ll you be good
enough to send them around to Trenholm Brothers, in Pine Street."

He assured me he would, and I bade him good morning. As I was leaving he
said there was intense excitement on the street; Anderson's command had
just marched up Broadway and aroused the greatest enthusiasm. I had
observed a small United States flag near the entrance, and Mr. S. said
he believed if that flag were not at the door, the mob would attack the
bank.

At the office of Trenholm Brothers I inquired for Mr. Wellsman, and was
shown into an inner room where I met a large, middle-aged man bearing a
striking resemblance to the white-haired gentleman who had been one of
the party from Baltimore to Havre de Grace. I introduced myself by
saying that Captain Wellsman was my travelling companion from Baltimore
on Sunday.

"He is my father," said Mr. Wellsman. I told him of meeting Capt.
Wellsman at the Philadelphia station that morning, and that he asked me
to say he had found his daughter much better than he expected, and they
now had hopes of her recovery. I then explained to him that I was an
officer of the Confederate States Army, on my way to Europe to purchase
arms and other army supplies; that I was to be provided with funds
through Fraser, Trenholm & Co., Liverpool, and expected to get money
from Trenholm Brothers for the expenses of the voyage. Mr. Wellsman had
no letters for me, and had received no information from Montgomery
concerning me. Having no money for my voyage, the situation was becoming
serious.

Excusing himself after a short time, Mr. Wellsman left the office, and
returning within half an hour, was even more alarmed than Mr. S. had
appeared to be. He said the excitement was very great, and that he
believed if the crowd discovered my business, they would hang me to a
lamp-post; I must not leave the office till I started for the train.
What did I propose to do? I ought not to think of sailing from New York.

I replied that I would go to Canada and take the steamer from Montreal.
But I could not sail from anywhere without money.

"You can have the money," said Mr. Wellsman. "How much do you want?"

"Five hundred dollars."

"And you want it in gold?"

"Yes."

He procured the gold, ordered some lunch to be brought, and about three
o'clock I started for the Erie Railway station. Sometimes we entertain
angels unawares. Captain Wellsman seems to have been a veritable angel.
The simple, verbal message that I carried