THE 60th N. Y. and 111th Penn. Regts. are entitled to the credit of first raising the stars and stripes over the Court House at Atlanta, Ga., when General Sherman captured the city, September 1, 1864.

started a law office; that is to say, he helped to occupy the office of a few friends of his. Business was not specially active. One day Walker thought he would step in and see whether Elias Howe recalled the misadventure of the war. Two years had then elapsed. Elias Howe was there and his memory was good. They sat down together and talked. Howe was from Massachusetts, Walker from Vermont. The Howe Machine Company had just been organized. Walker was appointed its attorney. With an office in every city, town, and hamlet in the civilized world, no wonder the Howe Machine Company was the foundation of Walker's fortune.

Line of Battle Near Richmond.

IN October, 1864, the 16th N. Y.

Heavy Artillery Regt. claimed the honor of forming in line of battle nearer to Richmond than any other regiment in the Union service had done.

Thos. C. Fletcher the Youngest War Governor.

THOMAS C. FLETCHER was prob

ably the youngest of all the war governors. He was the first republican governor elected in a slave state (1864), and the first native Missourian elected governor of Missouri.

TORBERT

ORBERT IN THE VALLEY.

SEPTEMBER, 1864.

His Jollity in Camp * and * Daring in * Fight.

GETTING EVEN WITH SHERIDAN.

Woodstock and Winchester.-The Surprise at Cedar Creek Neatly Prevented.

By JOHN DANBY, Coles's Maryland Battalion, Attached to Sheridan's Cavalry Corps.

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about two hours when I was conducted into a room where I saw a good-looking, slenderly built man, about thirty years old, standing at a table on which were some maps and official looking documents. He wore a dark blue sailor shirt, black corduroy riding breeches, and a pair of cavalry boots. A loose flannel coat, with a general's silver star embroidered on the collar, indicated his rank. This officer I took for General Torbert. He nodded in answer to my salute and continued his conversation with a little black-eyed swarthy man, who was lying on a camp-cot smoking. This man was roughly dressed and in his shirt sleeves. I took him to be a staff officer. I was

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