The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 16, No. 95, September 1865: A Magazine of Literature, Art, and PoliticsVarious
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The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 16, No. 95, September 1865: A Magazine of Literature, Art, and Politics
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"I told you no lady in the land would look like mother, when her turn
came to wear silks and laces," said Matt. "None does--to me,"--patting
her cheek tenderly.
Matt was the firm, tight-built, alert fellow of old, looking out of the
same shrewd, kindly eyes; but he talked pure English now, and put broad,
liberal views and true creeds into his vigorous Saxon, and, better
still, into his life. It was a good, wholesome home, even to look into
as I did; and I carried out of it a stronger breath and a warmer feeling
for my fellow-men. They talked of their brother often, but thought him
dead. I did not enlighten them; I kept my promise: and besides, I would
not raise in their house the evil spirit of the Luck of Abel Steadman.
AT BAY RIDGE, LONG ISLAND.
Pleasant it is to lie amid the grass
Under these shady locusts, half the day,
Watching the ships reflected on the Bay,
Topmast and shroud, as in a wizard's glass;
To see the happy-hearted martins pass,
Brushing the dew-drops from the lilac-spray:
Or else to hang enamored o'er some lay
Of faëry regions; or to muse, alas!
On Dante, exiled, journeying outworn;
On patient Milton's sorrowfullest eyes,
Shut from the splendors of the Night and Morn;
To think that now, beneath the Italian skies,
In such clear air as this, by Tiber's wave,
Daisies are trembling over Keats's grave.
"RUNNING AT THE HEADS":
BEING AN AUTHENTIC ACCOUNT OF THE CAPTURE OF JEFFERSON DAVIS.
It is laid down in our Cavalry Tactics, that, "to perfect the troopers
in conducting their horses, and in the use of their arms, they are
exercised at the running at the heads,"--of the Rebellion nowadays, be
it added. This is high and exciting drill, especially when the scene is
the pine woods of Georgia, and the "heads," not of canvas stuffed with
hay and planted on posts in the riding-ground, but of the flesh and bone
of the President and chief men of the Confederacy in flight.
As there are many curious accounts of the capture of Jefferson Davis
going the rounds of the press, it seems proper that one should appear
that is literally true, to the minutest detail; and such a one will here
be given.
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