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NOT THE ENEMY’S CA
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Thoma-take or a Recruit wn
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tlon Was Stimulat ._ ‘ -
At the beginning of the #war there
werepilot of “raw”'._soldiers, who,
though ardent fellows and good-fight-
ers, were not. up, to the, West Point
standard on military matters: At War-
renton, Va., one of the new companies
happened to be stationed early in the
conflict, and many were the lessons that
had to. be learned by the earnest but
ignorant southerners, who had but a
slight idea of the rigid‘rules of warlike
discipline. But on the whble they did
well. : 4
It was one bhlmy September evening,
just that timeof the year when the c001
breeze is laden‘with the rich odors of
the dying leaves-and full of an exhila-'
rating crispiness that seems to fill one’s
blood with ‘dreams of love and happi-
ness. The moon was just .peeping from
behind a bank of clouds resting on the
crests of the Blue Ridge, and the, line
of light crept down the sideI and crawl-
ed across the fields of ,waving corn and
the meadows full of chirping insects.
About in the field were scattered the
white tents of the Confederates, and be-
neath them the tired men were deep in
slumber. ’
, One of the most ignorant men had
been put out as a picket,~ and for hours
he trod his. beat, watching with eager
eye the lights from the distant farm-
houses, lest some fire of an enemy's
camp break out into the glOom.’ The air
was warm ' and fragrant, and the sol-
dier’s mind was full of the romance of
the situation.
Presently the moon Iank behind thp
dark billows of the cloud bank and the
world waswrapped in Iilence and dark-
ness. But in each bush there Sparkled
a - glowworm, and about in the air cir-
culated'some of the bright insects known
as “lightning bugs,” whose tiny tails
are seemingly pointed with fire. '
Now the sentry Iudddenly became
alarmed and gave the si a], and.;the
camp was soon in turmoi The men,
hastily awakened -from their sleep, be—
gan to saddle up, and were. full-of de-
light at the thought of meeting the one-
my, whose campfires, so - the sentinel
said, had just 'gleamed out from a dis-
tant’hill. .,
The men were ranged pp to begin
their march, the colonel exhortedthem
that- this was the “time; to win their
spurs, ” and all'was excitement, when
the sentinel crept up to the colonel.
“Colonel,” said the fellow in a. dis-
comflted voice. “I am mighty sorry,
but I have made a mistake—there is no
campfire of the enemy—it’s a lightning
bug—you see, I am a bit nearsighted. "
And the man crept back to hide under
the flap of his desolate tent,.while.the
disgruntled men took themselves again
to slumber. —Philadelphia Times.
LOVE AS CONSIDERED NOWADAYS.
Two Men Asked Advice About It find when
. mooted It.
There is no use of opposing a love af-
fair, not even when the actors play into '
your ’own hands. .. I know what I’m say-
ing. I’vehad the experience with'two
—the young and the old man. . My first
experience was with a young man, who
didn’t know his mind. and asked me
what he had better do, and I, like a fa-
ther, told him he’d better not marry
the girl he was courting. He went right
of]! and married her.
An old man from the country came
into the car where I was reading my
morning paper and sat down at my side.
“B'ég your pardon, sir,” he said. “Did
you-ever court a grass widder?”
“ h, yes,” I said. “I’ve courted a
do ' or more. Why?”
“Did you ev,er marry one?”
‘S'Yes. ’I f ‘
“Waller, p’r’aps you kin give a chap
‘3 point or two?”
“Oh, certainly, all the points you
want. ”
“Are they any different from other
women?”
“Say, old fellow, I’ve courted all
sorts of women, both married and un-
married, and they are all just alike.
They do all the courting and generally
propose before you have courted them a
week. ”
“Waller, what’s your opin’n?”
“It is this—the man who marries
one is a jackass. "’ .
The old fellow scratched his head for
a moment, and after he had got his idea
racked in the right spot he said: “Wal-
ler, hain’t I as much constitutionally
right to be a jackass as you have? Wal-
ler, I guess, and I’m goin ’cept her pro-
posal by wire. Write it out for‘ me,
won’t you ?”—New York Herald.
Lincoln's Modesty. _
The Tribune has received a letter
from Mr. George Kluetsch, editor of
the Lincoln (Neb.) Freie Presse, setting
forth that he has in his possession a let-
ter in the handwriting of Abraham Lin-
coln, written in 1859, of special histor-
ical importance. Mr. Kluetsch received
the letter from T. J. Pickett, at one
time editor of the Republican paper in
Rock Island, Ills.
SPRINGFIELD. 1113., April 16, 1859.
T. J. Pickett. Esq.: '
MY DEAR SIR—Yours or‘ the 13th is just re-
ceived. My engagements are such that I can-
not, at‘nny very early day, visit Rock Island
to deliver a lecture orsfor any otherobject.
As to the other matter 'you kindly mention,
I must. in candor, say I donut think myself fit
for the presidency.. I certainly amitlattered
and gratified that some partial friends think
of me in that connection, but I really think it
best for our: cause that no concermdfeflort
such as you’suggest ‘shou'ld‘be made. heights
be considered mnfldenWYom very'tmly.
' A. LINOOWI‘
What She Was Meant For.
A lady of great beauty and attractive-
ness. who was an ardent admirer of Ire.
land, once crowned her praiise of it at a
party by saying: ,3
“I think I was meant for "an Irish
woman. ” -
- “madam, ” rejoined a’witty son of
Erin, who, happened to be present,
“thousands would back me in saying
that you were meant for an Irish man. ”
’» —-Stranrl-l\'lnrr:ivine,
The letter is as fol- ‘
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