men in that early effort to whom justice has not been
done. I mean the enlisted men. They were offered every
inducement to desert,--heavy bribes, and promotion in a new
service,--but they refused them all. [Cheers.] They were
told that there would be no necessity for any fighting; that
there would soon be peace, as the North could not stand up
against them; but all their efforts failed, and I give you,
'The remembrance of those noble soldiers.'" [Great
cheering.]

But we were particularly interested in General Robert Anderson's
response to a toast which had been assigned to General John A. Dix,
who sent the famous order to Louisiana, in 1861, "If any man attempts
to haul down the American flag, shoot him on the spot!"

General Anderson concluded by introducing the toast, "Abraham
Lincoln," with an eloquent tribute of respect and affection. Said he:

"I beg you now, that you will join me in drinking the health
of another man whom we all love to honor,--the man who, when
elected President of the United States, was compelled to
reach the seat of government without an escort, but a man
who now could travel _all_ over our country with millions of
hands and hearts to sustain him. I give you the good, the
great, the honest man, Abraham Lincoln."

How little we dreamed, as the cheers, twice repeated, went around,
that at that self-same hour the honored President lay prostrate and
dying in the National Capital from the bullet of an assassin.

"Thus grief ever treads upon the heels of pleasure"--
"And all alike await the inevitable hour;
The paths of glory lead but to the grave."

Having now remained at the hotel over an hour, we went out to look
after our colored coachman, only to find, as we might have expected,
that he had given us the slip. But we took possession of another
carriage that fortunately came up, and, in answer to the sable
inquiry, "Am Colonel Fuller ready for de ball?" we kindly informed our
colored friend that if he would take us to the ball, the Colonel would
undoubtedly be ready by the time he returned. Thus assured, he started
off with us over a very dark and rough road, through the burnt
district, till we stopped at length before a fine old mansion on East
Bay street, brilliantly illuminated, from which sounds of music and
festivity proceeded. Here, we were told, was the scene of another
grand ball, given by th