eaties, reproaches, and
everything of that sort. So, preparing myself as well as I could, I
rode over to bid my idol good-by.

"I met Harry first, and telling him I was going North, to leave
fortune, friends and everything for my country.

"'What, Paul, desert your State in her hour of need? Never! You, a
Southern man? Your interests, your honor, are with us.'

"Much passed between us; when he, laughingly, said:

"'Go in and see sister; she will talk you out of this whim.'

"I cannot tell you how she first coaxed, then argued, then chided me
with not loving her, and then came--oh, such contempt! You have no
idea of the trial to me. She talked as only a Southern girl talks--so
proud, so unyielding. And when I said:

"'Let us part at least friends. Say God bless me, for the sake of the
past!'

"'No,' she said, 'no friend. With a traitor to his State, or a
coward--no, I will never say God bless you! and never do you take my
name on your lips from this day. I would die of shame to have it known
that I was ever loved by an Arnold! Go! leave me; and if you raise
your arm against the South, I hope you may not live to feel the shame
which will follow you.'

"I met Harry again on the lawn, and he exclaimed:

"'Good-by, Paul. Give us your hand. You are honest, and will sacrifice
everything, I see; but you are all wrong. God bless you!

"And he threw his arms round me, and so I left them.

"I cannot tell you how I suffered. It seems as if I have lived a
century since then. Did I not know the unbounded pride of a Southern
girl, I should doubt her ever loving me. I have never mentioned her
name since that day, and never shall. Now, my friend, you see I have
little to live for. Soon after my arrival in Boston the Sixteenth was
forming. I enlisted, to the horror of my aunt, as a private. My friend
would have procured me a commission, but I preferred to go in the
ranks and work my way up if I lived, and here is my commission,
received after you left yesterday. I brought my colonel off the field,
and was wounded when I went to get him. It is a first lieutenant's;
but I fear I shall never wear my straps."

"Yes, you will. You are getting better slowly, but surely; and, my
friend, you must cheer up--believe 'He doeth all things well'--have
faith--live for your country. I feel that all will be well with you
yet. 'Hope on, hope ever.'"

I went and saw Dr. B.; told him it was as I had thought.

I gave him an idea of the tro