My story of the war: a woman's narrative of four years personal experience as nurse in the Union army, and in relief work at home, in hospitals, camps, and at the front, during the war of the rebellion . -General Wolcott, of Wisconsin, breaks it up — In the Campof the Chicago Mercantile Battery— What a Hubbub ! What a Jubi-lee!— Evening Prayers in Camp — The Boys get Breakfast — TheVictuals will taste better if you dont see the Cooking! — Leave forYoungs Point — General Grants Despatch Boat Fanny Ogden givesme Passage. HE lower Mississippi was on the rampage,and was all over its banks. It was
My story of the war: a woman's narrative of four years personal experience as nurse in the Union army, and in relief work at home, in hospitals, camps, and at the front, during the war of the rebellion . -General Wolcott, of Wisconsin, breaks it up — In the Campof the Chicago Mercantile Battery— What a Hubbub ! What a Jubi-lee!— Evening Prayers in Camp — The Boys get Breakfast — TheVictuals will taste better if you dont see the Cooking! — Leave forYoungs Point — General Grants Despatch Boat Fanny Ogden givesme Passage. HE lower Mississippi was on the rampage,and was all over its banks. It was shore-less in some places, and stretched its dull,turbid waste of waters as far as the eyecould reach. N^o river is as dreary as the lowerMississippi. Day after day, there was but theswollen, rushing stream before us. And when thebanks could be seen, only the skeleton cottonwoodtrees greeted our eyes, hung with the funereal moss,that shrouded them as in mourning drapery. Theswollen river was in our favor; for the enemy couldnot plant batteries on the banks and fire into the pas-sing boats until it subsided, especially as the steam-ers kept very near the centre of the stream. The 295. 296 A QUADROON VIRAGO. pilot-house of the Tigress was battened with thickoak plank, to protect the helmsman from the shots ofthe guerillas. Dozens of bullets were imbedded init, which had been fired from the shore on the lasttrip up the river. And a six-pound shot had crashedthrough the steamer, not two months before, killingtwo or three passengers in the saloon, and badlyshattering the boat. The Tigress was a large, well-appointed boat, andhad been handsome before it entered army officers were understood to be disloyal at heart,but willing to work for the government because of itsmagnificent, prompt, and sure pay. The stewardesswas a beautiful quadroon of thirty-five, with a cat-like grace and suppleness of figure, and wa^ won-derfully attractive in her manners to those w
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