A ROMANCE OF THE WAR. A Tragedy at Gettysburg, Followed, after Many Years, by a Wedding. OON after the battle of Gettysburg, the 7th Ind. Regt. was stationed near Waterford, Loudoun county. An acquaintance sprang up between Lieutenant Holmes of that regiment, and Miss Lizzie, daughter of John B. Dutton. The correspondence between the two, which ensued upon their separation, led to their betrothal. In an assault upon the Confederate works at Petersburg, the young lieutenant was killed. A few days later came a letter from his betrothed. A friend and comrade of the slain officer, Joseph M. Dunlap, knowing the relation between the two, returned the letter, at the same time apprising Miss Dutton of the fall of her lover. A letter of thanks from the young lady for the mournful attention paid her, gave occasion for the interchange of several more epistles. Mr. Dunlap was deeply impressed with the style of the letters, having previously seen and admired the writer. The tide of war rolled on until the torn battle-flags were furled at Appomattox. The correspondence ceased. Mr. Dunlap went to his home in Indiana and fulfilled a long standing engagement by marrying the daughter of a neighbor, but within a year or two this lady died. Mr. Dunlap went forth into the world a lone man, and in his travels found himself one day near the house of his former correspondent. A train of pleasant recollections followed. Was she married? No. A postal card opened the way to a renewed correspondence. A visit to the home of his correspondent followed. They talked of her dead lover, of his gallantry and manly bearing, and how he fell at the head of his men at the very point of the Confederate bayonets. Then they talked of something else, and matters flowed on so easily, smoothly, and naturally, that in a few weeks Mr. Dunlap found himself at his Indiana home busily engaged in preparing for the reception of a new mistress. And soon the little town of Waterford was all a blaze of light and a scene of general rejoicing, for the lady was popular and beloved by all. In the midst of a large assemblage the ceremony took place which united Miss Dutton and Mr. Dunlap in the bonds of matrimony. A Soldier's Presence of Mind. ate army about that time. I don't know how it was, I did not get so much as a scratch, but I did get powerfully scared. When I got under cover I couldn't 'er told for the life of me whether it was a hundred or a thousand paces. I should sooner guessed a hundred thousand. Says the captain: T was during the siege of ammunition on the ConfederWagner, and the Union parallels were but a few hundred yards away from the grim black tubes that ever and anon enbowled with outrageous noise and air-disgorging foul their horrid glut of iron globes." A line of abatis was to be built across a clear space, in point-blank range of the Confederate gunners and sharpshooters. 'Sergeant," says the officer in charge, "go pace that opening and give me the distance as near as possible." Says the sergeant (for we will let him tell the rest of the story), "I started right off, and when I got to the opening I put 'er like a ship in a gale of wind. With grape, canister, round-shot, shell, and a regular bees' nest of rifle balls, whizzing around, I just think there must have been a fearful drain of Well, sergeant, what do you make it?' Soon's I could get my wind, says I: 'Give a guess, captain.' He looked across the opening a second or two and then said, ‘A hundred and seventy-five paces, say!' 'Thunder! captain,' says I, 'you've made a pretty close guess. It's just a one hundred and seventy-one.' And," concluded the sergeant, after the laugh had subsided, "that's how I got my shoulderstraps." The Capture of General Marmaduke, BATTLE OF OSAGE, AFTER A THRILLING CHARGE. 'HE battle of the Osage was fought on the latter part of October, 1864. There were two engagements, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. During the morning fight the present governor of Missouri, General General Marmaduke, was taken prisoner. I was a participator in the charge made by the Union forces, and an eye-witness of his capture, although his identity was not known for a half-hour afterwards. The country for miles in the Osage region is unbroken prairie; the ground undulating; the hills and hollows seeming to run parallel. It was, therefore, a model battle ground, and, in reading the accounts of the English campaign in the Soudan, I was reminded vividly of our pursuit of the Confederates through Missouri. Just after crossing the dry bed of the Osage river we heard skirmishing, and soon came in sight of the enemy formed in line of battle and waiting for us. I was captain of Co. H, 10th Mo. cavalry; Colonel Bentine, commander, and General Pleasonton, brigade commander. My position was on the left, as we drew up in line. During my four years' service I had seen many wonderful sights, and had been in some very close quarters. But never had I seen 9,000 horsemen drawn up in battle array, and the sight was a thrilling one. The enemy were well supported by artillery. While we sat waiting for orders, Generals Pleasonton and Curtis came riding down between the lines. As they passed me I heard Pleasonton say, "We must come together now." These words, and the ominous looks of the cannon, assured me that a serious moment was at hand. I had $600 about me, and I put it into an official envelope. I then directed it to my sister, and gave it to our surgeon, with the request to forward it in case of my death, or, as the boys were in the habit of saying, in case I did not "come out." At last the bugle sounded the charge and the long lines surged but no advance was made. Again the bugle rang out on the air, and again the lines wavered. Suddenly a rider on a white horse burst through the ranks and rode at the foe. Like an avalanche we followed. In the excitement every fear vanished, and we rode through the enemy, dispersing them right and left. They had fired one volley but had had no time to reload. Their right wing was completely cut off and surrounded. : dis Having no other alternative they surrendered, and mounting them we hurried them to the rear. On my way back with the prisoners, we met General James Lane going to the front. He stopped, and pushing his way through the guards and prisoners to a tall, fine-looking Confederate, held out his hand and said, "How do you do, General Marmaduke?" The man shook his hand warmly, and after a few words General Lane walked away taking Marmaduke with him. When taken General Marmaduke had on the hat a star and crescent. Colonel Bentine noticing the ornaments cut them from his hat as trophies of war. The star when last heard from was in a museum in Chicago. General Marmaduke had no insignia of office from which he could be distinguished from the common soldiers, having a simple gray uniform and a large slouch hat. The Confederates made a stand again in the afternoon, but before our onslaught again retreated. That night horses and men lay down and slept together. So utterly worn were we that no one thought of eating; going to sleep was much easier. Shooting of Longfellow's Son. A Bullet Passes Through his Body, Piercing his Lung. One of War's Strange Happenings in the Mine Run Campaign. BY WARREN WALTERS. N the morning of the 26th of November, General Gregg, in command of the 2d Division of Cavalry, crossed the Rapidan at Ely's Ford. They advanced some miles and halted for the night at Whitehall. Early the following morning, Colonel Taylor's brigade proceeded over the plank road toward Orange Court House, the 3d Penn. in advance. Two miles brought them face to face with a large body of the enemy, hidden in a dense wilderness. Colonel Taylor dismounted his advance and deployed them in line. Taylor rode along the whole front hoping to obtain some idea of the character and number of the foe. The dense undergrowth, however, preHe succeeded in driving back vented. A squadron of the 1st the enemy some distance to a Mass., commanded by Lieut. park of strongly fortified ar- C. A. Longfellow, was engaged tillery. The general saw he in this skirmish. Young Longcould no longer force a retreat, fellow joined the general in his for he felt confident that he endeavor to discern the charwas facing a heavy body of acter of the force contesting infantry. During a partial their advance. A sharp volley cessation of the fire, Colonel was fired, directed evidently |