flex of the peace and good will, tell you that your sensitive spirit which attended its first dawning, makes you over-estimate my loss and seeming to impart new bright- and my suffering. Both were ness to the social chain, by which terrible at first, before I knew humanity is held together.

Christmas Eve, the anniversary of Charley's marriage, had been celebrated by a strictly family party, consisting of the household of Broadfields, and Loui and Camille, just returned from Southside, stood by the fire of their luxurious chamber.

you, but you lulled the pain almost as soon as I felt it; when I look back to what I was then, and compare it with what I at least try to be now, I humbly thank God that the arm is gone; since, by its loss I have gained so immeasurably, in higher things." She raised her sweet lips and told her feelings in the kiss she in- gave.

"Hang up your stocking, my darling," said Loui, "I am clined to think Santa Claus has

something to put in it. What of all Christmas gifts would you prefer?"

"Then, Oh! darling, to have obtained the blessing of your love, and the exquisite happiness with which you round my life into perfectness, is a bliss so complete, and all-absorbing, that not only do I never feel the loss of my arm, but would gladly give the other

A vivid crimson burned on her cheek, and a strange light came into her dark eyes, and lifting the empty sleeve, which hung at his side, she laid it tenderly upon her bosom, and bending down, she treasure!" kissed it again and again.

"My darling!" he cried, throwing his arm quickly around her and drawing her close to his bosom, "my own sweet darling— what? Oh! Camille, crying!"

one, to have secured such a

Again the sweet lips thanked him, though they breathed not a

word.

"Besides, my sweetest, the loss is not so very much, after all. I have lost one arm, but have I not gained two in its place? Whose are those soft, white arms,

She raised her beautiful face, all dabbled with the tears that were falling so fast, and said between her sobs: "Oh! Loui, when I if not mine? Do they not devote look at this empty sleeve, and think of all you suffer, I become almost frantic, and feel that I cannot bear it!"

"My precious one," he said tenderly, as he smoothed with a loving touch, the glossy braids of her shining hair, "you distress yourself unnecessarily. You know that I speak to you as I do to my own heart, and would sooner die than deceive you. I

themselves exclusively to me, performing every service, from tying my cravat to driving me out in regular sporting style? For my sake, darling, promise that you will never again yield to such sad feelings on my account. I have proved the worth of suffering!" and he bent down and kissed her.

"So have I," she said softly, lifting her beautiful face and gazing at him out of her glorious

eyes, as she repeated the sublime arm round her husband's neck, words of St. Paul.

and said, as she laid her bright head on his bosom:

"Oh! Loui, I trust that we will live so that our 'light affliction, which is but for a moment, work out for us a far more ex

"Now no chastening seemeth for the present to be joyous, but grievous; nevertheless, afterward, it yieldeth the peaceable fruit of righteousness in them which are exercised thereby." She paused ceeding and eternal weight of for a moment, then wound her glory!'"

FINIS.

THE HAVERSACK.

AT the first battle of Freder- rapidly as Major General Butler, icksburg, when Hoke's brigade when the cracking of a dry stick was sent in to recover a por- under his horse, made him betion of our line that had been lieve that a rebel picket had fired broken, a mounted officer met a upon him. Confed retiring in the style of In simple justice to our runGen. Schenck from Vienna, that ning friend, we would add that is, hatless and a bewildered air. he is now rejoicing all loyal hearts The officer thought that the haste, by running the reconstruction with which the soldier withdrew machine in the Convention at his corpus, was rather unbecom- with all the energy and enthusiing, and that it was decidedly im- asm he displayed at Fredericksproper in the runner aforesaid to burg. desert his hard pressed comrades. So drawing his pistol, he remonstrated on this wise:

Officer. "Go back, you cowardly whelp, or I'll blow your brains out."

We give one version of an anecdote, in which we have been anticipated by another periodical.

Jack P. had lost a magnificent leg in battle, and its place was Demoralized Soldier, "I's no poorly supplied by the rude stick whelp, and I'se not gwine back. furnished by the Medical DeCrack away with your darned lit- partment, of the so-called. His tle squirt. They woz ten thou- hobbling gait was a sore annoysand Yankees a shootin' at me ance to him, and when he made a with rifles and a throwin' lots of particularly bad stumble, he used bombs to make the count good.- expressions about the Yankees, Mister, yer pop gun ar nothin' which seemed to be, and probably to them things. Crack away and were, a little profane. At any be damned to you." rate, a devoted chaplain thought Away dashed the bold hero, as fit to remonstrate with him on the

impropriety of his language, and the following dialogue ensued.

Chaplain. "Profanity is a sin. My dear friend, you must try to quit it."

pression, and national airs will inspire national feeling. Then our little friend can listen to Yankee drums without any qualms of conscience for sinning against Heaven and his country. So may

Jack P. "When I think of my neat, straight leg, and then look it be. at this nasty stick, I can't help cursing a little."

Chaplain. "You must wrestle with the Evil One, and you will overcome him."

