Short stories, American; United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction
“You shall have this again, my boy, when you are permitted to go from
here.” Six weeks afterward the lad was paroled, and, repairing to Major
Turner’s office, the kind officer, handing him the package of money and
the passes, just as he received them, said: “Here is your money, my
boy.” With trembling hands, but a joyous heart, the little fellow took
the package. He was sent to Washington, and a few weeks afterward was
going his old rounds selling newspapers. The boy was Doc Aubrey, the
newsboy of the Iron Brigade, who now resides in Milwaukee.
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Transcriber’s Notes:
Punctuation has been made consistent.
p. 12: Another version of this story (George B. Herbert, _The Popular
History of the Civil War in America_, F. M. Lupton, Publisher, New
York, 1885, p. 476) includes the following additional paragraph
immediately after the paragraph that starts “Ward Lamon, when Lincoln
had appointed him ...”.
“I am astonished at you, Ward,” said Mr. Lincoln; “you ought to have
known better. Hereafter, when you have to hit a man, use a club and not
your fist.”
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