such times, and rising early the next morning
she visited the stores in the city, and procured the material for
a superb riding habit. A cutter form a fashionable establishment in
Cincinnati was found in an Orderly Sergeant in one of the convalescent
wards, and enough tailors responded to the call for such artisans, to
give him all the help required. By evening she was provided with a habit
that, in material and that sovereign but indescribable quality called
"style," was superior to those worn by the young ladies who cantered
about the streets of Nashville on clean-limbed thoroughbreds.

As she stood surveying the exquisite "set" of the garment in such
mirrors as she could procure, she said to herself quizzically:

"I feel now that the expedition is going to be a grand success. No woman
could fail being a heroine in such an inspiration of dress. There is a
moral support and encouragement about a perfectly made garment that is
hardly equaled by a clear conscience and righteousness of motive."

The next morning she came forth from her room attired for the journey.
A jaunty hat and feather sat gracefully above her face, to which
excitement had given a striking animation. One trimly-gauntleted hand
carried a dainty whip; the other supported the long skirts of her riding
habit as she moved through the ward with such a newly-added grace and
beauty that the patients, to whom her appearance had become familiar,
raised in their beds to follow the lovely spectacle with their eyes, and
then turned to each other to comment upon her beauty.

At the door she found an orderly, holding a spirited young mare,
handsome enough for a Queen's palfrey, and richly caparisoned.

She sprang into the saddle and adjusted her seat with the easy grace of
an accomplished horsewoman.

A squad of "Convalescents" standing outside, and a group of citizes
watched her with an admiration too palpable for her to be unconscious of
it.

She smiled pleasantly upon the soldiers, and gave them a farewell bow as
she turned the mare's head away, to which they responded with cheers.

A few hundred yards further, where an angle in the street would take her
from their view, she turned around again and waved her handkerchief
to them. The boys gave her another ringing cheer, with waving hats and
handkerchiefs; her steed broke into a canter and she disappeared from
view.

"Where is she going?" asked one of the soldiers.

"I don't know," responded another ga