Tp i ally for the old flag in a campaign
| sufficiently remote from the valley of
which the captain had given her “that you saw Captain Thornton here |
He read the note, looked at the pair 8 prisoner.” |
with a quizzical expression and then Captain Thornton! Then it was he—
nodded his head. Edward Thornton, Gertrude's Charles- |
“Very well, ladies. | will make out tom acquaintance of a year ago last
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kind to him, he thought, as he recalled
his farewell words with Bob Elling:
Bellefonte, Ps., April 4 1913.
bam. at Charlestion—was it ages ago
or only a little more than a year back?
your passes, which will take you to
General Kelly at Harpers Ferry. My
spring
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Shenandoah. | “All right. Bob. I only bope we ever Suridiction ends there. but you will Belle Boyd.
: se | meet in battle, that's all.” "General Kelly a courteous and “That will depend on what they are
[Continued from page 6, Col. 4.] And then they both saddened as they cousiderate gentleman. Beyond that | y
added:
“Who knows?"
“You see. the general had not re
crossed the river and so be was com-
| can make nu promises for him. yon
chalant reply. “1 know this officer.
understand. If everything is all right,
He is an important man. If I can belp
pletely cut off, and we didn’t know it
They do say he met the emergency
with the most audacious dispiay of
nerve and presence of mind that you
ever heard of —actually rode toward th:
bridge and, rising in his stirrups, calle
out to the Federal officer commanding
the artillery: ‘Who ordered you to post
that gun there, sir? Bring it over here.
It fooled them long enough to enable
Jackson to put spurs to his horse and
dash on to the bridge at full gallop
“Three hasty shots followed him. but
they flew harmlessly over his bead. and
be reached our quarters on the north-
ern bank in safety. And was he rat-'
tled? Well, at the moment of the scare
I saw young Bob Lee (youngest son of
General Lee, you know, who is only ff |
teen and left the university to join the
“Stonewall” brigade as a private; going
down to the bank of the stream to
fetch up some water. He bad the big
camp kettle slung over his shoulder,
and | suppose the general in his ex- |
citement thought it was a drum. for
as he flew past he shouted out to Boh:
« *Hi, there. drummer, beat the long
roll!’
“That was a close shave, dear Sis
But | believe—and so do we all—that
our ‘Stonewall’ Jackson lives a charm-
ed life while he has this job of clearing
the valley to perform, and nothing can
stop him. Do you know what the Yanks
call him? The ‘ubiquitous Presbyter-
fan.’ It seems like a wild dream, as |
look back upon what has happened
since you and | parted at Richmond.
Our great commander. whom we were
rather inclined to poke fun at in the he
ginning and whose recklessness many
distrusted a long while after that. hax
bowled over the Federal commanders
as fast as they could he hurled against
him~—Banks. Fremont, Shields. Milroy.
with subordinates like Blenker. Nigel
Steinwehr and other able soldiers de:
feated and the whole upper valley re-
“Why. think of {t—in three months
he—may | say we?—have marched, |
suppose, 600 miles, fought four pitched
battles and seven minor engagements,
to say nothing of the regular dally
skirmishes And we have defeated
four armies. captured seven pleces of
artillery, 10,000 stand of arms, 4,000
and any amount of stores,
besides fabulous sums (as 1 hear) of
cash money.
“What our adversaries’ losses In
killed and wounded foot up 1 don’t
know, but they could not have been
small, Ours were less comparatively:
but, oh, Gertrude, we have lost our
Ashby. He fell in a moment of tri-
umph. and his last words were, ‘Vir-
ginlane, charge!’ 1 am sure his name
will always be remembered and hon-
ored by the people of Virginia.
“He was not a Presbyterian, like Old
Jack. but he was devout and childlike
fn his religious faith and a regular at-
tendant at the services of the Episcepal
church, which was the church of his’
ancestors. He may have kept himself
a bit aloof from the vulgar camp fun
or moments of abandonment, though
no man was more frank and gay on the
march or in bivouac.
“1s it worth these sacrifices? Ger
trude, in spite of all our successes |.
wish this nightmare of civil war were
over and well over. But who can tell
now when we shall be out of the
woods?” |
Washington. remembering Bull Run. |
had nervous prostration whenever
“Stonewall” Jackson was reported in
action anywhere within a hundred miles
of the Potomac. For this reason it is
probably historic truth to say that
“Stonewall” Jackson saved Richmond
to the Confederates in 1862—in the first
place by diverting McDowell's army to
the valley. in the second place by
marching fresh from his own victories
fn that same valley to join Lee in the
seven days’ battle around the Confed-
erate capital.
“] am going back home,” said Ger-
trude Ellingham with determination.
“1 long to see the valley once more,
and I can do just as much good at
Belle Bosquet as | can here, perhaps
more, now."
It was not because of the anxious
outlook in Richmond, with McClellan's
army almost within gunshot. On the
contrary. that in itself would have |
kept her in the threatened Confederate
capital bad not stronger ties of both
duty and sentiment drawn her home
ward. i
As Gertrude read in northern news:
papers the accounts of the desperate
fighting and of the suffering of Jack-
son's troops she exclaimed:
“Let them send the whole population
of the north down here if they will,
but they can never conquer us! When
they bave killed off our men we will
shed the last drop of our own blood.” |
Captain Kerchival West of the Union |
army of southwest Missouri. as he read
the account while alternately burn-
ing and shivering In the ague strick- |
en camps of the lower Mississippi val- |
nd Corinth, thought in fever- |
that be could hear Gertrude '
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One sovereign solace he bad, that be |
was wearing the blue and fighting loy-
Who knew. indeed? What a tangled
skein of lives it was, anyway: One
thing was certain—he may bave been
glad he was not fightog in Virginia.
and yet his heart was there all the
time.
