. History of the twenty third Pennsylvania volunteer infantry, Birney's Zouaves; three months & three years service, Civil War . happened that therewas a Confederate officer,wounded and convalescent,boarding with one of her neigh-bors, and two evenings beforehad made a call at the , of course, entertainedhim, and during the eveninghere the conversation turnedupon the war, and more espec-ially the state of affairs directlyaround them. He describedthe situation from his standpoint, how many troops they hadand what they most relied upon, she asking questions withoutany purpose except to
. History of the twenty third Pennsylvania volunteer infantry, Birney's Zouaves; three months & three years service, Civil War . happened that therewas a Confederate officer,wounded and convalescent,boarding with one of her neigh-bors, and two evenings beforehad made a call at the , of course, entertainedhim, and during the eveninghere the conversation turnedupon the war, and more espec-ially the state of affairs directlyaround them. He describedthe situation from his standpoint, how many troops they hadand what they most relied upon, she asking questions withoutany purpose except to keep up the conversation and he answer-ing freely, so that when the colored man returned, she gavehim the information, number of troops, their situations and thefact that some had been called off for services elsewhere, infact, just what Sheridan wanted to know and expressed regretsthat she could not give more information, but would try togather more for him, if he would send the messenger back ina day or two. The colored man placed the note wrapped in tin foil inhis mouth and left the house, all day Saturday and Sunday,. GEORGE CRAWFORD,Co. D. PENNSYLVANIA \OLUNTEER INFANTRY. 167 she wondered what had become of the messenger and whatwould be the resuh of her note. When on Monday, the 19th, she was awakened at day-hght by the booming of cannon, her first thought was whetherher note had anything to do with it. It was a terrible battleall day long, they taking refuge in the cellar. As the rumblingof the battle grew fainter and fainter, she went to the firstfloor, could see nothing but the wounded and stragglers pass-ing along the streets, nothing from the second floor, but fromthe garret window, she saw the old American Flag coming intothe town. She dropped on her knees and offered a mostfervent prayer, and running down stairs, calling out theYankees are coming. Soonwas heard clattering of sabreson the doorstep and as sheopened the door in thetwilight, she saw two officers,one o
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