We remember very distinctly an earthquake in Mexico and the sensation it created. The regiment to which the writer belongJack P. "Ah, Parson, wrest- ed was surrounded by Mexican ling might have been of some use cooks and hucksters, who were when I had my own leg. But selling stewed meats, chocolate, with this d-d stick, the old fel- and tropical fruits. The first low would trip me up the first pop!"

all their eatables were gone!While at their devotions, the rascally American soldiers had robbed them of every thing!

shaking of the earth stopped the traffic instantly; all the venders fell on their knees crying "temA little five-year old in Atlanta, blor! Ave Maria Purissima!”— Georgia, was very Southern and Five minutes or more were devovery fond of music. When the ted to energetic prayers and then U. S. soldiers took possession of the frightened cooks and fruit that city, our young hero felt his dealers looked around and found indignant patiotism roused to the highest point; but the sweet strains of the Yankee bands would seduce him to listen, and he felt, as many thousands have felt, that This incident was recalled to it was better to "live" than "die our mind by an anecdote we heard for Dixie." Still his young and in Savannah, Ga., of a little feltender conscience would trouble low, who lived in the track him on account of his too great of Sherman's "march to the sea." fondness for the music of the ene- His mother was describing to him mies of his country. So one day the terrors of the Judgment Day. he came in his perplexity to He had seen the bummers, and mother with the inquiry: the description of the devil and his angels suggested to his mind the great Fire-King and his emmissaries. He had seen his poor mother sit up night after night to watch, and, if possible, protect a little food and clothing from destruction. All the horrible and revolting scenes of that infernal march were brought up vividly before his mental vision, by his

his

"Mamma will God send us little boys to the bad place for stopping to hear the Yankee drums?" What a question to ask about the soldiers of the best government the world ever saw!

When the Jacobin rebellion has been conquered (and it soon will be,) the "old flag" will be an emblem of protection and not of op

mother's account of the Judgment we made you run a heap of times Day. So he very naturally asked fust!" the question:

"Mamma, wouldn't it be a good thing for us to get tried last at the Judgment Day?" "Why, my son?"

"'Cause you 'members how you had to watch Sherman's soldiers and if they tried us first, Sher

The U. S. officer looked at the whole thing from a philosophic stand-point, and said, "I give it up, when the rebellion has taken hold of children and grandchildren, the movement may be said to be national. It will take time to restore good-feeling."

The most important element of

man's men would steal all our things while they woz a tryin' restoration was forgotten,-wise,

us!"

Lieutenant had been a great favorite before the Mexican war, in Savannah, so celebrated for good cheer and hospitality. Numerous dinings, balls, and parties had shown the appreciation of the people for the genial young lieutenant of artillery. After the lapse of a quarter of a century, he returned to the city whose hospitality he had so often enjoyed, but with the star of a General Officer on his shoulder, and under the conquering flag of the United States.

Willing to forget the estrangement caused by the war, he called at the house of a former acquaintance. He found his old friend surrounded by grand - children. Approaching a small little girl, he said, "I used to dandle your mother on my knee. Won't you give me a kiss?"

"No, that I won't, said the little reb." I won't kiss any one with them kind of clothes. I kiss rebels and no other sort."

generous, and magnanimous leg-
islation. A code of laws dic-

tated by hate, and executed in a
revengeful spirit may change the
South into a Poland, Ireland, or
Hungary, but can never give us
back a restored and
country.

reunited

Bayou City, furnishes the next four incidents.

During the war, in Texas, the militia were frequently called out, for various purposes. from one of these calls, an amusResulting ing incident occurred, worthy of record. Among the company, from Walker county, was a plain, country farmer, who had never been known to be absent from home over a day or two at a time. However, he answered his "country's call," went to Galveston, Texas, was gone three years, at the expiration of which time, he

returned home. He reached his gate, dismounted, was walking up the yard to his double log cabin, filled with hoping enthusiasm at the surprise he would give the A little boy playing on the floor loved ones upon his soft return. with his miniature horses and Just before he reached his door, carriages, looked up and said, his eldest boy, of 14 summers, "well, if you did whip us at last, spied his sire, and running to

wards him, began to yell, "here's termined upon being in every dad, here's dad." fight, until he fell. Who acted a "Hush up you little rascal, I nobler part, or showed a nobler want to see if Betz and the young spirit? Is his name, the brave, ones will know me." Comment young, kind, generous, but ununnecessary.

fortunate, Bailey, not worthy of record? All such heroism, such noble conduct, is deserving of notice, aye, of lasting record, and thus believing, a willing pen writes the name of a lost friend, a brother soldier.

Pause reader, and with a sad heart, permit me to mention the humble name of Samuel Bailey, a private of company A. 5th Texas infantry, A. N. Va. Many noble deeds were born of our late struggle, many of which are as At the battle of "Spottsylvania silent to the public ear, as the Court House," May, '64, the lestilled voices of those who gave gions of Grant were so numerous them birth. These deeds, the that General Lee was forced to bright gems, the finished touches hold many of his positions by lines of that heroism that won the of battle that were in reality only glory of imperishable renown for ordinary skirmish lines. The Southern arms and Southern chiv- "Texas Brigade," consisting of alry, should not be permitted to the 1st, 4th and 5th Texas and mould and decay within the re- 3rd Arkansas, under the gallant collection of the few who are cog- and lamented Gen. Gregg, occunizant thereof. pied a most important position, Samuel Bailey, a lad of 21, fell and had, for two days, against at the battle of "Spottsylvania overwhelming odds of drunken Court House." He was badly Federal soldiery, held their line wounded at the "2nd Manassas," intact. If my memory serves and from that wound, never re- me correctly, it was on the evencovered. After 60 day's furlough, ing of the 12th of May, the enemy, he returned, in time to participate under the influence of bad whisin the Gettysburg campaign, ky, returned for the tenth time Chickamauga, Knoxville, Wilder- upon a vigorous charge against ness, and Spottsylvania, when he our feeble works. They moved was torn to pieces, his brains upon us in gallant style, and when scattered around upon his com- within 50 yards of our works, unrades, done by an enemy's cannon expectedly to us, they moved by ball. At any time after Manassas the "right flank file left," and he could have been discharged, entered our works through a but he refused this, refused a space of 15 feet that intervened transfer, refused a furlough, and between the 3rd Ark. and 1st with his old wound, through the Texas. Our men, never having stomach, still running, he kept had employment for bayonets, along with his command, walk- had long since cast them away as ing, riding, or as best he could, useless appendages, and as a conunable to do any duty, but de- sequence, had to work upon the