ived the reply of "No, sir, I am not."

"Then, G----d d----n you, sir, how dare you have the impudence to come
within my lines?"

The Tennesseean, seeing he had a man of the pure grit to deal with,
shook slightly in his boots, and did not put on so much "style," and
was about to explain something, when the General interrupted him with
a quick order to leave forthwith, or he would have a dozen bayonets in
his rear "d----n quick."

"But, General, how shall I get out of camp? Won't you _please_ give me
a pass?"

"Me give a pass to a rebel! No, sir. How did you get within my lines?"

"Why, sir, I just walked straight in."

"Well, sir, you can just walk straight out, and if ever I see you
inside my lines again, I'll have you sent where you belong; and, after
this, when you have any 'order' for me, if it is from General Halleck,
'or any other man,' don't you dare to bring it, but _send_ it in to
me, or you will rue the day."

A PATHETIC APPEAL.

I found the following "pathetic" appeal from the women of New Orleans.
It was laid carefully by, with a lock of hair, bearing the
inscription, "To Mary Looker, from her cousin Jane. Please send this
appeal to all our male friends around Gallatin."

"AN APPEAL FROM THE WOMEN OF NEW ORLEANS.

"To every Soldier:

"We turn to you in mute agony! Behold our wrongs, fathers!
husbands! brothers! sons! We know these bitter, burning
wrongs will be fully avenged. Never did Southern women
appeal in vain for protection from insult! But, for the
sakes of our sisters throughout the South, with tears we
implore you not to surrender your cities, 'in consideration
of the defenseless women and children.' Do not leave your
women to the merciless foe! Would it not have been better
for New Orleans to have been laid in ruins, and we buried
beneath the mass, than subjected to these untold sufferings?
Is life so priceless a boon that, for the preservation of
it, no sacrifice is too great? Ah, no! ah, no! Rather let us
die with you! O, our fathers! rather, like Virginius, plunge
your own swords into our breasts, saying, 'This is all we
can give our daughters.'

"The Daughters of the South.

"New Orleans, _May 14, 1862_."

[Illustration: Old Stonnicker drummed out of Camp. See page 284.]

CHAPTER XXI.

A Friendly Visit for Corn into an Egyptian Country -- O