Meanwhile Gertrude’'s decision to
leave Richmond and go home to the
valley was put into execution with
charucteristic impulse. It was a bad
time for such a journey. That made vo
difference about her embarking upon
ft, but it did lead to some very com- |
plicated and roundabout arrangements |
for the accomplishment of the trip
Her Confederate war office friends,
for reasons essentially their own. de
creed that if she went at all it must be
Harpers Ferry.
by way of Baltimore and Harpers
Ferry. Kor the last unmed barrier, a
Federal pass would be required. thix to
be procured at Baltimore. And to get |
to Baltimore, by water, of course, it
was necessary to run the Federal
blockade.
But this would be comparatively eaxy
under rhe plan agreed upon, by which
Gertrude wan to have a traveling com
panion—a mysterious southern Indy
who knew tne routes inumately and
who seemed to be rather closely in
touch with the executive departments
at Richmond for one who confidently
promised to arrange the little matter
of Federal passes at Baltimore. :
This young person—she seemed not’
over twenty—was intreduced some-
what vaguely as Mrs, Smith. She was
well dressed. fairly good looking and
a bright talker, particularly with the
men. Her self confidence was perhaps
a trifle excessive; but then this would
pot come amiss for two unprotected
females abroad in Dixie in wartime.
On the first stage of the journey over-
land as they stopped overnight at Pe-
tersburg Gertrude said to her fascinat-
ing roommate:
“Mrs. Smith, | have told yov what
little there is of interest about myself
and my plans. I do so wish you would
tell me something of your own adven-
tures.” \
“1 don't mind, my dear, now that we
are off and on our way,” laughed the
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“My real name is Belle Boyd.” |
other as she saturated a handkerchief
with eau de cologne and washed her '
face with it. “By the way, my real
name is Belle Boyd.” |
“Belle Boyd of the secret service?”
“Yes, honey child. That's what we
are on now.”
“But if they should suspect us after
we cross the lines they would
Boyd and you won't
ham from now on.”
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reached their destination. i
why—you will be all right You will
have an escort as far as Harpers
Ferry. and an officer will be sent this
afternoon to your boarding place to |
examine your baggage.” i
The baggage searcher found them
duly prepared and no obstacle came !
up to prevent the girls from taking
the westward bound train on the Baiti-
more and Ohlo road at noon the next |
day. Their escort was a @irtatious
young lieutenant. whom “Mrs Smith" |
—pewly widowed for the occasion—en- |
gaged in an instructive conversation |
about Federzl military matters. which
lasted until toward sunset. The slow
train drew up under the shadows of
the frowning Virginia heights and
heights of Maryland at the historic
point where the Shenandoah river’
breaks through *he mountain wall and
falls Into the Potomac—and they had
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Evidently there was a riot going on
in the little shutin town at the end |
of the long railroad bridge across the
Potomac, where the old arsenal and
the engine house which had been John |
Brown's fort lay close upon the rail- |
road tracks, with dwelling houses, bar-
racks and taverns straggling up the
hilly streets behind. i
They held a cousunltation in the par-
for of a “hotel” full of drunken sol- |
diers and decided to go out and make
inquiries of any one who might seem
sober enough to answer as to where
they couid hire a vehicle to forward
them on their journey. All uncer
tainty was promptly dispelled—they
could not get out of Harpers Ferry
that night.
Meanwhile they had discovered that
General Kelly's office adjoined the
place where they had been marvoned
as it were. They sought out the com: |
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courteously. heard them with wonder:
ful patience—under the circumstances |
—and on the whole was quite sympa- |
thetic. Rut what could he do?
“1 can give you your passes.” said he. |
“but | don't see what you are going te |
hire to travel in, unless an ox cart or a |
broken down wagon. and the ruads are |
almost impassable, even for staunch ve |
hicles. Besides, it is unsafe for you ".
travel without military escort, and that
1 bave no authority to furnish. If you
ladies were prisoners, now, | might
send you through our lines under escort |
all right.”
“That may happen to us before we:
get home.” whispered Gertrude B1p- |
pantly, though she feit like crying. |
“And this is bardly a fit place for |
ladies to spend the night in.” continued |
the general, in his role of Job's com-
forter. |
“Do you mean that we ought to g |
back to Baltimore?" asked Belle Boyd |
energetically. i
“Well. yu see, ladies, you are in the |
difficult position of southerners sent
south. The present policy of the gov-
ernment is to send all southerners be- |
Jow the line to stay. but they must be
well vouched for. | am only explaining '
the siiuation to you. I can't very well |
send you back without authority. Per-|
haps the best thing for you to do is to
General Joseph E. Johnston.
hold out at the hotel until | cap tele-
graph to General Fisher. My orderly
will notify you as soon as | near from
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him.
“we will go back and wait)" said
Gertrude's companion determinedly.
They noticed among the groups
thronging the tavern a half dozen gray |
coated Confederates who had been cap-
tured the day before. One of these, evi
dently an officer, paced restiessly up
down the room, while the guar
eye on him. He peered closely
two girls as he passed them.
and they returned his gaze with
Gertrude was wondering If she
pot seen that face somewhere be-
, when suddenly, without stopping
turning his head, the man dropped
these words in a stage whisper:
“Are you going south?’
“Yes.” answered Belle Boyd like a
flash.
At the next turn he muttered:
“Take a word?"
Another affirmative.
“Get message to General Johnston at
Richmond” —across the room again—
him out I shall do so.”
going to do Te a |
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