“I am not in any way surprised at your feeling as you do. I have felt and do feel the same, though my misfortunes and troubles have not been severe in comparison with yours,” said Col. Bush. “But, Uncle Daniel, to call your attention away from your sorrows for a moment, I am very desirous of knowing what became of Mrs. Houghton.” “She remained in that part of the country during that Winter and until our combined Armies of the Center and West commenced their next campaign, during all of which time she kept our commanding Generals posted as to the movements of the enemy, his strength, when troops were sent east or west, where and how many; and when the troops were moved south in the Spring she returned to New York, and, I have been informed, married again. I hope she may be yet living and enjoying great happiness. She was a true woman. I have not heard of her for many years, however.” “She was a heroine sure,” said Col. Bush; “her movements were of a most important character, Uncle Daniel.” “Yes, Colonel, she was a true patriot, and loved her country for her country's sake, and I hope the Lord has thrown fortune and pleasure in her pathway. There were a great many patriotic and daring acts performed by women during our war. God bless the good women. To our poor sick and wounded soldiers they were like ministering angels, both in the camp and hospitals.” CHAPTER XIV. SERAINE WHITCOMB'S EXAMINATION OF THE REBEL PRISONS AND HENRY LYON'S RELEASE.--MAN'S INHUMANITY.--SERAINE WHITCOMB VISITS THE SOUTHERN PRISON PENS.--A SAD TALE OF WOE.-- GRAPHIC PICTURE OF SUFFERING, WRETCHEDNESS AND DEATH. “Oh war, thou son of hell, Whom angry heavens do make their ministers, Throw in the frozen bosoms of our past, Hot coals of vengeance.” --Shakespeare. Uncle Daniel Lyon resumed his story by giving us a history of the adventures of Miss Seraine Whitcomb, who, as had been discovered, was the sister of James Whitcomb, now Aide-de-Camp to Gen. Anderson. He continued by saying: